Dudley's dungeon



Friday, 14 April, 2006 by Nameless
The magic missile   
hits the watchman.  
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@ "Ha-ha-ha! Flee in terror foolish watchmen! Escape my mighty power while you still can!"
The magic missile   
hits the watchman.  
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@ "No, seriously. Run away. Now."
You don't have      
enough energy to    
cast that spell.    
The watchman hits!  
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@ "Hmmm... this calls for immediate evasive maneuvers."
As you read the     
scroll, it          
disappears.         
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@ "Oh, that just went brilliantly. I am, of course, being sarcastic. I'm trapped below minetown."
                    
                    
                    
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@ "My supplies are locked in a chest in the temple, guarded by several angry watchmen."
                    
                    
                    
     dd             
     dd...          
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       ...          
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@ "I'm hurt, and out of power."
                    
                    
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     dd             
     dd...          
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       ...          
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@ "Plus I never got those extra spellbooks..."
                    
                    
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@ "... so my spell repertoire is limited to forcebolt, magic missile, and light."
                    
                    
                    
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@ "And, of course, I am surrounded by various monsters that I cannot defeat in melee."
The warg hits. The  
mindflayer misses.  
<more>              
                    
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@ "On the upside, at least I still have my cloak of displacement."
You step onto a     
polymorph trap! You 
turn into a red     
dragon! Your cloak  
tears apart! You    
drop <More>         
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D "Naturally."


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