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05-16-2011, 09:58 PM
To those who are about to die...We salute you.
A few random shots from Draithe's log...then the lich comes out.
Starting in Draithe's perspective.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a darkly inked fetish master!
AS: +651 vs DS: +620 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +59 = +128
... and hits for 50 points of damage!
Amazing shot through the fetish master's nose enters the brain!
As a darkly inked fetish master slumps to the floor, the darkly lined tattoos traversing its skin lose the luminescence that had seemed to radiate from them
Dhairn takes a drink from his bright green potion.
Dhairn begins moving faster than you thought possible.
Dhairn put a squat bright green potion in his linen shroud.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +651 vs DS: +574 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +89 = +204
... and hits for 126 points of damage!
Tremendous blow crushes skull like a ripe melon.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the
Dhairn takes a drink from his bright green potion.
Dhairn begins moving faster than you thought possible.
Dhairn put a squat bright green potion in his linen shroud.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +651 vs DS: +574 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +89 = +204
... and hits for 126 points of damage!
Tremendous blow crushes skull like a ripe melon.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
A fresh smell haunts the chill air here, and underfoot, the ground is green-tinged and full of seeds. What looks to be strips of cucumber are laid out side by side, studded here and there by a sliced ring of black olive. Opaque granules the size of small apples appear to have been sprinkled over the cucumbers, and looking up finds a substance that is very pale and porous, much like bread. Though there is no crust on the odd ceiling above, it has been smeared with a white and green-flecked substance. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a fur-lined ale brown chemise, a moldy lemon cupcake, a crystal amulet, a stout rotting wood staff, a glossy black doomstone, the Draithe disk and the Dhairn disk.
Also here: Dhairn
Obvious paths: north, up, down
An ancient frostborne lich just arrived.
>peer n
You peer north and see ...
[The Rift, Scatter]
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings.
Obvious exits: south, northwest
>drag dha n
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings.
Obvious exits: south, northwest
You grab Dhairn and drag him north with you...
(Dhairn's perspective)
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a frostborne lich and the Draithe disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: south, northwest
A frostborne lich holds her open palms forward!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Out."
J>stance def
You are unable to change your stance.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see the Draithe disk and the Dhairn disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe laughs!
You lift your voice in a rallying cry, calling confidently on the power of your patron for aid in preparing Faith's Clarity.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
The divine power grants you lucid understanding of the spiritual and you become much more clearly focused.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "It's gonna be WILD IN HERE."
You gesture while calling upon the lesser spirits to aid you with the Spirit Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
Your sense of clarity fades.
An invisible force guides you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>nod
You nod.
Draithe gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Draithe gestures at you.
A wall of force surrounds you.
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a Vvrael destroyer, the Draithe disk and a Vvrael destroyer.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: south, northwest
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Oof."
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
With no room to spare, the Vvrael destroyer manages to parry the blow with his black steel maul!
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Draithe just went northwest.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "GAh."
JR>nw
...wait 1 seconds.
JR>nw
[Roll result: 139 (open d100: 74)]
A Vvrael destroyer hurls itself at you and connects!
A Vvrael destroyer pins you to the ground!
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a Vvrael destroyer and a Vvrael destroyer (kneeling).
Obvious exits: south, northwest
...wait 6 seconds.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, a Vvrael destroyer engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +380 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +8 = +118
... and hits for 1 point of damage!
A feeble blow to your left arm!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +380 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +78 = +188
... and hits for 4 points of damage!
Broken finger on your right hand!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +376 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +92 = +206
... and hits for 12 points of damage!
Blow raises a welt on your left arm.
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +376 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +89 = +203
... and hits for 18 points of damage!
Torn muscle in your right leg!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +92 = +211
... and hits for 15 points of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
A Vvrael destroyer's eyes swell with anti-mana as he readies for a mighty strike!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +83 = +197
... and hits for 11 points of damage!
Broken finger on your right hand!
Draithe just arrived.
Draithe pulls you to your feet.
