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It is the Hobbits' buddy !!!
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THE TWO SPIDERS : With my favorite Drow partner, we are the death group… The other day, the magician (not me but the other one) swings a fireball to a giant spider (John can tell you that the word "giant" has not been used in vain). The latter is furious and throws itself on us… We are more than ready for it… Oh ? It has come with a buddy ! ! We immediately utter our war cry "RUN LIKE HELL". When we get to the stage which will enable us to switch to another area (and for those who have dropped out, to escape from the spiders), I bravely look back… What a stroke of luck ! ! Only one spider seems to pursue us… We tackle it violently… Two minutes later, the corpse of the monster is lying on the ground and I've lost three-quater of my life points… Surprise ! ! ? ! ? ? The second spider appears suddenly from a turning and tackles us ! ! ! Having reached the following stage, I can only sit down and pray for not to be killed by the poison… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5.. 4.. 3.. 2… 3… 4… 5… 7… 9… 11… Safe for that time ! ! My poor comrade hasn't been as lucky as myself, I wait for his return while watching over his corpse… Lesson : Big monster - Small parad - Stand on line ! THE HOBBIT ON THE BRIDGE : As you all know by now, I love going to destroy the Hobbit encampment with my little comrades. The other day, whereas I was meditating on the bridge over the little river of our beautiful forest (the bridge is permanently watched over by Drow guards of about level 20), I heard a voice mumbling : "Uenaelar, it's time for you to die…". I smile and turn round to face the impudent… You know, A Hobbit in plated armour is pretty to look at… The character's name is Blink and it's a NPC ! ! ! … Oh ? It's attacking me ! ! ! Ugh ! 28 points… Boum ! 34 points… Ouch ! ! I deceitfully draw it to the guards on the bridge… My smile doesn't last very long… The guards don't attack it ! ! Damned, they don't have a grudge against the Hobbits… Argggg ! ! ! I can only take back the corpse on the little bridge leading to the river… THE ORCS : In the Commonlands, there are Orcs, everybody knows that… I do love explode the "Orc Pawn", I like the fantastic sound they utter when they die. The other evening, while I was admiring the sunset, I noticed a "Centurion Orc". At first, I was cautious, then having noticed that my (future) victim wasn't too dangerous to me, I attacked it… Sturdy, that chap !… It rapidly exploded my skeleton, and it was my Harm Touch (now at 101 points) which saved my life. I picked up quite a lot of coins on it's corpse, that was enough to drive me to repeat the experience later on… [Later on] An Orc ! ! I come nearer… Pawn or Centurion ? ? Oh ? ? APPRENTICE… let's see, it is of my caliber… I begin to attack ! ! Drain Force, stinking cloud, the poor thing has seen nothing coming… SHIT ! ! ! My monitor has just let me down, the screen has gone black ! ! … What ? ? ? The Orc has just inflicted 5 points on me ? ? ! ? ? ! ! But how can they manage to display that on my out of order screen ? ? ? ? The horrible truth strikes my Drow cortex… I am blind ! ! ! This fat *@@##* Orc has just inflicted a blindness spell on me ! ! ! I don't know whether you've already got the opportunity to flee in the darkness and in the forest, but the word "tree" gets its whole meaning… The spell only lasts some thirty minutes, FIAT LUX ! ! I think my skeleton has just saved my life in setting back the nasty Orc… What a pity for it, I am coming now behind it… BOUM ! ! ! It's dead and I am mostly frightened… |
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