save
Saving Kein.
Saving items.
Tr gossips-- 'or 3 hehe'
< 570hp 0ma 132mv >
The white aura around your body fades.
< 586hp 43ma 160mv >
Tr gossips-- 'well i havnt gotten a single 18 dex or 18 con in there'
< 586hp 43ma 160mv >
wake
stand
n
cast 'bless' kein
You are already awake...
< 586hp 43ma 160mv >
s
r
You stop resting, and stand up.
< 586hp 43ma 160mv >
Sandy Road
Exits: North East South West
A blessed spellbook with strange runes lies forgotten on the ground.
A native woman is gathering food in preparation for the big feast.
< 586hp 43ma 158mv > Ok.
You feel righteous.
< 586hp 38ma 158mv >
Travel Tent
Exits: North
A neatly bundled tuft of fur lies in the corner. [2]
A dark bottle of ale has been left here.
A large torch is rolling around on the floor.
A raft has been left here.
A small bag is lying in the corner.
A short dried root pokes out of the dirt. [2]
A glossy plucked eye stares at you from the ground.
A pulsing mass of grey matter lies puddled to the side.
A small red potion has carelessly been left here...It glows blue!
A soiled sheet from some notebook shifts here in the wind.
A middle-aged native woman with thin glasses made of turtle shell is here.
< 586hp 38ma 156mv >
You sit down and rest your tired bones.
< 586hp 38ma 156mv >
Connection closed by foreign host.
[best@vadim best]$telnet slothmud.org 6101
Trying 129.237.80.113...
Trying 129.237.80.113...
Connected to slothmud.org.
Escape character is '^]'.
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Make your choice: 1
Welcome to the land of DikuMUD. May your visit here be... Interesting.
East Bamboo Gate
The eastern gate of the small islander village is connected at either end
to the encroaching walls of the nearby cliffs. Inside the gates to the west
lies an assortment of tents and huts. Natives rush about the area preparing
for a feast or holiday festival of some sorts. The cliffs continue to pinch
to the east.
Exits: North East South West
A large note dispenser, with a button on the top, is here against the wall.
A large bulletin board is mounted on a wall here.
The massive bamboo gates stand ajar, allowing passage into the village.
A dark-skinned native man wanders around carrying a long spear.
< 570hp 1ma 132mv >
Ûøòñóêóäí, òî áèøü Sincerely yours,
Kein.
| Òèïà ðåãåí..;) - Kein , 01.04.2001 17:43 MSK |
