Something a little different to the norm. Warning: Heavy sense of 'IC', no colour.
After recieving numerous instances of correspondence from a mysterious dwarf who claimed to
be some sort of scholar. Although, he reeked of elves to me. After replying in kind, I sought
out solitude. My travels had me in the north east, at Laketown, and so I decided to venture
into the Great mountain nearby. Many a journey into its depths had I made before, and many
secrets had I uncovered. In my favourite place of repose, however, I came face to face with
the one who had claimed the falsehood of my leige.. and we spoke more.
north
As you walk north, you leave the room in a colourless twilight.
The warm glow of your crystal illuminates the next room.
A chapel(e, sw, ne, s, d, n, nw, se and w)
Dorf Grimhammer the dwarf Thunderer (Rumbling)
Dorf gets a small green vial from a dwarven mining pack.
Your crystal has attracted a bunch of moths.
Dorf opens a small green vial.
extinguish crystal
You see more than one crystal. Using the first of the following:
on your person: a crystal (glowing) (worn)
on your person: a crystal (glowing) (worn)
You hold the crystal away from your body, and the glow dies.
The brightness in Dorf's eyes dissipates.
Dorf drinks from a small green vial.
Dorf staggers a little as he views the world in its full beauty.
Dorf puts a small green vial (empty) into a dwarven mining pack.
l
You are standing in a rectangular room with a beautiful, dome-shaped
ceiling. All around you are mighty pillars, aligned with the square
walls, that reach to the ceiling. In the center of the room you see a
dais, on which an anvil-shaped altar rests. You notice that some of the
pillars form elaborately sculpted arches that lead to other rooms.
The only obvious exits are east, southwest, northeast, south, down,
north, northwest, southeast and west.
A swarm of moths
Dorf Grimhammer the dwarf Thunderer (Rumbling)
<=-HP: 230 EP: 230-=>
Pale blue smoke rises craftily from Dorf's pipe.
A tall, imposing figure stands before you, clad in a jet black cowled cloak.
The sun gleams occasionally off a suit of bright mail that clinks as he walks,
but the most frightening thing about this warrior is the steel mask that he wears,
hiding his features. Long raven hair waves across it, lending him an aura of
mystery as well as fear in battle, his hard eyes glinting from the eyeholes of
the shining monstrosity that lies on his face. Sword drawn, he grips it in both
hands, pointing it at the sky, and touches the hilt to his chest, a silent
challenge to the worthy... or the foolish.
The mask bears several notches, and is inlaid with blue gems where it has been grazed.
You look like a very influential person indeed.
You have a tattoo of a panther on your shoulder.
Gold: 70 Encumbrance: lightly encumbered
You are carrying the following on your person:
*A mixed potion (in hands).
*A vial of vigour (in hands).
*A small vial labeled 'Aule'.
*A small vial labeled 'Manwe'.
*A small vial labeled 'Morgoth'.
*A pair of spiked gauntlets (worn) (wielded).
*A bloodstained cloak (worn).
*A crystal (worn).
*A crystal (glowing) (worn).
*A pair of mail pants (worn).
*A dwarven deathmask (worn).
*A finely-shaped pearl carapace (worn).
*A crystalline shield (worn).
*A stunning gold ring (worn).
*A set of moonstone runes.
*A large, empty dragonclaw pipe.
*The Guildmaster's Handbook.
*Blood of an Eldar swirls in a pentacle (worn).
*A commemorative token from the Event-2006.
*The 8th Two Towers EVENT! badge.
*The 7th Two Towers EVENT! badge.
*Tevildo's tribute, a shining blue harp.
*A metal necklace (worn).
*An ornate and huge, albeit empty briar pipe.
*A leather archer's quiver [0 arrows] (worn).
*A spellbook.
Dorf continues muttering in Khuzdul, scanning the pages before him.
A swarm of moths is irritatingly close to you.
You emote: Dalkar wanders in, his strides slow and measured. Cloaked as
usual, he makes immediately for the altar but stops short.