Draithe is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Draithe grabs you and drags you northwest.
You can't make that dextrous of a move!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Second."
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see the Dhairn disk and the Draithe disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
A frostborne lich strides in, leaving thin layer of frost in his wake.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "You get lit up?"
J>ambush lich neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +726 vs DS: +661 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +85 = +188
... and hit for 107 points of damage!
Incredible shot clean through the throat severs the spine!
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
The guiding force leaves you.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Yes."
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Whew."
Draithe removes a gleaming lor runestaff from in his Faendryl gempouch.
As Draithe strikes at the gnarled bone phylactery with his lor runestaff, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter significantly.
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Roundtime changed to 5 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Good shot."
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially, then fades away entirely.
An ancient gnarled bone phylactery begins to crack, then crumbles completely with a pulse of crystal blue light.
Roundtime: 10 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
The brilliant, rapidly shifting aura around you shimmers and flickers briefly before fading.
Draithe searches a frostborne lich.
Draithe gathers the remaining coins.
The frosted flesh of the frostborne lich crystalizes and shatters, leaving nothing behind.
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Can't cast."
JR>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +611 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +2 = +77
A clean miss.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Not ok."
You notice that things have returned to their normal speed.
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +384 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +53 = +154
... and hits for 6 points of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
Surprisingly, the destroyer manages to effortlessly reverse his momentum and strike again!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +384 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +78 = +179
... and hits for 1 point of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
Draithe put a gleaming lor runestaff in his Faendryl gempouch.
J>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +347 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +10 = +349
... and hit for 130 points of damage!
Strike to right arm shatters elbow and severs forearm!
The Vvrael destroyer screams in agony as his right arm falls to the ground! A viscous black liquid sprays out from the open wound!
The destroyer's black steel maul falls to the ground.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
JR>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +314 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +32 = +404
... and hit for 153 points of damage!
Left arm ripped from socket at the elbow!
The Vvrael destroyer screams in agony as his left arm falls to the ground! A viscous black liquid sprays out from the open wound, splashing Draithe with caustic acid!
... 5 points of damage!
Acid splatters on Draithe's cheek leaving a bright red burn!
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
>ambush des head
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +298 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +55 = +443
... and hit for 180 points of damage!
Strike pierces temple and kills foe instantly!
The Vvrael destroyer crumples to the floor motionless.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Hmm."
You remove some acantha leaf from in your linen shroud.
Draithe gestures at you.
An invisible force guides you.
You take a bite of your acantha leaf.
You feel a little better.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
Roundtime changed to 3 seconds.
You have about 6 bites left.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "Can you fix yourself at all?"
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "The lich will stay in here right?"
You shrug.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Or we gonna go for it."
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +544 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +50 == +157
Warding failed!
... and hits for 20 points of damage!
A glistening cerebralite is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 20 points of damage!
The glistening cerebralite is stunned!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 35 points of damage!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 1 point of damage!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 7 points of damage!
The spectral fog blanketing the area slowly drifts away.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "No zealot for me."
Draithe rubs a heavy quartz orb in his hand.
A look of dawning understanding comes over Draithe.
His quartz orb suddenly disintegrates!
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +554 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +90 == +207
Warding failed!
A dull grey beam snakes out toward the glistening cerebralite!
... 80 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Precision strike cuts cleanly across upper arm, causing forearm and elbow to fall to ground.
... 42 points of damage!
Various bits of the glistening cerebralite melt away!
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +554 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +7 == +124
Warding failed!
A dull grey beam snakes out toward the glistening cerebralite!
... 37 points of damage!
... 5 points of damage!
Eyebrow and eyelashes of left eye melted off.
Trendy!
... 7 points of damage!
Various bits of the glistening cerebralite melt away!
J>rub my d ear
You rub your deathstone earrings.
Feels smooth!
1d100: 85 + Modifiers: 207 == 292
An invisible force guides you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Draithe loses his balance and falls over.
