Teddybear: I suggest you try to seek some alternative source of sympathy, 
Undertow, You tried to hurt that girl, you liked her and you almost killed her

Teddybear: That was impolite...

Teddybear: You know she now wants to kill you dont you?

Undertow: NO

Teddybear: She does...

Undertow:  NO!!! LIKE I SAID, It makes no sense!  

Undertow: I can't explain anything because I can't find it in me!!  I think back,
Looking for what brought me here, but I only get images as through a haze.  

Undertow: I...

Undertow: We, have dome some pretty ghastly things, and yet the clear motivation 
eludes me.  These acts,  They're more like answers to questions

Undertow: Answers to questions I dont even remember asking...

> City of Necropolis : Prison Cell. [out].
Gimbli Trumpa and Orc prisoner are here.
> 
Gimbli pounds unrelentingly on Orc prisoner with his Holy Sceptre.
Gimbli Trumpa the human.
He is in excellent condition.
4 large, golden, glowing clover-leaves float in the air around Gimbli.
Wielding : a Holy Sceptre.
Wearing : a Silk trousers, a Rhinestone Gauntlets, a Cloak of the Eel, an
          Amulet of the Chaos, a Amulet of Light, a Kender Medallion, a
          Reinforced Dwarf Skin Boots, a Silk shirt, a Talisman of Seeliy, a
          Mithril Belt, a Sergeant Peppar's fullplate, a Platinum ring, a
          shadow ring, a Gold Earrings, a Helm of Wisdom, a Ring of Faith and
          a Badge of the Legion of Haisk.

> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

[Solid Megiltura enters FR-MUD]

Gimbli pounds unrelentingly on Orc prisoner with his Holy Sceptre.

Gimbli pounds unrelentingly on Orc prisoner with his Holy Sceptre.
Orc prisoner the orc.
She is not in good shape
> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Gimbli pounds unrelentingly on Orc prisoner with his Holy Sceptre.
You leap out and nail Gimbli with a satisfying crack to the back of the skull.

Gimbli slumps to the ground in a heap.
The glowing leaves floating around Gimbli move to block the blow.
You lower your Plague Mace.
] You wield your rune dagger.
] 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Gimbli shifts groggily.
The glowing leaves floating around Gimbli move to block the blow.

Gimbli Trumpa convulses in agony as you place your rune dagger in him, and
blood pours over your hands.
> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

The glowing leaves surrounding Gimbli suddenly shrink and come together into 
a Golden Four-Leaf clover.
You are not calm enough.
> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.
Ok.  Fight with targ starts.
> 
The air begins to swirl, and with a loud 

      P      O      P

A mighty Djinn appears.
The Djinn tells you: I shall serve you master.

] You stab Gimbli with your rune dagger for 10 HPs damage.

Djinn protects you.
Djinn follows you.

Djinn bows humbly.

> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Djinn misses Gimbli Trumpa.
You are not calm enough.
> You stab Gimbli with your rune dagger for 10 HPs damage.

Gimbli shifts groggily.
> 
Orc prisoner misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Djinn misses Gimbli Trumpa.

Djinn misses Gimbli Trumpa.

The Djinn begins spinning with the speed of a whirlwind, and mows down its
attacker!
You are not calm enough.
> You stab Gimbli with your rune dagger for 10 HPs damage.

You dealt the death blow to Gimbli.

Gimbli dies, and his weapons eerily fall from his limp hands and drop to the
floor.

> City of Necropolis : Prison Cell. [out].
Djinn, Ghost of Gimbli Trumpa and Orc prisoner are here.
Corpse of Gimbli Trumpa.
Holy Sceptre.
> You take your blade and peel the hair off of the corpse of Gimbli Trumpa.
] ] You start getting some stuff.
> You get an A scalp of hair.

Djinn tells you: dont worry master, its not your fault, Teddybear made us do it.

> You thank Djinn.
> City of Necropolis : Prison Cell. [out].
Djinn, Ghost of Gimbli Trumpa and Orc prisoner are here.
Corpse of Gimbli Trumpa.
Holy Sceptre.
> You scan quickly about for a hiding spot.
> You try to hide in the shadows.
Looking at this blood encrusted scalp of Gimbli Trumpa. Makes your head itch,
you can only hope such a fate will never befall you.

It is in reasonable condition.
> City of Necropolis : Prison Cell. [out].
Djinn, Ghost of Gimbli Trumpa and Orc prisoner are here.
Corpse of Gimbli Trumpa.
Holy Sceptre.

> You hug and cuddle your lovely teddybear. Your own teddybear. Isn't it
adorable??

> You whisper to Ghost of Gimbli Trumpa: trumpa is indeed the number one

> You sneak out.
City of Necropolis : Dungeon Halls. [sw,e,se].
Zombie is here.

The djinn whirls into the area.

Gimbli tells you: § djinn is number one not you §

***

Undertow: Well I know this was a dream for sure, Djinns do not exist, well they 
do but only in my head right?

Teddybear: I remember the time when your imagination was used to create things 
other than horridly paranoid delusions, and though the current situation could be 
just another of those delusions...

Undertow: But it isn't...

Teddybear: well say its not.  Whatever the case, its evident that your creativity 
is the victim of something.

Teddybear: look at yourself, what are you doing now? 

Undertow: I'm doing a quilt, i get cold, i need a quilt!

Teddybear: a blanket made from pieces of bloody hair?

Teddybear: now thats healthy, very healthy...