#AREA   {PROTO} Pikkon's area in progress~



#VERSION 1
#AUTHOR Pikkon~

#RANGES
0 0 0 0
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#FLAGS
0

#ECONOMY 0 141432

#CLIMATE 2 2 2

#MOBILES
#2250
Pat the Monkey~
Pat the Monkey~
A crazed ape stands here, contemplating a higher reality.
~
~
1140850691 0 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 1000000000
112 112 0
#2251
Transfer Mob~
a newly created Transfer Mob~
Some god abandoned a newly created Transfer Mob here.
~
~
1149239299 2 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 0
112 112 0
> greet_prog 100~
if isnpc($n)
mppurge $n
else
mptransfer $n 2259
mpat 2259 mpforce $n look
mpat 2259 mpechoaround $n &Y$n has fallen into the jail right beside you!
mpat 2259 mpechoat $n &YYou've fallen straight into jail!
endif
~
|
#2252
Hollowed Soul Spectral Guardian~
A Spectral Guardian~
A hollowed soul stares upon the landscape, longingly listening to the sounds of nature.
~
~
1073742339 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 1000000000
112 112 0
13 15 13 22 13 13 20
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 2
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) Phantom Raiders
bow $n
else
yell $n has treaded upon our sacred ground! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2253
Foul Beast of Burden Creature~
The Beast of Burden~
A foul creature cumbrously paces about the area.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 1000000000
112 112 0
15 10 13 15 13 13 20
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
bow $n
else
yell $n is treading upon our sacred ground! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2254
Vault Store Transfer~
a newly created Vault Store Transfer~
Some god abandoned a newly created Vault Store Transfer here.
~
~
1140850691 2 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 0
112 112 0
> speech_prog p To the vault!~
mptransfer $n 2296
mpecho &w$n leaves north.
mpat $n mpechoaround &w$n $n arrives from the south.
mpat $n mpechoat &w$n You leave north.
mpat $n mpforce $n look
~
> speech_prog p To the shop!~
mptransfer $n 2295
mpecho $n leaves north.
mpat 2295 mpechoaround $n $n arrives from the south.
mpat 2295 mpechoat $n You leave north.
mpat 2295 mpforce $n look
~
|
#2255
Skeletal Jail Guardian~
The Jail Guard~
A lone skeleton stands here, his empty abysmal eyes staring into nothingness.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 700000000
112 112 0
13 15 13 22 13 13 15
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
kneel $n
else
yell $n is in our jail house! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2256
Priest Sorrow~
A Priest of Sorrow~
A tall, thin, pale man stands here, singing sermons of sorrow.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 800000000
112 112 0
15 20 13 22 13 13 20
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mpechoat $n &zThe Priest of Sorrow peers at you as you interrupt his sermon to the dead.
else
yell $n has interrupted my sermon to the dead! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2257
Priest Sorrow~
A Priest of Sorrow~
A tall, thin, pale man stands here, singing sermons of sorrow.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 800000000
112 112 0
15 20 13 22 13 13 20
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
bow $n
else
yell $n has interrupted my sermon to the living! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2258
Phantom Raider~
A Phantom Raider~
Long forgotten, a forsaken phantom wallows in his despair.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 1000000000
112 112 0
15 10 13 22 13 13 15
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mpechoat $n &zThe Phantom Raider peels his lonely eyes off of the ground to take a glimpse at your face, his horrid expression wreaking of despair.
else
yell $n has tread on my forsaken sands! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2259
Council Member~
A Council Member~
Shrouded by darkness, the forlorn Council Member stalks about the room impatiently.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 C
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 910000000
112 112 0
13 20 13 20 13 13 25
0 0 0 0 0
0 3 0 0 1 1 1
0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0
> greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mpechoat $n &zThe Council Member smiles at you wearily, his pale face etched with wrinkles of an ancient lifetime.
else
yell $n has invaded our council's chamber! BANZAI!!!
mpkill $n
endif
endif
~
|
#2260
Forgotten Lieutenant~
The Forgotten Lieutenant~
The Forgotten Lieutenant paces about here, clinging to this plane of reality.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 10000000
112 112 0
> death_prog 100~
mpmload 2260
mea $n &W$I says, 'I may be forgotten, but I will never be forsaken.'
