Healing to max, type 'heal' to reperform healing cycle.

You have been selected as Team A.  Your fellow team members (if any) are in the
same setup room.  You have 30 seconds to prepare yourself for combat...

Team A members: Cyphre 

Team B members: Thauran 
heal
You are in the preparatory room for the Arena.  Those here are moments away
from massive carnage and impending doom.  You are here to cast your spells,
prepare your targets and calm your nerves.  The Arena provides healing and
inspiration free of charge, use 'heal'.  When finished, type 'ready'.  For the
cowards out there, you will be forced to be ready in a moment anyway...  Start
fights accidentally?  Call for 'peace' here!
Very warm day in The Season of Divinity with light cloud cover.
There are no obvious exits.
> Warmths fills you... strength is returned.
] rf
] be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are lucky enough already, aren't you?
] ] You feel your blood boil and the thrill of combat course through your body.
> You rage against your opponents.
Your Prayer of Battle wears off.                           glance
Arena Setup Room #1 [none].
> A low cheer echoes from the crowd in favor of Cyphre!
You rage against your opponents.
You rage against your opponents.
Growing cheers for Cyphre echo around the Arena!
You rage against your opponents.
heal


FIGHT BEGINS!!

You are in the outdoors portion of the Arena.  You are still surrounded by the
Arena's walls, but with no cover above you, the elements have their way with
the contestants.  You would think that might help wash away some of the blood
and gore, but it seems the piles and puddles are worse out here.
Very warm day in The Season of Divinity with light cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits : west, north, east and south.
> The attempt to heal didn't really work out.
> Loud cheers and chanting flows from the crowd... CYPHRE!!
glance
Arena, Outside [w,n,e,s].
> You rage against your opponents.

Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
You rage against your opponents.
west
> Arena, Outside [nw,ne,e,se].
> southeast
You can see a wall of moving, thornclad vines .
> Arena, Outside [nw,n,ne,s].
Wall of thorns blocking the south exit and Four Snakes are here.
> north
You rage against your opponents.
> Arena, Outside [w,n,e,s].
> north
Cheers for Thauran cease.
> Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
> 
Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
You rage against your opponents.

You rage against your opponents.
glance
Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
> Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!

You rage against your opponents.
Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!

glance
Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
> 
Thauran arrives from the southwest.
southeast
> Arena, Outside [nw,w,sw,ne].
> You rage against your opponents.

You feel lucky no longer.                         Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
Snakeu, the snake and Thauran are here.
> 
Thauran bellows out a challenge to you, calling your family very nasty names.
You are attacked by Thauran.
You feel replenished by the Defilers Full Plate.
HP: Full GP: 384
a
You line up your opponent, mentally drawing a couple of lines between shoulders
and toes, and yell the traditional fear inducing challenge.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 87 HPs damage.
You sprint towards Thauran lowering your head for a terrible bash.
YES, a good hit!
Thauran falls to the floor in agony.

Thauran shifts groggily.
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are not calm enough.
> You are not calm enough.
> 
Snakeu, the snake scouts the area.
Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are not calm enough.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are not calm enough.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 95 HPs damage.
You rage against your opponents.

Thauran shifts groggily.

Thauran shifts groggily.


Snakeu, the snake protects Thauran.

Thauran shakes off the effects of the stun.

Thauran nods at Mythrion.
> Cheers for Thauran cease.

Thauran holds forth a shield of destruction and unleashes a ring of
devastation!
You scream in agony as you are torn to shreds!
ww
You spin and twirl against your enemies with the speed of a deadly twister.
You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 49 HPs damage.
You crush Snakeu, the snake with your Broken cobra fang for 50 HPs damage.
> glance
Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
Snakeu, the snake and Thauran are here.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 94 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 28 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 30 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 29 HPs damage.
HP: Not quite so full GP: 367
southwest

Thauran begins to cast a spell.
> Arena, Outside [nw,ne,e,se].
> northeast
You are attacked by Snakeu, the snake.
Snakeu, the snake missed you.
> Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
Snakeu, the snake and Thauran are here.
> a
You are not calm enough.
> a
You crush Snakeu, the snake with your Broken cobra fang for 101 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 25 HPs damage.

