< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A Lich completes his spell...
A Lich utters the words 'buoblg qrunsoqpze yugh'
A Lich's magic fist punches an orc anti-paladin into so much pulp!
An orc anti-paladin is dead! R.I.P.
The unmistakable scent of fresh blood can be smelled as an orc anti-paladin dies in agony.
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
The Inn of the Shady Grove
Obvious exits: -East -South
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
The corpse of an orc anti-paladin is lying here.
[2] The corpse of an Orc is lying here.
[8] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
A Lich (medium) Clan Love Corpse stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Lich's head.
A warg prowls here looking for things to eat.
An orcish guard stands in mid-air here, fighting a Lich.
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
An orcish guard's decent punch strikes a Lich.
An orcish guard's punch strikes a Lich.
An orcish guard's feeble punch grazes a Lich.
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A Lich starts casting an offensive spell.
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
You stare at the sky.
< 1h/679H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A Lich completes his spell...
A Lich utters the words 'buoblg qfjgpuio paie'
A huge fist crushes you completely, leaving nothing but a wet smear.