Read this. It'll tickle you pink Tyrael

Read this. It'll tickle you pink Tyrael:
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Posted by Septach on October 04, 1999 at 20:48:22:

Tyrael yells '2 now, and a baron?'

<457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv>
Thundgren looks tougher.

<457hp 323m 656mv> l
Entrance to the Hall
You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement.
An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order.
Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all
those that intrude on this ground unlawfully.

[Exits: north east]
The severed ear of the special guard lies here.
(Purple Aura) Cahelith is here.
Thundgren is here.

<457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv>
Cahelith yells 'Ahar! We've got yi surrounded!'

<457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv>
The special guard has arrived.

<467hp 358m 656mv> question tyrael, does it make a difference I cannot harm yah?
You question 'tyrael, does it make a difference I cannot harm yah?'

<467hp 358m 656mv> l
Entrance to the Hall
You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement.
An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order.
Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all
those that intrude on this ground unlawfully.

[Exits: north east]
The severed ear of the special guard lies here.
A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law.
(Purple Aura) Cahelith is here.
Thundgren is here.

<467hp 358m 656mv> say hrm
You say 'hrm'

<467hp 358m 656mv> say I'll try to summon him
You say 'I'll try to summon him'

<467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'No.'

<467hp 358m 656mv> say perhaps he is trustin

Cahelith sings 'Sang in answer a song of staying,
Resisting, battling against power,
Of secrets kept, strength like a tower,
Of changing and of shifting shape...'

<467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> You say 'perhaps he is trustin'

<467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv>
Tyrael yells 'Cowards.'

<467hp 358m 656mv> say don't tell me no, bucko
You say 'don't tell me no, bucko'

<467hp 358m 656mv> where
People near you:
Thundgren Entrance to the Hall
Thundgren Entrance to the Hall
Cahelith Entrance to the Hall
Tyrael The Altar Room of the Arbiters

<467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv>
The ear of the special guard decomposes.

<467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv>
Cahelith looks more enlightened.

<467hp 358m 656mv> co summon tyrael
The gods protect Tyrael.
Tyrael arrives suddenly.

<467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv>
Thundgren strikes Tyrael over the head with a huge mithril mace.

<467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv>
Cahelith sings 'Cold be hand and heart and bone,
And cold be sleep under stone:
Never more to wake on stony bed,
Never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.'
Tyrael falls into a deep sleep.
The special guard falls into a deep sleep.

<467hp 308m 656mv> l tyrael
Dread momentarily takes hold of your soul. Strength, confidence, and might
takes on form and is given the name Warder, unmistakable in his black
chameleon cloak. Befitting his office, he stands an imposing 6' 4" with a
stalwart physique to match, more graceful and befitting a fencer than
massive. Strong, pitiless hands are held deftly by his instruments of havoc
ready, willing to commit to the fray, but well controlled and still. Brown
hair crowns this mountain of vigor, long and smooth tied in a simple
topknot. You shy away from his angular, incensed face etched with a
permanent, dangerous impassivity but then notice his eyes.

Soft, light blue orbs of gentleness stare back at you. Eyes of weariness,
eyes that have seen too much too young. Hope, longing pour from then,
seeking something lost beyond recovery. Gentleness, suprising tenderness
warms you then is gone, displaced by his discipline.
Tyrael is in perfect health.

Tyrael is using:
(Invis) clear glass ring
(Invis) clear glass ring
(Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian
(Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian
a battle-worn mailed shirt
one-horned helmet
platinum leggings
fur-lined boots
some steel gauntlets
a pair of armguards from the snow worm
a chameleon poncho
the belt of life
a woven leather bracer
a silver-gray bracer
a Crusader's Sword
a sword called "Swiftbird"
Cahelith chirps a little tune.

<467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv>
Cahelith sings 'That time of year thou mayest in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.'
The white aura around your body fades.
Your rage ebbs.