~
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#2261
Forgotten Captain~
The Forgotten Captain~
The Forgotten Captain paces around here, phasing out of this plane of reality.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 10000000
112 112 0
> death_prog 100~
mpmload 2261
mpechoat $n &W$I says, 'I may be forgotten, but I'm not yet forsaken from this realm!'
~
|
#2262
Forgotten Leader~
The Forgotten Leader~
The Forgotten Leader sits upon a wooden stool, scribbling upon a parchment.
~
~
1073741827 0 0 S
1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0
0 10000000
112 112 0
> death_prog 100~
mpmload 2262
mpechoat $n &z$I clings upon this plane of reality for a bit longer.
~
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#0


#OBJECTS
#2250
Sensu Bean~
a Sensu Bean~
A Sensu Bean lays here on the ground.~
~
65 1073750016 1
0 0 0 0
1 4000 400
#2251
mobrobe~
&z(&wGhastly&z) &wA Black Priests Robe~
Some god dropped a newly created mobrobe here.~
~
13 1073750016 8
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
#2253
Communication Link~
&z(&wPha&zntom Te&wch&z) &wComm Link~
Someone has left behind their comm link here.~
~
9 1073741824 65537
0 30 0 0 5000000 2000000000
1 22015 2201
#2254
Shadowed Aegis Shield~
&w(&zShadowed&w) &zPhan&rtas&zmic &rAegis~
A shadow is cast upon an iron shield on the ground here, disguising its phantasmic crest.~
~
9 1073741824 513
0 35 0 0 5000000 2000000000
1 22015 2201
#2255
Strands Spectral Threads~
&w&W(&wForsaken&w&W) Spec&ztral&W&W Thre&zads~
Stands of sullen reality have been haphazardly strewn about here.~
~
9 1073741824 97
0 40 0 0 5000000 2000000000
1 22015 2201
#2256
DEATHSTAR KEYCARD~
THE DEATHSTAR Keycard.~
A strange keycard is laying here.~
~
9 1073741824&16 16385
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
#0


#ROOMS
#2250
The Deathstar~
We got Deathstar! We got Deathstar! So all your Vader Haters out there, we're
gunna blow your planet up! And you know that we got it, and you know that we
got it!
~
0 1073741828 0
> speech_prog p monitor docks~
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2251
mpat 2251 mpforce $n look
mpat 2251 mptransfer $n 2250
endif
~
> speech_prog p I need a keycard~
if clan($n) == Phantom Raider
mpoload 2256
give keycard $n
mea $n The DEATHSTAR console spits out a keycard at you.
mer $n The DEATHSTAR console spits out a keycard at $n
else
mea $n &RAccess Denied!!
mer $n mer $n has been denied!!
endif
~
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#2251
&zShadowed Dock~
Long forgotten, this dock is far from well maintained. The signal paint had
chipped and worn, the platforms have mossed and eroded, and rampant growth
of nature spreads through the seemingly incessant lines of cracks and chips
in the pavement. Horrid sounds of foul beasts echo through the valleys and
forests to the north - no sane man dare stomach the sights of hellish damnation
in the asylums of Gods to the north. To the south lies a desert wasteland,
scorched and scorned by the hazy heat of the unrelenting sun.
