[Delerak]

This is an unedited log from 04-06-02 Quest that took place on Armageddon MUD, I'm sure they don't mind me posting, and if they do, oh well.

I broke it up into sections.

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Before the battle, our mercenary hero begins preparations in Allanak for the hunt, but what he finds is something he didn't bargain for..
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The cadaverous, dark-skinned man looks up at you.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingemote frowns as he glances down the road.
The grisly, brownish-skinned man frowns as he glances down the road.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingtell cadaverous I ain' gettin' paid fer dis
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You say to the cadaverous, dark-skinned man, in sirihish:
"I ain' gettin' paid fer dis"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingInside the Main Gate [NESW]
The main gate of the city-state of Allanak towers high here, its
twin obsidian towers separating the life-threatening perils of the
desert from the life-threatening perils of the city. Outside of the
gate, a wide road stretches outwards before circling around the city,
side roads branching in all directions: the boulder wastelands to the
west, the flat, empty plains to the south, and the endless, infernal
desert to the infinite north.
Inside the gate, Caravan Road plunges eastward into the heart of
the city, passing by the elemental temples and three Quarters before
reaching its end. Wall Road leads north and south, creeping along
the inside of the high city walls.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.

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The human soldier briefly inspects your belongings before allowing you to pass.
Caravan Road [EW]
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
Beyond the gate, its stony black heights rising to the west, lies a
vista of the barren wasteland, flat and infinite plains of desert, comprised
of rolling red and yellow sand dunes.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.

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East of here is Caravan Road.
[Very far]
The compact, olive eyed man is standing here.
The soft-featured woman is standing here.
A grey kank stands here, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.
The lissome, tawny-skinned man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingYou are using:
<worn on head> a new spiky helmet
<worn around neck> a new duskhorn leather collar
<worn across back> a sizeable leather backpack
<worn on torso> a new braxat-hide jacket
<worn on arms> a new pair of leather arm bands
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn as belt> a leather swordbelt
<hung from belt> a black mandible-bladed scimitar
<hung from belt> a bone bastard sword
<worn around body> a hooded brown sandcloth cloak
<worn on legs> a new pair of gwoshi-hide pants
<worn on feet> a new pair of spiky boots

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To the west is Inside the Main Gate.
[Near]
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man is standing here.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.

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To the west is Inside the Main Gate.
[Near]
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man is standing here.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingCaravan Road [NEW]
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
Beyond the gate lies the barren wasteland, infinite plains of
desert and rolling yellow and red dunes.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.

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The human soldier walks west.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingTo the west is Caravan Road.
[Far]
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man is standing here.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.
[Near]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingNorth of here are Allanak Stables.
[Near]
The clumsy, squat dwarf waddles along trying to hold some large rocks.
The stablemaster, a brutish half-giant, is standing here giving orders.

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To the west is Caravan Road.
[Far]
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.
[Near]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.

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To the east is Caravan Road.
[Very far]
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is standing here.
The tall figure in a dark, hooded cloak languidly leans up against the wall here.
The disfigured, eyeless elf fumbles along here, loudly begging for food.
[Far]
A grey kank stands here, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.
The lissome, tawny-skinned man is standing here.
[Near]
Nothing.

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Allanak Stables [S]
The earthy smell of animals fill this building which houses mounts of
all sorts, from erdlu to kanks. Stalls form intricate pathways around
wooden support pillars, and stablehands move about caring for the beasts.
(OOC: There is a SIGN on the wall which you could stand to read.)
Through a large gate to the south can be seen Caravan Way.
The clumsy, squat dwarf waddles along trying to hold some large rocks.
The stablemaster, a brutish half-giant, is standing here giving orders.

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save
who
You are using:
<worn on head> a new spiky helmet
<worn around neck> a new duskhorn leather collar
<worn across back> a sizeable leather backpack
<worn on torso> a new braxat-hide jacket
<worn on arms> a new pair of leather arm bands
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn as belt> a leather swordbelt
<hung from belt> a black mandible-bladed scimitar
<hung from belt> a bone bastard sword
<worn around body> a hooded brown sandcloth cloak
<worn on legs> a new pair of gwoshi-hide pants
<worn on feet> a new pair of spiky boots

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingSaving Kaeru.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingImmortals
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There are 0 Immortals currently in the world.

