PKL: Sunniva v. Fole

[Mathew leaves Discworld]
[Wallsy enters Discworld]
sh
Arcane protection status:
* Your skin has been hardened to a rock-like form.
* You are surrounded by a magical impact shield.
* A large metal shield is floating around you:
The large metal shield:
It is in excellent condition.

[Vire leaves Discworld]

Squelch.
c ftf
You get a cured chicken body feather from the black backpack.
You prepare to cast Finneblaugh’s Thaumic Float.

You drop a feather, watching it drift to the ground and force it to float back up and into your hands.
You call forth the spirit of the wind.
You lever yourself gently upwards with magic.
You float gently off the ground.
You feel light as air.
put feather in pack
You put the cured chicken body feather in a pocket in the black backpack.
tr k,say go when ready

You tell Fole von Bruxa: k,say go when ready

A slack jawed yokel stares at a sheep as it is sheared.
Fole von Bruxa tells you: ok, go
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe is on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.

[Kumori enters Discworld]
k x
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.

[Askar enters Discworld -- needs no introduction]
Morphic the Dreamy hugs you.
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the southeastern corner of the market.
c mvs
A happy farmer moves west onto the southern side of the market.
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the southern side of the market.

You appear to be missing some of the materials needed to cast Myrandil’s Vicious Seizure.
You need a hand to successfully cast Myrandil’s Vicious Seizure.

Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
k x
Queued command: k x

You prepare to attack Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets one smelly seed from a pocket in a midnight black ambiguous puzumaskin cloak.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 352 (373) Xp: 25471
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa clears her throat mightily and spits on the seed.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa throws a small seed at your feet.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 355 (373) Xp: 25474
A dull red glow appears around Wee Fole von Bruxa.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her floating flatiron swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Shoots of vines burst out as the ground splits.  The vines lash out at you, but you manage to evade them.
You are free from the vines’ slithering hold.
The vines withdraw back underground.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 358 (373) Xp: 25477
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her floating flatiron swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her floating flatiron swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 361 (373) Xp: 25480
st x
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

You launch a powerful attack.  You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her floating flatiron swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
p x
In blocking the attack the flatiron floating around Wee Fole von Bruxa is knocked out of orbit.
Wee Fole von Bruxa thrusts at you with her Biorach Bioran but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 329 (373) Xp: 26008
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a happy farmer are standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa south.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 330 (373) Xp: 26011
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her Biorach Bioran.
[Letitia enters Discworld]
Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 333 (373) Xp: 26014
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
st x
A carriage draws to a halt at the carriage stop.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

Wee Fole von Bruxa gets one smelly seed from a pocket in a midnight black ambiguous puzumaskin cloak.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 301 (373) Xp: 26195
The dull red glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes bright red.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa clears her throat mightily and spits on the seed.
Wee Fole von Bruxa throws a small seed at your feet.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 304 (373) Xp: 26198
The bright red glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes wobbling orange.
You launch a powerful attack.  You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
tao
Your attitude is now offensive.

You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Shoots of vines burst out as the ground splits.  The vines lash out at you, but you manage to evade them.
You are free from the vines’ slithering hold.
The vines withdraw back underground.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 307 (373) Xp: 26201
The wobbling orange glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes flickering yellow.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
st x
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 310 (373) Xp: 26204
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

You launch a powerful attack.  You barely stab Wee Fole von Bruxa in the chest with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe and a flatiron are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa thrusts at you with her Biorach Bioran but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 278 (373) Xp: 26306
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s left arm with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Wee Fole von Bruxa thrusts at you with her elegant stiletto but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 280 (373) Xp: 26309
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
st x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
tan

You will now focus on your opponent’s neck.
w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the southwestern corner of the market.
Queued command: w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the southern side of the market.
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the southeastern corner of the market.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
se
[Nightcrawler leaves Discworld]
Queued command: se

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the eastern side of the market.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
A happy farmer is standing here.
ne
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the centre of the market.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest, enter stall and enter door.
Obscure Benfrey is standing here.
A mysterious stone door is hanging in the air.
w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the western side of the market.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe and a flatiron are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
w

