DUELS!
Draccor turns toward Midgar and renders a sharp hand salute.
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Draccor darkly asks, "Whos counting?"
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Midgar asks, "We doing a count?"
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Warclaidh says, "5."
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Warclaidh says, "4."
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Warclaidh says, "3."
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Warclaidh says, "2."
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Warclaidh says, "1."
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Warclaidh says, "Go."
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A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Midgar's hand!
Draccor is revealed from hiding!
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Midgar comes out of hiding.
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as he slumps to the ground.
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Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
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Draccor looks around for a moment before sighing disappointedly.
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Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as his body goes limp on the ground.
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Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
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Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as his body goes limp on the ground.
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Midgar put a sharp-bladed fan in his formal jacket.
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Warclaidh brings the tips of the talons on one hand together, and a chain of green lightning erupts from their apex!
The raw energy fades as it arcs toward its target, then magical energies ripple as the bolt of lightning strikes Midgar squarely in his chest and vanishes!
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Midgar removes a feras tiger-claw from in his formal jacket.
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Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
[Roll result: 1 (open d100: 13)]
Midgar delivers quick punch to Draccor's lower back! Draccor barely seems to notice.
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Warclaidh asks, "Wow did you just symbol of sleep him?"
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The voice of Draccor darkly says, "He did."
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Loki says, "Sure did."
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Warclaidh laughs!
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Draccor comes out of hiding.
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Draccor removes an enruned metal short sword from in his weapon harness.
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Draccor raises his metal short sword in triumph!
Mystical energies race across the surface of the sword.
The ground around you seems to shake violently, making it hard to stand.
Angelfire loses her balance and falls over.
Midgar is forced from hiding!
Midgar loses his balance and falls over.
Arasleaf loses his balance and falls over.
Warclaidh loses his balance and falls over.
You lose your balance and fall over.
Roundtime: 15 sec.
Suddenly, the ground seems steadier.
PR>
A swarm of spiders scatters into the folds of Arasleaf's spidersilk cloak.
PR>
Warclaidh says, "Thats low."
PR>
Draccor comes out of hiding.
Draccor put an enruned metal short sword in his weapon harness.
PR>
Warclaidh stands up.
PR>
Draccor removes a kroderine cestus from in his weapon harness.
PR>
Draccor just punched Midgar.
PR>
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as he slumps to the ground.
PR>
Midgar stands up.
PR>
Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
[Roll result: 112 (open d100: 29)]
Midgar delivers a quick punch to Draccor's lower back!
...1 damage!
Draccor is stunned!
** As the blow lands, the feras tiger-claw unleashes a severe smiting of lightning! **
Draccor manages to bring up his mithglin buckler in time to deflect the elements harmlessly away from himself!
P>
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as his body goes limp on the ground.
P>
Arasleaf and his group seem to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
P>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him and his group.
P>
Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
[Roll result: 165 (open d100: 71)]
Midgar delivers a solid punch to Draccor's lower back with his tiger-claw!
...5 damage!
** As the blow lands, the feras tiger-claw unleashes a severe smiting of lightning! **
Draccor manages to bring up his mithglin buckler in time to deflect the elements harmlessly away from himself!
P>
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Draccor.
Draccor's eyes roll up into his head as his body goes limp on the ground.
P>
Draccor is awakened by Midgar's attack!
[Roll result: 177 (open d100: 83)]
Midgar delivers a solid punch to Draccor's lower back with his tiger-claw!
...10 damage!
Draccor is stunned!
** As the blow lands, the feras tiger-claw unleashes a severe smiting of lightning! **
... 50 points of damage!
Powerful blast reduces Draccor to a smoldering pile of ash!
* Draccor drops dead at your feet!
The bright luminescence fades from around Draccor.
Draccor becomes solid again.
The dim aura fades from around Draccor.
Draccor begins to breathe less deeply.
The deep blue glow leaves Draccor.
Deep blue motes swirl away from Draccor and fade.
The light blue glow leaves Draccor.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Draccor.
The powerful look leaves Draccor.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Draccor.
Draccor seems a bit less imposing.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Draccor suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
* Draccor was just vaporized!
P>
A glowing shell of ethereal energy surrounds Arasleaf's silvery zelnorn chainmail then fades away.
P>
Midgar says, "Told you it wouldn't be pretty."
P>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
Warclaidh gestures.
An invisible force guides Warclaidh.
P>
Warclaidh clenches the haft of his battle axe, causing the coraesine relic bound to haft to take on a white-grey aura.
