Neither of us is playing anymore, and although it sounded like a flame on your playing, I didn't mean it to. I'm just basing my opinion on what I heard, and logs like the one below. My definition of "spam killing" is "repeatedly killing someone with the same trick against which they're almost defenseless and have no way to run or avoid you, not allowing them to regear." Which is what appeared to take place. But what do I know? I wasn't there, and I don't think you suck for doing it - you were rewarded for it. And Rituraaj certainly kicked enough ass to stand out. I just think that it should never have been possible to gaunt to the Dale Cemetary in the first place - it was so harsh on newbies that I made it a point to sanctify the exit after every reboot when Immortal action wasn't forthcoming. And, when all was said and done, apparently it was changed by the Imms after you drew a great deal of attention to it (which is pretty much the only way to get things changed - by beating the hell out of people with them).




Aluria...
Posted by Jhyrbian on 12:49:14 1/14/2001:

A shadowy nightgaunt swoops down on silent wings.
A faceless nightgaunt is kept at bay by your a thaumaturgic circle.

<835hp 78m 560mv> cast 'bind nightgaunt' nightgaunt aluria
You bind a faceless nightgaunt to your servitude!

<835hp 38m 560mv>

A faceless nightgaunt takes flight in search of its prey!
A faceless nightgaunt swoops down from above, dropping Aluria at your feet!
Its task complete, a faceless nightgaunt fades away into the shadows.
A faceless nightgaunt stops following you.

You say 'Are you ready to give up?'

<835hp 38m 560mv> Dale Cemetary
You walk into a grey mist that surrounds and devours you. You see forms
and silhouettes, shadows of things that are or once were. The moaning of
the undead seems to come from around you and below your feet; inhuman
cackling and the dark rhythm of a chant emanate from the north. Behind you,
the cemetary gate allows escape to the south.


(Glowing) A thaumaturgic circle is inscribed upon the ground.
A stone cross is barely visible in the mist.
Aluria the dwarf is here.
A raging tower of flame hovers just above the ground.
Chittering to itself, a lesser ice devil crouches here.
A grey-skinned, rotting villager staggers menacingly toward you.

Aluria snorts.

<835hp 38m 560mv> l aluria
Aluria is, as dwarves go, relatively slim. While beards and stockiness
often blur their gender to unfamiliar races, she posseses
an unmistakably feminine figure. Her hair is gold, and is
braided and plaited and falls easily past her hips.

Her armor is partially covered by a white cape and hood
embroidered in red and silver in designs of moons, phoenixes, and obscure runes.
When it falls away enough to see what else she may be wearing
your eye is caught by an ancient, silver armband inlaid with gold and
platinum. Arangedsay F in a triangle on the band are a silver phoenix,
and unbreakable blade, and a blackened rose.

Aluria stands solidly in front of you, holding her walking staff in one
hand and absently patting the large, studded mace at her belt.
Aluria, a female dwarf, is gushing blood.

Aluria is using:
(Glowing) a silver phoenix clutching the moon
.

A lesser ice devil turns to you and weaves a sorcerous spell.
You are surrounded by a protective shield.

You say 'Forfeit your ways maran.'


Aluria smirks.

Aluria says 'Kill me again'


Rituraaj grins slightly.

You say 'Very well.'

<835hp 56m 560mv>
You entangle Aluria's feet and send them to the ground!
Your lash grazes Aluria.
Aluria yells 'Help! Rituraaj is lashing me!'
Aluria is gushing blood.

<835hp 56m 560mv>


You parry Aluria's punch.
You parry Aluria's punch.
Your whip devastates Aluria!
Your pendant writhes against your chest.
A warm feeling fills your body.
Aluria is gushing blood.

<835hp 56m 560mv>


A lesser ice devil gestures at Aluria, uttering blasphemies.
Aluria looks frail.
Aluria yells 'Help! I'm being attacked by a fire elemental!'
A fire elemental's flaming bite *** DEVASTATES *** Aluria!
A fire elemental's flaming bite *** DEVASTATES *** Aluria!
Aluria is convulsing on the ground.

<835hp 56m 560mv>


You parry Aluria's punch.
A fire elemental's flaming bite *** DEVASTATES *** Aluria!
Aluria is DEAD!!
A searing bolt of silver lightning blazes from Aluria's tattoo!
Aluria splatters blood on your armor.



Aluria tells you 'I don't know what you think you are proving, repeatedly killing me,
never giving me a chance to re-arm, but it is not going to work. . .'

You tell Aluria 'You are branded by the lord of the maran yes?'

Aluria tells you 'I am'
You tell Aluria 'Tell me.. what do you maran battle against?'
Aluria tells you 'Idiots like you, but I don't behave as poorly as you'

You tell Aluria '*snickers*'

You tell Aluria 'So you repeatedly fall to an idiot.. what does this mean of you?'


Aluria tells you 'At least a decent idiot, which is better than you'



Not exacttly a high water mark of Maran roleplaying, but then not OOC, either.