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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

[MMoenster enters Discworld]
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 301 (373) Xp: 26333
p x
You messily stab Wee Fole von Bruxa in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Wee Fole von Bruxa invokes the red staff which looks like it would have ejected a carrot.  But something stopped it.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 304 (373) Xp: 26336
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Askar tips his hat at you stylishly.
[Thundar enters Discworld]
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 307 (373) Xp: 26339
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
st x
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

You messily stab Wee Fole von Bruxa in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 274 (373) Xp: 26451
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 276 (373) Xp: 26454
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 249 (373) Xp: 26457
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
You launch a powerful attack.  You stab one of your thief’s daggers right through Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck.
st x
Your large metal shield is too late to block Wee Fole von Bruxa’s attack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 252 (373) Xp: 26460
You nick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

A mysterious stone door teleports out of the marketplace.
You launch a powerful attack.  You pierce Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe and a flatiron are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa east.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 218 (373) Xp: 26544
You messily stab Wee Fole von Bruxa in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
e
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the northeastern corner of the market.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Obscure Benfrey is standing here.
w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east and leaves the marketplace.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe and a flatiron are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
e

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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Obscure Benfrey is standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves into the marketplace from the east.
n
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the northern side of the market.
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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
w

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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Queued command: p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
n

Queued command: n

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This is the northwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The relatively new building to the north is the post office.  Much cooing and cawing can be heard from within, which might well be the sound of the carrier pigeons used to deliver messages.  The hustle and bustle of the market continues all around.  A well illuminated stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: north, south, east, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A ploughshare, a white cotton shirt and a pair of breeches are on the ground.
p x
Wee Fole von Bruxa stares at nothing much in the air around herself.
Queued command: p x

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 243 (373) Xp: 26571
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
e
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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa opens a pocket in the black backpack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa puts the mounted pewter shield in a pocket in the black backpack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes a pocket in the black backpack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 248 (373) Xp: 26577
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
e

Queued command: e

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the eastern side of the market.
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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.
s
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
s

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south and leaves the marketplace.
Queued command: s

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This is the southeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The aging building to the south is the town’s watch office, while to the east is a rather large house which has a sign over its door.  The noise of the market continues unceasingly around you.  A large covered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northwest and enter stall.
A sign is here.
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
Queued command: p x

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 266 (373) Xp: 26595
You scratch Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
[Xophornia leaves Discworld]
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 269 (373) Xp: 26598
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.

[Angette leaves Discworld]
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 276 (373) Xp: 26607
You messily stab Wee Fole von Bruxa in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
[Terrence leaves Discworld]
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.

On the southern side of the market, the happy farmer says with a Lancrastian accent: Aye, to be sure, to be sure.
[AnExpert leaves Discworld]
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 282 (373) Xp: 26613
You scratch Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the watch office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the watch office door.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 285 (373) Xp: 26616
t x turn wimpy off please
You tell Fole von Bruxa: turn wimpy off please
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
n

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the northeastern corner of the market.
Queued command: n

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north and leaves the marketplace.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Obscure Benfrey is standing here.
n
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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.
p x

[Gashakura leaves Discworld]

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the shop door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the shop door.
[Bellamorte enters Discworld]
Your large metal shield is too late to block Wee Fole von Bruxa’s attack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 273 (373) Xp: 26634
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa south.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 274 (373) Xp: 26637
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
st x
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
&
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa west.
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
A fat peasant moves into the marketplace from the north.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 240 (373) Xp: 26757
You launch a powerful attack.  You stab one of your thief’s daggers right through Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck.
Fole von Bruxa tells you: i have
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
st x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the southwestern corner of the market.
Queued command: w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the southern side of the market.
Askar spanks you.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
s
Queued command: s

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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
[Mana leaves Discworld]
e
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a happy farmer are standing here.
p x

