The death of [56 Swordsman] Porkula (Minotaur)

in Mock Combat Chamber

from the perspective of [56 Swordsman] Porkula (Minotaur)


Mock Combat Chamber
Obvious exits: -W
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
The corpse of a Minotaur is lying here.
A gnoby piece of wood, perhaps a small mace, lies here.
A steel long sword has been left here.
A steel short sword lies discarded here.
A steel dagger has been tossed aside here.
A two-handed sword, nearly six feet in length, lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[2] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[2] A small raven totem lies here.
[2] A small limestone totem lies here.
[2] A small ivory totem lies here.
A large stone warhammer has been dropped here.
[2] A warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A Revenant (huge) (HardCore) Leader of Waiting For Pwipe stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Revenant's head.
A sparring warrior battles another minotaur.
A sparring warrior battles another minotaur.
A training warrior practices in mock combat.

< 125h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
AAAYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!

< 125h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
A Revenant starts casting a spell.

< 125h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
A Revenant's skin seems to turn to stone.

< 126h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
A Revenant completes his spell...
A Revenant utters the words 'taiqpzrgug yjfl'

< 126h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
A Revenant suddenly attacks YOU!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!

< 90h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
< T: Porkula TP: sta TC: awful E: A Revenant sta EP: excellent >
 You get a large wooden torch.

< 90h/1389H 176v/176V Pos: standing >
< T: Porkula TP: sta TC: awful E: A Revenant sta EP: excellent >
 You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
YIKES!  Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
Your instincts force you into a BloodLust!
You watch as the world spins around your gruesomely cut body.
You feel your strength wane, leaving you for the carrion crawlers to
devour.