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A black marble pedestal has been knocked over, cracking the bowl that once rested upon it. The Inner Gate of Spinesreach looms high overhead here. A Syssin Inquisitor waits nearby, blending in with his surroundings. Hands folded in the sleeves of his dark, voluminous robes, a cabalist stands ready to guard his city. Quiet and unmoving as stone, a lupine Atabahi stands guard here. A veranda has been constructed here, providing welcome shade to those in need of it. A conscripted Spirean soldier coldly scans the area for threats. A shattered violet eld lies on the ground, the air around it still. A Sciomancer of the Spires stands here, his hands resting on a black voidstaff. A wooden chest is here, carved to mimic the Spires of Spinesreach. A division of Spirean military police loiters here, surveiling the city streets. Heavy barricades of stone and wood have been constructed here, flying the flag of the Republic of Spinesreach. A sign of protest has been nailed into the ground here, displaying its message for all to see. An obsidian eye sigil is here. A bin of glossy obsidian is here, serpentine figures encircling it protectively. Dark fur stretched tightly over sinewy muscles, this giant wolf snarls at those who walk too close. Eugenides is here. Aren is here, shrouded. Ishin is here, hidden. He wields a sinister dirk of black and gold in his left hand and a spiked kite shield in his right. Faerah is here, hidden. She wields an iron-tipped whip in her left hand and a jewel-encrusted buckler in her right. Olethea is here, hidden. She wields a lit dark cigar in her right hand. Hanging in the air are the following words, "Absolutely no PDA at the Inner Gates."
You see exits leading north, southeast, and down.
(Spinesreach): Teani says, "Um, does anyone know what PDA stands for?"
(Spinesreach): Canasius says, "Potential deadly animal?"
(Spinesreach): You say, "Partially Dissected Anatomy?"
(Spinesreach): Cailas says, "Professional Dandy's Alliance?"
(Spinesreach): You say, "Parker's Deadly Army!"
(Spinesreach): Pypo says, "Personal desk assistant, I believe someone who sits around doing their nails, listening to people complain."
(Spinesreach): Olethea says, "Perpetually Dreading Analysis."
(Spinesreach): You say, "Popped Device for Antagonism. Lesser. Nuunva."
(Spinesreach): You say, "Potential Death Approaching - join the battle!"
(Spinesreach): Teani says, "Well, apparently it should not exist at the Inner Gates."
(Spinesreach): Teani says, "According to... whomever wrote these words."
You shout, "I picked no noses."
A sharp clash of violent red energy streaks into the air, molding together to create the form of Keroc.
Keroc falls over dramatically.
Keroc says, "Kept me waiting for days."
Raising your hand in greeting, you say "Hi!"
Keroc says, "Now let's see, what do we have for prizes here..."
Keroc says, "You can have one these..."
Keroc gives a round flashbang to you.
You sniff a round flashbang, trying to decipher just what that smell emanating from it is.
Keroc gives a rainbow bomb to you.
Keroc says, "One of those."
You emit a sudden and excited, "Ooh!"
Keroc gives a slow bomb to you.
Keroc says, "And one of those."
Slooooowly, you say, "Ooooooh."
Keroc says, "And because I feel generous."
Keroc gives a cryptic chest to you.
"Wow!" you exclaim in surprise.
Keroc says, "One of those."
You give Keroc a tight hug.
You say, "You're my favorite person now."
You say, "Can I open it?"
You bounce up and down with hyper excitement.
Keroc says, "I was always your favourite, don't play coy."
Keroc says, "Sure!"
You open a cryptic chest.
A brilliant flash of light appears from within a cryptic chest!
Thick bands of dark black steel bind the boards of this solid ebony chest into place, the rivets sealing the metal to the wood emblazoned with runic symbols that are the mirror image of those on the polished metal hinges. A simple warded lock on the front of the chest glimmers with a faint light that radiates from within.
It has 0 months of usefulness left.
It will decay regardless of where it's stored.
It is strangely weightless.
A cryptic chest is holding:
"gold60766" a stack of 6 gold bars
"leather66123" a stack of 6 strips of leather
"gold66750" a stack of 6 gold bars
"gold67387" a stack of 6 gold bars
"grimstim71059" a grimstim pill
"chalice76518" a silver chalice
It is holding 6 objects.
You say, "Perfect for great hunt."
You swing your arm up and high-five Keroc enthusiastically.
You throw up your hands and cheer wildly for a battered iron cup!
You say, "..."
You say, "Wrong chalice."
Keroc says, "I was about to say, our prizes have changed a bit..."
You say, "It's the Spirean version."
Keroc's eyes sparkle with amusement.