Dorf mutters in Khuzdul: Praise be ... the Father ...
Pale blue smoke rises craftily from Dorf's pipe.
You emote: Dalkar tilts his head and tips his mask upwards. "Who are you,
Khazad?"
Dorf spins around. "You! What business do you have here, Dalkar
Ecthelon?"
You emote: Dalkar glares. "You know my name?"
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: You have the pleasure of
addressing Dorf Grimhammer.
Pale blue smoke rises craftily from Dorf's pipe.
Dorf bows to you low amidst a pleasant tinkling of Dwarf-wrought silver.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I'm aware of many things, least
not being the face you pride yourself in hiding.
Dorf looks at A swarm of moths.
You emote: Dalkar smiles one of those slow, evil grins. "Ah, Dorf
Grimhammer.. finally we meet."
Dorf tilts his head.
You say in Westron: Your pen is mighty indeed, I will say.
Pale blue smoke rises craftily from Dorf's pipe.
You emote: Dalkar snorts and looks around. "Perhaps I have misjudged you
though, since you are in this place.. is it for the tomes or the gold
that you have come hither?"
Dorf tugs his beard and looks at Dalkar appraisingly. "My thanks
for the compliment. Have you given thought to my words?"
Dorf growls.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I've come here to pay respects to
my ancestors. As a Dwarf, I have a right to enter the tombs of my
forefathers.
Dorf glares at you accusingly. "What right have you?"
Dorf swats at the moths in vented irritation.
You emote: Dalkar walks to the altar, casually flipping the page of a
tome. "Respects to your ancestors, aye. Perhaps I have come for the
same.. then again, perhaps I seek the knowledge hidden in these
caverns."
l
You are standing in a rectangular room with a beautiful, dome-shaped
ceiling. All around you are mighty pillars, aligned with the square
walls, that reach to the ceiling. In the center of the room you see a
dais, on which an anvil-shaped altar rests. You notice that some of the
pillars form elaborately sculpted arches that lead to other rooms.
The only obvious exits are east, southwest, northeast, south, down,
north, northwest, southeast and west.
A swarm of moths
Dorf Grimhammer the dwarf Thunderer (Rumbling)
Dorf snorts. "If psalms to the Forger you seek, you've found them.
You'll find little else here but an unwelcoming spirit, Son of
Numenor."
You emote: Dalkar grins slightly, nodding. "Aye, there is never a great
welcome for one who does not belong." he shrugs, walking to the side
of the chapel. "But this place is a refuge. Too few know the secret
of the gate."
You say in Westron: I did not think I would be disturbed.
speak khuzdul
You set your default language to khuzdul.
Dorf chuckles grimly. "Too few? Too many, it seems."
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: It does seem we share on thing in
common, then.
You say in Khuzdul: Perhaps more, for I know more secrets of your kin than
you would guess.
Dorf smiles and says: Bah!
You say in Khuzdul: For instance, your script and your tongue, which you
covet so much.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Defile it not, human. Worse
before you have, it appears, to sell it to the highest bidder.
Dorf scowls darkly. "Dark times, indeed."
speak sindarin
You set your default language to sindarin.
You emote: Dalkar chuckles, smiling grimly. "Threaten not as you did on
parchment, Dorf. I am not a material being, I do not come here to
plunder."
You emote: Dalkar smirks, and reaches into his cloak.
Dorf whips his steel waraxe from his axe belt with red fire in his eyes!
Dorf wields a mighty steel waraxe.
You emote: Dalkar pulls out a little vial, dropping it at your feet.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Watch your hands, Ecthelon.
Dorf glances down at the vial.
You say in Sindarin: I have more knowledge and power than you can hope to
ever overcome.
drop aule
Ok.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: And this is?
Dorf looks at a small vial labeled 'Aule'.
You say in Sindarin: It is the power of your maker. In a form usable to
men and dwarf alike.
