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/Old Behold thought he was hard/ Against the Losthaven Guard/ Then Gav hoisted on his tabard/ And then he bloody smacked him hard / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / And then he bloody smacked him hard! / Cos no one messes with the Losthaven Guard!

You walk north.
You sense that a shadowy bezhuldaar has committed violence against Hanoma and
the natural order that it expresses.
You cannot see anything; your surroundings are filled with a thick, murky,
unnatural darkness.
Something flies in from the south.
> You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
Something's right fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's something dissipates.
Something's something vanishes.
Something's something collapses into a tiny bubble and disappears.
Something is torn from something.
Something's left fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's right mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's left mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's right middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's left middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's right mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's left mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's right hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's left hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
Something's central eye is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's something is torn from it.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of  the thing,
quickly lancing into you.
You feel sluggish.
You resist the attack somewhat.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of  the thing,
quickly lancing into you.
Your body goes numb.
You feel more sluggish.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
> [ Spirit: 1213/1329  Endurance: 2157/2279  Speed: 35 ]
The mass of shimmering runes covering something's body glows with a fierce
blue light that expands out from it to fill the whole area.  When the blinding
light shrinks and collapses, it looks healed.
The subtly-altered fields of probability surrounding something warp back to
their original shape.
Something connects fairly well and munches on your chest with its mouth,
despite your attempt to parry it with your something.
Something connects adequately and bites your head and chest with its mouth,
despite your attempt to parry it with your something.
Sensation returns to your body.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is driven away by the holy power of Yehovah.
> [ Spirit: 1329  Endurance: 2156.4/2279  Speed: 35  Head: 171.7/177.7  Chest:
348.6/390.9 ]
Something stretches its wings out.
Something connects by the slimmest of margins and bites your head and chest
with its mouth, despite your attempt to parry it with your something.
Something flies south.
To the south, someone shouts, "Guards!  Help me!"
You feel less sluggish.
The white-skinned male human yawns.
You walk south.
Main Street [n, s, e, w, street]
    Above you is a still, clear sky.  You are on Main street, east of the City
Square.  North is City Hall and south is the shop.  The area is reasonably
well-lit.  Obvious exits are north, south, east and west.
Fledge flies in from the north.
> You concentrate on the shadowy bezhuldaar and peer into the crystal ball.
After a few moments, you find a shadowy bezhuldaar at Baldwin Amphegere's
general store.
You cannot see anything; the place you are trying to look into is filled with
a thick, murky, unnatural darkness.
You feel tired and spiritually drained from using the crystal ball.
> You walk south.
You cannot see anything; your surroundings are filled with a thick, murky,
unnatural darkness.
Something flies in from the north.
> You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
A writhing, shadowy tendril of dark energy forms in front of  the thing,
quickly lancing into you.
You resist the attack somewhat.
Something's right fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's left fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's right mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's left mid-fore eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's right middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's left middle eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's right mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's left mid-hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's right hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's left hind eyestalk is transformed into pure holiness.
Something's central eye is transformed into pure holiness.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic. 
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
You make the sign of the cross in the air with your right hand.
You boom, (%\ Creature of foul darkness, by the power of mighty Yehovah, I
command you to begone! /%) in beautifully-accented Anglic.
Something is blasted by the holy might of Yehovah.
> [ Spirit: 1220/1329  Endurance: 2014.2/2279  Speed: 38  Head: 172.7/177.7 
Chest: 367.3/390.9 ]
Something begins to move much slower after the passing of a powerful energy
charge from its body.
Something ceases to be attuned to the flows of energy in the area.
Something's channels of focussed power dissolve as a charge of energy
dissipates from its body.
Something seems weaker as a charge of energy dissipates from its form.
The protective aura surrounding its body collapses in on itself and vanishes.
Something seems much more vulnerable to the surrounding world.
The cold, gray folds of shadow surrounding something collapse back on
themselves and vanish.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
The thing falls to the floor with a small thud.
Something disappears, swirling into nothingness.
> You begin meditating.
> You concentrate on the ghost and peer into the crystal ball.
After a few moments, you find a ghost at the cathedral altar.
the cathedral altar [s, e]
   Standing here is an enormous altar, decked in gold and fresh flowers. 
Statues of the saints and prophets of Yehovah look down from pillars.  Seven
white candles burn from the altar, and a huge gold cross hangs on the wall
beyond.  Something is engraved on the altar.  The area is reasonably well-lit. 
Obvious exits are south and east.  A gray-skinned female dwarf, a ghost and a
white-skinned male human are here.
You feel tired and spiritually drained from using the crystal ball.
> You feel energy flowing into the violet glyph above your head.
You attune yourself further to nature with your meditations.
You feel the ocean blue glyph on your right palm attune itself more closely to
you, reflecting your connection with nature.
[OOC Behold] well, that will teach me to go idle in LH.

