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Monday, 16 October, 2006

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You kill the bugbearBugbears are relatives of goblins, although they tend to be larger and more hairy. They are aggressive carnivores and sometimes kill just for the treasure their victims may be carrying. Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. ------- \|%@\(%\| +%%[%.\| \|.%.%%\| \|.....\| ---\|--- # # @ "Whew, that was a lot of effort. I'll just sit on this conviently placed throneMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud-- Nor view of who might sit thereon allowed; But all the steps and ground about were strown With sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone Ever put on; a miserable crowd, Sick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud, "Thou art our king, O Death! to thee we groan." Those steps I clomb; the mists before me gave Smooth way; and I beheld the face of one Sleeping alone within a mossy cave, With her face up to heaven; that seemed to have Pleasing remembrance of a thought foregone; A lovely Beauty in a summer grave! [ Sonnet, by William Wordsworth ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. while I regenerate my power."	For what do you wish? \|%.@(%\| +%%[%.\| \|.%.%%\| \|.....\| ---\|--- # # @ "Wow! A wish! I've already got everything I need though..."	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(h(h\| \|$$$\|..............- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|.............@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|.........h....- \|==@-.(h(h(h(.(h(h(\| -------------------- Meanwhile, at the North Po— er, wish factory...	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(h(h\| \|$$$\|..............- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|.............@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-@(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- @ "Hey! Pippy! Stop slacking off! Get back to work!" h "Yes sir, sorry sir..."
-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(h(h\| \|$$$\|..............- \|??.\|............&.\| \|+++\|.............@\| \|[..\|..@...........\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- & "Slappy! Report!"	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(h(h\| \|$$$\|..............- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- @ "Yes Santa, sir. We are running low on dragonIn the West the dragon was the natural enemy of man. Although preferring to live in bleak and desolate regions, whenever it was seen among men it left in its wake a trail of destruction and disease. Yet any attempt to slay this beast was a perilous undertaking. For the dragon's assailant had to contend not only with clouds of sulphurous fumes pouring from its fire breathing nostrils, but also with the thrashings of its tail, the most deadly part of its serpent-like body. [ Mythical Beasts by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ] "One whom the dragons will speak with," he said, "that is a dragonlord, or at least that is the center of the matter. It's not a trick of mastering the dragons, as most people think. Dragons have no masters. The question is always the same, with a dragon: will he talk to you or will he eat you? If you can count upon his doing the former, and not doing the latter, why then you're a dragonlord." [ The Tombs of Atuan, by Ursula K. Le Guin ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. scale mail, and could use a top up of —"	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(.(h\| \|$$$\|...........h..- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- h "Sir! Sir! We have an emergancy situation!"	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(.(h\| \|$$$\|...........h..- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- & "What is it? And this had better be good, or I'll dock your rations!"
-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(.(h\| \|$$$\|...........h..- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- h "Somebody has wished for an iron chain"You are fettered, " said Scrooge, trembling. "Tell me why?" "I wear the chain I forged in life," replied the Ghost. "I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?" Scrooge trembled more and more. "Or would you know," pursued the Ghost, "the weight and length of the strong coil you bear yourself? It was full as heavy and as long as this, seven Christmas Eves ago. You have laboured on it, since. It is a ponderous chain!" [ A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details., sir!"	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(.(h\| \|$$$\|...........h..- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- & "WHAT?! An iron chain"You are fettered, " said Scrooge, trembling. "Tell me why?" "I wear the chain I forged in life," replied the Ghost. "I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it. Is its pattern strange to you?" Scrooge trembled more and more. "Or would you know," pursued the Ghost, "the weight and length of the strong coil you bear yourself? It was full as heavy and as long as this, seven Christmas Eves ago. You have laboured on it, since. It is a ponderous chain!" [ A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details.?! Nobody ever wishes for those!"	-///---------------- \|!!!\|(h(h(h(h(h(.(h\| \|$$$\|...........h..- \|??.\|..............\| \|+++\|......@.&....@\| \|[..\|..............\| \|)))\|..............- \|===-.(h(h(h(h(h(h(\| -------------------- @ "We don't even keep any in stock! What are we going to do?!"	The throneMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne Which mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud-- Nor view of who might sit thereon allowed; But all the steps and ground about were strown With sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone Ever put on; a miserable crowd, Sick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud, "Thou art our king, O Death! to thee we groan." Those steps I clomb; the mists before me gave Smooth way; and I beheld the face of one Sleeping alone within a mossy cave, With her face up to heaven; that seemed to have Pleasing remembrance of a thought foregone; A lovely Beauty in a summer grave! [ Sonnet, by William Wordsworth ] Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers NetHack may be freely redistributed. See license for details. vanishes in a puff of logic. \|%@\(%\| +%%[%.\| \|.%.%%\| \|.....\| ---\|--- # # @ "Huh."
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