The death of [10 Cleric] Gordak (Dwarf)

in The Southern End of Grision Street

from the perspective of [10 Cleric] Gordak (Dwarf)


The Reception Room of the Inn of the Beech and Eucalyptus
Obvious exits: -N
The innkeeper stands behind a large desk, waiting patiently.

< 121h/121H 110v/110V Pos: standing >
The Inn of the Beech and Eucalyptus
Obvious exits: -N -S -W
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 warhammer with a sturdy-looking steel head lies here.
A stout cudgel carved from oak wood lies here.
[2] A large wooden torch has been discarded here.
[5] A small bandage rests upon the ground here.
A wandering human walks calmly here, interested in the high elves.
A high elf guard stands here, proudly patrolling the outpost.

< 121h/121H 109v/110V Pos: standing >
The Southern End of Grision Street
Obvious exits: -N -E
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
The corpse of a Thri-Kreen is lying here.
A deer stands here, grazing on some grass.
A water elemental is here, flowing like a living current. (minion) 
A water elemental is here, flowing like a living current. (minion) 

< 121h/121H 108v/110V Pos: standing >
You say in dwarven 'you!!'

< 121h/121H 108v/110V Pos: standing >
You aren't wearing anything!

< 121h/121H 110v/110V Pos: standing >
You say in dwarven 'how dare you!!!'

< 121h/121H 110v/110V Pos: standing >
A half-elf merchant snaps into visibility.
-=[Out of nowhere, a half-elf merchant stabs you in the back.]=-
YIKES!  Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
-=[Out of nowhere, a half-elf merchant stabs you in the back.]=-