fun with the sand worm

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'

You call a foul curse upon Dame Merista causing her body to twist violently
with a hideous disfigurement.
Dame Merista takes off her palm lesser ring of protection.
Dame Merista takes off her silvery-lacquered ashwood amulet of force
retribution.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right boot.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left boot.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right greave.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left greave.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right gauntlet.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left gauntlet.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate right armguard.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate left armguard.
Dame Merista takes off her steel plate cuirass.
Dame Merista puts away her white steel kite shield.
> The young tan-skinned female half-elf guard dies.
[ Spirit: 637/721  Endurance: 1309.8/1313  Speed: 43  Head: 111.3/118.9 
Chest: 252.1/261.5 ]
The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard moans in agony and clutches his
left arm due to the unholy taint infecting him.
The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard connects skillfully and slashes
your right wing with his mithril broadsword.
[ Spirit: 637/721  Endurance: 1310/1313  Speed: 43  Head: 111.3/118.9  Chest:
252.1/261.5 ]
Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form.
You swing the butt of your black entropy scythe into her chest.
Dame Merista's chest is pounded.
You connect fairly well and massively irradiate Dame Merista's chest and right
arm with your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her
steel longsword.
You connect adequately and vaporize Dame Merista's chest and right leg with
your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel
longsword.
rend
Black arcing blades manifest around Dame Merista and slash her at your
command.
Dame Merista resists the attack slightly.
Dame Merista resists the attack slightly.
> The white-skinned male half-elf honor guard bravely steps in front of Dame
Merista to protect her from danger.
[ Spirit: 622/721  Endurance: 1303.8/1313  Speed: 43  Head: 111.3/118.9 
Chest: 252.1/261.5 ]
Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form.
An unholy glow flares about your black entropy scythe as you strike Dame
Merista with it sinking into her.
Dame Merista is jinxed, though she resists the attack somewhat.
Dame Merista is infected with an unholy taint.
You connect reasonably well and vaporize Dame Merista's head and chest with
your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel
longsword.
Dame Merista connects adequately and pounds your chest with her left hand, and
you are slightly staggered by the attack.
> [ Spirit: 645/721  Endurance: 1300.9/1313  Speed: 43  Head: 111.3/118.9 
Chest: 245.4/261.5 ]
Some power flows from your black entropy scythe into your form.
You connect well and massively irradiate Dame Merista's head and chest with
your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her steel
longsword.
Dame Merista has been mortally wounded and will die soon if not aided.
You connect skillfully and mutilate Dame Merista's chest, left arm and left
hand with your black entropy scythe, despite her attempt to parry it with her
steel longsword.
Dame Merista dies.

Kinass

[03:46] [OOC Kinass] Ah, a reboot. So Brawn and Hypnotiq's equipment have been
lost.
[03:46] [OOC Substance nods]
[03:47] [OOC Substance] the phylactery of stars was only hard to come by piece
in hypnotiq's inventory
[03:47] [OOC Fezzik] We learn from history that we do not learn anything from
history.
[03:47] [OOC Surgin] and i have a few extra somewhere
[03:47] [OOC Kinass] Brawn had quite a few important pieces in his inventory.
[03:47] [OOC Surgin] the armour set mostly on brawn
[03:47] [OOC Substance] you killed brawn?
[03:47] [OOC Kinass] Yes.
[03:47] [OOC Surgin] afk rager isn't much of a fight
[03:47] [OOC Fezzik] It's that SPECIAL kind of ultraviolet light... you know,
the kind that doesn't travel at the speed of light.
[03:47] [OOC Substance boggles]
[03:48] [OOC Substance ahhs]
[03:48] [OOC Kinass] He attempted to kill me with Slugworth after talking to
me as Brawn.
[03:49] [OOC Kinass] Quite boring here tonight. Nothing but xp grinding.
[03:50] [OOC Surgin] oh, you do some leveling after all
[03:50] [OOC Joku] I have done enough leveling.
[03:50] [OOC Substance chuckles]