J>l
A frostborne lich hisses out an incantation, her raspy breath marking the air with hazy clouds.
[The Rift, Scatter]
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich, the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk, a glistening cerebralite (stunned) and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe (prone)
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +60 == +140
Warding failed!
... and hits for 25 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 20 points of damage!
Burst of flames to chest toasts skin nicely.
... 35 points of damage!
Horrid jolt to neck explodes vocal cords. The frostborne lich gurgles in response.
The frostborne lich is stunned!
... 35 points of damage!
Strong blow to chest!
Draithe stands up.
A frostborne lich emits heavy, crackling breaths as she wobbles dazedly.
You notice that things have returned to their normal speed.
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +34 == +114
Warding failed!
... and hits for 10 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 15 points of damage!
Minor burns to back. Looks uncomfortable.
... 20 points of damage!
Heavy spark to left leg. The frostborne lich cringes in surprise.
... 15 points of damage!
Stubs left hand finger.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
J>stance off
You remove a squat bright green potion from in your linen shroud.
You take a drink from your bright green potion. The invigorating flavor carries aspects of citrus and spice blended in an unusual but distinctive combination.
You begin to notice the world slow down around you. Strange.
You have 5 quaffs left.
J>ambush lich
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +689 vs DS: +647 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +33 = +113
... and hit for 11 points of damage!
Love tap upside the frostborne lich's head!
The guiding force leaves you.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Draithe loses his balance and falls over.
A frostborne lich strides in, leaving thin layer of frost in his wake.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich, a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe (prone)
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +456 + CvA: +25 + d100: +77 == +200
Warding failed!
... and hits for 31 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 35 points of damage!
a frostborne lich takes a breath of super-heated air and expires gasping.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
Draithe stands up.
The translucent sphere fades from around a frostborne lich.
Draithe suddenly looks drained!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Two."
A frostborne lich emits heavy, crackling breaths as she wobbles dazedly.
[The Rift, Scatter]
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +63 == +143
Warding failed!
... and hits for 28 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 15 points of damage!
Minor burns to right hand. Ouch.
... 20 points of damage!
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as she grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around her neck and collapses to the floor.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a frostborne lich (dead), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Kill phyls."
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially.
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
Draithe stands up.
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially, then fades away entirely.
An ancient gnarled bone phylactery begins to crack, then crumbles completely with a pulse of crystal blue light.
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
The cold seeps into your flesh, burrowing down into your bones. The sensation leaves your muscles feeling rigid and unresponsive.
Draithe yells, "Others in here if that is quake!"
You search the frostborne lich.
You discard the lich's useless equipment.
She carried an iron-bound tanik trunk on her!
The frosted flesh of the frostborne lich crystalizes and shatters, leaving nothing behind.
A few random shots from Draithe's log...then the lich comes out.
Starting in Draithe's perspective.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a darkly inked fetish master!
AS: +651 vs DS: +620 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +59 = +128
... and hits for 50 points of damage!
Amazing shot through the fetish master's nose enters the brain!
As a darkly inked fetish master slumps to the floor, the darkly lined tattoos traversing its skin lose the luminescence that had seemed to radiate from them
Dhairn takes a drink from his bright green potion.
Dhairn begins moving faster than you thought possible.
Dhairn put a squat bright green potion in his linen shroud.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +651 vs DS: +574 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +89 = +204
... and hits for 126 points of damage!
Tremendous blow crushes skull like a ripe melon.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the
Dhairn takes a drink from his bright green potion.
Dhairn begins moving faster than you thought possible.
Dhairn put a squat bright green potion in his linen shroud.
Dhairn thrusts with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +651 vs DS: +574 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +89 = +204
... and hits for 126 points of damage!