~
0 1073741824 1
D2
~
~
0 -1 2252
S
#2252
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2257
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2257
D3
~
~
0 -1 2257
D6
~
~
0 -1 2257
D7
~
~
0 -1 2257
D8
~
~
0 -1 2253
D9
~
~
0 -1 2257
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
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#2253
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2252
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2254
D3
~
~
0 -1 2252
D6
~
~
0 -1 2257
D7
~
~
0 -1 2257
D8
~
~
0 -1 2252
D9
~
~
0 -1 2252
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
S
#2254
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2257
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2252
D3
~
~
0 -1 2252
D6
~
~
0 -1 2256
D7
~
~
0 -1 2255
D8
~
~
0 -1 2257
D9
~
~
0 -1 2252
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
S
#2255
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2257
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2252
D3
~
~
0 -1 2252
D6
~
~
0 -1 2257
D7
~
~
0 -1 2257
D8
~
~
0 -1 2252
D9
~
~
0 -1 2252
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me~
if isnpc($n)
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
S
#2256
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2252
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2258
D3
~
~
0 -1 2252
D6
~
~
0 -1 2257
D7
~
~
0 -1 2257
D8
~
~
0 -1 2252
D9
~
~
0 -1 2252
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
S
#2257
&OThe Endless Desert~
Sweltering heat scorns the lives of any vegetation that once flourished in the
oceans of ancient times. The endless desert stretches beyond sight in every
which way, the only obstruction to the endless tides of sand being dunes, deep
and steep as the typhoons that once raged upon veteran sailors who made their
ways across them. Giant planks of wood are all the remains of the old times,
sticking out of the ground haphazardly to be decayed slowly by the smoldering
sun light. Perhaps an oasis lies to the northeast, granting shelter to any
misfortunate soul who may tread upon this forsaken land, or perhaps it is a
mere mirage, a trick of the desperate wanderers mind.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2252
D1
~
~
0 -1 2257
D2
~
~
0 -1 2252
D3
~
~
0 -1 2252
D6
~
~
0 -1 2252
D7
~
~
0 -1 2252
D8
~
~
0 -1 2257
D9
~
~
0 -1 2257
> speech_prog p Shadows guide me.~
if isfight($n)
mpechoat $n Nice try.
else
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mptransfer $n 2258
endif
endif
~
|
S
#2258
&OThe Endless Desert~
Scarlet beams of sunlight seethe through the thick clouds above. Eternal daylight
has hardened these sands of time to a glossy shell-like finish, melted to a
crude glass of sorts. To the north cries the winds of damnation, the Endless
Desert, and to the south lies a ghastly city, forgotten in the pages of time
from the eyes of the living for centuries, only to be occupied by the lonely
dead.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
17825792 -1 2251
D2
~
~
0 -1 2260
S
#2259
&gThe County Jail~
Scars scale the stony walls of this cell, giving evidence of scratching through
in a feeble attempt to reach the outside with nothing but bare finger and nail.
The bars, though slightly rusted of the ages, still stand strong and durable,
as if they had gained strength as each man tested his mettle and might against
them with each attempt to bend or break them. The scent of death, decay, and
defecation is heavy within the room, almost liquid within the air, all that
remains of the last forgotten soul abandoned to the jail and forgotten from
the recorded times.
~
0 1073741828 1
> rand_prog 100~
if time($n) == 12
mea $n You have been released.
mptransfer $n 2251
mpat 2251 mer $n $n materializes infront of you, from the jail.
mpat 2251 mpforce $n look
endif
~
> speech_prog p let me out~
if clan($n) == Phantom Raiders
mea $n You have been released.
mer $n $n has been released.
mptrans $n 2263
mpat 2263 mpforce $n look
mpat 2263 mer $n $n has arrived from the jail.
endif
~
|
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#2260
&OA Dusty Road~
Dust clouds billow up at the clambering feet of the souls of the dead as they
wander aimlessly about the city, ignoring the living as if they were of no
concern to them - nay, as if they were as inexistent as they were living. An
occasional tumble weed whisks past with the bellowing wind, creating a cliche
scene, perfect for a showdown at high noon, ironically the eternal day of this
mystical place creates high noon at each waking moment of the inhabitants.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2258
D1
~
~
0 -1 2263
D2
~
~
0 -1 2261
D3
~
~
0 -1 2266
S
#2261
&OA Dusty Road~
The sunlight strains to reach the ground here, casting upon an eerie shadow
to the chapel to the south.Feral howls of beasts and men echo from the southeast,
though the sky bars even a glimpse of light from passing to reveal what secrets
may lie from the worlds of the beyond.A small sign states that a wanderer whom
wishes to travel to the chapel need only recite a sentence to reach the Sorrows
Furnace, "ot sorrows ecanruf." 
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2260
D2
~
~
0 -1 2265
> speech_prog p To Sorrows Furnace~
mptransfer $n 2262
mpecho &w$n leaves south.
mpat 2262 mea $n &wYou leave south.
mpat 2262 mpechoaround $n &w$n arrives from the north.