Queued command: p x

Your large metal shield is too late to block Wee Fole von Bruxa’s attack.
As your shield absorbs the impact, it becomes visible as a dull red glow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 253 (373) Xp: 26772
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.
st x
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 255 (373) Xp: 26775
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa north.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 221 (373) Xp: 26875
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
Your shield stops glowing a dull red and lapses back into invisibility.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a fat peasant are standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa north.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 222 (373) Xp: 26878
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
st x
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
w

A slack jawed yokel gawks at the barge owners.
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This is the northwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The relatively new building to the north is the post office.  Much cooing and cawing can be heard from within, which might well be the sound of the carrier pigeons used to deliver messages.  The hustle and bustle of the market continues all around.  A well illuminated stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: north, south, east, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A ploughshare, a white cotton shirt and a pair of breeches are on the ground.

Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 228 (373) Xp: 26887
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
st x
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 195 (373) Xp: 26948
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 197 (373) Xp: 26951
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
s
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
s
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the southern side of the market.
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
e

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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a happy farmer are standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
e
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the eastern side of the market.
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This is the southeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The aging building to the south is the town’s watch office, while to the east is a rather large house which has a sign over its door.  The noise of the market continues unceasingly around you.  A large covered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northwest and enter stall.
A sign is here.
n

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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
n
Obscure Benfrey’s speckled bright blue spider wiggles about.
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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
w
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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a fat peasant are standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Squelch.
w
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This is the northwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The relatively new building to the north is the post office.  Much cooing and cawing can be heard from within, which might well be the sound of the carrier pigeons used to deliver messages.  The hustle and bustle of the market continues all around.  A well illuminated stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: north, south, east, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A ploughshare, a white cotton shirt and a pair of breeches are on the ground.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
s
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

A happy farmer moves east onto the southeastern corner of the market.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 197 (373) Xp: 26981
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
[OopylaOula enters Discworld]
se
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the southern side of the market.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 202 (373) Xp: 26987
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
st x
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
ne

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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a steady breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Obscure Benfrey is standing here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the south.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 208 (373) Xp: 26993
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
p x
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Your large metal shield is too late to block Wee Fole von Bruxa’s attack.
As your shield absorbs the impact, it becomes visible as a dull red glow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa strikes at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 211 (373) Xp: 26996
You nick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
st x
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.

Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 178 (373) Xp: 27062
tao
[Stern leaves Discworld -- needs no introduction]
Wee Fole von Bruxa puts down a red staff from her left hand and right hand.
Wee Fole von Bruxa holds Biorach Bioran in her left hand and right hand.
Queued command: tao

[Stern enters Discworld -- needs no introduction]
Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 180 (373) Xp: 27065
You launch a powerful attack.  You stab one of your thief’s daggers right through Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck.
Your attitude is already offensive.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 183 (373) Xp: 27068
st x
Queued command: st x

Wee Fole von Bruxa launches a powerful attack.  Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but your floating large metal shield swoops in and absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 185 (373) Xp: 27071
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
In blocking the attack the large metal shield floating around you is knocked out of orbit.
You prepare to stab Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 153 (373) Xp: 27117
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 126 (373) Xp: 27120
You launch a powerful attack.  You stab one of your thief’s daggers right through Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 129 (373) Xp: 27123
As your shield absorbs the impact, its glow changes from a dull red to a flickering yellow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa launches a powerful attack.  Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa appears to be checking out all your wounds.
Wee Fole von Bruxa studies Wee Fole von Bruxa, Obscure Benfrey and you.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 131 (373) Xp: 27126
st x

You can’t muster the energy to stab at the moment.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
w
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
w

Queued command: w

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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 141 (373) Xp: 27138
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her Biorach Bioran.
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
p x
Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 143 (373) Xp: 27141
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

Wee Fole von Bruxa puts down Biorach Bioran from her left hand and right hand.
Wee Fole von Bruxa holds a red staff in her left hand and right hand.
[Sethum leaves Discworld]
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
gp
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 146 (373) Xp: 27144
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.

Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but you easily parry the blow with your thief’s dagger.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 148 (373) Xp: 27147
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa invokes the red staff which ejects what looks like a large burning carrot from one end.
The carrot floats up and hovers above you.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 151 (373) Xp: 27150
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
st x

You can’t muster the energy to stab at the moment.