<478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv>
Thundgren says 'You sing some good songs'

<478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv>
Cahelith sings 'That time of year thou mayest in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.'
Tyrael looks weary and appears stricken with grief.
Tyrael can no longer find the strength to wield a sword called "Swiftbird".

<478hp 336m 656mv> l
Entrance to the Hall
You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement.
An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order.
Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all
those that intrude on this ground unlawfully.

[Exits: north east]
Tyrael is sleeping here.
A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law.
(Purple Aura) Cahelith is here.
Thundgren is here.

<478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv>
Cahelith looks at Tyrael.

<478hp 336m 656mv> say oh this is too much fun
You say 'oh this is too much fun'
Cahelith sings 'Unholy day
If I leave now I might get away
This weighs on me
As heavy as stone and as blue as I go
I was just wondering if you'd come along
To hold up my head when my head won't hold on'

<478hp 336m 656mv> call gib tyrael
You have turned Tyrael's speech to gibberish!

<488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv>
Thundgren looks more enlightened.

<488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Indeed? Why thank yi!'

<488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Say, did yi know Couheagin?'

<488hp 348m 656mv> af
You are affected by:
Power: 'doppelganger' modifies none by 0 for 30 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 53 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 6 for 53 hours.
Commune: 'detect invis' modifies none by 0 for 46 hours.

<488hp 348m 656mv> co sanc
You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment.
You are surrounded by a white aura.

<488hp 273m 656mv> co prot

Cahelith sings 'Unholy day
If I leave now I might get away
This weighs on me
As heavy as stone and as blue as I go
I was just wondering if you'd come along
To hold up my head when my head won't hold on'
Tyrael sags, appearing to bear an invisible burden.
The special guard sags, appearing to bear an invisible burden.

<488hp 273m 656mv> <488hp 273m 656mv> You close your eyes and hum for an instant.
You feel protected.

<488hp 268m 656mv> say kill law dogs first, answer questions later.
You say 'kill law dogs first, answer questions later.'

<488hp 268m 656mv> af
You are affected by:
Commune: 'protection' modifies none by 0 for 24 hours.
Commune: 'sanctuary' modifies none by 0 for 5 hours.
Power: 'doppelganger' modifies none by 0 for 30 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 53 hours.
Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 6 for 53 hours.
Commune: 'detect invis' modifies none by 0 for 46 hours.

<488hp 268m 656mv> co fren
You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment.
You are filled with holy wrath!

<488hp 238m 656mv> co 'cure crit

Thundgren says 'Wake him up when you're ready'

<488hp 238m 656mv> <488hp 238m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Ah, thats no fun.'

<488hp 238m 656mv> <488hp 238m 656mv> You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment.
You feel better!

<566hp 252m 656mv> l
Entrance to the Hall
You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement.
An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order.
Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all
those that intrude on this ground unlawfully.

[Exits: north east]
Tyrael is sleeping here.
A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law.
Cahelith is here.
Thundgren is here.

<566hp 252m 656mv> <566hp 252m 656mv>
Cahelith sings 'We come, we come with roll of drums: ta-runda, runda, runda rom!
We come, we come with horn and drum: ta-runa, runa, runa rom!'

<566hp 252m 656mv> co 'faerie fog
You lost your concentration.

<566hp 246m 656mv> !
You conjure a cloud of purple smoke.
The special guard is revealed!
The special guard is covered with glowing purple dust.
Cahelith is revealed!
Cahelith is covered with glowing purple dust.

<566hp 234m 656mv> !
You conjure a cloud of purple smoke.
Tyrael is revealed!
Tyrael is covered with glowing purple dust.
Cahelith is revealed!
Thundgren is revealed!
Thundgren is covered with glowing purple dust.

<566hp 222m 656mv> l
Entrance to the Hall
You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement.
An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order.
Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all
those that intrude on this ground unlawfully.

