>From out of nowhere, a slavering grue exits the gazebo

hit grue with sord
>I don't have a sord!
>The grue hits you with an axe
hit grue with sword
>the grue laughs as he splits you in Two...YOU HAVE DIED
>outside the House. There is a house here. To the north are woods, in the east you hear a distant rumbling. There is a mailbox here...;)

of course, the usual use for a Gazebo is the Trapp family daughter singing "I am 16 going on 17...":)

I wish I'd said that.. The Staircase Wit

anahl nathrak uth vas betude doth yel dyenvey..;)