~
> speech_prog p Furnace Sorrows To~
mptransfer $n 2284
mpecho &w$n leaves southeast.
mpat 2284 mea $n &wYou leave southeast.
mpat 2284 mpforce $n look
mpat 2284 mpechoaround $n &w$n arrives from the northwest.
~
> speech_prog p ot sorrows ecanruf~
mpforce $n south
~
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#2262
&zBefore a Forgotten Chapel~
Sounds of horror wreak the sullen skies from the sanctuary to the south. Ancient,
tarnished stones built up beyond ages of recognition stand to create a marvelous
sight of grounds of endless and tainted madness. A stronghold to the damned,
thick steel doors and lengthy draw bridges over moats lead way to the impenetrable
citadel of this forsaken encampment. Though seemingly impenetrable to siege,
the proprietors of endless ages ago have left it ill maintained. The moats,
even if once stalling to enemies, have dried, the drawbridges have fallen,
and the last defense, gated doors and portcullis left open and unmanned.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2261
D2
~
~
16777216 -1 2276
S
#2263
&gThe County Jail~
The rancid scent of decay is heavy within these stony walls.Barred chambers
bear witness to the last hours of the lives of several criminals, and hold
their corpses perfectly preserved as infected, maggot ridden, foul smelling
mementos to their horrid crimes, their souls ever locked inside the festering
cadavers for all eternity.A small desk is home to the county sheriff, who's
soul still ponders over paper work from times long passed, and a small bench
holds strong to the lines of visitors to their friends and loved ones, clasped
to the walls of their pathetic cells.
~
0 1073741824 1
D1
~
~
16777216 -1 2265
D3
~
~
0 -1 2260
S
#2264
&zA Forsaken Shop~
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FELL FOR IT MAN! IT'S LIKE THE OLDIST TRICK IN THE BOOK,
MAN! HERE HERE HERE, LET ME TRANSFER YOU OUT! YEAH JUST ASK, "Really?" 
~
0 1073741828 1
> speech_prog p Really?~
mea $n NO MAN! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU FELL FOR IT, AGAIN!
mptransfer $n 2259
mpecho $n like... Fell for the oldest trick in the book, man, and got jailed.
mpat 2259 mea $n Welcome to jail!
mpat 2259 mpforce $n look
mpat 2259 mer $n $n arrives from somewhere.
~
|
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#2265
&OA Dusty Road~
~
0 1073741828 1
S
#2266
&OBefore an Ancient Saloon~
Shattered glass tells tales of combat in the ages of old in the saloon to the
west. The original shutter doors lay in splintered heaps, replaced by thick,
oaken, reinforced doors to keep intruders out and combatants in with greater
effect. Damaged troughs lay ruin to bodies of the defeated long tossed away,
spilling sun dried feed upon the ancient, yet sturdy, floor boards. Inside
this once was war zone would make a great place to practice battle, or to escape
from the hectic sounds of the city for concealed combat with a foe.
~
0 1073741824 1
D1
~
~
1048577 -1 2260
D3
~
~
3 -1 2267
S
#2267
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2275
D1
~
~
3 -1 2266
D2
~
~
0 -1 2272
D3
~
~
1 -1 2268
S
#2268
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2274
D1
~
~
0 -1 2267
D2
~
~
0 -1 2271
D3
~
~
0 -1 2269
D6
~
~
0 -1 2275
D7
~
~
0 -1 2273
D8
~
~
0 -1 2272
D9
~
~
0 -1 2270
S
#2269
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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#2270
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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#2271
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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D0
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#2272
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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D0
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D7
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#2273
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
0 1073741824 1
D1
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#2274
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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D1
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#2275
&wThe Forgotten Saloon~
Shards of splintered wood lay claim to most of the ground, scattered remnants
of ages beyond the pages of recorded times. A glorious scene this once was
of chaotic combat, brutish battles, and anarchic assaults. Even now the phantoms
who still inhabit this forsaken encampment relive the legendary pandemonium
with battles of their own, nonfatal duels to better their own experience. Plenty
of room to move about in inside this ancient saloon means plenty of places
to hide and ambush your foes, or plenty of places to chase down a cowardice
inspired victim.