Tremendous blow crushes skull like a ripe melon.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
A fresh smell haunts the chill air here, and underfoot, the ground is green-tinged and full of seeds. What looks to be strips of cucumber are laid out side by side, studded here and there by a sliced ring of black olive. Opaque granules the size of small apples appear to have been sprinkled over the cucumbers, and looking up finds a substance that is very pale and porous, much like bread. Though there is no crust on the odd ceiling above, it has been smeared with a white and green-flecked substance. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a fur-lined ale brown chemise, a moldy lemon cupcake, a crystal amulet, a stout rotting wood staff, a glossy black doomstone, the Draithe disk and the Dhairn disk.
Also here: Dhairn
Obvious paths: north, up, down
An ancient frostborne lich just arrived.
>peer n
You peer north and see ...
[The Rift, Scatter]
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings.
Obvious exits: south, northwest
>drag dha n
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings.
Obvious exits: south, northwest
You grab Dhairn and drag him north with you...
(Dhairn's perspective)
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a frostborne lich and the Draithe disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: south, northwest
A frostborne lich holds her open palms forward!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Out."
J>stance def
You are unable to change your stance.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see the Draithe disk and the Dhairn disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe laughs!
You lift your voice in a rallying cry, calling confidently on the power of your patron for aid in preparing Faith's Clarity.
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
The divine power grants you lucid understanding of the spiritual and you become much more clearly focused.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "It's gonna be WILD IN HERE."
You gesture while calling upon the lesser spirits to aid you with the Spirit Strike spell...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture.
Your sense of clarity fades.
An invisible force guides you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
>nod
You nod.
Draithe gestures while calling upon the lesser spirits for aid...
Draithe gestures at you.
A wall of force surrounds you.
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a Vvrael destroyer, the Draithe disk and a Vvrael destroyer.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: south, northwest
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Oof."
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
With no room to spare, the Vvrael destroyer manages to parry the blow with his black steel maul!
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Draithe just went northwest.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "GAh."
JR>nw
...wait 1 seconds.
JR>nw
[Roll result: 139 (open d100: 74)]
A Vvrael destroyer hurls itself at you and connects!
A Vvrael destroyer pins you to the ground!
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
Crumbling stone walls that appear ready to topple at a moment's notice rise taller than a mighty oak's height in myriad directions. An old teddy bear has been impaled by a rusty dagger in the shadow of a nearby corner. The floor gleams with patches of ice, perfectly reflecting the surroundings. You also see a Vvrael destroyer, the Dhairn disk, a Vvrael destroyer and a Vvrael destroyer (kneeling).
Obvious exits: south, northwest
...wait 6 seconds.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, a Vvrael destroyer engages you in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +380 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +8 = +118
... and hits for 1 point of damage!
A feeble blow to your left arm!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +380 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +78 = +188
... and hits for 4 points of damage!
Broken finger on your right hand!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +376 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +92 = +206
... and hits for 12 points of damage!
Blow raises a welt on your left arm.
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +376 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +89 = +203
... and hits for 18 points of damage!
Torn muscle in your right leg!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +454 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +92 = +211
... and hits for 15 points of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
A Vvrael destroyer's eyes swell with anti-mana as he readies for a mighty strike!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +371 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +83 = +197
... and hits for 11 points of damage!
Broken finger on your right hand!
Draithe just arrived.
Draithe pulls you to your feet.
Draithe is trying to drag you. If you want to prevent this type "GROUP CLOSE".
Draithe grabs you and drags you northwest.
You can't make that dextrous of a move!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Second."
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see the Dhairn disk and the Draithe disk.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
A frostborne lich strides in, leaving thin layer of frost in his wake.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "You get lit up?"
J>ambush lich neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +726 vs DS: +661 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +85 = +188
... and hit for 107 points of damage!
Incredible shot clean through the throat severs the spine!
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
The guiding force leaves you.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Yes."
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Whew."
Draithe removes a gleaming lor runestaff from in his Faendryl gempouch.
As Draithe strikes at the gnarled bone phylactery with his lor runestaff, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter significantly.
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially.
Roundtime: 8 sec.
Roundtime changed to 5 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Good shot."
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially, then fades away entirely.
An ancient gnarled bone phylactery begins to crack, then crumbles completely with a pulse of crystal blue light.
