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Adhering to the new flow of the PK rules. ;D

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<1181/1181hp 1016/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | NESW>
In a torch filled archway before the clerics guild

[Exits: east south]
A guard stands here protecting the cleric guild from intruders.

<1181/1181hp 1015/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | ES> e
Dortoron shivers and looks very ill.
The holy sanctuary of clerics

[Exits: west]
     An elven sleeping bag is on the ground.
(16) A tankard of frothing ale is here.
(Golden Aura) Dortoron the male minotaur is sleeping on an elven sleeping bag.
(Golden Aura) (White Aura) Your guildmaster stands here.

<1181/1181hp 1014/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> rest bag
You sit on an elven sleeping bag and rest.

<1181/1181hp 1014/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

Chiming bells ring through the streets as midnight passes.
You are hungry.
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness DISEMBOWELS you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MANGLES him!

<1128/1181hp 1054/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l dor
Towering over most mortals, this proud minotaur stands with the imposing strength and dignity
of his people. His massive frame is thick with corded muscle, his broad shoulders and barrel
chest suggesting a life shaped by discipline, warfare, and the demanding traditions of Mithas.
Thick, dark brown fur covers his body, groomed to a soldiers neatness, while polished black
horns curve upward from his head, each marked with faint carvingssymbols of reverence and
loyalty to the "Emperor"  - Kiri-Jolith.

His bull-like features are noble rather than brutish, with deep-set, intelligent eyes the color
of stormy seas. There's a calm, measured fire in that gazea flicker of inner purpose that
tempers his natural ferocity. His square jaw is usually set in a stern, composed expression,
though not without the occasional glimmer of humility when speaking of matters of justice, honor, or faith.

Every movement he makes carries a sense of military precision and ritual pride, as though he
were always in the presence of something greater. He speaks in a deep, resonant voice with a
deliberate cadence, choosing his words as a warrior-priest might choose his strikes: carefully
and with meaning. While his bearing is still touched by the confidencesome might say
arroganceof a noble-born son of Mithas, there is a growing serenity beneath the surface,
like a storm being calmed by the steady light of truth.

Though the discipline of Kiri-Jolith has not yet erased all the sharp edges of minotaur pride,
it is clear that he walks a path shaped by divine law, justice, and honor. In the way he holds
himself, in the strength of his silence, and in the quiet power of his gaze, one can sense a
soul striving not for conquest, but for righteousness.
Dortoron has some small wounds.

Dortoron is using:
<worn on finger>    (Glowing) a ring of linked silver dragonscales
<worn on finger>    an odd ring
<worn around neck>  (Glowing) a brass badge
<worn around neck>  (Glowing) a brass badge
<worn on torso>     a plain steel chainmail
<worn on head>      a floppy red hat
<worn on legs>      a pair of steel chain leggings
<worn on feet>      a pair of steel boots
<worn on hands>     a pair of steel gauntlets
<worn on arms>      a pair of plain steel vambraces
<worn as shield>    a plain steel shield
<worn on body>      (Glowing) white shaman robe
<worn on waist>     (Glowing) (Humming) a plated belt of platinum
<worn around wrist> (Humming) a moonstone bracelet
<worn around wrist> (Humming) a moonstone bracelet
<wielded>           a mace of bolted steel
<bearing>           a sign of the silver War-hammer

<1128/1181hp 1054/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

A blacksmith yells, 'Best blades made here, buy ye blades here!'

<1128/1181hp 1054/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l
The holy sanctuary of clerics
  This room has been sanctified and blessed by the highest clerics in
Solamnia and is provided for the sole purpose of allowing all clerics a
place to train and practice in peace. The only exit is back west to the
guild entrance.

[Exits: west]
     An elven sleeping bag is on the ground.
(16) A tankard of frothing ale is here.
(Golden Aura) Dortoron the male minotaur is sleeping on an elven sleeping bag.
(Golden Aura) (White Aura) Your guildmaster stands here.
You are hungry.
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness MASSACRES you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MANGLES him!

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

A blacksmith yells, 'Best blades made here, buy ye blades here!'

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

Jani the grocer yells, 'Fresh greens for sale! Fresh greens here!'

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
You get a Magic Mushroom from a canvas rummage sack.

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
You eat a Magic Mushroom.
You are no longer famished.
You are hungry.

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
You eat a Magic Mushroom.
You are no longer hungry.

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> where
Within the area of the City of Palanthas:
(PK) Khaevor    The holy sanctuary of clerics
Dortoron        The holy sanctuary of clerics

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> twi
You patiently twiddle your thumbs.

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

Garent the butcher yells, 'Freshly cut meats, get ya meats here!'

<1077/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness DISEMBOWELS you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MANGLES him!

<1036/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

A blacksmith yells, 'Best blades made here, buy ye blades here!'

<1036/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l
The holy sanctuary of clerics
  This room has been sanctified and blessed by the highest clerics in
Solamnia and is provided for the sole purpose of allowing all clerics a
place to train and practice in peace. The only exit is back west to the
guild entrance.

