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That fucker hits hard. Oh and firebolts hard! Tejon 2008-01-11 12:59 am 1283

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(Mount: 2195st)
<2245hp 1516sp 1624st>
AUCTION: Brimstone bids 20,100 gp on a guitar pick from Cacophony.
Draike, the Archon Hunter looks pretty beaten up.
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(Mount: 2195st)
<2245hp 1516sp 1624st>
You have completed your song.
A calming wave of energy washes over you.

(Mount: 2195st)
<2245hp 1469sp 1518st> throw flash hu

AUCTION: Sabon bids 30,000 gp on a guitar pick from Cacophony.

(Mount: 2195st)
<2245hp 1469sp 1518st>
A water sprite turns white with fear at the sight of you!
A water sprite panics, and attempts to flee.
A water sprite climbs west.
A water sprite has fled for her life!
AUCTION: A guitar pick from Cacophony: going once for 30,000 gp to Sabon.
Draike, the Archon Hunter shivers and suffers.
Draike, the Archon Hunter has completed his casting.
A roaring bolt of fire darker than the deadliest crimson shoots from Draike, the Archon Hunter's outstretched hand toward you.
You are burned on the head by Draike, the Archon Hunter's flames causing unbelievable damage.
You enter into combat with Draike, the Archon Hunter.
Draike, the Archon Hunter is harmed on the arm with your energy causing trivial damage.
Draike, the Archon Hunter is harmed on the head with your energy causing paltry damage.
You are burned on the torso by Draike, the Archon Hunter's flames causing modest damage.
Draike, the Archon Hunter is harmed on the head with your energy causing paltry damage.
You are harmed on the arm by Draike, the Archon Hunter's energy causing tremendous damage.
You are harmed on the arm by Draike, the Archon Hunter's energy causing unbelievable damage.
You fall from a young pegasus.
You have been slain!
Your disembodied soul rises from your ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Tejon.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
There is a bright flash of blue light, and you vanish to the Ethereal Plane.
A haze of crimson and gold sparks flit across your field of vision.
You feel a sharp prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened.
Your feet rise a few inches off the ground.
You feel a prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened.
You feel a soft prickling on the back of your neck as your senses are heightened.
You turn translucent.

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