You say in Sindarin: And I despise it, I do not need his skill with stone.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I've no need to overcome
anything, Ecthelon. I am in the house of my fathers in the mountain
of my fathers. You do not belong here.
Dorf looks at you.
You say in Sindarin: You know too little of me, Dorf. I am a scholar, get
an explorer as well. You spoke of Durin's bane.. I have seen proof
that it is vanquished.
You say in Sindarin: I have walked the peaks where he and Mithrandir
fought.
Dorf arcs a shaggy eyebrow.
You say in Sindarin: You can NOT tell me where I belong, Dwarf!
Dorf snorts in amusement.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I beg to differ. You may believe
you have claim to the hearts and minds of Men, or even the "golden
shores" you covet so much. But no claim here, in the Mountain.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I advise you leave. If you truly
have a scholarly interest, I can arrange for an escort at a later
time.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: You've disturbed ME in my
meditations, and I wish to return to them. Leave here.
You say in Sindarin: The mountain.. aye, I do not wish to claim it from
the ones that inhabit it. Yet. I am content for now to divine what I
will from the secrets buried here, but I come when I want, and leave
when I want.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You say in Sindarin: Perhaps it is you who should leave, Dwarf.
You laugh.
You say in Sindarin: You will not?
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Your arrogance is even more
apparent in person, it seems.
Dorf spits on the ground derisively.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Your last warning.
You emote: Dalkar smirks. "Arrogance? Nay. I do not act below myself.. and
I take orders from none but Amarthatar."
x
Do: starting commands.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 230-=>
Ok.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 230-=>
silver-quartz ring : You feel as though you are better able to concentrate on your battle tactics.
You wear a shimmering silver-quartz ring.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 229-=>
Ok.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 229-=>
Do: Commands completed.
Dorf wears a shimmering silver-quartz ring.
Dorf wears a silver-hatch ring.
l dorf
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You gaze uneasily on the compact figure standing before you.
Although enshrouded and cowled in a black cloak, this Dwarf is obviously
armed to the teeth and physically prepared for anything short of a lack
of ale. The glint of bronze and mithril flashes where slashes have been
cut by the blades of now-dead opponents; light reflects off the polished
flat of the waraxe at his belt and the spikes bedecking his short sabre's
worn basket-hilt. You only hope that it isn't your blood that this Dwarf
will be scrubbing dutifully from his blades and armour.
Behind one slit in his imperious bronze deathmask, what appears to be
a polished and finely-cut ruby set in black hide glitters coldly.
His skin has been transformed into bark.
An air of dreaded majesty radiates around Dorf.
This person has the air of a scholar.
Dorf has the look of a seasoned adventurer.
You see a tattoo of two axes on his neck.
Dorf has been solemnly blessed by Elves.
Dorf is a General in the army of Gondor
with 121 wins and 2 losses.
He is carrying:
A crystal rod.
A silver-hatch ring (worn).
A shimmering silver-quartz ring (worn).
A mighty steel waraxe (wielded).
An eye patch (worn).
A magnificent bronze deathmask (worn).
A fabulous mithril-shod shield (worn).
Blacksmith gloves (worn).
A pair of jewelled boots (worn).
A beautiful ithildin amulet (worn).
A dwarven axe belt (worn).
A dwarven mining pack (worn).
A long black cowled cloak (worn).
A finely-shaped pearl carapace (worn).
A pair of mail pants (worn).
A keyring containing 5 keys (worn).
A round bodhran.
A fiddle case (closed).
An engraved mithril ring, inlaid with four rough-cut rubies (worn).
An engraved steel ring, inlaid with a glowing elfstone (worn).
A shimmering silver ring (worn).
A stunning gold ring (worn).
A carved war-horn.
A translucent black gem.
A pipe belt [3 pipes, 6 pipe-weed] (worn).
A songbook containing the songs of Dorf.
The Tale of Beren and Luthien.
An ancient, well-preserved book.
A small armband worn by those instructed in battlefield first-aid.
