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Profion says 'imma go 1 shot someone'
POV: Jalapeno Del Spicy Anussio
Log Rating: 3.1666
I bet I can get him to wield the staff Ilya: There\'s no way you\'ll get him to wield that fucking staff staff Me: Challenge accepted *skype* me: come on tim, get the lore...get the lore, fuck why won\'t you get the lore, fucking lore the staff, fUCK BITE TIM BITE, LORE THE STAFF, YES HE LORED THE STAFF FUCK YES
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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You pull out a chair and sit down.
You can't help but overhear the conversation at the neighboring table.
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You are carrying:
a scroll of legend lore
a thin blue ring
a twisted black mithril staff..it hums softly
a small wooden chest
a vibrant volatile crimson potion
a crimson dust covered chest
a magnificent glass rod..it glows dimly
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [5]
the Queen's crown
a scribed scroll
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The waitress returns, hands the mayor some paper and says 'I couldn't find a pen, I assume some customer forgot to return it.'
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drop scribed
You drop a scribed scroll.
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drop staff
You drop a twisted black mithril staff.
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drop lore
You drop a scroll of legend lore.
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You are carrying:
a thin blue ring
a small wooden chest
a vibrant volatile crimson potion
a crimson dust covered chest
a magnificent glass rod..it glows dimly
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [5]
the Queen's crown
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Sahib leaves north.
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exa chest
The chest has some marks and deep scratches in it. (80%)
chest (carried) :
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [8]
a strip of birchbark
a milky potion of see invisible [7]
a brewed potion [6]
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Lady Ilys says 'Probably was one of those pesky ravens. They always seem to find everything shiny.'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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You see nothing special about him.
<RISE> Profion the adult male gnome is in an excellent condition (invisible).
Chieftain of Rise.
Profion is using:
<used as light> a multi-faceted crystal eye..it glows dimly
<worn around neck> a lunar pendant
<worn around neck> an amulet of the astral plane..it glows dimly
<worn on head> the Queen's crown
<worn on feet> boots of the elven magi
<slung over shoulder> an elongated squid head quiver
<worn as shield> a mirror shield
<worn about body> a withered scarlet robe of Lunitari
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#10 seconds till TICK
Mayor Merrick says 'True, those ravens are becoming a problem. That vallenwood tree in the park has become a breeding nightmare.'
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You are carrying:
a thin blue ring
a small wooden chest
a vibrant volatile crimson potion
a crimson dust covered chest
a magnificent glass rod..it glows dimly
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [5]
the Queen's crown
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#TICK
Profion looks at you.
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exa chest
The chest has some marks and deep scratches in it. (80%)
chest (carried) :
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [8]
a strip of birchbark
a milky potion of see invisible [7]
a brewed potion [6]
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Profion panics and runs around the room in a circle, obviously raving mad.
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The bonds of magic fall away.
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Sahib arrives from the north.
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Mayor Merrick continues 'Maybe we should hire some woodsmen to trap some of those birds.'
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Tika Waylan leaves north.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Your clanmate Quizz has left the game.
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Old man Farley says 'Blah, those ravens shouldn't be our concern. We need to be worrying about those goblins living in the sewers.'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Your clanmate Draven has left the game.
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Masoj tells you 'it dt's you when you wield it'
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Lady Ilys sips at her cup of tea.
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tell masoj i know
You tell Masoj 'i know'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Sahib leaves north.
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Looking north:
You see nothing special.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
A young elf is making a few coins by playing his harp for the locals.
A tall stone-faced barbarian stands guard over his lover.
A beautiful woman sits here, clasping a plain wooden staff.
A fat dwarf stands here picking small bits of food from his long black beard.
Tanis Half-Elven paces the room looking concerned.
Looking east:
You see nothing special.
A wizened old man sits at a corner table sipping at a cup of tea.
Looking south:
A flame flickers brightly in the fireplace.
Looking west:
You see nothing special.
Looking up:
You see nothing special.
