How it began with Horoz, Servant of Echri
Dec 3, 2015 16:21:48 GMT -5
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Post by najdorf on Dec 3, 2015 16:21:48 GMT -5
RL: 6 june 2007, perhaps small for the world, but was big for me 
enjoyed those times
a Krathi gemmer called Horoz seeks to cause, something more than being a slave, a puppet. He was fortunate.
This is how it all started for Horoz (The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap)
He had visions before, some presence heard his calls, and responded finally when he needed the most.
-------------------- Allanak's Dragon Gates -------------------
The auburn-haired trim templar looks down at you.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man steps back slightly, closer to a human Allanaki soldier.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap glances his hands idly, with his remaining right eye.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Glancing up once more, you ask, in sirihish:
"Echri.. Is this you?"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap stares at the black dragon,
squinting his eye.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-l dragon
A black steel dragon, towering some fifty cords above the city,
glares hungrily toward the western horizon. The dragon's wings, which
span over a hundred cords, are poised as if in preparation to lift
it into the harsh desert sky. Under one of its gargantuan claws is
a life-sized stone dwarf, caught in the last writhing moments of a
painful death. Under the other is a winged beast larger than a half-
giant, its body torn and lifeless. The dragon's maw, filled with
steel razors the size of halflings, emits a silent, challenging
scream that tears through your sanity.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Outside the Main Gate [NESW]
The two dark towers of Allanak's main gate lie just to the east, soaring
skyward in an apparent attempt to pierce the endless sky above. Their rough
red stones look as if they could stand firm for all eternity, towering over
fifty cords above. The gate itself is a large stone barricade of sorts that
is normally closed only at night. The Outer Circle extends to the north and
to the south from here.
A black steel dragon sits atop the mighty walls, gazing hungrily towards
the western horizon from its place by the towers. A large crowd of Allanaki
citizens--from the filthiest commoner to the most refined noble--gathers at
the wall below the statue, all in various degrees of prostration before the
great beast.
A kank, its shell a ruddy red, grazes here.
A human Allanaki soldier is here, bowing before the Black Dragon.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
The pert, tanned woman is on her hands and knees before the black dragon.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-128mv-117stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Lightly running a few fingers along the handle of her bloodied wickedly barbed whip, the auburn-haired trim templar says to you, in sirihish:
"You just directly disobeyed an order of mine and near scared every devoter half to drov..I ought to whip a hole in you if it wasn't for your uses."
<128hp-128mv-117stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You feel a deep, burning hatred and anger as you look towards the statue of the Black Dragon.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The burning sun rises high into the sky, searing the earth.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Bringing herself to her feet, a couple commoners that have stayed joining in with her shout, the pert, tanned woman shouts, in sirihish:
"Praise the Highlord!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap scowls upwards, taking deep
breaths.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Rising erect, the pert, tanned woman straightens up, casually patting some sand and dust from her clothing.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"I have to remove my gem!!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"Slavery, no more i want!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
With a brief glance over, the auburn-haired trim templar looks up at a red-plated kank.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
See a flash of a melted pile of metal slag, and a smoking, wrecked city behind it, broken walls, and shattered buildings.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man watches you, his brow furrowed.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man looks down at you.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Lightly running a hand over her medallion of Tektolnes, the auburn-haired trim templar watches you silently a moment.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
A tulle of dark fire appearing before his eyes as he stares unconsciously to the black
dragon, you say, in sirihish:
"I can see it.."
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
(this is imm echo) The flare of light building from underneath your hood suddenly brightens to a cold, blue flame.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Eyeing you, the pert, tanned woman takes several steps away from you, grimacing.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Stepping towards you, the auburn-haired trim templar says, in sirihish:
"That does it..Snap out of it."
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Pain tears through your body, knocking you to the ground.
<108hp-88mv-78stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
Gritting, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"Argh! I see it... The city will turn to ruin!"
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-Outside the Main Gate [NESW]
The two dark towers of Allanak's main gate lie just to the east, soaring
skyward in an apparent attempt to pierce the endless sky above. Their rough
red stones look as if they could stand firm for all eternity, towering over
fifty cords above. The gate itself is a large stone barricade of sorts that
is normally closed only at night. The Outer Circle extends to the north and
to the south from here.
A black steel dragon sits atop the mighty walls, gazing hungrily towards
the western horizon from its place by the towers. A large crowd of Allanaki
citizens--from the filthiest commoner to the most refined noble--gathers at
the wall below the statue, all in various degrees of prostration before the
great beast.
A kank, its shell a ruddy red, grazes here.
A human Allanaki soldier is here, bowing before the Black Dragon.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
The pert, tanned woman is standing here.
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man says to the auburn-haired trim templar, in sirihish:
"He's krath struck or something, M'lady...clearly mad."
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
Feeling an ancient and malevolent presence, you think:
"I can give you what you want, mortal."
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
The auburn-haired trim templar says to a human Allanaki soldier, in sirihish:
"Take him."
<108hp-128mv-96stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-stand
You stop resting, and stand up.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The auburn-haired trim templar gives a human Allanaki soldier an order.
A human Allanaki soldier hastily drops a jade-emblazoned, obsidian shortsword.
A human Allanaki soldier hastily drops a jade-emblazoned, obsidian longsword.
A human Allanaki soldier subdues you, despite your attempts to struggle away.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-The pert, tanned woman's lips curve into a deep frown down at you, shaking her head.