P>
The ghostly voice of Draccor darkly says, "Eh."
P>
Warclaidh asks, "You ready mid?"
P>
The ghostly voice of Draccor darkly says, "It was a good fight."
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
Warclaidh gestures.
As Warclaidh issues the last syllable of his spell, an indigo nimbus formulates before him and settles into his skin.
P>
The shimmering aura fades from around Warclaidh.
P>
The faint blue glow fades from around Warclaidh's hands.
P>
A shimmering aura surrounds Warclaidh.
P>
A faint blue glow surrounds Warclaidh's hands.
P>
Midgar says, "One moment."
P>
Midgar says, "Should wait a sec for stamina."
P>
Warclaidh says, "I thought symbol of sleep was a nono for duels."
P>
The ghostly voice of Draccor darkly says, "No rules in duels."
P>
Warclaidh says, "Then people would symbol of sleep each other all day."
P>
Midgar says, "I don't duel with rules."
P>
The ghostly voice of Draccor darkly says, "Well you can both agree on not using it."
P>
Midgar says, "You better use every tool you have to beat me."
P>
The ghostly voice of Draccor darkly says, "Or no rules it is."
P>
The mirror images surrounding Arasleaf undulate and grow stronger.
Arasleaf renews his songs.
P>
Arasleaf and his group seem to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
P>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him and his group.
P>
Warclaidh says, "Hard to beat rogues autohiding with uac."
P>
Warclaidh glances around, looking a bit less confident.
P>
Midgar says, "Any rule is just trying to handicap me."
P>
Warclaidh says, "Uac has no defense, its "magical"."
P>
Warclaidh seems to lose some internal strength.
P>
The guiding force leaves Warclaidh.
P>
Draccor's body decays into compost.
P>
Midgar says, "I'm ready, by the way."
P>
Warclaidh says, "Go."
P>
Midgar takes a slow deep breath and appears rejuvenated.
P>
Midgar asks, "You want me to start?"
P>
Warclaidh says, "Umm sure."
P>
Midgar asks, "Or have a count?"
P>
Warclaidh says, "5 seconds from now, just start."
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
Warclaidh gestures.
Nothing happens.
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
Warclaidh gestures.
Nothing happens.
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
Warclaidh gestures.
A wall of force surrounds Warclaidh.
P>
Warclaidh looks less calm and refreshed than a moment ago.
[Roll result: 62 (open d100: 20)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
P>
[Roll result: 57 (open d100: 15)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
P>
Arasleaf and his group seem to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
P>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him and his group.
P>
[Roll result: 82 (open d100: 20)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
P>
[Roll result: 79 (open d100: 17)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
P>
[Roll result: 81 (open d100: 44)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
P>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
P>
Warclaidh gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Warclaidh. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe his skin, he unleashes the radiance before him and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Angelfire!
CS: +437 - TD: +156 + CvA: +12 + d100: +74 - -5 == +372
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Angelfire's skin for 10 damage!
... 50 points of damage!
Muscle and bone blasted to pieces by searing wave of energy!
She is stunned!
... 5 points of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Angelfire.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Loki!
CS: +437 - TD: +329 + CvA: +14 + d100: +67 == +189
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Loki's skin for 10 damage!
Loki's skin hardens for a moment and softens the attack!
... 20 points of damage!
Plasma encircles Loki's neck causing skin to shrivel and bleed!
He is stunned!
... 5 points of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Loki.
The radiant burst of light engulfs you!
CS: +437 - TD: +28 + CvA: +25 + d100: +73 - +5 == +502
Warding failed!
The bright light sears your skin for 10 damage!
... 60 points of damage!
Muscle and bone blasted to pieces by searing wave of energy!
You are stunned for 12 rounds!
Immediately, you instinctively shut your eyes in a futile attempt to escape the blinding light; it is so bright that even through your eyelids you feel a burning pain in your eyes!
You are partially blinded!
... 5 points of damage!
Flash burns to your eye momentarily blind you.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Clown!
CS: +437 - TD: +262 + CvA: +6 + d100: +53 - +5 == +229
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Clown's skin for 10 damage!
... 21 points of damage!
Muscle blasted away from Clown's arm exposing scorched bone!
He is stunned!
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Clown.
!SP>
[Roll result: 80 (open d100: 38)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
!SP>
[Roll result: 67 (open d100: 25)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
!SP>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
!SP>
Warclaidh gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Warclaidh. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe his skin, he unleashes the radiance before him and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Angelfire!