~
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D2
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D3
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0 -1 2274
D9
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S
#2276
&zThe Forgotten Chapel~
Shattered walls of stained glasses lay wake to what were once beautiful portraits
of the dark gods once feared. Forgotten in the pages of time these destroyed
windows are all that's left to their memories, forever preserved in this place
of forbidden worship. Shrill squeals echo from below as the torture chambers
resound with the memories of long ago, filling the building with noises as
fresh as the day of their enactment. Chambers lay to the east, west, and south,
beckoning the living to once again explore this wayward cathedral.
~
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D0
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#2277
&zThe Forgotten Chapel~
Shattered walls of stained glasses lay wake to what were once beautiful portraits
of the dark gods once feared. Forgotten in the pages of time these destroyed
windows are all that's left to their memories, forever preserved in this place
of forbidden worship. Shrill squeals echo from below as the torture chambers
resound with the memories of long ago, filling the building with noises as
fresh as the day of their enactment. Chambers lay to the east, west, and south,
beckoning the living to once again explore this wayward cathedral.
~
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D0
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~
0 -1 2276
D1
~
~
0 -1 2280
D2
~
~
0 -1 2278
D3
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~
0 -1 2281
S
#2278
&zAltar of the Damned~
Statues of the damned gods of the old ages still stand here, strong as the day
they were constructed, eerily staring out upon the altar as though awaiting
a reincarnation into the imaginations of man, to live in their reign of fiery
terror and vengeance once again. Songs of worship still echo from the walls,
creating a spectral image of servitude to the ancient ones as fresh as the
day of their inception, like a recording on playback of all eternity. A scratching
sound from walls to the southeast can occasionally be made out, as tough one
of the many bloody sacrifices had somehow lived, or their spirit remained to
haunt the hellish grounds for all eternity, warding off the easily scared adventurer.
~
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D0
~
~
0 -1 2277
D8
~
~
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S
#2279
&zAn Unkempt Bedroom~
~
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D3
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~
0 -1 2276
S
#2280
&zAn Unkempt Bedroom~
~
0 1073741824 1
D3
~
~
0 -1 2277
S
#2281
&zAn Ultra Gravity Chamber~
This spherical dome houses several strange and mysterious equipment and mechanical
wonders. A perforated platform houses the feet of several strong men, strengthening
themselves under the once was mystical strain of enhanced gravity, controlled
by a panel on the center support beam. Several wires litter the floor and hang
from the high rafters of the ceiling, each pulsating with a low buzz of electrical
currents.
~
0 1073741824&8 1
D1
~
~
0 -1 2277
S
#2282
&zAn Ancient Medical Bay~
Highly advanced technological devices lay wake to this room of mysticism. Equipment
eras beyond its fashion, these medical supplements were once thought to be
devices of powerful magiks, horded by the occupants of the Citadel and used
for their own personal benefit. The sizable room, a despots store, has endless
treatment options for any ailment, and crude instructions in a pictographic
language have been posted near each machine, displaying a presumed proper usage.
Even through the trials of time these medicines seem fit for healing any wound,
mortal or non.
~
0 1073741856 1
D1
~
~
0 -1 2276
S
#2283
&zA Large Vault~
An endless corridor, untouched by invaders, bares the home of several centuries
of horded gold and treasures. This trove is all that remains, the final legacy,
of the phantom raiders of old, displaying for all ages their greatness by the
objects they valued most, enchanted with powerful magiks to prevent tampering
with. And with all the treasures of the ages before, there is still seemingly
no limit as to how much more can be contributed, as though the room were intended
to be a gallery to the future ages, to be contributed to for all eternity.
~
0 1073741824 1
D2
~
~
0 -1 2264
D7
~
~
0 -1 2278
S
#2284
&zBefore a Forgotten Chapel~
Sounds of horror wreak the sullen skies from the sanctuary to the southeast.