Dorf's spellbook.
Rank insignia.
A medal (worn).
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: As you will have it, then.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets ground pepper from a long black cowled cloak.
You are blinded as Dorf flings pepper dust at you! ARGH, it hurts!
You are attacked by Dorf!
Someone puts ground pepper into a long black cowled cloak.
Someone gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You sneeze.
Someone starts to mutter something in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he turns his
single eye on his target and snarls, "Fatar-lapat!"
Someone starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Someone Someone Someone Someone ------
Someone starts casting a spell.
You are too busy to make an attack!
headbutt
You are too busy to make an attack!
You use your blind fighting skill to headbutt!
You shout out a battlecry as your forehead demolishes someone's nose.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 191-=>
You sneeze.
Someone growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Someone starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Someone Someone Someone Someone ------
Someone starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with someone.
You swing, but miss someone.
You sneeze.
drink morgoth
The black liquid sticks in your throat as you swallow it. Within
moments you feel a great wrath come upon you, and you know that
your enemies would quail before you.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 190-=>
You hit someone with an upper-cut.
headbutt
Your neck still hurts from the last headbutt.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 191-=>
headbutt
Someone hits you with a fireball!
You fail to connect with someone.
You use your blind fighting skill to headbutt!
You shout out a battlecry as your forehead demolishes someone's nose.
<=-HP: 196 EP: 156-=>
You sneeze.
You finally regain vision, but your eyes are still blurry.
You notice Dorf sizing you up.
Dorf misses you.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
cackle
You throw your head back and cackle with glee.
<=-HP: 196 EP: 155-=>
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
headbutt
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
Disregarding your own personal safety, you smash your head into Dorf!
<=-HP: 196 EP: 120-=>
Dorf spins around and sends the axe flying at you, causing great damage.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a silver flask from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a silver flask.
Dorf drinks from a silver flask.
Dorf closes a silver flask.
Dorf puts a silver flask into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf misses you.
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a silver flask from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a silver flask.
Dorf drinks from a silver flask.
Dorf closes a silver flask.
Dorf puts a silver flask into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf misses you.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You focus the magic of your ring into your battle strategy!
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You say in Sindarin: Run, Dwarf.
<=-HP: 185 EP: 119-=>
headbutt
You quickly thrust your forehead into the bridge of Dorf's nose.
<=-HP: 185 EP: 84-=>
Dorf rakes the axe's sharp edge against you lightly.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
focus aim
Dorf gets a silver flask from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a silver flask.
Dorf drinks from a silver flask.
Dorf closes a silver flask.
Dorf puts a silver flask into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You start focusing on your aim skill.
<=-HP: 184 EP: 83-=>
Dorf rips deep into your torso, twisting, then pulling the axe back out.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
Dorf misses you.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You say in Sindarin: While you still may.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
Dorf misses you.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf drinks some liquid from a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf closes a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf puts a mysterious amber vial into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf misses you.
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
<=-HP: 181 EP: 82-=>
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
Dorf misses you.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
Dorf spins around and sends the axe flying at you, causing great damage.
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
Dorf hisses violently.
Dorf spins around and sends the axe flying at you, causing great damage.
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
Dorf lets loose with an ear-piercing battle cry - Tarokh khazid, zadakh
zhu Khazad-dûm!
Dorf misses you.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You say in Sindarin: Do not try to fight me.
<=-HP: 158 EP: 81-=>
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
headbutt
You quickly thrust your forehead into the bridge of Dorf's nose.
<=-HP: 158 EP: 45-=>
Dorf misses you.
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
Dorf falls to the ground.
Feeling merciful towards your victim, you cease attacking, letting Dorf
fall to the floor, unconscious.
Dorf removes a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf drops a crystal rod, a mighty steel waraxe and all his gold!
You snort in amusement.
<=-HP: 159 EP: 45-=>
Dorf regains consciousness.
You relax your breathing and focus on matters ahead.
