General logs: Mark of Abjuration
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Mark of Abjuration | Harly | 2011-07-25 04:10 am | 779 |
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level 229, -429 align, 10:30 am game time |
A Dark Walkway - - -
(-------------------------------------------------) W <---(M)---> E
WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room. - - -
This walkway seems eerily quiet compared to the bustle of the city. The
walls and floor are dark granite. Your footsteps echo loudly off the bare
walls. Darkness fills the hallway completely. If the town weren't so
secure, this hallway would be a perfect place for thieves to sneak up and
backstab people. Occasional whispers drift through the hallway. A shallow
layer of water has spread across the floor of the lowered floor, likely a
product of a broken drainpipe nearby.
(Red Aura) A bandana-sporting fey lurks about suspiciously.
[Mail][*]<1533hp 1616sp 1342st>
lo fey
Wild-eyed and frantic, this faerie looks as though she'd be very happy to
escape New Kolvir without being apprehended. Her looting sack is fat, and
so will she as she fences it all. Assuming, of course, that she makes it
out of her. But faeries, and fey in particular, are rare sights in the
city. The New Kolvir guards have an uncanny talent for seeing through
illusory disguises, and the moat is impassable for a fey. Unfortunately for
her, simply walking out looks impossible.
She is a fey approximately 4'9" tall.
A wily rogue is in good health.
You peek at the inventory:
Nothing.
[Mail][*]<1533hp 1616sp 1342st>
vis
You fade back into sight.
You no longer feel stealthy.
You are now visible to the naked eye again.
[Mail]<1533hp 1620sp 1345st>
c abjure rogue
You begin to speak the words of the spell...
[Mail]<1533hp 1620sp 1345st>
You have completed your casting.
A silver runestone, an astral bauble, and a summoning stone flare brightly and vanish!
A swirling vortex of prismatic lightning sucks a wily rogue, shrieking, back into his own plane of existence.
For returning a faerie to her home plane, the Powers have granted thee a Mark.
You have been granted Abjuration!
You gain 74 practices!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 450,000 experience points!
Spectral flames surround a wily rogue as she is struck by the force of your abjuration.
A wily rogue is struck on the leg with your holy wrath causing modest damage.
(-------------------------------------------------) W <---(M)---> E
WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room. - - -
This walkway seems eerily quiet compared to the bustle of the city. The
walls and floor are dark granite. Your footsteps echo loudly off the bare
walls. Darkness fills the hallway completely. If the town weren't so
secure, this hallway would be a perfect place for thieves to sneak up and
backstab people. Occasional whispers drift through the hallway. A shallow
layer of water has spread across the floor of the lowered floor, likely a
product of a broken drainpipe nearby.
(Red Aura) A bandana-sporting fey lurks about suspiciously.
[Mail][*]<1533hp 1616sp 1342st>
lo fey
Wild-eyed and frantic, this faerie looks as though she'd be very happy to
escape New Kolvir without being apprehended. Her looting sack is fat, and
so will she as she fences it all. Assuming, of course, that she makes it
out of her. But faeries, and fey in particular, are rare sights in the
city. The New Kolvir guards have an uncanny talent for seeing through
illusory disguises, and the moat is impassable for a fey. Unfortunately for
her, simply walking out looks impossible.
She is a fey approximately 4'9" tall.
A wily rogue is in good health.
You peek at the inventory:
Nothing.
[Mail][*]<1533hp 1616sp 1342st>
vis
You fade back into sight.
You no longer feel stealthy.
You are now visible to the naked eye again.
[Mail]<1533hp 1620sp 1345st>
c abjure rogue
You begin to speak the words of the spell...
[Mail]<1533hp 1620sp 1345st>
You have completed your casting.
A silver runestone, an astral bauble, and a summoning stone flare brightly and vanish!
A swirling vortex of prismatic lightning sucks a wily rogue, shrieking, back into his own plane of existence.
For returning a faerie to her home plane, the Powers have granted thee a Mark.
You have been granted Abjuration!
You gain 74 practices!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 1,000,000 experience points!
You gain 450,000 experience points!
Spectral flames surround a wily rogue as she is struck by the force of your abjuration.
A wily rogue is struck on the leg with your holy wrath causing modest damage.