You are held tight, and unable to do anything.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-flee
You struggle against a human Allanaki soldier and break free.
<109hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-You pass beneath the shadow of the black dragon.
Wave Dunes [NESW]
Short wave dunes roll northward, each no more than three cords tall, but
more than five times that in length. Dull yellow sand and thick, reddish-
brown dust make up the desert landscape here. The sun hangs soundlessly in
the sky above, beating down relentlessly on the hot, dry sands. Red dust
clouds the air in a malicious attempt to blind and choke travelers.
To the east lies a dusty road and, just beyond it, the mighty red stone
walls of the city-state of Allanak.
A red-plated kank has arrived from the east.
<109hp-126mv-100stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-Wave Dunes [NESW]
Short wave dunes roll northward, each no more than three cords tall, but
more than five times that in length. Dull yellow sand and thick, reddish-
brown dust make up the desert landscape here. The sun hangs soundlessly in
the sky above, beating down relentlessly on the hot, dry sands. Red dust
clouds the air in a malicious attempt to blind and choke travelers.
Far to the east, a large city surrounded by red stone walls rises out of
the desert.
A red-plated kank has arrived from the east.
<109hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"Can you!!"
mount
<110hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-You jump up onto a red-plated kank's back.
<111hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
Far to the east, a large city surrounded by red stone walls rises out of
the desert.
<111hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"Can youu!!"
<112hp-121mv-103stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You swing your legs to the side and dismount.
<113hp-121mv-104stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Totally unconscious, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I am truly yours, give my life a true meaning."
<114hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-mount
You jump up onto a red-plated kank's back.
<114hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the south is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north is Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap turns a
red-plated kank unconsciously, flames growing wild all around his body.
<119hp-121mv-109stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-cfirearmor mon
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<122hp-121mv-112stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You utter the incantation, 'un suk-krath grol pret mon'.
Ok.
With a hissing sound, flames engulf your body.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-i
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You are carrying:
397 obsidian pieces
a soapstone figurine
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-146mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"Can you, give me freedom?!"
<124hp-121mv-117stun-161mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"Whoever you are! Echri, or its ally! I am devoted to your cause, I am willing to prove."
<125hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Feeling an external presence, as if something great were overshadowing, you think:
"What do you offer, to prove yourself worthy of my attentions."
<125hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, flames whrithing about his mouth, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"My worthless life, my burning heart, my eternal hatred to the state of slavers!"
<126hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I offer my bones and flesh to you! Every bit of life, every drop of blood. It is all, my sacrifice to you.. But time, I need time to prove!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The wind picks up some speed.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, flames whrithing about his mouth, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"I ask for freedom to serve! And in return, my everything is yours! I need one year, that's all I want!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-175mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-cweapon een
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-175mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro dreth un suk-krath een'.
Ok.
Flames roll down your arms, forming a longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-168mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-ep sword
You brandish your longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-168mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Raising your longsword of red flames overhead, you ask, in sirihish:
"What do you say!? One year, and I will create miracles in my return. The world will fear upon hearing my name. A servant of your's."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-178mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap's eye roll back
in it's socket, partially visible beneath the layer of dark flames covering his entire face.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A soft, whispery voice that seems to be made of screams, a voice says, in sirihish:
"One year."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-sc
You are Tavuk.
Keywords: cross-scarred small man Horoz Kumes
Sdesc: the one-eyed, small man
Objective: Removing his gem.
Long Description:
Code Generated Long Description.
You are 48 years, 1 months, and 131 days old,
which by your race and appearance is middle-aged.
You are 62 inches tall, and weigh 6 ten-stone.
Your strength is below average, your agility is absolutely incredible,
your wisdom is absolutely incredible, and your endurance is absolutely incredible.
You are neither hungry nor thirsty.
Your health is 128(128), you have 181(181) mana, 121(141) stamina,
and 118(118) stun.
You have been playing for xx days and 21 hours.
You are riding a red-plated kank.
You are currently speaking sirihish with a southern accent.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
It is late morning on Waleuk, the 105th day of the Ascending Sun,
In the Year of Drov's Agitation, year 35 of the 21st Age.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A sound as if glass were shattering from a hundred windows, formed in to words, a voice asks, in sirihish:
"And what deeds to you promise within that year, mortal?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I will fulfill your commands, whatevar they are.. Killing, slaying, death, pain I can bring to the lands.."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-117stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The words as soft as razors on an open throat, a voice asks, in sirihish:
"And you swear your life, your breath, your blood, and your spirit to the cause of Echri, He Who Returns To Purify The Lands?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Raising your longsword of red flames up and speaking hoarsely, you say, in
sirihish:
"Let mighty Suk Krath hanging above be my witness! I will do all is said, and if not I shall suffer and perish in Drov, in an eternity.."
Tsking, his flame tongue darting out like a serpent's, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"Yes... This is what I feel with my heart, and it's burning! A burning heart does not lie."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I will be yours entirely!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man has arrived from the north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man walks south.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"My flames will shine under your command!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The words rumbling with an ancient presence, a shadow falling over all around you, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Speak it! Speak your vow unto ME."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man walks north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards skies, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I swear with my life and flesh, my fire blood and my sprit that i will offer my life and service to the Cause of Echri!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
His only eye brightening with a piercing-red light, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I offer it willingly!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice tremorring the very ground, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Speak your name, and then bleed your first drop in His Cause."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-117stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Biting on his wrist and letting it drop to ground, mixed with fires, you say,
in sirihish:
"Horoz'.."