There are 106 players currently in the world, other than yourself.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingemote looks around, grunting.
The grisly, brownish-skinned man looks around, grunting.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingl in belt
l in cloak
In a leather swordbelt (used) :
a bone-headed tomahawk
a few stitched, obsidian-dyed tickets

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingIn a hooded brown sandcloth cloak (used) :
a chitin-handled, agate dagger
a pile of allanaki coins

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingdraw bastard
You draw a bone bastard sword.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingdraw scimitar
You draw a black mandible-bladed scimitar.

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Caravan Road [NEW]
e
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
Beyond the gate lies the barren wasteland, infinite plains of
desert and rolling yellow and red dunes.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingCaravan Road [ESW]
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
Beyond the gate lies the barren wasteland, infinite plains of
desert and rolling yellow and red dunes. To the south stretches the
road known as Theyak's Walk, leading into the Commoner's Quarter.

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The large, slant-eyed human has arrived from the east, riding a grey kank.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingthink Well, if'n **** does happen I'm gonna be ready
You think:
"Well, if'n **** does happen I'm gonna be ready"

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A grey kank walks west, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.

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To the south is Theyak's Walk.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
A lean elf, hair the color of bleached bone, stalks along the street.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The lean, dark-eyed man is standing here.
The dusty man stalks around, a worried expression on his face.
[Near]
Nothing.

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East of here is Caravan Road.
[Very far]
The dust-covered, freckled elf is here, crying out for sids.
The scarred, sunken-eyed beggar grovels for coins here piteously.
[Far]
The short figure in a dusty inky-black, hooded sandcloth greatcloak is standing here.
The very short figure in a hooded, red-silk cloak wearing a lacey black veil is standing here.
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is standing here.
The tall figure in a dark, hooded cloak languidly leans up against the wall here.
The disfigured, eyeless elf fumbles along here, loudly begging for food.
[Near]
Nothing.

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To the west is Caravan Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.
[Far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A half-giant soldier of Tektolnes stands here impassively.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
[Near]
A grey kank stands here, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.

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Caravan Road [EW]
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
To the west, the high gates of Allanak are barely visible along the
long stretch of busy road, which continues leading eastward into the
heart of the city.

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Caravan Road [ESW]
Stretching itself out here is a long road, paved in rough yellowy
brown sandstone, covered with reddish dust and sand, and wide enough that at
least four caravans could pass through. The sun-browned backs of slaves
march along, carrying goods. The sky's blood-red glory shines from above
the main gate, highlighting its ominously smooth stones.
To the south, the raucous sounds of carousing belch forth from
a large building, mixed with the scents of grilling meat and alcohol.
The short figure in a dusty inky-black, hooded sandcloth greatcloak is standing here.
The very short figure in a hooded, red-silk cloak wearing a lacey black veil is standing here.
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is standing here.
The tall figure in a dark, hooded cloak languidly leans up against the wall here.
The disfigured, eyeless elf fumbles along here, loudly begging for food.


....
Later on in the day our greedy mercenary gets asked to volunteer and he doesn't work for free.
....


Rubbing his neck slowly, you say, in sirihish:
"Hm..battle"

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Inside the Main Gate [NESW]
The main gate of the city-state of Allanak towers high here, its
twin obsidian towers separating the life-threatening perils of the
desert from the life-threatening perils of the city. Outside of the
gate, a wide road stretches outwards before circling around the city,
side roads branching in all directions: the boulder wastelands to the
west, the flat, empty plains to the south, and the endless, infernal
desert to the infinite north.
Inside the gate, Caravan Road plunges eastward into the heart of
the city, passing by the elemental temples and three Quarters before
reaching its end. Wall Road leads north and south, creeping along
the inside of the high city walls.
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man is standing here.
The statuesque, raven-haired soldier stands here, arms folded sternly.
The thick-bearded, half giant soldier stands here.
The rotund, half-giant soldier stands here.
The slope-shouldered, half-giant soldier stands here on guard.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A grey kank stands here, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.
A brown inix stands here, carrying the sinewy, braided young templar on his back.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.