Looking down:
You see nothing special.
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Masoj tells you 'ilya died a horrible death'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Now Farley, we have talked about this before, and we decided there are no goblins in the sewers.'
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Profion stands up and pushes his chair back under the table.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Profion utters some strange words.
You feel Profion magically searching through your equipment.
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Masoj tells you 'then... i think al did it too'
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conceal
You conceal your equipment from prying eyes.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Old man Farley interrupts 'Yea I know, and you said that the only things living there are spiders and rats. But you know that is bull crap, if you would get off your lazy ass and be a real mayor.'
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Sahib arrives from the north.
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Old man Farley yells 'Hey waitress, where is my drink!'
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sa have you seen that fuckin staff before?
You say 'have you seen that fuckin staff before?'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
*(flying) Profion Mite, Between the Darkness and the Light is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Tika Waylan arrives from the north.
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Profion utters some strange words.
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rofl
You roll on the floor in a fit of laughter.
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#10 seconds till TICK
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Now now Farley, don't get worked up there. I know you don't like goblins and neither do I, but there is nothing to worry about.'
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Tika Waylan leaves east.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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#TICK
The waitress tries to slip away unnoticed.
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Profion closes his spellbook with a content look on his face.
Profion pulls out a chair and sits down.
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Profion pumps his watering can and sprinkles water into his mouth.
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Profion pumps his watering can and sprinkles water into his mouth.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Mayor Merrick continues 'Those Seekers down in Haven have some guards that patrol the woods, and they would keep such foul beings away.'
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Profion stands up and pushes his chair back under the table.
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Shaddrach flies in from the east.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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You feel Torrijos magically searching through your equipment.
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Profion utters some strange words.
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Shaddrach tries to listen to Mayor Merrick Tinworth.
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Lady Ilys says 'Let's not talk about the Seekers. They might be okay people, but they don't worship the true gods. May Paladine enlighten them.'
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who shaddrach
Mortals
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Shaddrach the Male Minotaur
Total visible people : 1 Total people online : 56
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Profion utters some strange words.
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Sahib leaves east.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Old man Farley says 'Don't try to change the subject to religion. We all know the gods are gone, but those goblins are real. What is it going to take for you to realize they are a threat?'
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Shaddrach looks at Old man Farley.
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Profion utters some strange words.
You feel Profion magically searching through your equipment.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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eq
You are using:
<worn on finger> a crescent bladed ring
<worn on finger> the ring of the High Clerist
<worn around neck> a gazer's eye
<worn around neck> a medallion of the platinum dragon..it glows dimly..it hums softly
<worn on body> the plate of the Kingfisher
<worn on head> a magnificent griffon maned helm..it glows dimly
<worn on legs> some silver-fused steel legplates
<worn on feet> a pair of combat sollerets
<worn on hands> a pair of silver dragon scale gauntlets
<worn on arms> some brassards of silver dragonscale
<slung over shoulder> an elongated squid head quiver
<worn as shield> a golden pavaise
<worn about body> a white dragonwing cloak
<worn about waist> a girdle of green dragon vertebrae
<worn around right wrist> an emerald encrusted bracer..it glows dimly
<worn around left wrist> a palladium bracer etched with Habbakuk's sigil..it glows dimly
<used in primary hand> an old and tarnished lance
<held in secondary hand> a plain white handkerchief
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Shaddrach tries to listen to Old man Farley.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Just shut up about goblins, I will see if I can find some adventurers brave enough to rid the sewers of the 'Farley Gobs.'
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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i
You are carrying:
a thin blue ring
a small wooden chest
a vibrant volatile crimson potion
a crimson dust covered chest
a magnificent glass rod..it glows dimly
a glowing scroll of recall..it glows dimly [5]
the Queen's crown
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Profion utters some strange words.
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put all.recall girdle
You put a glowing scroll of recall in a girdle of green dragon vertebrae.
You put a glowing scroll of recall in a girdle of green dragon vertebrae.