<128hp-121mv-116stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The letters flaring in the air as your blood catches fire en route to the ground, and hangs to form them, burning, a voice says, in sirihish:
"This is your name, a symbol of power. You are now mine. One year from now, I will claim you."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Letting blood drip on hot ground from his wrist, you ask, in sirihish:
"Horoz, the fire, is now your servant.. What is your wish, Great Echri?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Your mission until then is to bring true terror back to this feeble city that takes My Holy Image and distorts it to the pleasures of a pauper who lives in a golden tower."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Glancing to the towers of city east of road, you say, in sirihish:
"I will, if this is what you command.."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Someone initiates you into 'Servants of the Dragon'.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-sc
You are Tavuk, a member of the Servants of the Dragon.
Keywords: cross-scarred small man Horoz Kumes
Sdesc: the one-eyed, small man
Objective: Removing his gem.
Long Description:
Code Generated Long Description.
You are 48 years, 1 months, and 131 days old,
which by your race and appearance is middle-aged.
You are 62 inches tall, and weigh 6 ten-stone.
Your strength is below average, your agility is absolutely incredible,
your wisdom is absolutely incredible, and your endurance is absolutely incredible.
You are neither hungry nor thirsty.
Your health is 128(128), you have 181(181) mana, 121(141) stamina,
and 118(118) stun.
You have been playing for xx days and 21 hours.
You are riding a red-plated kank.
You are currently speaking sirihish with a southern accent.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-skill
Magickal spells
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detect magick [mon ] fireball [mon ]
rain of fire [mon ] ball of light [mon ]
dispel magick [mon ] flamestrike [mon ]
gate [mon ] demonfire [mon ]
empower [mon ] glyph [mon ]
mount [mon ] pyrotechnics [mon ]
tongues [mon ] firebreather [mon ]
parch [mon ] fire jambiya [mon ]
identify [mon ] wall of fire [mon ]
fire armor [mon ] fire seed [mon ]
immolate [mon ]
Known reaches
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reach un reach nil
Psionic powers
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contact barrier
Combat skills
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dual wield shield use
two handed
Manipulation skills
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ride
Perception skills
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forage watch
Barter skills
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value
Language skills
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sirihish tatlum
Craft skills
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feather working component crafting
cooking jewelrymaking
analyze
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Then go forth, and do so. Kill most, but leave some living. Prove to them that their paltry templarate has no sway upon MY lands."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You stop using your dull black gem.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Reaching out, a ghastly, clawed hand grasps the gem, and yanks, a voice says, in sirihish:
"This... is no longer your concern."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Flames growing wilder and reaching several cords upwards in the air, you
exclaim, in sirihish:
"I will bring destruction to their lands. Your will is my cause, and it will burn them to the ground."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l me
Long crimson hair is pulled up into a ponytail at the crown of this aging
man's head. He is thin-featured, almost lipless, and his moody, blue eyes
dart constantly. Deep, long scars crisscross this human's left cheek,
probably inflicted by some sort of slashing weapon. His nose is small and
straight, marked with tiny red spots that become visible only in closer
examination. The skin of this short human is dark and dusky, and his body
is well shaped and athletic looking. His entire form is surrounded by tight
muscle, in harmony with his well shaped bone structure.
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap is in excellent condition.
Crackling flames surround his form, dancing brightly.
<worn on head> a dusty thick black chitin skullcap
<worn on face> a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
<worn in right ear> a humming rose-carved green marble earring
<worn about throat> a humming turquoise guitar charm
<slung across back> a dusty stone-headed glasshacker
<worn across back> a dusty sizeable leather backpack
<worn on arms> a pair of inky-black leather sleeves
<worn around wrist> a humming molded, root-powder stick
<worn around wrist> a humming molded, root-powder stick
<worn on hands> a dusty pair of inky-black leather gloves
<primary hand> a longsword of red flames
<worn around body> a dusty hooded, sandy-brown reinforced sandcloth duster
<worn on legs> a bloodied pair of inky-black leather leggings
<worn on right ankle> a humming polished bone anklet
<worn on left ankle> a humming polished bone anklet
<worn on feet> a dusty pair of grey hide boots
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-South of here is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice crackling as if the flames were made of obsidian, and shattering, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Yes. I have forseen the fervor with which you will serve, and it pleases ME."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Danger and death await you in the north. Stay within the Vrun, as I have forseen, and you will bring terror for long after I come to claim you, and teach you the true ways, after that one
year of service."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Curling his fingers up and glancing eastwards with his one eye, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"They come!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-mount
You're already riding a red-plated kank.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You say, in sirihish:
"Is it the right time for that puppet Templar suffer?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-change hands
You hold your longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-q sul
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro wilith un suk-krath sul'.
Ok.
A bright light flashes between your hands, revealing a small seed of blue fire.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-156mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
An aura of white light surrounds someone as it begins casting its magick.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-166mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Someone utters the incantation, 'sul un nilaz dreth chran'.
A tiny grey stone folds in upon itself in someone's hands.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-166mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap holds his
hand up, chuckling darkly eastwards.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
As an ash-colored, hulking braxat rises from the ground, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Let them come."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the south is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Opening your hand, you release a small seed of blue fire which quickly floats
east.
