***COMMENT: Ok, here I stand. I feel a little cold - so i cast my warm caress spell to warm me up a little.
Little did I know....these NPC's are easily spooked!
cast warm caress
You make your hands free in preparation for the spell.
You scream in agony as Tyrel Gerftak strikes you fiercely with two drow battle
axes.
You focus on the temperature.
You touch the cheek of yourself.
Tyrel Gerftak hews a ghastly gash in you with a terrific swing of his drow
battle axe.
Tyrel Gerftak cleaves a gaping wound in you with an awesome chop of his drow
battle axe.
Tyrel Gerftak smashes the flat of his drow battle axe against you, knocking you
senseless.
Tyrel Gerftak hews a ghastly gash in you with a terrific swing of his drow
battle axe.
Tyrel Gerftak says: Me gonna smash you into little pieces.
Your mind is severely shocked!
You see how magical lights slip into the ether...
Oh no, you are dead.
I wonder what happens now?
You withdraw your hand before the temperature changes.
> look room
Dark guard room
A small room carved of rough-cut stone and totally lacking in decoration. It
appears to be completely utilitarian with no furniture and no windows. The only
doors are the one through which you just emerged and a similarly sized door to
the south.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
Moti, Arture Phinwex, Anlym Felith and Tyrel Gerftak are here.
The corpse of Golgi.
> Moti acks.
Arture Phinwex makes his hands free in preparation for a spell.
Quelenne communicates: I feel for you, Golgi of the College of Twilight, Master
of the Conflagration.
Arture Phinwex places his hand on his lips.
Death appears beside you, giving you an awful fright.
Death says: My my, you don't look too healthy...
Arture Phinwex stands still; you get the feeling some other entity is here...
Although it seems nothing happened you feel unsure.
Arture Phinwex struggles to hold a battle staff.
Death says: Oh no, not you again! Really, I wonder if people like you have
nothing better to do than waste my time?
The powerful effects of Arture Phinwex's spell hits you with a vengeance.
Your throat feels like it is on fire.
Moti says: oh shit
Death says wearily: I suppose so, but you'll only be back again...
Death sets your spirit free, then departs.
say what happened
You wince in pain as you try to speak. No sound comes out.
> Makitsu asks you: Who killed you?
[Firelizard enters New Moon]