Thauran begins to pulsate with power and rage.

HP: Little less GP: 366
You are not calm enough.
> a
You are not calm enough.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
> You lose total control attacking everything in sight with the strength of a
god.
> Snakeu, the snake missed you.
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
> You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 109 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 24 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 25 HPs damage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 26 HPs damage.
Thauran hammers you to your knees with the rage of grimbrand!

HP: Alot less GP: 348
Thauran bellows out a challenge to you, calling your family very nasty names.
Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
You feel replenished by the Defilers Full Plate.
Snakeu, the snake missed you.
HP: A wee bit more GP: 348
a
You line up your opponent, mentally drawing a couple of lines between shoulders
and toes, and yell the traditional fear inducing challenge.
> You crush Snakeu, the snake with your Broken cobra fang for 112 HPs damage.
Snakeu, the snake tries to squeeze you with its tail, but misses.

You sprint towards Thauran lowering your head for a terrible bash.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 29 HPs damage.
Thauran shouts some deafening nonsense as he charges at you!

Snakeu, the snake dries into the earth while its spirit vanishes into the air.

You dealt the death blow to Snakeu, the snake.

Snakeu, the snake dies.
HP: Still goin' down GP: 337

Thauran begins to cast a spell.

Thauran's skin suddenly looks hard as stone.
Your attack glances off of Thauran's stone-like skin.
You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 101 HPs damage.
YES, a good hit!
Thauran falls to the floor in agony.
Your attack glances off of Thauran's stone-like skin.

Thauran shifts groggily.

Thauran's skin reverts to normal.
HP: Fair GP: 334
wr
As you wring the Ring of Enlightenment, your skin gets hard as stone.
> glance
Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
Thauran is here.
Corpse of Snakeu, the snake.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 107 HPs damage.
You attack everything in a rage.

Thauran shifts groggily.
You feel replenished by the Defilers Full Plate.

Thauran shakes off the effects of the stun.
HP: Better GP: 326
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> Thauran bellows out a challenge to you, calling your family very nasty names.
g tar
Thauran the human.
He is in bad shape.
Wielding : a Xuerin, the Soulsword.
Holding : a Shield of Destruction.
Wearing : a Gold Earrings, a Crystal Ring, a Silk shirt, a Ring of
          Enlightenment, a Helm of Wisdom, a Silk trousers, a Reinforced Dwarf
          Skin Boots, a Rhinestone Gauntlets, a Holy Pendant, a Badge of
          Heroism, a Lucky Dragon Foot, a Cloudy Ring, a Cyclop's girdle, a
          Glaring Eye of Humbaaba, a Ashrisen Armour and a Flame cloak.

> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 99 HPs damage.
You attack everything in a rage.
Thauran's attack glances off your stoneskin.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 23 HPs damage.
Thauran messes up his attack.
Thauran's attack glances off your stoneskin.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 24 HPs damage.
Thauran shouts some deafening nonsense as he charges at you!
Your skin reverts to normal as the stoneskin wears off.
HP: Fair GP: 318
a

You sense a spirit floating in the air above Thauran.

You are not calm enough.
> Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
a
You are not calm enough.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 103 HPs damage.
You attack everything in a rage.
Thauran slashes you with his Xuerin, the Soulsword for 30 HPs damage.
Thauran crashes into you with a painful crunch of bones and armour!

Thauran is unaffected by the damage.
You feel the pill disolve in your stomach.
a
HP: Not so good GP: 315

Thauran begins to cast a spell.

Thauran chants, 'Deus Ire'.
A storm of magic blasts you!.

