You carefully cut the wood into a longbow. You where not carefull enough. Oh dear, you are dead. You do not have enough inventory space to withdraw that many. You can't wear it no longer. Oh dear, you are dead. You have run out of magic logs. You are starting to freak out. Oh dear, you are dead. "I don't think insect repellent would work" REEAARRRRRRRGGHHHHH! Nothing interesting happens. Oh dear, your dead.