With a hiss, a small seed of blue fire begins to glow a little brighter.
A loud roar and a flash of orange light suddenly come from the east.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap raises your
longsword of red flames and flames swirl around it, darkening the air nearby with black smokes.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A red-plated kank leisurely waves its antennae about.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-i
You are carrying:
397 obsidian pieces
a dull black gem
a soapstone figurine
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap lands a hard
sword blow on your dull black gem at his hand, shattering it.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap lands a hard
sword blow on your dull black gem at his hand, shattering it into pieces.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Ok.
You discard your dull black gem.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the auburn-haired trim templar walks north.
Very far to the east: a human Allanaki soldier walks north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap readies your
soapstone figurine in his hand, staring eastwards through a tulle of dark fire before his only eye.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-South of here is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-West of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-North of here are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'threl suk-krath inrof un sul'.
Ok.
You feel in tune with the elements.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-151mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice asks, in sirihish:
"In the deep canyons to the west, there is an ancient place of battle. A crater, you know of it?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Nodding slowly, you say, in sirihish:
"I do."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice rumbling forth, causing your bones to vibrate, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Go there. One of my other minions began to make camp there. There is an old, wrecked gate. Go, claim it as your own, use it as your
stronghold."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The late, red sun descends toward the western horizon.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Turning a red-plated kank west on the road slowly, you say, in sirihish:
"As you command."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming shimmering dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
rides west on the road slowly, leaving a trail of black smoke behind.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
A bloodied large pile of insectoid organs has been gathered here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
..............................................
Moments later, in the depts of canyons of waste
..............................................
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-eq
You are using:
<worn on head> a dusty thick black chitin skullcap
<worn on face> a humming shimmering dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
<worn about throat> a humming shimmering dusty turquoise guitar charm
<slung across back> a dusty stone-headed glasshacker
<worn across back> a dusty sizeable leather backpack
<worn on torso> a bloodied inky-black leather vest
<worn on arms> a pair of inky-black leather sleeves
<worn around wrist> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn around wrist> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on hands> a dusty pair of inky-black leather gloves
<secondary hand> a shimmering bloodied longsword of red flames
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right pinky> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left pinky> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right thumb> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left thumb> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn around body> a dusty hooded, sandy-brown reinforced sandcloth duster
<worn about waist> a leather waterbelt
<worn on legs> a bloodied pair of inky-black leather leggings
<worn on right ankle> a humming shimmering dusty polished bone anklet
<worn on left ankle> a humming shimmering dusty polished bone anklet
<worn on feet> a dusty pair of grey hide boots
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-
Flames growing wild and darkening around his form, you say, in sirihish:
"I can feel its power already.."
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-q sul
Calling upon The Dragon's Will, you channel purifying black flame.
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro wilith un suk-krath sul'.
Ok.
A bright light flashes between your hands, revealing a shimmering small seed of blue fire.
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-skill
Magickal spells
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
detect invisible [wek ] detect magick [mon ]
fireball [mon ] rain of fire [mon ]
ball of light [mon ] dispel magick [mon ]
flamestrike [mon ] gate [mon ]
demonfire [mon ] empower [mon ]
glyph [mon ] mount [mon ]
pyrotechnics [mon ] tongues [mon ]
firebreather [mon ] parch [mon ]
fire jambiya [mon ] identify [mon ]
wall of fire [mon ] fire armor [mon ]
fire seed [mon ] immolate [mon ]
(detect invisible gifted
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-l me
Burning, thin lines of blood red flame arc up from the crown of this
aging man's head. He is thin-featured, almost lipless, with cheekbones that
seem closer to a razor's edge than anything human. His left eye is a pale,
murky blue while his right is a burning cinder of roiling energy that
constantly trails black smoke. Deep, long scars crisscross his left cheek,
likely inflicted with some small slashing weapon. His nose is small and
straight, marked with specks of bright red embers that glow akin to his
right eye. The skin of this short human is dark and dusky, though flecked
with tiny, brilliantly glowing red specks. His form is well shaped and
athletic looking, packed with tight muscle which sits in harmony with his
well shaped bone structure. Tendrils of black smoke constantly rise
from his fingernails, which appear to each be painted with an individual
screaming skull.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap is in excellent condition.
Crackling flames surround his form, dancing brightly.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's shimmering eyes glow dimly green.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's head has violently active white swirls around the top.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's mouth glows with a silvery aura.
(Last 2 lines in main desc, only seen through Detect Magick)
enjoyed those timesa Krathi gemmer called Horoz seeks to cause, something more than being a slave, a puppet. He was fortunate.
This is how it all started for Horoz (The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap)
He had visions before, some presence heard his calls, and responded finally when he needed the most.