You put a glowing scroll of recall in a girdle of green dragon vertebrae.
You put a glowing scroll of recall in a girdle of green dragon vertebrae.
You put a glowing scroll of recall in a girdle of green dragon vertebrae.
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Shaddrach tries to listen to Mayor Merrick Tinworth.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
(black aura) (flying) Shaddrach the Male Minotaur is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Shaddrach flies east.
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Lady Ilys says 'Speaking of the sewers, am I the only one worried that kids playing in the park have access to the sewers by way of the well house?'
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Sahib arrives from the east.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Profion utters some strange words.
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Profion utters some strange words.
You feel Profion magically searching through your equipment.
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> #10 seconds till TICK
Lady Ilys continues 'I hear it has fallen into an awful state, and needs a lot of repairs. If I had grand kids, I know I would be worried about them playing there.'
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Profion pulls out a chair and sits down.
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Mayor Merrick says 'So Ilys who is this mystery visitor you are expecting?'
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> #TICK
l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Sahib leaves north.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Lady Ilys says 'Oh, he isn't a mystery, he is an old friend of my family. He is a member of the Knighthood of Solamnia.'
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Profion closes his spellbook with a content look on his face.
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Sahib arrives from the north.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Old man Farley says 'Just what we need, another self-righteous idiot walking around, looking down his nose at us common folk. I have no use for damn knights.'
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A crooked staff of black mithril lies here...it hums softly
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
Sahib, captain of the Solace peacekeepers patrols the area.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Sahib leaves east.
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Mayor Merrick snarls 'Watch your mouth, Farley!'
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get staff
get lore
give staff profion
give lore profion
You get a twisted black mithril staff.
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> You get a scroll of legend lore.
You give a twisted black mithril staff to Profion.
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You give a scroll of legend lore to Profion.
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Lady Ilys says 'I think Farley has had one drink too many.'
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You feel Torrijos magically searching through your equipment.
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Profion drops a scroll of legend lore.
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The waitress returns to see if anything else is needed.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Speaking of drinks, I could use another. Would you like anything?'
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#10 seconds till TICK
#Now on string {^Profion is dead} will be executed {get all profion} @ {5}
Masoj tells you 'come theobald and drop it front of this torrijos guy'
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Lady Ilys says 'I could use another cup of tea, and maybe a bowl of potatoes if Farley will quit tossing them into the fire.'
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#TICK
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A scribed scroll lies here discarded.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Lady Ilys looks at old man Farley with a disgusted look.
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Your hands tingle as a feeling of goodness fills you.
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get scribed
You get a scribed scroll.
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rec scribed
You stop using a plain white handkerchief.
You grab a scribed scroll.
You recite a scribed scroll which dissolves.
You feel stronger.
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As the waitress heads to the kitchen, Lady Ilys says 'She is such a sweet young girl.'
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hold handkerchief
You grab a plain white handkerchief.
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A waitress brings a fresh bowl of spicy potatoes and sets it on the table.
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Mayor Merrick Tinworth asks the waitress a question, to which the waitress says, 'I will be right back.'
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Tika Waylan arrives from the north.
