| ///Krisstian fun! ///Logged by PoPan ///April 4, 2003 ///I do say.. the Po was drunk that day.. gotta have fun with a drunk guy! Pan was... 11 or 12 when this happened.. and in the clerics at the time.. newbie!! This is my first log! Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH The blood disappears into the ground. ///Okay there was a full buffer or more of RAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH's right here You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: Raah? You tell Krisstian: FEAR MY FALCON WARRIOR DUDE! ///I spammed about 15-10 of these back to him Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: iiiiiiiisds that a aatai? The blood disappears into the ground. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: iiiiisds that a naw. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: your not allowed to talk to me! SHAME ON YOU! Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: sssssshut up koooooooooon The blood disappears into the ground. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: huitzipussy. Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: you ddddddddiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee The blood disappears into the ground. Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: bbbbbbbitch The blood disappears into the ground. ptell krisstian My falcon warrior dude wont let me die. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: My falcon warrior dude wont let me die. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: and I am no bitch! You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: How many stumbling people you got to come talk to me. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: what.. you run outta mana? or pass out? Suddenly you hear some horrible cries. Someone stumbles in. His chest is torn open and you see his heart beating. Blood spills out of the garish wound and forms a little pool on the ground. As you look into the pool you see some words appearing: This is a message by Krisstian: die The blood disappears into the ground. You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: Or died? You hum a mystic melody to your deity. > You tell Krisstian: Or used all your mana on that tell! ///Later on.. You say in xyllic: kriss was selling me tells > Dossis speaks quietly in xyllic: he was? You nod. You say in xyllic: he called me a bitch. ///Such a tattletale ;), anywho I ran off and did some things, talked to some people etc, back and forth reading through I have no idea how she ran everywhere anywho... > > > You are too tired to walk in that direction. Maybe you carry too much or you walk too fast. Better take a rest. You sit down to rest a while. You wear the winged helmet on your head. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are exhausted. > Krisstian dances in. ///Oh no! Krisstian is bleeding. Krisstian attacks you! You sit up and clamber to your feet. Krisstian hurts your right leg with his spear. Your wounds start to bleed. You have been poisoned! Krisstian tickles your torso with his spear. You aim at elf with your right hand, but he parries. You hit the right arm of Krisstian with your left hand, but Krisstian's armour absorbs all the damage. You are bleeding! You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. You shudder. Krisstian tickles your left arm with the blunt side of his spear. Krisstian grazes your right arm with the blunt side of his spear. Eeks! Oh my gosh! > Krisstian hums a mystic melody. You aim at elf with your right hand, but he parries. As you hit the cone of Krisstian with your weapon it leaves a deep red spot on the surface which quickly dissolves. You hit the torso of Krisstian with your left hand, but Krisstian's armour absorbs all the damage. Krisstian looks at you. You groan painfully. > Krisstian hits you with a lightning. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM* You wield the idol of Rokoon in your right hand. > Krisstian looks at you. Krisstian tickles your left leg with the blunt side of his spear. Krisstian grazes your torso with the blunt side of his spear. You are bleeding! Krisstian looks at you. Krisstian hums a mystic melody. You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. <Priests of Rokoon> Pan: HELP! > Your wounds stopped bleeding. <Priests of Rokoon> Jermain: where? Krisstian hits you with a lightning. *BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM* You shudder. You chant a prayer to Rokoon. > You feel that Jermain is mentally searching you. Do you want to help him by concentrating on Jermain? Arg, you can't concentrate anymore. Krisstian tickles your abdomen with the blunt side of his spear. Krisstian hits your abdomen with his spear, but your armour absorbs the damage. You hit the torso of Krisstian with your left hand, but Krisstian's armour absorbs all the damage. You hit the left leg of Krisstian with your idol, but Krisstian's armour absorbs all the damage. <Priests