(Carnifex): You say, "Project 1473 updated. Let me know if I've missed any souls you are due."
Neron tells you, "((Think theres a typo above my name. Who's Nerdon :P))"
You tell Neron, "Postulant. Your name has been reassigned as part of Carnifex training protocol. You are now to be known as Nerdon. Please commence namechange."
Neron tells you, "((Ser Nerdon, the Nerd))"
i am rapture coder
(The Crafting Guild of Sapience): Aarbrok says, "Sometimes I just wanna make Aarbrok into some sort of walking minstrel, sexchange and go full diva Mariah Carey. Because basically, being a fucking icon...is kind of secretly a gay mans dream."
http://nogfx.org/logs/1809
Piper has transferred ownership of design #5477 to the Carnifex.
(Spirean Hunters): You say, "Lol why do the carnis get the bacon-scented candle."
(Spirean Hunters): Akaryuterra says, "Because they are Carni-vorous."
You tell Lyl, "Sure."
Lyl tells you, "He has tried to kill Ingram, enemied for effort - wham. But who hasn't tried that crime, here and there, from time to time."
Lyl tells you, "So, to make this short and sweet, can that charge be null and beat? Mayhaps a ten thousand fine and an alcohol-filled stein?"
You tell Lyl, "Who are we talking about?"
Lyl tells you, "Ah, the name, of course, is Haven. He is neither dumb nor craven, he has joined our side. To ally him please decide!"
You tell Lyl, "I'd consider it, I would, I swear, except raid he did, from here to there."
You tell Lyl, "More than a simply sorry we need, he'll need to ask, and be sure to say please."
Lyl tells you, "How many Ingram's corpses could he have possibly freed? Ingram is fast, and can certainly flee."
You tell Lyl, "The Warden, he has a scheme, though... Lock Haven Locke up...and then he'll be good to go!"
Lyl tells you, "You know what? That sounds good, I'll set this up, you know I would. A Warden, check, and, as we talk, I'll capture him with garrotelock."
You tell Lyl, "Jensen will want the kill himself, he's a greedy fat Yeleni elf."
Lyl tells you, "No one likes Yeleni, or their bliss. But Jensen can duel me for this."
You tell Lyl, "Your request I'll send on to Jensen, though I must reiterate it's up to him. He may insist the Locke be locked, in cell or gallows or city stocks."
Lyl tells you, "But truly, he is way too fat. I doubt he'll even take the bet. Do let me know what he thinks, and I shall send you thank-you drinks."
You tell Lyl, "I'm a Spirean, woman, the drinks are on me! And, Pit, let's have them, regardless of what the other two decree."
Lyl tells you, "Agreed! Either way, someone will get locked. And Spirean liquor can never be knocked."
the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
Volka tells you, "Unicornsing -donkeys=."
I'd give context but there absolutely was none. That was the only tell she sent.
Phendegwen has removed you as aide to the office of the Lord Protector.
Message #17059 Sent By: Oleis Received On: 1/03/2014/17:24
"If it makes you feel better, just checking your artifact list threatens to crash my mudlet."
Eleanor nods again. "She's got style, that buffalo burger she won with was something really special."
Felix, the Gourmand waggles his mustache gleefully. "And if there's one thing she knows how to work, it's a tongue!"
*shakefist Felix*
You tell Serrice, "(( /me shudder."
the way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
open hand or closed fist would be fine
blood as rare and sweet as cherry wine
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You tell Sarita, "(( wtf ))"
Sarita tells you, "(Cat on keyboard.)"
(Web): You say, "It's red again RL. I darkened it a bit to a very dark brown red, but it's faded."
(Web): Yettave says, "Dp red."
(Web): You say, "..."
(Web): Yettave says, "Dr pepper."
(Web): You say, "Ahhh lol."
(Web): Yettave says, "Lol."
(Web): Yettave says, "Figured i had to clarify."
(Web): You say, "Dp uhh."
(Web): You say, "Dr pepper isn't the first thing I think of when I hear dp."
(Web): Yettave says, "Was going to have you ponder on that for awhile."
Iosyne warps out of perception, Her monstrous form separating into inky threads of shadow which slither away in different directions.
You see the following people here:
A cloaked figure (Riluo), Moirean, Ezalor, Mazzion, Mazzion, Ezalor
You say, in Imp, "Bye!"
Placing a bone stepladder on the ground, you quickly scramble up it - upon reaching the top, a cloud of smoke erupts and you find yourself, for once, taller than everyone.
(Web): Ezalor says, "Lol."
(Web): Ezalor says, "Not a single person walked out of that room."
(Web): Ezalor says, "We all winsged."
(Web): Ezalor says, "#Iosyneartiwhores."