Ancient, tarnished stones built up beyond ages of recognition stand to create
a marvelous sight of grounds of endless and tainted madness. A stronghold to
the damned, thick steel doors and lengthy draw bridges over moats lead way
to the impenetrable citadel of this forsaken encampment. Though seemingly impenetrable
to siege, the proprietors of endless ages ago have left it ill maintained.
The moats, even if once stalling to enemies, have dried, the drawbridges have
fallen, and the last defense, gated doors and portcullis left open and unmanned.
~
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D7
~
~
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D8
~
~
0 -1 2285
S
#2285
&zThe Citadel of Pain~
Impenetrable walls surround this stronghold, walls that have warded off attacks
for countless centuries. A bell tolls incessantly, warning any invaders that
there is still someone watching, waiting, and preparing for any move against
them. Several streams flow into the citadel, granting irrigation and fresh
water to suit the inhabitant's natural needs, and compliment the hellish sight
of the barracks with the quiet sound of rushing water.
~
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D2
~
~
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D7
~
~
0 -1 2284
S
#2286
&zThe Citadel of Pain~
Shattered walls of stained glasses lay wake to what were once beautiful portraits
of the dark gods once feared. Forgotten in the pages of time these destroyed
windows are all that's left to their memories, forever preserved in this place
of forbidden worship. Shrill squeals echo from below as the torture chambers
resound with the memories of long ago, filling the building with noises as
fresh as the day of their enactment. Chambers lay to the east, west, and south,
beckoning the living to once again explore this wayward cathedral.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2285
D1
~
~
0 -1 2289
D2
~
~
0 -1 2287
D3
~
~
0 -1 2292
S
#2287
&zThe Citadel of Pain~
Shattered walls of stained glasses lay wake to what were once beautiful portraits
of the dark gods once feared. Forgotten in the pages of time these destroyed
windows are all that's left to their memories, forever preserved in this place
of forbidden worship. Shrill squeals echo from below as the torture chambers
resound with the memories of long ago, filling the building with noises as
fresh as the day of their enactment. Chambers lay to the east, west, and south,
beckoning the living to once again explore this wayward cathedral.
~
0 1073741824 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 2286
D1
~
~
0 -1 2290
D2
~
~
0 -1 2288
D3
~
~
0 -1 2291
S
#2288
&zAn Altar of the Damned~
Statues of the damned gods of the old ages still stand here, strong as the day
they were constructed, eerily staring out upon the altar as though awaiting
a reincarnation into the imaginations of man, to live in their reign of fiery
terror and vengeance once again. Songs of worship still echo from the walls,
creating a spectral image of servitude to the ancient ones as fresh as the
day of their inception, like a recording on playback of all eternity. A scratching
sound from below can occasionally be made out, as tough one of the many bloody
sacrifices had somehow lived, or their spirit remained to haunt the hellish
grounds for all eternity, warding off the easily scared adventurer.
~
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D0
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~
0 -1 2287
D5
~
~
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S
#2289
&zThe Captains Room~
This room is barren, seemingly occupied only by the living dead. Forsaken through
the ages, endless piles of dust gather on various surfaces. The furniture,
simply and unwelcoming, lays neatly positioned as though to pitch a sale to
a buyer, and never intended for actual use. The formerly living resident makes
his home here, sullenly staring at the floor, reflecting upon ages long passed,
ages of life, and ages of death.
~
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D3
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0 -1 2286
S
#2290
&zThe Lieutenants Room~
This room is filled with the smell of... blood and... Something unfamiliar to
you. This room has a blood stained carpet and blood stained walls. There is
a bed in the center of the room... The frame is made of something that resembles
human bones. To the left of the door sitting in a corner is a huge chair sitting
six feet tall in the air easily. To the right is a standard dresser with a
few dangerous looking items sitting upon it. The windows are all boarded up
as if the owner of this room has a severe dislike of sunlight. A sign is posted
on the inside of the door. "If you have made it this far...You will not make
it out." 
~
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D3
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0 -1 2287
S
#2291
&zAn Ultra Gravity Chamber~
This spherical dome houses several strange and mysterious equipment and mechanical
wonders. A perforated platform houses the feet of several strong men, strengthening
themselves under the once was mystical strain of enhanced gravity, controlled
by a panel on the center support beam. Several wires litter the floor and hang
from the high rafters of the ceiling, each pulsating with a low buzz of electrical
currents.