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The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak has arrived from the east.

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The cadaverous, dark-skinned man bows to the sinewy, braided young templar.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The sinewy, braided young templar looks at the short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak.
The large, slant-eyed human has lost link.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingl short glancing over his shoulder.
Long strands of wispy blonde hair drape across this husky, human
woman's face and shoulders, clumped together with a wide assortment of filth
and miscellaneous debris. Her face is well rounded at the cheeks and chin,
the faded brown hue of her eyes apearing darker by their sunken-looking
depth and the dark red shade which encases them. Her frame is thick,
showing signs of muscle beneath a significant layer of fat, bulging out
visibily at her waist, thighs, and shoulders. When visible, numerous teeth
seem to be missing from her lower jaw, and the forefinger of her left hand is
a mere jagged stump past the first knuckle.
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is in excellent condition.

The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is using:
<face> a red teardrop tattoo
<worn across back> a dusty shabby basket
<hands> a tattoo of several coins
<worn around body> a dusty dark, hooded cloak
<worn on legs> a sweat-stained pair of grimy linen trousers
<worn on feet> a dusty pair of cracked-leather boots

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The cadaverous, dark-skinned man says to the sinewy, braided young templar, in sirihish:
"Yes, M'Lady."

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To the south is Wall Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.

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The sinewy, braided young templar says to the cadaverous, dark-skinned man, in sirihish:
"Be quicky about it."

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The cadaverous, dark-skinned man walks south.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingemote watches ~short.
The grisly, brownish-skinned man watches the short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak.

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Inside the Main Gate [NESW]
The main gate of the city-state of Allanak towers high here, its
twin obsidian towers separating the life-threatening perils of the
desert from the life-threatening perils of the city. Outside of the
gate, a wide road stretches outwards before circling around the city,
side roads branching in all directions: the boulder wastelands to the
west, the flat, empty plains to the south, and the endless, infernal
desert to the infinite north.
Inside the gate, Caravan Road plunges eastward into the heart of
the city, passing by the elemental temples and three Quarters before
reaching its end. Wall Road leads north and south, creeping along
the inside of the high city walls.
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak is standing here.
The statuesque, raven-haired soldier stands here, arms folded sternly.
The thick-bearded, half giant soldier stands here.
The rotund, half-giant soldier stands here.
The slope-shouldered, half-giant soldier stands here on guard.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here vigilantly.
A grey kank stands here, carrying the large, slant-eyed human on his back.
A brown inix stands here, carrying the sinewy, braided young templar on his back.
The dark brown elf is standing here.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
A half-giant of Tektolnes stands here, watching the city gate.
The bald, harshly-tanned soldier is standing here.
A human soldier of Tektolnes stands here, warily guarding the city gate.

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The cadaverous, dark-skinned man has arrived from the south.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The sinewy, braided young templar's eyes settle on you.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man walks east.

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You are using:
<worn on head> a new spiky helmet
<worn around neck> a new duskhorn leather collar
<worn across back> a sizeable leather backpack
<worn on torso> a new braxat-hide jacket
<worn on arms> a new pair of leather arm bands
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn around wrist> a new oil-darkened leather bracer
<worn as belt> a leather swordbelt
<hung from belt> a black mandible-bladed scimitar
<hung from belt> a bone bastard sword
<worn around body> a hooded brown sandcloth cloak
<worn on legs> a new pair of gwoshi-hide pants
<worn on feet> a new pair of spiky boots

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The sinewy, braided young templar asks you, in sirihish:
"You want to kill some northerners, Kaeru?"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The short figure in a dusty dark, hooded cloak approaches amidst a large crowd, watching curiously from a distance.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingemote looks up at %sinewy mounted form.
The grisly, brownish-skinned man looks up at the sinewy, braided young templar's mounted form.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingtell sinewy Ah-m..Hm..
You say to the sinewy, braided young templar, in sirihish:
"Ah-m..Hm.."