[Exits: north east]
(Purple Aura) Tyrael is sleeping here.
(Purple Aura) A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law.
(Purple Aura) Cahelith is here.
(Purple Aura) Thundgren is here.

<566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Why should I wake him up?'

<566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv>
Thundgren nods.

<566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv>
Thundgren says 'So I can bash'

<566hp 222m 656mv> pace
You pace up and down irritably.

<566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Couldn't I just stab him?'

<566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv>
Thundgren nods.

<566hp 222m 656mv> say bleh, villagers.
You say 'bleh, villagers.'

<582hp 260m 656mv> where
People near you:
Thundgren Entrance to the Hall
Thundgren Entrance to the Hall
Cahelith Entrance to the Hall
Tyrael Entrance to the Hall

<582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv>
Cahelith says 'Or did yi know Montematre? He likes to be called Vlad.'

<582hp 260m 656mv> say try to be too organized.
You say 'try to be too organized.'

<582hp 260m 656mv> say I know I'm getting bored
You say 'I know I'm getting bored'

<582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv>
Thundgren says 'Stab em'

<582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv>
Thundgren says 'Im bored too'
Cahelith says 'Ah!'

<582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv>
Thundgren looks tougher.

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Tyrael yells 'Jqbp! N sg mlpqr ifilyseg ot Lnhfltui!'
Cahelith's slash MANGLES Tyrael!

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Thundgren sends Tyrael sprawling with a powerful bash.
Thundgren's bash hits Tyrael.
Tyrael yells 'Yttq! Gqfeovhpm an bwytvmc ic!'
Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael!

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Cahelith lets loose with a wild roundhouse!
Cahelith's roundhouse MUTILATES Tyrael!

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Thundgren's blast MASSACRES Tyrael!
Thundgren's blast EVISCERATES Tyrael!
Tyrael's wrath devastates Cahelith!

<596hp 279m 656mv> l tyrael
Dread momentarily takes hold of your soul. Strength, confidence, and might
takes on form and is given the name Warder, unmistakable in his black
chameleon cloak. Befitting his office, he stands an imposing 6' 4" with a
stalwart physique to match, more graceful and befitting a fencer than
massive. Strong, pitiless hands are held deftly by his instruments of havoc
ready, willing to commit to the fray, but well controlled and still. Brown
hair crowns this mountain of vigor, long and smooth tied in a simple
topknot. You shy away from his angular, incensed face etched with a
permanent, dangerous impassivity but then notice his eyes.

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Thundgren's blast DISMEMBERS Tyrael!
Cahelith's slash EVISCERATES Tyrael!
Tyrael's wrath mauls Cahelith.

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Thundgren sends Tyrael sprawling with a powerful bash.
Thundgren's bash mauls Tyrael.

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Cahelith lets loose with a wild roundhouse!
Cahelith's roundhouse MASSACRES Tyrael!

<596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv>
Thundgren's blast MASSACRES Tyrael!
Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael!
Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael!
Tyrael is DEAD!!
Tyrael's severed head plops on the ground.

Follow Ups:

Re: This is the one of the FUNNIER things I've ever read in a log. Saerin 09:09:56 10/05/99 (1)
- This is a great line as well: Defiler 09:25:37 10/05/99 (0)
hey hey...go you. JARF 20:57:37 10/04/99 (1)
- I think you missed the point. Septach 21:00:56 10/04/99 (0)