-------------------- Allanak's Dragon Gates -------------------
The auburn-haired trim templar looks down at you.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man steps back slightly, closer to a human Allanaki soldier.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap glances his hands idly, with his remaining right eye.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Glancing up once more, you ask, in sirihish:
"Echri.. Is this you?"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap stares at the black dragon,
squinting his eye.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-l dragon
A black steel dragon, towering some fifty cords above the city,
glares hungrily toward the western horizon. The dragon's wings, which
span over a hundred cords, are poised as if in preparation to lift
it into the harsh desert sky. Under one of its gargantuan claws is
a life-sized stone dwarf, caught in the last writhing moments of a
painful death. Under the other is a winged beast larger than a half-
giant, its body torn and lifeless. The dragon's maw, filled with
steel razors the size of halflings, emits a silent, challenging
scream that tears through your sanity.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Outside the Main Gate [NESW]
The two dark towers of Allanak's main gate lie just to the east, soaring
skyward in an apparent attempt to pierce the endless sky above. Their rough
red stones look as if they could stand firm for all eternity, towering over
fifty cords above. The gate itself is a large stone barricade of sorts that
is normally closed only at night. The Outer Circle extends to the north and
to the south from here.
A black steel dragon sits atop the mighty walls, gazing hungrily towards
the western horizon from its place by the towers. A large crowd of Allanaki
citizens--from the filthiest commoner to the most refined noble--gathers at
the wall below the statue, all in various degrees of prostration before the
great beast.
A kank, its shell a ruddy red, grazes here.
A human Allanaki soldier is here, bowing before the Black Dragon.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
The pert, tanned woman is on her hands and knees before the black dragon.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-128mv-117stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Lightly running a few fingers along the handle of her bloodied wickedly barbed whip, the auburn-haired trim templar says to you, in sirihish:
"You just directly disobeyed an order of mine and near scared every devoter half to drov..I ought to whip a hole in you if it wasn't for your uses."
<128hp-128mv-117stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You feel a deep, burning hatred and anger as you look towards the statue of the Black Dragon.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The burning sun rises high into the sky, searing the earth.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Bringing herself to her feet, a couple commoners that have stayed joining in with her shout, the pert, tanned woman shouts, in sirihish:
"Praise the Highlord!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap scowls upwards, taking deep
breaths.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Rising erect, the pert, tanned woman straightens up, casually patting some sand and dust from her clothing.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"I have to remove my gem!!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"Slavery, no more i want!"
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
With a brief glance over, the auburn-haired trim templar looks up at a red-plated kank.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
See a flash of a melted pile of metal slag, and a smoking, wrecked city behind it, broken walls, and shattered buildings.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man watches you, his brow furrowed.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man looks down at you.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Lightly running a hand over her medallion of Tektolnes, the auburn-haired trim templar watches you silently a moment.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
A tulle of dark fire appearing before his eyes as he stares unconsciously to the black
dragon, you say, in sirihish:
"I can see it.."
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
(this is imm echo) The flare of light building from underneath your hood suddenly brightens to a cold, blue flame.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Eyeing you, the pert, tanned woman takes several steps away from you, grimacing.
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Stepping towards you, the auburn-haired trim templar says, in sirihish:
"That does it..Snap out of it."
<128hp-128mv-118stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Pain tears through your body, knocking you to the ground.
<108hp-88mv-78stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
Gritting, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"Argh! I see it... The city will turn to ruin!"
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-Outside the Main Gate [NESW]
The two dark towers of Allanak's main gate lie just to the east, soaring
skyward in an apparent attempt to pierce the endless sky above. Their rough
red stones look as if they could stand firm for all eternity, towering over
fifty cords above. The gate itself is a large stone barricade of sorts that
is normally closed only at night. The Outer Circle extends to the north and
to the south from here.
A black steel dragon sits atop the mighty walls, gazing hungrily towards
the western horizon from its place by the towers. A large crowd of Allanaki
citizens--from the filthiest commoner to the most refined noble--gathers at
the wall below the statue, all in various degrees of prostration before the
great beast.
A kank, its shell a ruddy red, grazes here.
A human Allanaki soldier is here, bowing before the Black Dragon.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
The pert, tanned woman is standing here.
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man says to the auburn-haired trim templar, in sirihish:
"He's krath struck or something, M'lady...clearly mad."
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
Feeling an ancient and malevolent presence, you think:
"I can give you what you want, mortal."
<108hp-128mv-93stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-
The auburn-haired trim templar says to a human Allanaki soldier, in sirihish:
"Take him."
<108hp-128mv-96stun-181mana riding: none walking resting>-stand
You stop resting, and stand up.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
The auburn-haired trim templar gives a human Allanaki soldier an order.
A human Allanaki soldier hastily drops a jade-emblazoned, obsidian shortsword.
A human Allanaki soldier hastily drops a jade-emblazoned, obsidian longsword.
A human Allanaki soldier subdues you, despite your attempts to struggle away.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-The pert, tanned woman's lips curve into a deep frown down at you, shaking her head.
You are held tight, and unable to do anything.
<108hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-flee
You struggle against a human Allanaki soldier and break free.
<109hp-128mv-99stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-You pass beneath the shadow of the black dragon.
Wave Dunes [NESW]
Short wave dunes roll northward, each no more than three cords tall, but
more than five times that in length. Dull yellow sand and thick, reddish-
brown dust make up the desert landscape here. The sun hangs soundlessly in
the sky above, beating down relentlessly on the hot, dry sands. Red dust
clouds the air in a malicious attempt to blind and choke travelers.
To the east lies a dusty road and, just beyond it, the mighty red stone
walls of the city-state of Allanak.
A red-plated kank has arrived from the east.
