<worn as a badge> a symbol of Malch'hor Ganl [superior]
<worn on head> an ancient, tribal coif
<worn on eyes> the eye of the beholder [poor] (magic)
<worn in ear> a tiny diorite ear stud [poor] (magic)
<worn in ear> a sparkling golden hoop earring (magic) (illuminating) [83%]
<worn on face> a stone mask [superior] (magic)
<worn around neck> a necklace of human teeth [superior] (magic)
<worn around neck> a sapphire and amethyst necklace [poor]
<worn on body> a suit of flame-wreathed platemail [74%]
<worn about body> a shroud of ethereal winds (magic)
<worn as quiver> a silken backsheath of flight (magic) [85%]
<worn about waist> a belt of skulls [poor] (magic) [83%]
<worn on belt buckle>a barbed dagger [superior] (glowing)
<attached to belt> a massive tome [52%]
<worn on arms> some armplates of dust (illuminating) [89%]
<held as shield> a well-polished mithril body shield [poor]
<worn around wrist> a dark religious bracer
<worn around wrist> a dark religious bracer
<worn on finger> an enchanted ring of balor bone
<held> the gem of the aerie [superior] (magic)
<worn on feet> the boots of the four winds [superior] (magic)
The Brawling Foot Inn
A few chairs are missing their legs. Some minotaurs have belt the need to
bash another more annoying cow with them, more than one table is splintered
along its edges also, with a few broken in two. The tavern was constructed in
a square shape with the business counter and meat room on the western wing. On
the southern section, a gigantic, elevated, flat, tap floor was constructed.
Dried pools of blood are visible atop of it. Its purpose, to provide ample
entertainment so the customers don't get too rowdy. Many war prisoners come
here to be named guest of honor and then they have the luxury of being beaten
to death by the members of the audience.
Obvious exits: -East -West # -Up
< 420h/420H 117v/121V Pos: standing >
Pardon?
< 420h/420H 117v/121V Pos: standing >
Score information for Samsara
Level: 50 Race: Shade Class: Illusionist / Dark Dreamer Sex: Female
Hit points: 420(420) Moves: 118(121)
Coins carried: 2 platinum 1 gold 0 silver 0 copper
Compression ratio: 53%
Status: Standing.
Coldshielded
Frags: +0.00 Deaths: 24
Detecting: Invisible Evil Good Magic Life
Protected from: Evil Good Fire
Enchantments: Ultravision Farsee Fly Armor
Combat Pulse: 16 Spell Pulse: 0.70
Leaderboard Points: 494
Active Spells:
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phantom armor (3 minutes)
detect invisibility (27 minutes)
well-rested bonus (144 minutes)
< 420h/420H 118v/121V Pos: standing >
A drunk minotaur enters from the east.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A drunk minotaur leaves up.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A drunk minotaur enters from above.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A drunk minotaur leaves east.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider closes the door.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider starts casting an offensive spell called 'solbeeps missile barrage'.
A Drider snaps into visibility.
< 420h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider completes his spell...
A Drider utters the words 'garbzzsg wuggurz babragruoz'
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
< 281h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider starts casting an offensive spell.
< 281h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider completes his spell...
A Drider utters the words 'garbzzsg wuggurz babragruoz'
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
-=[A Drider's force missile slams into you.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
< 96h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider starts casting an offensive spell called 'immolate'.
< 97h/420H 121v/121V Pos: standing >
A Drider completes his spell...
A Drider utters the word 'uwwarahz'
A flaming conflagration spews from a Drider striking you full on!
The flames cause your skin to smoke!
Your blood rushes out of your veins, as you slowly run out of life.
Blood pours from your many serious wounds and your strength fails.
You realize this may have been your last battle, and prepare for oblivion.
< -3h/420H 121v/121V Pos: on your ass >
The flames cause your skin to smoke!