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eq
You are using:
<worn on finger> a crescent bladed ring
<worn on finger> the ring of the High Clerist
<worn around neck> a gazer's eye
<worn around neck> a medallion of the platinum dragon..it glows dimly..it hums softly
<worn on body> the plate of the Kingfisher
<worn on head> a magnificent griffon maned helm..it glows dimly
<worn on legs> some silver-fused steel legplates
<worn on feet> a pair of combat sollerets
<worn on hands> a pair of silver dragon scale gauntlets
<worn on arms> some brassards of silver dragonscale
<slung over shoulder> an elongated squid head quiver
<worn as shield> a golden pavaise
<worn about body> a white dragonwing cloak
<worn about waist> a girdle of green dragon vertebrae
<worn around right wrist> an emerald encrusted bracer..it glows dimly
<worn around left wrist> a palladium bracer etched with Habbakuk's sigil..it glows dimly
<used in primary hand> an old and tarnished lance
<held in secondary hand> a plain white handkerchief
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who
Mortals
-------
<Myth> Az the Male Kender
<BSP> Drussian
Mune the Female Silvanesti
<HOWC> Bunsen Burner, Experimental Wyldfire
Cade the Male Half Elf
Rahm the Male Minotaur
Lady Raestlana, High Voltage Damsel of Distress
<HOWC> Staerfeldt Henrick, Druid of Lost Regard
<HOWC> Bertoxulous the Plaguebringer
<HOWC> Temujin the Male Half Elf
Stahl the Male Human
<KoS> Thogina the Female Minotaur
<Maza> Clem Chowda, Maza Fleur de la Mer
<RISE> Profion Mite, Between the Darkness and the Light
<HOWC> Minow the Male Minotaur
<HOWC> Sir Francis Drayke, the Golden Knight
Cephalus the Male Qualinesti
Zirlan the Male Gully Dwarf
<BSP> Jalapeno Pepper, Ring of Fire
<GoM> Alone is a Grumpy Old Man
Yangyeovil the Male Hill Dwarf
<KoS> Guerra, Solamnic Art of War
Kepy the Male Hylar Dwarf
Ric the Male Hylar Dwarf
<HOWC> Ighinow the Male Hill Dwarf
Viv the Female Silvanesti
Astato the Female Human
<STH> Ndamukong the Beast
Feralis the Male Gnome
<BSP> Zodie, Soldier of the Jorquins
Bohaded, Old Man from the Past
<GoM> Mischelln the Female Minotaur
<FAME> Meh Poxleaf
Fifo the Male Gnome
Jaitari the Male Silvanesti
Marstan the Male Silvanesti
Sorum the Male Hill Dwarf
<RISE> Torrijos the Male Human
<NoN> Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
<STH> Stikit Stabit
<Maza> Jargone, Clan Maza
Lord Lashric, The Passive
Rheumatoid the Male Qualinesti
<Myth> Shaddai the Female Kender
<FAME> Neyman the Male Human
Stayrk the Male Human
<BSP> Mylan, Deals in Absolutes
Scarlett the Female Kagonesti
Shaddrach the Male Minotaur
<HOWC> Khente the Male Human
<KoS> Fyrr the Female Qualinesti
<STH> Leithiandir the Male Half Elf
<BSP> Masoj, Making Jorquin a Sandwich
Grimnir
Lugar the Male Qualinesti
Haohmaru the Male Theiwar Dwarf
Zolo the Male Human
Rabb the Male Qualinesti
Total visible people : 58 Total people online : 58
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rem bracer
You slide an emerald encrusted bracer off your wrist.
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> rem bracer
The waitress excuses herself and heads to the kitchen.
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You stop using a palladium bracer etched with Habbakuk's sigil.
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wear bracer
wear bracer
The bracer latches firmly around your wrist.
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You slide an emerald encrusted bracer onto your wrist.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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eq
You are using:
<worn on finger> a crescent bladed ring
<worn on finger> the ring of the High Clerist
<worn around neck> a gazer's eye
<worn around neck> a medallion of the platinum dragon..it glows dimly..it hums softly
<worn on body> the plate of the Kingfisher
<worn on head> a magnificent griffon maned helm..it glows dimly
<worn on legs> some silver-fused steel legplates
<worn on feet> a pair of combat sollerets
<worn on hands> a pair of silver dragon scale gauntlets
<worn on arms> some brassards of silver dragonscale
<slung over shoulder> an elongated squid head quiver
<worn as shield> a golden pavaise
<worn about body> a white dragonwing cloak
<worn about waist> a girdle of green dragon vertebrae
<worn around right wrist> a palladium bracer etched with Habbakuk's sigil..it glows dimly
<worn around left wrist> an emerald encrusted bracer..it glows dimly
<used in primary hand> an old and tarnished lance
<held in secondary hand> a plain white handkerchief
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As she is leaving, old man Farley yells, 'Bring me a fresh bottle.'
