///Christmas Party! ///Logged by PoPan ///December 25, 2004 ///Well its Christmas (eve/day depending on the country) and so they had ///a party. The great Judge of Padorn patrols her mighty area and comes ///upon this! Well.. alcohol is alcohol! > > It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a rabbit in ale, some beer skins, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, five venison steaks, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four giant's foots, four gnomish breads, four herbed white pizzas, four plate of chicken marengos, four slice of cheesecakes, a glass, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, three glass of cutthroats, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, four glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four heaven on earthes, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mindblasters, four mug of dwarven beers, four mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, four shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, two shot of whiskies, three small pink bags, three bluefin platters, three plate of seafood divans, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is standing defiantly by the fire, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is sitting by the fire, Thornwald rests comfortably near the fire and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). Roifur stomps in. Santa sings in xyllic: someone's grandma got on there.. Sivan grins evilly. Santa grins evilly. Thornwald says in xyllic: You've only missed one actual round, Sarp. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. You boggle at the concept. > Sivan looks up to you. Sivan looks at Roifur. Sarpadian grins. Kajira looks at you and Roifur. Calair: Yenul told me a message from Demaris for the Satais. Sivan chuckles softly. Calair: Demaris's words were: Bye all Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Uh, come to join the party? Sivan sings in xyllic: Koonies seeking enlightenment? Roifur: calair please tell the clerics bye demaris Calair: I asked Yenul to inform the Clerics. Thornwald says to Sivan in xyllic: Oh yeah, I know you warned me not to drink on the way to the beach . .. Thornwald says to Sivan in xyllic: But I did anyhow. Kajira grins wickedly. Thornwald winks. A great flame errupts from the pile. Sivan grins at Thornwald. You say in xyllic: lots of food. > Kajira grins at Sivan. Sivan sings to Thornwald in xyllic: I thought so. You look at the fire. A fire burning on a pile of wood. The fire is empty. > Thornwald shrugs. Santa laughs in xyllic: HO HO HO Sarpadian looks at Santa. Zestor gets a plate of chicken marengo. Sarpadian chuckles. Zestor eats a plate of chicken marengo. Thornwald says in xyllic: It's been years and years since I was at a real party. Santa sings in xyllic: it's a night for cheer! Roifur looks at Santa. Thornwald says in xyllic: What'd ya expect? Zestor nods impressedly. Thornwald smiles at Santa. Roifur ponders the situation. Kajira nods seriously to Santa. : Daelle: how do you get unfull so you can drink more? A fire burns to ashes. It gets darker. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: I'm Judge Roifur Redstone of Stone Mountains. Sivan sings in xyllic: Well, they might as well be welcome for now. Treaty's on the way after all. Zestor says in xyllic: thats a good one, that marengo. you should try it Kajira takes a good swallow of octli from her clay pot. Kajira grins joyfully. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira piles some wood. You look at Santa. Santa is a merry old male elf, presenting himself as: Santa, male elf. You notice scars on his left leg, right leg, nose, left arm, right arm, left hand, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. He is short and lean for an elf. He looks hideous. He is in good shape. He is alert. He is wearing an a red cap with white fur trim and a white bobble, a pair of sooty black boots, a pair of warm red pants with white fur trim, a warm red fur jacket with white fur trim, and a warm red shirt and an emerald ring. > Kajira lights a fire. It gets lighter. : Thornwald: pukeandrally isn't a command :( Santa looks at Roifur. Kajira grins at Sivan. Sivan sings in xyllic: And they're both judges. Might unoutlaw us. Sivan grins evilly. You grin. > Sarpadian grins. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are very alert. > You are smeared with black ink. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion, two vials and a walking on hot substances potion. > Kajira chuckles. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: none of you are outlaw in stone mountains You drop two vials into the backpack. > : Sivan: *cackles* Roifur smiles. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a rabbit in ale, some beer skins, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, five venison steaks, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four giant's foots, four gnomish breads, four herbed white pizzas, four slice of cheesecakes, a glass, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, three glass of cutthroats, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, four glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four heaven on earthes, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mindblasters, four mug of dwarven beers, four mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, four shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, two shot of whiskies, three small pink bags, three bluefin platters, three plate of chicken marengos, three plate of seafood divans, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is standing defiantly by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is sitting by the fire, Thornwald rests comfortably near the fire and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Santa checks his nice list. Kajira sings in xyllic: Mmm.. perfec--- ack. Sarpadian grins. Kajira laughs at Sarpadian. Santa looks at Roifur. Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Sarpadian takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sarpadian grins joyfully. Zestor grins at Sarpadian. Santa sings in xyllic: relax Sivan goes ack! Thornwald laughs. Sivan looks up to Sarpadian. Zestor asks Sarpadian in xyllic: thirsty eh? Santa offers a wooden herbpipe to Roifur. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: Chilll there. Sivan sings in xyllic: He's going to die. Sarpadian chuckles. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: bah! Thornwald grins broadly at Sarpadian. You say to Roifur in xyllic: you are so lucky. > Kajira grins at Santa. Sivan sings in xyllic: Herbpipe... Sivan nods seriously. Sarpadian throws a pot at Kajira. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Ooh, Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Kajira sings to Roifur in xyllic: That'll relax you It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a rabbit in ale, some beer skins, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, five venison steaks, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four giant's foots, four gnomish breads, four herbed white pizzas, four slice of cheesecakes, a glass, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, three glass of cutthroats, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, four glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four heaven on earthes, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mindblasters, four mug of dwarven beers, four mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, four shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, two shot of whiskies, three small pink bags, three bluefin platters, three plate of chicken marengos, three plate of seafood divans, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is standing defiantly by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is sitting by the fire, Thornwald rests comfortably near the fire and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Roifur looks concentrated at the ground and seems to check something. Roifur starts to search. Thornwald says in xyllic: You newcomers, grab some sand and get comfortable. Thornwald smiles. Zestor says in xyllic: yes, and leaves! we need leaves! Daelle grumbles to Roifur in xyllic: Let me borrow that sometime. Sarpadian stumbles around. Kajira dodges out of the way and dives behind Sivan. Thornwald looks at the waterskin (5l). Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald gets a beer skin. Sivan grins at Kajira. Thornwald offers a beer skin to Roifur. You smile amusedly. > Thornwald says to Roifur in xyllic: Dwarven ale. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a rabbit in ale, some beer skins, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, five venison steaks, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four giant's foots, four gnomish breads, four herbed white pizzas, four slice of cheesecakes, a glass, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, three glass of cutthroats, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, four glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four heaven on earthes, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mindblasters, four mug of dwarven beers, four mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, four shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, two shot of whiskies, three small pink bags, three bluefin platters, three plate of chicken marengos, three plate of seafood divans, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is standing defiantly by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is sitting by the fire, Thornwald rests comfortably near the fire and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Thornwald smiles. Kajira peers over Sivan's shoulder at Sarpadian. Sarpadian drops an octli. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: Careful there! Roifur stops searching. Sarpadian grins. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald says to Roifur in xyllic: From our brewery at the bard's hut. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: careful where? Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: im trained in drinking! Sivan sings in xyllic: Hehe, yeah, we should be careful. Kajira peers at Sivan. Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair wildly. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Especially _you_. Sivan goes ack! Zestor takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Zestor grins joyfully. Kajira grins evilly. Santa sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: all out of steins Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: If you're on Santa's hit list. Sivan runs his fingers through his hair. Thornwald takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Thornwald grins joyfully. Kajira grins evilly. The fire flickers for a moment. Zestor gets a bluefin platter. You ask Santa in xyllic: has a hit list? > Sivan sighs slightly. Zestor eats a bluefin platter. Thornwald shrugs. Thornwald gets a giant's foot. Thornwald eats a giant's foot. Kajira sings to you in xyllic: Grandma's on there. Santa sings in xyllic: its beyond the evil as all hell list Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Santa has many lists this year. Kajira smiles slightly at Sivan. Sivan lunges at Kajira, tickling her wildly. You ask in xyllic: who is grandma? > The storm around Zestor vanishes. Kajira shrieks and tumbles back away from the fire. A great flame errupts from the pile. Santa sings in xyllic: ask the reindeer... Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Evil! Sivan grins at Kajira. Santa grins. Sivan laughs. Kajira bats Sivan's hands away, rolling away. Sarpadian shouts in xyllic: any more booze around here?! Kajira gasps in astonishment! Thornwald says in xyllic: Any more? Sivan sings in xyllic: Err, you blind? Sivan laughs. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: Uhh? Kajira laughs. Thornwald says in xyllic: Sarp, take a look at the ground man! Sarpadian looks at the octli. Sarpadian goes hmmmm. Sarpadian nods. You say to Sarpadian in xyllic: Ground? > Kajira asks Sarpadian in xyllic: Drinking early? More smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald gets a mindblaster. Kajira grins evilly. Santa looks at the sizable rosewood casket. Thornwald offers a mindblaster to Sarpadian. Thornwald gives a mindblaster to Sarpadian. Thornwald says in xyllic: Drink that. Sarpadian drinks from a mindblaster. Thornwald smiles knowingly. Sivan pokes Zestor in the ribs. Zestor asks Sivan in xyllic: uhm? Daelle drinks from a mindblaster. Roifur gets a mindblaster. Sivan laughs. Kajira laughs amusedly. Calair: Yenul told me a message from Morion for the Satais. Sarpadian grins. Santa sings in xyllic: can hold eighteen vials.. Zestor says to Sivan in xyllic: erm.. better dont do that later Sivan sings in xyllic: You're not drinking. Sarpadian drops a glass. Calair: Morion's words were: The mantras have been changed. Thornwald drops a beer skin. Roifur drinks from a mindblaster. Zestor says in xyllic: sure I am Santa sings in xyllic: or one dwarven chug Sivan grins evilly. The smoke makes you cough. Kajira laughs at Santa. Zestor drops an octli. You look at the mindblaster. It is a glass of clear brown liquid. > _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are sober. You are capable of carrying 79% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Zestor takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Zestor grins joyfully. Santa offers a sizable rosewood casket to Sarpadian. Santa gives a sizable rosewood casket to Sarpadian. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: who the hell is smoking.. 17 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Pan, female human Roifur, male dwarf Leila, female elf > Zestor says in xyllic: 2nd octli now Roifur grumbles in xyllic: that was good Zestor says in xyllic: or.. dwarven ale first? Daelle says to Santa in xyllic: I'll take it Zestor ponders the situation. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: It's a fiiire. Sarpadian looks at the sizable rosewood casket. You are no longer shown on the 'who' list. > Calair: Yenul told me a message from Troc for the Satais. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: what the hell is this.. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. > Calair: Troc's words were: Roifur, would you happen to have a spare tell gem? Oh, and congratulation on becoming a satai, nice to hear you on a mental link again. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: Can't have a bonefire beach party without a fire. Santa sings in xyllic: fill it with beer! Thornwald holds his large waterskin aloft. Sivan takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sivan grins joyfully. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Kajira laughs. Sarpadian pokes Kajira in the ribs. Sivan looks at the octli. Kajira rubs her ribs. Thornwald says in xyllic: Quality lager if anyone wants some. Kajira sings to Sarpadian in xyllic: Hey! Watch it! Sarpadian raises his eyebrow. Sivan looks into the pot of octli. Kajira asks Sivan in xyllic: Aren't you supposed to protect me? Sivan sings in xyllic: This doesn't run out... Kajira tickles Sarpadian wildly. Roifur: calair please tell the clerics sorry I only had line gems and gave them to tashala Calair: I asked Yenul to inform the Clerics. Kajira grins at Sivan. You get an octli. > Zestor gets a mug of dwarven beer. It doesn't seem to smell much. > Roifur gets a bluefin platter. Sivan sings to Kajira in xyllic: -Me- The smoke makes you cough. Thornwald gets a giant's foot. Zestor drinks from a mug of dwarven beer. Thornwald eats a giant's foot. Sivan sings to Kajira in xyllic: Ha! Sarpadian grins. Kajira laughs at Sivan. Roifur eats a bluefin platter. Sarpadian looks at the sizable rosewood casket. Santa gets a slice of cheesecake. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: That's what _you_ said! Zestor drops a glass. Daelle grumbles to you in xyllic: Go for it Santa eats a slice of cheesecake. You are too full to drink more. > You are smeared with black ink. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, an octli, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are sober. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Santa sings in xyllic: any eggnog? Daelle grumbles to you in xyllic: drink from the pot Kajira sings to Santa in xyllic: There you go. Live it up. Kajira sadly shakes her head. You are too full to drink more. > Thornwald gets a mindblaster. But there is no octli left anymore. > Thornwald offers a mindblaster to Santa. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. > Kajira asks in xyllic: Where do I get eggnog? A fire burns to ashes. It gets darker. Thornwald says in xyllic: This is our eggnog. Sivan sings to Thornwald in xyllic: Careful man. Sarpadian drops a sizable rosewood casket. Zestor gets a giant's foot. Kajira pouts. Sivan grins at Thornwald. Zestor eats a giant's foot. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Sarpadian gets a mindblaster. Thornwald gives a mindblaster to Santa. Thornwald smiles innocently. Sarpadian drinks from a mindblaster. Kajira piles some wood. Sivan sings to Thornwald in xyllic: You're going to die. Sivan grins mischievously. Kajira lights a fire. It gets lighter. But there is no octli left anymore. > Sarpadian drops a glass. Sarpadian grins. Kajira grins wickedly at Sivan. You get an octli. > But there is no octli left anymore. > Thornwald asks Sivan in xyllic: Eh? Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: now thats the stuff Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Cut throat. You and me. Stars pierce the darkness, and the moon shines through the crisp night air. Kajira gives Sivan a challenging look. Sivan peers at Kajira. Zestor gets a mug of dwarven stout. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. > Zestor drinks from a mug of dwarven stout. Santa drinks from a mindblaster. The smoke makes you cough. Daelle claps appreciatively. Roifur gets a bluefin platter. Sarpadian coughs. Roifur eats a bluefin platter. You get an octli. > Zestor drops a bottle. Daelle says to Santa in xyllic: There you go Roifur gets a venison steak. Kajira asks Sivan in xyllic: Unless you're "scared"? Roifur eats a venison steak. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. > You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. > Sivan peers at Kajira. Roifur gets a venison steak. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Even Santa outdrinks you. Roifur eats a venison steak. You get an octli. > Kajira winks at Santa. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. > Sivan sings in xyllic: Hrm. Daelle goes ack! Santa sings in xyllic: shall I drink til you're all on the nice list? Kajira takes a glass of cutthroat. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > A great flame errupts from the pile. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Pan, taking all our octli Zestor nods wildly to Santa. Thornwald grins. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a giant's foot, a rabbit in ale, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, four herbed white pizzas, four glasses, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, two glass of cutthroats, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, four glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four heaven on earthes, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of dwarven beers, three mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, four shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, two shot of whiskies, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three plate of chicken marengos, three plate of seafood divans, three slice of cheesecakes, three venison steaks, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is crouching to the side, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is sitting by the fire, Thornwald rests comfortably near the fire and Zestor is resting here. > Roifur gets a venison steak. Kajira laughs at Santa. Sivan laughs. Daelle nods wildly to Santa. Roifur eats a venison steak. Kajira sings to Santa in xyllic: It couldn't hurt, could it? Sivan looks at the glass of cutthroat. Kajira sings to Santa in xyllic: I think we even have enough to get Sivan on there. Sarpadian gets a giant's foot. Zestor slurs in xyllic: merry elf perfecd idea Sarpadian eats a giant's foot. You get a herbed white pizza. > Kajira grins wickedly at Sivan. The bread is crispy and delicious, and the cheeses have melted into a delightfully gooey topping which you gobble up eagerly. You eat a herbed white pizza. > Sivan grins evilly. Roifur gets a beer skin. Zestor hiccups. Sivan looks at Zestor. Kajira takes a rabbit in ale. Kajira eats a rabbit in ale. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan and dond dell me im nod drinkin Sivan laughs. Roifur drinks from a beer skin. Kajira laughs. Sivan sings in xyllic: Poor Huey. A great flame errupts from the pile. Roifur drops a beer skin. Sarpadian laughs. Thornwald grins at Zestor. Kajira nods seriously to Sivan. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I think Zestor had enough now Kajira laughs. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are tipsy. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > You grin. > Thornwald says in xyllic: A human without a tolerance . . Thornwald sniffs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah nod yed, nod yed.. Roifur smiles. Kajira sings in xyllic: Hell no. Live with the moment. Sivan sings to Kajira in xyllic: Ready? Roifur cheers. Kajira takes a plate of chicken marengo. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: we make him a dwarf yet Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Kajira eats a plate of chicken marengo. Kajira laughs. Kajira grins at Sivan. Sivan grins evilly. Sarpadian gets four shot of firewaters. Kajira asks Sivan in xyllic: The question is.. are _you_ ready? Sarpadian drinks from a shot of firewater. Kajira grins evilly at Sivan. Daelle gets a heaven on earth. Kajira looks at the heaven on earth. Daelle drinks from a heaven on earth. Zestor looks up to Sarpadian. Sarpadian looks at the heaven on earth. Sivan holds up a glass of cutthroat. The smoke makes you cough. Sarpadian grins. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Oooh. Cutthroat then heaven on earth. Sarpadian coughs. Sivan peers at the glass. Kajira takes a heaven on earth. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: hehe Kajira takes a heaven on earth. Kajira offers a heaven on earth to Sivan. Kajira gives a heaven on earth to Sivan. Sarpadian takes a heaven on earth. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Perfect choice. Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: You ready? Kajira asks Sivan in xyllic: Scared? Kajira twinkles her eyes wickedly at Sivan. The smoke makes you cough. Sivan growls slightly. Sivan sings in xyllic: No. Sivan sings in xyllic: Let's do this. Kajira grins at Sivan. Kajira sings in xyllic: Sarpa, count off? Daelle gets a beer skin. Kajira sings in xyllic: On three. Santa chuckles. Zestor hiccups. Daelle looks at the beer skin. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: ready? Daelle drops a beer skin. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: ONE Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: TWO Daelle gets a mug of dwarven stout. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: THREE! Sivan drinks from a glass of cutthroat. The fire flickers for a moment. Sivan falls unconscious. Kajira drinks from a glass of cutthroat. Kajira falls unconscious. You laugh. > Zestor laughs. Daelle grins. Sarpadian chuckles. Thornwald laughs. : Sivan: oh man ;) Thornwald says in xyllic: Wow. : Sivan: Sivan's a pussy ;) Thornwald gets a glass of cutthroat. Sivan wakes up. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I want what they had Thornwald looks at the glass of cutthroat. : Roifur: naturally : Kajira: *dies* Santa sings in xyllic: anyone touching her goes on the the naughty list! Sarpadian nods. Daelle gets a glass of cutthroat. : Roifur: be a dwarf : Roifur: I mean Kajira wakes up. Thornwald says in xyllic: If this drink is that fun . .. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sarpadian touches Kajira. Roifur cheers. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: My turn Sivan holds a hand to his head, lying back against the sand. Sarpadian twiddles his thumbs. Thornwald smiles for a moment, and nods his head, Kajira rolls around on the ground. Thornwald grins at Daelle. Kajira sings in xyllic: Ooouuuuch.. Daelle drinks from a glass of cutthroat. Santa sings in xyllic: wow Thornwald drinks from a glass of cutthroat. Daelle snaps his fingers. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan slurs in xyllic: bah... Thornwald falls unconscious. Kajira laughs. Sivan throws his head back and cackles! Sarpadian drops three shot of firewaters. Santa looks at the dagger. Santa looks at the black longsword. Santa looks at the sharp gray blade. Santa looks at the sharp gray blade. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: No falling uncon effect You grin. > Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I'll need another Sivan burps. The smoke makes you cough. Thornwald wakes up. Kajira laughs at Daelle. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: what is that... Thornwald laughs. Santa sings in xyllic: so I got violent gifts left over Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good shduff. Kajira sings in xyllic: Hahaha. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: give me one! Kajira sings to Sivan in xyllic: Hah! Sivan peers at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan you'.. ooohhhh Daelle says to Santa in xyllic: I want Kajira whistles appreciatively. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira i *hic*e up *hic*shd! Santa offers a sharp gray blade to Sarpadian. Santa gives a sharp gray blade to Sarpadian. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan slurs in xyllic: i woke up firshd Sarpadian looks at the sharp gray blade. A fire burns to ashes. It gets darker. Sarpadian goes hmmmm. Santa offers a sharp gray blade to Daelle. Santa gives a sharp gray blade to Daelle. Thornwald snickers. Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned fell unconshcious firshd! Zestor hiccups. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Sarpadian improves his sharp gray blade by his skills. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira piles some wood. Daelle looks at the sharp gray blade. Daelle hops around. Sivan slurs in xyllic: bud i woke up firshd! Sarpadian looks at the sharp gray blade. Kajira lights a fire. It gets lighter. Daelle hops around. Kajira giggles. Daelle hops around. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i *hic*! Kajira slurs in xyllic: i had do coax you! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, i'm gueshshing you damned didn'd pashs oud? Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: whats with this Kajira laughs. Daelle improves his sharp gray blade by his skills. Sivan laughs. Daelle hops around. Thornwald burps. Kajira drinks from a heaven on earth. Sarpadian puts a sharp gray blade into the backpack. Thornwald laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: mmmmm... Daelle looks at the sharp gray blade. Kajira falls unconscious. Thornwald puts a flaming dagger, a gray bloodcovered blade and a light frost-axe into the backpack. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: what are you drinking... You smile amusedly. > Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: give me some of that Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cudssroadsh. Sivan peers confusedly at Kajira. Kajira wakes up. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ughhh Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: im too full Sivan drinks from a heaven on earth. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Cutthroat. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ha! Thornwald comforts Sarpadian. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i drank id Zestor looks at the whisky. Zestor looks at the whisky. Zestor looks at the whisky. Zestor looks at the whisky. Zestor looks at the whisky. Sivan falls unconscious. Zestor gets a shot of whisky. Sarpadian chuckles. Zestor drinks from a shot of whisky. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Kajira makes a clumsy attempt to shove Sivan, but laughs instead. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan wakes up. Daelle throws his head back and cackles! Sivan slurs in xyllic: urgsh... Zestor burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda.. now ssish ish a pardy. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Are we having fun yet? : Thornwald: So does it say more about the characters, or the PLAYERS, that all the really hard drinks were the first ones gone :p Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan can'd drink! A great flame errupts from the pile. : Sivan: *laughs* Kajira giggles wildly. : Thornwald: Just wondering! :p : Sarpadian: lol : Kajira: lol : Sivan: the hard drinks always go first ;) : Daelle: doesn't say anything. Kajira burps. Kajira laughs at Sivan. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. : Thornwald: haha Oops, Kajira seems to have made a mistake. Sivan peers at Kajira. Kajira blushes deeply. Thornwald smiles. Sarpadian doubles over and pukes. The smoke makes you cough. Kajira tries to clumsily shove Sivan. Sarpadian goes hmmmm. Kajira slurs in xyllic: sharpa ewwww Sarpadian coughs. Daelle gets a glass of mushrum. Sarpadian pukes on Kajira. You say in xyllic: eww.. > Sivan goes ack! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: mushrum? Thornwald turns around and pushes the sand behind him into a gentle slope. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: ah sorry.. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ugh! Sivan laughs at Kajira. : Roifur: throw down the hard ones first and you dont feel the rest :) Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Like mushroom? Kajira jumps up to her feet. Zestor slurs in xyllic: sharpadian: go a bid *hic*ide pleashe Thornwald leans back and closes his eyes near the heat of the fire. Sarpadian attempts to clean kajira but just pukes again. Kajira slurs in xyllic: nashdy! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Or mushy rum? : Sivan: Hehe, yeah ;) Kajira slurs in xyllic: ocena dime.. Kajira growls. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Kajira sits down to rest a while. Sarpadian grins. Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kajira starts moving east. Kajira skips out east. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: sorry... It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, many bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, four glasses, four glass of Antarctica beers, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, three glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of dwarven beers, two mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, some mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, a shot glass, three shot of firewaters, four shot of rums, a shot of whisky, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three herbed white pizzas, three plate of seafood divans, three slice of cheesecakes, two plate of chicken marengos, two venison steaks, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is lying back on the sand, Thornwald is laying back against a slope of sand with his eyes closed and Zestor is resting here. > Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I think she went to puke Thornwald burps. : Sarpadian: ok wtf... i just puked but im still too full to drink more... wtf Daelle hiccups. : Sarpadian: damnit _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are somewhat tipsy. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > A great flame errupts from the pile. : Zestor: :) Kajira dances in. Kajira walks in dripping water. Sarpadian looks at Kajira. : Zestor: now we got the perfect miracle.. tell me IC :) Kajira squeezes her water out over Sivan. Sivan glances up at Kajira. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Sivan goes ack! Daelle grumbles to Santa in xyllic: help us with our too full problem. Sivan peers at Kajira. A great flame errupts from the pile. Daelle grumbles to you in xyllic: tha'ts it Kajira laughs. Sivan drunkenly lunges at Kajira's leg, grabbing it tightly. : Santa: hmm xmas miracles.. that owuld be m department wouldn't it.. : Sivan: *laughs* : Daelle: indeed You nod seriously to Daelle. > : Thornwald: make 'em all sober again :p Kajira clumsily falls down on the sand, toppling back with Sivan. The fire flickers for a moment. : Daelle: and thirsty as hell Zestor burps. Kajira makes a rake at Sivan's hand with her own. Thornwald opens his eyes and sits up...very slowly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: caaareful! : Sivan: Hehe, yeah Sivan hiccups. : Kajira: hehehe Sarpadian laughs. Kajira removes an emerald ring. Sivan tickles Kajira clumsily. Kajira puts an emerald ring into the backpack. Kajira wears a golden ring on her left finger. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira don'd dry ssad again! More smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who here ish nod *hic*urring? Thornwald giggles. Kajira slaps at Sivan's hand and tries to push him away. Kajira hiccups. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: is not what? Sivan glances at Thornwald confusedly. Thornwald points at Sarpadian. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: exacdly! Sivan peers at Sarpadian. Kajira slurs in xyllic: who whad when? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink more! Sivan peers at Daelle. You ask Thornwald in xyllic: what? > Santa chuckles. Kajira slurs in xyllic: huhhh? Sivan slurs in xyllic: sse dwarvesh! Kajira slurs in xyllic: drink! Santa looks at the simple linen bag. Santa looks at the simple linen bag. Santa looks at the simple linen bag. Santa looks at the simple linen bag. Santa looks at the simple linen bag. Santa looks at the small pink bag. Santa looks at the small pink bag. Santa looks at the small pink bag. Santa looks at the medium linen sling bag. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: you're *hic* shlurring! Sivan peers at Roifur. Kajira slurs in xyllic: dwarvesh nod even drinking! Kajira slurs in xyllic: pah! A fire burns to ashes. It gets darker. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: im not slurring Thornwald nods to Kajira. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: righd! Sivan slurs in xyllic: sse dwarvesh aren'd drinking!? Kajira clumsily tries to pile the wood. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: you damned shhould be, sharp! Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: they are just wanting us to all get drunk... Zestor hiccups. Kajira piles some wood. Sarpadian chuckles. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*ira don'd fall in Roifur analyses five rovennas and three blaxtracs. Kajira crawls over by the fire. Roifur puts five rovennas and three blaxtracs into the herbbag. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Am I lslurring? Thornwald laughs. Thornwald shakes his head. Santa gets a piece of coal from the 2. bag. You shake your head at Daelle. > Daelle snaps his fingers. Thornwald burps. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I need more Kajira lights a fire. It gets lighter. Thornwald nods to Daelle. Santa sings in xyllic: not partying gets you on the naughty list! Zestor nods seriously to Daelle. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: I just sobered up not long ago Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Kajira laughs. Daelle drinks from a glass of mushrum. Sivan laughs. Sivan hiccups. Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Daelle. Thornwald gives a devil's breath to Daelle. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: im too full to party! Roifur grumbles in xyllic: was wasted in the padorn inn for almost a month Thornwald grins at Daelle. Sivan excuses himself for his rude behaviour. Kajira laughs at Sivan. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sarpadian's body. Daelle drinks from a devil's breath. Daelle hiccups. Sivan peers at Kajira. More smoke rise from the fire. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned laughing ad me? Roifur grumbles in xyllic: was quite amazing Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, id'sh my durn for a *hic*ng. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: How bout now? Santa sings in xyllic: ok one thing I think all can agree on.. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. Kajira points at Sivan and laughs harder. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sarpadian's body. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: my durn, rasser! Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald! Thornwald laughs. Zestor is bleeding. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Thornwald turns towards Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira ssinksh shhe's *hic*ng funny Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Your turn for what? Zestor slurs in xyllic: sharpadian now you damned can drink again! Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Thornwald shakes his head. Sivan frowns. Zestor smiles proudly. Sarpadian grins. Thornwald points at Daelle. Kajira gives Sivan a brutal shove with her hand. Thornwald points to his guitar. Sarpadian drinks from a heaven on earth. Thornwald points at Daelle. Thornwald winks at Daelle. Daelle grumbles to Zestor in xyllic: Do that to me too You congratulate Sarpadian. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: hah shivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shing, *hic*lle! Sivan goes ack! Sarpadian drops a shot glass. Santa sings in xyllic: shall I go leave a hugepile of coal outside Old tilverton with a 'Dear Bhallies- take one yours, S.C' sign? With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Sivan grins at Santa. Stars pierce the darkness, and the moon shines through the crisp night air. Kajira laughs at Santa. Sarpadian grins. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Sarpadian gets three shot of firewaters. Sivan hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: shanda gread idea Kajira slurs in xyllic: daelle! sharpa! *hic*nk! Sarpadian drinks from three shot of firewaters. Sivan nods seriously. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle shhould shing! Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Kajira takes a mug of hellraiser. Thornwald hiccups. Sarpadian grins. Kajira drinks from a mug of hellraiser. Zestor is bleeding. Sarpadian hiccups. Sivan goes ack! Kajira hiccups. Kajira giggles wildly. Sarpadian drops a shot glass. Kajira falls unconscious. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*van dell daelle he *hic*ould shing. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: wow this is fun Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Sivan stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Sivan grabs Kajira's arm and pulls it up behind her back! Kajira stretches her legs and stands up gracefully. Sivan sits down to rest a while. Sivan grins. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Sing? Zestor slurs in xyllic: daelle shing! drink! Sarpadian chuckles. Thornwald nods wildly to Daelle. Zestor hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Drink or sking? Sarpadian gets some beer skins, four glass of Antarctica beers and three mug of dwarven beers. Sarpadian drinks from a mug of dwarven beer. Sarpadian drinks from a mug of dwarven beer. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*lle firshd drink ssen shing! Sarpadian drinks from a mug of dwarven beer. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shing! Sarpadian drinks from a glass of Antarctica beer. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of Antarctica beer. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of Antarctica beer. Santa sings in xyllic: skiing? Sarpadian drinks from a glass of Antarctica beer. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Thornwald chuckles. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Daelle nods to Santa. You boggle at the concept. > Sarpadian grins. Daelle wields a sharp gray blade in his right hand and left hand. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Daelle unwields a sharp gray blade. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'll shhow you damned Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Daelle wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Sarpadian drops some beer skins. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we like to be in crowds. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We like to do some dirty things, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and never settle down. Sarpadian drops some glasses and two shot glasses. Daelle drinks from a mug of dwarven stout. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the crowd of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: And all the people like us. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We haven't got many enemies, Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: woohoo! Thornwald sings in xyllic: but they will never strike us!! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the fighting bards! : Sivan: hehe, when yuo sing you're suddenly sober? ;) Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we like to roam around. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We like the pretty girls, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and boys of every town. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the funny bards! Sivan looks at Kajira. What was that? A dissonance in Thornwald's song? Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guild of bards! : Thornwald: hahaha Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we can be found in pubs. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We love do have a beer or two, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and swallow it down with booze! : Daelle: skills Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida, we are the sozzled bards! What was that? A dissonance in Thornwald's song? Sivan burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are pretty cool. Kajira wakes up. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some people think we are neuter guys, Thornwald sings in xyllic: but we know how to use our items right! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the sexy bards! Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: i feel BLITZED Kajira groans. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the sexy bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing bards! Sivan laughs loudly at Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are, we are, we are!! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the lovely bards! With a smile on his face, Thornwald stops singing. Thornwald walks around collecting some money. Kajira slurs in xyllic: uggghh : Thornwald: his lack of song mastery will display his drunkeness, fortunately Thornwald smiles. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I need more Kajira glares at Sivan. Sivan grins drunkenly at Kajira. Zestor turns white as ashes. A great flame errupts from the pile. Thornwald staggers to his feet, bows awkwardly, and sits back down. Zestor cheers at Thornwald. Daelle gets a mug of hellraiser. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, some bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, many devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, three glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, two mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, three mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, four shot of rums, a shot of whisky, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three herbed white pizzas, three plate of seafood divans, three slice of cheesecakes, two plate of chicken marengos, two venison steaks, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is comfortably sprawled out by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is laying back against a dune, Thornwald is resting near the fire and Zestor is resting here. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira who won *hic*? Thornwald smiles at Zestor. Zestor gets a vodka. Kajira goes ack! Thornwald nudges Daelle. You get a devil's breath. > Zestor doubles over and pukes. Kajira moves away from Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: do ssornwald! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: A hellraiser. Sivan goes ack! You offer a devil's breath to Daelle. Daelle accepts a devil's breath. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, go! Sivan peers at Zestor. Daelle drinks from a mug of hellraiser. Zestor drinks from a vodka. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Kajira laughs at Zestor. Kajira burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh shorry.. You emote: Pan steps away from Zestor. > Zestor starts moving east. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Zestor leaves east. Sivan laughs drunkenly. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Sarpadian falls on Kajira and accidentally grabs something. Daelle shakes his head fiercely. Kajira slurs in xyllic: sheee?? aren'd *hic* damned glad i invided you, shanda? Thornwald laughs. : Kajira: UHH Sarpadian chuckles. Sivan laughs. : Kajira: She's gonna beat you ;) Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: my bad Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira careful wiss sse dwarvesh Sarpadian laughs at Kajira. : Thornwald: or try :p Daelle grumbles in xyllic: That was good stuff Kajira rolls away from Sarpadian and growls darkly. : Sivan: Hehe Thornwald smiles. Sarpadian chuckles. