Zhokril Posted July 2, 2009 Report Share Posted July 2, 2009 .... Wow.... I couldn't keep up. Wow... just wow. __________________________________________________ ____ A Dark Cleric says coldly, 'What are you doing out of bed?' A messenger hands you a scroll marked "note" look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. sit bed You sit down on a large four post bed. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. emote lowers itself back down. Alestim lowers itself back down. note You have no unread notes. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. A Dark Cleric says 'Now, what shall we do with you..' smote From the corner adjacent to Alestim, a young boy screams, "LET ME GO!" From the corner adjacent to Alestim, a young boy screams, 'LET ME GO!' sigh A sound similar to that of a sigh escapes from deep within Alestim's chest. A messenger hands you a scroll marked "note" note A Dark Cleric repeats in a jeering tone, 'Let me go.' A Dark Cleric laughs coldly. emote recoils as if lashed by an invisible hand. Alestim recoils as if lashed by an invisible hand. A Dark Cleric says 'No, I think not. The masters have greater plans for you' smote "My father is a rich man! He will pay more if I am not hurt." the boy continues, as Alestim continues its windish sighs. 'My father is a rich man! He will pay more if I am not hurt.' the boy continues, as Alestim continues its windish sighs. You are hungry. A Dark Cleric glares angrily, 'You think I am a petty thief, boy?!' Zhokril looks at you. You are hungry. You are hungry. smote "I don't know! Syndicate! You are for surely, syndicate! We've written Kaylia's words, I know I can be bought back, " the boy sighs. "You already have Alestim. Destroy him if you must." 'I don't know! Syndicate! You are for surely, syndicate! We've written Kaylia's words, I know I can be bought back, ' the boy sighs. 'You already have Alestim. Destroy him if you must.' You are hungry. sad2 A groan can be heard drifting through the area, as Alestim dips and sways. st You stand up. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. emote seems to lose momentum and flops to the bed. Alestim seems to lose momentum and flops to the bed. You are hungry. re You rest. You are hungry. The pain gets you to your feet. Your hunger scratches you. <219hp XXXm XXXmv> A Dark Cleric sits down and thinks deeply. <219hp XXXm XXXmv> emote "STOP DOING THAT," the boy frantically cries, and hurls a small piece of condensed floorboard at Alestim. Alestim 'STOP DOING THAT,' the boy frantically cries, and hurls a small piece of condensed floorboard at Alestim. <219hp XXXm XXXmv> You are hungry. Your hunger scratches you. <216hp XXXm XXXmv> drink milk You can't find it. <216hp XXXm XXXmv> eating A rotting stench surrounds you as Alestim's chest springs open. <216hp XXXm XXXmv> get milk back You get a bottle of milk from a sturdy backpack. <216hp XXXm XXXmv> drink milk You drink milk from a bottle of milk. <216hp XXXm XXXmv> drink milk You drink milk from a bottle of milk. A Dark Cleric says sternly, 'Sit Down, boy!' rest bed You rest on a large four post bed. smote The boy remains standing, arrogantly and angrily staring at Alestim. The boy remains standing, arrogantly and angrily staring at Alestim. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. eating3 PHWAP! The chest cavity within Alestim snaps closed. A Dark Cleric glares, 'Don't move.' A Dark Cleric walks east. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A Dark Cleric walks in. smote "This is all your fault, you piece of rubbish, you know that!" the boy says. Alestim sighs. 'This is all your fault, you piece of rubbish, you know that!' the boy says. Alestim sighs. sigh A sound similar to that of a sigh escapes from deep within Alestim's chest. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. alias A Dark Cleric strides in and approaches the bedside. bob Bobbing lightly in the air, Alestim seems pulled by invisible strings. st You stand up. A Dark Cleric conjures a length of rope from the air. A Dark Cleric holds out the rope to you. 'Tie up the boy to the bed, now!' float1 Alestim floats about the area eerily. Pitched forward, his position never changes. emote pitches forward, rope harnessed in one hand. Alestim pitches forward, rope harnessed in one hand. smote "Wh...stop it... don't..." the boy squirms away from Alestim, "touch me!" 'Wh...stop it... don't...' the boy squirms away from Alestim, 'Touch me!' emote mechanically raises its good arm, ensnares the small boy as per command, and backs away without much effort. Alestim mechanically raises its good arm, ensnares the small boy as per command, and backs away without much effort. A Dark Cleric says simply, 'Good.' smote Head resting to one side limply, Alestim dips and sways. Head resting to one side limply, Alestim dips and sways. A Dark Cleric looks down upon the boy with malevolent eagerness. A Dark Cleric wields Torturer's Scalpel. A Dark Cleric smiles happily. A Dark Cleric grins, 'The Dark one says there must be some....modifications.' smote "Now... w..wait...," the boy suddenly looks panicked, "I am worth more gold alive, I assure you!" You must include your name in an smote. smote "Now... w..wait...," the boy suddenly looks panicked, "I am worth more gold alive, I assure you!" Alestim dips and sways. 'Now... w..wait...,' the boy suddenly looks panicked, 'I am worth more gold alive, I assure you!' Alestim dips and sways. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. A Dark Cleric says 'I do not need your gold, boy' A Dark Cleric spits out the last syllable with considerable emphasis. smote A sudden realization dawns on the boy, and he struggles more fervently than before, almost releasing him from Alestim's slim tie. A sudden realization dawns on the boy, and he struggles more fervently than before, almost releasing him from Alestim's slim tie. smote "N...ARGH..." the boy spews, spitting on you and the mannequin Alestim without meaning to. 