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Comments:	> Tyrael yells '2 now, and a baron?' > <457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv> > Thundgren looks tougher. > <457hp 323m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > The severed ear of the special guard lies here. > (Purple Aura) Cahelith is here. > Thundgren is here. > <457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv> > Cahelith yells 'Ahar! We've got yi surrounded!' > <457hp 323m 656mv> <457hp 323m 656mv> > The special guard has arrived. > <467hp 358m 656mv> question tyrael, does it make a difference I cannot harm yah? > You question 'tyrael, does it make a difference I cannot harm yah?' > <467hp 358m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > The severed ear of the special guard lies here. > A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law. > (Purple Aura) Cahelith is here. > Thundgren is here. > <467hp 358m 656mv> say hrm > You say 'hrm' > <467hp 358m 656mv> say I'll try to summon him > You say 'I'll try to summon him' > <467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'No.' > <467hp 358m 656mv> say perhaps he is trustin > Cahelith sings 'Sang in answer a song of staying, > Resisting, battling against power, > Of secrets kept, strength like a tower, > Of changing and of shifting shape...' > <467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> You say 'perhaps he is trustin' > <467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> > Tyrael yells 'Cowards.' > <467hp 358m 656mv> say don't tell me no, bucko > You say 'don't tell me no, bucko' > <467hp 358m 656mv> where > People near you: > Thundgren Entrance to the Hall > Thundgren Entrance to the Hall > Cahelith Entrance to the Hall > Tyrael The Altar Room of the Arbiters > <467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> > The ear of the special guard decomposes. > <467hp 358m 656mv> <467hp 358m 656mv> > Cahelith looks more enlightened. > <467hp 358m 656mv> co summon tyrael > The gods protect Tyrael. > Tyrael arrives suddenly. > <467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv> > Thundgren strikes Tyrael over the head with a huge mithril mace. > <467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv> > Cahelith sings 'Cold be hand and heart and bone, > And cold be sleep under stone: > Never more to wake on stony bed, > Never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead.' > Tyrael falls into a deep sleep. > The special guard falls into a deep sleep. > <467hp 308m 656mv> l tyrael > Dread momentarily takes hold of your soul. Strength, confidence, and might > takes on form and is given the name Warder, unmistakable in his black > chameleon cloak. Befitting his office, he stands an imposing 6' 4" with a > stalwart physique to match, more graceful and befitting a fencer than > massive. Strong, pitiless hands are held deftly by his instruments of havoc > ready, willing to commit to the fray, but well controlled and still. Brown > hair crowns this mountain of vigor, long and smooth tied in a simple > topknot. You shy away from his angular, incensed face etched with a > permanent, dangerous impassivity but then notice his eyes. > Soft, light blue orbs of gentleness stare back at you. Eyes of weariness, > eyes that have seen too much too young. Hope, longing pour from then, > seeking something lost beyond recovery. Gentleness, suprising tenderness > warms you then is gone, displaced by his discipline. > Tyrael is in perfect health. > Tyrael is using: > <worn on finger> (Invis) clear glass ring > <worn on finger> (Invis) clear glass ring > <worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian > <worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian > <worn on body> a battle-worn mailed shirt > <worn on head> one-horned helmet > <worn on legs> platinum leggings > <worn on feet> fur-lined boots > <worn on hands> some steel gauntlets > <worn on arms> a pair of armguards from the snow worm > <worn about body> a chameleon poncho > <worn about waist> the belt of life > <worn around wrist> a woven leather bracer > <worn around wrist> a silver-gray bracer > <wielded> a Crusader's Sword > <dual wield> a sword called "Swiftbird" > Cahelith chirps a little tune. > <467hp 308m 656mv> <467hp 308m 656mv> > Cahelith sings 'That time of year thou mayest in me behold > When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang > Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, > Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.' > The white aura around your body fades. > Your rage ebbs. > <478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv> > Thundgren