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, shing *hic* shong! Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Sivan pulls Kajira back towards him. Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald hiccups. Daelle plays a simple intro on his guitar. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it odd? Thornwald smiles broadly. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it strange? Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it sometimes unexplainable? Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*rp i'll prodecd you damned Daelle sings in xyllic: How some things work in this world. Santa grins. Daelle sings in xyllic: How can the mail worn by a human tall Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: yeah thats it sivan... you hold her down and... Daelle sings in xyllic: also fit on the body of a dwarf that is small? Daelle sings in xyllic: Not only that, not only that. Kajira drunkenly stands up, trying to push Sivan away. Daelle sings in xyllic: How come some Clerics, Priests, and Mages Daelle sings in xyllic: Can see the invisible but not in the dark? Kajira draws a light sword from her scabbard belt. Kajira wields a light sword in her right hand. Kajira draws a silver estoc from her scabbard belt. Kajira wields a silver estoc in her left hand. Zestor arrives. Sivan burps. Daelle does some simple strumming on his guitar. Zestor sits down to rest a while. Kajira hiccups. Daelle sings a bit louder now. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it odd? Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it strange? Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* ssink idsh bedder now.. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it sometimes unexplainable? Kajira slurs in xyllic: sharpa you damned wanna... dry ssad again? A fire burns to ashes. Daelle sings in xyllic: How some things work in this world. It gets darker. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* ssink.. Daelle sings in xyllic: How come one moment you carry fourty things Daelle sings in xyllic: and the other moment you have lost it all but five? Kajira swaggers. Daelle sings in xyllic: Not only that, not only that. Daelle sings in xyllic: How is it that you can be holding fourty things Daelle sings in xyllic: and you can wield your weapons? Kajira slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! damnnnn.. sse fire.. Daelle continues to play his guitar. Sarpadian nods to Kajira. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Daelle hums melodically with the guitar accompaniment. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Daelle sings even louder still. Daelle sings in xyllic: So many things... Kajira piles some wood. Daelle sings in xyllic: Soo many things... Thornwald laughs. Daelle sings in xyllic: So so many thing. Kajira lights a fire. It gets lighter. Daelle sings in xyllic: We can not explain. Zestor showes some sand over his puke. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*ira ged down here... you'll fall down on my shwords Daelle plays different chords for the instrumental. Daelle is still playing the instrumental. Daelle sings a little softer now. Kajira growls silently. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it odd? Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it strange? Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it sometimes unexplainable? Daelle sings in xyllic: How some things work in this world. Santa grins. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shomeone give me a rope.. Daelle sings in xyllic: Isn't it weird that people turn into to statues Sarpadian pokes Daelle in the ribs. Daelle sings in xyllic: when they decide to leave this world? Daelle sings in xyllic: And how their statue crumbles before your eyes. : Sivan: You guys still have the ability Daelle sings in xyllic: Where do they go anyhow? Santa sings in xyllic: dwarven singing Daelle picks single notes on his guitar. Daelle now sings even softer yet. Daelle sings in xyllic: So many things... Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm gonna make dwarf *hic*sh.. : Sivan: that makes others hum the songs? Daelle sings in xyllic: Soo many things... Daelle sings in xyllic: So so many things. Daelle sings in xyllic: Weee can nooot explain. Daelle picks the last notes of the song on his guitar. Kajira slurs in xyllic: inshdead of elven earsh.. : Daelle: yeah With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Sarpadian looks a bit ashamed. Daelle walks around collecting some money. : Roifur: bsingalong The smoke makes you cough. Sivan grins. Kajira slurs in xyllic: who wandsh a sharpa leg! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Ooh, coins Daelle puts a platinum coin, eleven gold coins, four copper coins and seven silver coins into the backpack. Thornwald smiles at Daelle. Kajira slides her swords together, stumbling. Thornwald claps appreciatively. Sarpadian raises his eyebrow at Kajira. Daelle starts tuning his guitar. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: nice shong! Thornwald cheers. Zestor cheers. Sarpadian grumbles to Kajira in xyllic: shut up ya drunk! Sivan clumsily stands up, taking hold of Kajira's arms. Plang! Sarpadian hugs Kajira. Sivan hiccups. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, three glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, two mug of dwarven stouts, four mug of grogs, three mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, four shot of rums, a shot of whisky, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three herbed white pizzas, three plate of seafood divans, three slice of cheesecakes, two plate of chicken marengos, two venison steaks, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is comfortably sprawled out by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is laying back against a dune, Thornwald is resting near the fire and Zestor is resting here. > Pling! With a satisfied smile, Daelle stops tuning his guitar. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira come on, come on Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Let's dance. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ledsh drink a round for *hic*lle! and hish shong! Kajira falls back against Sivan. Sarpadian grumbles to Kajira in xyllic: im joking Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... More smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Daelle sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kajira burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Daelle sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Kajira points accusingly at Sarpadian. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Thornwald stops singing. Thornwald laughs. Daelle sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Daelle sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Zestor joins Daelle's song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivaaan! he *hic*arded id! Daelle sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Daelle sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Daelle sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Sarpadian asks Kajira in xyllic: what Daelle sings in xyllic: Some of my friends came by from neighborhood Zestor joins Daelle's song. Sivan joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: The people startin'a climb the walls Daelle sings in xyllic: Ooh it looks like somebody is having a ball Daelle sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Daelle sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm *hic* joining my shong! Daelle sings in xyllic: Everybody starts to loose control Daelle sings in xyllic: When the music is right Sivan laughs. Roifur joins Daelle's song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: If you see somebody hangin' around Daelle sings in xyllic: Don't get uptight Santa sings merrily. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i *hic*ushe! Daelle sings in xyllic: The only thing we want to do tonight Daelle sings in xyllic: Is go 'round and 'round The fire flickers for a moment. Daelle sings in xyllic: And turn upside down Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Kajira joins Daelle's song. Daelle's music is so good that you join his song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Sivan joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Come on! Let's get down! Daelle sings in xyllic: So come on! Let's get loose Kajira slurs in xyllic: i refushe! Daelle sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Sivan sings drunkenly. Daelle sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Thornwald does an awkward jig around the fire. Kajira laughs. Daelle sings in xyllic: We gonna dance all night Daelle sings in xyllic: Till the broad daylight Kajira joins Daelle's song. Sivan joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Keep on movin', keep on groovin' Daelle sings in xyllic: Oh yeah Daelle sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Thornwald dances a jig. Daelle sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Kajira slowly seems to forget what she's doing and sheathes her swords. Daelle stops singing. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ..ceilin.. dancin.. lalala Kajira unwields a silver estoc. Kajira sheathes a silver estoc in her scabbard belt. Kajira unwields a light sword. Kajira sheathes a light sword in her scabbard belt. Sarpadian looks at Kajira. Sivan laughs. Thornwald hiccups. Zestor burps. The fire flickers for a moment. Sarpadian grins at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: la la.. Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor nice vershion of sse shong Kajira slurs in xyllic: fire.. Kajira looks at the fire. Thornwald grins. 16 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Roifur, male dwarf Leila, female elf > Thornwald looks at the fire. Zestor smiles at Sivan. : Sarpadian: how drunk are you guys? Sivan clumsily pulls Kajira away from the fire. : Kajira: I'm fairly sober ;) Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira no fire Kajira stumbles and falls back into Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*ira ged sse fire going again! You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. : Daelle: somewhat drunk now : Sivan: I'm still in control of my typing ;) : Sarpadian: i mean on vhp... : Sivan: Ahh ;) Kajira slurs in xyllic: merry sho are we on our liiishd? : Thornwald: rofl Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* eh why arend you damned drinking wiss ush? : Kajira: Oh ;) : Sarpadian: lol : Sivan: obliviated *grin* : Kajira: Obliviated ;) Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan, roifur! : Sarpadian: awesome Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hey pan *hic* roifur, why *hic* shilend? You show an octli to Zestor. > Thornwald peers. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Sivan slurs in xyllic: order ssem do *hic*nk! Kajira laughs. Sivan hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: hah! Zestor nods wildly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: have shome fun! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Kajira giggles wildly. Drink what? > You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Thornwald gets a mug of grog. Thornwald offers a mug of grog to Roifur. Thornwald gives a mug of grog to Roifur. Kajira turns around to face Sivan with a wicked look. Thornwald winks. Sarpadian gets a mug of grog. Sarpadian gets a mug of grog. Daelle grins at you. Kajira tickles Sivan wildly. Sarpadian gets a mug of grog. Sivan goes ack! _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are very tipsy. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan laughs loudly. Zestor turns white as ashes. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald looks at Sivan. Daelle looks at the sizable rosewood casket. Thornwald hiccups. Sivan clumsily tries to bat away Kajira's hands. Sarpadian drops a mug of grog. Sarpadian drops a mug of grog. Sarpadian drops a mug of grog. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda.. *hic* our pardy *hic* bedder? Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor doubles over and pukes. Zestor starts moving east. Zestor leaves east. Kajira burps. Zestor arrives. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ewww Sivan laughs. Zestor starts moving east. Zestor leaves east. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Sivan slurs in xyllic: poor zeshdor Kajira laughs. Zestor arrives. Zestor starts moving west. Daelle laughs. Zestor leaves west. Kajira nods wildly to Sivan. : Thornwald: why did Sivan's sign on his cheek disappear? :p Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Cock-a-leekie soups Kajira looks at Sivan. You are smeared with black ink. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, four octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > A great flame errupts from the pile. Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeeeshshdor? : Sivan: disappears after awhile Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan, damnid, i marked you! Kajira looks at Santa. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: where did id go? Sarpadian gets three slice of cheesecakes. Thornwald unwields a fine guitar. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Daelle gets a dragonfire. Sarpadian eats a slice of cheesecake. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald no you damned didn'd! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Dragonfire It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, four bottle of fruit ambrosias, four bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, many dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caciques, four glass of caipiciossas, four glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, three glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, some klunkers, some liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, two mug of dwarven stouts, three mug of grogs, three mug of hellraisers, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, four shot of rums, a shot of whisky, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three herbed white pizzas, three plate of seafood divans, two plate of chicken marengos, two venison steaks, many vodkas, some whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira is comfortably sprawled out by the fire, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan is laying back against a dune and Thornwald. > Thornwald swings his rapier wildly, and falls over., Sarpadian drops two slice of cheesecakes. Thornwald giggles. Daelle drinks from a dragonfire. Zestor arrives. : Kajira: Everyone's hot when you're drunk, and ugly when you're buzzed. It's great. ;) Sivan laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh... Zestor sits down to rest a while. : Sivan: Hehehe Thornwald stands back up. You get a white wine. > You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Thornwald peers at Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor *hic* damned ok? Sivan peers at Thornwald. It smells a little heady. > Zestor shoves some sand over the puke. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*vaaan.. you're hurding me.. Thornwald stares intently at Sivan, and holds his rapier outward, as it wavers wildly. : Santa: lol Daelle gets four glass of caipirinhas. Kajira struggles against Sivan. Sivan burps. You drink some of the white wine. It tastes very fruity and sweet. This isn't the elven wine sung about in ballads but it is good to drink. You drink from a small wineglass. > Sivan releases Kajira. Zestor holds his stomach. Kajira rubs her arm. Daelle drops four glass of caipirinhas. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira you damned were gedding violend Thornwald stumbles, and drops to the sand. A fire burns to ashes. It gets darker. Kajira stubles into the sand. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ash alwaysh Thornwald hiccups. Daelle gets a glass of caipirinha. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shord of.. i jushd.. need 5 minsh Zestor slurs in xyllic: or 10 Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay nevermind. Thornwald unwields a bards rapier. Thornwald sheathes a bards rapier in his scabbard belt. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Kajira takes a bundle of wood. Sivan grins. Sivan peers at Thornwald. Zestor hiccups. : Kajira: Damn. Not enough wood. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan i'll my shign you damned lader! Kajira drops a bundle of wood. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald you damned *hic*ld *hic*ually shheasse id? Kajira drops a bundle of wood. Kajira hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Let's try this girlie drink Sivan laughs. Daelle drinks from a glass of caipirinha. Kajira slurs in xyllic: how can *hic* damned blame meee? _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are intoxicated. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned shhould've been prodecding *hic* Santa sings in xyllic: 'she's already drunk Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira becaushe you damned alwaysh have sse fauld Kajira slurs in xyllic: why are you damned nod guarding me? Thornwald peers at Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn you damned shivan Sivan peers at Thornwald. Sarpadian grumbles to Santa in xyllic: join the festivities!... get drunk you old fart! Zestor grins. Kajira slurs in xyllic: yesh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i don'd know which one *hic* you damned do shign. Kajira slurs in xyllic: hi shanda! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: lots of damning here. Santa gets a shot of rum. Santa drinks from a shot of rum. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssree *hic*vansh! Sivan clumsily moves behind Kajira, hiding from Thornwald. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, i'm *hic*e, righd? Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Go Santa go Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Sivan goes ack! Thornwald unwields a bards rapier. Thornwald sheathes a bards rapier in his scabbard belt. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Thornwald falls to the sand with a soft plop. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Kajira falls back against Sivan, but manages to keep her balance. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you're nod *hic*e Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Thornwald loudly whistles a catching melody. Sivan burps. Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: GO Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sharpadian drink more! Sivan slurs in xyllic: he'sh shober! Sarpadian grumbles in xyllic: not thirsty! Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Zestor slurs in xyllic: can change ssad.. Sivan slurs in xyllic: all sse dwarvesh are shober With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sarpadian's body. Sarpadian nods to Zestor. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: Like wild fire Thornwald sings in xyllic: Comes roaring Thornwald sings in xyllic: Mad whirlwind Thornwald sings in xyllic: Burning the road Thornwald sings in xyllic: Black thunder Thornwald sings in xyllic: White lightning Thornwald sings in xyllic: Speed demons cry Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sarpadian's body. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Night riders Four devils arrive in a puff of sulphur. One is redskinned, the other greenskinned, the third is blueskinned and the last has a golden skin. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Death dealers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Storm bringers Daelle gets a bottle of gnomish spiced cider. The devils dance arround you and sing: We have a message from Thornwald for Sarpadian. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Tear up the ground Thornwald stops singing. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, are we all on my nice lishd now? The devils sing: You should drink more! Daelle drinks from a bottle of gnomish spiced cider. The four devils dance and sing: 'We are the hell patrol' and vanish in a puff of sulphur. Sivan laughs. Four devils arrive in a puff of sulphur. One is redskinned, the other greenskinned, the third is blueskinned and the last has a golden skin. Thornwald grins at Sarpadian. Kajira laughs. The devils kneel down and sing: `We have delivered your message'. The four devils dance and sing: 'We are the hell patrol' and vanish in a puff of sulphur. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sarpadian's body. Kajira slurs in xyllic: okay. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. Sarpadian chuckles. Daelle gets a red wine. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, ssey're dalking do me.. Daelle drinks from a red wine. Zestor is bleeding. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i wash doo lazy do walk over do you, sharp. Kajira drunkenly looks over the drinks. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ummmm Kajira takes a shot of rum. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sho sse devilsh did *hic* *hic*k! Sivan goes ack! Kajira holds a shot up to Sivan. You look at the shot of rum. A small shot glass filled with an amber colored liquor. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned can'd handle id Sarpadian gets some shot glasses. Sivan gets a shot of whisky. Kajira stumbles around drunkenly. Sivan drops a shot of whisky. Sarpadian drops some shot glasses. Sivan looks at the shot glass. Sivan looks at the shot glass. Sivan looks at the shot glass. Sivan looks at the shot glass. Sivan looks at the shot glass. Daelle gets a bottle of fruit ambrosia. Sarpadian gets three mug of hellraisers. Daelle grins. Kajira slurs in xyllic: bud shivan, ssey shaaaid! Sarpadian drinks from a mug of hellraiser. Sarpadian drinks from a mug of hellraiser. Sarpadian drinks from a mug of hellraiser. Sivan ponders the situation. Daelle drinks from a bottle of fruit ambrosia. Kajira drinks from a shot of rum. Sarpadian drops three glasses. Thornwald hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: phewwwwwww Sarpadian gets a shot of rum. Kajira falls unconscious. : Sivan: fruit ambrosia? Sarpadian gets a shot of rum. Sarpadian gets a glass of cacique. Sarpadian gets a glass of cacique. Sarpadian gets a glass of cacique. Sarpadian gets a glass of cacique. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of cacique. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of cacique. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of cacique. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of cacique. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Dont worry about me, I'm only somewhat tanked. : Sivan: Sounds like a gay drink ;) Sarpadian drinks from a shot of rum. Sarpadian drinks from a shot of rum. Zestor burps. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Stars pierce the darkness, and the moon shines through the crisp night air. Sarpadian drops four glasses and two shot glasses. : Daelle: yes : Sivan: Hehehe Kajira wakes up. Kajira groans. Sarpadian does something bad to Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan like *hic* ocdli? idsh good eh? Kajira slurs in xyllic: alrighd.. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm done.. : Roifur: its a girly man drink Sarpadian twiddles his thumbs. Sivan shakes Kajira slowly. You nod to Zestor. > : Kajira: Sarpa, she's really going to knock you out ;) Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, *hic*rp, *hic*, and roifur need do join in sse feshdividies *hic*e! Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira i dold you... : Sarpadian: lol Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira you're going do fall unconshcious You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: no way Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira you damned can'd handle real drinksh Daelle gets a mug of dwarven stout. Daelle drinks from a mug of dwarven stout. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* could expord id everywhere.. if you'd led sse *hic*ocracy expand a liddle You say to Zestor in xyllic: It is, it is. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: i can *hic*! Kajira slurs in xyllic: i can doo! Sivan laughs. Thornwald ponders the situation. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Sarpadian grins. Daelle gets a vodka. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssad'sh my huey Daelle drinks from a vodka. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'm going do go fighd a droll! Thornwald unwields a fine guitar. Kajira hiccups. Thornwald draws a main-gauche from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a main-gauche in his left hand. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Daelle gets a shot glass. Kajira lays back against the sand with a groan. Zestor smiles at Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: diplomacy even while drunk Thornwald growls loudly. Zestor laughs. Sivan grins drunkenly at Zestor. Sivan burps. Kajira laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: c'mere drollsh!! Thornwald starts moving east. Thornwald leaves east. It gets darker. Sivan laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: drollsh? Sarpadian burps. Daelle laughs hysterically. Kajira giggles wildly. Sarpadian laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad wash ssad? [near] Thornwald is swinging wildly at a sand dune > Daelle grumbles in xyllic: He's gonna fight a troll Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*llsh! Kajira laughs drunkenly. Daelle gets a shot of whisky. You ponder the situation. > Kajira rolls over and points at Sivan. Daelle drinks from a shot of whisky. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssish ish allll my *hic*ld. Kajira slurs in xyllic: errr.. no.. you. Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad? Daelle grumbles in xyllic: No more cutthroats? Sarpadian gets some beer skins. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian drinks from a beer skin. Sarpadian falls unconscious. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned don'd know *hic* do dalk kaji! Kajira laughs. Thornwald arrives. It gets lighter. Daelle goes ack! Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Thornwald unwields a main-gauche. Thornwald sheathes a main-gauche in his scabbard belt. Thornwald unwields a bards rapier. Thornwald sheathes a bards rapier in his scabbard belt. You grin. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: hahahahaha. Zestor grins at Sarpadian. Daelle throws his head back and cackles! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: my drollsh. Kajira laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssey loshd! Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Way to go Thornwald wipes some sand off his rapier. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sarpadian wakes up. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: 5 beerskins/ Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shdupid droll looked like a shand dune! Kajira laughs at Sarpadian. Kajira slurs in xyllic: sharpa hah! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: bud *hic* found id! Thornwald burps. Sivan points at Kajira drunkenly. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: whad Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned mishshed a droll! Kajira tries to slap Sivan's hand away. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i don'd mishs *hic*llsh! Thornwald stumbles drunkenly to the sand. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i kill more drollsh ssan you! Zestor burps. Kajira giggles wildly. Sarpadian drops some beer skins. Sivan slurs in xyllic: drollsh can'd kill drollsh! Kajira hiccups. Daelle gets a liqueur. Sarpadian shakes his head at Kajira. Daelle drinks from a liqueur. Kajira nods sadly to Sarpadian. Kajira slurs in xyllic: uhuh _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly tanked. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan peers confusedly at Kajira. Sivan hiccups. You can't see the inside of the octli. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: i can kill drollsh Kajira slurs in xyllic: hey! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: How is Santa gonna take the presents to all the kids now? Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned can'd call me a *hic*ll! Kajira growls. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Kajira peers dangerously at Sivan. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Sivan slurs in xyllic: yesh i can! Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Santa smiles. Kajira slurs in xyllic: no! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald stops singing. Santa grins. The wind blows even more. The wind blows even more. The wind circles around Thornwald. The wind circles around Sivan. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. The whirlwind whispers something to Sivan. Santa sings in xyllic: I'm done delvering The whirlwind dissolves. The whirlwind dissolves. Sarpadian hiccups. The wind is gone. The wind is gone. Santa sings in xyllic: except for the coal to OT Daelle smiles broadly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, hash shivan *hic*n good? Thornwald nods seriously to Sivan. Sivan laughs. Daelle grumbles to Santa in xyllic: Then have some more Kajira slurs in xyllic: doesh he ged a *hic*d for being nice? Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: merry elf: give me shomessing good! Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald i know, man, i know Thornwald claps Sivan loudly on the back. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good man! Thornwald falls over. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald shhe can handle hershelf! Kajira laughs. Sivan grins. Daelle gets a mug of dwarven stout. Kajira gasps in astonishment! Daelle drinks from a mug of dwarven stout. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: shshornwald? Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*van.. mmmee? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan you'l handle yourshelf! Thornwald laughs. Sivan peers at Kajira. Thornwald laughs. Sivan laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned jushd shaid you damned can handle *hic*helf?? Daelle grumbles in xyllic: handle? Sarpadian laughs drunkenly. Santa laughs heartily. His belly shakes like a bowl full of jelly. Thornwald rolls in the sand, laughing loudly. Santa smiles. Zestor slurs in xyllic: merry elf: ah ssad coal you damned can deliver drunk, drink a bid wiss ush! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: handle what? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*van's going do handle himshelf, he *hic*id! Kajira slurs in xyllic: shaaanda! Sivan peers at Thornwald. Thornwald laughs. Kajira laughs wildly. Zestor hiccups. You say to Santa in xyllic: You should drink to being done then. > Santa gets an octli. Kajira hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Another song Sivan gets a dragonfire. Sivan gets a dragonfire. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: pan you damned shhould drink do drinking ssen! Santa sings in xyllic: too full Thornwald hiccups. Sivan offers a dragonfire to Thornwald. Kajira drunkenly claps Sivan on the arm. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: my durn daelle? Sivan offers a dragonfire to Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*ry old elf: wand do ged ssirshdy? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: or do you damned wand do? Sivan peers at Kajira. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: my turn Thornwald nods to Daelle. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira whad?! Sivan burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink firshd, daelle! Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned shaid i could *hic*dle myshelf! Daelle sings in xyllic: Let me hear the battle cry Daelle sings in xyllic: Calling on the wind Daelle sings in xyllic: Let me see the banners fly Daelle sings in xyllic: Before the storm begins Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Roifur joins Daelle's song. Sarpadian joins Daelle's song. Sivan joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Let me feel the spirits soar Daelle sings in xyllic: Destroy the enemy Daelle sings in xyllic: Striking at the evil core Daelle sings in xyllic: For all the world to see Daelle sings in xyllic: This day will last forever Daelle sings in xyllic: Deep in the hearts of men Kajira slurs in xyllic: hah Daelle sings in xyllic: Courage and victory Santa joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Remember, remember Thornwald laughs. Thornwald laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm nod joining! Daelle sings in xyllic: One Shot At Glory Daelle sings in xyllic: In the crossfire overhead Daelle sings in xyllic: Fate stands before me Daelle sings in xyllic: Words have all been said Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm nod joining! Daelle sings in xyllic: One Shot At Glory Kajira joins Daelle's song. Daelle's music is so good that you join his song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Driving hard and seeing red Daelle sings in xyllic: Destiny calls me Sarpadian tucks his feet below his body, and leaps to his feet. Daelle sings in xyllic: One night of fire Sivan offers a dragonfire to Thornwald. Sarpadian bops Kajira on the head Kajira hiccups. Daelle sings in xyllic: One Shot At Glory Kajira giggles. Daelle sings in xyllic: Fighting on with destiny Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald dake *hic* Daelle grins at Kajira. Daelle sings in xyllic: In life and death we deal Daelle sings in xyllic: The power and the majesty Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Sarpadian joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Amidst the blood and steel Thornwald peers at Sivan. Daelle sings in xyllic: I still hear the battle cry Daelle sings in xyllic: The call goes on and on Daelle sings in xyllic: I still see the banners fly Daelle sings in xyllic: The battle's always won Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn you damned shivan shdop! Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald *hic*'sh drink, man With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i dond join eisser Sarpadian bops Kajira on the head Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i don'd wand do drink more! Kajira sits down to rest a while. Sivan nods seriously. Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kajira steps in front of Sivan and starts to guard him. Sivan slurs in xyllic: yesh you damned do Thornwald hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: come on Zestor shakes his head. Kajira stumbles slightly. Thornwald growls. Daelle grumbles to Kajira in xyllic: The songs i stoo strong not to join Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* durn for a shong! Santa chuckles. Sarpadian hiccups. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Zestor slurs in xyllic: i cand *hic*lly shing inmy shhape Sivan laughs. Sivan burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We went down to the local pub, Sarpadian bops Kajira on the head Thornwald sings in xyllic: and decided to have a party! Thornwald stops singing. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda? Zestor hiccups. Kajira rubs her head. You agree with Zestor. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! yeah, shome young bard *hic*ghd me ssish one! Kajira growls at Sarpadian. Sarpadian bops Kajira on the head Santa smiles at Kajira. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*sh a *hic*d *hic*e1 Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Santa looks at Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We went down to the local pub, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and decided to have a party! Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, are all nice now? Thornwald sings in xyllic: We called our friends, and our enemies too, Thornwald sings in xyllic: 'cos everyone loves a party. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We ordered some beer, Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and our guests are now here. Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's gonna be a cool party. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and the... la laa... la la la... umhh.. He suddenly stops, very embarrassed. Zestor slurs in xyllic: merry old *hic*: wand do ged ssirshdy? i can help! Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Sivan grins at Thornwald. You grin. > Santa sings in xyllic: you're look naughty still Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic* damned can'd shing! Santa grins mischievously. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn, maybe nod *hic*d *hic*d of a shong. Thornwald burps. : Kajira: rofl Thornwald frowns. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: merry elf: how righd you damned are! Kajira slurs in xyllic: noooo! Kajira slurs in xyllic: buuud *hic* *hic* shuch *hic* gread pardy! : Thornwald: Good thing I left him with some bad song masteries :p : Sivan: Hehehe Kajira burps. : Thornwald: that way he can sing drunkenly :p Kajira slurs in xyllic: aren'd we *hic*l nice now? : Sivan: yeah ;) Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira you're nod Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan : Daelle: hehe Sarpadian pokes Kajira in the ribs. Sivan nods seriously. Kajira looks up at Santa with a confused and drunken expression. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: you damned wand do dance don'd *hic*? Thornwald peers at Sivan. Daelle gets a klunker. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Sivan slurs in xyllic: me? dance? Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda... shivan's nice doo Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Sivan jumps around nervously. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Daelle drinks from a klunker. Sivan burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Sivan goes ack! Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Kajira laughs. Thornwald nods to Sivan. Sivan dances madly! Zestor laughs. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Kajira laughs. Thornwald sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Sivan dances madly! You laugh. > Kajira laughs loudly. Thornwald sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Thornwald stops singing. Sivan dances drunkenly! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shee? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: you damned wand do dance! Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan stumbles around the fire. Thornwald grins broadly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: awww.. *hic* Thornwald hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Ooh, the lunker was good Kajira crawls to her feet. Sivan peers confusedly at Kajira. Sarpadian hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: MORE Daelle gets a klunker. Kajira grabs Sivan roughly by the arm. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink more daelle! Daelle drinks from a klunker. Zestor hiccups. Kajira clumsily tries to pull Sivan away from the fire. Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned can'd go *hic* i can'd! Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Daelle gets a herbed white pizza. Thornwald unwields a fine guitar. Sivan stumbles towards Kajira drunkenly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn drollsh!! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn drollsh!! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Herbed pizza. Thornwald draws a main-gauche from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a main-gauche in his left hand. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Daelle grins. Thornwald swings wildly at a sand dune. : Sarpadian: brb in a minute guys Kajira hiccups. Daelle eats a herbed white pizza. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* droll! Kajira laughs. : Santa: brb Sivan laughs. Thornwald sticks his rapier into the sand, and falls over. You grin. > Kajira releases Sivan and falls back laughing. Thornwald growls. Daelle gets a whisky. Daelle drinks from a whisky. Thornwald stands up and punches at the sand. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shdupid drollsh! Kajira giggles wildly. Sivan falls down beside Kajira on the sand. You say to Thornwald in xyllic: he got you? > You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Thornwald collapses on the sand, exhausted. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: pan i won! Kajira laughs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i ssink ssornwald'sh going do *hic*he Sivan nods sadly. Kajira laughs. Thornwald peers at Sivan. Zestor gets a glass of mushrum. Kajira slurs in xyllic: bedding againshd him? Zestor drinks from a glass of mushrum. There is no such person on the enemy list. > There is no such person on the enemy list. > Daelle gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. Sivan burps. Zestor falls unconscious. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: bedding? Kajira goes ack! Suddenly Sarpadian turns to stone. A massive long bearded male dwarf stomps in. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id looksh like shivan needsh shome bedding Sivan goes ack! Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Xorlogosh Real Ale Kajira stops guarding Sivan. Kajira steps in front of Zestor and starts to guard him. Sivan looks at the massive long bearded male dwarf. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Thornwald unwields a main-gauche. Thornwald sheathes a main-gauche in his scabbard belt. Thornwald unwields a bards rapier. Thornwald sheathes a bards rapier in his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Roifur looks at Zestor. The massive long bearded male dwarf smiles and greets you! Daelle drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale. Roifur smiles. The massive long bearded male dwarf nods slowly. Thornwald looks at the massive long bearded male dwarf. Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh melmo.. anosser roookie Thornwald smiles. The massive long bearded male dwarf grumbles in xyllic: I'm Melmo. You already know someone of that name. > The massive long bearded male dwarf bows respectfully. Ok. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hi melmo! There is no such person on the enemy list. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i' You look at Melmo. Melmo is a massive long bearded male dwarf, presenting himself as: Melmo, male dwarf. He is short and fat for a dwarf. He looks repulsive. He is in good shape. He is slightly weary. He is wearing a black leather cap, a dark gray cloak, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a gray bloodcovered blade sheathed inside), a medium backpack, a mystical necklace, a pair of black leather gloves and a pair of elegant trousers. You guess he is wearing an elegant white linen shirt, an ornamented leather mail and a small herbbag additionally. > : Daelle: like elmo Zestor wakes up. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'm *hic*rnwald Roifur grumbles in xyllic: I'm Judge Roifur Redstone of Stone Mountains. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: may i take a seat ? Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald nods to Melmo. You greet Melmo. How friendly! > Zestor slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! my ssadsh heavy shduff Thornwald looks at the waterskin (5l). Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Melmo sits down to rest a while. Melmo smiles gently. Thornwald offers a waterskin (5l) to Melmo. Thornwald gives a waterskin (5l) to Melmo. Zestor looks at Melmo. Thornwald smiles at Melmo. Zestor slurs in xyllic: who are you? Kajira tries to give Sivan a drunken push, but falls against him. Daelle headbutts Melmo. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: melmo lager. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*sh melmo Kajira hiccups. Daelle grumbles to Melmo in xyllic: Welcome. Sivan peers confusedly at Kajira. Zestor points at himself. Zestor says in xyllic: I'm Zestor Sol'kanar, Huey Tlatoáni of the Theocracy. The statue of Sarpadian crumbles to dust. Kajira takes an emerald ring from the backpack. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I'm Daelle. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Sivan lays back against the sand, tilting his head back. Melmo scratches his head. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sharpadian didn'd drink *hic*ugh, *hic* dried oud!! Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair drunkenly. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Zestor gets an octli. Zestor hiccups. Sivan peers at the sky confusedly, blinking his eyes a few times. Zestor offers an octli to Melmo. Zestor gives an octli to Melmo. Kajira smiles drunkenly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo drink wiss ush! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sharpadian didn'd drink, sho he god dry and durned *hic* a shdadue! Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo.. id'sh *hic*e... Kajira slurs in xyllic: ummm : Zestor: drink from pot Daelle drools. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pelmo.. Kajira slurs in xyllic: delmo.. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ummm Sivan laughs. You grin. > Kajira wrinkles her brow in deep thought. Involuntarily, you sing a song that you can't seem to forget. The sky is clear and the moon shines. You sing: Let me hear the battle cry You sing: Calling on the wind You sing: Let me see the banners fly Thornwald nods seriously to Kajira. Kajira rubs her head. You sing: Before the storm begins You sing: Let me feel the spirits soar Sivan peers at you. You sing: Destroy the enemy Melmo nods slowly. Thornwald grins at you. You sing: Striking at the evil core You sing: For all the world to see Kajira slurs in xyllic: hi shivan! You sing: This day will last forever You sing: Deep in the hearts of men You sing: Courage and victory You sing: Remember, remember Sivan looks up to Kajira. Kajira burps. You sing: One Shot At Glory You sing: In the crossfire overhead You sing: Fate stands before me Zestor grins at you. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, why didn'd you damned drink *hic*s me? You sing: Words have all been said Melmo nods wildly. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. You sing: One Shot At Glory Roifur smiles. You sing: Driving hard and seeing red Sivan slurs in xyllic: hello ssere, kaji You sing: Destiny calls me You sing: One night of fire You sing: One Shot At Glory Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Wehn did Pan become a bard? Daelle loudly whistles a catching melody. You sing: Fighting on with destiny Melmo smiles shyly. You sing: In life and death we deal Daelle looks at you. You sing: The power and the majesty Kajira slurs in xyllic: how are you, shivan? You sing: Amidst the blood and steel Sivan slurs in xyllic: i drank more ssan you! Thornwald laughs at Daelle. You sing: I still hear the battle cry You sing: The call goes on and on You sing: I still see the banners fly You sing: The battle's always won Kajira giggles wildly. Melmo looks up to you. Sivan burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: nooo! Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hmm You bow gracefully. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: whad shong do shing nexd You grin. > Suddenly the ground start to tremble. As you look down you see the head of a statue appear from the ground, then the body and finally the legs. Just a second later the statue of Sarpadian turns alive. Kajira takes a red wine. Kajira takes a red wine. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Sarpadian grins. Kajira offers a red wine to Sivan. Kajira gives a red wine to Sivan. Sarpadian loudly whistles a catching tune. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Did Pan just sing my song? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sharpadian's back! Kajira smiles at Sivan. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan: i like red wine. Kajira nods wisely. Kajira drinks from a red wine. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: bard shong! Kajira falls unconscious. Kajira wakes up. Sarpadian pokes Kajira in the ribs. Sarpadian burps. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Sarpadian twiddles his thumbs. Sivan gets a red wine. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Kajira slurs in xyllic: owwww.. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we like to be in crowds. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We like to do some dirty things, Kajira groans. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and never settle down. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the crowd of bards! Sarpadian joins Thornwald's song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*ira waid for me, kaji Kajira hides behind Sivan. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Melmo looks at Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And all the people like us. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We haven't got many enemies, Sivan nods seriously. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: sheeing if you damned were alive Thornwald sings in xyllic: but they will never strike us!! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the fighting bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Zestor joins Thornwald's song. Santa joins Thornwald's song. Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we like to roam around. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We like the pretty girls, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and boys of every town. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the funny bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guild of bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: And we can be found in pubs. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We love do have a beer or two, Sarpadian joins Thornwald's song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Roifur joins Thornwald's song. Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and swallow it down with booze! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida, we are the sozzled bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Sivan clumsily leans back against Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are pretty cool. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some people think we are neuter guys, Thornwald sings in xyllic: but we know how to use our items right! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the sexy bards! Melmo snickers slightly. Sarpadian joins Thornwald's song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Kajira joins Thornwald's song. Sivan joins Thornwald's song. What was that? A dissonance in Thornwald's song? Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the sexy bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are the amazing bards! Thornwald sings in xyllic: We are, we are, we are!! Kajira slurs in xyllic: la la la... *hic*am... dance.. lala... shomessing.. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the lovely bards! With a smile on his face, Thornwald stops singing. : Sivan: sing a praise huitzi song ;) Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i can shiiing : Sivan: with bsingalong :) : Kajira: Yeah,. Definitely ;) Thornwald bows slowly, and falls over. : Daelle: gotta write one write now then Zestor slurs in xyllic: lala bardsh! .. bardsh! *hic*ala! : Sivan: So pan and roifur go back to padorn : Sivan: singing them ;) : Kajira: LOL Daelle laughs hysterically. Thornwald smiles at Zestor. Zestor hiccups. Melmo smiles. Thornwald grins broadly. Sivan turns white as ashes. : Kajira: Praise Hutzel ;) Kajira goes ack! Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Sivan goes ack! : you took my idea bissh > Kajira hiccups. Sivan stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Kajira moves away from Sivan. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Thornwald like pretyy girls and BOYS Sivan starts moving east. Sivan skips out east. Sarpadian looks at Melmo. Kajira slowly shakes her head. Melmo hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ewww Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: who sse hell ish ssad Melmo grins brightly. : Santa: I do have a song for a drunk party.. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Dirty old man Melmo stretches his tired body. Santa chuckles. : Daelle: sing it : Santa: nah.. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: long bearded dwarf: whadsh my name? Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: my name! Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh melmo Zestor laughs. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Melmo he say Kajira laughs at Zestor. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: my! Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: yoursh! Zestor burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: sharpadian you damned *hic* sharpadian! Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*mo Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo Melmo looks at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo Kajira slurs in xyllic: shiivan? Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: whadsh my name! Melmo grumbles in xyllic: aye ? Thornwald peers at Daelle. Kajira crawls east. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: yoursh! Kajira sits down to rest a while. Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kajira starts moving east. Thornwald hiccups. : Thornwald: sing it! Kajira skips out east. Daelle gets a plate of chicken marengo. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald unwields a fine guitar. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Daelle eats a plate of chicken marengo. Thornwald unwields a bards rapier. Thornwald sheathes a bards rapier in his scabbard belt. Sarpadian bops Melmo on the head Sarpadian bops Melmo on the head Sarpadian bops Melmo on the head Sarpadian bops Melmo on the head Sarpadian bops Melmo on the head Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: yoursh! Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: my name! Melmo shivers joyfully. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: who ish ssish dwarf Zestor slurs in xyllic: mel-mo Sarpadian hiccups. Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Daelle sings in xyllic: In shining armour proud and fair Daelle sings in xyllic: The sword in hand is raised to kill Melmo nods slowly. Daelle sings in xyllic: He fights till all his foes despair Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: melmo? Daelle sings in xyllic: The Warrior with deadly skill What was that? A dissonance in Daelle's song? Melmo joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Zestor joins Daelle's song. Roifur joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: But let him hear my singing Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, dell kaisharnoo do come! Daelle sings in xyllic: His rage soon comes to end Melmo nods agreeably to Zestor. Daelle sings in xyllic: No sword you will hear ringing Daelle sings in xyllic: And he will be my friend Zestor nods to Sarpadian. Daelle sings in xyllic: So throw away your broadsword Daelle sings in xyllic: Forget your mighty spells Daelle sings in xyllic: Cause music is stronger than magic Daelle nods to Thornwald. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Roifur joins Daelle's song. Daelle's music is so good that you join his song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: And friendship is stronger than steel What was that? A dissonance in Daelle's song? Daelle sings in xyllic: Inferno or Whirlwind he may cast Daelle sings in xyllic: He fights with unbreakable will Daelle sings in xyllic: His enemies must die at last Daelle sings in xyllic: Mages' blood none can spill Daelle sings in xyllic: But when he hears my music Sarpadian joins Daelle's song. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Roifur joins Daelle's song. Santa joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: All his anger will be gone Daelle sings in xyllic: Magic power, he won't use it Daelle sings in xyllic: Another friendship I have won What was that? A dissonance in Daelle's song? Daelle sings in xyllic: So throw away your broadsword Daelle sings in xyllic: Forget your mighty spells Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Daelle sings in xyllic: Cause music is stronger than magic Daelle sings in xyllic: And friendship is stronger than steel With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Zestor turns white as ashes. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor starts moving east. Zestor leaves east. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: poor zeshdor Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: where *hic* *hic*y going! Sarpadian starts moving east. From the east you you hear a female voice cackling loudly. Sarpadian stomps east. [near] Kajira, Sarpadian, Sivan and Zestor > Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald starts moving east. Thornwald leaves east. It gets darker. You ponder the situation. > It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, three bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caipiciossas, three glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, two glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, three klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of grogs, some mug of hot cocoas, four octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, many vodkas, four whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Melmo is resting here, Roifur and Santa. > Kajira dances in. Kajira laughs. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan dances in. Zestor arrives. Melmo pokes Kajira in the ribs. You ask Kajira in xyllic: whats so funny? > Zestor sits down to rest a while. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: what happen? Sivan looks at Zestor. Kajira giggles wildly. Thornwald arrives. It gets lighter. Sivan forces Zestor to leave the team. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Sarpadian stomps in. Melmo whispers something to Kajira. Melmo ponders the situation. Kajira rubs her ribs with a loud laugh. Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Sivan stumbles towards Kajira. Kajira grins slightly at Sivan. Kajira hiccups. Melmo frowns. Daelle hiccups. Suddenly you feel very drunk. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Daelle burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pardy ad sse beach wiss food and drinksh and shanda and umm.. Melmo hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: everyone shhould dance _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Daelle dances a jig. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, three bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caipiciossas, three glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, some glass of elfwines, two glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, three klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of grogs, some mug of hot cocoas, four octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, many vodkas, four whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh a fun *hic*dy, led'sh dance! Melmo snickers slightly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nooo! Thornwald burps. Melmo rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. Zestor slurs in xyllic: if i dance i puke! Melmo wildly dances a jig. Kajira dramatically bows to Sivan, stumbling. Sivan laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle knowsh *hic*d he'sh *hic*n'! Melmo wildly shakes his head. Thornwald cheers at Melmo. Sivan burps. Melmo dances a jig. Sarpadian pukes on Roifur. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor you damned puke when you damned dond dance! > Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Melmo loudly whistles a catching tune. Sarpadian loudly whistles a catching tune. Melmo sits down to rest a while. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: if i ssink aboud dance i puke... Thornwald dances around the fire. Melmo grins brightly. Thornwald grins at Melmo. Kajira laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: yea.. bud when *hic* do.. i puke more! Sarpadian wipes roifur off. Thornwald looks at the fine guitar. Daelle points at Thornwald. Melmo smiles at Thornwald. Sivan tickles Kajira wildly. Thornwald starts tuning his guitar. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: You know Kajira laughs wildly. Pling! With a satisfied smile, Thornwald stops tuning his guitar. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*hdor, you damned shhould probably go away! Kajira tries to squirm away from Sivan. Hic! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor i'm *hic*ning you, you'll dance! Kajira slurs in xyllic: eevil! Sarpadian hiccups. Thornwald hums to himself. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you're evil Sivan nods seriously. Sivan loudly whistles a catching tune. Zestor slurs in xyllic: noo! Kajira slurs in xyllic: we're drying do convince shanda you're "nice" remember? Thornwald starts taping his feet on the sand. Kajira slurs in xyllic: noooo Daelle gets a glass of elfwine. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm good! Santa grins. Melmo goes hmmmm. Daelle grins. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i'm nice. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Elfwine Melmo snickers slightly. Zestor hiccups. Thornwald burps. Daelle drinks from a glass of elfwine. Sivan smiles sweetly. Thornwald taps his feet in a solid rhythm now, and begins swaying to the beat. Santa sings in xyllic: still so full... Kajira laughs. Melmo chuckles wildly. Kajira burps. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Zestor closes his eyes for a very brief moment. Then all sounds fade away. Distracted Thornwald stops singing. Zestor makes a gesture. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Sivan laughs. Kajira goes ack! Kajira gasps in astonishment! You laugh. > Zestor grins evilly. Kajira laughs. Sivan throws his head back and cackles! Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: i shaid shdop hey whadsh ssad shound *hic*rybody *hic*k whadsh goin down Kajira throws her head back and cackles! _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: bashdard. Sivan falls back to the sand laughing. Zestor laughs wildly. You turn white as ashes. Oh oh, seems you have to throw up any second! > Kajira goes ack! It's Night. You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Roifur stomps in. You puke on your shoes. > It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, some Xorlogosh Real Ales, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, three bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caipiciossas, three glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, four glass of elfwines, two glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, three klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of grogs, some mug of hot cocoas, four octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, many vodkas, four whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kajira, Melmo is resting here, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here. Roifur stomps in. You slur in xyllic: ick. > Kajira starts to move back, but trips over Sivan. You force Demaris to leave your team. You force Roifur to leave your team. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan had do puke Kaisarnoo rides in. A smart wild female fox paces in. It gets lighter. Santa goes hmmmm. Kajira slurs in xyllic: kai! Kajira slurs in xyllic: hi kai! Sivan looks at Kaisarnoo. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor ssad washn'd fun Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: Hi Thornwald growls at Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, aren'd we having fun? Sarpadian pukes on Kaisarnoo. Sivan peers at Kajira. Santa gets a vodka. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: *hic*opsh Thornwald hiccups. Santa gets a vodka. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I'm Kaisarnoo. Santa gets a vodka. Kajira smiles up at Santa happily. Daelle slaps Kaisarnoo in the back. Zestor slurs in xyllic: hey a gnone, hi! Santa looks at Kaisarnoo. Thornwald smiles at Kaisarnoo. Sivan slurs in xyllic: sse padorn judge jushd ssrew up. Santa laughs heartily. His belly shakes like a bowl full of jelly. Sivan nods seriously. Zestor slurs in xyllic: gnome who *hic* you? Daelle says to Kaisarnoo in xyllic: Welcome. Santa checks his nice list. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Santa smiles. Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Kaisarnoo jumps around nervously. Melmo jumps around nervously. Daelle jumps around nervously. Sarpadian jumps around nervously. Santa jumps around nervously. Sivan jumps around nervously. Your feet start to move! Kajira jumps around nervously. Zestor jumps around nervously. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Thornwald peers at Zestor. Zestor closes his eyes for a very brief moment. Then all sounds fade away. Distracted Thornwald stops singing. Sivan goes ack! Kaisarnoo goes ack! Sivan laughs. Zestor makes a gesture. Kajira goes ack! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn you damned zeshdor Zestor doubles over and pukes. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald doo fashd for you damned eh Kajira hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh Thornwald tries to grab Zestor's arm but he steps quickly out of reach. Sivan slurs in xyllic: my you damned my zeshdor? Thornwald tries to grab Zestor's arm but he steps quickly out of reach. Daelle goes ack! Sivan laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shee whad you damned do! Thornwald tries to grab Zestor's arm but he steps quickly out of reach. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Puke Thornwald sighs. Santa offers a shot glass to Kaisarnoo. Santa gives a shot glass to Kaisarnoo. Kajira laughs wildly. Melmo chuckles. You slur in xyllic: eww! > Kajira laughs at Santa. Kaisarnoo looks at the shot glass. Sivan hiccups. 17 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Roifur, male dwarf > The following Satais have been seen recently: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pupils : Roifur > You are smeared with black ink. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, four octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a small wineglass, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Daelle says to Kaisarnoo in xyllic: Have a drink and sing us a song. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor jushd go eashd for a bid, and *hic*e or shomessing! Thornwald loudly whistles a catching tune. Sivan stumbles to wear Zestor and Thornwald are. Kaisarnoo looks at the sign. Thornwald grins at Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*rnwald whad? Sivan puts his arms over their shoulders. Kajira watches Sivan, laying back lazily in the sand. Sivan slurs in xyllic: come on guysh Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor, *hic* me have sse people *hic*ce! Kajira sits down to rest a while. Sarpadian burps. Kajira laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id will be fun! Kaisarnoo dismounts the short-legged black male pony. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: go dake a walk or *hic*messing! Zestor slurs in xyllic: ok *hic* dance ash well Thornwald hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: jushd have a drink and dake *hic* eashy Kajira slurs in xyllic: drink kai! Kajira takes an octli. Kajira offers an octli to Kaisarnoo. Kajira gives an octli to Kaisarnoo. Thornwald peers at Sivan. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I am full! : Kajira: drink from pot Zestor slurs in xyllic: go on Kaisarnoo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Kaisarnoo grins joyfully. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Daelle grumbles to Zestor in xyllic: Kaisarnoo is full Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor if you damned drink wiss me, i'll shdop! Santa concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: gnome youa re kaisharnoo? Daelle grumbles to Zestor in xyllic: help him Thornwald gets a mug of grog. Thornwald gets a mug of grog. Thornwald gets a mug of grog. Zestor says in xyllic: I'm Zestor Sol'kanar, Huey Tlatoáni of the Theocracy. Santa smiles. Thornwald offers a mug of grog to Zestor. Kaisarnoo nods to Zestor. Zestor hiccups. Thornwald offers a mug of grog to Sivan. Thornwald gives a mug of grog to Sivan. Melmo snickers. Santa looks at Zestor. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kaisarnoo's body. Santa offers a piece of coal to Zestor. Kajira boredly nudges Santa with her foot. : Sarpadian: brb Thornwald holds his grog up. Sivan hiccups. Melmo nods wildly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: a doashd! Hic! Sivan goes ack! Kajira slurs in xyllic: coal! Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* help, shee! Kajira goes ack! Melmo gets a pipe from the backpack. Sivan holds the mug of grog up. Sarpadian burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: a doashd do having *hic*! Melmo lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. Kajira slurs in xyllic: buud shannnda! Kajira giggles wildly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do fun! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do friendsh! Melmo sighs happily. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*mo ooooh Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do shun! Daelle gets a whisky. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: and good endsh! Daelle offers a whisky to Kaisarnoo. Daelle gives a whisky to Kaisarnoo. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo i wand *hic* shmoke doo! Thornwald grins at Kajira. Kaisarnoo goes ack! Thornwald drinks from a mug of grog. Sivan drinks from a mug of grog. Melmo offers a pipe (lit) to Zestor. Melmo gives a pipe to Zestor. Daelle gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. Melmo nods slowly. Daelle drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale. Zestor thanks Melmo. Kajira burps. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I feel weak Melmo smiles slightly at Zestor. Melmo burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo you're cool! Thornwald smiles. Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: And we like to be in crowds. Melmo sings in xyllic: We like to do some dirty things, Melmo sings in xyllic: and never settle down. Sivan brings his hand to his head. Melmo twinkles his eyes slightly at Zestor. Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the crowd of bards! Kaisarnoo puts a lesser healing potion into the backpack. Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Thornwald grins at Melmo. Melmo sings in xyllic: And all the people like us. Zestor looks at the pipe. Melmo sings in xyllic: We haven't got many enemies, Melmo sings in xyllic: but they will never strike us!! Melmo grins brightly. Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the fighting bards! Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Sivan slurs in xyllic: boah... Melmo sings in xyllic: And we like to roam around. Kaisarnoo puts a waterskin (3l) into the backpack. Melmo sings in xyllic: We like the pretty girls, Zestor looks at the small herbbag. Melmo sings in xyllic: and boys of every town. Kaisarnoo drinks from a whisky. Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the funny bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guild of bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: And we can be found in pubs. Thornwald burps. Melmo sings in xyllic: We love do have a beer or two, Melmo sings in xyllic: and swallow it down with booze! Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida, we are the sozzled bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing guilde of bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: We are pretty cool. Melmo sings in xyllic: Some people think we are neuter guys, Melmo sings in xyllic: but we know how to use our items right! Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the sexy bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the sexy bards! Melmo sings in xyllic: We are the amazing bards! Santa concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Melmo sings in xyllic: We are, we are, we are!! Melmo sings in xyllic: Lalumdidu, lalamdida - we are the lovely bards! Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo bud i *hic*d *hic*e dobacco Kaisarnoo looks at Melmo. Dawn has brightened the land. The moon shines brightly, and soft, fluffy white clouds drift across the sky. Sivan slurs in xyllic: shee you damned dwo? Melmo chuckles amusedly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo god herbsh? Sivan slurs in xyllic: we can be friendsh. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are extremely blitzed. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan nods seriously. You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Melmo shyly shakes his head. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'm going for a walk Sarpadian hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'll redurn in a bid! Thornwald starts moving east. Melmo nods slowly to Thornwald. Congratulate whom? > Thornwald leaves east. It gets darker. It's Night. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. Some Best Bitters, four Xorlogosh Real Ales, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, a bottle, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, three bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cup of fresh milks, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caipiciossas, three glass of caipirinhas, four glass of cuba libres, four glass of dark beers, four glass of elfwines, two glass of mushrums, four glass of red wines, four glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, four guaranas, four hot mulled wines, three klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, some mug of hot cocoas, three octlis, many red wines, some shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, three small pink bags, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas, three whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kaisarnoo, Kajira is sitting in the sand, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Sarpadian, Sivan, Zestor is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox. > Zestor gets a pretach from a herbbag. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor shakes his head. Kaisarnoo gets a glass of caipirinha. You look at the small herbbag. A small bag enchanted to store herbs. It has a small leather cord to wear it around your waist. There is a little inscription inside. It is in prime condition. There are a carenna, two blaxtracs, three falcons, five telerses, two toletes, thirty slaliches, twenty floans, fortyeight bromennas, twentyseven chalymbaxes, ten colocrasses, thirtyfour flerrengrapses, fiftyfour pretaches, eleven artsas, seven bigophales, five bratevexes, fourteen flutriels, thirtyfour nadiils, eighteen ogrenoses, five olmanas, eleven scrondas, nine smulentses, sixtysix surraciels, twentyfour tulipas and fifteen variols inside. > Kaisarnoo cheers. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand pud herbsh in Kaisarnoo drinks from a glass of caipirinha. Melmo cheers. Zestor puts a pretach into the herbbag. Daelle asks Kaisarnoo in xyllic: Drunk yet? Hic! Sivan looks at the backpack. Melmo grins brightly. Kajira drunkenly looks over Santa. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I am a professional drinker. Sivan turns white as ashes. Zestor burps. Wind arises. Kajira goes ack! Sivan starts moving east. Daelle grins at Kaisarnoo. Zestor grins at Sivan. The wind blows even more. Sivan skips out east. The wind circles around Daelle. Kajira laughs. Daelle gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. The whirlwind whispers something to Daelle. The whirlwind dissolves. Daelle drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale. Kajira takes a red wine. The wind is gone. Santa concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: kaisharnoo *hic*of id! Kajira pokes Santa's belly. Kajira hiccups. Santa smiles at Kajira. Daelle gets a klunker. Santa laughs heartily. His belly shakes like a bowl full of jelly. Daelle drinks from a klunker. Daelle gets a guarana. Daelle drinks from a guarana. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: WOW Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Guarana Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: whad Sarpadian gets some beer skins. Melmo looks at Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda.. we're all good.. Zestor gets a glass of mushrum. Sarpadian burps. Sarpadian drops some beer skins. Kajira slurs in xyllic: bedder ssan good! Zestor offers a glass of mushrum to Kaisarnoo. Zestor gives a glass of mushrum to Kaisarnoo. Sarpadian gets four glass of elfwines. Kajira slurs in xyllic: we're sse beshd! Sarpadian drinks from a glass of elfwine. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of elfwine. Daelle drops two octlis. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of elfwine. Sarpadian drinks from a glass of elfwine. Kaisarnoo cheers at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink kaisharnoo! Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kaisarnoo drinks from a glass of mushrum. Zestor grins. Kajira starts moving east. Kajira skips out east. Santa sings in xyllic: well you got your gift already Kaisarnoo winks nonchalantly. Daelle puts two restore Mana potions into the backpack. Kaisarnoo falls unconscious. Zestor laughs. Santa chuckles. Melmo snickers wildly. Daelle puts a waterskin (1/4l) into the backpack. Sarpadian pukes on Kaisarnoo. Sarpadian pukes on Kaisarnoo. Daelle drinks from a devil's breath and a wide leather bandolier. Hic! Zestor rolls on the floor laughing. Melmo looks at Kaisarnoo. Sarpadian wipes his mouth. Daelle looks at the wide leather bandolier. Melmo burps. Zestor burps. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Melmo grins. Daelle attaches a vial to his bandolier. Zestor lifts his hand and a splash of water appears over Kaisarnoo's head, making him wet. Daelle attaches a vial to his bandolier. Melmo grins slightly at Zestor. Zestor shakes his head at Kaisarnoo. Daelle gets a small pink bag. Zestor slurs in xyllic: kaisharnoo are you damned ok? Daelle looks at the small pink bag. Kaisarnoo wakes up. Sarpadian hiccups. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: Raspberries Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: kaisharnoo *hic* you damned ok? Sarpadian laughs at Kaisarnoo. Zestor grins. Daelle gets 15 chocolate covered raspberries from the bag. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: whad wash ssad... Daelle drops a small pink bag. Daelle eats 15 chocolate covered raspberries. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*hhrum! Sarpadian points at Daelle. Zestor smiles. Daelle grins. Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: kaisharnoo: he *hic*ed all over you! Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: puked! Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud i *hic*hhed id away! Daelle looks at himself. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. From the east you you hear a female voice cackling loudly. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: whad did *hic* damned hic? Daelle bops Kaisarnoo on the head Kajira dances in. Zestor lifts his hand and a splash of water appears over Kaisarnoo's head, making him wet. Thornwald arrives. It gets lighter. Melmo snickers. Sivan dances in. Thornwald peers at Kajira. Kajira giggles wildly. Kajira burps. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira laughs. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: aije backe again... Kaisarnoo looks at the sand. Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Sivan laughs. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Melmo loudly whistles a catching tune. Kajira jumps around nervously. : Kajira: Couldn't dunk Sivan Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Kaisarnoo throws some sand at Daelle. Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party : Kajira: Or I would've Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Kajira dances madly! Thornwald peers at Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Thornwald sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling : Sivan: Hehehe, why not? ; Kajira dances madly! Thornwald sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Kajira goes ack! Thornwald stops singing. Hic! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: don'd dunk me again! : Kajira: Bug in the code. Thornwald grins at Kajira. : Sivan: Sivan is just too good :) Santa goes hmmmm. : Kajira: The person or object isn't done right Thornwald hiccups. Daelle gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. : Kajira: So you have to use race. : Santa: gotta dunk race : Kajira: And she's an elf : Kajira: Which makes her the first elf Zestor hiccups. : Sivan: dunk 2. elf ;) : Thornwald: dunk 2. elf? Sivan burps. : Kajira: So I can't dunk you :P Unles syou come in last Daelle grumbles to Zestor in xyllic: I'm full again : Kajira: Nope : Kajira: Not set up that way : Thornwald: dunk lame. elf? :p : Daelle: hahaha : Kajira: *cackles* Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: *hic*ghi shhould nod be given indo any glashs wiss alcohol Thornwald laughs. Kajira hiccups. You comfort Kaisarnoo. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: kai jushd god *hic*e! : Sivan: dumbass ;) Thornwald slurs in xyllic: already drunk? Thornwald grins at Kaisarnoo. Kajira happily pokes Santa's belly. Daelle grumbles to Kaisarnoo in xyllic: Sing us a song Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: kajira: can i shhid in my mouss? Sivan stumbles back to the sand. Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh like jello! Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Kajira takes a small pink bag. Daelle grumbles to Kaisarnoo in xyllic: that we can singalong to Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: kajira, *hic* i shhid in my *hic*ss? Kaisarnoo hiccups. Sarpadian burps. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: i have no *hic*ngs Kajira takes a lollipop from the 6. bag. Kajira offers a lollipop to Santa. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Kajira slurs in xyllic: here you damned go shanda Melmo looks up to Sivan. Daelle grumbles to Kaisarnoo in xyllic: Than sing us a bard song Sivan hiccups. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Sarpadian pukes on Santa. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. Thornwald nods to Kaisarnoo. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shing a shong, kai! Sarpadian slurs in xyllic: whoopshh! Daelle thanks Zestor. Zestor is bleeding. Melmo smiles slightly at Sivan. : Zestor: know I know what thirst is for, party miracle! Thornwald peers at Daelle. Daelle drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale and a wide leather bandolier. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle my dime do ged drunk! Daelle gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. : Sivan: Hehehe, yeah : Zestor: now.. Kajira drunkenly sits in the sand. Kaisarnoo grins at Daelle. Thornwald peers at Daelle. : Daelle: haha Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, *hic*nk more! Kajira leans back against Sivan's leg. Kajira offers a lollipop to Santa. Daelle drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Daelle grumbles in xyllic: I'm only blitzed You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. > Thornwald burps. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Sivan glances down at Kajira. Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Daelle. Thornwald gives a devil's breath to Daelle. Daelle drinks from a devil's breath. Zestor slurs in xyllic: daelle *hic* a mushhrum Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald smiles at Daelle. Daelle gets a glass of mushrum. You burp. Excuse yourself! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Daelle drinks from a glass of mushrum. Zestor grins. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party : Sarpadian: so do we have hangovers tomorrow for this? :P Thornwald grins at Kaisarnoo. Sarpadian joins Kaisarnoo's song. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Zestor slurs in xyllic: 1, 2, 3 Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Melmo grumbles in xyllic: sorry but i didnt get your name at the beginning ... i was confused because of this bunch here .. didnt expect ah party here.... Zestor looks up to Daelle. Kajira slurs in xyllic: paaardy! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Kajira hiccups. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Some of my friends came by from neighborhood Roifur joins Kaisarnoo's song. Sarpadian joins Kaisarnoo's song. Santa joins Kaisarnoo's song. Daelle joins Kaisarnoo's song. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The people startin'a climb the walls Santa grins. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Ooh it looks like somebody is having a ball Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and the... la laa... la la la... umhh.. He suddenly stops, very embarrassed. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shdill shdanding, nod bad! Sivan burps. Santa smiles. Kajira offers a lollipop to Santa. Thornwald trots about in the sand, looking like a fool. Melmo looks up to Sivan. Kajira laughs at Thornwald. Kaisarnoo slowly scratches his head. Santa sings in xyllic: am I slurring? Sivan grins drunkenly. Melmo pats himself on the head. Zestor shakes his head at Sivan. Thornwald growls at Kajira. Kajira sadly shakes her head at Santa. Daelle shakes his head at Santa. Kajira offers a lollipop to Santa. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: kajira wand do dance again? Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: whad *hic*e afder *hic*me dudesh climbed sse wallsh? Zestor burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* am i dancing wiss? Santa sings in xyllic: ok then.. I know a song from a friend Melmo goes hmmmm. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shomeone dance wiss pan! Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo nudges Daelle. Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kajira grins evilly. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Kajira looks up to you. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Sivan drunkenly nudges Kajira. Santa gets a vodka. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Thornwald sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Santa gets a vodka. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan, you damned have black *hic* *hic*l over you damned Thornwald sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Hmmmmm. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned can dance wiss pan Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some of my friends came by from neighborhood Kajira jumps around nervously. Sivan grins evilly. Thornwald stops singing. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Thornwald grins at Kajira. : Sarpadian: shit gotta take a shit ;) : Thornwald: Thanks for sharing! : Daelle: I gotta write more party songs : Sivan: Thanks for .. : Santa: thanks for sharing : Sivan: yeah :) : Thornwald: My day, for one, is thoroughly complete : Santa: I got a song : Kajira: *cackles* : Sivan: Just yours? ;) : Daelle: do it Santa smiles. : Kajira: I wanna hear! Sarpadian burps. You slur in xyllic: kajira i do? > : Sivan: Hehe : Roifur: tmi tmi tmi Santa sings in xyllic: ok then : Thornwald: Bards don't have any parties anymore :p Sivan burps. Kajira nods seriously to you. Kajira looks up to you. : Thornwald: So why bother with party songs? Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned have blank ink allll over you damned Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Sivan looks at you. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan wand a shhower? Thornwald grins at Melmo. Santa sings in xyllic: attention Melmo shivers. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good man *hic*mo! Kajira burps. Kajira nods seriously to Zestor. Sivan laughs drunkenly. Melmo grins brightly. Daelle hiccups. Daelle slurs in xyllic: shanda gonna shing Melmo hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pay addendion do shanda! Zestor hums a mystic melody. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald cheers at Santa. Melmo burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* shanda! Kajira cheers wildly. Santa taps his feet to a bright rhythm. Santa takes center stage. Santa drinks from a vodka. Melmo loudly whistles a catching melody. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: who ish shhanda? Zestor lifts his hand and a splash of water appears over his head making him wet all over. Melmo chuckles amusedly. Kaisarnoo burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shaaanda! You cheer at Santa. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: yey! Sivan grins at Zestor. Melmo wildly shakes his head. Thornwald points at Santa. Santa slurs in xyllic: #baudily# shid righd down and dake a load Santa slurs in xyllic: #baudily# i'll *hic*or you damned now *hic*s an ode! Santa slurs in xyllic: *hic*ing# *hic*udily# id'sh nod aboud love.. Santa slurs in xyllic: #baudily# or heaven above.. Santa slurs in xyllic: #baudily# bud of sse wonderful vomiding doad! Santa grins widely. Kajira laughs at Zestor. : Kajira: oops : Kajira: Sluring ;) : Thornwald: haha : Daelle: oops! Zestor hiccups. : Santa: am I? : Kajira: YEs ;) : Zestor: yea :) Santa drops four vodkas. : Thornwald: Santa[male elf] slurs in xyllic: #baudily# shid righd down and dake a load : Daelle: your baudily didn't work : Santa: shit : Sivan: *laughs* Hic! : Kajira: lol Melmo hiccups. : Thornwald: hahah : Santa: the vodka drinkingis built into the song : Kajira: *comforts Santa* ;) : Daelle: newb santa Sivan hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: dime for *hic* shong! Kajira laughs at Santa. Santa hiccups. Thornwald looks at the fine guitar. Melmo hiccups. Santa slurs in xyllic: momend Santa starts moving west. Santa skips out west. Kajira slurs in xyllic: hehehehe. shanda's drunk! Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Sivan grins drunkenly. Daelle grins. Kajira playfully pushes Sivan. Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic* finally shlurring Kajira slurs in xyllic: i win, shivan! Sivan dramatically falls back against the sand dune. You laugh. > Kajira giggles wildly. Daelle gets a cup of fresh milk. Sivan slurs in xyllic: no you damned *hic*n'd! Kaisarnoo gets a white wine. Kaisarnoo gets a white wine. Daelle drinks from a cup of fresh milk. Daelle burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i my do! Kaisarnoo offers a white wine to Daelle. Kaisarnoo gives a white wine to Daelle. Daelle slurs in xyllic: milk Sivan slurs in xyllic: no you damned don'd! Kaisarnoo cheers at Daelle. Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh for shanda Zestor gets Xorlogosh Real Ale. Zestor drinks from Xorlogosh Real Ale. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i *hic* milk for shanda Kaisarnoo drinks from a small wineglass. Zestor burps. Daelle slurs in xyllic: i *hic*nk sse wrong one Zestor looks up to you. Kajira looks at the sizable rosewood casket. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira! Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Kajira slurs in xyllic: yesh shivan! Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan bedder now? Sarpadian burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm *hic*hdening! Kajira slurs in xyllic: shdop yelling! Sivan slurs in xyllic: no you're nod Thornwald clears his throat. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan ink gone! are you damned angry wiss me now? Daelle gets some beer skins. Kajira tries to shove Sivan. Kajira slurs in xyllic: am doo! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh dime for a shong! Thornwald burps. Kajira looks up to you. Daelle drops some beer skins. You slur in xyllic: i am angry? > Kajira slurs in xyllic: nooooo You are a young black-haired female human, presenting yourself as: Pan, female human. As you look upon this young woman, you first notice her eyes which are unusually dark, almost black. Her deep black hair hangs loosely down her back, half of which is tied back with a deep red ribbon. Dark black eyeliner has been applied around her eyes, accenting the darkness in them. On her dainty ears, you see a set of small silver hooped earrings, which dangle at the top of each of her ears. She has fair skin, which has been somewhat tanned by the sun, and a hint of muscle can be seen. You have scars on your nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. You are smeared with black ink. You are short and normal for a human. You look like the image of perfection. You are in good shape. You are extremely alert. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. > Kaisarnoo fumes. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shhe hash ink! Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: ssen shdard *hic*nging! Kajira slurs in xyllic: shhe hash ink! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: and daelle ish going do shing! Kajira slurs in xyllic: inkkk Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* dond know! Hic! You slur in xyllic: idsh ink ssere! > Thornwald peers at Daelle. Sivan clumsily grabs Kajira's hands. The sky is clear and the sun shines. The day has begun. Kajira hiccups. Sivan tickles Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! shdill inky.. Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor i'm shoaked again Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, shing! With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, shing! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: daelle, shing! Daelle hiccups. Sivan burps. Sivan laughs. Melmo hiccups. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah led him drink more Sivan slurs in xyllic: how many bardsh we god here?! Daelle slurs in xyllic: my durn Zestor hums a mystic melody. Kajira laughs wildly. Melmo smiles. Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor... Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Zestor lifts his hand and a splash of water appears over your head making you wet. All of the black ink washes off. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I was walking in the woods, Thornwald stops singing. Daelle sings in xyllic: My life is spent in the caves Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad did you damned do wiss sse herbpipe? Daelle sings in xyllic: In this great o' world Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Daelle sings in xyllic: I mine for gold, silver and gems Daelle sings in xyllic: With a miners hoe Sivan goes ack! Sivan joins Daelle's song. Thornwald joins Daelle's song. Kajira joins Daelle's song. Daelle's music is so good that you join his song. Zestor joins Daelle's song. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: At times it can be lonely Daelle sings in xyllic: The sound of a miners tune Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Daelle sings in xyllic: As I pick and dig I begin to wonder Thornwald starts moving east. Kaisarnoo goes ack! Daelle sings in xyllic: Is there any more? Thornwald leaves east. : Sarpadian: afk... gonna do some shit with my family Daelle sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Daelle sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Sivan joins Daelle's song. Kajira joins Daelle's song. Kaisarnoo joins Daelle's song. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Daelle sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Kajira confusedly tries to move Sivan's hands. Daelle sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Daelle sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Melmo looks at the octli. Melmo looks at the waterskin (5l). Melmo looks at the medium backpack. Melmo looks at the large scabbard (with a gray bloodcovered blade sheathed inside). Melmo looks at the mystical necklace. Melmo looks at the black leather cap. Melmo looks at the pair of black leather gloves. Melmo looks at the golden ring. Melmo looks at the golden ring. Melmo looks at the small herbbag. Melmo looks at the elegant white linen shirt. Melmo looks at the pair of elegant trousers. Melmo looks at the ornamented leather mail. Melmo looks at the dark gray cloak. Melmo looks up to Sivan. Melmo looks at Kajira. Melmo looks at the smart wild female fox. Melmo looks at Kaisarnoo. Melmo looks up to the short-legged black male pony. Melmo looks up to Roifur. Melmo looks up to you. Melmo looks up to Sarpadian. Melmo looks at Zestor. Melmo looks up to Daelle. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the beer skin. Melmo looks at the vodka. Melmo looks at the vodka. Melmo looks at the vodka. Melmo looks at the vodka. Melmo looks at the octli. Melmo looks at the octli. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the shot glass. Melmo looks at the bundle of wood. Daelle sings in xyllic: The furnaces are getting hotter Daelle sings in xyllic: As the hours pass Daelle sings in xyllic: The silver bars are lined up Melmo joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: Waiting to be cashed in : Sivan: holy ;) Daelle sings in xyllic: I never know if it's day or night : Daelle: ack! Daelle sings in xyllic: And if it's spring or fall Daelle sings in xyllic: All I know is what I have Daelle sings in xyllic: The caves and the dusty mold Kaisarnoo looks away! Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan yesh? Melmo shivers. Suddenly Sarpadian turns to stone. Daelle sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Daelle sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Roifur joins Daelle's song. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Zestor looks up to you. Daelle sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Daelle sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Daelle sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Daelle sings in xyllic: I go to the entrance of the cave Daelle sings in xyllic: And I can see the forest greens Daelle sings in xyllic: I can hear the song of the birds Zestor slurs in xyllic: now ink ish washhed away! Daelle sings in xyllic: And the chirping of insects Daelle sings in xyllic: I remember when My father died Daelle sings in xyllic: I was the oldest kin Daelle sings in xyllic: He passed down my grandfathers hammer Daelle sings in xyllic: As he drew in his last breath Daelle sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder... Daelle sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick... Melmo looks at Zestor. Daelle's music is so good that you join his song. Melmo joins Daelle's song. Daelle sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Daelle sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Daelle sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Kajira hiccups. Daelle sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Zestor burps. With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Daelle stops singing. Melmo looks up to Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssish mining... whad ish ssish crap? Melmo looks up to Daelle. Kaisarnoo claps wildly. Sivan grins drunkenly. Melmo smiles slightly. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: *hic*d wash a shad shong? Kaisarnoo hiccups. Daelle gets some beer skins. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald arrives. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Daelle drops some beer skins. The statue of Sarpadian crumbles to dust. Melmo looks at Thornwald. You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald looks at Melmo. Thornwald smiles at Melmo. Melmo smiles slightly. Kajira smiles happily. Kajira looks at the sun. Sivan looks at Kajira. Daelle gets a red wine. The sun shines brightly. > Melmo nods slowly to Thornwald. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Melmo grins brightly. Sivan slurs in xyllic: who are you damned shending dellsh do? Kajira slurs in xyllic: praishe sse lord! Sivan peers at Kajira. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: anosser *hic*ng? Thornwald ponders the situation. Kajira peers at Sivan. Daelle gets a whisky. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda!q Daelle burps. Zestor hiccups. Daelle drinks from a whisky. Melmo giggles. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira pushes Sivan. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I was walking in the woods, Thornwald sings in xyllic: when I heard a man singing. Kajira burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I went over to listen, Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Melmo takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Melmo grins joyfully. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and my ears started ringing. Thornwald's music is so good that you join his song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I was drawn there by the melody; Thornwald sings in xyllic: I just could not resist. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And suddenly I tapped by foot, Melmo burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and pounded with my fist! Kaisarnoo smirks. Kajira snaps at Sivan's hands with her teeth. Sivan hiccups. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I swayed to the rythm, Kaisarnoo joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald's music is so good that you join his song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: and danced to the beat, Thornwald sings in xyllic: while I pounded with my fist, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and tapped with my feet. Thornwald sings in xyllic: The man soon left my company, Thornwald sings in xyllic: and promised me one thing: Thornwald sings in xyllic: "This song that I have sung for you, Roifur joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald's music is so good that you join his song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: will now be yours to sing." You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, four octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a small wineglass, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Thornwald sings in xyllic: I was absolutely puzzled, Thornwald sings in xyllic: having no clue what he meant. Thornwald grins broadly. Thornwald sings in xyllic: I pondered it for half an hour, Thornwald sings in xyllic: then on my way I went. You are a young black-haired female human, presenting yourself as: Pan, female human. As you look upon this young woman, you first notice her eyes which are unusually dark, almost black. Her deep black hair hangs loosely down her back, half of which is tied back with a deep red ribbon. Dark black eyeliner has been applied around her eyes, accenting the darkness in them. On her dainty ears, you see a set of small silver hooped earrings, which dangle at the top of each of her ears. She has fair skin, which has been somewhat tanned by the sun, and a hint of muscle can be seen. You have scars on your nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. You are short and normal for a human. You look like the image of perfection. You are in good shape. You are extremely alert. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. > Sivan pulls his hands back slowly. Sivan joins Thornwald's song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Later in the day, Thornwald sings in xyllic: much to my surprise, Thornwald sings in xyllic: I began to sing the song, Santa dances in. Thornwald sings in xyllic: not believing my eyes! Daelle gets a glass of dark beer. Santa sits down to rest a while. Sivan wags his finger at Kajira. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Soon people gathered 'round me, Santa joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald's music is so good that you join his song. Melmo joins Thornwald's song. Daelle joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: dancing to the beat. Daelle drinks from a glass of dark beer. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Just like me, they pounded fists, Santa slurs in xyllic: no Thornwald sings in xyllic: and tapped with their feet. Thornwald sings in xyllic: My song has now come to a close; Thornwald sings in xyllic: I leave you with one thing: Thornwald sings in xyllic: "This song that I have sung for you, Zestor joins Thornwald's song. Thornwald sings in xyllic: will now be yours to sing." With a smile on his face, Thornwald stops singing. Santa slurs in xyllic: no luck Zestor offers a pipe to Melmo. Zestor gives a pipe to Melmo. Thornwald comforts Santa. Daelle comforts Santa. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ummm.. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo no dobacco bud hdanksh : Santa: damn potion not strong enough Daelle gets a glass of dark beer. Daelle drinks from a glass of dark beer. : Thornwald: hehe : Kajira: Have a gintseng? : Kajira: Mix one :P Santa sings in xyllic: still slurring? Melmo goes hmmmm. Melmo hiccups. Daelle gets a glass of white beer. You shake your head at Santa. > Melmo snaps his fingers. Thornwald shakes his head. Daelle drinks from a glass of white beer. Kajira shakes her head. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shanda! Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*hd god done! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hi shanda! Kajira slurs in xyllic: yey shanda Thornwald burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shanda i have a wishh! Sivan grins evilly. Sivan hiccups. Kaisarnoo looks at Santa. Santa sings in xyllic: not slurring? Melmo slurs in xyllic: pidy led me shee.. Santa sings in xyllic: sing capable? Melmo goes hmmmm. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* wand a herbpipe, pleashe! Kajira slurs in xyllic: oooh. whad'sh my shih? You agree with Zestor. > Kajira takes a red wine. Zestor hiccups. Santa offers a wooden herbpipe to Zestor. Santa gives a wooden herbpipe to Zestor. Kajira laughs happily. You burp. Excuse yourself! Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: iwss herbsh! Sivan laughs. Melmo nods slowly. Zestor cheers. Sivan looks at the small herbbag. : Santa: can I sing straight now? Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*hdor, cure me sho i can *hic*e a wine? Zestor looks at the wooden herbpipe. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pleashe? Daelle gets a guarana. Sivan gets eight pretaches from a herbbag. : Kajira: Yes :) Zestor cheers. Zestor cheers. Sivan offers eight pretaches to Zestor. Sivan gives eight pretaches to Zestor. Zestor lights his wooden herbpipe. Daelle drinks from a guarana. Zestor inhales some white smoke from his herbpipe. Santa sings in xyllic: smile Santa sings in xyllic: smile Sivan slurs in xyllic: shhare! Melmo slurs in xyllic: *hic*aay here i ll be back shoon ged new *hic*akoooa...... Santa smiles. Melmo burps. Melmo ponders the situation. Kajira hiccups. Santa sings in xyllic: ok song then Santa coughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shhare sse pipe! Santa taps his feet to a bright rhythm. Santa takes center stage. Zestor smiles relaxedly. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*are wiss me firshd Melmo nods to Kajira. Zestor inhales some white smoke from his herbpipe. Kajira slurs in xyllic: yey shanda! Santa sings in xyllic: Sit right down and take a load Santa sings in xyllic: I'll favor you now with an ode! Santa sings in xyllic: It's not about love.. Santa sings in xyllic: Or heaven above.. Santa sings in xyllic: But of the wonderful Vomiting Toad! Santa grins widely. Melmo twinkles his eyes slightly at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: who wandsh *hic* pipe? Daelle gets a glass of caipirinha. Melmo waves wildly. Sivan peers confusedly up at Santa. Kajira laughs. Santa sings in xyllic: There once was this inn by a road, Santa sings in xyllic: That's known as the Vomiting Toad Santa sings in xyllic: And the wenches insider her? Santa sings in xyllic: Their legs can't be wider, Santa sings in xyllic: And they'll certainly lighten your load Santa winks suggestively. Melmo nods wildly. Daelle drinks from a glass of caipirinha. Melmo rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. Melmo sits down to rest a while. Zestor offers a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Melmo. Zestor gives a wooden herbpipe to Melmo. Daelle gets a glass of caipirinha. Daelle hiccups. Santa sings in xyllic: The music inside is amusin' Santa sings in xyllic: You'll certainy never be snoozin' Santa sings in xyllic: It's no place for thinking Santa sings in xyllic: But a fine place for drinking!! Santa sings in xyllic: For those who would rather be boozin! Santa smiles drunkenly. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Daelle drinks from a glass of caipirinha. Melmo rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. Daelle gets a hot mulled wine. : Sivan: Hehe - emote peers confusedly up at #satan#. Melmo starts moving west. Melmo stomps west. : Sivan: No wonder it didn't work ;) Santa singses in xyllic: You can say that they make their drinks strong Santa singses in xyllic: And you certainly wouldn't be wrong! Santa singses in xyllic: A whiskey on Monday, Santa singses in xyllic: You're still drunk on Sunday! Santa holds his head in mock pain. Santa whispers carefully in xyllic: With a hangover worthy of song! Daelle drinks from a hot mulled wine. : Kajira: *cackles* Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor starts moving west. Zestor leaves west. Zestor arrives. Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor... Kajira laughs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: pashs sse *hic*e Santa sings in xyllic: Now they say that their girls just ain't proper Santa sings in xyllic: but I'm telling you man they got whoppers! Santa sings in xyllic: Have the ride of your life Santa warns in xyllic: Just don't tell your wife Santa sings in xyllic: And all for a fistful of copper! Santa grins impishly. Sivan loudly whistles a catching tune. Kajira cheers wildly. Zestor sits down to rest a while. Zestor loudly whistles a catching tune. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Zestor slurs in xyllic: i *hic*e id do melmo Kajira amusedly shakes her head. Santa sings in xyllic: Now nobles say this place has lacks class Santa sings in xyllic: I daresay that some call it crass Santa laughs. Santa sings in xyllic: But who needs the elite Santa sings in xyllic: When you've got a beat Santa sings in xyllic: And a wench with a tight little ass! Zestor slurs in xyllic: and he ran off! Zestor growls. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor you damned are mishshing *hic* shong! > Sivan slurs in xyllic: he hash sse pipe!? Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo!! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: My life is spent in the caves Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo!! Santa stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: In this great o' world Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I mine for gold, silver and gems Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: With a miners hoe Daelle headbutts Santa. Santa bows. Sivan goes ack! Kajira cheers at Santa. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: At times it can be lonely Kajira cheers at Santa. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The sound of a miners tune Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: As I pick and dig I begin to wonder : Thornwald: Warning: This song is hereby rated PG-27 by Xyllomer standards Sivan hiccups. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Is there any more? Daelle slurs in xyllic: shanda good shong Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier You clap appreciatively. > Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home : Sivan: *laughs* Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, we have do find melmo Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The furnaces are getting hotter Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: As the hours pass Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The silver bars are lined up Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Waiting to be cashed in Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I never know if it's day or night Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And if it's spring or fall Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: All I know is what I have Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The caves and the dusty mold Kajira hiccups. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, melmo shdole zeshdor's herbpipe! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Daelle gets a hot mulled wine. Zestor burps. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Daelle drinks from a hot mulled wine. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I go to the entrance of the cave Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And I can see the forest greens Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I can hear the song of the birds Daelle gets a hot mulled wine. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And the chirping of insects Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I remember when My father died Daelle drinks from a hot mulled wine. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: I was the oldest kin Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* we didn'd ged do shmoke! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: He passed down my grandfathers hammer Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: As he drew in his last breath Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder... Sivan chuckles softly. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick... Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Thornwald turns white as ashes. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Kaisarnoo burps. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Daelle gets a hot mulled wine. [near] Nothing. > 16 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Roifur, male dwarf > Sivan goes ack! Daelle drinks from a hot mulled wine. Sivan peers at Thornwald. You burp. Excuse yourself! Kajira goes ack! Sivan slurs in xyllic: run, run Kajira moves away from Thornwald. Kaisarnoo slightly sways while singing. Thornwald doubles over and pukes. Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeshdor. cure me? You slur in xyllic: ewww > Daelle goes ack! Santa concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Sivan slurs in xyllic: urgsh... Melmo stomps in. Zestor looks up to Kajira. Daelle slurs in xyllic: uke again Melmo chuckles. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Sivan moves away from Thornwald. Daelle burps. Melmo sits down to rest a while. Melmo smiles brightly. Sivan peers at Melmo. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: kajura you damned arend wounded You peer at Melmo. Hmm... > Daelle gets Best Bitter. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* i wand a glashs of wine! Melmo grins brightly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssere sse *hic*e! Daelle slurs in xyllic: beshd bidder Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira, waid... Melmo offers a wooden herbpipe to Sivan. Melmo gives a wooden herbpipe to Sivan. Kaisarnoo peers at Melmo. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wand my red wine ! pleashe! Daelle gets Best Bitter. Sivan looks at the wooden herbpipe. Daelle gets Best Bitter. Melmo smiles slightly at Sivan. Melmo sings in xyllic: I was walking in the woods, Melmo sings in xyllic: when I heard a man singing. Melmo sings in xyllic: I went over to listen, Melmo sings in xyllic: and my ears started ringing. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan shdill *hic*bsh in id? Melmo sings in xyllic: I was drawn there by the melody; Melmo sings in xyllic: I just could not resist. Daelle slurs in xyllic: my Melmo sings in xyllic: And suddenly I tapped by foot, Zestor slurs in xyllic: herbsh? Melmo sings in xyllic: and pounded with my fist! Kaisarnoo throws his head back and cackles! Melmo sings in xyllic: I swayed to the rythm, Melmo sings in xyllic: and danced to the beat, Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic* Melmo sings in xyllic: while I pounded with my fist, Melmo sings in xyllic: and tapped with my feet. Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic*nid Melmo sings in xyllic: The man soon left my company, Melmo sings in xyllic: and promised me one thing: Thornwald hiccups. Melmo sings in xyllic: "This song that I have sung for you, Melmo sings in xyllic: will now be yours to sing." Sivan looks at the small herbbag. Kajira takes a small herbbag from the backpack. Melmo sings in xyllic: I was absolutely puzzled, Melmo sings in xyllic: having no clue what he meant. Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic*hdor *hic* full again Melmo sings in xyllic: I pondered it for half an hour, Melmo sings in xyllic: then on my way I went. Sivan slurs in xyllic: give me predachesh Melmo sings in xyllic: Later in the day, Melmo sings in xyllic: much to my surprise, Melmo sings in xyllic: I began to sing the song, Kajira gets a pretach from a herbbag. Melmo burps. Melmo sings in xyllic: not believing my eyes! Kajira analyses a pretach. Zestor offers eight pretaches to Sivan. Zestor gives eight pretaches to Sivan. Kajira gets a pretach from a herbbag. Melmo sings in xyllic: Soon people gathered 'round me, Melmo sings in xyllic: dancing to the beat. Melmo sings in xyllic: Just like me, they pounded fists, Kajira offers two pretaches to Sivan. Kajira gives two pretaches to Sivan. Melmo sings in xyllic: and tapped with their feet. Melmo sings in xyllic: My song has now come to a close; Zestor looks at the small herbbag. Melmo sings in xyllic: I leave you with one thing: Melmo snickers. Daelle looks at Melmo. Melmo sings in xyllic: "This song that I have sung for you, Melmo sings in xyllic: will now be yours to sing." Zestor gets four pretaches from a herbbag. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah for lader.. Kaisarnoo burps. Daelle looks at Zestor. Zestor puts four pretaches into the herbbag. Daelle looks at Kaisarnoo. Kajira starts moving east. Zestor burps. You look at the small herbbag. A small bag enchanted to store herbs. It has a small leather cord to wear it around your waist. There is a little inscription inside. It is in prime condition. There are a carenna, two blaxtracs, three falcons, five telerses, two toletes, thirty slaliches, twenty floans, fortyeight bromennas, twentyseven chalymbaxes, ten colocrasses, thirtyfour flerrengrapses, fiftyfour pretaches, eleven artsas, seven bigophales, five bratevexes, fourteen flutriels, thirtyfour nadiils, eighteen ogrenoses, five olmanas, eleven scrondas, nine smulentses, sixtysix surraciels, twentyfour tulipas and fifteen variols inside. > Kajira skips out east. Daelle looks at Santa. Kajira dances in. Daelle looks at Santa. Daelle looks at Sivan. You slur in xyllic: i god plendy o *hic*dachesh > Santa smiles. Santa loudly whistles a catching melody. Daelle looks at you. Sivan hiccups. You get fiftyfour pretaches from the herbbag. > Kajira takes a small pink bag from the backpack. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan gread! Daelle looks at Roifur. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sho Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the bag. Hic! Kajira eats a chocolate covered raspberry. Melmo looks at Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who wandsh do go hund *hic*llsh? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who wandsh do *hic* hund drollsh? Kaisarnoo gets a glass of cuba libre. : Sivan: sec, phone ;) Daelle slurs in xyllic: roifur ish nod drunk Melmo nods wildly. Kajira hiccups. You put 30 pretaches. > Thornwald smiles broadly. Kaisarnoo puts a glass of cuba libre. Thornwald hiccups. Daelle burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan you damned jushd climbed up sse ladder of reshpecd a lod You drop 24 pretaches into the herbbag. > Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Melmo slurs in xyllic: ledsh goooouu Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and the... la laa... la la la... umhh.. He suddenly stops, very embarrassed. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira laughs at Zestor. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? You cheer. > Melmo grins amusedly. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox picks up the glass with her muzzle. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wanna *hic*oke! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wanna shmoke! Santa chuckles. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Santa laughs heartily. His belly shakes like a bowl full of jelly. Kajira laughs at the smart wild female fox. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: at night or at day Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be fish Daelle counts his bottles. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: swimming on in their sway Kaisarnoo coughs. Kaisarnoo tries to sing something, but the result is just a pathetic croak! Kaisarnoo sniffs. Daelle counts his glasses. Kajira takes a red wine from the backpack. Santa sings merrily. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, four octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a small wineglass, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Roifur loudly whistles a catching melody. Roifur sits down to rest a while. Roifur performs a backflip and lands on his feet again. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*hdor.. pleashe led *hic* *hic*nk more? Zestor slurs in xyllic: didnd *hic* damned wand do shing shanda? Roifur sits down to rest a while. Kaisarnoo giggles happily. Roifur performs a backflip and lands on his feet again. Zestor slurs in xyllic: or have i mishshed ssad? Kaisarnoo burps. Zestor hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeshdor can *hic* damned help me drink more? Melmo looks up to Roifur. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor you damned mishshed *hic* > Zestor nods to Kajira. Zestor sighs. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Melmo burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i ssink we shhould all drink once, dogesser. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i wash confushed Melmo slurs in xyllic: whadsh my name aagain Zestor sighs deeply. Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeshdor's shying? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: one shhod dogesser, everyone? Zestor slurs in xyllic: shhying? Kajira confusedly comforts Zestor. Melmo slurs in xyllic: whadsh my name aagain Zestor loudly whistles a catching tune. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i am nod shhy! Daelle counts his glasses. Kajira laughs. Melmo burps. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald gets a vodka. Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeshdor's shhy? Kajira giggles wildly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nooo! Melmo hiccups. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: everyone do a shhod wiss me! Kajira laughs wildly. Melmo chuckles. Sivan burps. Kajira raises her glass. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: grab a vodka! : Daelle: 8 bottles, two cups, 11 glases, three shots, two wine glasses With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: or whadever you damned *hic*e! Sivan sings in xyllic: My life is spent in the caves Sivan sings in xyllic: In this great o' world Sivan sings in xyllic: I mine for gold, silver and gems Sivan sings in xyllic: With a miners hoe Sivan sings in xyllic: At times it can be lonely Sivan sings in xyllic: The sound of a miners tune Sivan sings in xyllic: As I pick and dig I begin to wonder : Kajira: She's resisting? ;) You cheer at Sivan. > Kaisarnoo tries to clear the throat. Sivan sings in xyllic: Is there any more? Daelle puts a sharp gray blade into the backpack. Kajira laughs at Sivan. Sivan sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Sivan sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Sivan sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Sivan sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil : Zestor: not really my best miracle :) Sivan sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Daelle puts some vials into the backpack. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. Sivan sings in xyllic: The furnaces are getting hotter Daelle puts a small mortar into the backpack. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Sivan sings in xyllic: As the hours pass Sivan sings in xyllic: The silver bars are lined up Sivan sings in xyllic: Waiting to be cashed in Sivan sings in xyllic: I never know if it's day or night Sivan sings in xyllic: And if it's spring or fall Sivan sings in xyllic: All I know is what I have Sivan sings in xyllic: The caves and the dusty mold Kajira takes an emerald ring from the backpack. Roifur tries to grab your arm but you manage to step out of reach in the last second. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Melmo looks at Zestor. Sivan sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder Daelle hiccups. Sivan sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick Sivan sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Kaisarnoo gets a glass. Santa chuckles. Sivan sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Roifur snaps his fingers. Melmo hiccups. Sivan sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil You gasp in astonishment. > Kajira turns white as ashes. Sivan sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Santa sings in xyllic: this is a party! Sivan sings in xyllic: I go to the entrance of the cave Sivan sings in xyllic: And I can see the forest greens Kajira starts moving east. Sivan sings in xyllic: I can hear the song of the birds Thornwald burps. Kajira skips out east. Sivan sings in xyllic: And the chirping of insects Kaisarnoo puts two glasses, a shot glass and a small wineglass. Sivan sings in xyllic: I remember when My father died Sivan sings in xyllic: I was the oldest kin Sivan sings in xyllic: He passed down my grandfathers hammer Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Sivan sings in xyllic: As he drew in his last breath Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. You burp. Excuse yourself! Sivan sings in xyllic: The stone is getting harder... Sivan sings in xyllic: Everytime I throw this pick... : Thornwald: "his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body" Sivan sings in xyllic: The rocks are getting heavier Zestor slurs in xyllic: eh shivan Sivan sings in xyllic: And the gems are getting dull Sivan sings in xyllic: The sound of the smithies anvil Sivan sings in xyllic: Is the sound I hear at home Roifur tries to grab your arm but you manage to step out of reach in the last second. Kaisarnoo burps. Kajira dances in. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan *hic* damned shaid you damned didnd like id Kajira groans. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > : Sivan: back : Thornwald: even your specials are slurring :p Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud you damned learned id damn *hic*hd!! : Sivan: Hehehe You slur in xyllic: roifur why *hic* you damned doing ssad! > Zestor slurs in xyllic: fashd! Daelle drops two Best Bitters, many bottles, two cups, some glasses, three shot glasses and two small wineglasses. Zestor smiles at Sivan. Sivan looks at the wooden herbpipe. Kajira takes a glass, a red wine and a shot glass from the backpack. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*sh dime for a drink! Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor i'm full again Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh dime for a drink! Sivan puts a pretach into the pipe. Kajira puts a glass, two red wines and a shot glass. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shhods for everyone! Melmo looks at the octli. Melmo looks at the octli. Daelle gets a shot glass. Kajira takes a bottle and a green glassbottle from the backpack. Sivan slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Kaisarnoo raises his left eyebrow while squinting at the small wineglass. Kajira puts a bottle and a green glassbottle. Daelle drops a shot glass. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*van pud in more we *hic* plendy! Sivan goes ack! Kajira takes a green glassbottle. Melmo loudly whistles a catching tune. Sivan puts three pretaches into the pipe. Kajira puts a green glassbottle into the backpack. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Sivan pats himself on the head. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shmooke, shivan Santa goes hmmmm. Kajira thanks Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, have we been gooood? Zestor nods to Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cured! Kaisarnoo makes efforts to clear the throat. Kajira takes a red wine. Melmo smiles at Sivan. Sivan lights his wooden herbpipe. Zestor burps. Santa smiles. Sivan inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. Kajira brings her red wine up in a toast. Santa looks at Kajira. Thornwald sniffs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: oooohhhhhhh Santa sings in xyllic: you are good! Kajira slurs in xyllic: do a *hic*l of a *hic*dy. Kajira slurs in xyllic: do a hell of a pardy. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*ryone shhould do a shhod. Sivan looks at Kajira. Sivan turns white as ashes. Sivan goes ack! Sivan starts moving east. Sivan inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. : Kajira: Nice ;) Zestor slurs in xyllic: ack! Sivan skips out east. Daelle hiccups. Melmo snickers. Zestor slurs in xyllic: he cand shdand sse shmoke! Zestor smiles. Sivan dances in. Sivan slurs in xyllic: falshe alarm You turn white as ashes. Oh oh, seems you have to throw up any second! : Kajira: *cackles* Sivan's throwing up at the sigh of Kaji Santa sings in xyllic: didn't like the gift? Sivan laughs. Melmo grins at Sivan. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Sivan sits down to rest a while. Sivan inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. You puke on your shoes. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, quid hogg-- *hic*.. pan Melmo looks up to you. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ohhhh... ssish are good herbsh Daelle slurs in xyllic: ssere goesh pan again Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan are you damned ok? Sivan offers a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Kajira. Sivan gives a wooden herbpipe to Kajira. Melmo hiccups. Kajira hiccups. You slur in xyllic: ick. > Kajira leans back lazily. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kaji... dry ssad Kajira lights her wooden herbpipe. Kajira inhales some sweet smoke from her herbpipe. Melmo smiles. Sivan leans back beside Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: mmmm Melmo slurs in xyllic: yumii You emote: Pan shuffles some sand over the puke. > Daelle gets a red wine. Zestor hiccups. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Thornwald hiccups. Kajira gazes up at the sky with a dazed expression. Daelle drops a small wineglass. Melmo grins slightly at you. Kajira drinks from a small wineglass. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 30 pretaches, some Best Bitters, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, three bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, four glass of caipiciossas, three glass of cuba libres, two glass of dark beers, four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, some mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, two small pink bags, three small wineglasses, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas, two whiskies and many white wines. Daelle, Kaisarnoo, Kajira, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Sivan is leaning back against a sand dune, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox (carrying a glass). > Sivan grins evilly. Kaisarnoo dully goes hmmm. Santa goes hmmmm. Hic! Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor pleashe i'm shoaked again Sivan looks up to Kajira. Kajira takes a small pink bag from the backpack. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira Santa grins. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic* me a *hic*nk Zestor nods to Daelle. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Kajira takes a small herbbag from the backpack. Sivan frowns confusedly. Kajira gets fifteen pretaches from a herbbag. Daelle thanks Zestor. Kajira puts a pretach into the pipe. Kajira puts a pretach into the pipe. Kajira puts a pretach into the pipe. Melmo grins silently at Sivan. Kajira puts a pretach into the pipe. Kajira lights her wooden herbpipe. Kajira inhales some sweet smoke from her herbpipe. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor shdill shoaked. You point at the 30 pretaches. > Sivan goes ack! Kajira offers a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Zestor. Kajira gives a wooden herbpipe to Zestor. You slur in xyllic: kajira sseyre ssere! > Santa starts moving north. Santa skips out north. Zestor slurs in xyllic: dond fucking reshdishd ssen! Kajira cheers at you. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda? Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor dry again Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira, wand a *hic*nk? From the north you hear a male voice shouting in xyllic: I leave you cheer? Zestor gets eight pretaches. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Kajira nods seriously to Sivan. Zestor puts three pretaches into the pipe. Hic! Zestor lights his wooden herbpipe. Zestor inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. Daelle hiccups. Zestor offers you a wooden herbpipe (lit). You accept a wooden herbpipe from Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*h pleashe You light your herbpipe. > You inhale some sweet smoke from your herbpipe. Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Sivan burps. You suddenly feel very tired ... Daelle sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Daelle sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Daelle sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Kajira takes a glass of caipiciossa. You can only blow smoke at someone shortly after you've inhaled smoke. It seems you weren't quick enough this time. > Daelle sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Kajira takes a glass of caipiciossa. Daelle sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Kajira offers a glass of caipiciossa to Sivan. Kajira gives a glass of caipiciossa to Sivan. Wind arises. Daelle sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Kajira smells at the drink. The wind blows even more. Daelle sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Kajira looks at the glass of caipiciossa. The wind circles around Daelle. Daelle sings in xyllic: The thunder rolls, the fiddle sings The whirlwind whispers something to Daelle. Daelle sings in xyllic: A message sent on stormcloud's wings, Daelle sings in xyllic: Its words are hauled by mighty gales, The whirlwind dissolves. Daelle sings in xyllic: Fly far away, and tell the tales! Kajira cheers. Your herbpipe is already lit! > The wind is gone. Daelle sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Daelle sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Daelle sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Kajira raises a toast to Sivan. You inhale some sweet smoke from your herbpipe. Daelle sings in xyllic: My words have rushed with winds that fly You blow the smoke into Zestor's face. > Sivan ponders the situation. Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the sea, across the sky, Zestor burps. Kaisarnoo appears to regain a normal voice. Daelle sings in xyllic: And even if I leave this glen, Daelle sings in xyllic: The wind will whisper them again. You grin. > With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. Sivan gets a glass of caipiciossa. Melmo snickers. You offer a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Kajira. Kajira accepts a wooden herbpipe. > Daelle gets Best Bitter. Thornwald hiccups. Kajira clinks her glass against Sivan's. Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Kajira lights her wooden herbpipe. Kajira inhales some sweet smoke from her herbpipe. Daelle thanks Zestor. Daelle gets Best Bitter. Melmo slightly raises his eyebrow at Kajira. Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Zestor gets a mug of hot cocoa. Daelle gets Best Bitter. Melmo hiccups. Melmo smiles slightly at Kajira. Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Zestor drinks from a mug of hot cocoa. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Hic! Kajira offers a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Sivan. Kajira gives a wooden herbpipe to Sivan. Daelle gets Best Bitter. Sivan grins drunkenly at Kajira. Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Kajira smiles silently at Melmo. Daelle gets Best Bitter. Melmo goes hmmmm. Daelle drinks from Best Bitter. Kajira drinks from a glass of caipiciossa. Daelle gets a red wine. Kajira slurs in xyllic: mmmmm Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Kajira burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: led ossersh shmoke doo! Daelle gets a red wine. Melmo smirks. Kajira licks her lips happily. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Sivan offers a wooden herbpipe to Thornwald. Kajira falls unconscious. Melmo burps. Santa dances in. Daelle gets a white wine. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nod *hic*aysh sse shame onesh! Kajira wakes up. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Zestor nods to Sivan. Santa sings in xyllic: was build a sandcastle! Kajira groans. Calair: Yenul told me a message from Bukar for the Satais. Daelle gets a white wine. Melmo snickers slightly. Calair: Bukar's words were: hi Thornwald giggles. Sivan offers a wooden herbpipe to Thornwald. Kajira laughs at Santa. Sivan offers a wooden herbpipe to Thornwald. 17 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Roifur, male dwarf > Daelle sighs. Sivan burps. The following Satais have been seen recently: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pupils : Roifur > Sivan slurs in xyllic: my durn! Thornwald leans back against the sand. Daelle drops a white wine. Sivan slurs in xyllic: my durn Roifur: calair please tell the clerics hi bukar Calair: I asked Yenul to inform the Clerics. Sivan ponders the situation. Kajira laughs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: my durn Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald shmoke! Sivan goes ack! Daelle slurs in xyllic: shivan go Daelle hiccups. Roifur sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Roifur sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Sivan offers a wooden herbpipe to Thornwald. Roifur sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Sivan gives a wooden herbpipe to Thornwald. Roifur sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Roifur sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Roifur sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Roifur sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Roifur sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Thornwald lights his wooden herbpipe. Roifur sings in xyllic: Some of my friends came by from neighborhood Sivan drinks from a glass of caipiciossa. Santa sings in xyllic: gotta get narcotic herbs Thornwald inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. Roifur sings in xyllic: The people startin'a climb the walls Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic*fur'sh durn Roifur sings in xyllic: Ooh it looks like somebody is having a ball Roifur sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Roifur sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling You point at the 22 pretaches. > Santa sings in xyllic: those arethe good ones Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssey're *hic* sse ground! Roifur sings in xyllic: Everybody starts to loose control Thornwald smiles broadly. Roifur sings in xyllic: When the music is right Roifur sings in xyllic: If you see somebody hangin' around Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira you're doo *hic*k Roifur sings in xyllic: Don't get uptight Kajira slurs in xyllic: ground shanda Roifur sings in xyllic: The only thing we want to do tonight Roifur sings in xyllic: Is go 'round and 'round Sivan slurs in xyllic: doo weak Roifur sings in xyllic: And turn upside down Kajira slurs in xyllic: you're drunk, *hic*van! Roifur sings in xyllic: Come on! Let's get down! : Roifur: for 2 seconds I thought I had just been cursed Sivan grins mischievously. Roifur sings in xyllic: So come on! Let's get loose Kajira gasps in astonishment! Thornwald inhales some sweet smoke from his herbpipe. Roifur sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Roifur sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling : Roifur: lol : Daelle: hahaha Roifur sings in xyllic: We gonna dance all night Kajira rolls over and pushes Sivan. Thornwald offers a wooden herbpipe (lit) to Roifur. Thornwald gives a wooden herbpipe to Roifur. Roifur sings in xyllic: Till the broad daylight : Sivan: Hehehe Roifur sings in xyllic: Keep on movin', keep on groovin' Roifur sings in xyllic: Oh yeah Kajira slurs in xyllic: how dare *hic*! Roifur sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling : Daelle: curse of the song Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* durn roifur! Roifur sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Melmo burps. : Roifur: was bout to say aint that a bitch Sivan pushes Kajira back clumsily. : Roifur: I come to party and then get owned Kajira shoves Sivan harder. : Sivan: *laughs* Kajira slurs in xyllic: how *hic*e you!!!! : Daelle: you did get owned. Sivan peers at Kajira. : Kajira: lol : Zestor: :) Kajira slurs in xyllic: grrr! Kajira growls drunkenly at Sivan. Daelle slurs in xyllic: sse fox wan'dsh do drink doo Sivan playfully tackles Kajira to the sand. Kaisarnoo giggles happily. : Roifur: I got globed while in another room Zestor slurs in xyllic: we need more wood! : Roifur: that is far from owned ;) Zestor hiccups. Melmo smiles slightly. Kajira hiccups. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo seems to literally stumble over a few words, but somehow recovers and continues to sing. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Zestor slurs in xyllic: i ged shome wood Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Kajira struggles roughly against Sivan, pinching his arm! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Sivan tickles Kajira wildly. Zestor describes a gesture with his jade blue dagger and hums a mystic melody. : Daelle: okay you win Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight The smart wild female fox looks confusedly at Kaisarnoo Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: at night or at day Sivan goes ack! Thornwald hiccups. Suddenly the air is ripped appart by a blood red slash. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be fish Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: swimming on in their sway Zestor leaves into the void. Kajira shrieks and laughs. Melmo burps. : Roifur: yep Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and if there is the humming of bees Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the thunder of hooves, the flapping of wings Kaisarnoo stops singing. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: we mushd deach sse *hic*malsh do drink Sivan slurs in xyllic: where'sh *hic*hdor going? Kajira slurs in xyllic: nod fair! Daelle hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: im' nod weak! Sivan laughs softly. : Roifur: had I fought back I would have been owned Kajira looks up confusedly. Sivan slurs in xyllic: yesh you damned are! Santa looks at Kajira. Sivan turns white as ashes. Sivan goes ack! Kajira pulls herself up into a slightly raised position. : Roifur: lose lose situation Sivan stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ew! Sivan starts moving east. Sivan skips out east. : Daelle: trying to see how much I can drink but keep getting full Santa smiles. Kajira seriously shakes her head. Santa laughs in xyllic: HO HO HO Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda, did you damned have fun wiss our pardy? The blood red slash vanishes. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: where Santa nods to Kajira. Melmo grins slightly at Santa. Roifur looks around Daelle bursts into tears. Kajira goes ack! Santa looks at Daelle. Daelle slurs in xyllic: *hic*hdor ish gone. Santa sings in xyllic: what's wrong? Kajira slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! my god.. Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor gone Roifur gets a digging hoe from the backpack. Melmo burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: why are you damned drying? Roifur grumbles in xyllic: Hoe Hoe Hoe Roifur grins. Kajira takes a bottle of fruit ambrosia. Kajira drinks from a bottle of fruit ambrosia. Kajira drops a glass and a small wineglass. Daelle slurs in xyllic: roifur make me ssrishdy Kajira drops a bottle. Kajira falls unconscious. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, two bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, a glass of caipiciossa, three glass of cuba libres, two glass of dark beers, four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many red wines, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, two small pink bags, four small wineglasses, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas, two whiskies and some white wines. Daelle, Kaisarnoo, Kajira (unconscious) is sprawled out on the sand, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Thornwald is leaning back against the sand, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox (carrying a glass). > Sivan dances in. Daelle throws his head back and cackles! You cheer at Kajira. > Sivan grabs Kajira's arm and pulls it up behind her back! Sivan grins evilly. Sivan starts moving east. Sivan drags Kajira east. Sivan skips out east. Roifur improves his digging hoe by his skills. Roifur puts a digging hoe into the backpack. : Daelle: can roifur make me thristy? Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Sivan dances in. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox sits down to rest a while. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kaisarnoo stops singing. : Roifur: have zestor cast thrist on ya Sivan gets a red wine. Sivan gets a red wine. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Thornwald burps. Sivan starts moving east. Daelle burps. Sivan skips out east. : Daelle: he's gone : Santa: you needot get the fruits formthe jungle that make you thirsty : Roifur: ok I am highspeed [near] Nothing. [far] Kajira (unconscious) is sprawled out on the sand and Sivan > Melmo looks at Thornwald. : Daelle: ah, ppeppers Zestor arrives. Zestor sits down to rest a while. Roifur nods. [near] Nothing. [far] Kajira is sprawled out on the sand and Sivan > Zestor piles some wood. Santa starts moving east. You say in xyllic: He's back! > Santa skips out east. : Roifur: and the return :) Daelle slurs in xyllic: we need *hic*persh But there is no octli left anymore. > Roifur smiles. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is nearly empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. > Zestor lights a fire. Daelle slurs in xyllic: pepper Thornwald blinks. Santa dances in. Roifur points at Zestor. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, four octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a small wineglass, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad? But there is no octli left anymore. > Daelle slurs in xyllic: pleashe bring *hic*persh You put four octlis. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, two bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, a glass of caipiciossa, three glass of cuba libres, two glass of dark beers, four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, some red wines, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, two small pink bags, four small wineglasses, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas, two whiskies and some white wines. Daelle, Kaisarnoo, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Thornwald is leaning back against the sand, Zestor is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). > Zestor slurs in xyllic: uhh? Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: pepper! Daelle slurs in xyllic: pleashe bring sse peppersh Zestor slurs in xyllic: i jushd *hic* wood! Melmo hiccups. Daelle nods to Kaisarnoo. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: dalle wants to be thirsty The smoke makes you cough. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shomeone elshe go.. i *hic* *hic*ed!! Zestor slurs in xyllic: i cand walk anymore... Daelle starts moving east. Daelle stomps east. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan you damned go? Daelle stomps in. Thornwald grins at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i make a shlashh for you! Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: he ish nod here! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor, shuch a drooper. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah i jushd ran do adlandish! Zestor sighs. Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor *hic*e me *hic*ishdy again pleashe Kaisarnoo giggles happily. Zestor wields a jade blue dagger in his right hand. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Thornwald burps. Daelle burps. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Daelle's body. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. Zestor is bleeding. : Daelle: can mages do that too? : Zestor: nope ;) Daelle thanks Zestor. Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Daelle gets a white wine. Zestor snuggles up to you. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Zestor burps. The sky is clear and the sun shines. Daelle gets a white wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a white wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a white wine. You tickle Zestor. > Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. More smoke rise from the fire. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, two bottle of fruit ambrosias, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, some dragonfires, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, four gnomish breads, many glasses, a glass of caipiciossa, three glass of cuba libres, two glass of dark beers, four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, some red wines, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, two small pink bags, four small wineglasses, three plate of seafood divans, two herbed white pizzas, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas, two whiskies and three white wines. Daelle, Kaisarnoo, Melmo is resting here, Roifur, Santa, Thornwald is leaning back against the sand, Zestor is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). > Daelle gets a white wine. Zestor goes ack! Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. You sit down to rest a while. > Zestor giggles. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Daelle gets a white wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Zestor smiles at you. Roifur grumbles in xyllic: awwww Daelle gets a white wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a red wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a red wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a red wine. Thornwald hiccups. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Daelle gets a red wine. Daelle drinks from a small wineglass. Thornwald gets a vodka. Daelle gets a red wine. Zestor gets a red wine. Daelle gets a bottle of fruit ambrosia, a glass of caipiciossa, three glass of cuba libres, two glass of dark beers, four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, two glass of white wines, two guaranas, four mug of hot cocoas and a red wine. Thornwald offers a vodka to Melmo. Thornwald gives a vodka to Melmo. Daelle grins. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Zestor gets a bottle of white wine. Daelle drinks from a bottle of fruit ambrosia, a glass of caipiciossa, three glass of cuba libres and two glass of dark beers. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: melmo do a shhod *hic*s me! Daelle drops four glass of red wines, three glass of white beers, two glass of white wines, two guaranas, four mug of hot cocoas and two red wines. Zestor drops a bottle of white wine. Thornwald raises his vodka into the air. Daelle drops many small wineglasses. You get a glass of white beer. > You drink from a glass of white beer. > Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cheersh! _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are somewhat toasted. You are capable of carrying 79% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Daelle slurs in xyllic: i wand *hic* pashs oud Zestor gets a red wine. Zestor offers you a red wine. You accept a red wine from Zestor. Kaisarnoo puts two small wineglasses. Kaisarnoo puts a bottle. Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Melmo burps. Thornwald drinks from a vodka. Daelle burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* cheersh! Melmo falls asleep. Zestor drinks from a small wineglass. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I am very full You emote: Pan raises her glass to Zestor. > You drink some of the red wine. It isn't one of the best elven wines but it is certainly worth its money. You drink from a small wineglass. > _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are slightly pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Thornwald grins at Zestor. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Kaisarnoo blinks. : Daelle: very stones : Daelle: stoned Zestor slurs in xyllic: kaisharnoo need do ged ssirshdy again? Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Thornwald gets a dragonfire. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: And sober again! Suddenly you feel very drunk. Zestor hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay, *hic* wandsh a shhod? With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kaisarnoo's body. Daelle slurs in xyllic: zeshdor *hic* doo pleashe Thornwald holds the drinks up in the air slightly. Kaisarnoo gasps in astonishment! More smoke rise from the fire. Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: I need a drink!!! Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Zestor smiles at Kaisarnoo. Santa smiles. Thornwald offers a dragonfire to Kaisarnoo. Thornwald gives a dragonfire to Kaisarnoo. Kaisarnoo drinks from a dragonfire. Zestor grins. Thornwald drinks from a dragonfire. Zestor slurs in xyllic: 1, 2... Kaisarnoo mentions in xyllic: three, four... Thornwald smiles at Kaisarnoo. More smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good man! Zestor nods. Kaisarnoo nods sagely. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nod bad! Kaisarnoo flexes his muscles. You burp. Excuse yourself! Zestor smiles. : Zestor: afk short Thornwald hiccups. Kaisarnoo ponders the situation. : Daelle: gotta leave soon Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: baaaaa A fire burns to ashes. Kaisarnoo looks at Melmo. You slur in xyllic: *hic*sharnoo shheep? > Kaisarnoo points at Melmo. Daelle slurs in xyllic: no more fire Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: shheep? Kaisarnoo looks at the smart wild female fox. Zestor hiccups. Daelle looks at Melmo. Daelle grins. Daelle burps. Kaisarnoo smiles. Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Kaisarnoo offers a small wineglass to Melmo. Kaisarnoo gives a small wineglass to Melmo. Kaisarnoo giggles happily. Daelle gets a small pink bag. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Daelle looks at the small pink bag. Calair: Yenul told me a message from Morion for the Satais. Daelle gets 15 chocolate covered raspberries from the bag. Daelle drops a small pink bag. Calair: Morion's words were: The mantras have been changed. Daelle eats 15 chocolate covered raspberries. Kaisarnoo gets a herbed white pizza. Kaisarnoo offers a herbed white pizza to Melmo. Kaisarnoo gives a herbed white pizza to Melmo. Daelle slurs in xyllic: yum Melmo seems to have some nice dreams... Thornwald burps. Kaisarnoo looks at the small herbbag. Daelle looks at the small herbbag. Daelle looks at the small pink bag. Daelle looks at the small pink bag. Daelle looks at the medium linen sling bag. Kaisarnoo looks at the small pink bag. Hic! Kaisarnoo gets a small pink bag. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: why *hic* ssere a *hic*py face on id? Zestor hiccups. You slur in xyllic: kaisharnoo do keep you damned happy? > Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: whad? You shrug. > Kaisarnoo gets a vodka. Kaisarnoo drinks from a vodka. Kaisarnoo puts three small wineglasses. Daelle takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald hiccups. Daelle sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Kaisarnoo puts an octli. Daelle sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Daelle sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Daelle sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Daelle sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Daelle sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes The wind blows even more. Daelle sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Kaisarnoo hiccups. The wind circles around Daelle. Daelle sings in xyllic: The thunder rolls, the fiddle sings The whirlwind whispers something to Daelle. Daelle sings in xyllic: A message sent on stormcloud's wings, Daelle sings in xyllic: Its words are hauled by mighty gales, The whirlwind dissolves. Daelle sings in xyllic: Fly far away, and tell the tales! The wind is gone. Daelle sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Daelle sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Daelle sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Daelle sings in xyllic: My words have rushed with winds that fly Daelle sings in xyllic: Across the sea, across the sky, Daelle sings in xyllic: And even if I leave this glen, Daelle sings in xyllic: The wind will whisper them again. With a smile on his face, Daelle stops singing. You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: Like wild fire Thornwald sings in xyllic: Comes roaring Thornwald sings in xyllic: Mad whirlwind Thornwald sings in xyllic: Burning the road Thornwald sings in xyllic: Black thunder Thornwald sings in xyllic: White lightning Thornwald sings in xyllic: Speed demons cry Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol Thornwald sings in xyllic: Night riders Thornwald sings in xyllic: Death dealers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Storm bringers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Tear up the ground Thornwald sings in xyllic: Fist flying Thornwald sings in xyllic: Eyes blazing Melmo seems to have some nice dreams... Thornwald sings in xyllic: They're glory bound Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol Four devils arrive in a puff of sulphur. One is redskinned, the other greenskinned, the third is blueskinned and the last has a golden skin. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Brutalize you Thornwald stops singing. The devils kneel down and sing: `We have delivered your message'. The four devils dance and sing: 'We are the hell patrol' and vanish in a puff of sulphur. Daelle burps. : Daelle: you can kill someone with thirst? : Santa: yup Kaisarnoo gets a plate of seafood divan. : Daelle: gross Kaisarnoo offers a plate of seafood divan to Melmo. Kaisarnoo gives a plate of seafood divan to Melmo. Kaisarnoo burps. : Santa: I've died of thirst a few times Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: oooohhhhhhhh Kaisarnoo gets a gnomish bread. Zestor hiccups. Kaisarnoo eats a gnomish bread. : Daelle: an embarrassing way to go Kaisarnoo chews loudly. You emote: Pan covers her ears. > Daelle slurs in xyllic: gnome you damned like ssad? Santa concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. 17 people are in the world, of these you know: Kaisarnoo, male gnome Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Troc, male human Daelle, male dwarf Roifur, male dwarf > Santa waves. Kaisarnoo ponders the situation. Santa sings in xyllic: off to spread cheet Santa sings in xyllic: cheer Daelle waves in Santa's direction. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: idsh from ashyra? You wave in Santa's direction. > Melmo wakes up. Troc arrives. Daelle looks at Melmo. Daelle greets Troc. Melmo chuckles. Daelle slurs in xyllic: droc drink up Melmo pats himself on the head. Santa starts moving south. Santa skips out south. Melmo blushes. Thornwald burps. Melmo smiles drunkenly. Kaisarnoo nudges Daelle. Troc speaks confidently in xyllic: not into drinking Zestor hiccups. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: ashyra bread? Daelle slurs in xyllic: droc doo bad Melmo nods slowly. Melmo rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. Kaisarnoo burps. Kaisarnoo smiles innocently at Melmo. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: i ll go search my bed .... Troc looks at Melmo. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: Like wild fire Thornwald sings in xyllic: Comes roaring Troc looks at you. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Mad whirlwind Thornwald sings in xyllic: Burning the road Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Black thunder Kaisarnoo offers a small wineglass to Troc. Thornwald sings in xyllic: White lightning Melmo burps. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Speed demons cry Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Night riders Thornwald sings in xyllic: Death dealers Melmo waves drunkenly. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Storm bringers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Tear up the ground Thornwald sings in xyllic: Fist flying Thornwald sings in xyllic: Eyes blazing Thornwald sings in xyllic: They're glory bound Melmo grumbles in xyllic: aye have fun..... Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol Four devils arrive in a puff of sulphur. One is redskinned, the other greenskinned, the third is blueskinned and the last has a golden skin. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Brutalize you Thornwald stops singing. The devils kneel down and sing: `We have delivered your message'. The four devils dance and sing: 'We are the hell patrol' and vanish in a puff of sulphur. Melmo starts moving west. Melmo stomps west. Daelle burps. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo seems to literally stumble over a few words, but somehow recovers and continues to sing. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Like wild fire Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Comes roaring Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Mad whirlwind Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: Burning the road Kaisarnoo stops suddenly, shaking his head dissatisfied. Daelle slurs in xyllic: i ssink id ish dime for me do redire now Daelle nods wildly. Thornwald grins. Daelle slurs in xyllic: where ish my shhip? Kaisarnoo boggles at the concept. Santa dances in. Kaisarnoo yawns. Kaisarnoo falls asleep. Santa sings in xyllic: moment Santa starts moving north. Santa skips out north. You burp. Excuse yourself! Troc starts moving west. Troc leaves west. Daelle waves lazily in your direction. Daelle slurs in xyllic: bye bye *hic* damned drunksh Zestor burps. Thornwald grins at Daelle. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sheeya buddy You wave wildly in Daelle's direction. > Thornwald burps. Daelle starts moving south. Daelle stomps south. : Zestor: re Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad happened? Hic! Zestor slurs in xyllic: daelle *hic* leaving? You shrug. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a herbed white pizza, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, four cock-a-leekie soups, many glasses, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, four mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is sleeping here, Roifur, Thornwald is leaning back against the sand, Zestor is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). > Zestor burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and shanda? and melmo? Zestor slurs in xyllic: where ish everyone? You get a cock-a-leekie soup. > Thornwald waves in Zestor's direction. You offer a cock-a-leekie soup to Zestor. Zestor accepts a cock-a-leekie soup. > Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hi zeshdor! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh *hic*nk! Thornwald gets a shot glass. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and.. *hic*d ish far more impordand.. where *hic* sse herbpipe? Thornwald gets a shot glass. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor you damned like cock.... shoup? > Thornwald drops a mug and two shot glasses. Zestor nods to Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pan whad shoup?? Thornwald offers a dragonfire to Zestor. Thornwald gives a dragonfire to Zestor. Sivan dances in. Kajira dances in. Thornwald smiles at Zestor. Santa dances in. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh go zeshdor! Kajira tickles Santa wildly. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor sse cock.. shoup! > Santa sings in xyllic: go see the castle Thornwald offers a dragonfire to Sivan. Thornwald gives a dragonfire to Sivan. Zestor looks at a cock-a-leekie soup. Kajira points her sword at Sivan. Santa points north. Thornwald offers a dragonfire to Kajira. Thornwald gives a dragonfire to Kajira. Kajira drinks from a small wineglass. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shhod dime! Hic! Zestor hiccups. Sivan goes ack! Kajira drinks from a dragonfire. Kajira falls unconscious. Zestor slurs in xyllic: enver dried id! Sivan burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: everyone do sse *hic*gonfire! Thornwald hiccups. Kajira wakes up. Thornwald drinks from a dragonfire. Sivan drinks from a dragonfire. Zestor nods to Thornwald. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor dry id, idsh good! > Zestor slurs in xyllic: i will dry id pan! Kajira's sword falls back to the sand. Zestor nods. Zestor gets a cock-a-leekie soup. Zestor eats a cock-a-leekie soup. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: inuthi hash a elathu? Sivan falls down beside Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: aaaah.. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: shivan, i'll be *hic*iighd luthien Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*ad! Zestor smiles. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: bareneon, lomind av riiiighd back Sivan nods drunkenly to Kajira. Kajira takes some sand and throws it on Sivan's leg. Zestor puts his arm around you. Sivan goes ack! Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan peers at Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: now who hash sse herbpipe! Zestor peers at Sivan. Kajira leaves Sivan's team. Kajira laughs. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Kajira nudges Santa. Kajira joins Sivan's team. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i don'd have id! : Kajira: oops Kajira leaves Sivan's team. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssorny? Kajira points her sword at Sivan. Zestor looks at Thornwald. You slur in xyllic: wheresh sse pipe? > You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Sivan peers confusedly at Kajira. Santa nods. Thornwald boggles at the concept. Santa sings in xyllic: pass the pipe Zestor hiccups. Kajira clumsily takes a firmer grip on her sword. Zestor nods wildly. Santa chuckles. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: inuthi elathu Thornwald slurs in xyllic: whad? Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: inuthi elathu Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor do sse *hic*od! Santa sings in xyllic: north!! Kajira growls dangerously. [near] Nothing. > Santa starts moving north. Thornwald offers a dragonfire to Zestor. Thornwald gives a dragonfire to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad ish norss? Santa skips out north. Sivan goes ack! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: i'll be *hic*k for uve damned bareneon! Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Kajira hiccups. Thornwald hiccups. Zestor starts running north. Zestor leaves north. Kajira sits down to rest a while. Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Kajira starts moving north. Kajira skips out north. From the north you you hear a male voice cheering loudly. Sivan looks at the smart wild female fox. From the north you you hear a female voice cheering loudly. You flip back and stand on your feet again. > Sivan goes ack! > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You can leave: east, southeast, south, southwest, west. A festive holiday sandcastle. Kajira, Santa and Zestor. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: enel inuthi!q Thornwald arrives. You burp. Excuse yourself! You look at the festive holiday sandcastle. It is a beautiful castle skillfully made out of sand. Be careful that you don't destroy it! > You clap appreciatively. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: nod bad shanda! Thornwald destroys a sandcastle. What a pity. Thornwald starts moving south. Thornwald leaves south. You gasp in astonishment. > Kajira spins around happily. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ouch! Kajira goes ack! Kajira starts moving south. Kajira skips out south. Santa sings in xyllic: that's it > Santa shouts in xyllic: you're gonna get run over by a reindeer! Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*dsh a shpod *hic* sse lishd below *hic*il ash hell?" You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a herbed white pizza, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, four mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is sleeping here, Kajira, Roifur, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). Kajira raises her sword up to point at Thornwald. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: *hic*! Zestor arrives. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: you yavanw'ind ainielono sse *hic*hdle! Sivan laughs drunkenly. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: uve yavanw'ind indini! Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira can'd even dalk Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Sivan grins evilly. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Zestor sinks down next to you again, putting her arm around her once more. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Santa dances in. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Kajira jumps around nervously. Kajira tries to make a slice through the air. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Kajira dances madly! Thornwald stops singing. Sivan laughs. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ath'adr! Thornwald smiles broadly. Hic! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: aaargh Sivan burps. Kajira confusedly stumbles over her feet. Sivan slurs in xyllic: dance kaji Kajira looks at the black longsword. Sivan grins. Kajira growls. Zestor hiccups. Thornwald burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald sho we drink? Kajira draws a light sword from her scabbard belt. Kajira wields a light sword in her left hand. Kajira unwields a light sword. Kajira draws a silver estoc from her scabbard belt. Kajira wields a silver estoc in her left hand. Thornwald nods to Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i've been waiding! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: yl'ele Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink zeshd! Kajira unwields a silver estoc. Kajira sheathes a silver estoc in her scabbard belt. Kajira sheathes a light sword in her scabbard belt. Zestor lifts his dragonfire. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned doo! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: *hic*nda! Kajira starts moving north. Kajira skips out north. Thornwald lifts his dragonfire up. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh do ssish. Sivan slurs in xyllic: where'sh sse pipe? Zestor slurs in xyllic: one, dwo.. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssree!! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssree! Thornwald grins. Zestor drinks from a dragonfire. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssree!!! Thornwald drinks from a dragonfire. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a herbed white pizza, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four bowl of ice creams, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, four mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, some vodkas and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is sleeping here, Roifur, Santa, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). > Zestor smiles. Sivan drinks from a glass of caipiciossa. Thornwald burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: good shduff! You sit down to rest a while. > Thornwald claps Zestor on the shoulder. Sivan slurs in xyllic: yeshshss Zestor burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good man! Kaisarnoo wakes up. Zestor smiles at Thornwald. Sivan looks at Kaisarnoo. Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad'sh wrong wiss sse gnome? Kaisarnoo smiles. Thornwald pokes Kaisarnoo in the ribs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: are you damned ok kaisharnoo? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: whoa, id moved! Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: i am fine! Sivan laughs. Zestor smiles. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*dengnome Sivan hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: gardengnome! Kajira dances in. Kajira pouts. Zestor slurs in xyllic: dond be rude shivan! Kajira takes a bowl of ice cream. Kaisarnoo burps. You burp. Excuse yourself! Sivan slurs in xyllic: bud id washn'd moving Kajira looks at a bowl of ice cream. Zestor offers a dragonfire to Sivan. Zestor gives a dragonfire to Sivan. Kajira burps. Sivan goes ack! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor grins. Kaisarnoo grabs some sand and throws it at Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: anosser? Kajira looks at Sivan evilly. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: shandelf! Zestor nods. Sivan goes ack! Zestor slurs in xyllic: for beeing rude! Kaisarnoo points at the sand. Sivan stumbles back from the sand. Zestor burps. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and.. who hash sse pipe?!? Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*are kajira? Kajira begins to pelt Sivan playfully with chocolate covered raspberries. You agree with Zestor. > Kaisarnoo puts a small wineglass. Sivan goes ack! Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Sivan. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Sivan. Kaisarnoo gets a vodka. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Sivan. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Sivan. Thornwald gets a vodka. Thornwald gets a vodka. Kaisarnoo drinks from a vodka. Thornwald offers a vodka to Zestor. Thornwald gives a vodka to Zestor. Sivan slurs in xyllic: shhare! Thornwald grins at Zestor. Kaisarnoo falls unconscious. Kajira tosses another chocolate covered raspberry at Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*odsh? Zestor slurs in xyllic: damn.. Kaisarnoo wakes up. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: eono ieno sse pipe? Sivan dodges the raspberry clumsily. Thornwald turns toward Zestor. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor shomeone *hic*hd *hic*e daken id! > Kaisarnoo wrinkles his forehead. Sivan slurs in xyllic: why doesh everyone look *hic* me? Zestor nods wildly to you. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssievesh!!! Sivan burps. Thornwald burps. Kajira examines you intensely. Kaisarnoo looks up to Sivan. Kajira looks very confused. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: maybe shomeone who lefd? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor you damned *hic*e a vodka in my hand . .. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: pipe! Zestor slurs in xyllic: bed id wash ssad droc.. : brb! > Sivan slurs in xyllic: melmo! Thornwald peers at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: droc! Thornwald raises his vodka to Zestor. Zestor burps. Kaisarnoo gets a vodka. Zestor looks at the vodka. Zestor slurs in xyllic: anosser? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: vodka shhodsh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: vodka shhodsh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: vodka shhodsh! Thornwald cheers. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ok! Kaisarnoo raises his vodka to Zestor, imitating Thornwald. Kaisarnoo burps. Thornwald dances around wildly. Kaisarnoo cheers. Kaisarnoo drinks from a vodka. Kajira laughs wildly. Zestor raises his vodka. Kaisarnoo falls unconscious. Thornwald drinks from a vodka. Zestor drinks from a vodka. Zestor falls unconscious. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Thornwald laughs. Kaisarnoo wakes up. Zestor wakes up. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Kajira pokes Santa's belly. Hic! Kaisarnoo grins amusedly at Zestor. Kajira leans heavily against Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh.. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i need a shmoke now.. Kaisarnoo gets a cup. Kajira nods seriously. Kajira takes a herbed white pizza. Kajira eats a herbed white pizza. Thornwald grins broadly. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: mmmm Zestor slurs in xyllic: shanda? Zestor grins. Kajira hiccups. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ienode a gread yavod. Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i dond wand do be greedy... Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud we *hic*d a pipe Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: baruvo *hic*nda? Kajira takes a mug of hot cocoa. Kajira drinks from a mug of hot cocoa. Zestor slurs in xyllic: could you damned ged give ush anosser? Kajira whistles happily. Zestor slurs in xyllic: pleashe! : Sivan: was on phone : Sivan: back Kajira lays back in the sand, looking up at the sun. Sivan looks at Kajira. Thornwald hiccups. Kajira looks at the sun. Sivan smiles at Kajira. Zestor hiccups. Kajira smiles dreamily. Sivan carefully takes the longsword from Kajira's hands. Kaisarnoo burps. Kajira unwields a black longsword. Sivan slurs in xyllic: leave ssad ssere Sivan grins mischievously. Kajira offers a black longsword to Sivan. Kajira gives a black longsword to Sivan. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ainamon wrong yave en shword? Kajira looks confusedly at her hands, then back up at the sun. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned shee anyone elshe wiss a shword? Sivan burps. Suddenly Roifur turns to stone. : Sivan: hehe, the fox with the glass is just too funny ;) Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ieniel you damned mel'ian yl'ianel das olin iwem.. : Sivan: That a bard ability? : Kajira: Yeah : Kajira: Controlling animals. : Sivan: Hadn't seen that before : Kajira: I think : Kajira: It's Kai's Kajira hiccups. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: *hic* dasel a asatiel el a umm.. *hic* pipe Sivan nods seriously. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, a cup, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three bowl of ice creams, three gnomish breads, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is resting here, Kajira is laying in the sand, Santa, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan, a short-legged black male pony, a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass) and a statue of Roifur. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor? Kajira eats a bowl of ice cream. Sivan slurs in xyllic: where'sh sse pipe? Zestor slurs in xyllic: yea? You burp. Excuse yourself! _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are somewhat toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Zestor slurs in xyllic: i fucking *hic* dond know! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! *hic* god.. shivan, ead an leonon cream The statue of Roifur crumbles to dust. : Sivan: hehe, really look like drunks : Sivan: asking the same thing a billion times ;) : Thornwald: hehe Kajira takes a bowl of ice cream. Thornwald hiccups. : Zestor: :)) Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Kajira sits up and nudges Sivan. Sivan hiccups. Zestor hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad? Zestor slurs in xyllic: shaaaanda pleaaashe! You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 22 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, a cup, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is resting here, Kajira is laying in the sand, Santa, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a glass). > Kajira offers a bowl of ice cream to Sivan. Kajira gives a bowl of ice cream to Sivan. Sivan blinks twice. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: uve yavanw'ind dolalirnat'h dry ssish. Sivan looks at a bowl of ice cream. You slur in xyllic: *hic*nda we need a pipe! > Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: ianynylel? Zestor nods wildly. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: bareneon, uve yavanw'ind ew das. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: tinen doleon *hic*d. Sivan slurs in xyllic: did you damned dry *hic* Kajira licks her lips. Kajira nods seriously to Sivan. Sivan ponders the situation. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: reja *hic* Zestor slurs in xyllic: if i dond ged a pipe shoon *hic* *hic*ard eading ssoshe predachsh.. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*s my *hic*dsh? Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: reja me? Kajira burps. Sivan slurs in xyllic: alrigd, alrighd Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Kaisarnoo burps. Sivan looks at a bowl of ice cream. There are a carenna, two blaxtracs, three falcons, five telerses, two toletes, thirty slaliches, twenty floans, fortyeight bromennas, twentyseven chalymbaxes, ten colocrasses, thirtyfour flerrengrapses, twentyfour pretaches, eleven artsas, seven bigophales, five bratevexes, fourteen flutriels, thirtyfour nadiils, eighteen ogrenoses, five olmanas, eleven scrondas, nine smulentses, sixtysix surraciels, twentyfour tulipas and fifteen variols inside. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*van you damned hid id, admid id! Kajira takes a pretach. You get an ogrenose from the herbbag. > Kajira eats a pretach. Kajira giggles. You offer an ogrenose to Zestor. Zestor accepts an ogrenose. > Sivan tentatively begins to eat the ice cream. Zestor eats an ogrenose. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor ssoshe are bedder! > Sivan eats a bowl of ice cream. Zestor smiles at you. Kajira smiles happily at Sivan. Zestor thanks you. Sivan slurs in xyllic: woah... Zestor cuddles you. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssad wash goood : Sivan: *laughs* Sivan hiccups. Kajira nods seriously to Sivan. Thornwald hiccups. Hic! : Sivan: the herbpipe draws hutzels and satais together ;) Zestor hiccups. Kaisarnoo shuffles his legs nervously and jumps to his feet. : Kajira: *cackles* Kaisarnoo gets a small wineglass. Kaisarnoo gets a mug. Kaisarnoo gets a shot glass. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*y dime do *hic*d drollsh! Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. : of course! > : Kajira: I think Kaji spent like 15 plats on this ;) Kaisarnoo starts juggling with a mug, a shot glass and a small wineglass! Kajira cheers. Kaisarnoo really seems to enjoy juggling. Kaisarnoo's small wineglass nearly falls to the ground. He manages to catch it just before it reaches the floor. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry from the 3. bag. Kaisarnoo loses his watchful eye on hismug. Immediately it falls down to the groud somewhere left from him. Thornwald starts moving southeast. Sivan laughs. That was too much for Kajira. Everything she juggles with falls to the ground. Thornwald leaves southeast. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*illing drinksh Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. Sivan slurs in xyllic: baaaadd Kaisarnoo burps. That was too much for Kajira. Everything she juggles with falls to the ground. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. Kajira takes a chocolate covered raspberry. That was too much for Kajira. Everything she juggles with falls to the ground. Kaisarnoo smiles. Kaisarnoo puts a cup. Hic! Thornwald arrives. Kaisarnoo sits down to rest a while. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Thornwald sits down to rest a while. : Kajira: Hehe. She can't juggle for shit right now ;) Kajira looks very confused. Kajira does not have enough items to juggle with. Kajira takes a shot glass. Kajira does not have enough items to juggle with. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira burps. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Kajira takes a mug. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox lets the glass drop out of her muzzle. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kajira starts juggling with a mug, a shot glass and a small wineglass! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: at night or at day Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be fish Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: swimming on in their sway You cheer at Kajira. > Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and if there is the humming of bees Kajira suddenly claps her hands during her performance. Really impressive! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the thunder of hooves, the flapping of wings Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the wonderful melody a magpie sings Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the chirp of a squirrel, the break of a branch Kaisarnoo stops singing. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Thornwald burps. Kajira suddenly claps her hands during her performance. Really impressive! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox looks confusedly at Kaisarnoo Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo cheers at Kajira. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kaisarnoo stops singing. Kajira is juggling with a mug, a shot glass and a small wineglass! Sivan laughs drunkenly. Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox looks confusedly at Kaisarnoo Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira, you damned can'd keep ssad up Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kajira loudly starts counting the items she is juggling with. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Kaisarnoo stops suddenly, shaking his head dissatisfied. Sivan slurs in xyllic: if i do ssish! Kaisarnoo takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Sivan burps. Sivan tickles Kajira wildly. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: What is language other than sound? Zestor slurs in xyllic: pppshshd Kajira's small wineglass nearly falls to the ground. She manages to catch it just before it reaches the floor. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: And what is sound other than music? Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: If there was no matter to strife Kajira goes ack! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: about, music would rule our life. The smart wild female fox picks up the food with her muzzle. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: whenever the wind blows Kajira shrieks and laughs. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: in dark or in light Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be birds Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: joining in with their flight Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and whenever the waves roll Kajira stumbles backwards a bit. Kajira's shot glass nearly falls to the ground. She manages to catch it just before it reaches the floor. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: at night or at day You grin. > Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: there'll always be fish Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: swimming on in their sway _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan laughs. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and if there is the humming of bees You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, a red wine, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, a vodka and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is resting here, Kajira is laying in the sand, Santa, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > Kajira focuses carefully. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the thunder of hooves, the flapping of wings Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the wonderful melody a magpie sings Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the chirp of a squirrel, the break of a branch Kaisarnoo raises his eyebrow. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the howl of a wolf, the growl of a bear Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: iw *hic*h asat'h good! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the rustling of leaves. then wildlife is here Hic! Kajira seems to loose the coordination of her movements for a glimpse of a second. Immediately her mug falls down directly on her head! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: then nature is near, its sounds are to hear Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: yl'ele! You get a red wine. > Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and deep in this cacaphony of life Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the most assuring orchestra is luring You laugh. > Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: indel! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: where sirens and dryads sing their song Sivan slurs in xyllic: no you damned weren'd! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: and symphony becomes nymphony Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: bareneon! Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the call of nature, the call of the nymphs Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: fading in and fading out Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: you yavanw'ind indini!q You drink some of the red wine. It isn't one of the best elven wines but it is certainly worth its money. You drink from a small wineglass. > Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: the call of nature, the call of the nymphs You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Kajira does not have enough items to juggle with. Kaisarnoo sings in xyllic: promising what life is about What? > Zestor hiccups. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are extremely toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > With a smile on his face, Kaisarnoo stops singing. Kaisarnoo walks around collecting some money. Kajira rubs her head. Kajira pouts deeply. Kaisarnoo goes eeks! Sivan laughs loudly. Kaisarnoo giggles happily. Kajira sniffs cutely. Sivan slurs in xyllic: shee? Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: iw doliel asat'h *hic*ooo inde Sivan slurs in xyllic: shid down Zestor cheers at Kaisarnoo. Kajira pushes Sivan. Sivan pats a spot on the sand beside him. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: you damned never uvien anyssing iw do yl'eon good! Thornwald hiccups. Kajira hiccups. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: nimal elasadr doo weak! Zestor slurs in xyllic: do kaisharnoo! Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned do ssingsh? Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: uve yavanw'ind dasel das mel'irni iwem! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: you yavanw'ind won'd led iwem *hic* indodeon! Kajira pushes Sivan again! Kaisarnoo hiccups. Zestor looks at his pot with a bitter look on his face. Sivan falls back against the sand dune. Zestor drops an octli. Zestor gets an octli. Sivan laughs. Zestor looks at the octli. Kajira roughly tackles Sivan in the sand. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is nearly empty. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is half filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. You look at the octli. A clay pot, ornamented with red and yellow painted runes and symbols. It is filled with octli. > Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: i'm *hic*ck of lom! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: uve damned olal do aneon iwem! Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: el olin me! Sivan slurs in xyllic: hey! Zestor gets an octli. Zestor takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Zestor grins joyfully. Zestor falls unconscious. Santa sings in xyllic: "ok Sivan slurs in xyllic: i didn'd kill you damned You get an octli. > Santa sings in xyllic: Goodn night!! Sivan burps. Sivan nods drunkenly. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: inuthi, tinian nyod reij anuthe! You take a good swallow of octli from your clay pot. You grin joyfully. > Zestor wakes up. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: el iw need a asatiel! You offer an octli to Zestor. Zestor accepts an octli. > : Santa: dozing here You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Zestor shakes his head. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are extremely pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan slowly ponders the situation. : Thornwald: ditto Kaisarnoo sticks out his tongue at Zestor. : Kajira: Aww : Santa: I callit night Zestor slurs in xyllic: i had enough, ssank you damned : Sivan: hehehe ;) : Santa: Merry christmas to all! : Kajira: Alrighty. They were harassing you ;) Santa waves. : Kajira: Take care. Keep in touch, eh? : Sivan: Likewise ;) Take care Thornwald waves in Santa's direction. : Santa: and to all a good night! Zestor waves in Santa's direction. : Kajira: haha Nothing taken. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, three bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, four glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, two slice of cheesecakes, a vodka and two whiskies. Kaisarnoo is resting here, Kajira is laying in the sand, Santa, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan, a short-legged black male pony and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Santa starts moving north. Thornwald burps. Santa skips out north. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: *hic* giand gnome mushd now go do bed. Kaisarnoo burps. You get a bottle of fruit ambrosia. > You put a bottle of fruit ambrosia. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: giand gnome? Nothing taken. > Thornwald smiles at Kaisarnoo. Sivan looks at Kaisarnoo. Zestor hiccups. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: bud will shdeal wine. You get two slice of cheesecakes. > Kaisarnoo gets a bottle of white wine. Kaisarnoo gets a glass of white wine. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: now even shanda ish gone, and *hic* dond have a pipe.. Kaisarnoo smiles. You offer a slice of cheesecake to Zestor. Zestor accepts a slice of cheesecake. > Zestor sighs. Kaisarnoo shuffles his legs nervously and jumps to his feet. Kaisarnoo cheers at Zestor. Santa dances in. You comfort Zestor. > Kaisarnoo waves wildly. Kaisarnoo slurs in xyllic: shee you damned *hic*! Kaisarnoo mounts the short-legged black male pony. Kaisarnoo starts riding south. Kaisarnoo rides south. Santa offers a crystal vase to Kajira. Santa gives a crystal vase to Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shanda no pipe fur *hic*? Santa starts moving north. Kajira smiles up at Santa happily. Santa skips out north. Sivan burps. Zestor sniffs. Hic! Kajira looks at the crystal vase. Sivan looks at Kajira. Sivan frowns slightly. Kajira takes a beautiful pink carnation from the vase. Kajira looks at a beautiful pink carnation. Thornwald snickers. From the north you hear a male voice shouting in xyllic: come kajira Kajira hiccups. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: yl'u Kajira starts moving north. [near] Santa > Kajira skips out north. Sivan ponders the situation. Wind arises. Hmmmmm. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here, his arm around Pan and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > The wind blows even more. The wind circles around Thornwald. As expected, the cake is sinfully rich and melts on your tongue. The sweet strawberry sauce provides a sweet accent to the actual cake, while the graham crust is crisp and buttery. You know this sort of dessert is too rich for daily consumption, but you still feel a bit of regret as you savor the last bite. You eat a slice of cheesecake. > The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. The whirlwind dissolves. The wind is gone. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are extremely pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Sivan peers to the north. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Zestor goes ack! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Zestor points north. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes The wind blows even more. Thornwald sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Sivan goes ack! The wind circles around Thornwald. Thornwald sings in xyllic: The thunder rolls, the fiddle sings The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A message sent on stormcloud's wings, Thornwald sings in xyllic: Its words are hauled by mighty gales, Thornwald slides over to Sivan, and puts his arm around Sivan. The whirlwind dissolves. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Fly far away, and tell the tales! Thornwald stops singing. The wind is gone. Zestor laughs at Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan id'sh okay! You comfort Sivan. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*k norss! Sivan slurs in xyllic: look norss! Sivan frowns deeply. Thornwald hugs Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: now you damned god ssorny inshdead Zestor burps. Sivan looks at the octli. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shivan Sivan takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Sivan grins joyfully. Sivan falls unconscious. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: rumor *hic*, he hash a *hic*e shack. Zestor nods. Thornwald shrugs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*hd anshwer! : Sivan: ok, didn't expect that ;) You laugh. > Thornwald hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: gueshs id do sse shame.. Sivan wakes up. : Thornwald: Rumor is, Santa has a HUGE sack. How can Sivan compete with that? :p : Sivan: *laughs* You burp. Excuse yourself! Sivan burps. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you're *hic* *hic*y friendsh Sivan slurs in xyllic: you're Sivan slurs in xyllic: my only friendsh Sivan nods seriously. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan ah dond *hic*e id *hic* hard Zestor looks at the small herbbag. Zestor looks at the small pink bag. Zestor looks at the medium linen sling bag. You turn white as ashes. Oh oh, seems you have to throw up any second! Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh You flip back and stand on your feet again. > > Zestor burps. You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. You puke on your shoes. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two cock-a-leekie soups, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). You sit down to rest a while. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded. You are extremely alert. > Zestor watches where you sits down. Thornwald burps. Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssornwald, zeshdor... Sivan slurs in xyllic: women are bad. Sivan nods seriously. You get a chocolate covered raspberry. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: no offenshe, pan You slur in xyllic: shivan no *hic* > Sivan burps. Zestor nods sadly. Thornwald smiles at Sivan. You offer a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Zestor accepts a chocolate covered raspberry. > Zestor takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Zestor grins joyfully. Zestor falls unconscious. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hm..i'm gedding ssirshdy Zestor wakes up. Zestor falls unconscious. Sivan throws his head back and cackles! Zestor wakes up. Zestor drops a chocolate covered raspberry. You comfort Zestor. > > Zestor drops a slice of cheesecake. Zestor drops a cock-a-leekie soup. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i dond wand fucking food! Sivan laughs loudly. Hmmmmm. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, two klunkers, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > Sivan slurs in xyllic: he wandsh herbsh Sivan slurs in xyllic: herbsh herbsh herbsh Zestor nods. Thornwald hiccups. You slur in xyllic: i dond *hic*w where ssey wend! > You burp. Excuse yourself! Zestor hiccups. Sivan hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: wow, sse crowd *hic*re god shmall. You nod sadly. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shhod dime Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shhod dime Thornwald gets a klunker. Thornwald gets a klunker. Thornwald offers a klunker to Sivan. Thornwald gives a klunker to Sivan. Sivan nods seriously. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*van Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shhod Sivan slurs in xyllic: i need do drink ssish? Kajira dances in. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: yesh shiv! You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink id! Thornwald burps. Kajira looks at the a red cap with white fur trim and a white bobble, a pair of sooty black boots, a pair of warm red pants with white fur trim, a warm red fur jacket with white fur trim, and a warm red shirt. Sivan burps. Kajira slurs in an unfamiliar tongue: shanda *hic*opped being shanda, el yavain'al das be a pp. Sivan peers at Kajira. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... You slur in xyllic: kajira *hic* you damned shdill shanda? > Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*ira xyllic? Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes The wind blows even more. The wind blows even more. Thornwald sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Thornwald stops singing. Zestor slurs in xyllic: kajira The wind circles around Thornwald. The wind circles around Sivan. The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shanda shdopped being shanda, and *hic*ided do be a pp. The whirlwind whispers something to Sivan. The whirlwind dissolves. The whirlwind dissolves. Thornwald nods seriously to Sivan. The wind is gone. The wind is gone. Sivan nods angrily to Thornwald. Kajira slurs in xyllic: sho he wore a ssief shuid inshdead. Sivan drinks from a klunker. You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald smiles at Sivan. Kajira blinks. Sivan falls unconscious. Thornwald drinks from a klunker. Kajira grabs Sivan's arm and pulls it up behind his back! Kajira starts moving east. Kajira drags Sivan east. Kajira skips out east. You laugh. > Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald starts moving east. Thornwald leaves east. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor starts running east. Zestor leaves east. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. A smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > You flip back and stand on your feet again. > > You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. There are human tracks leading west. There are human tracks leading southeast. There are horse tracks leading south. There are human tracks leading east. > [near] Nothing. > [near] a charming golden haired female mermaid > [near] Kajira, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald and Zestor > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food) [far] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > A colourful fish swims by. [near] Kajira, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald and Zestor > > You are swimming in the dark green water of the ocean. The waves here are much higher than those in the west, and further to the east they look really dangerous. The ocean is all around you and you see a beach far to the west. You can leave: north, south, southwest, west, northwest. Kajira, Sivan is sprawled out on the sand, Thornwald and Zestor. Kajira growls. A large wave hits you. You stumble. Sivan splashes around wildly, spluttering. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i don'd like my friendsh gedding dragged off. A huge wave hits your head hard. Kajira slurs in xyllic: oh, bud he *hic*gged me off? Kajira starts moving south. Kajira drags Sivan south. Kajira skips out south. A huge wave hits your head hard. You are swimming in the dark green water of the ocean. The waves here are much higher than those in the west, and further to the east they look really dangerous. The ocean is all around you and you see a beach far to the west. You can leave: north, south, southwest, west, northwest. Thornwald and Zestor. > Zestor starts running west. Zestor leaves west. Thornwald starts moving west. [near] Zestor [far] a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food) > Thornwald leaves west. [near] Thornwald and Zestor [far] a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food) > [near] Nothing. [far] Thornwald, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food) > > You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: woman shuck Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Thornwald nods to Zestor. You peer at Zestor. Hmm... > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i agree. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: well. You sit down to rest a while. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: moshd women shuck Zestor slurs in xyllic: nearly all *hic* Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shorry pan, we didn'd mean do ashshume all. Hic! Zestor hiccups. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls You slur in xyllic: *hic* dond shuck, moshd sse dime. > Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Thornwald stops singing. The wind blows even more. The wind circles around Thornwald. The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. The whirlwind dissolves. The wind is gone. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who'sh *hic*s me? Thornwald points at the devil's breath. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two bundles of wood, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald is resting here, Zestor is resting here and a smart wild female fox is reclining here (carrying a food). > Thornwald sniffs. [near] Nothing. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: hmm? [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*l drink alone ssen. Thornwald burps. You guess that it is around the 10. hour of this day! > 12 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Kreb, male dwarf Troc, male human > Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand drink anymore doday.. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are pissed. _______________________________________________________________________________ ASSESSING STATS You reached ultimate Strength. You reached ultimate Dexterity. You reached ultimate Constitution. You reached ultimate Intelligence. You reached ultimate Wisdom. You reached ultimate Discipline. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Hic! Zestor slurs in xyllic: fed up _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Thornwald chuckles. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: wiss? You comfort Zestor. > Zestor hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drinking There are a carenna, two blaxtracs, three falcons, five telerses, two toletes, thirty slaliches, twenty floans, fortyeight bromennas, twentyseven chalymbaxes, ten colocrasses, thirtyfour flerrengrapses, twentyfour pretaches, eleven artsas, seven bigophales, five bratevexes, fourteen flutriels, thirtyfour nadiils, seventeen ogrenoses, five olmanas, eleven scrondas, nine smulentses, sixtysix surraciels, twentyfour tulipas and fifteen variols inside. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand even shmoke Thornwald nods. Zestor curses! $%&%^*& You try to make up an inventory of the potions you can mix with the herbs you collected. > Hmmm, yes constitution. Thornwald drinks from a devil's breath. Hmmm, yes dexterity. Hmmm, yes discipline. Thornwald falls unconscious. Hmmm, yes lesser healing. Hmmm, yes greater healing. Hmmm, yes intelligence. Hmmm, yes pharyngeal balm. Hmmm, yes preserving flesh. strength ... Check! walking on hot substances ... Check! That should be it, though you are not sure you didn't make mistakes. You get a small herbbag. > You try to make up an inventory of the potions you can mix with the herbs you collected. > Hmmm, yes constitution. dexterity ... Check! Hmmm, yes discipline. Hmmm, yes lesser healing. Hmmm, yes intelligence. Zestor gets two bundles of wood. Zestor piles some wood. Hmmm, yes pharyngeal balm. Zestor lights a fire. Hmmm, yes preserving flesh. Hmmm, yes strength. Hmmm, yes walking on hot substances. That should be it, though you are not sure you didn't make mistakes. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a small herbbag, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Zestor removes a strong wooden shield. You drop a small herbbag into the backpack. > Zestor wields a maquahuitl in his left hand. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor attacks the smart wild female fox. The smart wild female fox sits up and clambers to her feet. You see a little flash as Zestor hits the smart wild female fox. The smart wild female fox cringes in terror. Zestor massacres the head of the smart wild female fox with his tear of blood. The smart wild female fox's wounds start to bleed. The smart wild female fox falls unconscious. Zestor massacres the small body of the smart wild female fox with his maquahuitl. The smart wild female fox died. Zestor nods. Zestor sits down to rest a while. Thornwald wakes up. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, a corpse of the smart wild female fox, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > The fire flickers for a moment. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor gets a corpse of the smart wild female fox. Thornwald blinks. Zestor puts a corpse of the smart wild female fox into the fire. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ow. You look at the fire. A fire burning on a pile of wood. The fire contains: a corpse of the smart wild female fox. > Thornwald giggles. Zestor slurs in xyllic: burn Thornwald slurs in xyllic: alcohol ish fun. Zestor peers at the fire. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. The fire contains: two venison steaks. > You burp. Excuse yourself! You point at the fire. > You slur in xyllic: shdeak! > Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Thornwald starts tuning his guitar. Pling! With a satisfied smile, Thornwald stops tuning his guitar. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. The fire contains: two venison steaks. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: only ssree of ush lefd? Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Zestor burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: where'd everyone *hic* Zestor nods. Thornwald hiccups. You hear a cracking sound from the burning pile of wood. The fire contains: two venison steaks. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: i dond know You shrug at Thornwald. > 11 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Troc, male human > _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. Your stomach begins to growl and you are not thirsty. You are somewhat pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Hic! Zestor slurs in xyllic: maybe shivan god do sse conclushion *hic*d woman arend ssad bad Zestor smiles slightly. A great flame errupts from the pile. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: he probably did. Zestor nods to Thornwald. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: afder shhe walked in wiss shanda's clossesh Thornwald sighs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: alsho hesh wrong Thornwald slurs in xyllic: yep Zestor slurs in xyllic: well kajira liked him before ash well Thornwald hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i knew id.. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: didn'd shdop her from shduffing shanda's *hic*ocking Zestor burps. Thornwald shrugs. Zestor nods wildly. You grin. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: bidch! Zestor laughs. Thornwald agrees with Zestor. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: Like wild fire Sparks fly through the air. You nearly got hit by one. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Comes roaring Thornwald sings in xyllic: Mad whirlwind Thornwald sings in xyllic: Burning the road Thornwald sings in xyllic: Black thunder Thornwald sings in xyllic: White lightning Thornwald sings in xyllic: Speed demons cry Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol Thornwald sings in xyllic: Night riders Thornwald sings in xyllic: Death dealers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Storm bringers Thornwald sings in xyllic: Tear up the ground Thornwald sings in xyllic: Fist flying Thornwald sings in xyllic: Eyes blazing Thornwald sings in xyllic: They're glory bound Thornwald sings in xyllic: The Hell Patrol Four devils arrive in a puff of sulphur. One is redskinned, the other greenskinned, the third is blueskinned and the last has a golden skin. Thornwald stops singing. The devils kneel down and sing: `We have delivered your message'. The four devils dance and sing: 'We are the hell patrol' and vanish in a puff of sulphur. Kajira dances in. Kajira slurs in xyllic: fuck ssad, *hic*rn. Kajira burps. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, a fire, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: fuck ssad, ssorn. Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Little columns of smoke rise from the fire. Sivan dances in. Kajira slurs in xyllic: how dare you. Sivan slurs in xyllic: waid! Zestor slurs in xyllic: done alreaady? Zestor laughs. Thornwald laughs. You slur in xyllic: ssad wash quick > Thornwald grins at Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm doing whad? Zestor nods seriously. Kajira slurs in xyllic: fucking bullshhid. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm oud. Kajira starts moving south. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira come on Kajira skips out south. Zestor laughs. Sivan starts moving south. Sivan skips out south. [near] Nothing. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh our *hic*ld for calling her oud? Thornwald laughs. The fire flickers for a moment. Hic! Thornwald shrugs. [near] Nothing. > Thornwald burps. Zestor hiccups. [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: he desherves bedder [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: and i dold him sho! A fire burns to ashes. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah kajira ish cool Zestor slurs in xyllic: could be a lod worshe Thornwald slurs in xyllic: alsho, a lod bedder! Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*s whom? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shorry? Zestor slurs in xyllic: wiss whom? Thornwald tilts his head to the side. Thornwald laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: whosh *hic*der ssen her *hic* him? You turn white as ashes. Oh oh, seems you have to throw up any second! You flip back and stand on your feet again. > > You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded. You are extremely alert. > You puke on your shoes. You are physically feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded. You are extremely alert. > > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white beers, three glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. You sit down to rest a while. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: you damned okay, *hic*? You slur in xyllic: jushd wed > Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: being wed ish never a problem You agree. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: wed? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*hd hard do figure oud whad do do afder Zestor hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: damn Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sho much *hic*nksh lefd Thornwald motions to all the drinks. Zestor slurs in xyllic: yea lodsh of work for ush Zestor slurs in xyllic: ledsh ged shdarded! Thornwald grins at Zestor. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > You grin. > Thornwald gets a glass of white beer. Thornwald gets a glass of white beer. Thornwald offers a glass of white beer to Zestor. Thornwald gives a glass of white beer to Zestor. Thornwald gets a glass of white wine. Thornwald offers you a glass of white wine. You accept a glass of white wine from Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: down *hic*s *hic* Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Zestor slurs in xyllic: cheeersh! Zestor drinks from a glass of white beer. Thornwald drinks from a glass of white beer. Zestor falls unconscious. Drink what? > Thornwald falls unconscious. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, two guaranas, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor (unconscious) is resting here. > You laugh. > Zestor wakes up. Thornwald wakes up. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh,,, Hic! Thornwald laughs. Zestor laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: pan, *hic* *hic*n! You slur in xyllic: shome shdrong wine. > Thornwald grins. Zestor hugs Thornwald brotherly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ledsh *hic*dinue wiss guarana for now Zestor gets a guarana. Thornwald claps Zestor on the back. Zestor gets a guarana. Zestor offers a guarana to Thornwald. Zestor gives a guarana to Thornwald. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald frowns. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and down *hic*s id Zestor drinks from a guarana. Thornwald drinks from a guarana. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, many octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Zestor hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned know.. sseresh ssad podion ssad gedsh you damned shober... Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Thornwald nods to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: we could ged *hic* sho we can drink more! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Sivan dances in. Kajira dances in. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes The wind blows even more. The wind blows even more. Thornwald sings in xyllic: So listen to the tempest's tunes! Thornwald grins broadly. Thornwald stops singing. The wind circles around Thornwald. The wind circles around Sivan. The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. The whirlwind whispers something to Sivan. The whirlwind dissolves. The whirlwind dissolves. The wind is gone. The wind is gone. Zestor slurs in xyllic: look ad all ssoshe *hic*nksh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*n you damned shivan Kajira takes an emerald ring from the backpack. Zestor slurs in xyllic: we god do finishh ssem! : Sivan: *cackles* Thornwald gets an octli. Thornwald gets an octli. Thornwald offers an octli to Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: c'mon zeshd led'sh go Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh nod ocdli now Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shome beer firshd? Thornwald nods to Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay Thornwald gets a beer skin. Thornwald gets a beer skin. Thornwald offers a beer skin to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i know i pashs oud anyway.. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly pissed. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Thornwald gives a beer skin to Zestor. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: empdy Thornwald gets a beer skin. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Zestor looks at the beer skin. Zestor looks at the beer skin. Zestor looks at the beer skin. Zestor looks at the beer skin. Zestor looks at the beer skin. Thornwald gets a beer skin. Zestor snaps his fingers. Thornwald looks at the beer skin. Sivan grins slightly at Kajira. Zestor drops a beer skin. Thornwald gets a beer skin. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, three beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, some devil's breathes, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, four liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira, Sivan, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Thornwald drops four beer skins. Thornwald gets a liqueur. Hic! Thornwald gets a liqueur. Kajira gives Sivan a long, sideways glance. Kajira hiccups. Thornwald offers a liqueur to Zestor. Thornwald gives a liqueur to Zestor. Sivan sits down by the ashes of the fire, leaning back against a dune. Thornwald turns away from the newcomers and towards #zestor. Thornwald burps. : Thornwald: damn typos. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. : Sivan: hehe Thornwald raises his glass. Zestor raises it too. Zestor hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hey ged my *hic*dsh off my glashsh! Thornwald peers at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad? Thornwald grins amusedly. Sivan pats the spot next to him, glancing at Kajira. Sivan hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira, come shid down relaxed Kajira turns white as ashes. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cheersh zeshd! Sivan slurs in xyllic: err Kajira winces. Kajira starts moving south. Kajira skips out south. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Thornwald drinks from a liqueur. Thornwald moans. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: bye bye! Thornwald falls unconscious. Kajira dances in. Thornwald wakes up. Sivan slurs in xyllic: come on, kaji Zestor drinks from a liqueur. Zestor falls unconscious. Zestor wakes up. Kajira slowly sits next to Sivan. : Zestor: liqueur.. argl.. Thornwald hiccups. : Sivan: hehe, Zestor and Thorny will have below 57 int afterall of this ;) : Thornwald: hahaha : Kajira: *cackles* : Zestor: :)) : Zestor: damn who cares :) _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are extremely toasted. _______________________________________________________________________________ ASSESSING STATS You reached ultimate Strength. You reached ultimate Dexterity. You reached ultimate Constitution. You reached ultimate Intelligence. You reached ultimate Wisdom. You reached ultimate Discipline. _______________________________________________________________________________ > : Thornwald: You are very close to advancing to rocklike Intelligence. : Sivan: hehehe : Thornwald: shit. Kajira hiccups. : Sivan: *cackles* : Kajira: *chuckles* Thornwald slurs in xyllic: more alcohol! Zestor nods wildly. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nexd.. liqu.. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*hhhhhhhh!!! Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Zestor. Zestor gulps. Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Sivan. Thornwald gives a devil's breath to Sivan. You burp. Excuse yourself! Sivan goes ack! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: more drinksh! Kajira leans back slightly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*in Zestor slurs in xyllic: again Zestor burps. Sivan looks at the devil's breath. Sivan hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssish shduff ish bubbling Thornwald tips his glass towards Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: dond have any! You cannot see any 'devilsbreath' here. > Thornwald tips his glass towards Sivan. You cannot see any 'devils breath' here. > Zestor slurs in xyllic: waid Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssad meansh *hic*sh good! Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Sivan. Thornwald gives a devil's breath to Sivan. Sivan shows a devil's breath to Kajira. Thornwald offers a devil's breath to Zestor. Thornwald gives a devil's breath to Zestor. Zestor nods. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned wand *hic* dry, kaji? Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssadsh good Kajira shakes her head. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssere we go! Sivan slurs in xyllic: hrm? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh drink! Zestor slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* Zestor looks at the bottle of fruit ambrosia. Zestor looks at the glass of cuba libre. Zestor looks at the mug of hot cocoa. Zestor looks at the mug of hot cocoa. Zestor looks at the mug of hot cocoa. Zestor looks at the glass of red wine. Zestor looks at the glass of red wine. Zestor looks at the glass of red wine. Zestor looks at the glass of red wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor looks at the bottle of white wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of white wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of red wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of red wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of red wine. Zestor looks at the bottle of champagne. Zestor looks at the bottle of gnomish spiced cider. Zestor looks at the bottle of gnomish spiced cider. Zestor looks at the bottle of gnomish spiced cider. Zestor looks at the cup of fresh milk. Zestor looks at the bottle of champagne. Zestor looks at the bottle of champagne. Zestor looks at the glass of white wine. Zestor looks at the glass of white wine. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: one Sivan grins slightly. : Kajira: ACK Thornwald slurs in xyllic: dwo Thornwald burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssree Zestor looks at the bottle of fruit ambrosia. Sivan drinks from a devil's breath. Sivan falls unconscious. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are extremely toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > : Sivan: bye bye : Zestor: whats the name of it? Thornwald drinks from a devil's breath. Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair. : Zestor: breath? Thornwald falls unconscious. : Zestor: devil? : Thornwald: devilbreath Zestor drinks from a devil's breath. Zestor cheers. Zestor falls unconscious. Kajira hiccups. Kajira strokes Sivan lightly on the cheek. : Zestor: LOOOL You grin. > : Kajira: *laughs* Kajira grins at you. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan men. Kajira slurs in xyllic: can'd *hic*dle sseir liquor. You agree with Kajira. > : Zestor: at first I thought I stay awake Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Kajira nods seriously. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, some bottle of devilbreathes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, a devil's breath, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira sitting down near Sivan, Sivan (unconscious) is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor (unconscious) is resting here. > Kajira moves over near you. Kajira leans back on her hands. Sivan wakes up. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm already sseshe *hic*sh all day. Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh good do have a woman around. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shince ssey don'd undershdand. Thornwald wakes up. Kajira glances at Sivan. You nod seriously to Kajira. > Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair lightly. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ohhhh... : Thornwald: You are extremely alert. Zestor wakes up. : Thornwald: my ass he iss Hic! Sivan rubs his head with his hand. : Kajira: lol : Sivan: yeah ;) Thornwald chuckles softly. You slur in xyllic: welcome back boysh > Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh.. Kajira nods amusedly. Zestor shakes his head. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hi pan! Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssad wash dough Sivan slurs in xyllic: yeah Sivan slurs in xyllic: hard Zestor slurs in xyllic: where do all ssish people come from Kajira chuckles amusedly. Kajira hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i *hic*'d know Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor ssey shnuck in Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* fashd do you damned ssink ssey'll do *hic* again? Zestor looks around confusedly,. Kajira grins teasingly at you. Sivan glances up at Kajira. Thornwald looks at the fine guitar. Thornwald hiccups. Kajira catches Sivan's gaze. Thornwald starts tuning his guitar. Pling! With a satisfied smile, Thornwald stops tuning his guitar. Zestor slurs in xyllic: we need ssad podion! Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan do you damned *hic*w ssad podion ssad *hic*esh you damned shober? Kajira looks through her herbbag. Zestor slurs in xyllic: sho you damned can drink more? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssad podion called alcohol! Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*d? Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh a *hic*dsheng.. Kajira slurs in xyllic: id'sh a gindsheng.. Sivan slurs in xyllic: gindsheng? You look at the small herbbag. A small bag enchanted to store herbs. It has a small leather cord to wear it around your waist. There is a little inscription inside. It is in prime condition. There are a carenna, two blaxtracs, three falcons, five telerses, two toletes, thirty slaliches, twenty floans, fortyeight bromennas, twentyseven chalymbaxes, ten colocrasses, thirtyfour flerrengrapses, twentyfour pretaches, eleven artsas, seven bigophales, five bratevexes, fourteen flutriels, thirtyfour nadiils, seventeen ogrenoses, five olmanas, eleven scrondas, nine smulentses, sixtysix surraciels, twentyfour tulipas and fifteen variols inside. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: alcohol? Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad? Zestor slurs in xyllic: dond have ssad! Sivan looks very confused. Thornwald gets a devil's breath. Thornwald gets a bottle of devilbreath. Zestor slurs in xyllic: gindsheng.. Thornwald gets a bottle of devilbreath. Thornwald gets a bottle of devilbreath. Sivan hiccups. Thornwald offers a bottle of devilbreath to Sivan. Thornwald gives a bottle of devilbreath to Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssad podion ssad *hic*esh you damned *hic*ber! Sivan slurs in xyllic: melmo... i can shenshe melmo Sivan slurs in xyllic: he *hic*h sse *hic*e Thornwald offers a bottle of devilbreath to Zestor. Thornwald gives a bottle of devilbreath to Zestor. Thornwald gets a bottle of devilbreath. Thornwald gets a bottle of devilbreath. Sivan slurs in xyllic: he hash sse pipe Kajira slurs in xyllic: predach, *hic*gsheng, *hic*pesh, fludrielsh and enash Sivan slurs in xyllic: shend him a dell Thornwald offers a bottle of devilbreath to Kajira. Thornwald gives a bottle of devilbreath to Kajira. Zestor laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: predach, gingsheng, farpesh, fludrielsh and enash 12 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Troc, male human > Zestor burps. Thornwald offers you a bottle of devilbreath. You accept a bottle of devilbreath from Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nod a boddle Zestor slurs in xyllic: ouch ouch ouch! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: devilbreass for eveyrone! Kajira looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Sivan slurs in xyllic: urgsh Kajira goes ack! Sivan slurs in xyllic: a boddle? Sivan slurs in xyllic: we're going do die Zestor shakes his head. Zestor nods wildly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssish looksh evil.. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*n Kajira slurs in xyllic: no one'sh *hic*na shday conshcioush.. You look at the bottle of devilbreath. A bottle of heavy red devilbreath. One sip of this could knock a gnome into next week!. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: no one'sh gonna shday conshcioush.. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssish will be *hic*! Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssadsh dangeroursh Thornwald giggles. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh do id! Zestor laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh have fun Sivan looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Zestor claps Thornwaldon the back. Thornwald raises his bottle up. It doesn't seem to smell much. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: kajira... Thornwald hiccups. Sivan slurs in xyllic: prodecd me? Hic! Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald motions for you to do the same. Zestor raises his bottle. Kajira smells at the bottle. Sivan raises his bottle nervously. Kajira burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: we are inshane, you damned know ssad righd? Kajira raises her bottle hesitantly. Thornwald smiles broadly. You emote: Pan raises her bottle slowly. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: inshane ish good! Kajira grins at you. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do fun! Zestor laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do fun! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do fun! Kajira slurs in xyllic: do fun. Sivan grins. Thornwald drinks from a bottle of devilbreath. Sivan slurs in xyllic: do fun You slur in xyllic: do fun > Sivan drinks from a bottle of devilbreath. : Kajira: ACK Zestor drinks from a bottle of devilbreath. : Kajira: Can't Thornwald falls unconscious. : Kajira: ;x : Sivan: Hehehe : Thornwald: rofl Zestor slurs in xyllic: one Zestor slurs in xyllic: dwo Sivan falls unconscious. : Sivan: drin bottle Zestor falls unconscious. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of devilbreath, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira is sitting by you, Sivan (unconscious) is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor (unconscious) is resting here. > You grin at Kajira. > Kajira grins at you. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Oops, Kajira seems to have made a mistake. Kajira grins angelically. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! You slur in xyllic: wonder how long ssey will be oud for now > Kajira laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: awww, *hic*y're sho innocend when ssey're unconshcioush. Thornwald wakes up. Kajira grins evilly. You grin. > Sivan wakes up. Zestor wakes up. Hic! : Thornwald: just what he wants to see upon waking Kajira slurs in xyllic: like puppiesh. : Thornwald: the women grinning : Kajira: *cackles* : Sivan: hehehe Sivan burps. : Kajira: THey were talking shit ;) Sivan peers. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good shduff Thornwald slurs in xyllic: doo bad you damned *hic*nd join ush Thornwald chuckles. Kajira hiccups. Kajira grins evilly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: we had women-dalk. Sivan slurs in xyllic: id wash a good Kajira nods seriously. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: dalk? You nod seriously. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: women ssingsh. Kajira grins wickedly. Thornwald burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: woman shuck Sivan slurs in xyllic: shingsh? You slur in xyllic: guysh wouldnd undershdand > Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Sivan peers. Kajira nods seriously to you. Kajira twinkles her eyes at Sivan. Zestor hiccups. Zestor chants a prayer to his deity. Sivan stumbles over to where Thornwald and Zestor are. A shadow emiting bolts of electricity slinks silently out of Zestor's hands and surrounds everyone around you. You sit up and clamber to your feet. The bolts of electricity seem to invade your mind. You are not able to stand the pain! You tried to run away, but failed. You are in the dark green water of the ocean. Some waves are tickling your body. To the west you see the beach and to the east and south the ocean continues. You can leave: north, northeast, east, west, northwest. A hairpin. [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. [very far] Nothing. > Look needs a preposition 'at' or 'in' with an object. > A colourful fish swims by. [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. > From the northwest you you hear a male voice cackling loudly. [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > [near] Nothing. > Look needs a preposition 'at' or 'in' with an object. > Look needs a preposition 'at' or 'in' with an object. > Look needs a preposition 'at' or 'in' with an object. > [near] Nothing. [far] Nothing. [very far] Nothing. > [near] Kajira, Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here [far] Nothing. > > A colourful fish swims by. A big fish peers at you from the distance. After a moment it swims away. Is that a shark over there? Hmmm. Seems that the movement of the water played a trick on you. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of devilbreath, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, two bottle of white wines, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, four glass of red wines, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three mug of hot cocoas, some octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two bowl of ice creams, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira, Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. You peer. > You sit down to rest a while. > You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Zestor grins. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*d? : Sivan: hehehe Kajira chuckles amusedly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shdill *hic*aid of me? Zestor grins at you. Kajira sits down to rest a while. Kajira leans against Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor quid shaying bidch Kajira pets Sivan teasingly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh nod nice You slur in xyllic: zeshdor no jushd needed a shwim? > Zestor slurs in xyllic: pshshshd. Sivan leans against Kajira heavily. Sivan burps. Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair lightly. Hic! Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*rnwald shomessing lighd nexd? Zestor slurs in xyllic: shdill red wine lefd Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Kajira looks at the glass of red wine. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Wind arises. Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Thornwald stops singing. The wind blows even more. The wind blows even more. You look at Zestor. Zestor is a curly-haired small male human, presenting himself as: Zestor, male human. Also this small human looks rather young, his hair has already turned to the grey colour of ashes. You notice dark, sun-signed skin and green eyes in the weathered face of him, as well as a small, black beard on his chin. His physique gives you a sturdy impression. You notice scars on his nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. He is short and normal for a human. He looks like the image of perfection. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He looks very drunk. He is wielding a jade blue dagger and a maquahuitl. He is wearing a blood-red robe, a bloody heart-chain, a large backpack, an obsidian bracer with a gem, an obsidian bracer with a pearl, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of gloves, two silver rings, a small herbbag and a snakeskull earring with a pearl. You guess he is wearing nothing additionally. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*h Kajira burps. The wind circles around Thornwald. The wind circles around Zestor. The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. The whirlwind whispers something to Zestor. The whirlwind dissolves. The whirlwind dissolves. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: yeah The wind is gone. The wind is gone. Sivan carefully rests his head on Kajira's lap. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drue Thornwald nods to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i *hic*ushe for shaying bidch pan Sivan rubs his temples with his fingers. Zestor hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned are no *hic*ch Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald gets a mug of hot cocoa. Thornwald gets a mug of hot cocoa. Kajira absentmindedly runs her hair through Sivan's hair. Thornwald gets a mug of hot cocoa. Kajira raises her eyebrow. Kajira laughs at Thornwald. Sivan slurs in xyllic: oh, my head Thornwald offers a mug of hot cocoa to Zestor. Thornwald gives a mug of hot cocoa to Zestor. Thornwald offers a mug of hot cocoa to Sivan. Thornwald gives a mug of hot cocoa to Sivan. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssad'sh lighd? Kajira giggles. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cocoa! Thornwald looks at the mug of hot cocoa. Sivan looks at the mug of hot cocoa. Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Kajira takes a bowl of ice cream. You smile at Zestor. > Kajira eats a bowl of ice cream. Thornwald drinks from a mug of hot cocoa. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan. men. Kajira nods knowingly to you. : Sivan: you drunk RL? Absentmindedly runs her hair through your hair? *grin* : Kajira: Err : Kajira: *cackles* : Thornwald: laugh You nod seriously. > : Sivan: Hehehe Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cocoa ish good. Thornwald smiles. Zestor drinks from a mug of hot cocoa. : Kajira: *blush* You slur in xyllic: kajira bud sho cude when pashshed oud. > : Thornwald: bsign poKajira with T : Thornwald: *inno& : Kajira: *peers angelically* Sivan drinks from a mug of hot cocoa. Kajira burps. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ahhh... Kajira laughs softly. Kajira strokes Sivan drunkenly on the cheek. Kajira looks at the sun. Thornwald looks at the fine guitar. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*sh been 24 hoursh. Kajira slurs in xyllic: of drinking. You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: and? Zestor nods wildly. Thornwald grins. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* shhod! Kajira takes a beautiful pink carnation from the backpack. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and nod all gone yed! Thornwald burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: god do go on! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*d'sh nexd? Sivan slurs in xyllic: yesh... we shdill have work Thornwald slurs in xyllic: whad'sh nexd? Sivan hiccups. Zestor nods to Sivan. Kajira looks at a beautiful pink carnation. Sivan glances up at Kajira drunkenly. Thornwald gets a glass of red wine. Thornwald gets a glass of red wine. Thornwald gets a glass of red wine. Thornwald offers a glass of red wine to Sivan. Thornwald gives a glass of red wine to Sivan. Thornwald offers a glass of red wine to Zestor. Thornwald gives a glass of red wine to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald Thornwald shrugs. Thornwald gets a glass of red wine. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned jushd rock man! Thornwald gets a bottle of white wine. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned wand shome, *hic*i? Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned are cool! Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira tells you: @ Know the command for the petals? Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*i? Thornwald offers a bottle of white wine to Kajira. Thornwald gives a bottle of white wine to Kajira. Kajira laughs. Thornwald offers you a glass of red wine. You accept a glass of red wine from Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: and now girlsh drink doo! Kajira slurs in xyllic: zeshdor, *hic* you damned fix me again? Zestor hiccups. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Thornwald burps. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. : Thornwald: slurring specials still rule Sivan slurs in xyllic: zeshdor, dry id on me? : Sivan: hehehe With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Kajira burps. Thornwald lifts his glass of wine into the air, extending his pinky while doing so. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i cand concendrade anymore With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Kajira's body. Kajira takes a small herbbag and two small pink bags from the backpack. Zestor carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Zestor's wounds start to bleed. Kajira takes a small mortar from the backpack. Kajira takes some vials from the backpack. Kajira takes a bottle from the backpack. Kajira cleans her mortar. Kajira frowns. Kajira slurs in xyllic: no enash? Zestor is bleeding. Kajira slurs in xyllic: anyone? Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ohhhhhhhhhh!!! waid With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sivan's body. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* good Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'm good Zestor's wounds stopped bleeding. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: shcrew podionsh Thornwald slurs in xyllic: id'sh dime do drink more! Kajira puts a bottle into the backpack. Kajira puts a small herbbag and two small pink bags into the backpack. Kajira puts a small mortar into the backpack. : Kajira: Maxell You burp. Excuse yourself! Zestor slurs in xyllic: max god do help ush drinking With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sivan's body. Thornwald grins broadly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: lighdning and booze Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira tells you: @ What's the command for getting the petals from the carnation? :P Thornwald nods firmly. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sivan's body. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: urgh.. i feel weak.. You take a small pouch. > You take an ornamental gem. > You take a small pouch. > You take a gem. > Kajira wavers slightly. With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sivan's body. Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald burps. Sivan hiccups. You concentrate on your gem, it begins to glow brightly. You tell Kajira: @gotta eat the carnation first and the petals fall :P > You are physically feeling very well and mentally somewhat degraded. You are extremely alert. > With a low chant to his deity Zestor traces waves into the air with his jade blue dagger and focusses Sivan's body. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hmmm..i shenshe maxell ish awake. 13 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Maxell, male elf Troc, male human > You slur in xyllic: invide him! > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: led'sh *hic* him drinking! Thornwald nods wildly. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira tells you: @ That's how you count them? ;) Zestor nods wildly. Kajira glances at the carnation, and an evil glint comes into her eyes. She moves the flower up to her mouth, and begins eating it. Flower petals fly out and fall softly to the ground. Kajira eats a beautiful pink carnation. Zestor slurs in xyllic: he hash do pashs oud *hic* leashd 10 dimesh! Kajira takes a petal. Thornwald grins at Zestor. Kajira looks at the petal. Sivan laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: weneed *hic*e alcohol Thornwald frowns. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i knew you damned were evil, kaji Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i can run do dazulgund Sivan nods seriously. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: we *hic*d more booze? Kajira laughs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssere'sh alcohol Zestor hums a mystic melody. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* *hic*ell do? Kajira slurs in xyllic: ash maxell do? Sivan slurs in xyllic: don'd ged more! Kajira burps. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor hiccups. Kajira looks at the sign. Sivan slurs in xyllic: we have *hic*ohol Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* could buy rum here Sivan points at the sign. Thornwald gazes to the west. Zestor slurs in xyllic: dold him idsh an order do come and drink Zestor grins. [near] Nothing. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i could go ged more devilbreasssh Sivan grins at Zestor. Kajira drinks from a bottle of white wine. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: we like ssem Hic! Sivan slurs in xyllic: i dold him doo doo Sivan burps. Zestor laughs. : Sivan: hehehe Kajira slurs in xyllic: mmm.. Kajira falls unconscious. Zestor pats Sivan on the back. : Thornwald: haha, sivan said doo doo You wave in Kajira's direction. > You grin. > Sivan ponders the situation. Sivan looks at Kajira. Someone sings in xyllic: oh jeeze Thornwald grins broadly. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned god do pashs oud ad leashd 10 dimesh now! Sivan slurs in xyllic: ssad *hic*ell? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* a drink! Someone sings in xyllic: ya think? Maxell's hologram shimmers into view. Zestor slurs in xyllic: we did far more foden! Zestor nods wildly. Kajira wakes up. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of devilbreath, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, some octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, a vodka and two whiskies. Kajira is resting here, Maxell (inside a storm cone), Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Sivan looks up to Maxell. Sivan slurs in xyllic: dake *hic* drink Thornwald slurs in xyllic: we don'd have any hard drinksh *hic*d for max! Kajira slurs in xyllic: urrrh You slur in xyllic: maxell come drink wiss ush! > Maxell boggles at the concept. Thornwald gets a vodka. Kajira slurs in xyllic: hi maxell Thornwald offers a vodka to Maxell. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shad ssad sse boddlesh *hic* devilsh breass are gone Thornwald offers a vodka to Maxell. Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned mishshed sse fire Zestor hiccups. Maxell gets an octli. You burp. Excuse yourself! Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssad would *hic* sse righd ssinf for max now Maxell winks at Thornwald. Thornwald grins at Maxell. Thornwald hiccups. Maxell looks at the octli. Kajira drunkenly nudges Sivan. Maxell drops an octli. Maxell boggles at the concept. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*re wash a fire ssough. Maxell gets an octli. : Thornwald: bards need a song that makes people want to drink : Thornwald: :p Kajira slurs in xyllic: shomeone burn shomessing and make a *hic*e Sivan slowly runs his fingers through Kajira's hair. Maxell looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Zestor looks at the bottle. Sivan slurs in xyllic: yesh, ssere wash a fire Maxell boggles at the concept. Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*nk Maxell gets some octlis. Sivan slurs in xyllic: drunk Sivan grins evilly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: do we have any wood lefd? Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell starts moving north. Maxell skips out north. Zestor gets a bottle of devilbreath. Kajira leans back against Sivan lazily. Kajira slurs in xyllic: he *hic*d? Sivan slurs in xyllic: maxell shdole sse drinksh Zestor slurs in xyllic: come back! Kajira slurs in xyllic: i can go shee if ssere'sh *hic*e wood.. Kajira looks very confused. Zestor slurs in xyllic: he needsh do drink ssad boddle Kajira slurs in xyllic: have do ged id from adlandish Thornwald slurs in xyllic: where'sh wood ad? Sivan slurs in xyllic: no, no Thornwald moans. Kajira slurs in xyllic: adlandish foreshd. One of your potions starts to smell strange. Zestor slurs in xyllic: adlandish Thornwald slurs in xyllic: doo far Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*sh day Maxell dances in. Maxell boggles at the concept. Kajira nods sadly. Sivan slurs in xyllic: why do we need fire Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud nossing wash lefd when i wash ssere Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Sivan slurs in xyllic: for day Maxell cheers. Zestor offers a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. Kajira burps. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Zestor offers a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. Zestor offers a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. Zestor offers a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Thornwald nods wildly to Maxell. You offer a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*ilbreass! Kajira slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor offers a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. Maxell sings to Zestor in xyllic: got me eneough alcohol You burp. Excuse yourself! Maxell grins at Zestor. Kajira cheers. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Maxell looks at the octli. Zestor slurs in xyllic: nah Kajira slurs in xyllic: nooo Thornwald gets a whisky. Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Thornwald gets a whisky. Sivan hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink ssad, idsh good! Kajira slurs in xyllic: devilbreass! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: dwo whishkies lefd! Sivan slurs in xyllic: devilbreass! Zestor nods to Kajira. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* whishkies lefd! Sivan nods seriously. Kajira nods seriously. Kajira nods seriously. Zestor gives a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. Kajira slurs in xyllic: devilbreass! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who wandsh sse osser whishky? Maxell looks at the bottle of devilbreath. Kajira slurs in xyllic: drink id! Maxell drinks from a bottle of devilbreath. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i have a devilbreass Zestor slurs in xyllic: one Maxell drops a bottle. Zestor slurs in xyllic: dwo Zestor looks up to Maxell. Thornwald offers a whisky to Zestor. Thornwald gives a whisky to Zestor. Maxell sits down to rest a while. Sivan looks at the sign. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssree! Maxell boggles at the concept. Zestor shakes his head. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor cheersh! Zestor slurs in xyllic: nod enough yed Sivan gets 60 platinum coins, a silver coin, eight copper coins and seven gold coins from the backpack. Sivan buys a glass of cold coconut juice. Thornwald burps. Sivan buys a glass of cold coconut juice. Sivan buys a glass of cold coconut juice. You offer a bottle of devilbreath to Maxell. > Maxell looks at the table. Kajira laughs. Sivan offers a glass of cold coconut juice to Kajira. Sivan gives a glass of cold coconut juice to Kajira. Maxell looks at the sign. Kajira looks at the glass of cold coconut juice. Kajira slurs in xyllic: juice? Thornwald looks at the sign. Kajira drinks from a glass of cold coconut juice. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i can'd drink no more Zestor slurs in xyllic: bah girl drink Zestor spits on the ground. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor *hic* whishky wiss me! Zestor burps. Hic! Sivan peers. Maxell sings in xyllic: hmm ya know what we need... Kajira slurs in xyllic: cheersh ssen! Zestor nods wildly to Thornwald. Thornwald nods to Zestor. Sivan drinks from a glass of cold coconut juice. Maxell snickers. Kajira drinks from a bottle of devilbreath. Sivan goes ack! Zestor raises his glass of whiskey. Thornwald raises his glass of whisky to Zestor. Kajira winces. Kajira falls unconscious. Maxell puts four octlis. Thornwald drinks from a whisky. Thornwald falls unconscious. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, four octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira (unconscious) is laying back in the sand, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Sivan looks at Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah.. You snicker. > Thornwald wakes up. Thornwald cheers. Zestor slurs in xyllic: max maxe me ssirshdy! Sivan slurs in xyllic: he shaid Zestor slurs in xyllic: i cand *hic*nk anymore! Maxell throws his head back and cackles! Sivan slurs in xyllic: do make him dirdy! With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssadsh sse pardy shpell Sivan burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshdor do *hic* damn whishky! Zestor grins at Maxell. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: or dance! Sivan slurs in xyllic: max make zeshdor dirdy Thornwald peers at Zestor. Sivan grins evilly. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand, max makesh me ssrishd Thornwald sings in xyllic: What is happening here Kajira wakes up. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Something's going on that's not quite clear Maxell carefully folds up his sleeve while he speaks some words in a language that does not seem to be made for his tongue. He closes his fist tightly and you see the blood pulse in his veins. With a swift cut of his dagger he opens a long gash in his wrist. Maxell's wounds start to bleed. With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Somebody turn on the lights Thornwald sings in xyllic: We're gonna have a party Thornwald sings in xyllic: It's starting tonight Zestor jumps around nervously. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Thornwald sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Kajira groans. Zestor dances madly! Zestor screams loudly. Maxell is bleeding. Thornwald sings in xyllic: The room is hot and that's good Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*hh Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some of my friends came by from neighborhood Thornwald peers at Zestor. Maxell's wounds stopped bleeding. Zestor dances madly! Thornwald sings in xyllic: The people startin'a climb the walls You laugh. > Thornwald sings in xyllic: Ooh it looks like somebody is having a ball Kajira laughs. Zestor dances madly! Thornwald sings in xyllic: Oh, what a feeling Thornwald sings in xyllic: When we're dancing on the ceiling Maxell laughs. Sivan glances down at Kajira. Zestor dances madly! You cheer at Thornwald. > Thornwald sings in xyllic: Everybody starts to loose control Thornwald sings in xyllic: When the music is right Zestor dances madly! Thornwald gestures at the glass of whisky. Thornwald sings in xyllic: If you see somebody hangin' around Sivan grins evilly. Thornwald sings in xyllic: Don't get uptight Thornwald stops singing. Maxell stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssadsh enough! Maxell dances a jig. Maxell dances a jig. Maxell dances a jig. Thornwald points at Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink! Hic! Kajira laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor slurs in xyllic: i need do ged *hic*ishdy! Zestor slurs in xyllic: maaaaax Kajira laughs wildly. Thornwald laughs. With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Sivan laughs. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald rolls around on the sand, laughing. Sivan leans back against the sand dune. Kajira giggles wildly. Maxell hiccups. Maxell slurs in xyllic: zeshdor i'm workin on id! Kajira leans back against Sivan. With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Thornwald grins at Maxell. Maxell throws his head back and cackles drunkenly! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: welcome do sse club maxell! Kajira burps. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Kajira laughs. You cheer at Maxell. > Thornwald looks at the sign. Kajira puts two bottles. Sivan drapes his right arm around Kajira. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Zestor removes a silver ring. Zestor removes a silver ring. With a low chant to his deity Maxell traces waves into the air with his sacrificial knife and focusses Zestor's body. Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Zestor. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Zestor. Kajira looks at Zestor. Zestor puts two silver rings into the backpack. You slur in xyllic: *hic*ell come shid *hic*e! > Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Sivan. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Sivan. Maxell ponders the situation. You emote: Pan pats next to her > 13 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Maxell, male elf Azure, male elf Troc, male human > Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Maxell. Kajira takes 24 platinum coins, eleven silver coins, five copper coins and six gold coins from the backpack. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are slightly toasted. You are capable of carrying 78% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Kajira looks at the sign. Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Kajira buys a glass of cacique. Kajira buys a glass of cacique. Zestor slurs in xyllic: uh maaax Kajira buys a glass of cacique. Zestor slowly shakes his head. Thornwald offers you a glass of cacique. You accept a glass of cacique from Thornwald. Kajira offers you a glass of cacique. You accept a glass of cacique from Kajira. Sivan laughs. Kajira laughs. Maxell nods knowingly to Zestor. Zestor hiccups. Maxell boggles at the concept. Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Kajira. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Kajira. Sivan offers you a glass of cacique. You accept a glass of cacique from Sivan. You boggle at the concept. > Maxell sits down to rest a while. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*ersh! Kajira offers a glass of cacique to Sivan. Kajira gives a glass of cacique to Sivan. Kajira looks at the glass of cacique. Sivan offers a glass of cacique to Thornwald. Kajira slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Sivan grins. Thornwald tips his glass upward. Kajira burps. Sivan drinks from a glass of cacique. Sivan falls unconscious. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Kajira drinks from a glass of cacique. Maxell throws his head back and cackles! Kajira laughs at Sivan. Kajira falls unconscious. Zestor drinks from a glass of cacique. Maxell throws his head back and cackles! Thornwald drinks from a glass of cacique. Thornwald falls unconscious. Zestor cheers. : Sivan: boah, that was quick ;) Maxell gets four octlis. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira (unconscious), Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan (unconscious) is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Zestor falls unconscious. Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Maxell takes a good swallow of octli from his clay pot. Maxell grins joyfully. Maxell falls unconscious. You snicker. > You're beginning to get a little thirsty. Nothing to worry about yet, but you could drink something! You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira (unconscious), Maxell (unconscious) is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan (unconscious) is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald (unconscious) is resting here and Zestor (unconscious) is resting here. > Sivan wakes up. Maxell wakes up. Maxell scratches his head. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are extremely wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Kajira wakes up. Maxell burps. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, three glass of caciques, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Zestor wakes up. You burp. Excuse yourself! Kajira groans. Thornwald wakes up. : Sivan: *laughs* Zestor drops four bottles. : Sivan: everyone fell unconcious? ;) : Thornwald: we rule Maxell burps at Zestor. : Kajira: hehehe : Zestor: yea :) You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is laying back on the sand, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Kajira puts two glasses and a glass of cacique. : Maxell: yeah :P even i did it :P Kajira slurs in xyllic: urrrgh. : Sivan: hehehe : Thornwald: kaji laughed at siv and fell uncon half-second later You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is laying back on the sand, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan is leaning back against a dune, Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > : Maxell: which is a one time deal :P Sivan groans slightly. : Kajira: hehehe : Sivan: *cackles* Sivan turns white as ashes. Kajira goes ack! Eeks! Oh my gosh! > Sivan stumbles to the east Kajira scrambles away from Sivan. Maxell laughs hysterically. Sivan sits down to rest a while. Sivan doubles over and pukes. Thornwald looks at the sign. Sivan stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Sivan starts moving east. Sivan skips out east. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: anosser shhod! Zestor laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ewww You slur in xyllic: eww > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is laying back on the sand, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Thornwald is resting here and Zestor is resting here. > Thornwald starts tuning his guitar. Kajira nods seriously to you. Kajira nods seriously to you. Zestor slurs in xyllic: doo shlow exdli! Maxell turns white as ashes. Kajira giggles wildly. Pling! With a satisfied smile, Thornwald stops tuning his guitar. Maxell stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Maxell starts moving north. You slur in xyllic: maxell eww! > Maxell skips out north. Kajira cheers. Zestor slurs in xyllic: shishshies all vomiding Thornwald laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald *hic*sh go on! Kajira laughs. Maxell dances in. Maxell coughs. Maxell sits down to rest a while. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: whad'sh sse nexd drink zeshd? Kajira takes a glass of cuba libre. Kajira buys a glass of cuba libre. Kajira buys a glass of cuba libre. You slur in xyllic: maxell shid here > Kajira buys a glass of cuba libre. Kajira buys a glass of cuba libre. Kajira buys a glass of cuba libre. Sivan dances in. Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Sivan. Kajira gives a glass of cuba libre to Sivan. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ohh... You emote: Pan pats next to her. > Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Thornwald. Sivan slurs in xyllic: aghsh... Maxell slurs in xyllic: we need a wadershkin! Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Zestor. Kajira gives a glass of cuba libre to Zestor. Maxell slurs in xyllic: a bid wadershkin! Sivan looks at the glass of cuba libre. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you're sse mashder of dishashder ssorny! Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Maxell. Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Thornwald. Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Maxell. Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Thornwald. Kajira gives a glass of cuba libre to Thornwald. Kajira offers a glass of cuba libre to Maxell. Zestor burps. Thornwald laughs. Thornwald grins at Zestor. Maxell sits down next to you. Maxell gets a beer skin. Sivan weaves slightly as he walks towards the group. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Thornwald looks at the glass of cuba libre. Kajira offers you a glass of cuba libre. You accept a glass of cuba libre from Kajira. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Kajira burps. Kajira puts a glass of cuba libre. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Sivan hiccups. Maxell lifts his hand and his beer skin is refilled with beer. Kajira looks up at Sivan. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cuba libre for everyone! Maxell cheers. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cuba libre for everyone! Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Maxell slurs in xyllic: holy beer! Thornwald dances around. Sivan laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: max we dry do kill id *hic*! Maxell drinks from a beer skin. Kajira laughs at Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* you damned make *hic*e!? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: on sse cound of ssree Thornwald slurs in xyllic: on sse cound of ssree Maxell falls unconscious. Kajira tugs on Sivan's leg. Kajira laughs. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: one Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: dwo Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssree Zestor laughs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*ee! Kajira drinks from a glass of cuba libre. Thornwald drinks from a glass of cuba libre. You drink from a glass of cuba libre. > Thornwald hiccups. Kajira cheers. Sivan lies back down against Kajira. Zestor drinks from a glass of cuba libre. Thornwald giggles. Kajira grins drunkenly at Sivan. Thornwald falls unconscious. Zestor falls unconscious. : Maxell: ok twice, you got lucky :P Kajira falls unconscious. You turn white as ashes. Oh oh, seems you have to throw up any second! Maxell wakes up. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are very toasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > You sit up and clamber to your feet. > > Thornwald wakes up. Zestor wakes up. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You can leave: north, northeast, east, west, northwest. You puke on your shoes. > You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is laying back on the sand, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Sivan, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here. : Thornwald: too damn amusing Sivan sits down to rest a while. : Thornwald: haha You sit down to rest a while. > : Sivan: hehehe Kajira peers at you. : Maxell: hehe :) You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, a glass, three glass of caciques, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > You slur in xyllic: kajira i *hic*nk *hic* > Sivan glances up at Kajira. : Maxell: you should feel right at home thorny ;) Zestor burps. Zestor drops two glasses, a shot glass and a small wineglass. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*aa? Maxell looks at you. : Sivan: *cackles* Kajira slurs in xyllic: whaaa? Maxell looks at Kajira. : Thornwald: grin The storm around Maxell vanishes. Maxell looks at Zestor. Maxell looks at Sivan. Maxell looks at Thornwald. Kajira looks down at Sivan. : Thornwald: how do I know you even poMax? Sivan looks at the backpack. : Thornwald: sounds familiar :p Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hmmm You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 21 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a cup of fresh milk, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, two liqueurs, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is laying in the sand, Maxell is resting here, Sivan is resting here, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here. > Kajira ruffles Sivan's hair playfully. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ledsh hund drollsh Thornwald unwields a fine guitar. You look at Maxell. Maxell is a black-eyed ancient male elf, presenting himself as: Maxell, male elf. You see a male elf a little shorter than the average height for an elf. He has dark skin and long black hair that runs below his shoulder. His eyes are black and as you look at him he seems to be examining your eyes closly as if he can see into your soul as he does this. He seems to be rather old yet something seems off... It's as if his body aged faster than normal. You can see a few noticable details that look as if they are from a younger man but most of his body is old looking. He has a large scar on his right cheek. It runs from just below his right eye down to the bottom of his chin. It seems to have been made with a dagger of some sorts... or maybee a small sword. You notice scars on his nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek. He is short and lean for an elf. He looks like the image of perfection. He is in good shape. He is extremely alert. He looks very drunk. He is wielding a sacrificial knife. He is wearing a blood-red robe, a bloody heart-chain, two golden rings, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of gloves, a scabbard belt (with two obsidian polished daggers sheathed inside) and a steel tower shield. You guess he is wearing an ornamented eagle ringmail, a pair of ornamented leg plates and a snake suit additionally. > : Maxell: i'm ancient :P and i meant that towards bards in general not just you :) Maxell hiccups. Kajira takes a lollipop from the backpack. You're beginning to get a little thirsty. Nothing to worry about yet, but you could drink something! Kajira licks a lollipop. You slur in xyllic: maxell *hic* damned look good righd now! > Kajira eats a lollipop. Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira turns white as ashes. Maxell nods wildly. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Sivan goes ack! Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Kajira goes ack! Thornwald draws a main-gauche from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a main-gauche in his left hand. Kajira smoothly rises to her feet. Thornwald draws a bards rapier from his scabbard belt. Thornwald wields a bards rapier in his right hand. Kajira starts moving east. Sivan looks up to Kajira. Kajira skips out east. Thornwald starts to search. Maxell poses sexily! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'll find sse damn drollsh! Kajira dances in. Kajira sheepishly shakes her head. Kajira slurs in xyllic: damn carnadion Thornwald burps. Zestor burps. You slur in xyllic: maxell *hic* you damned poshe *hic*de shexily doo! > Kajira slurs in xyllic: id wash *hic* Sivan laughs. Zestor slurs in xyllic: really wand do *hic* for drollsh *hic*rnwald? Maxell nods wildly to you. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! Hic! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drollsh Zestor slurs in xyllic: for shure? Thornwald slashes at a tree wildly. Kajira slides next to Sivan with a shake of her head. Sivan burps. Thornwald massacres the branch of a tree with his main-gauche. Thornwald stops searching. Kajira sits in front of Sivan. Maxell hums a mystic melody. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. There's a hole in your stomach and you are not thirsty. You are toasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Kajira leans back against Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*llsh come here!!! Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*llsh? Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald stumbles back as the branch flies back at him, knocking him on his ass. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*re?! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drollsh Kajira goes ack! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ow! Zestor slurs in xyllic: here Kajira laughs wildly. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira points at Thornwald. Maxell ponders the situation. Kajira laughs. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Maxell offers you a chocolate cookie. You accept a chocolate cookie from Maxell. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald turns white as ashes. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Sivan warps his arms around Kajira's shoulders, resting his chin on her shoulder. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Maxell offers a chocolate cookie to Sivan. Maxell gives a chocolate cookie to Sivan. Hic! Sivan looks at a chocolate cookie. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*llsh! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: drollsh! Thornwald starts moving east. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Thornwald leaves east. You eat a chocolate cookie. > Kajira slides a hand back to ruffle Sivan's hair. Maxell offers a chocolate cookie to Zestor. Maxell gives a chocolate cookie to Zestor. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira slurs in xyllic: cookiesh? Zestor eats a chocolate cookie. Kajira giggles. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Maxell hiccups. Kajira puts a glass. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Sivan eats a chocolate cookie. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Maxell offers a chocolate cookie to Kajira. Zestor burps. Maxell gives a chocolate cookie to Kajira. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira cheers. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Thornwald arrives. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira eats a chocolate cookie. Maxell offers a chocolate cookie to Thornwald. One of your potions starts to smell strange. Maxell gives a chocolate cookie to Thornwald. Kajira happily licks her lips. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald eats a chocolate cookie. Kajira takes a cup of fresh milk. Maxell lifts his hand and a chocolate cookie appears. Thornwald smiles at Maxell. Kajira drinks from a cup of fresh milk. Maxell eats a chocolate cookie. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: ssanksh! Sivan grins mischievously at Kajira. Maxell cheers wildly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*k? Maxell stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Maxell starts moving north. Maxell skips out north. Kajira winks wickedly at Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: bah milk! Maxell dances in. Maxell sits down to rest a while. Kajira slurs in xyllic: bud id'sh wiss cookiesh! Maxell is bleeding. Kajira pouts. Kajira burps. Maxell's wounds stopped bleeding. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned *hic* keep ssad do you damned now? Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Kajira slurs in xyllic: damned? Maxell drops four octlis. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned can keep ssad do you damned now? Sivan looks at the backpack. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shad? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay, dime do shdop drinking Zestor slurs in xyllic: milk! Kajira wrinkles her brow in thought. Sivan laughs drunkenly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: id vomid if *hic* drank milk! Sivan burps. Kajira looks very confused. Zestor slurs in xyllic: wissoud break! Maxell slurs in xyllic: *hic*k ish banned! Kajira slurs in xyllic: cookiesh? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: we need do shdop drinking! Thornwald burps. Sivan gets four chocolate covered raspberries. You look very confused. > Kajira puts a glass. Kajira cheers at Sivan. Thornwald looks at the sign. Kajira takes a small pink bag. Maxell hums a prayer to his deity. Zestor looks confused as well. Kajira takes 15 chocolate covered raspberries from the bag. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Sivan goes ack! Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Kajira offers you a chocolate covered raspberry. You accept a chocolate covered raspberry from Kajira. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssornwald shdop drinking? Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Thornwald buys a glass of cacique. Zestor hiccups. Maxell makes a gesture. Suddenly Maxell is surrounded by a raging lightningstorm. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Kajira offers you a chocolate covered raspberry. You accept a chocolate covered raspberry from Kajira. Zestor looks at the sign. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Maxell. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Thornwald. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Thornwald. Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Zestor. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Zestor. Maxell slurs in xyllic: sho where ish everyone elshe? Zestor eats a chocolate covered raspberry. You burp. Excuse yourself! Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Kajira. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Kajira. Kajira offers two chocolate covered raspberries to Thornwald. Thornwald offers a glass of cacique to Sivan. Thornwald gives a glass of cacique to Sivan. You slur in xyllic: maxell ssey couldnd handle id > Thornwald offers you a glass of cacique. You accept a glass of cacique from Thornwald. Kajira offers two chocolate covered raspberries to Maxell. Kajira gives two chocolate covered raspberries to Maxell. Kajira offers two chocolate covered raspberries to Thornwald. Kajira burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Maxell cheers at Kajira. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Sivan turns white as ashes. Kajira goes ack! Sivan stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald tips his cacique upward. Sivan stumbles away. Sivan starts moving east. Sivan skips out east. Zestor hums a mystic melody. Thornwald laughs. Maxell lifts his hand and his beer skin is refilled with beer. Maxell slurs in xyllic: be back! Maxell stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Maxell starts moving east. Maxell skips out east. Thornwald grins broadly. Kajira falls back violently into the sand as Sivan leaves. Kajira slurs in xyllic: owww... Zestor hums a mystic melody. One of your potions starts to smell strange. You comfort Kajira. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshd, drink wiss me Kajira stretches back into the sand. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo comesh back and helpsh ush! Kajira laughs. Thornwald grins at Zestor and looks at his glass. Thornwald wields a fine guitar in his right hand and left hand. Kajira slurs in xyllic: wherfe'sh *hic* *hic*e! Kajira growls. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hangon Zestor slurs in xyllic: and i ssink he *hic*h *hic* pipe! Maxell dances in. Maxell sits down to rest a while. Sivan reveals himself. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wand sse herbpipe! Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssad bashdard Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Maxell looks at the beer skin. Zestor nods. Sivan grins mischievously. Thornwald takes a deep breath and starts to sing... Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, *hic* damned *hic*pped me in my ashsh. Zestor slurs in xyllic: he can lishden do ush Thornwald sings in xyllic: The harp is plucked, the singer calls Thornwald sings in xyllic: Some soft winds and some heavy squalls Thornwald sings in xyllic: To lift a sentence from his lips Thornwald sings in xyllic: And send it passing carts and ships! Thornwald sings in xyllic: From mountains high and forests deep Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, you damned dropped me in my ashsh. Wind arises. Thornwald sings in xyllic: A breeze will blow, the wind will sweep Thornwald sings in xyllic: Across the plains, across the dunes Thornwald stops singing. The wind blows even more. The wind circles around Thornwald. The whirlwind whispers something to Thornwald. Sivan nods wildly to Kajira. The whirlwind dissolves. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: zeshd, led'sh drink! The wind is gone. : Maxell: hehe no matter how drunk the bard is he can still sing just fine :P You slur in xyllic: men > Kajira sniffs. Thornwald nods to Zestor. Kajira nods seriously to you. Kajira nods seriously to you. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*nk whad? Sivan stumbles over to Kajira. Zestor eats a chocolate covered raspberry. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*h! exacdly! Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad? Thornwald hiccups. Kajira burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: look ad sse cacique i gave you damned Maxell points at himself. Maxell raises his eyebrow. Kajira playfully looks up at Sivan accusingly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ah Zestor slurs in xyllic: ok! Kajira eats a chocolate covered raspberry. Thornwald grins broadly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: yuuum Zestor raises his cacique Maxell burps. Kajira tugs on Sivan's leg. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic*ersh! Kajira looks at the glass of cacique. Kajira slurs in xyllic: cheersh! Thornwald holds his cacique up, tipping it wildly. Melmo stomps in. Sivan stumbles down into the sand beside Kajira, laying his head on her stomach. Maxell looks up to Melmo. Kajira drinks from a glass of cacique. Thornwald drinks from a glass of cacique. Thornwald falls unconscious. Zestor drinks from a glass of cacique. Kajira falls unconscious. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: hidehoouu Zestor falls unconscious. Melmo waves. Sivan looks at Melmo. Maxell slurs in xyllic: hia dorfie! Sivan slurs in xyllic: waid Melmo sits down to rest a while. Melmo snickers. Sivan slurs in xyllic: where'sh sse herbpipe? You slur in xyllic: herbpipe? > Hic! White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. Sivan hiccups. Melmo grins. Thornwald wakes up. Kajira wakes up. Kajira groans, but laughs wildly. Thornwald giggles. Zestor wakes up. Zestor shakes his head. Thornwald grins. You notice someone stealing from Melmo. Sivan snaps his fingers. Melmo offers a pipe (lit) to Sivan. Melmo gives a pipe to Sivan. Maxell boggles at the concept. Kajira laughs at Sivan. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssere id *hic*h! Kajira throws her head back and cackles! Thornwald drops a devil's breath. Maxell slurs in xyllic: shivan nice dry! Zestor slurs in xyllic: malmo bashdardsh! Sivan sits down to rest a while. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: here you are.... Maxell burps. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wanna shmoke! Thornwald drops three glasses. Thornwald hiccups. You cheer. > Melmo grins at Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: daking *hic* pipe, ssad wash bad! Sivan slurs in xyllic: i'm shmoking You slur in xyllic: zeshdor sse *hic*e ish back > Kajira climbs over to Sivan. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: he asked first Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who hash a *hic*e? Zestor nods. Melmo shrugs slightly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* hash a pipe? Kajira slides into Sivan's lap. Sivan lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Sivan inhales some smoke from his pipe. Thornwald smiles at Melmo. Zestor slurs in xyllic: you damned have do pashs oud 5 dimesh now! One of your potions starts to smell strange. Zestor hiccups. Melmo snickers. Zestor slurs in xyllic: *hic* leashd!!! Melmo smiles slightly at Thornwald. Calair: Yenul told me a message from Morion for the Satais. Thornwald nods seriously to Zestor. Sivan smiles mischievously at Kajira. Melmo chuckles. Maxell boggles at the concept. Calair: Morion's words were: The mantras have been changed. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: soo where is the alcohol Thornwald looks at Melmo. Kajira nudges Sivan. Zestor offers a whisky to Melmo. Zestor gives a whisky to Melmo. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: hiya melmo! Melmo nods wildly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink! Maxell laughs. Maxell eats two chocolate covered raspberries. Melmo drinks from a whisky. Maxell offers a beer skin to Melmo. Maxell gives a beer skin to Melmo. Zestor gets a bottle. Maxell slurs in xyllic: dwarf *hic*nk!! Zestor looks at the bottle. Melmo nods slowly. Thornwald gets a liqueur. Maxell slurs in xyllic: dwarf drink!! Thornwald gets a liqueur. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Melmo. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Melmo. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: mooreeee Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Melmo. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Melmo. Zestor drops a bottle. Sivan drapes an arm around Kajira, and brings the lit pipe to her. Thornwald offers a liqueur to Melmo. Thornwald gives a liqueur to Melmo. Sivan offers a pipe (lit) to Kajira. Sivan gives a pipe to Kajira. Maxell slurs in xyllic: dwarf *hic*sh hooolly wine! Sivan burps. Kajira puts her hand over Sivan's own, and inhales. Melmo drinks from a beer skin. Kajira lights her pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Kajira inhales some smoke from her pipe. Kajira hiccups. Maxell slurs in xyllic: holy beer even! Maxell snickers. Kajira exhales slowly. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor gets an octli. Thornwald hiccups. Zestor hiccups. Zestor looks at the octli. Zestor offers an octli to Melmo. Zestor gives an octli to Melmo. Kajira leans back against Sivan with a dazed expression. Melmo drops a beer skin. Zestor slurs in xyllic: now ssish! Melmo shrugs. Hic! Kajira looks at the pipe (lit). Maxell pats you on your back. Zestor slurs in xyllic: drink from sse pod! Melmo hiccups. What? > Melmo smiles at Kajira. Smile at whom? > You smile at Maxell. > Kajira goes hmmmm. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Kajira inhales some smoke from her pipe. Melmo looks at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: where'sh sse osser pipe? Sivan smiles slowly at Kajira. Melmo shrugs. Kajira passes the pipe to Zestor. Maxell hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: melmo, do *hic* drink wiss me? Kajira offers a pipe (lit) to Zestor. Kajira gives a pipe to Zestor. Melmo smiles at Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo you damned have ocdli doo! Melmo grumbles in xyllic: a pleasure !! Thornwald raises his liqueur towards Melmo. Melmo wildly shakes his head. Kajira grins slightly at Sivan. Melmo shrugs innocently. Kajira nods seriously to Melmo. Kajira nods seriously to Melmo. Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Zestor looks at the pipe. Melmo nods gently. Maxell stretches his legs and stands up gracefully. Zestor gets four pretaches. Maxell describes a gesture with his sacrificial knife and hums a mystic melody. Zestor puts nine pretaches into the herbbag. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Suddenly the air is ripped appart by a blood red slash. Zestor gets thirteen pretaches from a herbbag. Maxell leaves into the void. Sivan ponders the situation. Thornwald tips his drink towards Melmo, and then tips it backward quickly. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 17 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, a blood red slash, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a devil's breath, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans and two venison steaks. Kajira is leaning against Sivan, Melmo is resting here, Sivan is resting here, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here. > Melmo goes hmmmm. Zestor looks at the pipe. Kajira takes a pretach. You point at the 16 pretaches. > Kajira eats a pretach. Zestor looks at the pipe. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: i am full Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Melmo sighs drunkenly. Kajira laughs. Kajira tickles Sivan wildly. Zestor slurs in xyllic: ssadsh a dobacco pipe Sivan laughs. One of your potions starts to smell strange. Zestor hiccups. Melmo chuckles slightly. Kajira nods sadly to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: wheresh sse herbpipe! Melmo burps. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i don'd know Sivan burps. Thornwald chuckles. The blood red slash vanishes. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, a glass, four glass of caciques, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion, two chocolate covered raspberries and a walking on hot substances potion. > Melmo grins. Zestor sniffs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i looked What? > Kajira slurs in xyllic: roifur had id? Hic! Kajira slurs in xyllic: sharpa? Kajira hiccups. Zestor slurs in xyllic: whad? Kajira looks very confused. Zestor sniffs. Thornwald hiccups. Thornwald grins at Zestor. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: tell me zestor Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira offers a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Kajira gives a chocolate covered raspberry to Zestor. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i dond know! Zestor sniffs. Melmo giggles slightly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: have a rashpberry! Zestor eats a chocolate covered raspberry. Zestor eats a chocolate covered raspberry. Zestor nods. Kajira nods happily. Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud ssad doeshnd help Melmo comforts Zestor. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: we need more booze! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: 0 Kajira sniffs. One of your potions starts to smell strange. Melmo chuckles slightly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: boooze? Zestor puts 13 pretaches into the herbbag. Kajira looks at the sign. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'm going *hic* dazulgund Melmo comforts Kajira. Zestor gets three pretaches from a herbbag. Zestor eats three pretaches. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: for more alcohol Thornwald looks at the fine guitar. Kajira looks up at Melmo confusedly. Thornwald peers at his guitar for a long while. Melmo grins at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, why am i *hic*ng comforded? Melmo grumbles in xyllic: like drunke childs Kajira slurs in xyllic: ish sse *hic*od b--- whaaaaaaa? Melmo giggles. Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad? Thornwald grins at Melmo. Sivan burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: any shpecial requeshdsh? Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo whosh a child? Kajira slurs in xyllic: did you damned jushd call me *hic* child?? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: from dazulgund? Melmo twinkles his eyes at Sivan. Kajira looks at Melmo. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: firebreasssh, maybe? Wwio: greetings Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo now you damned god do drink! Sivan ponders the situation. What? > Wwio: calair please tell the clerics greetings Calair: I asked Yenul to inform the Clerics. You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: why ish he dwinkling hish eyesh ad you damned and calling me a child? 14 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Wwio, male human Troc, male human > Zestor slurs in xyllic: we cand jushd led *hic*d shlip Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo, *hic* drunk Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo, ged drunk Melmo scratches his head. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i don'd know! don'd drag me indo ssish Thornwald grins broadly. Kajira laughs at Sivan. Someone slurs in xyllic: wheeee Melmo nods slowly. Maxell's hologram shimmers into view. Kajira hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i'll be back _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are totally fed up and you are not thirsty. You are slightly toasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Melmo sighs. Sivan slurs in xyllic: maxell Kajira slurs in xyllic: you damned don'd wand do guard me anymore? Maxell puts a banana, a grapefruit, a leaf, eight oranges, five mangos, five melons, four peaches, nine kiwis, nine pineapples and two watermelons. Thornwald stumbles towards the southwest. Sivan slurs in xyllic: you damned god sse *hic*bpipe? Zestor offers two octlis to Melmo. Zestor gives two octlis to Melmo. Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo drink! Maxell sits down to rest a while. Sivan gets a leaf. Maxell shakes his head. Sivan looks at a leaf. Zestor hiccups. Sivan grins. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Melmo grins slightly at Kajira. Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald starts moving southwest. Kajira laughs. Thornwald leaves southwest. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Sivan offers a leaf to Kajira. Sivan gives a leaf to Kajira. One of the five mangos decays to stinking slime. Zestor describes a gesture with his jade blue dagger and hums a mystic melody. Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic*vesh! Kajira cheers. Maxell slurs in xyllic: i ged bead up if i go nere ssere Melmo grumbles in xyllic: next time if you are in need Sivan slurs in xyllic: *hic*e? for you damned You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a banana, a bowl of ice cream, a grapefruit, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a devil's breath, eight oranges, five melons, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four mangos, four peaches, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, nine kiwis, nine pineapples, three octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks and two watermelons. Kajira is leaning against Sivan, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Melmo is resting here, Sivan is resting here and Zestor. > One of the four peaches decays to stinking slime. Suddenly the air is ripped appart by a blood red slash. Maxell frowns. Zestor hums a prayer to his deity. You slur in xyllic: eww. > Kajira hugs Sivan happily. Melmo snickers. Kajira eats a leaf. Kajira cheers. Sivan slurs in xyllic: ged an herbpipe Zestor makes a gesture. Suddenly Zestor is surrounded by a raging lightningstorm. Zestor leaves into the void. Sivan slurs in xyllic: we need one Kajira slurs in xyllic: whoaaaaa. Kajira smiles happily. Sivan smiles mischievously at Kajira. You burp. Excuse yourself! Kajira leans heavily against Sivan. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a banana, a bowl of ice cream, a grapefruit, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, a blood red slash, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, a bottle of fruit ambrosia, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a devil's breath, eight oranges, five melons, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four mangos, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, nine kiwis, nine pineapples, three octlis, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, three peaches, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks and two watermelons. Kajira is leaning against Sivan, Maxell is resting here (inside a storm cone), Melmo is resting here and Sivan is resting here. > Maxell hiccups. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are totally fed up and you are not thirsty. You are slightly toasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > 14 people are in the world, of these you know: Sivan, male elf Melmo, male dwarf Maxell, male elf Wwio, male human Troc, male human > Kajira slurs in xyllic: waid.. why am i a child? Kajira peers. Melmo drinks from a liqueur. Kajira looks at Melmo. Sivan glances down at Kajira. Maxell looks at Kajira. Kajira slurs in xyllic: melmo, *hic*'re a child. You slur in xyllic: i need do go! > Kajira slurs in xyllic: *hic* me The blood red slash vanishes. You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, a glass, four glass of caciques, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion, two chocolate covered raspberries and a walking on hot substances potion. > Kajira slurs in xyllic: nooo pan Maxell wildly shakes his head at you. The a banana decays to something slimy. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan you damned can'd *hic*ve. Kajira slurs in xyllic: pan you damned can'd *hic*ve. You slur in xyllic: no? > Melmo goes hmmmm. Kajira nods wildly. Maxell nods wildly to you. The a grapefruit decays to something slimy. One of the nine kiwis decays to stinking slime. Maxell gets a bottle of fruit ambrosia. The storm around Maxell vanishes. Maxell looks at the bottle of fruit ambrosia. Kajira takes many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, a mug, two shot glasses and many small wineglasses. Maxell boggles at the concept. Kajira counts her glasses. Maxell drinks from a bottle of fruit ambrosia. Kajira drops many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, a mug, two shot glasses and many small wineglasses. Sivan hiccups. Maxell falls unconscious. Kajira slurs in xyllic: no leaa-- Kajira laughs loudly. You pat Maxell on the head. > Sivan slurs in xyllic: where'sh sse pipe? Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan, you damned look all *hic*ocend when you're unconshcious Melmo ponders the situation. Kajira grins evilly. Kajira slurs in xyllic: we can'd find id. Zestor arrives. Zestor sits down to rest a while. One of the three peaches decays to stinking slime. Zestor sighs. Kajira slurs in xyllic: shomeone dook id. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand find a pipe Kajira slurs in xyllic: no leavesh? Zestor turns white as ashes. Kajira frowns. Zestor sits up and clambers to his feet. Zestor starts running east. Zestor leaves east. Kajira goes ack! One of the eight oranges decays to stinking slime. One of the four mangos decays to stinking slime. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, two cups, a devil's breath, eight kiwis, five melons, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, nine pineapples, three octlis, seven oranges, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, many small wineglasses, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, three mangos, two peaches, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks and two watermelons. Kajira is leaning against Sivan, Maxell (unconscious) is resting here, Melmo is resting here and Sivan is resting here. > Zestor arrives. Kajira looks very confused. Zestor sits down to rest a while. You slur in xyllic: maxell wake up! > Maxell wakes up. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: ouu noo it was a present.... Kajira hiccups. Melmo frowns. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i wonder whad happened do sse pipe. Zestor slurs in xyllic: where can we find a pipe? Hic! Maxell slurs in xyllic: *hic* ssad fairy shduff *hic*ksh a punch! Kajira slurs in xyllic: we're dalking aboud sse herbpipe, melmo. Maxell drops a bottle. Kajira slurs in xyllic: nod my pipe. Melmo hiccups. Zestor offers a pipe to Melmo. Zestor gives a pipe to Melmo. Melmo points at himself. Kajira slurs in xyllic: ssere wash an herbpipe. Zestor nods. Melmo thanks Zestor. Kajira slurs in xyllic: who Zestor slurs in xyllic: bud idsh gone! Melmo smiles slightly. : Kajira: oops Thornwald arrives. Thornwald sings in xyllic: And take the hidden paths that run Thornwald sings in xyllic: Towards the Moon or to the Sun. Thornwald stops singing. You slur in xyllic: zeshdor dond you damned have id? > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay Zestor wildly shakes his head. Melmo lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: i hade *hic* be a pardy pooper Zestor looks at the large backpack. Zestor slurs in xyllic: no pipe Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* i broughd more booze! Thornwald slurs in xyllic: sho i broughd more booze! Melmo grins at you. Thornwald grins. Kajira cheers at Thornwald. You slur in xyllic: no! > Maxell hiccups. Melmo snickers slightly. Kajira takes a strawberry cupcake from the 3. bag. Kajira eats a strawberry cupcake. Melmo slurs in xyllic: *hic*hd waid a shecond Zestor slurs in xyllic: uhhh.. _______________________________/ XYLLOMER \____________________________________ VITALS You are physically feeling very well and mentally in full vigour. You are extremely alert. You are totally fed up and you are not thirsty. You are extremely wasted. You are capable of carrying 77% more than your current inventory. _______________________________________________________________________________ > Melmo hiccups. Kajira slurs in xyllic: yum! One of your potions starts to smell strange. Kajira takes four chocolate cupcakes, four chocolate taffies, four mint taffies, four raspberry taffies, four vanilla cupcakes, three lollipops and three strawberry cupcakes from the 3. bag. Kajira drops four chocolate covered raspberries, four chocolate cupcakes, four chocolate taffies, four mint taffies, four raspberry taffies, four vanilla cupcakes, three lollipops and three strawberry cupcakes. Thornwald counts his devil's breathes. Melmo slurs in xyllic: *hic*iyumi Maxell cheers. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* devil'sh breassesh You are wearing a backpack, a black cloak with silver trim, a black fur lined bandanna, a black headband with four white stars, a decorated feminine chainmail, a fancy red-shimmering blouse, two golden rings, a large scabbard (with a longsword sheathed inside), a leather pitch-black pants, an official judge badge, a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blacksilver leg plates, a pair of gloves, a sash, a scabbard belt (with a talon sheathed inside), a small herbbag, a snake suit and a wiry amulet. You are carrying a bottle of devilbreath, a breath long time under water potion, a gem, a glass, four glass of caciques, a glass of red wine, a glass of white wine, an intelligence potion, an ornamental gem, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two small pouches, three small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion, two chocolate covered raspberries and a walking on hot substances potion. > Thornwald counts his klunkers. You drop a breath long time under water potion, an intelligence potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, a toxic potion and a walking on hot substances potion. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic* breassesh Kajira giggles wildly. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: 8 breassesh Melmo giggles wildly. Kajira takes a blue potion, two green potions, a pink potion, three red potions and a shimmering violet potion. Kajira analyses a breath long time under water potion, a pink potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, a red potion and a steel skin potion. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: 16 klunkersh! Kajira drops a breath long time under water potion, a green potion, a pink potion, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, two red potions and a steel skin potion. Sivan hiccups. Thornwald grins broadly. One of the eight kiwis decays to stinking slime. Maxell boggles at the concept. Kajira slurs in xyllic: poishon. Melmo smiles drunkenly at Thornwald. One of the two peaches decays to stinking slime. Zestor hiccups. Kajira burps. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Zestor looks at the leaves. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who ish doing a klunker wiss me? You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a peach, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, a breath long time under water potion, two cups, a devil's breath, five melons, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, four chocolate cupcakes, four chocolate taffies, four mint taffies, four raspberry taffies, four vanilla cupcakes, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, an intelligence potion, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, nine pineapples, three octlis, a poison potion, a preserving flesh potion, seven kiwis, seven oranges, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, many small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, three lollipops, three mangos, three strawberry cupcakes, a toxic potion, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks, two watermelons and a walking on hot substances potion. Kajira is leaning against Sivan, Maxell is resting here, Melmo is resting here, Sivan is resting here, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Kajira cheers wildly at Zestor. Melmo offers a pipe (lit) to Thornwald. Sivan concentrates on his emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i'll drink wiss you! Melmo gives a pipe to Thornwald. Thornwald sits down to rest a while. Thornwald looks at the pipe. Melmo nods slowly. Sivan chuckles drunkenly. Thornwald lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Thornwald inhales some smoke from his pipe. One of the seven oranges decays to stinking slime. One of the three mangos decays to stinking slime. Melmo burps. Thornwald smiles contentedly. You slur in xyllic: maxell you damned *hic*ughd rodden fruid! > Melmo chuckles slightly. Maxell hiccups. Maxell nods sadly to you. Hic! Thornwald puffs quietly. Maxell slurs in xyllic: id rodsh quick oudshide of sse jungle! Maxell hums a mystic melody. Zestor slurs in xyllic: i am fed up now, no herbpipe Zestor growls. Melmo looks at Maxell. Kajira concentrates on her emerald ring. The ring flashes brightly, then returns to its normal colour. Thornwald offers a pipe (lit) to Zestor. Thornwald gives a pipe to Zestor. Maxell hums a mystic melody. Thornwald winks. Zestor looks at the pipe. Maxell lifts his hand and a blue orange appears. Maxell offers you a blue orange. You accept a blue orange from Maxell. Kajira frowns. Thornwald hiccups. You eat a blue orange. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: okay Zestor hiccups. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: kajira *hic* doing a klunker wiss me Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo god more dobacco? Kajira drops a small pink bag. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who elshe Melmo slurs in xyllic: ouu by sse way whadsh my name... You slur in xyllic: maxell ssad wash much bedder! > Kajira slurs in xyllic: yesh! Maxell nods wildly to you. Kajira slurs in xyllic: i Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo god more dobacco? Zestor slurs in xyllic: melmo god more *hic*acco? Melmo pats himself on the head. Thornwald offers a klunker to Kajira. Thornwald gives a klunker to Kajira. Maxell gets two green potions. Kajira burps. Kajira nods seriously to Thornwald. Melmo wildly shakes his head. Maxell analyses a poison potion. Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Thornwald gets 17 platinum coins from the sash. Melmo ponders the situation. Kajira happily nudges Sivan. Thornwald offers five platinum coins to Melmo. Thornwald gives five platinum coins to Melmo. Maxell boggles at the concept. Zestor offers a pipe to Melmo. Zestor gives a pipe to Melmo. Kajira puts 24 platinum coins, five copper coins, three silver coins and two gold coins into the backpack. Sivan slurs in xyllic: whad? Thornwald slurs in xyllic: melmo for sse *hic*e ushage :) Maxell drinks from a poison potion. Thornwald puts 12 platinum coins into the sash. The a peach decays to something slimy. Melmo thanks Thornwald. Zestor slurs in xyllic: cand even shmoke dobacco Maxell drops a green potion. Thornwald smiles. Melmo hiccups. One of the seven kiwis decays to stinking slime. Maxell burps. Melmo slurs in xyllic: how do i earn ssad =) Thornwald slurs in xyllic: who elshe ish doing klunkersh wiss ush Kajira slurs in xyllic: shivan ish Melmo looks at Thornwald. Sivan slurs in xyllic: me?! Maxell shivers. Thornwald offers a klunker to Sivan. Thornwald gives a klunker to Sivan. Kajira nods wildly to Sivan. Sivan goes ack! Sivan looks at the klunker. Kajira grins devilishly at Sivan. Thornwald offers a klunker to Melmo. Thornwald gives a klunker to Melmo. Kajira looks at the klunker. Maxell chants a prayer to his deity. You guess that it is around the 15. hour of this day! > Zestor burps. Thornwald offers a klunker to Maxell. Thornwald gives a klunker to Maxell. Melmo lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. One of the two mangos decays to stinking slime. Thornwald offers you a klunker. You accept a klunker from Thornwald. Melmo smiles amusedly. Thornwald offers a klunker to Zestor. Thornwald gives a klunker to Zestor. You wildly shake your head. > Thornwald slurs in xyllic: jushd once Kajira nods wildly to you. Maxell boggles at the concept. One of the nine pineapples decays to stinking slime. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: a group drink Kajira slurs in xyllic: come on pan! Sivan burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: all of ush dogesser Kajira slurs in xyllic: sse *hic*en have do shdick dogesser. Thornwald smiles. Maxell looks at the sign. Kajira nods seriously. One of the six oranges decays to stinking slime. You burp. Excuse yourself! Maxell orders a round of cacique for everyone !! But he can not pay for all the drinks ! Hmmmmm. > The a mango decays to something slimy. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: *hic*ryone ash a group, for sse fun of id Sivan chuckles softly, slowly shaking his head to himself. Kajira laughs. Maxell sniffs. Thornwald burps. You nod wildly to Kajira. > Melmo chuckles. Kajira nods seriously to you. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Melmo inhales some smoke from his pipe. Maxell looks at the klunker. Thornwald raises his klunker high into the air. You slur in xyllic: okay > Thornwald sits up and clambers to his feet. Thornwald raises his klunker even higher. Kajira glances over her shoulder and winks at Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: join me! Maxell raises klunker up there! Maxell hiccups. Thornwald grins broadly. Melmo rolls to an upright position and grunts loudly while getting up. Kajira raises her klunker in a toast! Melmo starts moving east. Melmo stomps east. Thornwald gasps in astonishment! You emote: Pan raises her klunker up. > One of the two watermelons decays to stinking slime. Kajira burps. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: fine shcrew him Kajira excuses herself for her rude behaviour. Sivan slowly raises his klunker. One of the five melons decays to stinking slime. Kajira laughs at Thornwald. Maxell giggles. Thornwald drinks from a klunker. Thornwald waves. Sivan drinks from a klunker. Maxell drinks from a klunker. Maxell falls unconscious. Kajira drinks from a klunker. Thornwald falls unconscious. Sivan falls unconscious. One of the six kiwis decays to stinking slime. Kajira falls unconscious. Bright sunshine beams down through the cloudless sky. You slur in xyllic: eeksh, i godda shplid! > Sivan wakes up. Thornwald wakes up. You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a melon, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, a breath long time under water potion, two cups, a devil's breath, eight pineapples, five kiwis, five oranges, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, four chocolate cupcakes, four chocolate taffies, four melons, four mint taffies, four raspberry taffies, four vanilla cupcakes, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, an intelligence potion, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three octlis, a preserving flesh potion, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, three lollipops, three strawberry cupcakes, a toxic potion, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks and a walking on hot substances potion. Kajira (unconscious), Maxell (unconscious) is resting here, Sivan is resting here, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Maxell wakes up. Zestor hiccups. Melmo stomps in. Maxell boggles at the concept. Thornwald giggles. Sivan looks at Kajira. Kajira wakes up. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: ups got lost You flip back and stand on your feet again. > Melmo snickers drunkenly. You slur in xyllic: dime do go! > Melmo sits down to rest a while. One of the eight pineapples decays to stinking slime. Kajira tucks her feet below her body, and leaps to her feet. Thornwald chuckles. Thornwald smiles at you. You wave wildly. > Maxell boggles at you seriously! (for a drunk) Kajira chuckles softly. Melmo grumbles in xyllic: whooo wants the pipe Thornwald waves in your direction. You slur in xyllic: have lodsh of fun! > Sivan slurs in xyllic: me! You are standing on a wonderful beach. This is the place you always wanted to spend your holidays. Just relaxing on the soft sand, reading a good book, taking a refreshing bath from time to time or walking to the dunes to the west. You wish that you could stay here forever. You also see a small hut made out of wood here, the roof made out of palm- leaves. A sign informs you that you can buy some cold drinks here. You can leave: north, northeast, east, southeast, south, southwest, west, northwest. 16 pretaches, a bowl of ice cream, a melon, a plate of chicken marengo, a slice of cheesecake, some beer skins, many bottles, three bottle of champagnes, three bottle of gnomish spiced ciders, three bottle of red wines, a bottle of white wine, a breath long time under water potion, two cups, a devil's breath, five kiwis, five oranges, four bowl of fruit brulees, four bowl of fruit macedoines, four braised rabbit with onionses, four chocolate covered raspberries, four chocolate cupcakes, four chocolate taffies, four melons, four mint taffies, four raspberry taffies, four vanilla cupcakes, many glasses, a glass of cacique, a glass of cuba libre, two glass of white wines, an intelligence potion, a medium linen sling bag, a mug, three octlis, a preserving flesh potion, seven pineapples, many shot glasses, a sizable rosewood casket, a small pink bag, many small wineglasses, a steel skin potion, a strength potion, three cock-a-leekie soups, three gnomish breads, three lollipops, three strawberry cupcakes, a toxic potion, two plate of seafood divans, two venison steaks and a walking on hot substances potion. Kajira, Maxell is resting here, Melmo is resting here, Sivan is resting here, Thornwald and Zestor is resting here (inside a storm cone). > Zestor slurs in xyllic: me melmo! Maxell slurs in xyllic: shivan did ya shee ssad? shhe backflipped! Zestor slurs in xyllic: shivan *hic* id! Kajira laughs at Sivan. Thornwald slurs in xyllic: good do pardy wiss ya pan! Melmo offers a pipe (lit) to Zestor. Melmo gives a pipe to Zestor. One of the five oranges decays to stinking slime. Thornwald smiles at you. Maxell waves wildly in your direction. Maxell hiccups. You slur in xyllic: maxell idsh a drick! > Sivan goes ack! Sivan burps. Zestor lights his pipe. White sweet smelling smoke drifts around. Zestor inhales some smoke from his pipe. Melmo smiles at Zestor. Sivan slurs in xyllic: i shaid id firshd You snicker. > You wave wildly. ///With Wwio awake I decided against taking chances, so I had to leave.. plus ///the party was nearly over anyway!