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Tika Waylan leaves north.
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#10 seconds till TICK
st
c 'sum mou'
You stand up, and at the last second remember to push your chair back
under the table.
711H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> You utter the words, 'summon mount'
Spicyhole the bronze dragon starts following you.
Your god sends you Spicyhole the bronze dragon to fight by your side.
Your god sends you Spicyhole the bronze dragon to fight by your side.
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r
You pull out a chair and sit down.
You can't help but overhear the conversation at the neighboring table.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Lady Ilys says 'Here in the next day or so I am expecting a visitor from Vingaard. Would you and your wife like to have dinner with us Merrick?'
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train dragon
Spicyhole the bronze dragon has 19 rank points (0 unused)
Next rank progress: 88.58%
1. Blessing of Mishakal 1/1
2. Blessing of Kiri-Jolith 1/1
3. Blessing of Habbakuk 1/1
4. Evasive Maneuvers 3/3
5. Rending Claws 2/3
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#TICK
Mayor Merrick says 'I will be sure to ask my better half.'
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Your studies complete, you close your prayerbook with a smile.
Your clanmate Buford has left the game.
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Tika Waylan arrives from the north.
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The waitress returns, hands the mayor some paper and says 'I couldn't find a pen, I assume some customer forgot to return it.'
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Your clanmate Tenebrarum has entered the game.
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Lady Ilys says 'Probably was one of those pesky ravens. They always seem to find everything shiny.'
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Tika Waylan leaves north.
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Tika Waylan arrives from the north.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Mayor Merrick says 'True, those ravens are becoming a problem. That vallenwood tree in the park has become a breeding nightmare.'
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who
Mortals
-------
Shaddrach the Male Minotaur
Zirlan the Male Gully Dwarf
<HOWC> Khente the Male Human
<BSP> Drussian
Bohaded, Old Man from the Past
Astato the Female Human
<FAME> Meh Poxleaf
<KoS> Fyrr the Female Qualinesti
Fifo the Male Gnome
<Maza> Clem Chowda, Maza Fleur de la Mer
<RISE> Profion Mite, Between the Darkness and the Light
<Myth> Az the Male Kender
<HOWC> Sir Francis Drayke, the Golden Knight
Rheumatoid the Male Qualinesti
Sorum the Male Hill Dwarf
Zolo the Male Human
Rabb the Male Qualinesti
<HOWC> Bertoxulous the Plaguebringer
Marstan the Male Silvanesti
<KoS> Guerra, Solamnic Art of War
<NoN> Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
Stahl the Male Human
Grimnir
<FAME> Neyman the Male Human
<BSP> Tenebrarum the Male Goblin
Viv the Female Silvanesti
Tokyo the Male Goblin
<Myth> Shaddai the Female Kender
Jaitari the Male Silvanesti
<BSP> Zodie, Soldier of the Jorquins
Stayrk the Male Human
<STH> Leithiandir the Male Half Elf
Mune the Female Silvanesti
Cephalus the Male Qualinesti
<HOWC> Ighinow the Male Hill Dwarf
<BSP> Jalapeno Pepper, Ring of Fire
Kepy the Male Hylar Dwarf
<HOWC> Bunsen Burner, Experimental Wyldfire
<HOWC> Minow the Male Minotaur
Haohmaru the Male Theiwar Dwarf
<RISE> Torrijos the Male Human
<KoS> Thogina the Female Minotaur
Lord Lashric, The Passive
Scarlett the Female Kagonesti
Lugar the Male Qualinesti
Rahm the Male Minotaur
Feralis the Male Gnome
Ric the Male Hylar Dwarf
<BSP> Mylan, Deals in Absolutes
<GoM> Alone is a Grumpy Old Man
<STH> Stikit Stabit
<GoM> Mischelln the Female Minotaur
<Maza> Jargone, Clan Maza
<BSP> Masoj, Making Jorquin a Sandwich
Cade the Male Half Elf
<HOWC> Staerfeldt Henrick, Druid of Lost Regard
Lady Raestlana, High Voltage Damsel of Distress
Zarr, Saucy Knight of Takhisis
<STH> Ndamukong the Beast
<HOWC> Temujin the Male Half Elf
Total visible people : 60 Total people online : 60
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Mayor Merrick continues 'Maybe we should hire some woodsmen to trap some of those birds.'