Thauran envelopes Cyphre FuryFist and Thauran within a storm of magic!
You are not calm enough.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You feel replenished by the Defilers Full Plate.
HP: Cuttin' close GP: 315
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp

> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
] a
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 103 HPs damage.
You attack everything in a rage.
A vile voice screams in your mind: "I will torture your soul through the ages!"     > a
> You line up your opponent, mentally drawing a couple of lines between shoulders
and toes, and yell the traditional fear inducing challenge.
> You are not calm enough.
> You are not calm enough.
] Your feet run away with you.                                                   Arena, Outside [w,n,e,s].
> You are hunting Thauran
Your target saw you coming and legged it!                                 Cheers for Thauran cease.
> Arena, Outside [nw,w,sw,ne].
> 
Clovert tells you: * corpse *
0
You are in brave mode.
> HP: 123 GP: 278
northwest
> Arena, Outside [sw,se,s].
Corpse of Snakeu, the snake.
> You attack everything in a rage.

Anerion tells you: Stay on him                                       Arena, Outside [w,n,e,s].
Thauran is here.
> 
Thauran begins to cast a spell.

Thauran chants, 'Deus Ire'.
A storm of magic blasts you!.

Thauran envelopes Cyphre FuryFist and Thauran within a storm of magic!
a
You are not calm enough.
> a
> a
You are not calm enough.
> Deafening shouts, cheers and shrieks over the magnificent performance of CYPHRE
fill every inch of the Arena!!
HP: 113 GP: 275
You are not calm enough.
> a
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
> be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
] a
] be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
a
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
a
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
You are not calm enough.
> You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
> You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
] You crush Thauran with your Broken cobra fang for 102 HPs damage.
A vile voice screams in your mind: "I will torture your soul through the ages!"    You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
] Your feet run away with you.                                                  Arena, Outside [nw,ne,e,se].
> You are Berserk! You cannot possibly become more enraged.
] You are hunting Thauran
You attack everything in a rage.
Thauran continues spouting challenges and charges after you!
HP: 45 GP: 249
be tar , pk1 , pk2 , pk3 , pk4 , pk5 , tt , tt2 , pp
] 
Hynda tells you: walking corpse
Noone here going by that name.
> You are not calm enough.
] You feel exhausted as your rage leaves you.

Cyphre dies to Cyphre.


Head down, you admit defeat, and return to the waiting room.

HP: 592 GP: 248

Thauran casts holy storm at Thauran!

Thauran retuns to the waiting room with head held high!


TEAM B ( Thauran ) DEFEATS TEAM A ( Cyphre )!!

****

Here is the large room for contestants waiting for their turn in the Arena. 
Nice comfortable chairs circle the large arena below.  From here, you have a
nice view of the bloodshed below.  No fighting here though, or a large demon
will crush your skull.

There are no obvious exits.
Thauran, Clovert, Ishtar Gar'Thog, Uroboros, Llanowar Flowersniffer, Hynda
De'eeveaiel, Anerion De'eeveaiel, Benomi Stonereaver, Greylock, Nabal, Drifter,
Chilli Petter and Yalenia BlackAnvil are here.
Upgrade/Downgrade Kit.

Anerion ack's.
Llanowar ack's.
Ishtar giggles.
Clovert says: damm
Yalenia BlackAnvil exclaims: NO!!!!!!!!
'!"

Anerion De'eeveaiel exclaims: Sooo close!
Hynda De'eeveaiel says: ARGH!"
Uroboros says: close
Anerion De'eeveaiel exclaims: Damn!

Thauran is the Arena Champion!!

Uroboros says: heh

You say: !"
> 
Thauran bows deeply.
Arena Waiting Room [none].
Thauran, Clovert, Ishtar Gar'Thog, Uroboros, Llanowar Flowersniffer, Hynda
De'eeveaiel, Anerion De'eeveaiel, Benomi Stonereaver, Greylock, Nabal, Drifter,
Chilli Petter and Yalenia BlackAnvil are here.
Upgrade/Downgrade Kit.
 
Uroboros congratulates Thauran.
Nabal gasps in astonishment.

Thauran says: Verye Close.

Yalenia sobs on your shoulder.

Dyno [info]: enjoy your evening
'wimpy on =(
You say: wimpy on =(
> 
You feel relieved as the curse leaves you.

Uroboros says: good fight there

Anerion De'eeveaiel exclaims: Darn!
'you gave me wimpy!
You exclaim: you gave me wimpy!

****
Nice fight Thauran. You deserve the credit.