<109hp-126mv-100stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-Wave Dunes [NESW]
Short wave dunes roll northward, each no more than three cords tall, but
more than five times that in length. Dull yellow sand and thick, reddish-
brown dust make up the desert landscape here. The sun hangs soundlessly in
the sky above, beating down relentlessly on the hot, dry sands. Red dust
clouds the air in a malicious attempt to blind and choke travelers.
Far to the east, a large city surrounded by red stone walls rises out of
the desert.
A red-plated kank has arrived from the east.
<109hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
You think:
"Can you!!"
mount
<110hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-You jump up onto a red-plated kank's back.
<111hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
Far to the east, a large city surrounded by red stone walls rises out of
the desert.
<111hp-121mv-101stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"Can youu!!"
<112hp-121mv-103stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You swing your legs to the side and dismount.
<113hp-121mv-104stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-
Totally unconscious, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I am truly yours, give my life a true meaning."
<114hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: none walking standing>-mount
You jump up onto a red-plated kank's back.
<114hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the south is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north is Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<115hp-121mv-105stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap turns a
red-plated kank unconsciously, flames growing wild all around his body.
<119hp-121mv-109stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-cfirearmor mon
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<122hp-121mv-112stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You utter the incantation, 'un suk-krath grol pret mon'.
Ok.
With a hissing sound, flames engulf your body.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-i
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-You are carrying:
397 obsidian pieces
a soapstone figurine
<123hp-121mv-114stun-141mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<123hp-121mv-114stun-146mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"Can you, give me freedom?!"
<124hp-121mv-117stun-161mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"Whoever you are! Echri, or its ally! I am devoted to your cause, I am willing to prove."
<125hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Feeling an external presence, as if something great were overshadowing, you think:
"What do you offer, to prove yourself worthy of my attentions."
<125hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, flames whrithing about his mouth, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"My worthless life, my burning heart, my eternal hatred to the state of slavers!"
<126hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I offer my bones and flesh to you! Every bit of life, every drop of blood. It is all, my sacrifice to you.. But time, I need time to prove!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The wind picks up some speed.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards sky, flames whrithing about his mouth, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"I ask for freedom to serve! And in return, my everything is yours! I need one year, that's all I want!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-175mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-cweapon een
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-175mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro dreth un suk-krath een'.
Ok.
Flames roll down your arms, forming a longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-168mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-ep sword
You brandish your longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-168mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Raising your longsword of red flames overhead, you ask, in sirihish:
"What do you say!? One year, and I will create miracles in my return. The world will fear upon hearing my name. A servant of your's."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-178mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap's eye roll back
in it's socket, partially visible beneath the layer of dark flames covering his entire face.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A soft, whispery voice that seems to be made of screams, a voice says, in sirihish:
"One year."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-sc
You are Tavuk.
Keywords: cross-scarred small man Horoz Kumes
Sdesc: the one-eyed, small man
Objective: Removing his gem.
Long Description:
Code Generated Long Description.
You are 48 years, 1 months, and 131 days old,
which by your race and appearance is middle-aged.
You are 62 inches tall, and weigh 6 ten-stone.
Your strength is below average, your agility is absolutely incredible,
your wisdom is absolutely incredible, and your endurance is absolutely incredible.
You are neither hungry nor thirsty.
Your health is 128(128), you have 181(181) mana, 121(141) stamina,
and 118(118) stun.
You have been playing for xx days and 21 hours.
You are riding a red-plated kank.
You are currently speaking sirihish with a southern accent.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
It is late morning on Waleuk, the 105th day of the Ascending Sun,
In the Year of Drov's Agitation, year 35 of the 21st Age.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A sound as if glass were shattering from a hundred windows, formed in to words, a voice asks, in sirihish:
"And what deeds to you promise within that year, mortal?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I will fulfill your commands, whatevar they are.. Killing, slaying, death, pain I can bring to the lands.."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-117stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The words as soft as razors on an open throat, a voice asks, in sirihish:
"And you swear your life, your breath, your blood, and your spirit to the cause of Echri, He Who Returns To Purify The Lands?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Raising your longsword of red flames up and speaking hoarsely, you say, in
sirihish:
"Let mighty Suk Krath hanging above be my witness! I will do all is said, and if not I shall suffer and perish in Drov, in an eternity.."
Tsking, his flame tongue darting out like a serpent's, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"Yes... This is what I feel with my heart, and it's burning! A burning heart does not lie."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"I will be yours entirely!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man has arrived from the north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man walks south.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You think:
"My flames will shine under your command!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The words rumbling with an ancient presence, a shadow falling over all around you, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Speak it! Speak your vow unto ME."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the lean, lightly-scarred man walks north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Shouting towards skies, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I swear with my life and flesh, my fire blood and my sprit that i will offer my life and service to the Cause of Echri!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
His only eye brightening with a piercing-red light, you exclaim, in sirihish:
"I offer it willingly!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice tremorring the very ground, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Speak your name, and then bleed your first drop in His Cause."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You suffer from use of the Way.
<128hp-121mv-117stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Biting on his wrist and letting it drop to ground, mixed with fires, you say,
in sirihish:
"Horoz'.."
<128hp-121mv-116stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The letters flaring in the air as your blood catches fire en route to the ground, and hangs to form them, burning, a voice says, in sirihish:
"This is your name, a symbol of power. You are now mine. One year from now, I will claim you."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Letting blood drip on hot ground from his wrist, you ask, in sirihish:
"Horoz, the fire, is now your servant.. What is your wish, Great Echri?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Your mission until then is to bring true terror back to this feeble city that takes My Holy Image and distorts it to the pleasures of a pauper who lives in a golden tower."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Glancing to the towers of city east of road, you say, in sirihish:
"I will, if this is what you command.."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Someone initiates you into 'Servants of the Dragon'.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-sc
You are Tavuk, a member of the Servants of the Dragon.