of Rokoon> Pan: by the market northwest > <Priests of Rokoon> Jermain: concentrate back ///OK! You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. You shudder. Krisstian tickles your left arm with the blunt side of his spear. You become unconscious. You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. But you are unconscious. ///But I am unconsious... > You wake up. Krisstian skips out entering the forest to the north. <Priests of Rokoon> Jermain: concentrate on me You feel that Jermain is mentally searching you. Do you want to help him by concentrating on Jermain? Ok, you establish the link. > You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. <Priests of Rokoon> Pan: They left.. Just stunned me. > You feel Jermain reaching through you. Suddenly some winds gather into a shimmering whirlwind. You establish a portal. You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. You feel so much more tired, you wish you were dead. You cough noisily. Cover your mouth when you do that! The lonely trill of a falcon echos around the forest from far above your head. Straton steps out of a whirlwind portal. Straton draws a black tschekal from his large scabbard. Straton wields a black tschekal in his right hand and left hand. Amberlight steps out of a whirlwind portal. Zenntor steps out of a whirlwind portal. You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. You cough noisily. Cover your mouth when you do that! Zenntor growls. Straton unwields a black tschekal. Straton sheathes a black tschekal in his scabbard. Amberlight growls. You feel so much mental fatigue, you wish you were dead. You feel more tired. Amberlight sings in xyllic: se and w human tracks You feel more tired. Zenntor looks at you. You are physically at deaths door and mentally slightly degraded. You are extremely exhausted. > Amberlight looks at you. You feel much better. Amberlight growls. Jermain steps out of a whirlwind portal. A disc hovers in. > Jermain looks at you. Amberlight shakes her head. Jermain says in xyllic: who was it? Jermain hums a mystic melody. Zenntor says in xyllic: heal her quick You say in xyllic: Krisstian > Amberlight unwields a glowing bastardsword. Amberlight sheathes a glowing bastardsword in her scabbard. You are cured by Jermain. Jermain hums a mystic melody. Jermain looks at you. Zenntor looks at you. Prizzal steps out of a whirlwind portal. Amberlight spits on the ground. You are cured by Jermain. Jermain hums a mystic melody. Prizzal seems to be slightly unaware of his surroundings for a moment. Jermain looks at you. You are physically barely alive and mentally slightly degraded. You are extremely exhausted. Zenntor twitches. ///Twitch a little more? You chant a prayer to Rokoon. > You are cured by Jermain. Jermain hums a mystic melody. Jermain looks at you. Prizzal's fingers move around, tracing magical patterns. Prizzal looks at you. You cure yourself. > Jermain closes his eyes, rises his dragon mace towards the sky and suddenly the air around him seem to flows into the dragon mace. You are cured by Jermain. You chant a prayer to Rokoon. > Jermain looks at you. Prizzal traces a rune of earth into the air. It flares up briefly, then a translucent mass of earth arises and surrounds him. But you aren't wounded, no need to cure yourself. Prizzal sings in xyllic: what happened? Jermain says in xyllic: pan, you can't sit in the marketplace here Prizzal seems to concentrate hard and moves his hands in a specific pattern. The runic staff of Prizzal is suddenly engulfed by glittering sparks. Prizzal traces his hand over the runic staff, enveloping it in a faint green glow. Jermain says in xyllic: krisstian attacked her Prizzal looks at you. You say in xyllic: I was too tired. > Jermain sighs deeply. The whirlwind portal vanishes. Amberlight sighs deeply. You say in xyllic: I was taking a rest. You say in xyllic: I wasnt at the marketplace.. > Jermain offers you a diamond ring. You accept a diamond ring from Jermain. Jermain says in xyllic: devote it, and you'll feel better ///took out pray spam Jermain looks at you. You are a young black-haired female human, presenting yourself as: Pan, female human. Peering into her face, she looks as though she isnt quite a teenager yet. Her long black hair flows past her shoulders and down her back. Her eyes are very dark, and look almost black. You have scars on your nose, left hand, right hand and left cheek. Something is carved in your forehead. ///That cockbiting fucktard! You are short and normal for a human. You look like the image of perfection. You are in good shape. You are extremely weary. You are wielding an idol of Rokoon. You are wearing an amber necklace, a golden ring, an ivory scalemail, a medium backpack, a pair of green elven boots, a scabbard belt (with a cutlass and a falconsword sheathed inside), a silver ring, a small herbbag, a wide leather bandolier, a winged helmet and a yellow ornamented cleric's robe. ///Fear my newbieness... |