CS: +437 - TD: +156 + CvA: +12 + d100: +27 - -5 == +325
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Angelfire's skin for 10 damage!
... 40 points of damage!
Angelfire's arm shatters and explodes from a tremendous surge of plasma!
Angelfire is already blinded.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Loki!
CS: +437 - TD: +329 + CvA: +14 + d100: +76 == +198
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Loki's skin for 10 damage!
... 25 points of damage!
Crackling blue plasma roasts a smoking hole in Loki's neck!
* Loki drops dead at your feet!
The layer of raw elemental energy surrounding Loki dissipates.
Loki no longer bristles with energy.
Loki seems a bit less imposing.
Loki appears somehow different.
Loki just arrived. Wait, wasn't he here already?
Loki becomes solid again.
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Loki.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Loki.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Loki suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Loki.
Loki glances around, looking a bit less confident.
The bright luminescence fades from around Loki.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Loki.
The radiant burst of light engulfs you!
CS: +437 - TD: +28 + CvA: +25 + d100: +93 - +5 == +522
Warding failed!
The bright light sears your skin for 10 damage!
... 65 points of damage!
Muscle and bone blasted to pieces by searing wave of energy!
It seems you have died, my friend. Although you cannot do anything, you are keenly aware of what is going on around you...
You realize that you have no outstanding favors which Lorminstra owes you, and without having accomplished a deed for Her, your soul is in danger of vanishing from the land forever!
...departing in 13 mins...
The radiant burst of light engulfs Clown!
CS: +437 - TD: +262 + CvA: +6 + d100: +27 - +5 == +203
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Clown's skin for 10 damage!
... 16 points of damage!
Clown's fingers burn and explode leaving blackened stumps!
Clown is already blinded.
DEAD>
[Roll result: -41 (open d100: -83)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh but fails to connect with its attack!
DEAD>
The red Loki disk disintegrates, dropping everything on the ground.
DEAD>
[Roll result: 80 (open d100: 38)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Damn rogues."
DEAD>
[Roll result: 86 (open d100: 44)]
A shadowy figure springs from hiding upon Warclaidh and attempts to slit his throat with a feras tiger-claw!
Warclaidh manages to fend off the shadowy figure's attack!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
DEAD>
Clown steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
DEAD>
Angelfire steadies herself as she recovers from her blindness.
DEAD>
The voice of Midgar says, "Geez."
DEAD>
The spirit of Loki mutters, complaining bitterly about his state of affairs.
DEAD>
YOU HAVE BEEN IDLE TOO LONG. PLEASE RESPOND.
DEAD>
[keepalive]>look
[Upper Dragonsclaw, Boulder]
The crest of the towering boulder affords a good view of the surrounding countryside. To the north, you see the dense forests of the Lower Dragonsclaw. Looking northeast, the verdant grasslands sprawl down towards the coast. Gazing southward at the slopes, in the distance you see the snow-covered summits of the Dragonsclaw mountain range, shrouded in perpetual mist. You also see the Warclaidh disk and a rock cairn.
Also here: a stunned Angelfire who is lying down, Arasleaf who is lying down, Death Knight Warclaidh, the body of Loki who is lying down, a stunned Great Lord Clown who is lying down
Obvious paths: down
DEAD>
[keepalive: TIMESTAMP #6: 2019-11-07 10:19:32 -0500]
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Warclaidh gestures.
Nothing happens.
DEAD>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Warclaidh gestures.
A brilliant white ball of light quickly forms before Warclaidh. When the ball glows so brightly that it begins to singe his skin, he unleashes the radiance before him and it instantaneously spreads throughout the entire area!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Angelfire!
CS: +482 - TD: +156 + CvA: +12 + d100: +48 - -5 == +391
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Angelfire's skin for 10 damage!
... 50 points of damage!
Angelfire's eye bubbles and bursts along with most of the head!
* Angelfire drops dead at your feet!
The radiant burst of light engulfs Arasleaf!
CS: +482 - TD: +383 + CvA: -6 + d100: +85 - -5 == +183
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Arasleaf's skin for 10 damage!
... 1 point of damage!
Plasma strike to neck constricts throat causing Arasleaf to choke.
He is stunned!
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Arasleaf.
The radiant burst of light engulfs Clown!
CS: +482 - TD: +262 + CvA: +6 + d100: +10 - +5 == +231
Warding failed!
The bright light sears Clown's skin for 10 damage!
... 8 points of damage!