Dorf shakes his head groggily.
You say in Sindarin: Khazad.. reputed for strength, but so weak.
put ring in cloak
You remove a shimmering silver-quartz ring.
Ok.
skills
Common Skills:
Aim : 110 Attack : 190 Awareness : 99
Defense : 94 Dodge : 95 Fire building : 9
Intuition : 13 Riding : 78
Professional Skills: Other Skills:
Blind fighting : 99 6th sense : 33
Blocking : 100 Resist magic : 54
Combat arms : 100 Wilderness : 38
Tactics : 105
Dorf looks at you.
You chuckle.
You say in Sindarin: Are you done with your unwise rage, Dorf?
Dorf gets a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf wields a mighty steel waraxe.
You notice Dorf sizing you up.
You say in Sindarin: Or must I impress upon thee more of Amarthatar's
hand?
You throw your head back and cackle with glee.
l
You are standing in a rectangular room with a beautiful, dome-shaped
ceiling. All around you are mighty pillars, aligned with the square
walls, that reach to the ceiling. In the center of the room you see a
dais, on which an anvil-shaped altar rests. You notice that some of the
pillars form elaborately sculpted arches that lead to other rooms.
The only obvious exits are east, southwest, northeast, south, down,
north, northwest, southeast and west.
A crystal rod
A small vial labeled 'Aule'
A swarm of moths
Dorf Grimhammer the dwarf Thunderer (Rumbling)
Dorf howls and lets loose a fearsome warcry!
Dorf swallows the red vial, and gags mightily.
Dorf starts to mutter something in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he turns his
single eye on his target and snarls, "Fatar-lapat!"
You laugh.
<=-HP: 164 EP: 47-=>
Dorf gets a crystal rod.
-> Dorf starts to mutter something in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he turns his
single eye on his target and snarls, "Fatar-lapat!"
You are attacked by Dorf!
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
<=-HP: 164 EP: 47-=>
Dorf falls to the ground.
Feeling merciful towards your victim, you cease attacking, letting Dorf
fall to the floor, unconscious.
Dorf removes a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf drops a crystal rod, a mighty steel waraxe and a small green vial
(empty) from a dwarven mining pack!
Dorf regains consciousness.
Dorf gets a mighty steel waraxe into a dwarven axe belt.
You say in Sindarin: No, you cannot beat a true prophet.
Dorf gets a crystal rod.
You say in Sindarin: For his bloodlust is unquenched, and powered by one
greater than any.
Dorf spits, "Prophet! Prophet of Nothing. Prophet of your own Doom,
fool."
You stop focusing on your skills.
You emote: Dalkar laughs, the shrill sound echoing around the stone walls.
"Do not push your luck."
You say in Sindarin: Amarthatar has willed your mercy, so that you may
enlighten other fools of his might.
drink potion
You see more than one potion. Using the first of the following:
on your person: a mixed potion (in hands)
on your person: a vial of vigour (in hands)
You put your lips to the potion and gulp it all down.
You feel more aware of the tactics of battle.
headbutt dorf
You attack Dorf.
You shout out a battlecry as your forehead demolishes Dorf's nose.
<=-HP: 190 EP: 38-=>
Dorf falls to the ground.
Feeling merciful towards your victim, you cease attacking, letting Dorf
fall to the floor, unconscious.
Dorf drops a crystal rod and a fabulous mithril-shod shield!
Suddenly you have a massive headache.
You say in Sindarin: Such is his power.
<=-HP: 190 EP: 38-=>
Dorf regains consciousness.
drop manwe
Ok.
<=-HP: 190 EP: 38-=>
Dorf wears a fabulous mithril-shod shield.
You say in Sindarin: Take those gifts.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Do not think this will be
forgotten, Dalkar Ecthelon.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: You and yours cannot last.
You say in Sindarin: That was the intention, for it not to escape memory.
But aye, men are not immortal.
