Nickums le Funk slowly closes his fist. A small blue light darts into the area and zips around Nickums le Funk. Noda stands up. Noda moves aggressively towards the whitish cloud! Mordred stares intently into space for a bit. Noda moves aggressively towards the whitish cloud! Noda is going to get this cloud sometime. Noda meditates. Noda dies suddenly. Nickums le Funk says: lets go make some tea Noda nodnods. Mordred asks: OK, we ready then? Mordred grins. Mordred opens the southwest door. Mordred, Demonseed the Mad and the whitish cloud leave southwest. Mordred closes the southwest door. Noda opens the southwest door. Noda stands up. Noda leaves southwest. Noda closes the southwest door. Nickums le Funk says: yup You open the southwest door. You stand up. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is one obvious exit: northeast A whitish cloud is floating in the air here and noda, Demonseed the Mad, Mordred and Ethel Applebaum are standing here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a tin ladle, a set of black silk bikini underwear, an antique black dress, a pair of hard leather boots, a black witch's cloak and a pair of black fishnet stockings are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. You close the northeast door. Nickums le Funk opens the northeast door. Nickums le Funk and a small blue light arrive from the northeast. Nickums le Funk closes the northeast door. You follow Mordred. Nickums le Funk follows Mordred. [wizards] Fortesque wisps: ok then, anyone on with chanting significantly higher than 327 bonus? :) Demonseed the Mad puts the medium sized amber bottle in a pocket in the stylish black bag. Noda asks: is there any reason Ethel has to be here? Mordred empties the medium sized black bottle. Demonseed the Mad gets a medium sized yellow bottle from a rubbish basket. Ochrion Nightrise opens the northeast door. Ochrion Nightrise arrives from the northeast. Ochrion Nightrise closes the northeast door. [wizards] Ristic wisps: nope Ethel Applebaum asks: Hello, dearie! What's the matter? [wizards] Ristic wisps: 300 do? [wizards] Fortesque wisps: erm, no :) Mordred stares intently into space for a bit. [wizards] Ristic wisps: cant help ye then :P Mordred says: I wouldn't try to kill her :P Nickums le Funk says: can we bury all the stuff [wizards] Fortesque wisps: thanks anyways :) Ethel Applebaum is slightly tougher than you. Mordred tidies up the place, clearing away a pair of black fishnet stockings, a black witch's cloak, a pair of hard leather boots, an antique black dress, a set of black silk bikini underwear and a tin ladle. [wizards] noda wisps: 315 :( Nickums le Funk says: shes equal with me so thats not that tough Noda says: she's magical tho. Mordred says: Ah, but she is a witch :P Noda says: but I'm sure a bunch of wizards could kill her pretty quickly:) [wizards] Fortesque wisps: Vygotsk is already on the way, thanks :) Nickums le Funk says: good point Ethel Applebaum says: Well that's good to hear darlin' now run along i have work to do. This is an old crone that lives in Scrogden fixing all the ailments of the villagers. She smiles at you, showing you her toothless gums as she sits here as she does every day making cures for anything you name, as she has the best curing results for any witch on the disc. Her warts seem to have taken control of her nose and chin which move of their own accord. She is in good shape. She is standing. You can't help but notice twenty warts upon her face. Holding : a tin ladle (right hand). Wearing : a pair of hard leather boots, a black witch's cloak and a pair of black fishnet stockings. Carrying: a smelly seed. Nickums le Funk smiles. Noda asks: after all, who's stronger, witches or wizards? Noda says: who's with me? :) Nickums le Funk says: perfect timing Ochrion Nightrise says: hi, ethel Noda puts the lightable torch and the carrot in a pocket in the black backpack. [wizards] vygotsk wisps: *flexes* Noda puts the jar of screaming mandrake roots and the crystal ball in a pocket in the black backpack. Nickums le Funk says: we are Noda gets three cured human right eyes from a pocket in a black backpack. Noda grins. Noda says: let's pragi her then :) Noda gets a bronze helm from a pocket in a black backpack. Noda wears a bronze helm. Noda removes a bronze helm. Noda puts the bronze helm in a pocket in the black backpack. Wibble opens the northeast door. Wibble arrives from the northeast. Wibble closes the northeast door. Noda lazily closes his hand into a ball. Noda pokes his tongue out at the world. Noda struggles to hold his hands closed, his muscles standing out with the strain, as red sparks fly from inside his hand. Ethel Applebaum asks: So, what's the problem? Noda releases the eye he was holding. It hovers above his hand. Wibble bows to Ochrion Nightrise, a small blue light, Nickums le Funk, noda, a whitish cloud, Demonseed the Mad, Mordred, Ethel Applebaum and you. The eye ignites and a small ball of fire forms above noda's hand. Noda moves his hand and the ball of fire zooms out from him to sweep past you with a blinding light and a great quantity of heat. The fire fails to harm Wibble, Ochrion Nightrise, Nickums le Funk, Demonseed the Mad, Mordred and you. The fire melts Ethel Applebaum. The fire vaporises the whitish cloud. The fire dies away. Ethel Applebaum moves aggressively towards noda! Ethel Applebaum hits noda. Noda's magical shielding absorbs all of the blow. The Tsortean metal shield floating around noda swoops in and blocks Ethel Applebaum's tin ladle. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at noda. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum seems to have lost the edge in the staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum giggles. Noda lazily closes his hand into a ball. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at noda. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum seems to have lost the edge in the staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum giggles. Noda pokes his tongue out at the world. Noda struggles to hold his hands closed, his muscles standing out with the strain, as red sparks fly from inside his hand. Noda releases the eye he was holding. It hovers above his hand. The eye ignites and a small ball of fire forms above noda's hand. Ochrion Nightrise studies Ethel Applebaum. Noda moves his hand and the ball of fire zooms out from him to sweep past you with a blinding light and a great quantity of heat. The fire fails to harm Wibble, Ochrion Nightrise, Nickums le Funk, Demonseed the Mad, Mordred and you. The fire burns the whitish cloud and Ethel Applebaum. The fire dies away. The Tsortean metal shield floating around noda swoops in and blocks Ethel Applebaum's tin ladle. The Tsortean metal shield floating around noda swoops in and blocks Ethel Applebaum's tin ladle. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at noda. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum seems to have lost the edge in the staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum giggles. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at noda. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum seems to have lost the edge in the staring contest with noda. Ethel Applebaum winces. Mr Oppomo D'Amour nods slowly at Mordred. Nickums le Funk moves aggressively towards Ethel Applebaum! Nickums le Funk pierces Ethel Applebaum with one of his stilettoes. Nickums le Funk messily stabs Ethel Applebaum with one of his stilettoes. Wibble is in good shape. Ochrion Nightrise is in good shape. The small blue light is in good shape. Nickums le Funk is in good shape. You are in good shape. Noda is in good shape. The whitish cloud is in good shape. Demonseed the Mad is in good shape. Mordred is in good shape. Ethel Applebaum is in very bad shape. Noda lazily closes his hand into a ball. Noda pokes his tongue out at the world. Noda struggles to hold his hands closed, his muscles standing out with the strain, as red sparks fly from inside his hand. Nickums le Funk parries Ethel Applebaum's tin ladle with one of his stilettoes. Ethel Applebaum misses Nickums le Funk. Noda releases the eye he was holding. It hovers above his hand. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Nickums le Funk. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Nickums le Funk. Nickums le Funk winces. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Nickums le Funk. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Nickums le Funk. Nickums le Funk winces. The eye ignites and a small ball of fire forms above noda's hand. Noda moves his hand and the ball of fire zooms out from him to sweep past you with a blinding light and a great quantity of heat. The fire fails to harm Wibble, Ochrion Nightrise, Nickums le Funk, Demonseed the Mad, Mordred and you. The fire incinerates Ethel Applebaum. The fire vaporises the whitish cloud. The fire dies away. Noda dealt the death blow to Ethel Applebaum. Noda's ornate warhammer glows brightly for a moment before the glow fades away. Noda says: evoking tm Wibble gets the Wyrm Sword from a pocket in a black backpack. Noda cheers enthusiastically. Noda says: not a single hp lost :> Noda gets a smelly seed from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Noda puts the smelly seed in a pocket in the black backpack. Mordred grins. Nickums le Funk says: e gads she used scathe oh scary :) Ochrion Nightrise exclaims: wow, she wasn't that hard at all... she was failing her scathes! Wibble stares intently into space for a bit. Noda says: I'm a much better scather :) Nickums le Funk gets a tin ladle, a set of black silk bikini underwear, an antique black dress, a pair of hard leather boots, a black witch's cloak and a pair of black fishnet stockings from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Nickums le Funk tidies up the place, clearing away the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Mordred says: She obviously isn't like Granny then :P Noda asks: how much damage did she do to you, nickums? You raise one eyebrow. There is a sudden white flash around Ochrion Nightrise. Darloth wisps: is anything interesting happening? Nickums le Funk drops the tin ladle. You say: Bikini underwear? :p Nickums le Funk drops the antique black dress. Noda wisps: A bunch of wizards killing an NPC witch? :) Wibble stares intently into space for a bit. Noda eeks. Nickums le Funk drops the black witch's cloak. Nickums le Funk drops the pair of black fishnet stockings. Demonseed the Mad says: we should turn this into a dinner Noda says: that was fun. Hathoway wisps: Oh, that's right. Gang up on the helpless poor apple seller :) You grin. Ochrion Nightrise recovers the corpse of Ethel Applebaum and leaves it here. Mordred wisps: It was quite a sight actually :P Noda wisps: hehehe. It was. Nickums le Funk drops the pair of hard leather boots. Nickums le Funk puts some Ankh-Morpork dollars and some Ankh-Morpork pence in a pocket in the black backpack. Demonseed the Mad says: the wizard's tea party Noda wisps: Failing all her scathes :) Mordred grins. The small blue light crumples to dust. Mordred rolls around on the floor laughing. Nickums le Funk tidies up the place, clearing away a pair of hard leather boots, the corpse of Ethel Applebaum, a pair of black fishnet stockings, a black witch's cloak, an antique black dress and a tin ladle. Ochrion Nightrise asks: can we grind up the corpse? Ochrion Nightrise recovers the corpse of Ethel Applebaum and leaves it here. Noda says: lol Demonseed the Mad says: i'm logging it for posterity :O) Ochrion Nightrise says: it's too heavy for me to pick up Noda laughs. Noda says: we need a warrior in here to pick it up ;) Mordred exclaims: Right! Ochrion Nightrise grinds the foxglove in the food grinder. Wibble says: are you guys making tea here - or just upsetting the withces :) Nickums le Funk drops the set of black silk bikini underwear. Demonseed the Mad says: hang on'ill do ti Mordred asks: Are we all ready? Nickums le Funk says: tea lessons Noda says: er...just upsetting the witches, sorry. Mordred grins. Noda nodnods. Nickums le Funk tidies up the place, clearing away a set of black silk bikini underwear. Ochrion Nightrise exclaims: I wanna see the witch get ground up! Noda recovers the set of black silk bikini underwear. Noda puts the set of black silk bikini underwear in a pocket in the black backpack. Noda says: a souvenir :) Wibble grins. Ochrion Nightrise gets a human heart from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Mordred says: we get some stalks of yarrow and comfrey like I have here 'look plant on mordred' The whitish cloud seems to become darker for a moment. The whitish cloud gives a medium metal shield to Demonseed the Mad. Nickums le Funk giggles. Demonseed the Mad drops the medium metal shield. Ochrion Nightrise gets an one handful of ground foxglove from a food grinder. Ochrion Nightrise gets an one handful of ground foxglove from a food grinder. Ochrion Nightrise gets an one handful of ground foxglove from a food grinder. Ochrion Nightrise juggles around his stuff and fumbles a katana. Ochrion Nightrise gets a katana from a thatched cottage. Demonseed the Mad gets a medium sized amber bottle from a pocket in a stylish black bag. Ochrion Nightrise drops the three handfuls of ground foxglove. Ochrion Nightrise puts the katana in the katana scabbard. Ochrion Nightrise puts the stiletto in the stiletto scabbard. Mordred puts some yarrow in the food grinder. Demonseed the Mad orders the whitish cloud to follow. The whitish cloud follows Demonseed the Mad. Ochrion Nightrise gets an one handful of ground foxglove from a food grinder. Demonseed the Mad removes a stylish black bag. Ochrion Nightrise gets an one handful of ground foxglove from a food grinder. Demonseed the Mad gives a stylish black bag to the whitish cloud. Mordred gets some yarrow from a food grinder. Ochrion Nightrise palms a many handfuls of ground foxglove from the food grinder. Demonseed the Mad gives a dirty sack to the whitish cloud. Ochrion Nightrise drops the many handfuls of ground foxglove. Mordred says: Than you have to grind it up Mordred says: 'syntax grind' Ochrion Nightrise says: ack, it won't let me grind the heart Mordred grinds some yarrow in the food grinder. Noda laughs. Demonseed the Mad gives a medium sized yellow bottle and a medium sized amber bottle to the whitish cloud. Noda gets a cured human left eye from a pocket in a black backpack. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human heart. Ethel Applebaum wanders in, belching loudly. Mordred gets an one handful of ground plant from a food grinder. Ethel Applebaum asks: Hello, dearie! What's the matter? Mordred gets an one handful of ground plant from a food grinder. Demonseed the Mad gives a medium leather shield to the whitish cloud. Nickums le Funk acks. Mordred palms a four handfuls of ground plant from the food grinder. Mordred grinds some comfrey in the food grinder. Ochrion Nightrise says: 'There is no brain in the corpse of Ethel Applebaum' Mordred palms a many handfuls of ground plant from the food grinder. Nickums le Funk exclaims: wat the ?! Demonseed the Mad says: damn the corpse is still too heavy Noda says: "You cannot grind a cured human left eye in a food grinder." :( Ethel Applebaum says: Oh, and add some eyes of the cotton-tailed fiends that eat the cabbages in the paddocks as it improves the flavour. Noda asks: what am I going to have for supper? Mordred says: Once we have both kinds of 'ground plant' Demonseed the Mad puts the stiletto in the stiletto scabbard. Demonseed the Mad puts the stiletto in the stiletto scabbard. Ochrion Nightrise draws the stiletto from the stiletto scabbard. Ochrion Nightrise gets a human brain from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Noda wisps: Could somebody please come and stick a witch into a food grinder in Scrodgen? We wizards want some entertainment :) Mordred says: you can still identify them seperately as 'comfrey' and 'yarrow' Demonseed the Mad gives some Ankh-Morpork pence to the whitish cloud. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human brain. Noda puts the cured human left eye in a pocket in the black backpack. Darloth wisps: they won't fit... Demonseed the Mad shrugs. Ochrion Nightrise gets a human right arm from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human right arm. Ochrion Nightrise gets a human left arm from the corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human left arm. Mordred says: you can use 'palm' to get amounts larger than one handful Hathoway wisps: Only if you attack Granny, so we can stick something else through :) Ochrion Nightrise gets a human head from the decapitated corpse of Ethel Applebaum. The whitish cloud seems to become darker for a moment. The whitish cloud gives a stylish black bag, a dirty sack, a medium sized amber bottle and a medium sized yellow bottle to Demonseed the Mad. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human head. Demonseed the Mad wears a stylish black bag. Mordred says: So, you get a bottle or other container Ochrion Nightrise gets a human right lung and a human left lung from the decapitated corpse of Ethel Applebaum. There is a sudden white flash around noda. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human right lung and the human left lung. Mordred points at his bottle. Noda wisps: heh, granny is nothing compared to the power of pragi :) [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: You feel more able to use unarmed combat.You launch a powerful attack on the thin child. You viciously kick the thin child in the stomach. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice beams Ethel Applebaum asks: So, what's the problem? The whitish cloud seems to become darker for a moment. The whitish cloud gives a medium leather shield to Demonseed the Mad. [Faculty] Nickums le Funk: oo nasty Nickums le Funk stares intently into space for a bit. Ochrion Nightrise gets a human right kidney and a human left kidney from the decapitated corpse of Ethel Applebaum. Ochrion Nightrise eats the human right kidney and the human left kidney. [Faculty] noda: "Blood splatters from the thug hunter's head as you bludgeon it repeatedly with your ornate warhammr." Noda stares intently into space for a bit. Mordred says: and you 'put 10 pinches of comfrey in bottle' [Faculty] noda: "A sticky fluid seeps from the ornate warhammer..." Noda stares intently into space for a bit. Mordred puts the ten pinches of ground plant in the medium sized black bottle. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: ew! Saving... [Faculty] noda: "The ornate warhammer dealt the death blow to the thug hunter." :( Noda stares intently into space for a bit. [Faculty] Nickums le Funk: gross!! Nickums le Funk stares intently into space for a bit. Mordred says: and then 5 or 10 pinches of yarrow [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: You struggle somewhat to hold a scythe. [wizards] Pickwick wisps: wooo , getting close to 2 millions xps for today , sweet [Faculty] Oisin D'justice peers Nickums le Funk says: cool Mordred puts the ten pinches of ground plant in the medium sized black bottle. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: Please notify a creator: something has gone wrong with the encoded location. The silver ring seems to have forgotten about this destination. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice sighs Mordred drops the many handfuls of ground plant. Mordred drops the six handfuls of ground plant. [Faculty] noda: where? :) Noda stares intently into space for a bit. [Faculty] Demonseed the Mad: just try again Demonseed the Mad stares intently into space for a bit. [wizards] Khalan wisps: ... Mordred says: now you need water, we'll use the shadoof outside Mordred opens the northeast door. Mordred, Demonseed the Mad and noda leave northeast. You stand up. You follow Mordred northeast. Nickums le Funk and a whitish cloud arrive from the southwest. Here willows drape their branches down into the river which slows and meanders through the hills and dales, with the sounds of nature surrounding the area with peace. The stream meanders north-by-northwestward to a pier, and just to the southwest is a quaint thatched cottage. It is a damn cold spindlewinter's afternoon with a steady wind and many puffy clouds. There are three obvious exits: northwest, southwest and southeast. Nickums le Funk, noda, Demonseed the Mad and Mordred are standing here and a whitish cloud is floating in the air here. A shadoof is hanging over the river. Mordred closes the southwest door. [Faculty] Demonseed the Mad: it happens all the time Demonseed the Mad stares intently into space for a bit. Wibble opens the southwest door. Wibble arrives from the southwest. Wibble closes the southwest door. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: nah its different demonseed Nickums le Funk stops following Mordred. The afternoon sun peeks out from behind a cloud. Ochrion Nightrise opens the southwest door. Ochrion Nightrise arrives from the southwest. Ochrion Nightrise closes the southwest door. [wizards] Pickwick wisps: 2 millions a day keep the thieves away , esp when i'm giving it for ot.pe :) [wizards] Khalan wisps: Getting close to 150,000 xp for today... Mordred says: I think the bonus part only comes when you add the water [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: it doesn't say Please notify a creator: something has gone wrong with the encoded location. all the time ;) Wibble follows Mordred. Noda beeps happily at vygotsk. [wizards] Khalan wisps: Woohoo... Vygotsk tickles noda. Noda giggles at vygotsk. Ochrion Nightrise puts the owl feather in a pocket in the black backpack. Mordred says: but it may be during the whole process [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: i'll just bug rep it later or something [wizards] noda wisps: I spend all mine, but I probably got around 500K :) Mordred pulls down upon the long pole of the shadoof, dipping its bucket in the water, then gently raises the pole back up. [wizards] Khalan wisps: I gotta find another way to get money... Ochrion Nightrise sniffs the air carefully. Ochrion Nightrise stands dead still for a bit, looking blank. Noda says: what's the syntax? :) Ochrion Nightrise closes his eyes and looks long and hard. Nickums le Funk leaves northwest. Ochrion Nightrise spins around slowly and curls up on the floor. Ochrion Nightrise looks slightly confused as to how he ended up carrying a small stick. Ochrion Nightrise holds a small stick in his left hand. [Faculty] Demonseed the Mad: i've seen it before and it worked the second time Demonseed the Mad stares intently into space for a bit. [wizards] Khalan wisps: Advancing magic's doin' a number on my wallet Ochrion Nightrise zaps the large walnut with the small stick. Mordred says: 'pull down on pole' Mordred says: so, I'll boost my stats before I do the water Noda nods. Ochrion Nightrise puts the large walnut in a pocket in the black backpack. Ochrion Nightrise drops the small stick. Ochrion Nightrise buries a small stick deep within the ground. Ochrion Nightrise holds a stiletto in his left hand. Mordred shakes slightly as he takes hold of a forest green cane. Mordred puts down a tachibo from his right hand and left hand. Mordred holds a forest green cane in his right hand and left hand. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: i've seen the second message before , and it worked afterwards As Mordred uses the forest green cane a bolt of faith flashes from above. [wizards] noda wisps: Advancing fighting is free...though it's up to 26K xp/level for blunt for me :( [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: not the first , thats a new one :) Mordred gets a bronze helm from a pocket in a black backpack. Mordred wears a bronze helm. Noda woos at Zanman D'justice. Mordred says: then it's 'fill bottle from shadoof' (or well, or whatever) [wizards] Pickwick wisps: that's why i fight with rad weapons and tm it , 140 tms in pierce alrready :) Mordred fills the medium sized black bottle from the shadoof. Mordred removes a bronze helm. Mordred puts the bronze helm in a pocket in the black backpack. [wizards] Pickwick wisps: 100 in sharp too [wizards] noda wisps: ! [wizards] noda wisps: how much time did it take to get all those though? Mordred says: and there we have it. Mordred points at his bottle. Noda asks: that's it? Demonseed the Mad gets a carrot from a pocket in a stylish black bag. Mordred says: That's it Demonseed the Mad asks: no carrot ? Noda says: woo! :) Ochrion Nightrise asks: what about intelligence tea? Noda opens the southwest door. Wibble asks: you don't need to warm it or anything? Noda says: let's kill ethel again! :) Ochrion Nightrise asks: and is there some tea which makes your spells better? Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is one obvious exit: northeast Ethel Applebaum is standing here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, the somewhat decayed remains of a corpse and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Mordred says: Nope Noda gets three cured human left eyes from a pocket in a black backpack. Demonseed the Mad says: yeah Noda gets a bronze helm from a pocket in a black backpack. Noda wears a bronze helm. Noda removes a bronze helm. Mordred says: nope Noda puts the bronze helm in a pocket in the black backpack. Wibble leaves southwest. Wibble closes the southwest door. Noda gets some fine grey ash and an Ephebian round shield from a pocket in a black backpack. Demonseed the Mad opens the southwest door. Demonseed the Mad and the whitish cloud leave southwest. Demonseed the Mad closes the southwest door. Noda looks pensive for a few moments. Noda seems to be looking at something near himself. Noda whispers something to himself. Mordred opens the southwest door. Mordred and noda leave southwest. You follow Mordred southwest. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is one obvious exit: northeast A whitish cloud is floating in the air here and noda, Mordred, Demonseed the Mad, Wibble and Ethel Applebaum are standing here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, the somewhat decayed remains of a corpse and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Mordred closes the northeast door. Noda blows some ash into the air around himself. Noda appears to tense momentarily. Demonseed the Mad looks pensive for a few moments. Wibble seems to grow with power as he grabs the hilt of the Wyrm Sword. Wibble puts down a quill from his right hand. Wibble holds the Wyrm Sword in his right hand and left hand. Mordred moves aggressively towards Ethel Applebaum! Demonseed the Mad seems to be looking at something near himself. Mordred misses Ethel Applebaum. With a noise that sounds like "Plink!", the air around noda flashes red for a moment. Mordred misses Ethel Applebaum. Demonseed the Mad whispers something to himself. Ethel Applebaum clears her throat mightily and spits on the seed. Ethel Applebaum clears her throat mightily and spits on the seed. Ethel Applebaum misses Mordred. Noda puts the Ephebian round shield in a pocket in the black backpack. Ethel Applebaum throws a small seed at the feet of Mordred. Mordred parries Ethel Applebaum's tin ladle with his forest green cane. Demonseed the Mad scatters some ash around himself. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Noda says: yes there is, it's a different recipe Mordred misses Ethel Applebaum. A low rumble is evident shortly before the ground bursts open and shoots of animated vines wrap themselves around Mordred, trapping him. Mordred bruises Ethel Applebaum with his forest green cane. Mordred hits Ethel Applebaum hard with his forest green cane. Demonseed the Mad appears to tense momentarily. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Noda lazily closes his hand into a ball. Ochrion Nightrise opens the northeast door. Ochrion Nightrise arrives from the northeast. Ochrion Nightrise closes the northeast door. Noda pokes his tongue out at the world. With a noise that sounds like "Plink!", the air around Demonseed the Mad flashes red for a moment. Noda struggles to hold his hands closed, his muscles standing out with the strain, as red sparks fly from inside his hand. Ochrion Nightrise says: nope? I'm sure I read on a website that there was Demonseed the Mad gets a bronze helm from a pocket in a stylish black bag. Demonseed the Mad wears a bronze helm. Noda releases the eye he was holding. It hovers above his hand. Demonseed the Mad removes a bronze helm. Ethel Applebaum misses Mordred. Ethel Applebaum misses Mordred. The eye ignites and a small ball of fire forms above noda's hand. Demonseed the Mad puts the bronze helm in a pocket in the stylish black bag. Demonseed the Mad removes a pair of iron gauntlets. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Ethel Applebaum stares scathingly at Mordred. Ethel Applebaum seems locked in a staring contest with Mordred. Mordred winces. Noda moves his hand and the ball of fire zooms out from him to sweep past you with a blinding light and a great quantity of heat. Ethel Applebaum's pair of black fishnet stockings breaks! The fire fails to harm Ochrion Nightrise, Mordred, Demonseed the Mad, Wibble and you. The fire incinerates Ethel Applebaum. The fire vaporises the whitish cloud. The fire dies away. Ethel Applebaum moves aggressively towards noda! Noda dealt the death blow to Ethel Applebaum. Mordred tastes a two pints of pale tea from the medium sized black bottle. Noda laughs. Noda says: good thing you made the tea :) There are more than one of "corpse": the corpse of Ethel Applebaum and the somewhat decayed remains of a corpse see 'help parser' for information on how to be more specific. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Demonseed the Mad says: damn i never got to bunny Noda laughs. Mordred says: Hmm, this tea gives 'a warming sensation' for 1/100th Ochrion Nightrise says: woo, vines Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Noda asks: what's that? The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred exclaims: Oh, joy! Wibble asks: does strength depend on your own abilities? Noda studies Mordred. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast A whitish cloud is floating in the air here, Ochrion Nightrise, noda, Demonseed the Mad and Wibble are standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, the somewhat decayed remains of a corpse, a medium metal shield and the corpse of Ethel Applebaum are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Noda says: ma.me.ph.br :) Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Demonseed the Mad appears to be checking out all your wounds. Demonseed the Mad studies Ochrion Nightrise, noda, Mordred, a whitish cloud, Demonseed the Mad, Wibble and you. Mordred says: Not that great, about 300-400 I think You see Mordred the Student Wizard. He is a strapping young human lad. He is an Official Wizard Tutor He is in good shape. He is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. Holding : a forest green cane (right hand and left hand). Wearing : a pair of hard leather boots, a bright yellow robe, a wizard's pointy hat, a womble brooch, a silver bracelet, seven club badges, a bronze ring, two badges, a red badge, a copper necklace, a silver trellis bracelet, a silver pin, a pink crystal ring, an occult skull brooch, a copper bracelet, a copper medallion, a pair of silver earrings, a blue crystal ring, a copper ring, a brass necklace, an occult bat brooch, a golden torc, a bronze bracelet, a silver brooch, a silver ring, a turquoise scarab ring, a silver link necklace and an ibis earring. Carrying: a gold ring, a piece of red-edged writing paper, a tachibo, a black backpack, a medium sized black bottle, a crystal ball, an oak wand and a pine wand. His purse is bulging with coins. Numerous vines have sprouted out of the ground. Mordred is entangled in them. While the vines seem strong, someone with enough patience and skill might be able to cut him loose. Noda says: pretty good :) Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You draw the dagger from the dagger scabbard. Noda looks you up and down carefully checking out your weapons and armour. Mordred stares intently into space for a bit. Noda looks you up and down carefully checking out your weapons and armour. Ochrion Nightrise says: here you go... mushroom tea Mordred stares intently into space for a bit. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise asks: doesn't that improve spells? You begin cutting the vines with the dagger. Demonseed the Mad says: two corpse of ethel :OP Noda looks you up and down carefully checking out your weapons and armour. As you attempt to hack some of the vines off, one of them squirts burning sap into your face! The world goes black! You are blind. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Someone says: no Someone says: it's focus tea Someone looks at you. Someone says: it is the witch form of spellcheck Someone asks: do vines hurt? You laugh. Someone stares intently into space for a bit. The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone says: doh You say: I'm blind. :) Someone says: you read that on a web site [Faculty] Nickums le Funk: bye all [wizards] Nickums wisps: by all Someone says: No, but I can't move Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Someone asks: hmm...could you attack ethel anyway? The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone asks: or were you completely immobilized? The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone begins cutting the vines with something. Someone says: immobilised Someone exclaims: i'm a 6th level wizard!!!!!!!!! As someone attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into his face! Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You grin. Someone grins at someone. [Faculty] noda: I'm a 6th level wizard! The bug's gone! (if there was one) Someone stares intently into space for a bit. The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone cheers enthusiastically. Someone says: bastard - I'm blind Someone puts something in a pocket in something. You grin. The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone reads seven some things. Someone laughs. Someone stops following someone. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: what bug ? Someone starts to sketch a door in the air with his finger. The lines someone sketched in the air start to glow a red colour. A strange green smell escapes from the forming door and slowly wisps its way around the room. The door slowly starts to materialise. Someone dances and capers madly around the door, throwing bizarre coloured bits of power into it and chanting strange and obscure lyrics. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. Someone says: oh well, portal to uu if anybody wants one :) Someone opens something. [Faculty] noda: I was 7th for a while... Someone stares intently into space for a bit. Someone gives something a good shove. Your vision has returned. The dirty piece of fur wobbles alarmingly. Noda moves through the dirty piece of fur. The dirty piece of fur wobbles alarmingly. Wibble moves through the dirty piece of fur. The dirty piece of fur wobbles alarmingly. Ochrion has reconnected. Gildor D'justice nods at Mordred. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There are two obvious exits: northeast and enter door. Ochrion Nightrise is standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a dirty piece of fur is hanging in the air, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, the decayed remains of a human, a medium metal shield and the corpse of Ethel Applebaum are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. The dirty piece of fur falls! [apex] ArchAngel wisps: I hate mimes. Numerous vines have sprouted out of the ground. Mordred is entangled in them. While the vines seem strong, someone with enough patience and skill might be able to cut him loose. The portal disappears with a small clap of thunder. [Faculty] Oisin D'justice: thats very bad indeed :( Mordred wisps: Heh heh. The Wizard party at Ethel's cottage is over, but I got vined :P Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You begin cutting the vines with the dagger. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. [Faculty] Mordred: Hope you all enjoyed the lesson :) Mordred stares intently into space for a bit. As you attempt to hack some of the vines off, one of them squirts burning sap into your face! The world goes black! You are blind. [Faculty] Demonseed the Mad: sure did thanks The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone nods at someone. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. [Faculty] Wibble: thanks mordred :) Someone asks: if a witch walked in now, do you think they'd be annoyed? Someone grins happily. You grin. Someone nodnods. Someone laughs. Someone says: we've made a bit of a mess You say: Good thing we can't see them then. :p The vines snap angrily at someone. [Faculty] Wibble: Good, can see again :) Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. [Faculty] Mordred: Everyone's going blind trying to free me from vines :P Someone stares intently into space for a bit. The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Someone laughs. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Your vision has returned. You see Mordred the Student Wizard. He is a strapping young human lad. He is an Official Wizard Tutor He is in good shape. He is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. Holding : a forest green cane (right hand and left hand). Wearing : a pair of hard leather boots, a bright yellow robe, a wizard's pointy hat, a womble brooch, a silver bracelet, seven club badges, a bronze ring, two badges, a red badge, a copper necklace, a silver trellis bracelet, a silver pin, a pink crystal ring, an occult skull brooch, a copper bracelet, a copper medallion, a pair of silver earrings, a blue crystal ring, a copper ring, a brass necklace, an occult bat brooch, a golden torc, a bronze bracelet, a silver brooch, a silver ring, a turquoise scarab ring, a silver link necklace and an ibis earring. Carrying: a gold ring, a piece of red-edged writing paper, a tachibo, a black backpack, a medium sized black bottle, a crystal ball, an oak wand and a pine wand. His purse is bulging with coins. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Ochrion Nightrise is standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, the decayed remains of a human, a medium metal shield and the corpse of Ethel Applebaum are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Mordred puts down a forest green cane from his right hand and left hand. Mordred holds a tachibo in his right hand and left hand. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Mordred wears a gold ring. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred wears a black backpack. [apex] Ristic wisps: lol Wibble opens the northeast door. Wibble arrives from the northeast. Wibble closes the northeast door. [apex] Ristic wisps: exp since you cant kill them The vines snap angrily at Mordred. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Wibble begins cutting the vines with the Wyrm Sword. [apex] ArchAngel wisps: That's the worst part. Although 20 minutes of scathing gets them to slightly hurt. :p [wizards] Pickwick wisps: lol , who's the genius wizard that has a portal for the baths ? i just entered a door by mistake that leads there [apex] Ristic wisps: mime vs cohen As Wibble attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into his face! The vines snap angrily at Mordred. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Hurukan wisps: you'd think that the trolls would be harder to kill in the winter time... [apex] Hathoway wisps: Why are they in AM anyway? I thought the Patrician threw them all in the scorpion pit? :) [wizards] Ristic wisps: lots of older wizards used to Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Hurukan wisps: they're just as stupid as they are in the summer though :) [wizards] Ochrion wisps: I have one, but I haven't used it recently The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. [Faculty] noda: Aren't there supposed to be 8 5th level wizards/order? [apex] Ivy wisps: Mime is quite easy to get killed - though not so easy to kill *wink* Hurukan wisps: The lean troll warrior says: Try to make de Disc a... Er... Me thump you now. :P Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Wibble and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a many handfuls of ground foxglove are on the floor, a many handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, a six handfuls of ground plant are on the floor, some sage are on the floor, some eyebright are on the floor, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield, the corpse of Ethel Applebaum, an antique black dress and a black witch's cloak are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. You ask: I'll just bury all this stuff, unless anyone wants it? Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. [apex] Ivy wisps: hathoway: maybe you should try asking the mime that *sparkle* The vines snap angrily at Mordred. [apex] Hathoway wisps: Naah, I'd be waiting too long for an answer :) The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred wisps: *is discovering something of what it's like to be a PK that annoyed a Witch* You tidy up the place, clearing away a black witch's cloak, an antique black dress, the corpse of Ethel Applebaum, some eyebright, some sage, a six handfuls of ground plant, a many handfuls of ground plant, a many handfuls of ground foxglove and a medium metal shield. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You recover the medium metal shield and leave it here. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Wibble and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Young Thirsha cackles at Mordred. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Wibble and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines and an air distortion (transparent) is floating. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Darloth wisps: if you enchant a Tachibo, does it do both parts in one? You lick the air distortion (transparent). Wibble opens the northeast door. Wibble leaves northeast. Wibble closes the northeast door. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred wisps: No :( Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Darloth wisps: >>>Mordred: *Darloth pities you* Mordred beams distortion. Thirsha wisps: No, you have to get them both enchanted. You begin cutting the vines with the dagger. The vines snap angrily you. Queued command: close eyes Your attempts to hack off some of the vines only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! Cannot find "eyes", no match. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Mordred wisps: It's quite fun watching people try to cut these things off :P You grin at Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise draws the katana from the katana scabbard. Numerous vines have sprouted out of the ground. Mordred is entangled in them. While the vines seem strong, someone with enough patience and skill might be able to cut him loose. Ochrion Nightrise begins cutting the vines with the katana. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Mordred wisps: Wow they last a long time As Ochrion Nightrise attempts to slash some of the vines off with his katana, it only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Forms of syntax available for the command "pull": pull pull pull pull pull Ochrion Nightrise says: oops Darloth wisps: that one of the few witch spells i would actually like to have... Mordred chuckles. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You say: New ones keep sprouting The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise begins cutting the vines with the katana. As Ochrion Nightrise attempts to slash some of the vines off with his katana, it only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! [wizards] Ristic wisps: 123 days *sighs* Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Ochrion Nightrise winces. You begin cutting the vines with the dagger. Ochrion Nightrise says: maybe I'd best stop trying As you attempt to hack some of the vines off, one of them squirts burning sap into your face! The world goes black! You are blind. Someone wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You ack. You grin. Mordred has reconnected. Someone mutters something about NTL under his breath. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. You grin. Someone begins cutting the vines with something. Noda wisps: Bye all :) You stumble around the room. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. As someone attempts to slash some of the vines off with his something, it only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! Someone stares intently into space for a bit. Someone growls vines. The vines snap angrily at someone. The vines snap angrily at someone. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You say: I think you're stuck until they go away by them self. :p The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. Someone stares intently into space for a bit. The vines snap angrily at someone. Hurukan wisps: if a thief were to kill Clarence, would he get heavied? Someone stares intently into space for a bit. Lataub wisps: nope It's dark here, isn't it? Your vision has returned. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Ochrion Nightrise is standing here and Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You sheathe the dagger in the dagger scabbard. Hurukan wisps: coolies :) Forms of syntax available for the command "cut": cut with Mordred gets two thieves' daggers from a pocket in a black backpack. Mordred puts down a tachibo from his right hand and left hand. Mordred holds two thieves' daggers in his right hand and left hand. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter giggles at Mordred. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You get a knife from a pocket in the large satchel. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Hurukan wisps: okies :) Mordred begins cutting the vines with the thief's dagger. You hold a knife in your right hand. As Mordred attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into his face! You hold a knife in your left hand. Hurukan wisps: bugger stole my pants :P You begin cutting the vines with the knife. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. As you attempt to hack some of the vines off, one of them squirts burning sap into your face! The world goes black! You are blind. Someone greets someone happily. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. Que wisps: Well, shouldn't take them off then. Someone asks: who greeted me? Someone says: staria Someone giggles Maybe an insane witch with a couple of katanas can help. at someone. You say: Don't ask me. :p The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. Hurukan wisps: I was wearing them under a belt, under a coat of jazerant armour, under a black backpack :P Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Hurukan wisps: I dunno -how- he got his hands in there. :) The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone exclaims: this is so funny! Someone wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You grin. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Someone says: someone someone someone Someone stares intently into space for a bit. Hathoway wisps: Can you filch yourself, so you can remove your underwear through your other clothes? :) The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone stares intently into space for a bit. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. The vines snap angrily at someone. Thirsha wisps: *ponders* If a feef can take off clothing that's under other clothing without you noticing, why can't you? Que wisps: You were you're trousers under a backpack? Interesting idea... Someone asks: is cutting the vines based on sharp skill? Your vision has returned. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Que wisps: Magic. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Akane wisps: hmm... that's an interesting trick if you can ;) The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter opens the northeast door. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter arrives from the northeast. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter closes the northeast door. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines and Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket and a medium metal shield are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter puts down a broomstick from her right hand and left hand. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter holds two katanas in her right hand and left hand. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Staria eeks at Mordred. Mordred shrugs. Akane wisps: I'm only really impressed if you can remove your undies while wearing trousers ;) You greet Wicked Igraine al'Nighter happily. Mr Thalasso D'alfin opens the northeast door. Mr Thalasso D'alfin arrives from the northeast. Mr Thalasso D'alfin closes the northeast door. Mordred draws the holy blade of Soyin from the Holy Blade of Soyin scabbard. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter bingles happily. Mordred begins cutting the vines with the holy blade of Soyin. Ochrion Nightrise recovers the decayed remains of a human and leaves it here. Mr Thalasso D'alfinclambers aboard hissurfboard and starts paddling for height. Once he has reached a suitable altitude, he turns the board discwards and swoops over Mordred's head, scaring the hell out of him! As Mordred attempts to slash some of the vines off with his holy blade of Soyin, it only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mr Thalasso D'alfin pulls his string on doll. Mr Thalasso D'alfin pulls his string on bamf doll. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter begins cutting the vines with the katana. The vines snap angrily Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. You grin. Mr Thalasso D'alfin pulls out the string from the side of the fuzzy Bamf doll and releases it. The string slowly slides back into the doll. As Wicked Igraine al'Nighter attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into her face! A scratchy voice comes from the doll, saying: Go ahead, bake my quiche. Mr Thalasso D'alfin pulls out the string from the side of the fuzzy Bamf doll and releases it. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Mr Thalasso D'alfin, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines and Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield and the decayed remains of a human are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. The string slowly slides back into the doll. A scratchy voice comes from the doll, saying: I Love You, You Love Me, What a Wuss. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred begins cutting the vines with the holy blade of Soyin. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Yarg. Blind is bad. As Mordred attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into his face! Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Mordred says: yes, it is You put the knife in a pocket in the large satchel. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You feel quite warm. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Use smaller knives. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred says: someone puts something in a pocket in something You grin at Mordred. A soft pleasant chime comes from Wicked Igraine al'Nighter's ivy leaves bracelet. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Ochrion Nightrise asks: oh, you are blind? The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mr Thalasso D'alfin says: Sorry, I left my dagger in my other pants. You draw the dagger from the dagger scabbard. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise says: it won't let me cut with my stiletto, and the only other thing I have is a katana You begin cutting the vines with the dagger. Ochrion Nightrise gets a tube of frog adhesive from a pocket in a black backpack. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: There's a knife in my bag, as soon as I can see to get it... As you attempt to hack some of the vines off, one of them squirts burning sap into your face! The world goes black! You are blind. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Hurukan wisps: well.... Someone opens something and liberally applies its contents to someone. Someone prods someone. Hurukan wisps: I take it that if a feef kills clarence he -does- get heavied. Someone gets something from a pocket in something. You say: According to "syntax" it shoud be a pointy weapon The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone puts down something from her right hand. Someone holds something in her right hand. Someone puts something in a pocket in something. Someone begins cutting the vines with something. You stumble around the room. Someone nods at someone. As someone attempts to slash some of the vines off with her something, it only causes a stir, and suddenly new ones sprout from the ground! The vines snap angrily at someone. Someone gets something from a pocket in something. Someone puts down something from his right hand and left hand. Someone holds something in his right hand. Someone sheathes something in something. Someone holds something in his right hand and left hand. Someone says: Well, that didn't go well at all. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Someone begins cutting the vines with something. Someone chuckles. As someone attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into her face! Someone carefully aims his rubber knife. Someone puts down something from his right hand and left hand. Someone holds two some things in his right hand and left hand. Someone gets something from a pocket in something. Someone wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Someone prepares to throw something. Someone opens something and liberally applies its contents to himself. Someone says: And now I'm blind again. Loverly. Thalasso throws his rubber knife at Mordred! Something whistles by someone. Something bounces to a stop in the middle of the room. Someone begins cutting the vines with something. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around someone. You ask: I don't think we are doing any good, quite the opposite in fact. It will wear of eventually wont it? As someone attempts to hack some of the vines off, some sap somehow gets into his face! Someone sighs. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Someone asks: can we burn them off? Someone says: It will take quite a bit, but the vines will wither away. Someone eeks. Someone wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You grin. The vines snap angrily at someone. Your vision has returned. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Mr Thalasso D'alfin, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines and Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield, a pair of hard leather boots and a rubber knife are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. You ask: Pointy weapon, would that be pierce? The vines snap angrily at Mordred. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise says: my stiletto is pierce, and it won't let me use that You nodnod. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred says: I got frogged as well You say: Sharp then. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter reminds Young Thirsha it could happen to her one day. You feel quite warm. Ochrion Nightrise exclaims: you got frogged? Gasp! I wonder who did that terrible deed! Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. You grin. Mordred growls menacingly. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Mr Thalasso D'alfin, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines, Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here and an air distortion (transparent) is floating. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield, a pair of hard leather boots and a rubber knife are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Attack Granny.... frogging is mild. Hathoway wisps: Er, Mordred? How's the witch killing going? *snicker* ;) Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Young Thirsha grins at Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. Mr Thalasso D'alfin asks: FroggeD? You grin at Miss Hathoway b'Rain. Thirsha wisps: Any luck with the vines? *giggles* The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Miss Hathoway b'Rain turns Mr Thalasso D'alfin into a frog making him crouch down. Janus wisps: no pk witches on to kill ;( Mr Thalasso D'alfin croaks (ribbit). Ochrion Nightrise opens the tube of frog adhesive and liberally applies its contents to Mr Thalasso D'alfin. You lick the air distortion (transparent). Mr Thalasso D'alfin says: Thanks. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred wisps: I never intended to kill her, merely to be wounded to test my tea. It was the 4 other members of Faculty doing the killing :P Wicked Igraine al'Nighter tickles the air distortion (transparent). Mr Thalasso D'alfin says: Remind me to bug you. The air distortion (transparent) giggles at Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. Aalizjiane al'Nighter waves seeya soon to Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Ochrion Nightrise says: hey, you asked what being frogged was Dawn wisps: can be arranged Wicked Igraine al'Nighter gives the air distortion (transparent) a deep and passionate kiss, it seems to last forever... Thirsha wisps: Why not just sift through the ashes at granny's? The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. The crystal bell on Wicked Igraine al'Nighter's ivy leaves bracelet tinkles softly. Mordred wisps: I wasn't at granny's Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred wisps: Would you rather I had performed my lesson at Granny's? You say: This is making quite a nice log. :p Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Igraine wisps: Granny would make you an it. Mordred wisps: With 5 wizards? Hathoway wisps: Yep, more entertaining :) Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Yes, lovely it is. Mordred laughs. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Que wisps: *waves* Night :) You grin at Miss Hathoway b'Rain. Igraine wisps: Granny Its everything that attacks her. Thirsha wisps: Yes. But please tell us before you try to kill Granny. Darloth wisps: its? The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Lataub wisps: why? :) Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Mr Thalasso D'alfin is crouching here, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here, Mordred is struggling amidst a bunch of vines, Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here and an air distortion (transparent) is floating. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield, a pair of hard leather boots and a rubber knife are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Thirsha wisps: It's great entertainment. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Lataub wisps: ah :) You put a rose in your mouth and do the forbidden dance with the air distortion (transparent). Igraine wisps: She removes your dangly bits and gives them to you in a sack. Literally. Staria grins at you. Ochrion Nightrise puts the tube of frog adhesive in a pocket in the black backpack. Mr Thalasso D'alfin gets a rubber knife from a thatched cottage. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mr Thalasso D'alfin holds a rubber knife in his right hand. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Redguard wisps: are thieves evil or good? Staria cackles at Mordred. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Hagi wisps: nope The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mordred wrestles desperately amidst the vines. Numerous vines have sprouted out of the ground. Mordred is entangled in them. While the vines seem strong, someone with enough patience and skill might be able to cut him loose. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Que wisps: *escapes into the night* Que wisps: Look out! Frog! Darloth wisps: what type of sack? as i have already got a spare pair of my own genitalia... my severed head was too heavy unfortunately Wicked Igraine al'Nighter comforts Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise gets a bottle of frog essence from a pocket in a black backpack. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Just an old sack... and your information reads as 'it' for a while. Thirsha wisps: "A set of essentials in a paper bag." Mr Thalasso D'alfin prostrates himself and shouts praise to Pishe, the Goddess of Slight Showers. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Mr Thalasso D'alfin carefully aims his rubber knife. You feel quite warm. Staria laughs evilly at Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise asks: anyone know what frog essence does? Wicked Igraine al'Nighter asks: Frogs? Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Mordred sticks his thumb on his nose and razz's Staria. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter sweats profusely. Ochrion Nightrise ponders. The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter stares intently into space for a bit. Mordred asks: So you reckon it's better to not try to cut them? The vines snap angrily at Mordred. Mercury d'Sexiest laughs at Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter says: Keep trying to move out of the room, but don't cut. :) Staria accuses Mordred of wanting to fly a broom. You nodnod. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter winks at Mercury d'Sexiest. The vines writhe as they maintain their grip around Mordred. Mordred gasps in astonishment at Staria. You say: All we are doing is either getting ourself blind or making new vines sprout. Some of the vines lose their strength and wither away. Ochrion Nightrise puts the bottle of frog essence in a pocket in the black backpack. Mordred attempts to wrestle himself loose from the vines and manages to pull away. Mordred is free of the vines' grasp. The vines withdraw back underground. Mordred opens the northeast door. Mordred leaves northeast. Mordred closes the northeast door. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter stares intently into space for a bit. Mordred opens the northeast door. Mordred arrives from the northeast. Mordred closes the northeast door. You cheer enthusiastically. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter cheers enthusiastically at Mordred. Ochrion Nightrise exclaims: free! Staria grins at Mordred. Mordred cheers enthusiastically. Short sandstone walls hold up a tall thatched roof arching up 6 feet above the walls. Strangely coloured syrups sit on shelves, and herbs hang from the thatching, drying in front of the fire. A witch's cottage perhaps? There is the residual taste of magic in this place. There is one obvious exit: northeast Mr Thalasso D'alfin is crouching here, Mordred, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise are standing here and Kokoro the giant fruitbat is flying above the ground here. A wood-fired stove is sitting against the wall, a rubbish basket, a medium metal shield and a pair of hard leather boots are on the floor and a food grinder is sitting on the mantle. Mordred goes WOOOOO-HOOOOO! Mordred wombles around. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter dances the disco duck. Mordred invites Mr Thalasso D'alfin to join the club 'Taxi'. Mordred gets a club badge from a pocket in a wizard's pointy hat. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter bows to Mordred, Mr Thalasso D'alfin, Kokoro the giant fruitbat, Ochrion Nightrise and you. Mordred drops the club badge. Ochrion Nightrise sweats profusely. Mordred thanks Wicked Igraine al'Nighter. A soft pleasant chime comes from Wicked Igraine al'Nighter's ivy leaves bracelet. Ochrion Nightrise recovers the many handfuls of ground foxglove. You wave your tentacles to Mordred, Mr Thalasso D'alfin, Kokoro the giant fruitbat, Wicked Igraine al'Nighter and Ochrion Nightrise. Mr Thalasso D'alfin joins 'Taxi' with an invite from Mordred. Kokoro the giant fruitbat nibbles on his wing hungrily. Ochrion Nightrise points at himself. Wicked Igraine al'Nighter gets a duck right wing feather and an eel skin from a pocket in a stylish black bag. Ochrion Nightrise peers vaguely around. Ochrion Nightrise looks up and then down. You pet Kokoro the giant fruitbat. Water dribbles off Ochrion Nightrise to form a tiny puddle at his feet. Mordred says to Mr Thalasso D'alfin: your badge You open the northeast door. Here willows drape their branches down into the river which slows and meanders through the hills and dales, with the sounds of nature surrounding the area with peace. The stream meanders north-by-northwestward to a pier, and just to the southwest is a quaint thatched cottage. It is a damn cold spindlewinter's afternoon with a steady wind, dense cloud cover and light snow. There are three obvious exits: northwest, southwest and southeast. A shadoof is hanging over the river. You close the southwest door.