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You are carrying:
You are carrying:
a thin blue ring
a small wooden chest
a vibrant volatile crimson potion
a crimson dust covered chest
a magnificent glass rod..it glows dimly
the Queen's crown
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Tenebrarum tells your clan 'any plans?'
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Tika Waylan leaves east.
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In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
An ancient scroll of great knowledge has been placed here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Old man Farley says 'Blah, those ravens shouldn't be our concern. We need to be worrying about those goblins living in the sewers.'
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get lore
You get a scroll of legend lore.
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sa fine gimme my staff back
You say 'fine gimme my staff back'
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#10 seconds till TICK
Lady Ilys sips at her cup of tea.
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Zodie tells your clan 'think we waiting for ilya'
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You feel Torrijos magically searching through your equipment.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Now Farley, we have talked about this before, and we decided there are no goblins in the sewers.'
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#TICK
Your clanmate Drussian has left the game.
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Old man Farley interrupts 'Yea I know, and you said that the only things living there are spiders and rats. But you know that is bull crap, if you would get off your lazy ass and be a real mayor.'
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Old man Farley yells 'Hey waitress, where is my drink!'
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Tenebrarum tells your clan 'not alot online at this time....'
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Mayor Merrick says 'Now now Farley, don't get worked up there. I know you don't like goblins and neither do I, but there is nothing to worry about.'
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The waitress tries to slip away unnoticed.
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Zodie tells your clan 'he needed 5min afk or os'
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Mayor Merrick continues 'Those Seekers down in Haven have some guards that patrol the woods, and they would keep such foul beings away.'
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Lady Ilys says 'Let's not talk about the Seekers. They might be okay people, but they don't worship the true gods. May Paladine enlighten them.'
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#10 seconds till TICK
Old man Farley says 'Don't try to change the subject to religion. We all know the gods are gone, but those goblins are real. What is it going to take for you to realize they are a threat?'
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#TICK
Mayor Merrick says 'Just shut up about goblins, I will see if I can find some adventurers brave enough to rid the sewers of the 'Farley Gobs.'
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Your clanmate Drussian has entered the game.
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Lady Ilys says 'Speaking of the sewers, am I the only one worried that kids playing in the park have access to the sewers by way of the well house?'
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Profion says '?'
Tika Waylan arrives from the east.
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Enochvey arrives from the east.
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Enochvey tries to listen to Tika Waylan.
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sa staff
You say 'staff'
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
(black aura) Enochvey the Male Hill Dwarf is standing around, waiting for a chair to become empty.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Profion says 'o i was afk'
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Enochvey looks at Mayor Merrick Tinworth.
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Jaitari yells 'anyone in solace have a remove curse?'
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sa you didn't want to lore
Lady Ilys continues 'I hear it has fallen into an awful state, and needs a lot of repairs. If I had grand kids, I know I would be worried about them playing there.'
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Profion says 'lemme see lore'
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You say 'you didn't want to lore'
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Enochvey tries to listen to Mayor Merrick Tinworth.
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Enochvey leaves north.
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give lore profion
You give a scroll of legend lore to Profion.
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You notice some movement in the room.
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Mylan flies east.
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Mylan flies in from the east.
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Mylan pulls out a chair and sits down.
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Mayor Merrick says 'So Ilys who is this mystery visitor you are expecting?'
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Profion releases his grasp on a multi-faceted crystal eye, and it dims significantly.