Precise burst of energy causes Clown's neck to blacken and peel.
He is stunned!
... 1 point of damage!
Flash burns to eye momentarily blind Clown.
DEAD>
The tension in Warclaidh's skin eases and you notice that his complexion returns to normal.
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Where you at."
DEAD>
Draccor just arrived.
DEAD>
Draccor slings a blackened mithglin buckler off from over his shoulder.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail.
Nothing happens.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown appears unable to focus his sight, causing his spell to fail.
Nothing happens.
DEAD>
Warclaidh rubs his glowbark bark.
A knobby layer of bark swiftly forms on Warclaidh.
DEAD>
Clown steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
DEAD>
Arasleaf steadies himself as he recovers from his blindness.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's neck looks better.
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Umm."
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left eye looks better.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's right eye looks better.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left hand looks better.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left arm looks better.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's neck looks better.
The scar on Clown's neck glows faintly white before fading altogether.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
The voice of Midgar says, "Sorry, stamina."
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left eye looks better.
The scar on Clown's left eye glows faintly white before fading altogether.
DEAD>
You hear someone chuckling.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's right eye looks better.
The scar on Clown's right eye glows faintly white before fading altogether.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left hand looks better.
DEAD>
You hear someone laugh.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left arm looks better.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left hand looks better.
DEAD>
Midgar comes out of hiding.
Midgar put a feras tiger-claw in his formal jacket.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left arm looks better.
DEAD>
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Midgar's hand!
Warclaidh is revealed from hiding!
DEAD>
Warclaidh seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
Nothing happens.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
Midgar comes out of hiding.
Midgar put a sharp-bladed fan in his formal jacket.
DEAD>
The knobby layer of bark on Warclaidh creaks and twists briefly before disintegrating.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left hand looks better.
DEAD>
Warclaidh looks around for a moment before sighing disappointedly.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown's left arm looks better.
DEAD>
Warclaidh exclaims, "I cant hide!"
DEAD>
A shadowy figure leaps from hiding to attack!
The figure attempts to jab Warclaidh!
UAF: 728 vs UDF: 959 = 0.759 * MM: 62 + d100: 27 = 74
A close miss!
The figure quickly disappears from view.
DEAD>
Tiny colorful twinkling motes gather in the palm of Clown's hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Clown concentrates.
Clown looks a lot better.
DEAD>
Loki's body decays into compost.
DEAD>
Midgar comes out of hiding.
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Warclaidh.
Warclaidh's eyes roll up into his head as he slumps to the ground.
DEAD>
Warclaidh is startled awake!
A shadowy figure leaps from hiding to attack!
The figure attempts to jab Warclaidh!
UAF: 728 vs UDF: 959 = 0.759 * MM: 68 + d100: 83 = 134
... and hit for 4 points of damage!
Double jab to upper and lower back momentarily unbalances him.
The figure quickly disappears from view.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Midgar comes out of hiding.
Midgar put a feras tiger-claw in his formal jacket.
DEAD>
Midgar draws a glowing pattern in the air before Warclaidh.
Warclaidh's eyes roll up into his head as his body goes limp on the ground.
DEAD>
Warclaidh awakens startled.
Midgar leaps from hiding to strike!
Midgar attempts to punch Warclaidh!
UAF: 728 vs UDF: 1054 = 0.690 * MM: 93 + d100: 78 = 142
... and hit for 30 points of damage!
Strong downward swing staggers foe and dents skull!
He is stunned!
Warclaidh seems at a loss for words!
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
Warclaidh beseeches his deity for some divine assistance.
DEAD>
A white glow rushes away from Warclaidh.
DEAD>
A subtle light fades from Warclaidh's eyes.
DEAD>
Warclaidh seems slightly different.
DEAD>
Midgar leaps from hiding to strike!
Midgar attempts to punch Warclaidh!
UAF: 728 vs UDF: 791 = 0.920 * MM: 93 + d100: 13 = 98
A close miss!
DEAD>
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +787 vs DS: +751 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +71 = +157
... and hits for 14 points of damage!
Blade slashes across Midgar's face!
Nice nose job.
He is stunned!
** Warclaidh's battle axe unleashes a blast of psychic energy! **
Midgar recoils in shock!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +713 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +55 = +169
... and hits for 14 points of damage!
Slash to Midgar's chest!
That heart's not broken, it's only scratched.
DEAD>
Midgar convulses in horrified agony!
... 32 points of damage!