Keywords: cross-scarred small man Horoz Kumes
Sdesc: the one-eyed, small man
Objective: Removing his gem.
Long Description:
Code Generated Long Description.
You are 48 years, 1 months, and 131 days old,
which by your race and appearance is middle-aged.
You are 62 inches tall, and weigh 6 ten-stone.
Your strength is below average, your agility is absolutely incredible,
your wisdom is absolutely incredible, and your endurance is absolutely incredible.
You are neither hungry nor thirsty.
Your health is 128(128), you have 181(181) mana, 121(141) stamina,
and 118(118) stun.
You have been playing for xx days and 21 hours.
You are riding a red-plated kank.
You are currently speaking sirihish with a southern accent.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-skill
Magickal spells
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detect magick [mon ] fireball [mon ]
rain of fire [mon ] ball of light [mon ]
dispel magick [mon ] flamestrike [mon ]
gate [mon ] demonfire [mon ]
empower [mon ] glyph [mon ]
mount [mon ] pyrotechnics [mon ]
tongues [mon ] firebreather [mon ]
parch [mon ] fire jambiya [mon ]
identify [mon ] wall of fire [mon ]
fire armor [mon ] fire seed [mon ]
immolate [mon ]
Known reaches
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reach un reach nil
Psionic powers
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contact barrier
Combat skills
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dual wield shield use
two handed
Manipulation skills
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ride
Perception skills
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forage watch
Barter skills
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
value
Language skills
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sirihish tatlum
Craft skills
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
feather working component crafting
cooking jewelrymaking
analyze
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Then go forth, and do so. Kill most, but leave some living. Prove to them that their paltry templarate has no sway upon MY lands."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You stop using your dull black gem.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Reaching out, a ghastly, clawed hand grasps the gem, and yanks, a voice says, in sirihish:
"This... is no longer your concern."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Flames growing wilder and reaching several cords upwards in the air, you
exclaim, in sirihish:
"I will bring destruction to their lands. Your will is my cause, and it will burn them to the ground."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l me
Long crimson hair is pulled up into a ponytail at the crown of this aging
man's head. He is thin-featured, almost lipless, and his moody, blue eyes
dart constantly. Deep, long scars crisscross this human's left cheek,
probably inflicted by some sort of slashing weapon. His nose is small and
straight, marked with tiny red spots that become visible only in closer
examination. The skin of this short human is dark and dusky, and his body
is well shaped and athletic looking. His entire form is surrounded by tight
muscle, in harmony with his well shaped bone structure.
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap is in excellent condition.
Crackling flames surround his form, dancing brightly.
<worn on head> a dusty thick black chitin skullcap
<worn on face> a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
<worn in right ear> a humming rose-carved green marble earring
<worn about throat> a humming turquoise guitar charm
<slung across back> a dusty stone-headed glasshacker
<worn across back> a dusty sizeable leather backpack
<worn on arms> a pair of inky-black leather sleeves
<worn around wrist> a humming molded, root-powder stick
<worn around wrist> a humming molded, root-powder stick
<worn on hands> a dusty pair of inky-black leather gloves
<primary hand> a longsword of red flames
<worn around body> a dusty hooded, sandy-brown reinforced sandcloth duster
<worn on legs> a bloodied pair of inky-black leather leggings
<worn on right ankle> a humming polished bone anklet
<worn on left ankle> a humming polished bone anklet
<worn on feet> a dusty pair of grey hide boots
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-South of here is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-181mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice crackling as if the flames were made of obsidian, and shattering, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Yes. I have forseen the fervor with which you will serve, and it pleases ME."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice says, in sirihish:
"Danger and death await you in the north. Stay within the Vrun, as I have forseen, and you will bring terror for long after I come to claim you, and teach you the true ways, after that one
year of service."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Curling his fingers up and glancing eastwards with his one eye, you exclaim, in
sirihish:
"They come!"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-mount
You're already riding a red-plated kank.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You say, in sirihish:
"Is it the right time for that puppet Templar suffer?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-change hands
You hold your longsword of red flames.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-q sul
Flames erupt in response to your summons.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro wilith un suk-krath sul'.
Ok.
A bright light flashes between your hands, revealing a small seed of blue fire.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-156mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
An aura of white light surrounds someone as it begins casting its magick.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-166mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Someone utters the incantation, 'sul un nilaz dreth chran'.
A tiny grey stone folds in upon itself in someone's hands.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-166mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap holds his
hand up, chuckling darkly eastwards.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
As an ash-colored, hulking braxat rises from the ground, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Let them come."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the south is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the west is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the north are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Opening your hand, you release a small seed of blue fire which quickly floats
east.
With a hiss, a small seed of blue fire begins to glow a little brighter.
A loud roar and a flash of orange light suddenly come from the east.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap raises your
longsword of red flames and flames swirl around it, darkening the air nearby with black smokes.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A red-plated kank leisurely waves its antennae about.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l e
To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
A human soldier of Tektolnes walks along here.