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 154 (373) Xp: 27153
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
Six fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at you.
Hp: 2508 (2689) Gp: 152 (373) Xp: 27156
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a young farmer and a happy peasant are standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
Queued command: p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
Five fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at you.
Hp: 2409 (2689) Gp: 161 (373) Xp: 27165
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
A scarred strongarm, a tall merchant and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.

Four fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at you.
Hp: 2319 (2689) Gp: 167 (373) Xp: 27171
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
s

Queued command: s

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This is the southeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The aging building to the south is the town’s watch office, while to the east is a rather large house which has a sign over its door.  The noise of the market continues unceasingly around you.  A large covered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a happy farmer are standing here.
A sign is here.
Three fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at you.
Hp: 2203 (2689) Gp: 140 (373) Xp: 27174
p x
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets a small piece of paper from a small waxed paper packet inside a pocket in the midnight black ambiguous puzumaskin cloak between opening and closing it.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets some fine grey ash from a pocket in a black backpack between opening and closing it.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets a mounted pewter shield from a pocket in a black backpack between opening and closing it.
Queued command: p x

Hp: 2207 (2689) Gp: 143 (373) Xp: 27174
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa looks pensive for a few moments.
Wee Fole von Bruxa stares at nothing much in the air around herself.
Hp: 2211 (2689) Gp: 146 (373) Xp: 27177
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa whispers something to herself.
Two fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at you.
Hp: 2178 (2689) Gp: 146 (373) Xp: 27180
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa blows some ash into the air around herself.
[Aero leaves Discworld]
Hp: 2182 (2689) Gp: 149 (373) Xp: 27180
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
st x
Wee Fole von Bruxa appears to tense momentarily.

You can’t muster the energy to stab at the moment.

Hp: 2186 (2689) Gp: 152 (373) Xp: 27183
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
A fire bunny leaps out of the ground and throws itself at you.
Hp: 2175 (2689) Gp: 152 (373) Xp: 27186
kof fole
With a noise that sounds like “Plink!”, the air around Wee Fole von Bruxa flashes red for a moment.
Queued command: kof fole

Hp: 2179 (2689) Gp: 155 (373) Xp: 27186
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
The fiery carrot above your head flickers and goes out.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens a pocket in the black backpack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa puts the mounted pewter shield in a pocket in the black backpack.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes a pocket in the black backpack.
You get one cured carrot from the black backpack.
You get a lightable torch from the black backpack.
You prepare to cast Kamikaze Oryctolagus Flammula on Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Hp: 2183 (2689) Gp: 108 (373) Xp: 27939
You wiggle your eyebrows around a bit.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a young farmer and a happy peasant are standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa west.
You think about a nice, big, orange, burning carrot.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2187 (2689) Gp: 108 (373) Xp: 27942
You point at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa west.
You ceremonially set fire to the carrot with the torch.
Hp: 2191 (2689) Gp: 109 (373) Xp: 27945
The carrot floats up and hovers above Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2171 (2689) Gp: 109 (373) Xp: 27948
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa east.
Squelch.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2175 (2689) Gp: 109 (373) Xp: 27951
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a scarred strongarm, a tall merchant and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa east.
Hp: 2179 (2689) Gp: 110 (373) Xp: 27954
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her red staff.
Six fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
There is a sudden white flash.  Your magical shield has broken.
Wee Fole von Bruxa invokes the red staff which looks like it would have ejected a carrot.  But something stopped it.
Hp: 2183 (2689) Gp: 113 (373) Xp: 27957
A dull red glow appears around Wee Fole von Bruxa.
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
tane
Wee Fole von Bruxa bruises your chest with her red staff.
Hp: 2083 (2689) Gp: 115 (373) Xp: 27960
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Your attitude is now neutral.

Five fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
The dull red glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes bright red.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa hits you hard in the left leg with her red staff.
Hp: 1944 (2689) Gp: 118 (373) Xp: 27963
ha
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You are slightly hurt.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is slightly hurt.
The scarred strongarm is in good shape.
The tall merchant is in good shape.
Obscure Benfrey is in good shape.