DEAD>
Warclaidh looks determined and focused.
In an awe inspiring display of combat mastery, Warclaidh engages Midgar in a furious dance macabre, spiralling into a blur of strikes and ripostes!
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +699 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +63 = +191
... and hits for 14 points of damage!
Slash to Midgar's shield arm!
Shears off a thin layer of skin!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
Unable to focus clearly, Midgar blindly blocks the attack!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +695 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +29 = +161
... and hits for 14 points of damage!
Downward slash across Midgar's left thigh!
Gouges bone!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
Nearly insensible, Midgar desperately blocks the attack with his buckler!
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
Stupefied, Midgar blocks the attack by blind luck!
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +655 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +56 = +228
... and hits for 21 points of damage!
Feint to the left as Midgar dodges that way!
Deep gouges left in back.
** Warclaidh's battle axe unleashes a blast of psychic energy! **
Midgar recoils in shock!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
Unable to focus clearly, Midgar blindly blocks the attack!
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +642 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +87 = +272
... and hits for 32 points of damage!
Diagonal slash leaves a bloody trail across Midgar's torso.
** The coraesine relic on Warclaidh's battle axe flares up with a blazing white-grey aura! Vicious winds curl around him in a spiraling vortex, increasing his momentum as he lets loose a lightning-quick strike! **
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
An imperial black scale-etched breastplate lined with fine spidersilk partially deflects the onslaught of the slashing attack.
AS: +777 vs DS: +642 with AvD: +50 + d100 roll: +8 = +193
... and hits for 21 points of damage!
Hard slash to belly severs a few nerve endings.
Warclaidh swings a shoddy battle axe at Midgar!
Reeling and staggering, Midgar barely blocks the attack with his small buckler!
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems slightly different.
DEAD>
Midgar convulses in horrified agony!
... 26 points of damage!
* Midgar drops dead at your feet!
The deep blue glow leaves Midgar.
The glowing specks of energy surrounding Midgar suddenly shoot off in all directions, then quickly fade away.
The light blue glow leaves Midgar.
A shadow seems to detach itself from Midgar's body, swiftly dissipating into the air.
Midgar appears less secure.
A white glow rushes away from Midgar.
The brilliant luminescence fades from around Midgar.
Midgar seems to lose an aura of confidence.
Midgar returns to normal color.
Midgar appears somehow different.
A series of hazel lines suddenly appears on Midgar's face, quickly racing towards the center of his forehead before detaching and dissipating in the air.
A silver light faintly flickers around Midgar, then fades.
A subtle light fades from Midgar's eyes.
The very powerful look leaves Midgar.
The white light leaves Midgar.
A faint silvery glow fades from around Midgar.
The dully illuminated mantle protecting Midgar begins to falter, then completely fades away.
Midgar seems slightly different.
The air about Midgar stops shimmering.
Midgar appears less battle-ready as a soft glow dissipates from around his form.
The tingling sensation and sense of security leaves Midgar.
The warm glow fades from around Midgar.
The bright luminescence fades from around Midgar.
Midgar's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
The dim aura fades from around Midgar.
The opalescent aura fades from around Midgar.
Midgar becomes solid again.
Midgar seems a bit less imposing.
Midgar seems to lose some dexterity.
The silvery luminescence fades from around Midgar.
The powerful look leaves Midgar.
Midgar glances around, looking a bit less confident.
DEAD>
The shimmering multicolored sphere fades from around Warclaidh.
DEAD>
Warclaidh appears somehow different.
DEAD>
Warclaidh is no longer protected by the shimmering field of energy.
DEAD>
Clown laughs!
DEAD>
The ghostly voice of Midgar says, "Nice job. I should have stuck with cutthroat."
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Thats impressive armor."
DEAD>
The ghostly voice of Midgar says, "Missed like 500 times."
DEAD>
Draccor darkly says, "Yeah."
DEAD>
The ghostly voice of Midgar says, "You got very lucky."
DEAD>
Draccor darkly says, "Armor im familiar with."
DEAD>
Draccor chuckles.
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Umm."
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Okay."
DEAD>
A soft pulse of electric indigo light surrounds Arasleaf's silvery zelnorn chainmail.
DEAD>
The ghostly voice of Midgar says, "I should have been patient."
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "You sat in hiding for 5 minutes also."
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "That doesnt seem like a duel."
DEAD>
Draccor darkly says, "It is."
DEAD>
Midgar's posture relaxes briefly.
