From LSWiki
You connect precisely and massively irradiate the sand worm's mouth with your
black entropy scythe, though it resists the attack somewhat.
The green glow from the male drow's brightly green-glowing bluish metal
armblade pulses as it strikes.
The sand worm dies.
You feel a sensation as of vistas of experience opening before you, and are
filled with an ineffable lust for life.
The male drow sacrifices some remains to the sun-god Apollo.
The dark-gray-skinned male troll says, >>> I'm going to whack you upside the
head now. <<< in gutturally-accented Anglic.
The dark-gray-skinned male troll tries to whack the male drow with his right
hand.
You laugh.
The male drow states, 'that was so damn habit i didn't even try' in sibilant
Anglic.
The dark-gray-skinned male troll says, >>> that whole ordeal was so I could
skin the damn thing. <<< in gutturally-accented Anglic.
The male drow begins resting.
Zia falls down laughing.
The male drow states, 'lol god...my fingers just hit it without even thinking'
