《Gaming on a MUD is difficult.》CH.12 Goblin Stronghold Clear
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Isaiah’s player wrote up a simple description so that he could advance to level 6.
Isaiah seems plain looking for an elf. He has sharp features, a slim build
and is in good shape. He has observant amber eyes and bright hair of
Silver.
He had some goals. His first goal at the moment was to advance Isaiah. He accomplished this right after writing that three sentence description. Some characters had a small essay written for their character’s description with colored text describing birthmarks, scars and the clothing they wore. Having clothing in a description seemed like a poor choice to him because changing gear would make it so the description clashes when what was actually equipped. That was not a big thing but it would bug him if he noticed.
Anyway, now Isaiah was a level 7/6 Fighter / mage. He could still only cast up to level 3 spells. Of which he had exactly zero. But at level 7 mage he could cast level 4 spells. Also there was the fact he had zero level 4 spells in his spellbook too. He also had 45 hit points now too with the levels. He almost had 100,000 experience points though. If he died not without banking some more experience would he lose a level? Regardless, little by little Isaiah was getting stronger.
Someone (OOC): I hate you all!
A bolt of lightning strikes finbar from the heavens leaving well.. Not much.
Raveena (OOC): huh?
Someone (OOC): Say goodbye to a dirty abusive cheater.
Someone (OOC): See rid board for more info.
Isaiah’s player wondered what this was about.
Isaiah (OOC): Where is this rid board?
Someone (OOC): It is under MAH
Isaiah (OOC): Thank you
Isaiah’s player had to do a double take. The gods of this realm, the developers, would personally delete player characters. This wasn’t like a console game where someone could exploit the hell out of a trick they found. Well, they could exploit the hell out of something but if they got caught or did something that angered the people running this game enough it could result in rather permanent consequences. Whatever this Finbar guy did it was likely very bad.
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Isaiah bowed to the altar in the temple of Lathander and headed to where the rid board was. It was a room that was set up like a formless void. Lost souls were flying around suffering for eternity. There was a board and it had 15 or so posts. Some of the people rid were for cheating a surprising number were for disrespecting an immortal.
The latest entry was the Finbar character. Isaiah had never interacted with him. He didn’t even see him online when he last checked the ‘who list’. The entry was just one sentence, ‘Rid for abusing a spell and being a general asshole.’ Well, whatever he did, the immortals were really vague about what it was.
Would this finbar come back? Can someone make a new character after being ‘rid’? Isaiah’s player guessed being ‘rid’ wasn’t the same as a site ban. The game ran on telnet so unless the server blocked a certain IP number then someone could just recreate a new character. Isaiah’s player thought the offending person would have to have a lot of gaul to reuse the name finbar. If it happened to him he’d start over with a new name.
These were dark musing and so Isaiah left this room filled with lost souls. He had questions but worried the immortal who hated them all would just use that ‘rid’ hammer on him because someone asking about admin abilities might be considered a hacker.
However, these big thoughts were beyond Isaiah’s player. Deity choice can wait. How to deal with immortal wizards can wait. He decided that he should focus on something he could do. Getting revenge on that stinking goblin that stabbed him in the back. With his 45 HP he could take that stab and let his sword of insanity do the talking.
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After leaving a wake of dead goblins Isaiah found that hidden exit. He of course collected the scrolls that the goblin mage and goblin witch dropped but sadly they were duplicates of what he already had. It wasn’t a total waste of time though because he could sell them for a few hundred gold. He needed gold badly. Those spell components were not going to pay for themselves.
Here it goes:
Someone whispers to you: “Just like you kill my kin I will slay you!”
Someone stabs you in the back!
HP: 20/45
Goblin assassin appears from the shadows.
Goblin assassin pokes you in the right leg.
HP: 15/45
You slash goblin in the right arm with sword of insanity.
Sword of insanity tells you: “What’s this do?”
Mana falls from heaven
You slash goblin in the torso with sword of insanity.
Goblin missed you.
You slash goblin in the head with sword of insanity.
You slash goblin in the left foot with sword of insanity.
Goblin drops dead before you.
Isaiah ate the mana that was sitting on the ground.
HP: 17/45
Thank you sword of insanity for free healing even if it is only 2 HP.
The loot the goblin dropped was a handful of silver, copper and gold coins. It also dropped a bone knife. The bone knife was a basic thing except for some glowing runes carved into it. This seemed to hit it might be magical. Isaiah cast detect magic.
Bone knife(glowing slightly)
Bingo, magical weapon acquired! He could actually use it too. Two swords of insanity would be awesome. However, Isaiah wasn’t a ranger. Only rangers could wield two medium sized weapons. As a fighter though he could wield a medium and a small sized weapon. He went to wield the bone knife in his off hand. A costly mistake was almost repeated. The sneaky bone knife might be cursed. Isaiah typed to cast his new spell ‘Identify’ on it.
You do not have the components to cast this spell.
Dang it… that stupid fail message. Where was that component shop? Isaiah needs some components. His components bag has exactly zero things in it.
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