Tirac Finisher

H: 6159 (100%), M: 7141 (98%) 27939w, 23704e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac, riding an ashen peryton, jumps in from the south.
Tirac has entered the area.
[here - Tirac (1)]
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7141 (98%) 27939w, 23704e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 TiracH: 6159 (100%), M: 7141 (98%) 27939w,
23704e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Velyse has left the area.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7141 (98%) 27939w, 23704e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
You focus your mind, and begin to concentrate on forming a mind lock with Tirac.
 --- Locking Tirac ---
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7073 (97%) 27937w, 23699e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
You must cease your current lock attempt before trying another another.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7073 (97%) 27937w, 23699e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
You must cease your current lock attempt before trying another another.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7073 (97%) 27937w, 23699e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac ceases to wield an ornate steel rapier in his left hand.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac begins to wield an ornate steel rapier in his left hand.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac begins to wield an ornate steel rapier in his right hand.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac's knuckles grow momentarily white as he strengthens his grip.
H: 6159 (100%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 90 Tirac
Tirac's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
 -- REBOUNDING DOWN --
 -- REBOUNDING DOWN --
Tirac viciously jabs an ornate steel rapier into your right leg.
Your insomnia has cleared up.
Lightning-quick, Tirac jabs your right leg with an ornate steel rapier.
Your right leg is greatly damaged from the beating.
[DAMAGED LIMB]
You feel incredibly tired, and fall asleep immediately.

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|     AFFLICTED W/ MANGLEDRIGHTLEG | AFFLICTED W/ MANGLEDRIGHTLEG     |
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H: 5456 (88%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac(wake up)
You open your eyes and yawn mightily. (0.071s)
H: 5456 (88%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac(apply restoration to legs|insomnia)
Tirac takes a long drag off his oaken pipe.
H: 5456 (88%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac
You take out some salve and quickly rub it on your legs.
H: 5456 (88%), M: 7063 (97%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac
You clench your fists, grit your teeth, and banish all possibility of sleep.
H: 5456 (88%), M: 6997 (96%) 27937w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac
Lightning-quick, Tirac jabs your left leg with an ornate steel rapier.
You watch, in horror, as your left arm shrivels up and becomes useless.
Lightning-quick, Tirac jabs your left leg with an ornate steel rapier.
Your left leg is greatly damaged from the beating.
[DAMAGED LIMB]
You watch, in horror, as your right arm shrivels up and becomes useless.

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|     AFFLICTED W/ MANGLEDLEFTLEG | AFFLICTED W/ MANGLEDLEFTLEG     |
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H: 4953 (80%), M: 6897 (95%) 27907w, 23719e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac(guard right leg)
You will now attempt to intercept and counter attacks coming at your right leg.
H: 4953 (80%), M: 6825 (94%) 27886w, 23714e 97.5% ex|cdbkVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac
(The Midnight Crew): Cain says, "Hes cr5 i cant."
H: 4953 (80%), M: 6825 (94%) 27904w, 23734e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpNL- 100 Tirac
Your telepathic efforts are successful, and the mind of Tirac is locked with your own.
 --- Mind Locked Tirac ---
 --- Mind Locked Tirac ---
H: 4953 (80%), M: 6745 (93%) 27879w, 23734e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpTirac- 100 Tirac
Tirac steps down off of an ashen peryton.
H: 4953 (80%), M: 6745 (93%) 27879w, 23734e 97.5% ex|cdbkhVTScorpTirac- 100 Tirac
You watch in horror, helpless, as Tirac's fist is wreathed in crackling black energy. With a diabolical laugh, he
stiffens his hand and slowly runs it down your chest, splitting it open as he does so. Though you scream in pain and beg
to die, Tirac proceeds to rip apart your organs, magnifying the pain until you are driven nearly mad. With a detached
smile upon his face, he proceeds to rip out your sternum and drive it through your already splayed-out body, pinning it
to the ground and finally killing you.
You have been slain by Tirac.