Roundtime: 10 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
The brilliant, rapidly shifting aura around you shimmers and flickers briefly before fading.
Draithe searches a frostborne lich.
Draithe gathers the remaining coins.
The frosted flesh of the frostborne lich crystalizes and shatters, leaving nothing behind.
A Vvrael destroyer strides in!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Can't cast."
JR>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +611 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +2 = +77
A clean miss.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Not ok."
You notice that things have returned to their normal speed.
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +384 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +53 = +154
... and hits for 6 points of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
Surprisingly, the destroyer manages to effortlessly reverse his momentum and strike again!
A Vvrael destroyer swings a crackling black steel maul at you!
AS: +449 vs DS: +384 with AvD: +36 + d100 roll: +78 = +179
... and hits for 1 point of damage!
Jarring blow to your back.
Draithe put a gleaming lor runestaff in his Faendryl gempouch.
J>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +347 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +10 = +349
... and hit for 130 points of damage!
Strike to right arm shatters elbow and severs forearm!
The Vvrael destroyer screams in agony as his right arm falls to the ground! A viscous black liquid sprays out from the open wound!
The destroyer's black steel maul falls to the ground.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
JR>ambush des neck
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +314 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +32 = +404
... and hit for 153 points of damage!
Left arm ripped from socket at the elbow!
The Vvrael destroyer screams in agony as his left arm falls to the ground! A viscous black liquid sprays out from the open wound, splashing Draithe with caustic acid!
... 5 points of damage!
Acid splatters on Draithe's cheek leaving a bright red burn!
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
>ambush des head
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a Vvrael destroyer!
AS: +651 vs DS: +298 with AvD: +35 + d100 roll: +55 = +443
... and hit for 180 points of damage!
Strike pierces temple and kills foe instantly!
The Vvrael destroyer crumples to the floor motionless.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Hmm."
You remove some acantha leaf from in your linen shroud.
Draithe gestures at you.
An invisible force guides you.
You take a bite of your acantha leaf.
You feel a little better.
Roundtime: 5 sec.
Roundtime changed to 3 seconds.
You have about 6 bites left.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "Can you fix yourself at all?"
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe asks, "The lich will stay in here right?"
You shrug.
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Or we gonna go for it."
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +544 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +50 == +157
Warding failed!
... and hits for 20 points of damage!
A glistening cerebralite is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 20 points of damage!
The glistening cerebralite is stunned!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 35 points of damage!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 1 point of damage!
A translucent shell appears around the cerebralite, absorbing most of the blow.
... 7 points of damage!
The spectral fog blanketing the area slowly drifts away.
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "No zealot for me."
Draithe rubs a heavy quartz orb in his hand.
A look of dawning understanding comes over Draithe.
His quartz orb suddenly disintegrates!
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +554 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +90 == +207
Warding failed!
A dull grey beam snakes out toward the glistening cerebralite!
... 80 points of damage!
... 35 points of damage!
Precision strike cuts cleanly across upper arm, causing forearm and elbow to fall to ground.
... 42 points of damage!
Various bits of the glistening cerebralite melt away!
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a glistening cerebralite.
CS: +554 - TD: +462 + CvA: +25 + d100: +7 == +124
Warding failed!
A dull grey beam snakes out toward the glistening cerebralite!
... 37 points of damage!
... 5 points of damage!
Eyebrow and eyelashes of left eye melted off.
Trendy!
... 7 points of damage!
Various bits of the glistening cerebralite melt away!
J>rub my d ear
You rub your deathstone earrings.
Feels smooth!
1d100: 85 + Modifiers: 207 == 292
An invisible force guides you.
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Draithe loses his balance and falls over.
J>l
A frostborne lich hisses out an incantation, her raspy breath marking the air with hazy clouds.
[The Rift, Scatter]
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich, the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk, a glistening cerebralite (stunned) and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe (prone)
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +60 == +140
Warding failed!
... and hits for 25 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 20 points of damage!