Hp: 1948 (2689) Gp: 121 (373) Xp: 27966
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Four fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
A carriage draws to a halt at the carriage stop.
Wee Fole von Bruxa taps your left leg with her red staff but your fluffy cloak absorbs some of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa puts down a red staff from her left hand and right hand.
Wee Fole von Bruxa holds Biorach Bioran in her left hand and right hand.
Hp: 1922 (2689) Gp: 124 (373) Xp: 27969
The bright red glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes wobbling orange.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 1926 (2689) Gp: 127 (373) Xp: 27972
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Three fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
The wobbling orange glow around Wee Fole von Bruxa becomes flickering yellow.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 1930 (2689) Gp: 130 (373) Xp: 27975
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her Biorach Bioran.
Hp: 1934 (2689) Gp: 103 (373) Xp: 27978
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs most of the blow.
Three fire bunnies leap out of the ground and throw themselves at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
Wee Fole von Bruxa launches a powerful attack.  Wee Fole von Bruxa slices her Biorach Bioran into your stomach but your chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 1769 (2689) Gp: 106 (373) Xp: 27981
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
[Kaedlyn leaves Discworld]
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 1773 (2689) Gp: 109 (373) Xp: 27984
A fire bunny leaps out of the ground and throws itself at Wee Fole von Bruxa.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa attempts to launch a powerful attack.  Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1777 (2689) Gp: 112 (373) Xp: 27987
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
The carrot at the end of the red staff falls to the ground and disintegrates.
The fiery carrot above Wee Fole von Bruxa’s head flickers and goes out.
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 1781 (2689) Gp: 115 (373) Xp: 27990
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets some honey from a pocket in a black backpack between opening and closing it.
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 1785 (2689) Gp: 118 (373) Xp: 27993
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
There is a sudden white flash around Wee Fole von Bruxa.
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa rubs her hands together.
bw
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
sib

You sip a few ounces of brewed tea from the medium sized turquoise bottle.
bw

Queued command: bw

A feeling of fuzziness radiates from your stomach and makes your nipples tingle pleasantly.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a scarred strongarm, a tall merchant and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets some honey from a pocket in a black backpack between opening and closing it.
Hp: 1801 (2689) Gp: 130 (373) Xp: 28005
You nick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa gets some honey from a pocket in a black backpack between opening and closing it.
You scratch Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 1874 (2689) Gp: 133 (373) Xp: 28008
You nick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
bw
Hp: 1878 (2689) Gp: 136 (373) Xp: 28011
You thrust at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but she easily parries the blow with her Biorach Bioran.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
bw

Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the east.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
A scarred strongarm, a tall merchant and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
bw

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the western side of the market.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the southwestern corner of the market.
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

You smash the medium sized turquoise bottle out of Wee Fole von Bruxa’s hands onto the ground causing some of the liquid to splash out.
Wee Fole von Bruxa slices at you with her Biorach Bioran but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1998 (2689) Gp: 154 (373) Xp: 28029
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Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.
Saving…
You feel suddenly better at following people.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a young farmer and a happy peasant are standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa east.
Try something else.

You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2058 (2689) Gp: 155 (373) Xp: 28032
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A medium sized turquoise bottle is on the ground.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa west.
Hp: 2062 (2689) Gp: 156 (373) Xp: 28035
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
p x
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa north.

You are already pursuing Wee Fole von Bruxa.

You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2132 (2689) Gp: 157 (373) Xp: 28038
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
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This is the northwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The relatively new building to the north is the post office.  Much cooing and cawing can be heard from within, which might well be the sound of the carrier pigeons used to deliver messages.  The hustle and bustle of the market continues all around.  A well illuminated stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: north, south, east, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A ploughshare, a white cotton shirt and a pair of breeches are on the ground.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa north.
gb
Wee Fole von Bruxa just manages to slice your stomach with her Biorach Bioran but your chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Hp: 2092 (2689) Gp: 158 (373) Xp: 28041
Queued command: gb

Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the post office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the post office door.
What?
s
On the southern side of the market, the young farmer says with a Lancrastian accent: Aye, to be sure, to be sure.
Queued command: s

A feeling of fuzziness radiates from your stomach and makes your nipples tingle pleasantly.
Wee Fole von Bruxa opens the post office door.
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the north.
Wee Fole von Bruxa closes the post office door.
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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
s
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
A medium sized turquoise bottle is on the ground.
gb

What?