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The dark brown elf walks north.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingtell sinewy And what do I get if'n I come wit the Lady Templar?
You ask the sinewy, braided young templar, in sirihish:
"And what do I get if'n I come wit the Lady Templar?"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingl templar as he loosens a bastard sword on his belt.
Long, blue-black hair which is kept in a tight braid, trails
down the back of this tall woman to her slender waist. Several small
ringlets of shiny dark frame a fair face of delicate features. A
small, well formed mouth with lips stained a dark red is topped by a
pert nose. Her eyes are a deep shade of verdigris green, with tiny
flecks of gold and blue visible within and are fitted with thick
curled eyelashes and carefully sculpted eyebrows. Her lean frame
sports an athletic musculature, and is covered with golden brown
skin which bares a few scars, the largest of which being a jagged
slash across her forearm. Subtle, graceful curves make up her
feminine form which extends out to long limbs ending in strong hands
and slender feet.
The sinewy, braided young templar is in excellent condition.

The sinewy, braided young templar is using:
<worn on head> a new sturdy inix-hide helmet
<floating about head> a glowing ball of green light
<worn in hair> a cord of thin black leather
<worn in left ear> a dragon-shaped jade and black earring
<worn in right ear> a dragon-shaped jade and black earring
<worn around neck> a new fanged, inix-shell gorget
<worn about throat> a medallion of Tektolnes
<worn across back> a serpent-carved, bone-hilted broadsword
<worn on right shoulder> a shield-shaped, black cloth patch
<worn on arms> a new set of tight-fitting, black leather armbands
<worn around wrist> a new black-leather, crimson-razored wrist-wrap
<worn around wrist> a new black-leather, crimson-razored wrist-wrap
<worn on hands> a new pair of anakore-claw gloves
<worn on forearms> a small black leather armsheath
<worn around body> a blue, hooded templar's robe
<worn on legs> a new pair of snug-fitting, black leather pants
<worn on right ankle> a leather and chitin strap-sheath
<worn on feet> a pair of knee-high dark leather boots

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The sinewy, braided young templar says to you, in sirihish:
"I'm not going anywhere, we're assigning volunteers to watch the city."

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingtell sinewy (scratching behind his neck at his sweaty skin) Ahm not really a volunteer, if I see someone makin' trouble I'll put 'em down though
Scratching behind his neck at his sweaty skin, you say to the sinewy, braided young templar, in sirihish:
"Ahm not really a volunteer, if I see someone makin' trouble I'll put 'em down though"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingemote hooks a thumb into ~bastard's hilt.
The grisly, brownish-skinned man hooks a thumb into your bone bastard sword's hilt.

Many hours pass and nothing.. the mercenary becomes restless and notices an Army forming up on the streets, he goes to find out what is truly happening...


t the top of her lungs, the short templar wearing a laughing-demon mask shouts, in sirihish:
"Citizens of the Empire! Today is a day that will forever gown down into the anels of history. Today is the day that we shall once and for all destroy the forces of the bastard utep!"

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The sun rises over the spires of Allanak's east wall.
The human soldier groans and rises from his position.
The human soldier shouts, in sirihish:
"Open the gates!"
The human soldier sends up a call to the tower to open the gates.
The human soldier opens the gates.

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The brutally scarred, sun-bronzed man gets up and stands to his feet.

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A large gateway is set into the thick stone wall to the west.
save
The gates are open.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
The figure in a hooded brown sandcloth cloak stands off to the side of the gateway.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingSaving Kaeru.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The petite, honey-haired young woman glances to the templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask and inclines her head as she tightens the straps of her bag.
The cadaverous, dark-skinned man shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory to the Highlord!"

