Once in a while you just have one of those really long, bad days.
Was talking with a friend today after a death about the number of times i have died with this character alone. Realized im finnaly at 99 deaths. Figured i go ahead and make my
100th death something interesting, and in remembrance of dumb ways ive died.
This is for any noob out there who has died doing something really dumb!
Armand Armada the dunlending is tired. (Amarthatar may I sleep?)
You are totally wasted.
HP: 230/230 END: 183/230 Exp: 2979303 Avg. Stats: 100
Strength: 100 Agility: 100 Charisma: 100
Constitution: 100 Coordination: 100 Intelligence: 100
Level 20 wizard, 103d 19h 9m 10s old.
skills
Common Skills:
Aim : 100 Attack : 100 Awareness : 100
Defense : 100 Dodge : 100 Fire building : 90
Intuition : 100 Riding : 90
Professional Skills: Other Skills:
6th sense : 100 Blocking : 55
Concentration : 100 Locksmith : 43
Control magic : 100 Deception : 55
Resist magic : 100 Stealth : 33
HP:230 EP:183> hands
You have two hands.
HP:230 EP:230> i
You are holding a magnificent engraved longsword (wielded)
You are holding Armand's Blue Flame staff (in hands)
You have no free hands.
Gold: 0 (rough) Encumbrance: lightly encumbered
You are carrying the following on your person:
*A leather scout ruck (open) (worn).
*A keyring containing 8 keys (worn).
*A crystal (worn).
*A bloodstained cloak (worn).
*A simple sheepskin sheath containing a magnificent engraved longsword (worn).
*A staff sling containing a strange runed staff (worn).
*A crystalline shield (worn).
*A beautiful set of mithril mail (worn).
Aldrius' STOP DYING drum.
*A book of poetry.
*An ornate and huge, albeit empty briar pipe.
Darmot's Immortality horn.
A finely-crafted hurdy-gurdy.
*A heavy gold ring.
*The Guildmaster's Handbook.
*A spellbook.
Xsi's FrEaK pipe.
*A large, empty dragonclaw pipe.
*An engraved gold ring, inlaid with four blue fire opals.
Fangorn's Tree Lover circlet.
Logan's Dwarf-friend flute.
*An engraved mithril ring, inlaid with four sapphires.
HP:230 EP:183> l
You cling to a stone watchtower. Before now, you did not know that
your fingers were capable of gripping sheer surfaces. And it is a LONG
way down! You glance down for just a second, and your head spins with
sudden vertigo. You look back up at the window at the top of the watch-
tower. It seems like heaven. Unfortunately, there is only the sheer
wall of this watchtower to cling to. The surface is just too smooth for
you to go up...down seems your only option...aside from the suicidal
choice of jumping.
You are about 450 feet above the ground.
The only obvious exit is down.
Xsi Necris the dunlending Fallen Paladin
HP:230 EP:230> s ready
You say in Westron: ready
HP:230 EP:230> Party say from Xsi: what's the syntax?
s not sure what syntax is
You say in Westron: not sure what syntax is
HP:230 EP:230> Party say from Xsi: jump?
s ill tyr jump
You say in Westron: ill tyr jump
HP:230 EP:230> jump
Feeling truly mad, you push yourself off of the tower!
You fall, fall, fall, fall. The ground's coming up fast!
Still, you're quite a distance from that.
HP:230 EP:230> You glance at the ground, about 419 feet left...
You glance at the ground, about 357 feet left...
You glance at the ground, about 264 feet left...
You glance at the ground, about 140 feet left...
l
You fall, fall, fall, fall. The ground's coming up fast!
Still, you're quite a distance from that.
HP:230 EP:230> WHAMMM!! You smash into the ground going at approximately
155 feet per second! How ever you judged that you don't know, but you do
know that right now, you are in excruciating pain!
You're fall is partialy broken as you fell directly ontop of an orc!
You're in the midst of a swarm of orcs, almost all of whom are too
busy yelling at Dale to notice you. Some orcs throw ropes up to the
top of the wall, hoping to climb over, but fortunately their ropes slip
on the smooth stone wall and let their burden come crashing to the
ground. Other orcs are clawing at the gate, some are setting fires
around the gate in an orcish tradition of some sort. The Easterlings
are generally running around and killing people with glee. They
don't seem to be paying attention to the gate, just all the blood
around it.
The sky is black and the stars shine down brightly.
The sky is brilliantly clear.
The only obvious exits are east, southeast, southwest, south and
west.
A wild orc, his eyes filled with bloodlust
Your party has been disbanded.
You have died.
You have a strange feeling.
You can see your own lifeless body from above.
Someone has died. <------- Fastest way to kill an NPC = KAMAKZI