[Exits: west]
     An elven sleeping bag is on the ground.
(16) A tankard of frothing ale is here.
(Golden Aura) Dortoron the male minotaur is sleeping on an elven sleeping bag.
(Golden Aura) (White Aura) Your guildmaster stands here.

<1036/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

A blacksmith yells, 'Best blades made here, buy ye blades here!'
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness MASSACRES you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MASSACRES him!

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

You no longer see invisible objects.

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

The red in your vision disappears.

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l
The holy sanctuary of clerics
  This room has been sanctified and blessed by the highest clerics in
Solamnia and is provided for the sole purpose of allowing all clerics a
place to train and practice in peace. The only exit is back west to the
guild entrance.

[Exits: west]
     An elven sleeping bag is on the ground.
(16) A tankard of frothing ale is here.
(Golden Aura) Dortoron the male minotaur is sleeping on an elven sleeping bag.
(Golden Aura) (White Aura) Your guildmaster stands here.

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

The gold in your vision disappears.

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> stand
You stand up.

<982/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> di
cast 'detect invis'
You draw upon the powers granted by your god.
Your senses sharpen, and you begin to see through the veil of invisibility.

<982/1181hp 1050/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> devil
cast 'detect evil'
dgood
cast 'detect good'
aff
You concentrate a moment and pray to your deity.
A sense of clarity washes over you as you become attuned to the moral compass of those around you.

<982/1181hp 1045/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> rest sleep
You concentrate a moment and pray to your deity.
A sense of clarity washes over you as you become attuned to the moral compass of those around you.

<982/1181hp 1040/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
To see resistances and vulnerabilities use 'verbose' mode.

The following skills and spells are affecting you:

'Shroud' spell is active for 3 hours and 0 minutes
'Plague' spell is active for 8 hours and 35 minutes,
   modifying strength by -5
'Fly' spell is active for 14 hours and 10 minutes
'Detect invis' spell is active for 35 hours and 40 minutes
'Detect evil' spell is active for 35 hours and 45 minutes
'Detect good' spell is active for 35 hours and 55 minutes

You have a hero resistance bonus of +11%.

<982/1181hp 1040/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
You sit on an elven sleeping bag and rest.

<982/1181hp 1040/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness DISEMBOWELS you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MASSACRES him!

<946/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

Garent the butcher yells, 'Freshly cut meats, get ya meats here!'
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness DISMEMBERS you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MANGLES him!

<894/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l dor

<894/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l
The holy sanctuary of clerics
  This room has been sanctified and blessed by the highest clerics in
Solamnia and is provided for the sole purpose of allowing all clerics a
place to train and practice in peace. The only exit is back west to the
guild entrance.

[Exits: west]
     An elven sleeping bag is on the ground.
(16) A tankard of frothing ale is here.
(Golden Aura) Dortoron the male minotaur is sleeping on an elven sleeping bag.
(Golden Aura) (White Aura) Your guildmaster stands here.

<894/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> wher

You are bathed in the blood-red glow of Lunitari.
You writhe in agony from the plague.
Your sickness DISMEMBERS you!
Dortoron writhes in agony as plague sores erupt from his skin.
Dortoron's sickness MANGLES him!
Dortoron is DEAD!!
You hear Dortoron's death cry.

<839/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>
Within the area of the City of Palanthas:
(PK) Khaevor    The holy sanctuary of clerics
Dortoron        Within a temple of white marble dedicated to Paladine

<839/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W>

Jani the grocer yells, 'Fresh greens for sale! Fresh greens here!'

<839/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> stand
You stand up.

<839/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> l in cor
The corpse of Dortoron holds:
     a pair of plain steel vambraces
     a plain steel chainmail
     a plain steel shield
     (Glowing) white shaman robe
     a floppy red hat
( 2) (Humming) a moonstone bracelet
( 2) (Glowing) a brass badge
     a Big Ol'Pack Sack
     an odd ring
     (Glowing) (Humming) a plated belt of platinum
     (Glowing) a ring of linked silver dragonscales
     a mace of bolted steel
     a pair of steel boots
     a pair of steel gauntlets
     a pair of steel chain leggings
     15 silver coins and 324 gold coins

<839/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | W> get all.coin cor
15 silver coins and 324 gold coins: you can't carry that much weight.

<1119/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | S> pray I am not sure If I am gonna be accredited with the kill. I infected the bot with
the plague, and he died.
You pray to the Gods, 'I am not sure If I am gonna be accredited with the kill. I infected the bot with the plague, and he died.'

<1181/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | NESW>
A bloody light glows around you as the Gods of Darkness rejoice in your grim deeds.
You earn 100000 experience points.

<1181/1181hp 1055/1055mana 491/491mv 0tnl | NESW> pray thank you
You pray to the Gods, 'Thank you.'
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too bad you're 0tnl  ;D which proves that Gods of darkness also have dark humour

Indeed.  ;D