// Back in the good old days when I was master and my dex was almost epic You are on the road to Padorn. To the east is the gate to Padorn. To the west, the road continues. And to the north a small path begins winding through the fields. People wrap their garments tighter about them and hurry by as the bitter cold wind blows down. The gloomy gray sky makes everything around look less vibrant than it should in the winter. There are three obvious exits: east*, north, west*. A dark blue disc and a sign. Jigo[male, long-haired, adolescent, human]. Paris (surrounded by a shimmering barrier). A black-bearded ageless male elf. A skinny dark-gray female horse. Jigo smiles amusedly. Jigo smooths his dress. Jigo sits down to rest a while. Paris looks at you. Paris spits on the ground. You smirk slightly. The black-bearded ageless male elf looks at you. Jigo raises his eyebrow. Paris's eyes narrow and focus onto some point in midair. The black-bearded ageless male elf throws his head back and cackles gleefully! You say in xyllic: what polite behaviour! The black-bearded ageless male elf ruffles your hair playfully. The black-bearded ageless male elf says in xyllic: I'm Worf. Paris chuckles politely. Worf says to you in xyllic: you are either very brave or very stupid You say in xyllic: I'm Crotalo Biscia, follower of Huitzilopochtli. Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. Aurehen dances in. Aurehen starts moving east. You say in xyllic: well... maybe both... Aurehen skips out east. You twinkle your eyes merrily. Paris unbelievingly shakes his head in disagreement. Jigo concentrates on his semiprecious gem. Paris stares at you. You look at Paris. Paris is a young blue-eyed male elf, presenting himself as: Paris, male elf. You see a quite young male elf. His golden hair is cut short. His blue eyes look at you friendly and open. They sparkle in the sunlight and you guess that his skills might be more of mental than physical kind. You notice scars on his left cheek and right cheek. He is surrounded with a dark blue aura. He is tall and skinny for an elf. He looks unpleasant. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wielding a long, wooden staff. He is wearing a black shining boots, a cloak, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a money belt, a star-sprankled dark-blue mageshat and a swifting dark-blue toga. You guess he is wearing a long dark-blue robe and a snake suit additionally. Jigo shrugs indifferently. Jigo sits up and clambers to his feet. Jigo curtseys gracefully to you. Worf nods solemnly. Jigo speaks happily in xyllic: may HE guide your travels Jigo starts moving east. You nod politely to Jigo. The shimmering barrier around Paris vanishes. Jigo leaves east. Worf chuckles politely. Paris says in xyllic: now whom did he mean with HE ? Worf says in xyllic: bhaalie Worf says in xyllic: I would guess Paris nods. You shrug helplessly. Worf says in xyllic: or another one of these little gods Paris says in xyllic: Guess so. Paris looks at you. Worf says in xyllic: like hutzelputzel A olive-skinned flabby female elf dances in. You say in xyllic: like who? You hear the bells of the Padorn Cathedral in the distance. The olive-skinned flabby female elf skips out east. Worf says in xyllic: like hutzelputzel Paris says in xyllic: I think Crotalo thinks his god is greater when being written in capital letters. Paris raises his arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. You twinkle your eyes amusedly at Worf. Paris touches the blue aura. Worf chuckles politely. Paris's fingers move quickly through the air while he seems to concentrate on something. Paris traces a line along his body. Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. Worf says to Paris in xyllic: that is because hs god is a coward Paris nods understandingly. Paris takes a deep breath and looks concentrated. You feel like Paris somehow invades your mind, but quickly retreats again. You say in xyllic: you should perhaps work on your pronounciation... Worf shrugs helplessly. You tickle Paris. Paris looks at you. You say in xyllic: hey! stop those games! Paris asks in xyllic: games ? You growl amusedly. Worf says to you in xyllic: I do not care enough about your little god to say his name right Paris asks in xyllic: cortalo You know what a game is ? : Paris: oopsa. Paris asks you in xyllic: You know what a game is ? : Worf: i hate that :) Paris seems to be slightly unaware of his surroundings for a moment. Paris makes some gestures and suddenly something hits your mind! You feel your intelligence fading. You feel your wisdom fading. You feel your discipline fading. Paris says in xyllic: That'd be for example. A yellow-eyed poppy-eyed male fairy flutters in. Paris grins evilly. The yellow-eyed poppy-eyed male fairy looks at you. The yellow-eyed poppy-eyed male fairy flutters west. Worf goes hmmmm. Worf says to Paris in xyllic: stop that please You say in xyllic: nice trick... isn't there a law against that? Paris says in xyllic: Here ? Paris says in xyllic: In the Wilderness ? Paris chuckles politely. You are on the road to Padorn. To the east is the gate to Padorn. To the west, the road continues. And to the north a small path begins winding through the fields. People wrap their garments tighter about them and hurry by as the bitter cold wind blows down. The gloomy gray sky makes everything around look less vibrant than it should in the winter. There are three obvious exits: east*, north, west*. A dark blue disc and a sign. Paris. Worf. A skinny dark-gray female horse. Worf ruffles the skinny dark-gray female horse's hair playfully. You say in xyllic: wilderness? in front of a city gate? Worf looks at you. Paris nods. Paris draws a circle into the air with his hands, while he begins to mumble some arcane words. Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. Worf says to you in xyllic: you look quite young, how did you get caught by the snake god ? Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. Paris seems to be slightly unaware of his surroundings for a moment. Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. Paris's facial features become tense for a moment. You say to Worf in xyllic: I listened to HIS followers and found that their words were true... Worf scratches his head. Paris chuckles politely. Paris takes a deep breath and looks concentrated. You feel your intelligence increasing. You feel your wisdom increasing. You feel your discipline increasing. Worf asks you in xyllic: did you listen the words of Rokoons clerics ? Paris waves politely. Paris takes a deep breath and looks concentrated, while he performs some gestures with his hands. Worf waves happily in Paris's direction. A blond-bearded barrel-chested male fairy flutters in. Paris suddenly turns to ice and liquefies. A disc hovers out. From somewhere you hear a kid crying. A middle-aged gray-bearded male human rides in. A ball-like flaming neuter creature arrives. The blond-bearded barrel-chested male fairy flutters east. The middle-aged gray-bearded male human nods friendly. The middle-aged gray-bearded male human yells in xyllic: hi worf You say to Worf in xyllic: to the worshipers of an evil demon? No, certainly not! Worf says in xyllic: hi Valcaran Maia stomps in. Maia starts moving west. Maia stomps west. The middle-aged gray-bearded male human raises his arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. Worf says in xyllic: this is crotalo an evil hutzi follower ! The middle-aged gray-bearded male human is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura. Valcaran rises an eyebrow and looks confused. You grin evilly. Valcaran looks at you. You say in xyllic: evil enough? You twinkle your eyes merrily at Valcaran. Worf says to you in xyllic: so you listen to the words of one side and then following them blindly ? Worf chuckles politely. Valcaran asks Worf in xyllic: are hutzels banned from padorn? Worf goes hmmmm. Worf says to Valcaran in xyllic: only priests and EW's I think Worf goes hmmmm. You ask Valcaran in xyllic: what, precisely, is a hutzel, if I may ask that? Worf chuckles politely. Worf ruffles your hair playfully. You are wearing an elven ringmail, an emerald ring, a fringed leather leggings, a golden ring, a money belt, a scabbard belt (with a machete sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snakeskin headband with the words 'PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI!' and a soft leather shirt. You are carrying a clock, eight gold coins, eight silver coins, nine copper coins, a simple bag, a small mortar, a soapstone statue, two spears and a sword. Valcaran smiles slightly at you. Valcaran yells to you in xyllic: i guess you know Worf says in xyllic: hutzel: A follower of the snake god Hutizilopochtli, followed by a few weak fools in the yuactan You say to Valcaran in xyllic: I wanted to hear your definition, just in case it might bear something impolite... A lean round-faced female centaur trots in. The lean round-faced female centaur hides herself in the darkness. Valcaran agrees with Worf. Worf smiles at the ball-like flaming neuter creature. The ball-like flaming neuter creature nods friendly to Worf. The ball-like flaming neuter creature smiles. You ask Worf in xyllic: may I pass this definition to one of our priests? Worf nods solemnly. You chuckle politely. Worf says to you in xyllic: sure You look at Worf. Worf is a black-bearded ageless male elf, presenting himself as: Worf, male elf. First Impression you get is what the hell is an elf doing with a beard. Looking closely that his ears are not as pointed as other elves, perhaps he has some human in his families past. You notice scars on his nose, right hand, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. He is tall and lean for an elf. He looks unpleasant. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wearing an elven ringmail, two golden rings, a large scabbard, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a pair of leg plates, a rune-covered helmet and a shield. You guess he is wearing a medium backpack additionally. Worf says to you in xyllic: ask them about me Worf says to you in xyllic: they will call me traitor and fool You ask Worf in xyllic: what else shall they tell me? perhaps that you are just another follower of foul demons? You snicker evilly. A long-armed white-haired female gnome slips in. Worf nods solemnly to you. The long-armed white-haired female gnome slips west. Valcaran asks you in xyllic: you joined religious ceremonies of huitzilopochtli? Worf says to you in xyllic: sure, most likely You say in xyllic: I even took part in them. You smile proudly. Worf raises his eyebrow. Worf says to you in xyllic: you assisted in the murder of innocents ? Jigo arrives. Valcaran asks you in xyllic: you joined a sacrifice? Jigo goes hmmmm. Jigo starts moving north. Worf says in xyllic: hi Jigo You say in xyllic: sure... but I wouldn't call that a murder. Jigo leaves north. A male voice shouts in xyllic: greets! Valcaran yells in xyllic: aha You hear the bells of the Padorn Cathedral in the distance. Valcaran asks in xyllic: the victim agreed to the sacrifice? Valcaran asks in xyllic: who was it? You say in xyllic: any more questions like that? ... perhaps I could arrange an invitation... Worf chuckles politely. Valcaran's eyes narrow and focus onto some point in midair. A wide-mouthed black-eyed female elf dances in. Worf looks at the female elf. The wide-mouthed black-eyed female elf skips out north. You say to Valcaran in xyllic: I did agree... about the others I don't know, I didn't ask them. You chuckle politely. Worf slowly raises his eyebrow. Valcaran asks you in xyllic: so you sacrificed yourself? You say in xyllic: or would you expect me to disturb a holy ritual by asking stupid questions? You nod solemnly to Valcaran. Worf removes a shield. Worf draws a longsword from his large scabbard. The longsword shivers with glee as Worf wields it. Worf wields a longsword in his right hand and left hand. The longsword snarls and twists in anger as Worf unwields it. Worf unwields a longsword. Worf starts to clean his longsword Valcaran yells in xyllic: if you helped to sacrifice non-willing persons this is criminal conspiracy Duvessa dances in. Duvessa smiles and greets you! You say in xyllic: Oh dear, how very evil... Worf looks at the longsword. You chuckle politely. Worf smiles. Worf sheathes a longsword in his scabbard. Worf looks at Duvessa. Duvessa looks at you. Worf says in xyllic: I'm Worf. Duvessa looks at Worf. You say in xyllic: I'd rather say, in such a case I helped to save a soul. Duvessa says in xyllic: I'm Duvessa. You are on the road to Padorn. To the east is the gate to Padorn. To the west, the road continues. And to the north a small path begins winding through the fields. People wrap their garments tighter about them and hurry by as the bitter cold wind blows down. Behind some gray clouds the sun reached its zenith. There are three obvious exits: east*, north, west*. A sign. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower]. Worf. A ball-like flaming neuter creature. A skinny black-white female horse with Valcaran. on its back. A skinny dark-gray female horse. Worf asks Duvessa in xyllic: you know this evil guy ? Worf points at you. A thin balding female human arrives. Valcaran yells to you in xyllic: please note that you are considered a member of a criminal organisation. you are unwanted in atlantis Duvessa smiles slightly. The thin balding female human leaves north. Duvessa nods solemnly to Worf. Worf raises his eyebrow. Valcaran nods friendly to Duvessa. You laugh silently. Worf asks Duvessa in xyllic: you know he follows hutzelputzxel ? Duvessa says in xyllic: evil?? Duvessa nods solemnly to Worf. Worf sighs deeply. Valcaran says to Duvessa in xyllic: i am valcaran You say to Duvessa in xyllic: yes, I seem to be a monster... You chuckle politely. Duvessa goes hmmmm. Duvessa says to you in xyllic: But...I already knew that! Duvessa twinkles her eyes merrily at you. Worf says to you in xyllic: you assist in the murder of innocents Worf says to you in xyllic: that makes you a monster yes Valcaran raises his arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. Valcaran is suddenly surrounded with a light blue aura. You say in xyllic: Ha! I now I bet you are scared... You giggle happily. Worf raises his eyebrow. Maia stomps in. Maia starts moving east. Maia stomps east. Duvessa says in xyllic: Oh! Must run!! Duvessa waves happily. You emote: Crotalo tries to look dangerous but fails, giggling helplessly Duvessa hugs you. You ruffle Duvessa's hair playfully. Duvessa says in xyllic: Pleased to meet all of you. Duvessa curtseys gracefully. Worf nods solemnly to Duvessa. Valcaran yells in xyllic: excuse me now please, i already have to deal with enough criminals at the court and am bored now Duvessa starts moving east. Valcaran waves happily in Duvessa's direction. Duvessa skips out east. A thick-armed ancient male gnome slips in. Worf nods solemnly to Valcaran. Worf says to Valcaran in xyllic: take care The thick-armed ancient male gnome hides himself in the darkness. Valcaran waves happily in Worf's direction. Valcaran dismounts the skinny black-white female horse. Valcaran starts moving north. Valcaran leaves north. The ball-like flaming neuter creature leaves north. You say in xyllic: was that the mad judge of atlantis who made a law to steal weapons from their visitors? Worf shakes his head in disagreement. Worf says to you in xyllic: he takes weapons from criminals You say in xyllic: Oh... then I'm safe... I think I'm not criminal at all... only very pious and loyal to my god... You grin evilly. Worf says to you in xyllic: how can you say the priests of hutzi speak the truth when you do not talk with Clerics of Rokoon ? Worf says to you in xyllic: by Alanta law, you are a criminal A one-eyed long haired female dwarf stomps in. The one-eyed long haired female dwarf stomps north. You say in xyllic: I did talk to them... but they wouldn't listen and started singing in a language which is unknown to me... Worf nods slowly. You shrug helplessly. Worf says in xyllic: and you asked them to speak xyllic ? You say in xyllic: so I simply went away Worf laughs. Worf says in xyllic: you took the easy road Worf says in xyllic: the road of the snake You say in xyllic: why should I bother? if they want to tell me stuff, they should use a language I can understand. Worf chuckles politely. Worf says in xyllic: bahh Worf says in xyllic: you look for the easy answers the hutzis tell you You say in xyllic: what's easy about their answers? Valcaran arrives. A ball-like flaming neuter creature arrives. You hear the bells of the Padorn Cathedral in the distance. Valcaran nods friendly. Worf smiles. Valcaran starts to lead the skinny black-white female horse. Valcaran yells in xyllic: not a single herb below the snow You say in xyllic: their answers are not easy at all... Valcaran shrugs helplessly. A very young green-bearded male dwarf stomps in. Worf comforts Valcaran. Valcaran waves happily. Worf gets a black fungus and six nadiils from the backpack. Worf offers a black fungus and six nadiils to Valcaran. The very young green-bearded male dwarf stomps north. Valcaran thankfully shakes his head in disagreement. Worf says in xyllic: i dont use herbs Worf gives a black fungus and six nadiils to Valcaran. Worf smiles. Valcaran analyses a pretach and six nadiils. Valcaran yells in xyllic: ok, thanks Valcaran takes a deep breath and looks concentrated. Valcaran puts a pretach and six nadiils into the herbbag. You say to Worf in xyllic: you can't even pronounce the name of Huitzilopochtli and talk about easy answers? - now try to remember a name like Nanahuatzin... Valcaran waves happily. Worf scratches his head. Valcaran starts moving north. Valcaran leaves north. The ball-like flaming neuter creature leaves north. The skinny black-white female horse starts moving north. The skinny black-white female horse trots north. Worf says in xyllic: Nanah who ? Worf says in xyllic: i can say the full name of hutzil Worf says in xyllic: I choose not to You say in xyllic: well, what did I tell you? You giggle happily. Worf says in xyllic: hutzil orders the murder of innocents, why should I honour him with his full name ? A dark-skinned green-bearded male human arrives. Worf looks at the human. The dark-skinned green-bearded male human leaves north. You ask Worf in xyllic: so you are a traitor? Worf chuckles politely. Worf says in xyllic: so the hutzis say You say in xyllic: are you a former priest? Worf says in xyllic: Of Rokoon yes You say in xyllic: Bah, of a demon... Worf says in xyllic: I was a follower of hutzil for a short time You spit on the ground. Worf slaps you. You say in xyllic: Hey! Worf says to you in xyllic: do not insult Rokoon You emote: Crotalo steps back You say in xyllic: don't touch me! You growl silently. Worf growls loudly. Thelven rides in. A round-eyed blue-haired female dwarf stomps in. Thelven looks at the skinny dark-gray female horse. The round-eyed blue-haired female dwarf stomps north. Thelven smiles and greets you! Worf ruffles the skinny dark-gray female horse's hair playfully. You smile at Thelven. Thelven looks at you. Thelven smiles slightly. Thelven goes hmmmm. Thelven purrs loudly in xyllic: anyone seen Shiori ? You say in xyllic: not today. Thelven looks at Worf. Worf shakes his head in disagreement. Worf looks up to Thelven. Thelven purrs loudly in xyllic: May I know your name ? Worf says in xyllic: I'm Worf. Thelven yells in xyllic: I'm Thelven Deaputi, once perhaps known as Zasisilim "Tiger", the retired bootlegger and corsair. Worf nods solemnly. Worf says in xyllic: I know you Worf smiles. Thelven purrs loudly in xyllic: Ok. I move... on... Thelven smiles slightly. Thelven purrs loudly in xyllic: darn. Thelven giggles happily. Thelven purrs loudly in xyllic: I hate this sentence somehow.... Thelven twinkles his eyes merrily. Thelven waves happily. Thelven starts riding west. Thelven rides west. You say in xyllic: and I will go and preach the word of Huitzilopochtli to some people who might perhaps listen to me... A very old thin-armed male fairy flutters in. The very old thin-armed male fairy giggles happily. You grin slightly. Worf shrugs helplessly. The very old thin-armed male fairy hides himself in the darkness. // I enter the city Padorn Main Road. The Main Road runs west and east, through the central marketplace. To the north, you see the Padorn Inn, where you surely can get a drink or two. To the south a noble looking house has been built. People wrap their garments tighter about them and hurry by as the bitter cold wind blows down the street. The gloomy gray sky makes everything in the city look less vibrant than it should in the winter. The house of Dimitri is here. A locked ornamented wooden door is leading south. There are three obvious exits: east, north, west. You shout in xyllic: PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI! The Padorn Inn. This is the tap-room of the Padorn Inn, you can have a drink here, eat something or just enjoy yourself talking with others. To the south you can leave the Inn to the main road and a door to the east leads on the market place. Upstairs are the rooms for visitors of the Inn. You can get a key from the bar keeper. ( Just look at the price list ). There are three obvious exits: east, south, up. A cuckooclock. Arnal[male, dimpled, ancient, human, npc]. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower] is sitting at the bar. Echaemon[male, long-haired, broad-shouldered, human, shrike] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Maia[female, young, brown-eyed, dwarf] is sitting at the bar. Prophet. Tojalak[male, black-eyed, brown-skinned, dwarf]. A black-haired red-eyed male elf. A middle-aged white-haired male human. A slim raven-haired female human is resting here. The middle-aged white-haired male human yells in xyllic: Uhh Tojalak shouts in xyllic: Praise The RAbbits! The slim raven-haired female human looks up to you. The middle-aged white-haired male human looks at you. Duvessa smiles at you. The slim raven-haired female human yells in xyllic: I'm Silf Greyfeather, wandering entertainer. Tojalak throws his head back and cackles gleefully! You pat Tojalak on the head. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Thats stupid Crotalo The black-haired red-eyed male elf looks at you. A long-haired dark-eyed female human arrives. The black-haired red-eyed male elf unwields a blacksilver tschekal. The black-haired red-eyed male elf sheathes a blacksilver tschekal in his scabbard. Tojalak wields a ratslayer in his right hand. Maia asks Tojalak in xyllic: Do you know where the house was going to be? The black-haired red-eyed male elf says in xyllic: oh thats you only You say in xyllic: I'm Crotalo Biscia, follower of Huitzilopochtli. The long-haired dark-eyed female human smiles at you. Arnal yells in xyllic: I'm Arnal. Gordon slurs in xyllic: I'm Gordon. Gordon nods solemnly. Arnal nods solemnly. Silf smiles at the long-haired dark-eyed female human. > remember black-haired red-eyed male elf as satai-a Ok. Silf yells in xyllic: I'm Silf Greyfeather, wandering entertainer. Echaemon greets the long-haired dark-eyed female human. You look at Satai-a. Satai-a is a black-haired red-eyed male elf, presenting himself as: Satai-a, male elf. You see a tall elven guy with long black hair. Through his clothing you can see his athletic body, hardened by many years on the road. But what you notice at first sight are his red eyes, which sometimes even sparkle a reddish glare in the dark. Despite this strange feature, he has a kind look in his face. You notice scars on his right hand and left cheek. He is tall and lean for an elf. He looks hideous. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wearing a black cloak with silver trim, a black ornamented robe, two golden rings, a greenish metal medallion, a heavy leather boots, a large backpack, a large scabbard (with a blacksilver tschekal sheathed inside) and a silver-black steel helmet. You guess he is wearing a black headband with five white stars, a blue runecovered shirt, a green coat of mail, a heavy padded leather leg-plates and a snake suit additionally. : the middle-aged white-haired male human: lag The long-haired dark-eyed female human yells in xyllic: I'm Piccolina. Silf whispers something to Satai-a. Arnal nods solemnly. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: A pleasure to meet you, ma'am. Satai-a agrees with Silf. The middle-aged white-haired male human sits down in lotus position and looks peaceful. The long-haired dark-eyed female human smiles cutely. The middle-aged white-haired male human buys a glass of wine. Duvessa says in xyllic: It got very quiet suddenly. The middle-aged white-haired male human shrugs helplessly. Maia nods solemnly to Duvessa. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Hey, I can sing... Satai-a says in xyllic: Ok, where did we stop? The Padorn Inn. This is the tap-room of the Padorn Inn, you can have a drink here, eat something or just enjoy yourself talking with others. To the south you can leave the Inn to the main road and a door to the east leads on the market place. Upstairs are the rooms for visitors of the Inn. You can get a key from the bar keeper. ( Just look at the price list ). There are three obvious exits: east, south, up. A cuckooclock. Arnal[male, dimpled, ancient, human, npc]. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower] is sitting at the bar. Echaemon[male, long-haired, broad-shouldered, human, shrike] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Maia[female, young, brown-eyed, dwarf] is sitting at the bar. Piccolina. Prophet. Satai-a. Silf is resting here. Tojalak[male, black-eyed, brown-skinned, dwarf]. A middle-aged white-haired male human, sitting in a lotus position and looking calm. Silf laughs mischievously. Satai-a says in xyllic: Oh no better lets talk! Maia grumbles in xyllic: That's cuz nobody answers my questions. Silf ducks behind a chair. Maia giggles softly. Duvessa says in xyllic: talking about armour and marriage...wasn't it?? Suddenly Tojalak turns to stone. Piccolina yells in xyllic: bye all Suddenly the statue of Tojalak turns alive. Piccolina yells in xyllic: take care Duvessa says in xyllic: How much does a house cost? : Tojalak: went ld.. dum de dum de dum Piccolina waves happily. Satai-a says in xyllic: Oh, yes, I was to wear Silf´s husband Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Well, I was going to marry a horse... Silf waves happily in Piccolina's direction. The middle-aged white-haired male human drinks from a glass of wine. Piccolina starts moving up. Piccolina leaves up. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: But that didn't work out. You ask Satai-a in xyllic: may I have your name, please? Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Marry a horse ? The middle-aged white-haired male human closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Satai-a says in xyllic: mine did cost 300 plats Silf speaks softly in xyllic: The next day he ignored me. Silf sobs. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Like Caracach ? Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Yes, it spoke to me... no, a horse. Maia asks Tojalak in xyllic: Do you know where the house was going to be? Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Caracach is a centaur, silly, and a really nice one. Tojalak grumbles to Maia in xyllic: No idea Satai-a looks away as his armours begins to pout jealously at Silf Maia sighs deeply. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Oh so like Talisin then ? Silf hugs Satai-a happily. Tojalak ponders the situation. Wind arises. Satai-a giggles happily. The middle-aged white-haired male human closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. The wind blows even more. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: No... you can't tell the difference? The wind circles around the middle-aged white-haired male human. The whirlwind whispers something to the middle-aged white-haired male human. The whirlwind dissolves. Duvessa giggles softly. The wind is gone. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Four legs, they trot around.. what else matters Silf comforts Tojalak. Satai-a says in xyllic: I think you should fondle your soon-to-be husband a bit more Maia giggles softly. Thelven arrives. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Lastarr, I swear, I'm going to write you a song... Tojalak looks up to you. Satai-a says in xyllic: after nealry betraying him with a horse Silf speaks softly in xyllic: And you'll end up having to kill me ;) Maia looks up to Thelven. Tojalak asks you in xyllic: Where can I get me a headband like that ? Thelven smiles slightly at Maia. The middle-aged white-haired male human nods friendly to Thelven. Satai-a sings to Silf in xyllic: I will look forward to both then Satai-a grins broadly. Tojalak hums a mystic melody. Thelven goes hmmmm. You say to Tojalak in xyllic: in a place called Ki-Eren-Home... Thelven waves slightly. The middle-aged white-haired male human closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Thelven starts running east. Thelven leaves east. Silf grins evilly at Satai-a. Echaemon stands up and leaves the small round table in the corner. You say in xyllic: the hatmaker seemed to be quite proud about his work Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: iwant one so I can show my devotion to wheetzelowpochlee Satai-a says to Silf in xyllic: it will be hard for you to get away from the consequenzes Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I think I'll title it "Let me be fifth on your list, Lastarr" Echaemon bows respectfully to you. Arnal smiles politely at Echaemon. Echaemon starts moving south. Echaemon leaves south. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: And sing about all the women in your house. Satai-a says in xyllic: the 5.? You look at Tojalak. Tojalak is a black-eyed brown-skinned male dwarf, presenting himself as: Tojalak, male dwarf. An abnormally tall dwarf. His skin is brownish like the bark of an old tree. His hair is strait and combed unlike a normal dwarf, more like a human. His beard has been cleanly shaven. You notice a scar on his right hand. He is very tall and plump for a dwarf. He looks attractive. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wielding a ratslayer. He is wearing a large ornamented shield, a pair of dwarfish combat boots, a silver ring, a steel-blue ornamented cleric's robe and a winged helmet. You guess he is wearing a dwarven ringmail additionally. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: And the lock you use to keep them in ;) The middle-aged white-haired male human closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Lastarr's harem ;) Satai-a says in xyllic: then you would be the only one right now Silf tickles Satai-a. Satai-a says in xyllic: as i said my door was open and all fled Tojalak looks at the ticket. Satai-a giggles happily. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Oh I have a poney. Maia sighs deeply. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: yeah pony Tojalak ponders the situation. You say to Tojalak in xyllic: I could ask a priest to write the holy words direktly on your forehead, if you like... Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I noticed that there were women in the street. You snicker evilly. Satai-a says to Silf in xyllic: but if you make me a better look, you can try it from the inside Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: I will take a rain check on that. I would hate to have to make some wind cones. : Duvessa: ack lag! You are wearing an elven ringmail, an emerald ring, a fringed leather leggings, a golden ring, a money belt, a scabbard belt (with a machete sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snakeskin headband with the words 'PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI!' and a soft leather shirt. You are carrying a clock, eight gold coins, eight silver coins, nine copper coins, a simple bag, a small mortar, a soapstone statue, two spears and a sword. Satai-a grins teasingly at Silf. Silf yells to you in xyllic: Don't you feel a little silly, worrying about whether the sun will come up or not? Silf grins mischievously at you. Silf ruffles Satai-a's hair playfully. Tojalak hums a mystic melody. The middle-aged white-haired male human closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Satai-a pouts cutely. You say in xyllic: I don't have to... there are always enough sacrifices, you know... Tojalak's eyes seem to glow for a moment. Prophet starts moving south. Prophet leaves south. The middle-aged white-haired male human smirks. Silf yells to you in xyllic: I mean, doesn't it ever seem a little... ridiculous? Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Sacrifice me ? You have got to be kidding. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Last time I talked to Arayel though he had to skip on my drink offer. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Haven't seen any of them buggers running through here invisible in a while. The middle-aged white-haired male human smirks. You ask Silf in xyllic: ridiculous? to serve our Lord? Maia sighs softly. Silf ponders the situation. Duvessa frowns. Maia grumbles in xyllic: I'm bored. Maia pouts. Duvessa smiles slightly at Maia. Silf yells to you in xyllic: To worry about things that no one else worries about? I dunno, seems paranoid, a bit... no offense. You growl silently at Silf. Satai-a says in xyllic: be back soon Satai-a waves quickly. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Or, offense, then. ;) Satai-a says in xyllic: dont run away Satai-a starts moving south. Satai-a skips out south. You say to Silf in xyllic: you seem to have heard too many lies... Duvessa smiles at you. Tojalak snickers. You say in xyllic: by the way, who was that satai who just went out? Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I haven't heard much, just that it's a jungle religion, that it's practiced mainly by primitives in the jungle, and that it's gained a foothold here. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: We spread lies against your religeon. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Some guy. You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 3 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* Duvessa says to you in xyllic: Lastarr Tojalak nods seriously. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: He had cute armour, though. Maia laughs at Silf. The middle-aged white-haired male human yells in xyllic: Wow those old meaningless discussions again? Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I get upset by Bhaal worshippers, because it's against my beliefs? You changed your memory to Lastarr. Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: But it's our job to lie about your religeon and make people go ohhh and wow and ahhh Silf speaks softly in xyllic: But the other, it just... I can't take it too seriously. Maia laughs at Tojalak. Maia stands up and leaves the bar. Maia stretches her tired body. > remember middle-aged white-haired male human as human-a Ok. You look at Human-a. Human-a is a middle-aged white-haired male human, presenting himself as: Human-a, male human. You notice scars on his left hand and right cheek. He is tall and lean for a human. He looks ugly. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wearing two golden rings, a greenish metal medallion, a large backpack, a red toga with the symbol beta and a splinters bag. You guess he is wearing a belt with a crystal, a comfortable grey trousers, a leather scalemail, a snake suit and a wide black shirt additionally. Tojalak looks at Human-a. Duvessa nods solemnly to Human-a. Maia looks at Duvessa. Duvessa says to Human-a in xyllic: Religious discussions are good for the blood. Duvessa grins evilly. You say in xyllic: ah, another boring psionic... Maia goes hmmmm. You chuckle politely. Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: To tell you the truth I am disappointed. I have seen much necoro activity, including Thufir being killed. But where are them priest ? Suddenly the ground start to tremble. As you look down you see the head of a statue appear from the ground, then the body and finally the legs. Just a second later the statue of Julchen turns alive. Maia tickles Duvessa. Human-a closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Silf says to Tojalak in xyllic: Don't tease... Julchen yawns. You say to Tojalak in xyllic: Oh, would you like to meet one of them? Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: hi Human-a greets Julchen. Silf says to Tojalak in xyllic: It's probably not his fault. Julchen smiles at Human-a. Human-a offers a glass to Gordon. Human-a gives a glass to Gordon. : Tojalak: lag lag lag Silf hugs Julchen. Julchen hugs Silf. Human-a buys a glass of wine. : Silf: Thanks, I am. Maia looks at Julchen. Maia grumbles in xyllic: Julchen! Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: I have met plenty of them. Used to talk to them till they stopped showing up. Julchen smiles at you. You say to Julchen in xyllic: greetings, pretty little lady... You bow slightly. Julchen twirls in her curls shyly. Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: But if you want I will buy one a beer if you are that interested. Aurehen dances in. Lastarr dances in. Julchen smiles at Maia. Aurehen smiles. Tojalak looks at Aurehen. Aurehen bows gracefully. Silf smiles at Aurehen. Lastarr says in xyllic: Hello my friend, i even brought along a guest Tojalak greets Aurehen. Human-a closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Duvessa looks up to Aurehen. Julchen curtseys gracefully to you. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: I'm Tojalak the Tall, Faithful Cleric of Rokoon, Eternal Apprentice Smith of the Smiths Guild. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Greetings agiain, Aurehen! Aurehen says in xyllic: Greetings all! Human-a smiles at Aurehen. Julchen smiles at Aurehen. Human-a hugs Aurehen. Aurehen smiles at Human-a. Maia grumbles in xyllic: I'm Maia, proud Blacksmith and abandoned wife of the cruel Dralork. Aurehen says in xyllic: nice to see thee too rakor! Lastarr says to Silf in xyllic: you see another one I caught Lastarr tickles Silf playfully. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Very good! Human-a closes his eyes and you see the crystal on his psionic belt flashing. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Okay, it's up to second on your list. Silf twinkles her eyes merrily at Lastarr. Lastarr giggles happily. You murmur in xyllic: Tojalak, fearful little cleric of the wind demon... Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Fearful ? Of what ? Aurehen sits down in lotus position and looks peaceful. You chuckle politely. Lastarr asks Silf in xyllic: and you are number one then? maybe you should try more to get that good place Maia grumbles to Tojalak in xyllic: Of me. Maia giggles softly. You laugh silently. You look at Maia. Maia is a young brown-eyed female dwarf, presenting herself as: Maia, female dwarf. You notice scars on her left leg, left hand, right hand and forehead. She is normal and fat for a dwarf. She looks plain. She is in good shape. She is extremely alert. She is wearing a dwarven ringmail, a medium backpack, a money belt, a mystical necklace, a pair of dwarfish combat boots, a plain gold ring and a tight-fitting thin bracelet with a gem. You guess she is wearing nothing additionally. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: No, I was going to try for number two. Duvessa giggles softly. Human-a asks Aurehen in xyllic: What about a glass of wine, to celebrate your acceptance to our guild? Aurehen whispers something to Human-a. Julchen looks at Gordon. Aurehen nods solemnly to Human-a. Tojalak grumbles to Maia in xyllic: Of seeing you naked again, yes. Julchen offers to Gordon in xyllic: no weapons, no flowers ok? Human-a buys a glass of wine. Human-a buys a glass of wine. Aurehen says to Human-a in xyllic: aye that would be nice Silf yells to Lastarr in xyllic: And what is the advantage of being number one? Duvessa stands up and leaves the bar. Maia laughs at Tojalak. Human-a offers a glass of wine to Aurehen. Human-a gives a glass of wine to Aurehen. Human-a smiles. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: It's a temporary full-time position, right? Aurehen smiles. Human-a yells in xyllic: Cheers! You are wearing an elven ringmail, an emerald ring, a fringed leather leggings, a golden ring, a money belt, a scabbard belt (with a machete sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snakeskin headband with the words 'PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI!' and a soft leather shirt. You are carrying a clock, eight gold coins, eight silver coins, nine copper coins, a simple bag, a small mortar, a soapstone statue, two spears and a sword. Human-a raises his glass. Tojalak hums a mystic melody. Aurehen says in xyllic: cheers! Maia grumbles to Tojalak in xyllic: You know you liked it... you're in denial. You put eight gold coins into the money belt. You put eight silver coins into the money belt. You put nine copper coins into the money belt. Lastarr says to Silf in xyllic: very good things indeed...but nothing for public ears Maia smiles. Aurehen noses the wine Tojalak grumbles to Maia in xyllic: What I am in denial of. Is drinking. I never drunk a drop in my life. : Duvessa: what the hell is up with the lag today? Lastarr winks suggestively at Silf. : Tojalak: I dunno Human-a smiles. Julchen twirls in her curls thoughtfully. Aurehen thinks hard trying to determine the correct location where the wine was grown Human-a takes a sip from his glass of wine. : Maia: I think it's Tojalak's fault. : Tojalak: I can't use my faith up on fights.. with all of this lag : Silf: Isn't everything? : Maia: Of course! : Duvessa: it's always his fault....:P : Tojalak: It wasn't my fault that the clerics have one less genie. Silf smiles happily. : Tojalak: Oh right.. Yes it was. bahaha Silf speaks softly in xyllic: My teacher woke up. Aurehen fails completely and abandons the evaluation of the wine Lastarr says in xyllic: the same that was mine? Aurehen says in xyllic: who cares : Maia: Yes it is... it's YOUR fault! EVERYTHING bad is your fault. Tojalak looks at Silf. Aurehen drinks from a glass of wine. Silf comforts Aurehen. Lastarr says in xyllic: Angborn? Aurehen smiles. Silf shakes her head in disagreement. Julchen looks at Maia. : Tojalak: bahhaha Silf speaks softly in xyllic: No, Quevven accepted me. Human-a smiles. Aurehen says in xyllic: If the wine tastes well... Maia looks at Julchen. Duvessa smiles. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I met his wife last week, she's lovely. You ask Human-a in xyllic: My name is Crotalo Biscia, follower of Huitzilopochtli . May I have your name as well? Julchen smiles at Maia. Tojalak ponders the situation. Lastarr says in xyllic: Oh Quevven, the great him from me, he is a good friend of mine Duvessa says in xyllic: Quevven is a very nice man..... Duvessa looks thoughtful. Maia smiles at Julchen. Maia tickles Julchen. Human-a drinks from a glass of wine. Julchen smiles at you. Julchen giggles happily. Aurehen looks at the glass. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I will. Julchen tickles Maia. Human-a yells to Aurehen in xyllic: I hope the wine is to your liking Aurehen nods solemnly. Aurehen says in xyllic: indeed Human-a smiles. Tojalak looks at Duvessa. Tojalak takes a closer look at Duvessa's pair of leather bracers. Lastarr asks Silf in xyllic: and will you run to him now and leave your husband alone? Maia giggles softly. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Quevven says greetings to you, and :) Aurehen says in xyllic: I think i drank to much already.... Tojalak smirks. Duvessa raises her eyebrow at Tojalak. Human-a yells in xyllic: Ohh you already celebrated? Aurehen shakes her head in disagreement. Julchen smiles at Duvessa. Duvessa says to Tojalak in xyllic: Isn't that just a LITTLE bit rude? Aurehen points at the wine glass : Tojalak: time to make mass use of the look command Julchen offers to Duvessa in xyllic: hi Duvessa frowns. Aurehen says in xyllic: Tis alcohol... Duvessa greets Julchen. Aurehen giggles happily. Maia looks at Tojalak. Human-a nods solemnly. The Padorn Inn. This is the tap-room of the Padorn Inn, you can have a drink here, eat something or just enjoy yourself talking with others. To the south you can leave the Inn to the main road and a door to the east leads on the market place. Upstairs are the rooms for visitors of the Inn. You can get a key from the bar keeper. ( Just look at the price list ). There are three obvious exits: east, south, up. A cuckooclock. Arnal[male, dimpled, ancient, human, npc]. Aurehen, sitting in a lotus position and looking calm. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower]. Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Human-a, sitting in a lotus position and looking calm. Julchen. Lastarr. Maia[female, young, brown-eyed, dwarf]. Silf is resting here. Tojalak[male, black-eyed, brown-skinned, dwarf]. Tojalak grumbles to Duvessa in xyllic: What do you mean rude ? I can see your bracers from here. You people kill me with your logic. Human-a yells in xyllic: Yes indeed, that is why we are drinking it Human-a smiles happily. Aurehen says in xyllic: I did not drink much thus i do not be very resitant to its efeects... Aurehen smiles. Human-a yells in xyllic: Ohh yes I see Tojalak looks at Maia. Julchen drinks from a glass of liqueur. Duvessa says to Tojalak in xyllic: you don't need to study them, as if they're yours. Tojalak takes a closer look at Maia's plain gold ring. Silf ponders the situation. Julchen offers a glass to Gordon. Julchen gives a glass to Gordon. Julchen offers a glass of wine to Gordon. Julchen gives a glass of wine to Gordon. Julchen offers a glass to Gordon. Julchen gives a glass to Gordon. Gordon slurs in xyllic: Thanxsch ! Silf speaks softly in xyllic: We were just examining each other very closely earlier. Tojalak grumbles to Duvessa in xyllic: Well I did study them. Who says they have to ? That's a new law ? Tojalak ponders the situation. Lastarr giggles happily. Maia takes a closer look at Tojalak's steel-blue ornamented cleric's robe. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I think it was in the nature of "getting to know you". Lastarr says in xyllic: yes and found nice clothing Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Hmmm, that was interesting. Lastarr takes a closer look at Silf's white linen shirt. Human-a scratches his head. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Hey, fingers! Duvessa says to Silf in xyllic: I think i know Tojalak well enough already....i don't need to get to know him any better. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Don't smudge it. Maia giggles softly. Silf grins wryly at Duvessa. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Yeah better than most people think. Tojalak snickers. Aurehen whispers something to Human-a. Human-a looks up to Duvessa. Lastarr says in xyllic: poor duvessa Silf speaks softly in xyllic: You know, I think I know everyone better than I need to, at this point. Duvessa rolls her eyes. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Except Maia. I'm in love with her. Human-a nods wildly to Aurehen. Maia grumbles to Duvessa in xyllic: I think you know him even better than I do. Aurehen smiles. Silf smiles secretly at Maia. Maia looks at Silf. Julchen looks up to you. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: oops... ignore that last. Duvessa says to Silf in xyllic: Everyone loves Maia. Maia asks Silf in xyllic: What?! Silf giggles wildly. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Yeah well Maia you know me pretty good too. Lastarr says in xyllic: first a horse, then a coat of mail and then a dwarf...how low can you fall? Maia tickles Silf wildly. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Nothing! Duvessa bops Maia on the head Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Nothing at all! Duvessa tickles Maia. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Bahaha. : Duvessa: love the lag....:P Tojalak hums a mystic melody. Silf giggles wildly. Maia giggles happily. Lastarr giggles happily. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Hey, Maia is a hottie. You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 4 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* Maia laughs. Maia grumbles in xyllic: Oh please... I am not. Lastarr says in xyllic: maybe i should make her my 3rd then Lastarr grins broadly. Aurehen whispers something to Human-a. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: More attractive with the clothes off, take my word for it. Worf dances in. Gordon slurs: Hey yuu schere, Worf, tid you knoow schaat sse casshedal of Palorn will suuun be a plasche of te defiil ? Julchen looks up to Worf. Maia raises her eyebrow at Tojalak. Tojalak asks Worf in xyllic: Have the teeth? Maia goes hmmmm. Zahara dances in. A disc hovers in. Lastarr says in xyllic: Hello Worf Human-a whispers something to Aurehen. Worf looks at the set of front teeth. Silf smiles. Worf says in xyllic: hi all Human-a greets Worf. Zahara smirks. Human-a smiles at Zahara. Maia asks Tojalak in xyllic: I thought you said I was ugly? Silf yells in xyllic: I'm Silf Greyfeather, wandering entertainer. Aurehen smiles. Worf offers a set of front teeth to Tojalak. Zahara looks at the tables. Silf yells to Tojalak in xyllic: She's beautiful. Tojalak grumbles to Zahara in xyllic: Your necro friends are mean. Killing my friends. Lemme buy one of them a drink.. Julchen offers in xyllic: I'm Julchen. Arnal yells in xyllic: I'm Arnal. Tojalak grumbles to Maia in xyllic: well you are.. depends on the day really.. but my opinion changes frequently.. Zahara grins amusedly at Tojalak. Lastarr looks at Maia. Aurehen says to Human-a in xyllic: Shall we meet in our Hall later? I have still some studies to do Julchen smiles at Zahara. Tojalak grumbles to Worf in xyllic: re offer Zahara smiles softly at Julchen. Human-a nods solemnly to Aurehen. Human-a yells in xyllic: Sure Worf offers a set of front teeth to Tojalak. Worf gives a set of front teeth to Tojalak. Zahara looks at Aurehen. Aurehen says in xyllic: Thanks for the wine Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Ack. Tojalak chants a prayer to his deity. Maia sighs softly. Worf says in xyllic: I'm Worf. Human-a yells to Aurehen in xyllic: If you have any questions , just ask Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Things Silf was not meant to see. Arnal yells in xyllic: I'm Arnal. Gordon slurs in xyllic: I'm Gordon. Zahara says in xyllic: I'm Zahara, a somewhat experienced student in the Arcane Arts. Aurehen floats in the air and stretches her legs. After a short moment she lands again softly on the ground. Gordon nods solemnly. Lastarr says in xyllic: I'm Lastarr Dorcas, proud Warrior of the Satais and Bard of Sorrow, bethrothed to princess Ti'Kara. Zahara's facial features become tense for a moment. Aurehen waves happily. Julchen sits down at the bar. Julchen rotates with her chair. Human-a waves happily in Aurehen's direction. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Is it habit, to pass teeth around? Aurehen says in xyllic: Goodbye all of ye! Silf shivers. Human-a yells in xyllic: Take care Silf speaks softly in xyllic: See you, Aurehen! Lastarr says in xyllic: bye Aurehen Julchen waves happily in Aurehen's direction. Silf smiles at Aurehen. Aurehen starts moving south. Aurehen skips out south. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Ok you did give me the teeth. Zahara starts moving south. Zahara skips out south. A disc hovers out. Worf nods solemnly to Tojalak. Zahara dances in. A disc hovers in. Maia goes hmmmm. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: So where did they get lost to. Lastarr says in xyllic: take care, have to move Julchen smiles at Zahara. Duvessa looks at the table. Human-a waves happily in Lastarr's direction. Silf grins mischievously. Tojalak ponders the situation. Lastarr hugs Silf friendly. Duvessa sits down at the small table near the entrance. Silf sits up and clambers to her feet. Tojalak hums a mystic melody. Lastarr says in xyllic: til someday soon Silf speaks softly in xyllic: hug lastarr friend Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Or, not. Lastarr waves quickly. Silf hugs Lastarr friendly. Xaver dances in. Worf says in xyllic: bye Laftarr Silf waves happily in your direction. Arnal waves happily in Silf's direction. Lastarr starts moving south. Lastarr skips out south. Gordon slurs: Hey yuu schere, Xaver, tid you knoow schaat sse casshedal of Palorn will suuun be a plasche of te defiil ? Xaver says in xyllic: hiho all Human-a greets Xaver. Julchen smiles at Xaver. Silf laughs. Human-a yells in xyllic: Hi Zahara starts moving south. Zahara skips out south. A disc hovers out. Xaver says in xyllic: full house here Xaver smiles. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Now, I'm running to kill goblins. Duvessa looks up to Worf. Human-a nods solemnly. Xaver sits down at the massive wooden table in the center of the room. Worf greets Xaver. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Before I sing, and you all are killed by the majesty of my voice. Human-a offers a glass to Gordon. Human-a gives a glass to Gordon. Tojalak chants a prayer to his deity. Silf twinkles her eyes mischievously. Duvessa asks Worf in xyllic: What happened to your teeth? Worf smiles. Silf waves friendly. Silf starts moving south. Silf leaves south. Human-a buys a glass of wine. Maia looks up to Worf. Tojalak restores the missing front teeth of Worf. Worf says to Duvessa in xyllic: a bandit didn Worf says to Duvessa in xyllic: a bandit didn't like me : Xaver: damn, afk a bit You say in xyllic: a song? ... good time to leave and get me some food... Tojalak grumbles to Duvessa in xyllic: I beat him up.. Duvessa nods understandingly to Worf. You chuckle politely. Human-a smirks. Maia giggles softly. Worf thanks Tojalak. Duvessa rolls her eyes. // I quickly run to the baker's, buy some bread and return to the pub. Padorn Main Road. The Main Road runs west and east, through the central marketplace. To the north, you see the Padorn Inn, where you surely can get a drink or two. To the south a noble looking house has been built. The sun begins to dip down in the west behind some clouds. The house of Dimitri is here. A locked ornamented wooden door is leading south. There are three obvious exits: east, north, west. Prophet. Xaver. Xaver skips out west. You shout in xyllic: PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI! > north The Padorn Inn. This is the tap-room of the Padorn Inn, you can have a drink here, eat something or just enjoy yourself talking with others. To the south you can leave the Inn to the main road and a door to the east leads on the market place. Upstairs are the rooms for visitors of the Inn. You can get a key from the bar keeper. ( Just look at the price list ). There are three obvious exits: east, south, up. A cuckooclock. Arnal[male, dimpled, ancient, human, npc]. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower] is sitting at the small table near the entrance. Echaemon[male, long-haired, broad-shouldered, human, shrike] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Julchen is sitting on the bar. Maia[female, young, brown-eyed, dwarf]. Tojalak[male, black-eyed, brown-skinned, dwarf]. A bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf. The bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf whispers something to Maia. Julchen grins evilly at you. Tojalak shouts in xyllic: Praise the Rabbits! You sit down at the bar. Maia whispers something to the bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf. Duvessa says to you in xyllic: I always know when you're near. Duvessa smiles at you. Maia asks Tojalak in xyllic: The rabbits? Maia giggles softly. You smirk. Duvessa says in xyllic: You or Raidon. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: The rabbits! Maia joins the bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf's team. The bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf smiles friendly at Maia. Maia laughs. Echaemon yells in an unfamilar tongue: Mhauirg dj glipwauagh Ploudkueg nhedluokh taurg bweutwobne pwogmuik kaekh gnauek Maia grumbles in xyllic: Ok. The bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf says in xyllic: Ok, we are off Maia waves slightly. The bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf says in xyllic: take care all of you The bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf waves happily. > remember bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf as xx Ok. Julchen waves happily. Xx starts moving south. Xx skips out south. Maia starts moving south. Maia stomps south. Duvessa waves happily. Duvessa goes hmmmm. You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 5 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* Duvessa shrugs helplessly. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: I wanna speak that language that the people in Zynaya speak. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: That's a funny language. You ask Duvessa in xyllic: who was that bright-eyed ivory-skinned male elf? Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: They always go INTRUDER! Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: and beat them drums. Tojalak snickers. Tojalak hums a mystic melody. You say to Tojalak in xyllic: well, they are right... Duvessa says to Tojalak in xyllic: Maybe thy just don't like dwarfs. Duvessa nods seriously to Tojalak. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: They were right until they were all killed. Tojalak snickers. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: The most boring place there is the eagle warriors guild. You ask Tojalak in xyllic: what would you do if I entered your stupid little monastery in the evening, and shouted my praises there? You snicker. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: I would go.. Praise the Rabbits! Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Who cares ? Julchen offers in xyllic: I like imps Julchen twirls in her curls. You chuckle politely. You say in xyllic: imps? Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: I will write you a visitors pass. Julchen nods solemnly to you. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Uh oh not this again. Tojalak looks at Julchen. You say to Julchen in xyllic: you mean those creatures made by the evil demon Bhaal? Julchen grins evilly at Tojalak. Echaemon looks at the tables. You shiver. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: A missing hand demon is what he is. Duvessa says to Julchen in xyllic: I like...ummmm.....hmm....natives. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: And a jerk too. Duvessa looks thoughtful. Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: dont know who they are but i like them Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Natives are dumb and get sacrificed all of the time. Echaemon stands up and leaves the small round table in the corner. Echaemon sits down at the massive wooden table in the center of the room. Duvessa smiles slightly. You say in xyllic: natives? yes... quite dumb... some of them hide behind their children when we go out to convince them... // Gemini had taken me out to the jungle a few times Duvessa says in xyllic: and? Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Well hmm some natives.. Tarmez tribe is cool. You shrug helplessly. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: They sell roasted hummingbird Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Very good I tell you Duvessa goes hmmmm. Duvessa says in xyllic: I like hummingbirds....they're cute!! Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Cute until they poke your eyes out! You say in xyllic: hm... hummingbirds are holy... and a bit small for a decent meal Duvessa giggles happily. Tojalak grumbles to you in xyllic: Which is why I had to eat 52 of them You say in xyllic: I prefer roasted falcon. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Nahh, to gamey tasting. // Oh, you tried? A dark-eyed black-haired female human arrives. Gordon slurs: Hey yuu schere, the dark-eyed black-haired female human, tid you knoow schaat sse casshedal of Palorn will suuun be a plasche of te defiil ? Tojalak looks at the dark-eyed black-haired female human. The dark-eyed black-haired female human starts moving south. The dark-eyed black-haired female human leaves south. Duvessa looks at Echaemon. : Duvessa: that's it.....i HATE lag! Duvessa shrugs helplessly. : Tojalak: me to screw this I am gone. Tojalak waves happily in your direction. Arnal waves happily in Tojalak's direction. Julchen waves happily. : Tojalak: figures me saying bye doesn't lag.. Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: I am gonna go sleep. Then wake up and spread more lies about wheetzee low poch lee Julchen twirls in her curls thoughtfully. You pat Tojalak on the head. Duvessa says to Tojalak in xyllic: Have fun... Tojalak puts a pretach into the censer. Tojalak swings his censer and some sweet incense rises into the air. // The pretach is a very strong narcotic Tojalak grumbles in xyllic: Gota love the smell of that. Tojalak waves happily. Tojalak starts moving up. Tojalak stomps up. You say in xyllic: bah, what a smell! You shiver. Duvessa says in xyllic: i don't understand the joys of incense.... Duvessa shrugs helplessly. Duvessa says in xyllic: maybe i'm just broken. Duvessa smiles at you. Echaemon comforts Duvessa. You say in xyllic: hm... maybe he likes to play around with drugs... Duvessa gets eight copper coins, four gold coins, nine platinum coins and seven silver coins from the money belt. Duvessa buys a waterskin (1l). Duvessa giggles happily. Duvessa drinks from a waterskin (0l). Duvessa buys a ration. Duvessa eats a ration. You say in xyllic: better stay away from him when he's doing that... you never know... Duvessa puts a gold coin, eight copper coins, nine platinum coins and seven silver coins into the money belt. Echaemon wearily stretches his tired body. Duvessa giggles happily. Duvessa says in xyllic: Yeah.....he might accidently hit me or something. Duvessa smiles at you. You cackle gleefully. Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: careful when who is doing what? The Padorn Inn. This is the tap-room of the Padorn Inn, you can have a drink here, eat something or just enjoy yourself talking with others. To the south you can leave the Inn to the main road and a door to the east leads on the market place. Upstairs are the rooms for visitors of the Inn. You can get a key from the bar keeper. ( Just look at the price list ). There are three obvious exits: east, south, up. A cuckooclock. Arnal[male, dimpled, ancient, human, npc]. Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower] is sitting at the small table near the entrance. Echaemon[male, long-haired, broad-shouldered, human, shrike] is sitting at the massive wooden table in the center of the room. Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] is sitting at the small round table in the corner. Julchen is sitting on the bar. Duvessa smiles at Julchen. You say in xyllic: swinging around his censer.. Duvessa says to Julchen in xyllic: Nothing dear. Duvessa giggles softly. Julchen twirls in her curls thoughtfully. Duvessa looks thoughtful. Duvessa says in xyllic: I should go buy a pair of earrings..... You say in xyllic: what for? Julchen smiles at Duvessa. Duvessa says in xyllic: I think i'd look cute with little flying hummingbird earrings. Duvessa nods seriously to you. You smile warmly at Duvessa. : Echaemon: grah went ld Duvessa smiles at you. : comforts... Echaemon yells in xyllic: mind if i sit with you duvessa? : Duvessa: i'm trying not to!! Duvessa says in xyllic: Sure....go ahead. Duvessa smiles at Echaemon. You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 6 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* Echaemon stands up and leaves the massive wooden table in the center of the room. Echaemon sits down at the small table near the entrance. Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: cuckoo Julchen twirls in her curls. Duvessa smiles at Julchen. There are several tables in the room: 1) massive wooden table in the center of the room, with 6 free chairs. 2) bar, with Crotalo and Julchen is sitting on the bar sitting at it and 2 free chairs. 3) small round table in the corner, with Gordon[male, purple-haired, hook-nosed, human] sitting at it and 3 free chairs. 4) small table near the entrance, with Duvessa[female, dark-eyed, dark-haired, elf, follower] and Echaemon[male, long-haired, broad-shouldered, human, shrike] sitting at it and 0 free chairs. Echaemon looks very confused. Duvessa drops a waterskin (0l). Duvessa looks at the table. Duvessa asks in xyllic: What's the matter?? You say in xyllic: any new news recently? Echaemon yells in xyllic: Hmmm ,nothing Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: Gordon gave me flowers Julchen frowns. Duvessa giggles softly. Julchen looks at Gordon. You say in xyllic: flowers? Julchen nods solemnly. Duvessa asks you in xyllic: new news?? Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: hes shy, he was blushing You look at Gordon. Gordon is a purple-haired hook-nosed male human, presenting himself as: Gordon, male human. He is normal and lean for a human. He looks fine. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He is wearing a leather trousers and a stylish black leather shirt. He seems to be a former adventurer, but now he looks like a drunken hobo. You say to Duvessa in xyllic: yes... I've been away for quite a while... Duvessa looks thoughtful. Duvessa goes hmmmm. Duvessa concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Duvessa tells you: Cujo is an Eagle Warrior. Did you hear that?? You say in xyllic: I tried to have a talk with my father... but each time I arrived at a harbour to see him, he was gone... You say in xyllic: Oh, he is? // Ehem. someone explain me the difference between a secret mental tell // and an open word in the room, please? *blush* You smile surprisedly. Duvessa nods solemnly to you. Duvessa smiles happily. Duvessa says in xyllic: He's very very pleased. You say in xyllic: I hope the priests are happy with him... he's really a strong and brave guy... Duvessa nods solemnly to you. You say in xyllic: at least, for a young man of his age... Duvessa says in xyllic: That he is...... Duvessa smiles. Julchen twirls in her curls. You say in xyllic: and about the fights? is there still this stupid martial law in atlantis? Duvessa gets a black leather cap from the backpack. Duvessa wears a black leather cap on her head. Duvessa says in xyllic: I think so...... Duvessa looks thoughtful. Duvessa says in xyllic: I don't know....i avoid Atlantis like the plague. Duvessa smiles at you. Duvessa removes a black leather cap. Duvessa looks at the black leather cap. You say in xyllic: I met Valcaran today... and was told that I'm unwanted there... Duvessa puts a black leather cap into the backpack. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Whats been happening in atlantis? Duvessa nods solemnly to you. You shrug helplessly. Duvessa says in xyllic: I saw that..... Duvessa giggles softly. You say in xyllic: well.... the mages declared a war against yucatan... You smile slightly at Echaemon. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Yeah ,and take little part in it Duvessa shrugs helplessly. Duvessa says in xyllic: I've never seen a war actually FOUGHT before....honestly. Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: who lives in Yucatan? You say in xyllic: I think they only declared that to tease young followers like me... Duvessa smiles at you. Duvessa says in xyllic: i think that the mages are scared of the following that He is getting now. You say to Julchen in xyllic: Yucatan is the religious centre of the priests of Huitzilopochtli. Duvessa shrugs slightly. Duvessa says in xyllic: But....that's just me. : Duvessa: i can't spell that name....so i don't even try....*sighs* Echaemon yells in xyllic: For all this war ,its only a very few dark priests who really fight it : Julchen: Huitzilopochtli Duvessa nods solemnly to Echaemon. : use zMUD, make a tab completion ;) : huitzilopochtli Huitzilopochtli HUITZILOPOCHTLI! : Duvessa: *giggles* silly. : Julchen: *grin* Silf arrives. You say in xyllic: well... there are not many priests... and they are certainly not dark... Silf curtseys gracefully to you. Julchen smiles at Silf. You nod politely to Silf. Silf offers three green-coiled silver balls to Julchen. Duvessa says in xyllic: the people left to fight the war are mostly followers....honestly. the fanatic mages pick on the followers, not really the priest Echaemon greets Silf. Silf gives three green-coiled silver balls to Julchen. Julchen smiles at Silf. Julchen looks at three green-coiled silver balls. Julchen offers to Silf in xyllic: what for are they? for juggling? You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 7 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* A light curly-haired male human arrives. Gordon slurs: Hey yuu schere, the light curly-haired male human, tid you knoow schaat sse casshedal of Palorn will suuun be a plasche of te defiil ? Duvessa looks up to the light curly-haired male human. Julchen smiles at the light curly-haired male human. You look up to the light curly-haired male human. Light curly-haired male human. His curly hair lays lightly across his back. His green-eyes sparkle and glint with the slightest light. His body gives hints of a life of hard work. He is muscular and has an air of confidence. He is tall and skinny for a human. He looks nice. He is in good shape. He is slightly weary. He is wielding a knife and a light sword. He is wearing a battle-helmet, a black robe, a left glove, a pair of leg plates and a right glove. You guess he is wearing an elven ringmail additionally. Silf nods solemnly to Julchen. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Yes, just as toys. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I thought you might like them :) Julchen thanks Silf. Julchen hugs Silf. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: You're very welcome! Julchen mentions to Silf in xyllic: thats nice!! Silf hugs Julchen friendly. The light curly-haired male human yells in xyllic: I'm Rith. Arnal yells in xyllic: I'm Arnal. Gordon slurs in xyllic: I'm Gordon. Julchen looks up to the light curly-haired male human. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Hi Rith, I'm Silf ;) You say in xyllic: I'm Crotalo Biscia, follower of Huitzilopochtli. Rith friendly greets Silf. Rith greets Julchen. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I think you knew that. Duvessa says in xyllic: I'm Duvessa. Echaemon yells in xyllic: I am Echaemon Godsick, Warshrike of Oosama . Julchen looks at Duvessa. Rith yells in xyllic: Pleasure to meet all of you. You nod slightly. Silf smiles mischievously. You look up to Silf. Silf is a slim raven-haired female human, presenting herself as: Silf, female human. A wealth of glossy black hair surrounds the thin, pale-ivory face of this young girl. Her eyes are a luminous light grey with sparkles of silver and pewter that reflect the light. She is small, slight, far too thin, and apart from the sparkling eyes and long hair, she looks like a typical street urchin. You notice a scar on her forehead. She is short and normal for a human. She looks plain. She is in good shape. She is slightly exhausted. She is wearing a chaincoif, a lyre shaped silver earring, a pair of leather leggings and a soft cape. You guess she is wearing a chaincoat of a bard and a white linen shirt additionally. Echaemon yells in xyllic: hutzi Silf asks Echaemon in xyllic: What... is a Warshrike, please? Rith waves friendly. Rith starts moving south. Rith leaves south. Julchen sighs deeply. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I hate to sound dense, but I don't know. Echaemon yells in xyllic: A warrior guild dedicated to fighting the Moran-Ak-Fazeel Silf speaks softly in xyllic: What is the... Moran Ak Fazil? Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: brb Julchen stands up and leaves your table. You say to Silf in xyllic: a warshrike sacrifices his enemies to some horrible demon whom he treats like a god... and then he eats the bloody heart... Julchen starts moving south. Julchen slips south. Echaemon yells in xyllic: An ancient race of demons dedicated to wiping out all life in these lands Echaemon stands up and leaves the small table near the entrance. Rannwvir arrives. Silf nods thoughtfully. Rannwvir seems to be slightly unaware of her surroundings for a moment. Duvessa greets Rannwvir. Echaemon yells in xyllic: YOur tongue wags too much Crotalo Silf hugs Rannwvir warmly. Rannwvir smiles and greets you! Echaemon points his spear in your direction. You say in xyllic: Oh, does it? Rannwvir smiles friendly. You're ironically trembling in your boots. Rannwvir sits down at your table. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: But, until they come back, you fight for... why? Echaemon growls at you. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Just to be ready? Echaemon yells in xyllic: Stand up Duvessa sighs deeply. Silf sighs deeply. You say in xyllic: why should I stand up? this is a comfortable place... Silf speaks softly in xyllic: Sorry I asked, now :( > wimpy 100 Your wimpy now set to 100%. > stunmode Now you'll only try to stun your enemy. Duvessa mumbles in xyllic: I'm much to peace loving for this world. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Not your fault silf,this fool brings his bigotry with him You whisper in xyllic: Praise Huitzilopochtli! Silf speaks softly in xyllic: For what now? You emote: Crotalo calmly looks down. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I am grateful to Tharandil, but she doesn't demand I praise her constantly ;) Echaemon yells in xyllic: I suggest you leave Crotalo ,I have no love for the Hutzis and our guild is at war with them Silf had not noticed ANY deities doing anything praiseworthy in this place. Duvessa sings to Silf in xyllic: Some people like to praise their god all the time. You get two gold coins. Duvessa smiles at Silf. > buy beer Here you are! You are given a bottle of beer. Silf says to Duvessa in xyllic: What if they don't deserve it? Echaemon yells in xyllic: I only came here for rest ,but if you wish to speak like that then stand and fight Rannwvir takes a deep breath and looks concentrated. You emote: Crotalo takes a sip from his beer. Rannwvir's facial features become tense for a moment. Raidon dances in. Raidon looks at Rannwvir. Echaemon growls angrily at you. Silf whispers something to Rannwvir. You say to Echaemon in xyllic: Oh dear... why are you so full of hatred? Raidon nods slightly. Raidon buys a ration. Raidon buys a ration. Duvessa says to Silf in xyllic: I don't consider it my place to judge if someone's god does or doesn't deserve praise. But....that's just me. Rannwvir's eyes narrow and focus onto some point in midair. Silf yells in xyllic: I'm Silf Greyfeather, wandering entertainer. Silf smiles at Raidon. You smile warmly at Echaemon. Raidon eats two rations. Duvessa greets Raidon. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Stand and face the reward for your tongue fool Rannwvir nods solemnly to Raidon. : Duvessa: love the lag. Raidon buys a waterskin (1l). Raidon buys a waterskin (1l). Raidon buys a waterskin (1l). Rannwvir gets a waterskin (4l) from the shimmering indigo disc. Raidon drinks from three waterskins. Rannwvir drinks from a waterskin (2l). Rannwvir seems to be slightly unaware of her surroundings for a moment. You say in xyllic: I'm just a peaceful follower of my god... and I won't fight today. Raidon drops three waterskins. Raidon says in xyllic: I'm Raidon follower of the mighty God of Lightning and Blood.. Echaemon yells in xyllic: If you would excuse me ladies Arnal yells in xyllic: I'm Arnal. Gordon slurs in xyllic: I'm Gordon. Arnal nods solemnly. You emote: Crotalo smiles peacefully. Silf speaks softly in xyllic: I should go. Silf waves happily in your direction. Arnal waves happily in Silf's direction. Silf hugs Rannwvir. Silf starts moving south. Silf leaves south. > who 48 people are in the world, of these you know: Rannwvir, female human Maia, female dwarf Echaemon, male human Hanna, female elf Julchen, female gnome Silf, female human Margali, female human Shazari, female human Wiffle, male gnome Norima, female elf Quevven, male elf Lexa, female elf Crotalo, male elf Aloen, male elf Proctor Siddhaya is watching over you, female fairy Duvessa, female elf Human-a, male human Zahara, female elf Thelven, male human Squeak, female elf Shaya, female elf Xx, male elf Julchen slips in. Rannwvir stands up and leaves your table. You hear the Cathedral Bells chime for 8 O'clock. The cuckoo comes out of his clock: *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* *CUCKOO* Rannwvir looks at the tables. Rannwvir sits down at the small table near the entrance. Suddenly Raidon turns to stone. Duvessa smiles at Rannwvir. Echaemon yells in xyllic: Stand Crotalo and leave ,or face the consequence of your words Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: pardon? Echaemon yells in xyllic: I will not tell you again Julchen looks at you. You emote: Crotalo slowly takes another sip of his beer. Julchen sits down at your table. Julchen climbs on the bar and sits there to have a better view. You say in xyllic: you won't tell me again? ah, good, I thought it would never end... Echaemon yells in xyllic: Well draw your weapon at least You chuckle amusedly. The statue of Raidon crumbles to dust. Duvessa nods solemnly to Rannwvir. Julchen twirls in her curls thoughtfully. You put two spears and a sword into the 2. bag. Shimmering indigo disc shimmers into view. Rannwvir speaks some strange words and the air begins to vibrate noticeably. Echaemon sizes you up for a bit. Echaemon shouts a pathetic battle cry and lumbers into battle with you! You stretch your legs and stand up gracefully. You smirk. Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! You tried to run away, but failed. Echaemon kicks you *HARD* in the chest! You fall to the ground. Rannwvir waves at shimmering indigo disc and it vanishes. Echaemon aims at you with his dragon spear, but you defend yourself. You come up with your body. You stand up again. Echaemon massacres your torso with his dragon spear. You are ready to fight again. Rannwvir looks up to you. Echaemon massacres your head with his dragon spear. Duvessa frowns. Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! You tried to run away, but failed. Echaemon sizes you up for a bit. Echaemon shouts a pathetic battle cry and lumbers into battle with you! You smirk. Echaemon kicks you *HARD* in the chest! You fall to the ground. Julchen lisps furtively in xyllic: STOP Echaemon massacres your left arm with his dragon spear. Julchen sighs deeply. You come up with your body. Julchen panics and looks for a place to hide. Rannwvir stands up and leaves the small table near the entrance. Echaemon tickles your left arm with his dragon spear. You stand up again. Echaemon massacres your head with his dragon spear. Echaemon looks at you. You are ready to fight again. Rannwvir whispers something to Echaemon. Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way. Try again! You tried to run away, but failed. Echaemon massacres your head with his dragon spear. You become unconscious. But you are unconscious. But you are unconscious. // Echaemon drags me away... Padorn Main Road. The Main Road runs west and east, through the central marketplace. To the north, you see the Padorn Inn, where you surely can get a drink or two. To the south a noble looking house has been built. The city quiets down as the gloomy gray sky slowly becomes darker. The house of Dimitri is here. A locked ornamented wooden door is leading south. There are three obvious exits: east, north, west. Padorn Main Road. This is a crossing of the Main Road and the West Road. On the street, you notice tracks of a wheeled vehicle. They were made by a gypsy caravan, with thick black smoke pouring from the flue, and a klonking sound coming from inside... yes its the Smithy at work, mending armours for his living. There is a well in the center of the crossing. Perhaps you could get water from it ? The city quiets down as the gloomy gray sky slowly becomes darker. There are four obvious exits: east, north, south, west. You entered the proud capital of Xyllomer. Further to the east you can see the famous market place. North of you the back of the satai guild raises up and to the west you can leave the city through the west gate. From the south you can hear several animals and smell fresh hay. A door is leading into a stable to the south. The city quiets down as the gloomy gray sky slowly becomes darker. An open iron citygate is leading west. There are two obvious exits: east, south. You are at the Western Gate. To the east, you can hear the exciting city sounds of Padorn. To the west, the green, open expanse of the Padorn plains fill your field of vision. The great citywalls of Padorn extend far off to the north and south. A large sign is suspended over the gateway, gleaming in the daylight. Stairs lead up from here inside the citywall. An open iron citygate is leading east. There are two obvious exits: up, west. You are on the road to Padorn. To the east is the gate to Padorn. To the west, the road continues. And to the north a small path begins winding through the fields. The gloomy gray sky slowly becomes darker. There are three obvious exits: east*, north, west*. But you are unconscious. You are standing on an small path in a snow-covered field that the farmers of Padorn will use to plant corn when spring arrives. For now, though, the ice and snow prevent anything from growing here. To the south is a road leading into Padorn, and to the east the city wall rises. A earthy path connects to the padorn road to the south, to the north is winds through the snowy fields. There are three obvious exits: north, south, west. But you are unconscious. But you are unconscious. But you are unconscious. But you are unconscious. You wake up. A wild nightingale alights nearby and sings this message from Rannwvir: I am at the west gate. If you can still walk I heal you. And the nightingale flies off singing. > south You are on the road to Padorn. To the east is the gate to Padorn. To the west, the road continues. And to the north a small path begins winding through the fields. The gloomy gray sky slowly becomes darker. There are three obvious exits: east*, north, west*. A glass of wine and a sign. > look north [near] An agile little female ermine. You are wearing an elven ringmail, an emerald ring, a fringed leather leggings, a golden ring, a money belt, a scabbard belt (with a machete sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snakeskin headband with the words 'PRAISE HUITZILOPOCHTLI!' and a soft leather shirt. You are carrying a gold coin, a loaf of bread, a bottle of beer, a clock, a simple bag, a small mortar and a soapstone statue. > east You are at the Western Gate. To the east, you can hear the exciting city sounds of Padorn. To the west, the green, open expanse of the Padorn plains fill your field of vision. The great citywalls of Padorn extend far off to the north and south. A large sign is suspended over the gateway, gleaming in the daylight. Stairs lead up from here inside the citywall. An open iron citygate is leading east. There are two obvious exits: up, west. Rannwvir[female, green-eyed, red-haired, human]. A balding brown-eyed male human. A light-haired double-chinned male human. A sad-faced chestnut-haired male human. A squinty-eyed chestnut-haired male human. The balding brown-eyed male human looks at you. Rannwvir looks at you. Rannwvir raises her arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. You are healed by Rannwvir. Rannwvir draws a circle into the air with her hands, while she begins to mumble some arcane words. smile rannwvir thank You smile thankfully at Rannwvir. You are healed by Rannwvir. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically at deaths door and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are totally fed up and you are totally soaked. You are sober. You are capable of carrying 71% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ Rannwvir looks at you. Rannwvir raises her arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. You are healed by Rannwvir. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: hrm... you might need shalinor. Rannwvir raises her arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. You are healed by Rannwvir. Rannwvir looks at you. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically at deaths door and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are totally fed up and you are totally soaked. You are sober. You are capable of carrying 71% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ Rannwvir yells in xyllic: Bah. Rannwvir draws a circle into the air with her hands, while she begins to mumble some arcane words. You say in xyllic: yes... seems so... Rannwvir stares at you and suddenly you are surrounded with a light blue aura. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: Yep. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: You have money? You smile weakly. You look at the money belt. This is a money belt. You can put your hard earned money in the belt so nobody can steal it from you. The belt has a zipper which you can open and close. It is in prime condition. The money belt contains: five silver coins, four gold coins and nine copper coins. Rannwvir raises her arms and mumbles some arcane syllables. Rannwvir freezes for a moment, as if listening to an inner voice. You are healed by Rannwvir. You say in xyllic: only four gold coins Rannwvir looks at you. Rannwvir gets 15 platinum coins, eleven copper coins, four gold coins and three silver coins from the sash. Rannwvir offers you five platinum coins. You accept five platinum coins from Rannwvir. Rannwvir puts eleven copper coins, four gold coins, ten platinum coins and three silver coins into the sash. You thank Rannwvir. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: Better not to push him quite so far... he is extra violent. Very brave of you though. Rannwvir smiles. You say in xyllic: thanks... I will try to pay them back as soon as possible... Rannwvir winks suggestively. You sigh slightly. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: Don't worry about it. Rannwvir yells in xyllic: take care. Rannwvir waves friendly. Rannwvir starts moving east. Rannwvir leaves east. // I got healed at Shalinor's and went back to the shrine // for a last good deed before I went to sleep. You are in the shrine of Huitzilopochtli next to the sacred altar. Here his powers are focussed to the service of HIS minions. There is no altar here but only a small holy stone. There is an inscription on the wall. There is one obvious exit: west. A donation box. Ahuitzotl[male, ancient, cruel, aztec]. Ahuitzotl smiles satanically. Ahuitzotl hums a mystic melody. You sit down to rest a while. Ahuitzotl makes a gesture. > mood brave You changed your fighting mood. > killmode You will now try to mercilessly kill your enemy. > wimpy 60 Your wimpy now set to 60%. > stats _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ Player: Crotalo Guild: Email : *ask me* Age : 7 days 10 hours 6 minutes 18 s _______________________________________________________________________________ EXPERIENCE You have made slight progress since last you checked. You are master. You have to gain some more xp for advancing to hero. _______________________________________________________________________________ STATS You are a forceful, acrobatic, athletic, ingenious, enlightened and heroic white-haired red-eyed male elf. Prefs set to STR: 13, DEX: 13, CON: 13, INT: 13, WIS: 14, DIS: 24 Your ratio of experience added to exp skill is 2 % now. You are capable of carrying 71% more than your current inventory. Your fitness condition is perfect. You believe that you are damned. You believe in Huitzilopochtli. _______________________________________________________________________________ // By the way, did you know that huitzis do glass recycling? ;) You drink from a bottle of beer. You put a bottle into the box. Ahuitzotl hugs you. You feel a voice in your mind: Your noble deed has been noticed. You stretch your legs and stand up gracefully. You drop a loaf of bread. Saving Crotalo.