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A misty pass through the mountains
The mist has grown thick here, obscuring your view of the surrounding
terrain. You can see the base of the slopes at the edges of the trail and
the rough trail itself, but all else is lost in the cool, grey mist. The
path is quite steep here, descending into the mist to the west. You can see
where the mist starts to thin out to the east.
It's mostly clear, warm, and there is absolutely no wind.
Obvious exits: e d
(136) A scrumptious looking steak is here.
(Charmed) A heavy imperial warhorse is flying here mounted by you.
Run away! Run away!
A vicious worg walks in from the east.
A vicious worg bites your mouth, slicing the smile off your face!
A vicious worg bites at your right leg, piercing open a bleeding wound!
You sure are BLEEDING!
A vicious worg dodges your attack.
A heavy imperial warhorse beats at a vicious worg's chest, bashing a small but painful, wound.
A heavy imperial warhorse beats at a vicious worg's stomach, barely wounding him.
A heavy imperial warhorse beats at a vicious worg's right wrist, causing a big gash.
A heavy imperial warhorse beats at a vicious worg's left toe, bruising it slightly.
A vicious worg bites at your right leg, ripping flesh as if it were butter!
You sure are BLEEDING!
You fall to the ground!
You lose your concentration on fly.
You have been KILLED!!
A vicious worg bites at your stomach, barely wounding you.
You are stunned, but will probably recover.
[HP: 0%] [ME: 14%] [PE:100%]
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And after this happend a shaman I was speaking with couldn't discern my identity with spirit sight up. Thought I was a camo'd scout waiting to nail them or something. Eventually he did a seance to determine it was me.