Burst of flames to chest toasts skin nicely.
... 35 points of damage!
Horrid jolt to neck explodes vocal cords. The frostborne lich gurgles in response.
The frostborne lich is stunned!
... 35 points of damage!
Strong blow to chest!
Draithe stands up.
A frostborne lich emits heavy, crackling breaths as she wobbles dazedly.
You notice that things have returned to their normal speed.
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +34 == +114
Warding failed!
... and hits for 10 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 15 points of damage!
Minor burns to back. Looks uncomfortable.
... 20 points of damage!
Heavy spark to left leg. The frostborne lich cringes in surprise.
... 15 points of damage!
Stubs left hand finger.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
J>stance off
You remove a squat bright green potion from in your linen shroud.
You take a drink from your bright green potion. The invigorating flavor carries aspects of citrus and spice blended in an unusual but distinctive combination.
You begin to notice the world slow down around you. Strange.
You have 5 quaffs left.
J>ambush lich
You thrust with a silver-inlaid cold steel lance at a frostborne lich!
AS: +689 vs DS: +647 with AvD: +38 + d100 roll: +33 = +113
... and hit for 11 points of damage!
Love tap upside the frostborne lich's head!
The guiding force leaves you.
Roundtime: 7 sec.
Roundtime changed to 4 seconds.
The ground begins to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Draithe loses his balance and falls over.
A frostborne lich strides in, leaving thin layer of frost in his wake.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see a frostborne lich, a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe (prone)
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +456 + CvA: +25 + d100: +77 == +200
Warding failed!
... and hits for 31 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 35 points of damage!
a frostborne lich takes a breath of super-heated air and expires gasping.
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as he grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around his neck and collapses to the floor.
Draithe stands up.
The translucent sphere fades from around a frostborne lich.
Draithe suddenly looks drained!
Speaking in Dark Elven, you say, "Two."
A frostborne lich emits heavy, crackling breaths as she wobbles dazedly.
[The Rift, Scatter]
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a frostborne lich (stunned), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Draithe traces a sign that contorts in the air while he forcefully incants a dark invocation...
Draithe gestures at a frostborne lich.
CS: +554 - TD: +499 + CvA: +25 + d100: +63 == +143
Warding failed!
... and hits for 28 points of damage!
A frostborne lich is suddenly engulfed in flames of pure essence!
... 15 points of damage!
Minor burns to right hand. Ouch.
... 20 points of damage!
A sheen of ice forms a glossy rime over each of the frostborne lich's eyes as she grasps at the gnarled bone phylactery hanging around her neck and collapses to the floor.
Ripe with icicles, an assortment of wooden chairs and tables sit upon the ceiling in this disorienting dining hall. A full banquet has been set, though none of the settings or food succumb to gravity's pull. Tangled in the enormous crystal chandelier immediately ahead, a yellowed skeleton wears a macabre grin while clutching a rusty saber. You also see an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, an ancient gnarled bone phylactery, a frostborne lich (dead), a frostborne lich (dead), the Dhairn disk, the Draithe disk and a crackling black steel maul.
Also here: Draithe
Obvious exits: northeast, southeast
Speaking in Dark Elven, Draithe says, "Kill phyls."
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially.
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
Draithe stands up.
As you strike at the gnarled bone phylactery with your cold steel lance, a crystal blue barrier appears around the object to absorb the blow. The barrier appears to falter substantially, then fades away entirely.
An ancient gnarled bone phylactery begins to crack, then crumbles completely with a pulse of crystal blue light.
Roundtime: 9 sec.
Roundtime changed to 6 seconds.
The cold seeps into your flesh, burrowing down into your bones. The sensation leaves your muscles feeling rigid and unresponsive.
Draithe yells, "Others in here if that is quake!"
You search the frostborne lich.
You discard the lich's useless equipment.
She carried an iron-bound tanik trunk on her!
The frosted flesh of the frostborne lich crystalizes and shatters, leaving nothing behind.