'N...ARGH...' the boy spews, spitting on you and the mannequin Alestim without meaning to. As the boy writhes under the ropes, a Dark Cleric rips away the boy's shirt and lowers the scalpel slowly to his chestbone. smote "Rn...no... wai..wait..." the boy yells. "Alestim, help!" 'Rn...no... wai..wait...' the boy yells. 'Alestim, help!' An arrogant officer walks in. bob Bobbing lightly in the air, Alestim seems pulled by invisible strings. A Dark Cleric inserts the scalpel into the flesh, not too deep, and draws it down slowly to the boy's diaphragm. smote The boy spasms and exudes a sigh similar to Alestim. The boy spasms and exudes a sigh similar to Alestim. Ignoring the writhing and screams, a Dark Cleric then begins cutting in a half circle back around to the top of his incision. An arrogant officer walks east. A Dark Cleric pauses momentarily, magically siphoning away some of the pouring blood. 'Yes, that looks nice' A Dark Cleric grins evilly. smote Clearly in shock, the boy grows a palor similar to Alestims. Drawing short sharp breaths, his eyes begin to glaze. Clearly in shock, the boy grows a palor similar to Alestims. Drawing short sharp breaths, his eyes begin to glaze. A Dark Cleric continues the incision, eventually completing a full circle with a line down the middle. You are hungry. float4 Without any noticeable wind, the Alestim mannequin strafes right to left... neck first. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. The boy's breathing comes in strangled gasps now. You are thirsty. You are hungry. A Dark Cleric places an index finger in the center of the circle, narrowing his eyes. You are thirsty. You are hungry. smote The boy, at the touch, quivers lightly. A groan can be heard, but it is unclear whether from Alestim or himself. The boy, at the touch, quivers lightly. A groan can be heard, but it is unclear whether from Alestim or himself. You are thirsty. You are hungry. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A cleric wears billowing robes of black emblazoned with dark runes. drinking Alestim is saturated as it is pitched forward in to a sheet of water that has formed from nothingness. The finger glows more brightly as the Cleric continues his dark prayer, as if some sort of energy is being transferred. drink barrel It is already empty. drink barrel It is already empty. drink 2.barrel You drink water from the barrel. drink 2.barrel drink 2.barrel You drink water from the barrel. You drink water from the barrel. Your thirst is quenched. You are hungry. get milk back You get a bottle of milk from a sturdy backpack. drink milk You drink milk from a bottle of milk. Your thirst is quenched. drink milk You drink milk from a bottle of milk. Your thirst is quenched. Drawing long gasps, the boy's eyes roll in their sockets from the pain. emote pitches lightly, perhaps sensing an excitement or change. Alestim pitches lightly, perhaps sensing an excitement or change. A Dark Cleric barks sharply, 'You, place your finger here.' smote Words, "ss..sto...plea..." the boy whispers, as Alestim approachs as per command. Words, 'Ss..sto...plea...' the boy whispers, as Alestim approachs as per command. emote arches an arm forward, and mechanically lowers it upon the boy. Alestim arches an arm forward, and mechanically lowers it upon the boy. The entire wound on the boy's torso glows brightly like a rune. emote suddenly begins to move with more vigor, eyes flaring a fiery red from within the cracks around the paint. Alestim suddenly begins to move with more vigor, eyes flaring a fiery red from within the cracks around the paint. Both the rune and the mannequin's finger flare with energy. Slowly, the glowing travels up the mannequin's index finger to his entire body. emote arches back suddenly, gaping mouth hole flaring. Alestim arches back suddenly, gaping mouth hole flaring. Two things happen simultaneously. With a rattling gasp, the boy's eyes roll back and he passes out. At the same time, the mannequin is blasted back across the room, colliding with the opposite wall. emote hits the wall with a shattering thud, cracking in several places. Alestim hits the wall with a shattering thud, cracking in several places. smote HUMPSH! A release of sudden air from the boy's lungs carry off and brush past Alestim. HUMPSH! A release of sudden air from the boy's lungs carry off and brush past Alestim. A Dark Cleric examines the scene briefly. A Dark Cleric says in a self-satisfied way, 'Good. I think that will do.', taking no notice of the mess he has created. A fearless crewmember walks in. A Dark Cleric says 'Clean up, you two, and I will let you leave here.' smote Blood drips from the bed to the floor, and trails awkwardly across the Clerics feet and past Alestim. Blood drips from the bed to the floor, and trails awkwardly across the Clerics feet and past Alestim. A Dark Cleric scowls darkly and leaves, his robe sweeping behind him. A Dark Cleric walks east. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A fearless looking crewmember. st You are already standing. look The Regent's Chambers You are in the quarters of the Regent of Miruvhor. The Royal Banner of Miruvhor hands above the large, four post bed. A small golden altar to Mhalador is to the left of the bed, and to the right is a small night table. Weaponry of every conceivable shape, size, and function hangs along the walls. [Exits: east] A large four post bed is here. A small night table stands beside the bed. A fearless looking crewmember. A fearless crewmember walks east. emote awakes with a start. Alestim awakes with a start. Alestim looks down in terror. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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