~
0 1073741824&8 1
D1
~
~
0 -1 2287
S
#2292
&zAn Ancient Medical Center~
Highly advanced technological devices lay wake to this room of mysticism. Equipment
eras beyond its fashion, these medical supplements were once thought to be
devices of powerful magiks, horded by the occupants of the Citadel and used
for their own personal benefit. The sizable room, a despots store, has endless
treatment options for any ailment, and crude instructions in a pictographic
language have been posted near each machine, displaying a presumed proper usage.
Even through the trials of time these medicines seem fit for healing any wound,
mortal or non.
~
0 1073741856 1
D1
~
~
0 -1 2286
S
#2293
&gThe Labyrinth~
Corridors. Endless corridors. To the left, to the right, straight ahead, straight
behind, each stretching out to the endless void of darkness. Echoes of dripping
water resound through each corridor in the Labyrinth from distance places uncharted
even by the creators of this mind numbingly lengthy maze of tunnels and passages,
and the pitter patter of feet leave a hollow sound, as though the passages
may spiral down to the very depths of hell.
~
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S
#2294
&gA Mysterious Laboratory~
Lab stations and utensils litter the floors of the giant room. Test tubes lay
ruin to the raging fists of frustrated scientists, unpleased with their results
of failure. Beakers of strange, foaming, bubbling liquids still hum quietly,
pouring off their residual energy into the thick air, all that remains of a
tortured genius' several scientific endeavors. One may search for endless eternities
and still not find what they're looking for. A small voice activation box is
concealed here, awaiting someone to state their destination.
~
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S
#2295
&OThe Asylum~
Corpses of the fallen lay strewn out across the floor here, their flesh rotting
or eaten by their slayers. The walls are lined with parchment, made of the
dried flesh of a thousand virgins, reminding the occupant of the room who true
madness was. Various tools and wares lay scattered upon benches and in display
cases with price tags attached, though most seem to be tagged with various
body parts rather than prices, as though Pat the Monkey truly meant to charge
an arm and a leg for his supplies.
~
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D2
~
~
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S
#2296
&OAn Endless Corridor~
An endless corridor, untouched by invaders, bares the home of several centuries
of horded gold and treasures. This trove is all that remains, the final legacy,
of the phantom raiders of old, displaying for all ages their greatness by the
objects they valued most, enchanted with powerful magiks to prevent tampering
with. And with all the treasures of the ages before, there is still seemingly
no limit as to how much more can be contributed, as though the room were intended
to be a gallery to the future ages, to be contributed to for all eternity.
~
0 1074266112 1
D2
~
~
0 -1 2294
S
#2297
&zThe Leaders Room~
A modest room to meet a humble mans end of a day, this room bears little signs
of the inhabitant's greatness, and little decoration for a visitor to pry upon.
Simple furniture lays scattered in a haphazard formation, to suit a philosopher's
need to meditate upon any jolt of inspiration, and a thin, untidied bed lies
in the northern corner, looking as though it is host to many a nights troubled
sleep. The portraits of past leaders, hanging upon the walls, have been overturned,
staring into the wall for all ages, and only a grinning pictures of the current
leader remains glancing about the room, staring into the doorway, as if to
greet it's likeness, or to ward off intruders.
~
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D9
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S
#2298
&zThe Council's Chamber~
Portraits of council members of ages ago litter the walls of this spacious room,
and yet there is still room for more to be added. Their ghastly pictures staring
out at the council's table, a large, sturdy, rectangular table, seem lively
enough to be inhabiting the frames themselves, ever watching for a wrong move
or fatal mistake to add another portrait of a fallen council member. The room
has been soundproofed to prevent distractions, and spies, alike, to grant the
council a moments peace, only the feral war cries of the fallen or ancestral
guards pierced the once secured room, however in recent ages holes have been
pried through the walls, granting access to the sounds of the unwelcome, granting
an ease of alerting the council to prepare the defenses, of whomever now may
be occupying the citadel of pain today.
~
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#2299
&gThe Labyrinth~
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