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Rifting and rt

>You can do nothing...you can feel nothing...you are nothing...
>

You open your eyes and blink twice to find yourself hovering about six feet off the ground as soon as you become cognizant of where you are, you drop hard like a sack of potatoes.

[The Rift]
A cold, grey mist swirls around you, making it difficult to gain any sense of what is here. Through the haze a huge, gnarled hand stretches upward reaching grimly for something past your vision. As you move closer, it turns out to be only a dead tree, the bent and gnarled limbs twisting toward a blood eagle hovering just out of reach.
Obvious paths: east, southeast.
>
stand

You stand back up.
Roundtime: 4 sec.
>Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.
Tremors roll through the ground beneath your feet, jarring everything violently!

A haze of shadow descends, cloaking the area in a twilight that obscures sight.

The air undulates around you with dizzying intensity!

Black tendrils of anti-mana climb over you as you sense your mana being drained away!
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You feel the magic alien to you slipping away...

Suddenly you feel sick and queasy, and your world seems blurry and indistinct. You fight an intense vertigo for a moment before the sensation leaves you. You regain your senses, blink once and look around.

[The Rift]
A cold, grey mist swirls around you, making it difficult to gain any sense of what is here. Through the haze a huge, gnarled hand stretches upward reaching grimly for something past your vision. As you move closer, it turns out to be only a dead tree, the bent and gnarled limbs twisting toward a blood eagle hovering just out of reach.
Obvious exits: east.

Roundtime: 5 sec.
>
The ground trembles and shakes sharply!

Waves of black anti-mana wash through the area.

The air around you crackles with potent energy!

An ethereal light washes over you as you sense mana collecting around and in you!
Roundtime: 3 sec.
You feel the magic alien to you slipping away...

A n'ecare rises up behind you fading into view out of the shadows!
>pre 213
...wait 11 seconds.
>cast
...wait 10 seconds.
>pre 213
...wait 6 seconds.
>cast
...wait 6 seconds.
>pre 213
Your disk arrives, following you dutifully.
Overcome by the waves of evil emanating from the n'ecare, your arms fall slack at your side and you find yourself unable to move.

A n'ecare slings a shield off of his shoulder.
A n'ecare swings a wickedly curved falchion at you!
AS: +536 vs DS: +421 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +6 = +155
... and hits for 28 points of damage!
Grazing blow to your stomach.
Curved falchion clashes with black fighting leathers!
[STR/DU: 75/160 vs. 99/250, d100(Open)= 46]
>
...wait 5 seconds.
>cast
...wait 5 seconds.
>pre 213
...wait 4 seconds.
>cast
...wait 4 seconds.
>pre 213
...wait 3 seconds.
>cast
...wait 3 seconds.
>pre 213
...wait 2 seconds.
>cast
...wait 2 seconds.
pre 213
>...wait 2 seconds.
>cast
...wait 1 seconds.
pre 213
>...wait 1 seconds.
cast
>...wait 1 seconds.
>pre 213
You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
>cast
You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
>pre 213
You don't seem to be able to move to do that.
>
A n'ecare swings a wickedly curved falchion at you!
AS: +536 vs DS: +421 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +25 = +174
... and hits for 39 points of damage!
Hard slash to belly severs a few nerve endings.
You are stunned for 3 rounds!
Curved falchion clashes with black fighting leathers!
[STR/DU: 75/160 vs. 99/250, d100(Open)= 81]
You suddenly feel deathly ill as your body is wracked by a virulent disease!
>cast
You are still stunned.
>pre 213
You are still stunned.
>cast
You are still stunned.
pre 213
>You are still stunned.
>cast
You are still stunned.
>l
[The Rift]
A cold, grey mist swirls around you, making it difficult to gain any sense of what is here. Through the haze a huge, gnarled hand stretches upward reaching grimly for something past your vision. As you move closer, it turns out to be only a dead tree, the bent and gnarled limbs twisting toward a blood eagle hovering just out of reach. You also see the Avator disk and a n'ecare.
Obvious exits: east.
>
You regain control of your senses!
>
A n'ecare swings a wickedly curved falchion at you!
AS: +536 vs DS: +706 with AvD: +34 + d100 roll: +92 = -44
A clean miss.
Curved falchion clashes with eahnor tower shield!
[STR/DU: 75/160 vs. 75/230, d100(Open)= 34, d100(Open)= 84]
>e reg

that always happens reg