DEAD>
The ghostly voice of Midgar says, "Yeah, used all my stamina missing so many cutthroats."
DEAD>
Midgar gives a ghostly chuckle.
DEAD>
Warclaidh says, "Going to have to scour the lands for an item that doesnt let people hide."
DEAD>
Warclaidh taps his dwarf empath tattoo and the dwarf stills, becoming simply an art rendering on his skin.
DEAD>
Warclaidh taps his dwarf empath tattoo and the inked art blooms with life, stretching and looking around.
DEAD>
The sound of a hacking cough emits from Warclaidh's golvern-weave satchel.
DEAD>
Draccor darkly says, "You almost had him tho, you shoulda punched him in the head more."
DEAD>
Clown says, "You needed an open roll to hit him with that cut throat."
DEAD>
Clown says, "Just saying."
DEAD>
Suddenly you have the strangest feeling that you are being watched.
The feeling fades as quickly as it came.
DEAD>
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DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
A small glossy black spider on Draccor crawls over to his nose.
DEAD>
Draccor darkly says, "Damnit someont gimme spirit."
DEAD>
Draccor chuckles.
DEAD>
The faint blue glow fades from around Warclaidh's hands.
DEAD>
The shimmering aura fades from around Warclaidh.
DEAD>
A shimmering aura surrounds Warclaidh.
DEAD>
A faint blue glow surrounds Warclaidh's hands.
DEAD>
With straightened posture and a firm chin, Warclaidh presents himself to Midgar with a short, courteous bow.
DEAD>
With straightened posture and a firm chin, Warclaidh presents himself to Draccor with a short, courteous bow.
DEAD>
Warclaidh brushes his fingers over the surface of his gold-inked band.
DEAD>
Warclaidh places his hand on his gold-inked band.
DEAD>
Warclaidh stands up.
DEAD>
Death Knight Warclaidh just went down.
DEAD>
Suddenly, Warclaidh appears in the room, his hand resting on his gold-inked band.
DEAD>
Warclaidh places his hand on his gold-inked band.
Suddenly, he vanishes!
DEAD>
Draccor snorts!
DEAD>
The warm glow fades from around Arasleaf.
DEAD>
A small opaque spider on Arasleaf crawls over to his left forearm.
DEAD>
Draccor darkly asks, "You all need help then?"
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
For no apparent reason, Draccor winces.
DEAD>
Arasleaf's movements no longer appear to be influenced by a divine power as the spiritual force fades from around his arms.
DEAD>
Arasleaf appears less battle-ready as a soft glow dissipates from around his form.
DEAD>
Suddenly, Warclaidh appears in the room, his hand resting on his gold-inked band.
DEAD>
Warclaidh reaches down and tenderly cradles Midgar's lifeless hand in his.
DEAD>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Warclaidh gestures at Midgar.
Nothing happens.
DEAD>
A swirling cloud of shadow forms around Warclaidh's right hand as he prepares a spell...
DEAD>
Warclaidh gestures at Midgar.
As Warclaidh begins his forceful incantation a silvery grey mist begins to seep from his eyes and clings, damply, to his skin. Controlled movements bring the mist under his control, and it begins to take shape as an indigo eel with silvery-grey eyes. Once fully formed, Warclaidh thrusts the anguillid at his lifeless body, and you watch as it swims in a sinuous dance over his skin for several moments. With a final twisting movement, the eel latches onto its own tail and sinks into his skin with a clammy wetness.
Midgar stands taller, as if bolstered with a sense of confidence.
His body is surrounded by a dim dancing aura.
DEAD>
Draccor gazes up into the heavens.
DEAD>
Warclaidh exclaims, "I GIVE YOU LIFE!"
DEAD>
Warclaidh places his hand on his gold-inked band.
Suddenly, he vanishes!
DEAD>
The mirror images surrounding Arasleaf undulate and grow stronger.
Arasleaf renews his songs.
DEAD>
Draccor glances at Angelfire.
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
Draccor darkly asks, "So?"
DEAD>
Angelfire's body decays into compost.
DEAD>
A gentle breeze causes the last of the fog to dissipate.
DEAD>
The area becomes brighter.
DEAD>
Arasleaf seems to slow down and become a bit less nimble.
DEAD>
Arasleaf raises his voice in rhythmic song, commanding the aid of the elements.
Arasleaf skillfully begins to weave another verse into his harmony.
As Arasleaf sings, a squall of wind briefly swirls about him.
DEAD>
The world before you dissolves into a grainy montage of color...
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