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the northern side of the market.
get bottle
A fat peasant moves west onto the northwestern corner of the market.
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the northeastern corner of the market.
You get a medium sized turquoise bottle from the southwestern corner of the market.
alias gb get bottles

Added alias ‘gb’.
ne

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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
Estoufee D’Spicey is standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.
ne

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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.

Hp: 2313 (2689) Gp: 150 (373) Xp: 28065
You slash at Wee Fole von Bruxa with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
p x
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa.

You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
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This is the eastern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  There are many people milling around the various stalls here, trying to buy at the lowest possible price and sell at the highest.  Farmers from surrounding farmsteads are also auctioning off their cattle and produce to each other and trading advice.  Lancre Street leads east out of the market.  A large stall is doing a roaring trade here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa, a scarred strongarm, a tall merchant and Obscure Benfrey are standing here.
A large metal shield is on the ground.
You pursue Wee Fole von Bruxa south.
Hp: 2369 (2689) Gp: 151 (373) Xp: 28068
You snick Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers but her chalky skin absorbs most of the blow.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
Wee Fole von Bruxa manages to elude you.
Squelch.
s
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This is the southeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The aging building to the south is the town’s watch office, while to the east is a rather large house which has a sign over its door.  The noise of the market continues unceasingly around you.  A large covered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa and a happy farmer are standing here.
A sign is here.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves west.
w
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the southwestern corner of the market.
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
A young farmer and a happy peasant are standing here.
w

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the western side of the market.
A happy farmer moves northwest onto the centre of the market.
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This is the southwestern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The building to the south is the town bank, whilst there is a large shop to the west with a fluffy dragon to the right of its door.  The clamour from the market continues all around you.  There is a small stall operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast and enter stall.
n

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This is the western side of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  To the west Sto Street empties an almost constant traffic of townspeople and carts into the market.  The stalls around you are constantly being chopped and changed as farmers and their families arrive with new produce, or leave having sold it.  The market sprawls out to the north, south and east.  A bread stall is open for business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
p x

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
ne

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the northern side of the market.
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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
p x

Queued command: p x

Hp: 2505 (2689) Gp: 167 (373) Xp: 28086
You perforate Wee Fole von Bruxa’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves east.

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
e
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This is the northeastern corner of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  The muddled window of a large shop graces the northern side of the square, various bric-a-brac arranged higgledy-piggledy within.  The large stone building to the east is another shop that has a pair of midnight black silk bloomers above its door, and the Merchants’ Guild is visible rising behind it.  The market atmosphere buzzes all around.  A small covered stall, black draped and musty, is operating in a quiet corner of the market.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A sign is hanging above the door to the shop to the north.

Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves south.
A feeling of fuzziness radiates from your stomach and makes your nipples tingle.
p x

Cannot find “fole”, no match.
sw

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves south onto the southeastern corner of the market.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
An octogram on the ground glows in eldritch fashion.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are eight obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
A happy farmer and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground and a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here.

[Motoko leaves Discworld]
tpa me
You get a mounted pewter shield from a pocket in the black backpack.
You get some fine grey ash from the black backpack.
You prepare to cast Transcendent Pneumatic Alleviator on yourself.
Queued command: put shield in pack

