<worn on face> a black leather mask
<worn about body> a hard leather cloak
<worn about waist> a thin leather belt
<worn on arms> a pair of tight black sleeves
<held as shield> a small round wooden shield
<worn on hands> a pair of tight black gloves
<primary weapon> a thin steel dagger
<worn on legs> a pair of tight black pants
<worn on feet> a pair of tight black slippers
The Inn of the Shady Grove
The small and simple room here is decorated with a variety of
plants and pieces of furniture. The room is constructed from stone
and mortar. The room glows an erie yellow from the large candles
which burn on the counter along the west wall. A hallway can be
seen just beyond the counter where visitors have taken some time
off. There are exits leading into the House of the Poor and the
Bar of the Dancing Flame.
A bright light fills this area.
Obvious exits: -East -South
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A huge block of solid ice is here to the east.
A huge block of solid ice is here to the south.
The corpse of an Orc is lying here.
The corpse of a dancing elven girl is lying here.
The corpse of ixie is lying here.
[2] The corpse of an orc anti-paladin is lying here.
The corpse of a cowardly orcish girl is lying here.
The corpse of an orcish guard is lying here.
The corpse of an orc anti-paladin is lying here.
You slide your legs into a pair of tight black pants.
You cover your arms with a pair of tight black sleeves.
You clasp a thin leather belt around your waist.
You pull a pair of tight black gloves onto your hands.
You place a pair of tight black slippers on your feet.
You strap a small round wooden shield to your arm.
You cover your face with a black leather mask.
You wear a hard leather cloak about your body.
You wield a thin steel dagger.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
You need at least one free hand to wield anything.
Your hands are full.
You will no longer automatically 'wear all' when you enter the game once you reach level 3.
< 1h/26H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
You attempt to hide yourself.
< 1h/26H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
A Githzerai snaps into visibility.
A halo of white light descends upon a Githzerai burning your soul.
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/26H 113v/113V Pos: sitting >