You say in Sindarin: They will be, before the end.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: When Sauron falls, you shall see
your folly more clearly, perhaps, but then it shall be too late and
you shall fall with the master you claim to despise.
Dorf gets a silver flask from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a silver flask.
Dorf drinks from a silver flask.
Dorf closes a silver flask.
Dorf puts a silver flask into a long black cowled cloak.
You laugh.
<=-HP: 193 EP: 41-=>
Dorf gets a silver flask from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a silver flask.
Dorf drinks from a silver flask.
Dorf drops a silver flask (empty).
A swarm of moths is irritatingly close to you.
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf closes a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf puts a mysterious amber vial into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf closes a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf puts a mysterious amber vial into a long black cowled cloak.
You say in Sindarin: Do you still think so?
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf closes a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf puts a mysterious amber vial into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod.
Dorf whips his steel waraxe from his axe belt with a threatening swing!
Dorf wields a mighty steel waraxe.
You say in Sindarin: You are highly mistaken in your findings, then.
Your headache clears up.
You smirk in amusement.
i
Gold: 70 Encumbrance: lightly encumbered
You are carrying the following on your person:
*A vial of vigour (in hands).
*A pair of spiked gauntlets (worn) (wielded).
*A bloodstained cloak (worn).
*A crystal (worn).
*A crystal (glowing) (worn).
*A pair of mail pants (worn).
*A dwarven deathmask (worn).
*A finely-shaped pearl carapace (worn).
*A crystalline shield (worn).
*A stunning gold ring (worn).
*A set of moonstone runes.
*A large, empty dragonclaw pipe.
*The Guildmaster's Handbook.
*Blood of an Eldar swirls in a pentacle (worn).
*A commemorative token from the Event-2006.
*The 8th Two Towers EVENT! badge.
*The 7th Two Towers EVENT! badge.
*Tevildo's tribute, a shining blue harp.
*A metal necklace (worn).
*An ornate and huge, albeit empty briar pipe.
*A leather archer's quiver [0 arrows] (worn).
*A spellbook.
i cloak
Gold: 70 Encumbrance: lightly encumbered
You dig around in your bloodstained cloak and find:
Your bloodstained cloak is almost empty.
*A shimmering silver-quartz ring.
*A silver flask.
*Ground pepper.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Arrogance. It felled Pharazon,
and will not stop at that fool's downfall.
You say in Sindarin: You do not understand. He gained immortality through
his quest!
You say in Sindarin: And thus he was wise.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: Greatly wise, to rot in his cell
until the end of time.
Dorf snorts in amusement.
You say in Sindarin: For the ends were achieved, were they not?
You say in Sindarin: Nay, the day of the Aina Amarth is nigh.
Dorf laughs a hearty belly laugh.
You say in Sindarin: And then will he once again march.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: March to a second doom? He
continues his folly and arrogance, then, as his flock does.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf drinks some liquid from a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf closes a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf puts a mysterious amber vial into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You say in Sindarin: This time, the doom is on his side, as is victory.
Dorf puts a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf gets a mysterious amber vial from a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf opens a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf drinks some liquid from a mysterious amber vial.
Dorf drops a mysterious amber vial (empty).
Dorf gets a crystal rod from a long black cowled cloak.
You say in Sindarin: The Golden Thralls will fall.
You say in Sindarin: You know this in your heart.
skills
Common Skills:
Aim : 100 Attack : 195 Awareness : 99
Defense : 99 Dodge : 100 Fire building : 9
Intuition : 13 Riding : 78
Professional Skills: Other Skills:
Blind fighting : 99 6th sense : 33
Blocking : 100 Resist magic : 54
Combat arms : 100 Wilderness : 38
Tactics : 140
Dorf starts to mutter something arcane in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he
twirls his rod with a flash of electricity, points it at his target,
and snarls, "Burch-zigil!"
You are attacked by Dorf!
Dorf's fingers start to spark!
<<---=( Dorf IS CASTING LIGHTNING! )=--->>
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You pummel Dorf with a flurry of blows.