says 'You sing some good songs' > <478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv> > Cahelith sings 'That time of year thou mayest in me behold > When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang > Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, > Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang.' > Tyrael looks weary and appears stricken with grief. > Tyrael can no longer find the strength to wield a sword called "Swiftbird". > <478hp 336m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > Tyrael is sleeping here. > A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law. > (Purple Aura) Cahelith is here. > Thundgren is here. > <478hp 336m 656mv> <478hp 336m 656mv> > Cahelith looks at Tyrael. > <478hp 336m 656mv> say oh this is too much fun > You say 'oh this is too much fun' > Cahelith sings 'Unholy day > If I leave now I might get away > This weighs on me > As heavy as stone and as blue as I go > I was just wondering if you'd come along > To hold up my head when my head won't hold on' > <478hp 336m 656mv> call gib tyrael > You have turned Tyrael's speech to gibberish! > <488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv> > Thundgren looks more enlightened. > <488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Indeed? Why thank yi!' > <488hp 348m 656mv> <488hp 348m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Say, did yi know Couheagin?' > <488hp 348m 656mv> af > You are affected by: > Power: 'doppelganger' modifies none by 0 for 30 hours. > Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 53 hours. > Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 6 for 53 hours. > Commune: 'detect invis' modifies none by 0 for 46 hours. > <488hp 348m 656mv> co sanc > You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment. > You are surrounded by a white aura. > <488hp 273m 656mv> co prot > Cahelith sings 'Unholy day > If I leave now I might get away > This weighs on me > As heavy as stone and as blue as I go > I was just wondering if you'd come along > To hold up my head when my head won't hold on' > Tyrael sags, appearing to bear an invisible burden. > The special guard sags, appearing to bear an invisible burden. > <488hp 273m 656mv> <488hp 273m 656mv> You close your eyes and hum for an instant. > You feel protected. > <488hp 268m 656mv> say kill law dogs first, answer questions later. > You say 'kill law dogs first, answer questions later.' > <488hp 268m 656mv> af > You are affected by: > Commune: 'protection' modifies none by 0 for 24 hours. > Commune: 'sanctuary' modifies none by 0 for 5 hours. > Power: 'doppelganger' modifies none by 0 for 30 hours. > Skill: 'warcry' modifies save vs spell by -12 for 53 hours. > Skill: 'warcry' modifies hit roll by 6 for 53 hours. > Commune: 'detect invis' modifies none by 0 for 46 hours. > <488hp 268m 656mv> co fren > You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment. > You are filled with holy wrath! > <488hp 238m 656mv> co 'cure crit > Thundgren says 'Wake him up when you're ready' > <488hp 238m 656mv> <488hp 238m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Ah, thats no fun.' > <488hp 238m 656mv> <488hp 238m 656mv> You close your eyes and concentrate for a moment. > You feel better! > <566hp 252m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > Tyrael is sleeping here. > A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law. > Cahelith is here. > Thundgren is here. > <566hp 252m 656mv> <566hp 252m 656mv> > Cahelith sings 'We come, we come with roll of drums: ta-runda, runda, runda rom! > We come, we come with horn and drum: ta-runa, runa, runa rom!' > <566hp 252m 656mv> co 'faerie fog > You lost your concentration. > <566hp 246m 656mv> ! > You conjure a cloud of purple smoke. > The special guard is revealed! > The special guard is covered with glowing purple dust. > Cahelith is revealed! > Cahelith is covered with glowing purple dust. > <566hp 234m 656mv> ! > You conjure a cloud of purple smoke. > Tyrael is revealed! > Tyrael is covered with glowing purple dust. > Cahelith is revealed! > Thundgren is revealed! > Thundgren is covered with glowing purple dust. > <566hp 222m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > (Purple Aura) Tyrael is sleeping here. > (Purple Aura) A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law. > (Purple Aura) Cahelith is here. > (Purple Aura) Thundgren is here. > <566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Why should I wake him up?' > <566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv> > Thundgren nods. > <566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv> > Thundgren says 