You consider the function of a shield.
You send your thoughts probing into the air around yourself.
You silently sing a stream of shifting syllables.
You feel the effects of the healing tea wear off.
You blow the ash into the air around yourself.
You channel magic to form an impact shield around yourself.
With a noise that sounds like “Plink!”, everything around you flashes red for a moment.
Estoufee D’Spicey appears to be checking out all your wounds.
Estoufee D’Spicey studies a happy farmer, Toradh the giant fruitbat, Estoufee D’Spicey and you.
[Gnudah enters Discworld]
You put the mounted pewter shield in a pocket in the black backpack.
s
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This is the southern side of the marketplace in Ohulan-Cutash.  Sinners’ Walk leads south from here, leading to the religious quarter of the town, where some of the Disc’s more demanding deities have their temples.  All around you farmers haggle over the price of crops and livestock, before departing with either a scowl or a grin spread across their faces, depending on the result of the deal struck.  A clothes stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
A young farmer and a happy peasant are standing here.
get hand from pack

An escaped piglet runs riot around the market square.

Cannot find “hand”, no match.
g e

The happy peasant leaves north.
You glance east and see:
The southeastern corner of the market [n,s,e,w,nw,enter stall].
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.
A sign is here.
locate hands

There is nothing here matching “hands”.
k farmer

You prepare to attack the young farmer.

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 143 (373) Xp: 28812
You perforate the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You slice the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 146 (373) Xp: 28815
You slice the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You perforate the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 149 (373) Xp: 28818
You slice the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
The young farmer thrusts at you with his soil-encrusted pitchfork but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You slice the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 152 (373) Xp: 28821
You hack the young farmer’s neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You killed the young farmer.
get hands from corpses
A carriage draws to a halt at the carriage stop.
You get a human right hand and a human left hand from the corpse of a young farmer.
c mvs

On the centre of the market, the happy farmer says with a Lancrastian accent: oOOh-ARrr.
A tall merchant moves north onto the northeastern corner of the market.
You prepare to cast Myrandil’s Vicious Seizure.

You summon the spirits of the dead from below.
You command dead hands to grab your enemies.
You send energy through the muscles and nerves of the hand and the fingers move in grasping motions.
You send forth energy to animate the dead!
Wee Fole von Bruxa arrives from the east.
Wee Fole von Bruxa swings at you with her red staff but your magical shielding absorbs all of the blow.
Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 95 (373) Xp: 30015
Wee Fole von Bruxa leaves north.
You feel the ground underneath begin to boil…
Suddenly, twelve rotting, clutching hands burst from the ground.
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves north onto the northern side of the market.
n
Wee Fole von Bruxa moves west onto the northwestern corner of the market.
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This is the centre of the market square in Ohulan-Cutash.  There is quite a throng of townspeople here, all trying to get to the stalls to buy various products that are on offer.  The town well attracts all sorts of people, from wealthy merchants to humble farmwives.  The market sprawls out in all directions.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, northeast, southeast, southwest, northwest and enter ramtops carriage.
A happy peasant, a happy farmer and Estoufee D’Spicey are standing here and Toradh the giant fruitbat is struggling with an enormous burden here.
A sombre blue robe, a flatiron and one handful of bat guano are on the ground, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and the Ramtops Carriage is waiting here.
n

Wee Fole von Bruxa moves east onto the northern side of the market.
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This is the northern side of the market place in Ohulan-Cutash.  Dock Street runs north from here, surprisingly enough to the town’s small river docks.  There are lots of goods being moved up and down the street, presumably produce that is arriving or leaving by barge.  The market sprawls out to the south, east, and west.  A cluttered stall is doing business here.
It is a freezing cold backspindlewinter’s afternoon with a gentle breeze and dense cloud cover.
There are seven obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest, southeast and enter stall.
Wee Fole von Bruxa is standing here.

Hp: 2689 (2689) Gp: 110 (373) Xp: 30030
You stab Wee Fole von Bruxa deeply in the neck with one of your thief’s daggers.
You killed Wee Fole von Bruxa.
The ghost of Fole von Bruxa (maysherestinpeace) scratches herself, and large pieces of skin flake off.
The ghost of Fole von Bruxa (maysherestinpeace) leaves east.
t x good fight
You tell the ghost of Fole von Bruxa: good fight

A scarred strongarm moves west onto the centre of the market.
hug x
You hug the ghost of Fole von Bruxa.