The auburn-haired trim templar is standing here.
The well-groomed, wavy-haired man is standing here.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-i
You are carrying:
397 obsidian pieces
a dull black gem
a soapstone figurine
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap lands a hard
sword blow on your dull black gem at his hand, shattering it.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap lands a hard
sword blow on your dull black gem at his hand, shattering it into pieces.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Ok.
You discard your dull black gem.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Very far to the east: the auburn-haired trim templar walks north.
Very far to the east: a human Allanaki soldier walks north.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap readies your
soapstone figurine in his hand, staring eastwards through a tulle of dark fire before his only eye.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-To the east is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-South of here is Rocky Wasteland.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Black obsidian has hardened into a large deposit in the sands here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-West of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-North of here are Crescent Dunes.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
Nothing.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'threl suk-krath inrof un sul'.
Ok.
You feel in tune with the elements.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-151mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-l
A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
A voice asks, in sirihish:
"In the deep canyons to the west, there is an ancient place of battle. A crater, you know of it?"
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Nodding slowly, you say, in sirihish:
"I do."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Voice rumbling forth, causing your bones to vibrate, a voice says, in sirihish:
"Go there. One of my other minions began to make camp there. There is an old, wrecked gate. Go, claim it as your own, use it as your
stronghold."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The late, red sun descends toward the western horizon.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
Turning a red-plated kank west on the road slowly, you say, in sirihish:
"As you command."
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-
The male wearing a humming shimmering dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
rides west on the road slowly, leaving a trail of black smoke behind.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-A Rock-lined Road [NESW]
A small road of sorts runs from east to west here, a narrow greyish line
separating the endless dune-filled landscape to the north from the dull and
barren wastelands to the south. Small rocks mark the northern border of the
road, apparently cleared from the path. The crimson sun beats down upon the
dusty road, causing the rocks to shimmer slightly in the intense heat.
A bloodied large pile of insectoid organs has been gathered here.
<128hp-121mv-118stun-176mana riding: a red-plated kank walking standing>-East of here is a Rock-lined Road.
[Very far]
Nothing.
[Far]
Nothing.
[Near]
An ash-colored, hulking braxat, its form mostly obscured by shadow, looms here.
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Moments later, in the depts of canyons of waste
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<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-eq
You are using:
<worn on head> a dusty thick black chitin skullcap
<worn on face> a humming shimmering dusty thin, white-sandcloth facewrap
<worn about throat> a humming shimmering dusty turquoise guitar charm
<slung across back> a dusty stone-headed glasshacker
<worn across back> a dusty sizeable leather backpack
<worn on torso> a bloodied inky-black leather vest
<worn on arms> a pair of inky-black leather sleeves
<worn around wrist> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn around wrist> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on hands> a dusty pair of inky-black leather gloves
<secondary hand> a shimmering bloodied longsword of red flames
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left finger> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right pinky> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left pinky> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on right thumb> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn on left thumb> a humming shimmering molded, root-powder stick
<worn around body> a dusty hooded, sandy-brown reinforced sandcloth duster
<worn about waist> a leather waterbelt
<worn on legs> a bloodied pair of inky-black leather leggings
<worn on right ankle> a humming shimmering dusty polished bone anklet
<worn on left ankle> a humming shimmering dusty polished bone anklet
<worn on feet> a dusty pair of grey hide boots
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-
Flames growing wild and darkening around his form, you say, in sirihish:
"I can feel its power already.."
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-q sul
Calling upon The Dragon's Will, you channel purifying black flame.
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-
You utter the incantation, 'hekro wilith un suk-krath sul'.
Ok.
A bright light flashes between your hands, revealing a shimmering small seed of blue fire.
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-skill
Magickal spells
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detect invisible [wek ] detect magick [mon ]
fireball [mon ] rain of fire [mon ]
ball of light [mon ] dispel magick [mon ]
flamestrike [mon ] gate [mon ]
demonfire [mon ] empower [mon ]
glyph [mon ] mount [mon ]
pyrotechnics [mon ] tongues [mon ]
firebreather [mon ] parch [mon ]
fire jambiya [mon ] identify [mon ]
wall of fire [mon ] fire armor [mon ]
fire seed [mon ] immolate [mon ]
(detect invisible gifted
<128hp-121mv-100stun-176mana riding: none walking standing>-l me
Burning, thin lines of blood red flame arc up from the crown of this
aging man's head. He is thin-featured, almost lipless, with cheekbones that
seem closer to a razor's edge than anything human. His left eye is a pale,
murky blue while his right is a burning cinder of roiling energy that
constantly trails black smoke. Deep, long scars crisscross his left cheek,
likely inflicted with some small slashing weapon. His nose is small and
straight, marked with specks of bright red embers that glow akin to his
right eye. The skin of this short human is dark and dusky, though flecked
with tiny, brilliantly glowing red specks. His form is well shaped and
athletic looking, packed with tight muscle which sits in harmony with his
well shaped bone structure. Tendrils of black smoke constantly rise
from his fingernails, which appear to each be painted with an individual
screaming skull.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap is in excellent condition.
Crackling flames surround his form, dancing brightly.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's shimmering eyes glow dimly green.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's head has violently active white swirls around the top.
The male wearing a dusty thin, grey-sandcloth facewrap's mouth glows with a silvery aura.
(Last 2 lines in main desc, only seen through Detect Magick)