'So I can bash' > <566hp 222m 656mv> pace > You pace up and down irritably. > <566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Couldn't I just stab him?' > <566hp 222m 656mv> l > Entrance to the Hall > You have entered the sacred hall of the Arbitrators of Judgement. > An aire of activity fills this hall, yet everything is in order. > Guarding this room stands a giant of a man set to destroy all > those that intrude on this ground unlawfully. > > [Exits: north east] > (Purple Aura) Tyrael is sleeping here. > (Purple Aura) A special guard from Galadon is here, enforcing the Law. > (Purple Aura) Cahelith is here. > (Purple Aura) Thundgren is here. > <566hp 222m 656mv> <566hp 222m 656mv> > Thundgren nods. > <566hp 222m 656mv> say bleh, villagers. > You say 'bleh, villagers.' > <582hp 260m 656mv> where > People near you: > Thundgren Entrance to the Hall > Thundgren Entrance to the Hall > Cahelith Entrance to the Hall > Tyrael Entrance to the Hall > <582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv> > Cahelith says 'Or did yi know Montematre? He likes to be called Vlad.' > <582hp 260m 656mv> say try to be too organized. > You say 'try to be too organized.' > <582hp 260m 656mv> say I know I'm getting bored > You say 'I know I'm getting bored' > <582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv> > Thundgren says 'Stab em' > <582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv> > Thundgren says 'Im bored too' > Cahelith says 'Ah!' > <582hp 260m 656mv> <582hp 260m 656mv> > Thundgren looks tougher. > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Tyrael yells 'Jqbp! N sg mlpqr ifilyseg ot Lnhfltui!' > Cahelith's slash MANGLES Tyrael! > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Thundgren sends Tyrael sprawling with a powerful bash. > Thundgren's bash hits Tyrael. > Tyrael yells 'Yttq! Gqfeovhpm an bwytvmc ic!' > Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael! > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Cahelith lets loose with a wild roundhouse! > Cahelith's roundhouse MUTILATES Tyrael! > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Thundgren's blast MASSACRES Tyrael! > Thundgren's blast EVISCERATES Tyrael! > Tyrael's wrath devastates Cahelith! > <596hp 279m 656mv> l tyrael > Dread momentarily takes hold of your soul. Strength, confidence, and might > takes on form and is given the name Warder, unmistakable in his black > chameleon cloak. Befitting his office, he stands an imposing 6' 4" with a > stalwart physique to match, more graceful and befitting a fencer than > massive. Strong, pitiless hands are held deftly by his instruments of havoc > ready, willing to commit to the fray, but well controlled and still. Brown > hair crowns this mountain of vigor, long and smooth tied in a simple > topknot. You shy away from his angular, incensed face etched with a > permanent, dangerous impassivity but then notice his eyes. > Soft, light blue orbs of gentleness stare back at you. Eyes of weariness, > eyes that have seen too much too young. Hope, longing pour from then, > seeking something lost beyond recovery. Gentleness, suprising tenderness > warms you then is gone, displaced by his discipline. > Tyrael is covered with bleeding wounds. > Tyrael is using: > <worn on finger> (Invis) clear glass ring > <worn on finger> (Invis) clear glass ring > <worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian > <worn around neck> (Glowing) (Humming) the Ankh of Loch Terradian > <worn on body> a battle-worn mailed shirt > <worn on head> one-horned helmet > <worn on legs> platinum leggings > <worn on feet> fur-lined boots > <worn on hands> some steel gauntlets > <worn on arms> a pair of armguards from the snow worm > <worn about body> a chameleon poncho > <worn about waist> the belt of life > <worn around wrist> a woven leather bracer > <worn around wrist> a silver-gray bracer > <wielded> a Crusader's Sword > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Thundgren's blast DISMEMBERS Tyrael! > Cahelith's slash EVISCERATES Tyrael! > Tyrael's wrath mauls Cahelith. > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Thundgren sends Tyrael sprawling with a powerful bash. > Thundgren's bash mauls Tyrael. > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Cahelith lets loose with a wild roundhouse! > Cahelith's roundhouse MASSACRES Tyrael! > <596hp 279m 656mv> <596hp 279m 656mv> > Thundgren's blast MASSACRES Tyrael! > Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael! > Cahelith's slash DISMEMBERS Tyrael! > Tyrael is DEAD!! > Tyrael's severed head plops on the ground.

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