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A glossy green inix yawns, opening its gaping mouth.
At the top of her lungs, the short templar wearing a laughing-demon mask shouts, in sirihish:
"DEATH TO UTEP! GLORY TO THE HIGHLORD!!"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The stalwart, black-runed man closes a black, azure-embroidered backpack.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walkingThe grisly, brownish-skinned man watches the short templar wearing a laughing-demon mask silently.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask says to the petite, honey-haired young woman, in sirihish:
"Where you can.."

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The tall, pale-eyed woman shouts, in sirihish:
"Praise the Highlord!"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The grizzled, slouched man shouts, in sirihish:
"Long live Allanak!"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The emerald-eyed, richly tanned man shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory to the Highlord!"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The crown braided, one-eyed man shouts, in sirihish:
"Lets teach them tree huggin rebels somthin'!"

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The clumsy-looking, squat dwarf has arrived from the north.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask shouts, in sirihish:
"Hail Tektolnes! Hail the Dragon!"

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The lithe, black-maned man shouts, in sirihish:
"For the Highlord and our families!"

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The petite, honey-haired young woman inclines her head to the templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask.

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Raising his fist skyward, the lissome, tawny-skinned man shouts, in sirihish:
"Praise the Highlord!"

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The strapping, blue-eyed man shouts, in sirihish:
"Long live the Highlord!"

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The rock-like dwarf raises a hand and yells.

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The short templar wearing a laughing-demon mask raises her other hand up as hundreds of soldiers, and hundreds of others take up the cry.

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A brown inix opens its jaws, letting its tongue dart out to lick its nostrils.

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The strapping, blue-eyed man draws a bone longsword.

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The strapping, blue-eyed man draws a bone longsword.

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The soft-featured woman shouts, in sirihish:
"DEATH TO THE REBELS!"

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The tan, black-haired man shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory for the Highlord! Mighty be those that serve His Gloriousness!"
The strapping, blue-eyed man raises his weapons as he shouts.

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The brutally scarred, sun-bronzed man shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory to the Highlord! Death to the traitors!]"

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The massive, crimson-eyed man whispers something to the large, slant-eyed human.

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The strapping, blue-eyed man sheathes a bone longsword.

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The weighty, horta-haired young man shouts, in sirihish:
"Butcher the bastard Rebels!"

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The grey-skinned half-giant draws a dusty studded wooden cudgel.

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The large, slant-eyed human shakes his head.

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The short templar wearing a laughing-demon mask turns and drops her legs, landing back in her saddle.

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A breeze stirs around the tan, black-haired man in the otherwise still air.

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The granite-skinned, half-elven man shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory to the Highlord!!"

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The statuesque, top-knotted man shakes his head slowly.

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Raising his dusty studded wooden cudgel above his head, the grey-skinned half-giant shouts, in sirihish:
"Glory to the Highlord!"

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The compact, olive eyed man swallows nervously, and grips his weapons tight.

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With raised swords, the dark, granite-skinned dwarf shouts, in sirihish:
"HaaZaa!"

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The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask calls out the name of the Highlord.

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The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask utters an incantation.

123/123hp 88m 119mv 118st walking
The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask calls out the name of the Highlord.

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The dark, granite-skinned dwarf looks up at the tall, pale-eyed woman.

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The templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask utters an incantation.
An obsidian, jade-eyed ratlon forms from bits of obsidian falling from the templar wearing an embroidered, black silk mask's hands.

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The clumsy-looking, squat dwarf walks east.

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The dark, granite-skinned dwarf looks up at the weighty, horta-haired young man.

....
Our mercenary hero is amused by the spectacle, he decides he will accompany the Army for now, if not for the sheer lack of bordom, for the loot that awaits after such a battle.
.....


You know what this is a lot bigger then I thought, I'll just end it here, anyway the character lived through the whole war and battles and everything and ended up dying to an elven raider and a poisoned arrow.. it was really fun though the whole ordeal spanned about eight hours if not more if I recall correctly, I'm sure others have their own logs of this HRPT.

-Del