-> Dorf starts to mutter something arcane in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he
twirls his rod with a flash of electricity, points it at his target,
and snarls, "Burch-zigil!"
Dorf's fingers start to spark!
<<---=( Dorf IS CASTING LIGHTNING! )=--->>
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You laugh.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
headbutt
You shout out a battlecry as your forehead demolishes Dorf's nose.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
Dorf misses you.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
Dorf starts to mutter something in Khuzdul. Suddenly, he turns his
single eye on his target and snarls, "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
<<---=( Dorf STARTS CASTING A SPELL!! )=--->>
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
do unnock arrow,put flask in quiver,get flask from cloak,get flask from pack,open flask,3drink flask,close flask,drop empty flask,put flask in cloak,put flask in pack,nock arrow
Do: starting commands.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
What?
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
Put what into what?
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
Ok.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
There is no pack here.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
You open a silver flask.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
The miruvor is cool and sweet.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
The miruvor is cool and sweet.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
The miruvor is cool and sweet.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
You see more than one flask. Using the first of the following:
on your person: a silver flask (in hands)
on the ground : a silver flask (empty)
You close a silver flask.
Drop what?
Ok.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
There is no pack here.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
What?
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
Do: Commands completed.
<=-HP: 205 EP: 18-=>
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
Dorf lifts the axe high, hacking at you with a menacing smile.
You hit Dorf with an upper-cut.
You chuckle.
<=-HP: 186 EP: 19-=>
Dorf rips deep into your torso, twisting, then pulling the axe back out.
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
A feeling of rejuvenation comes over you.
A feeling of rejuvenation comes over you.
A feeling of rejuvenation comes over you.
Dorf grunts.
Dorf misses you.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You say in Sindarin: it is folly.
<=-HP: 230 EP: 150-=>
You hit Dorf with an upper-cut.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
Dorf hits you with a fireball!
You smash Dorf with a powerful blow.
-> Dorf growls and speaks the word "Fatar-lapat!"
Dorf starts casting fireball at you!
------ Fireball alert! Counter : Dorf Dorf Dorf Dorf ------
Dorf starts casting a spell.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You fail to connect with Dorf.
You knock Dorf back with a solid punch.
You say in Sindarin: Your magicks are nothing.
<=-HP: 160 EP: 151-=>
Dorf falls to the ground.
Feeling merciful towards your victim, you cease attacking, letting Dorf
fall to the floor, unconscious.
Dorf removes a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf drops a crystal rod and a mighty steel waraxe!
get rod
Ok.
Dorf regains consciousness.
l rod
This is a crystal rod of immense beauty! It is about three feet long
and is as clear as glass. You think there may be writing on it, but if so
it is so intricate that your eyes cannot fully make it out. It seems the
rod has an inner power waiting to be unleashed.
Dorf gets a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf wields a mighty steel waraxe.
Dorf glares stonily into space.
You say in Sindarin: An interesting tool.
You throw a rod at Dorf.
<=-HP: 162 EP: 146-=>
You say in Sindarin: But it aids you not.
Dorf gets a crystal rod into a long black cowled cloak.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: You are not immortal yet, Dalkar
Ecthelon. Be wary, lest some greater than I find your presence here
equally disturbing.
You say in Sindarin: I consider this encounter over, Khazad. You may stay
here, and inscribe these events in the tomes found here, if there is
space.
You laugh.
You say in Sindarin: Someone greater, indeed.
You say in Sindarin: There is none greater than He who directs me.
l
You are standing in a rectangular room with a beautiful, dome-shaped
ceiling. All around you are mighty pillars, aligned with the square
walls, that reach to the ceiling. In the center of the room you see a
dais, on which an anvil-shaped altar rests. You notice that some of the
pillars form elaborately sculpted arches that lead to other rooms.
The only obvious exits are east, southwest, northeast, south, down,
north, northwest, southeast and west.
