> DefecateIn your pain and fear, you empty your bowels into your pants. The horrid stench wafts into your nostrils.
> ScreamYou try to scream, but your can only manage to let out a faint croak. You turn your see the elf sitting on a stool next to the campfire, absent-mindedly whittling some wooden figurines while eating some bread.
> Attempt to dispel the magicAgain you try to disconnect the magic, wading through your foggy mind and weak body, summoning up your last powers. This time, you succeed, but the orbs linger on. Now disconnected from their source of power, they perform their second task. They target the nearest thing they can find, and this unfortunately happens to be you. Your last will and energy expended, you do nothing but watch in paralysed terror as they attack you, shrieking and pummeling and beating your body to a bloody pulp. Your vision grows dark, and you feel nothing...
you feel nothing...
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You wake up back at camp. The elf has patched your wounds, and you see you are covered almost head-to-toe in bloodstained bandages. The whole camp is littered with various bottles, ointments, fabrics, tools, scrolls and splattered with blood. You feel very weak, and every movement you make sends another jolt of pain down your body. You have a headache again as well, and your eyes hurt. In the middle of it all sits the elf, holding a delicate golden necklace. The elf turns the
locket over and over in his hands, looking at it wistfully. He kisses it once, softly. You hear a faint sigh.
He hasn't noticed you yet.
Status:
> You are tired.
> You are finding it difficult to move.
> You are not hungry.
> You are not thirsty.
> You feel cold.
> You are in pain.
> You are rather nauseous.
> You have suffered moderate blood loss (4870/5600).
> You are slightly wounded (Arcane) (Brain)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Head)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Upper Spine)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Lower Spine)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Guts)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Stomach)
> You are slightly wounded (Arcane) (Lungs)
> You are slightly wounded (Arcane) (Heart)
> You are wounded (Arcane) (Skull)
> Weapon: Ornate Silverite Longsword (+8 to attack rolls) (+5 to defence rolls) (+3)
> Armour: Leather
> Rations: Full (10)
> Water: Full (10)
> Skills: Long Swords (4), Speech (1) (131/200xp), Pickpocket (0), Athletics (0), Culture Knowledge: Dwarf Fortresses (0), Geology (0), Psychology (0) (94/100xp), Magic: Glyphs (1) (188/200xp)
Glyphs:
>L1
>Glyph of Fire
>Glyph of Life
>Glyph of Projectiles
>Glyph of Balls
>L2
>Glyph of Shields
>Glyph of Void
>Glyph of Expansion
Inventory:
> Apples (15)
> Leaves (20)
> Pretty Flowers (6)
> Green, Vinegar-y Globs (12)
> Interesting Rock
> Shiny Rock
> White Rock
> Slightly Rusted Iron Longsword (-2)What do you do?