Posted by Sevietrem(VIP) on December 08, 1999 at 01:49:04:

You yell 'Die, Tiera, you sorcerous dog!'
You cannot find the Cabal Power within you.
Tiera deflects your magic with its shield.
You MUTILATE Tiera!
You cannot find the Cabal Power within you.
Brakath utters the words, 'bhiaerjgh ay hpz hxzrzz yuunsoeg'.
Brakath invokes the names of the Twelve Fiends of Cocytus, his eyes burning with the lust for death, his heart pounding hard with the passion of the damned,
his veins bulging with the frothing blood of his fury.
Tiera parries your magic.
Your magic misses Tiera.
You cannot find the Cabal Power within you.
You parry Tiera's crush.
Tiera's crush EVISCERATES you!
The Treant's slash MASSACRES you!
The Treant's slash EVISCERATES you!
You parry Cepherus's slash.
Cepherus delivers a blow of deadly force!
You parry Cepherus's slash.
Cepherus's slash DISMEMBERS you!
Cepherus's slash MASSACRES you!
A golden eagle's peck MANGLES you!
A golden eagle's peck MANGLES you!
Cepherus delivers a blow of deadly force!
Cepherus's slash >>> ANNIHILATES <<< you!
Cepherus's slash MANGLES you!
Cepherus's slash MASSACRES you!
Tiera has a few scratches.

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You scan west.
Tiera has a few scratches.

The end of a dried river
The riverbed is quite wide here, and expands further to the west as it
approaches the remnants of a small lake. The ground is littered with
broken rocks, and has permanent flow marks etched into its sunbaked
surface. The clay hardpan of the banks is low, and mildly sloping, eaten
at by uncounted centuries of the river's passing. The riverbed continues
to the east.

[Exits: east west]
(Charmed) A huge tree has uprooted itself at the bidding of Tiera.
Cepherus is here, fighting YOU!
(Charmed) An enormous golden eagle descends from loftier skies.
Tiera is here, fighting YOU!
(Invis) Brakath is here.
Ayalith is here.
Tiera has a few scratches.

Before you is a massive fire giant.
With a bald head and pitch black skin, you judge him to be nearly eleven feet tall.
He has short, curly orange hair all over his body and covering his arms and legs, as if everything but his head were consumed in flames.
His eyes match the color of his hair, like two small fires burning in the middle of the night.
Above his mouth, which seems to be in a perpetual snarl, is a broad nose with nostrils flared.
A silver ring dangles from his left earlobe.
Brakath, a male fire giant, is in perfect health.

Brakath is using:
an amethyst ring
a pitch-black ring
an unholy symbol of Lloth
(Glowing) an ice-cold broach
hide armor from a yeti
(Glowing) (Humming) an ancient Ranger Lord Stetson
some leggings from the snow worm
(Invis) (Humming) boots of Striding
(Humming) gauntlets of living flesh
red dragon arm guards
a large black cape
a pitch-black belt
serpent-scale bracer
(Glowing) sapphire bracelet
(Glowing) (Humming) jumnarl's double-bladed battle axe
a two-headed pickaxe with tips of diamond
Tiera has a few scratches.

Inside the Temple

[Exits: north east south west]
A pit for sacrifices is in front of the altar.
A small grey-haired man walks around spouting gospel.
(White Aura) A healer is here selling his spells.
You cannot find the Cabal Power within you.

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