A mysterious amber vial (empty)
A silver flask (empty)
A small vial labeled 'Manwe'
A small green vial (empty)
A swarm of moths
Dorf Grimhammer the dwarf Thunderer (Rumbling)
skills
Common Skills:
Aim : 100 Attack : 100 Awareness : 99
Defense : 99 Dodge : 100 Fire building : 9
Intuition : 13 Riding : 78
Professional Skills: Other Skills:
Blind fighting : 99 6th sense : 33
Blocking : 100 Resist magic : 54
Combat arms : 100 Wilderness : 38
Tactics : 105
<=-HP: 168 EP: 152-=>
l dorf
You gaze uneasily on the compact figure standing before you.
Although enshrouded and cowled in a black cloak, this Dwarf is obviously
armed to the teeth and physically prepared for anything short of a lack
of ale. The glint of bronze and mithril flashes where slashes have been
cut by the blades of now-dead opponents; light reflects off the polished
flat of the waraxe at his belt and the spikes bedecking his short sabre's
worn basket-hilt. You only hope that it isn't your blood that this Dwarf
will be scrubbing dutifully from his blades and armour.
Behind one slit in his imperious bronze deathmask, what appears to be
a polished and finely-cut ruby set in black hide glitters coldly.
An air of dreaded majesty radiates around Dorf.
This person has the air of a scholar.
Dorf has the look of a seasoned adventurer.
You see a tattoo of two axes on his neck.
Dorf has been solemnly blessed by Elves.
Dorf is a General in the army of Gondor
with 121 wins and 2 losses.
He is carrying:
A mighty steel waraxe (wielded).
A fabulous mithril-shod shield (worn).
A silver-hatch ring (worn).
A shimmering silver-quartz ring (worn).
An eye patch (worn).
A magnificent bronze deathmask (worn).
Blacksmith gloves (worn).
A pair of jewelled boots (worn).
A beautiful ithildin amulet (worn).
A dwarven axe belt (worn).
A dwarven mining pack (worn).
A long black cowled cloak (worn).
A finely-shaped pearl carapace (worn).
A pair of mail pants (worn).
A keyring containing 5 keys (worn).
A round bodhran.
A fiddle case (closed).
An engraved mithril ring, inlaid with four rough-cut rubies (worn).
An engraved steel ring, inlaid with a glowing elfstone (worn).
A shimmering silver ring (worn).
A stunning gold ring (worn).
A carved war-horn.
A translucent black gem.
A pipe belt [3 pipes, 6 pipe-weed] (worn).
A songbook containing the songs of Dorf.
The Tale of Beren and Luthien.
An ancient, well-preserved book.
A small armband worn by those instructed in battlefield first-aid.
Dorf's spellbook.
Rank insignia.
A medal (worn).
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: I will await, and inscribe the
events concerning the fall of your cult and the victory of Mahal and
his brethren against another foolish mortal uprising.
You say in Sindarin: Then your inscriptions are false.
You say in Sindarin: For that is not the doom of Arda.
Dorf says with a brogue in Sindarin: We shall see.
You say in Sindarin: Indeed we shall.
A swarm of moths flies around like stealthy thieves.
Dorf gathers himself coldly, and turns with a swirl of his cloak to
leave.
Dorf leaves south.
l
You are standing in a rectangular room with a beautiful, dome-shaped
ceiling. All around you are mighty pillars, aligned with the square
walls, that reach to the ceiling. In the center of the room you see a
dais, on which an anvil-shaped altar rests. You notice that some of the
pillars form elaborately sculpted arches that lead to other rooms.
The only obvious exits are east, southwest, northeast, south, down,
north, northwest, southeast and west.
A mysterious amber vial (empty)
A silver flask (empty)
A small vial labeled 'Manwe'
A small green vial (empty)
A swarm of moths
get manwe
Ok.
Dorf tells you: *You hear a voice echoing down the hall:* "And keep your
bloody 'gifts,' you'll need them more than I in the future."