Profion grabs a scroll of legend lore.
Profion recites a scroll of legend lore.
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l
In Front of the Fireplace
The Inn of the Last Home is a cozy tavern, but here is where that
coziness is most felt. A bright blaze burns in the huge fireplace that
fills the wall to the south. The extra heat doesn't seem to bother the
people gathered around the largest table in the inn. They continue chatting
among themselves as the waitress delivers them a fresh bowl of spicy
potatoes and a new round of frosty bottles.
(black aura) (flying) Mylan, Deals in Absolutes is sitting at a table, sipping on a cup of tea.
A red-haired young lady is wiping down a table here.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is standing here, awaiting a rider.
You see Profion hiding in the shadows.
An almost bald, red faced gentleman sits at the end of the table, talking quite loud.
A plain yet refined looking lady is listening to the mayor's loud mouth.
An elderly man keeps flicking his potatoes at the fire.
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Mylan stands up and pushes his chair back under the table.
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Lady Ilys says 'Oh, he isn't a mystery, he is an old friend of my family. He is a member of the Knighthood of Solamnia.'
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Your clanmate Draven has entered the game.
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Profion says 'o dear'
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Old man Farley says 'Just what we need, another self-righteous idiot walking around, looking down his nose at us common folk. I have no use for damn knights.'
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o dragon get all corpse
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rofl
You roll on the floor in a fit of laughter.
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sa isn't that insane
You say 'isn't that insane'
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#10 seconds till TICK
sa norent though
You say 'norent though'
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Mayor Merrick snarls 'Watch your mouth, Farley!'
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Tika Waylan leaves north.
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#TICK
Lady Ilys says 'I think Farley has had one drink too many.'
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Profion says 'imma go 1 shot someone'
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The waitress returns to see if anything else is needed.
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Profion cackles madly as he wields a twisted black mithril staff.
A look of surprise suddenly flashes across Profion's face.
get coins corpse
Profion is dead! R.I.P.
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What are you trying to get from?
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> You roll on the floor in a fit of laughter.
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The death cry of Profion echoes from somewhere nearby...
Profion sinks gently to the ground.
Torrijos stops following Profion.
Alias the mercury golem stops following Profion.
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o dragon get all corpse
Enochvey yells 'anyone know where the quest mob is to start the weapons upgrade qyest here?'
731H 128V 9677528X 36.06% 20C Exits:NE> Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a twisted black mithril staff from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a silver jeweled bracelet from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a silver bracelet from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a length of rope and pouch from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon is zapped by a withered scarlet robe of Lunitari and instantly drops it.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a mirror shield from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an elongated squid head quiver from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets boots of the elven magi from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a pair of baggy black pants from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets the Queen's crown from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets ancient armor of wizardry from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an amulet of the astral plane from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a lunar pendant from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a ring of the dweomer from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a ring of the dweomer from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a very large pile of coins from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a very large pile of coins from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a multi-faceted crystal eye from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets an entire loaf of bread from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a small gnomish device on a band from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a black bearskin bag from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Spicyhole the bronze dragon gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
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Profion arrives from the north.
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get robes
Profion gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a brewed potion from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a flask of green liquid from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a glowing scroll of recall from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a glowing scroll of recall from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a glowing scroll of recall from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a magical watering can from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a milky potion of see invisible from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a milky potion of see invisible from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a scribed scroll from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets a scroll of recall from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an empty potion bottle from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an empty potion bottle from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an empty potion bottle from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an empty potion bottle from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an empty potion bottle from the corpse of Profion.
Profion gets an imp skin pouch from the corpse of Profion.
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You don't see what you are looking for here.
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rofl
You roll on the floor in a fit of laughter.
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Mayor Merrick says 'Speaking of drinks, I could use another. Would you like anything?'
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Masoj flies in from the east.
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Masoj gets a withered scarlet robe of Lunitari.
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Masoj pulls out a chair and sits down.
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Profion says 'laugh'