#AREA Cliffs of Green~
#VERSION 11
#AUTHOR Fya~
#DERIVATIVES ~
#COLOR 11
#HTOWN ~
#DESC ~
#RANGES
75 85 65 100
$
#SPELLLIMIT 0
#WEATHERCELL 0 0
#RESETMSG A brisk breeze smelling of salt flows through the air.~
#FLAGS
0
#CURRENCY 0
#HIGHECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1
#LOWECONOMY 0 1250000 0 0 0 -1
#CLANNAME (null)~
#INFLUENCE 0
#MOBILES
#13101
Eltoran Pixie Lord~
Eltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green~
A Pixie male with a commanding presence stands here proudly.
~
This Pixie man has a noble visage and a proud demeanor. Silver wings
tipped in royal purple are furled against his back. He is the Lord of
the Cliffs of Green, and his manner shows this clearly. A silver crown
rests firmly upon his head. He gazes at the world from piercing black
eyes, and his lips are curved in a gentle smile.
~
1
Clanname none~
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> all_greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if quest(eltorin) == 2
if mobinroom(13102) == 1
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green says 'Thank you traveler, you have saved my son!'&D
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green says 'Take this as a token of my gratitude.'&D
mpoload 13104 70
give token $n
mpquest $n eltorin 3
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltoran hugs his son and sends the boy off to rest.
mpat eltorin mptrans eltorin 4
endif
else
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green says 'Greetings, traveler. I am Eltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green.'&D
endif
endif
~
> speech_prog pixie pixies~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green says 'We are a proud people who have lived here for many generations.'&D
endif
~
> speech_prog harpy harpies~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the Cliffs of Green says 'The Harpies have taken over a
mpechoat $n &C nearby terrace. They do not dare to attack us openly, but should one
mpechoat $n &C of my people venture into Harpy territory, the Harpies will kill them.'&D
endif
~
> act_prog p gives you a Pixie doll.~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltoran, Lord of the cliffs of Green looks at the doll sadly, and says 'This&D
mpechoat $n &C belonged to my son, who is lost. I can not bear to keep it.'&D
give doll $n
endif
~
|
#13102
Eltorin Pixie heir boy~
Eltorin, son of Eltoran~
A young Pixie boy stands here proudly.
~
A young Pixie boy with bright black eyes and hair gazes at you
timidly. His manner is shy and quiet, perhaps as a result of his
captivity. Silver wings with royal purple tips are furled tightly
against his back. A small silver circlet rests atop his head.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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115 115 1
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> speech_prog Merisa~
if ispc($n)
mppause 3
mpechoat $n &CEltorin, son of Eltoran says 'She thinks that I am her lost son, but everyone &D
mpechoat $n &C knows that he was killed when he flew too far and the Harpies got him.'&D
endif
~
> speech_prog harpy harpies~
if ispc($n)
mppause 3
mpechoat &C$n Eltorin, son of Eltoran says 'They hate us. They killed Merisa's son.'&D
endif
~
> act_prog p gives you a Pixie doll.~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltorin, son of Eltoran says 'My doll! Thank you so much!'&D
if quest(eltorin) > 0
if quest(eltorin) < 3
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CEltorin, son of Eltoran says 'Please, can you take me to my father?'&D
mpechoat $n &CEltorin, son of Eltoran says 'Merisa won't let me go home...'&D
follow $n
mpquest $n eltorin 2
endif
endif
endif
~
|
#13103
Merisa pixie woman~
Merisa~
A lovely but unkempt Pixie woman stands here timidly.
~
Pale grey wings with lilac tips are pressed tightly against her
back. Her face is smooth and unlined, making her age hard to tell.
Sadness and wisdom fill her light grey eyes. She flinches at any
sign of movement.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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0
115 115 2
13 13 13 13 13 13 13
0 0 0 0 0
4 4 0 0 1 1 0
0 0 32769 0 0 0 973341184 6466
> all_greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if quest(eltorin) == 2
mpkill $n
mpechoat $n &CMerisa screams 'NOOOO! You can't take my son from me!!'&D
else
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa curtsies politely and smiles at you.&D
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'Greetings, traveler. Welcome to my home.'&D
endif
endif
~
> speech_prog harpy harpies~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'They are evil, nasty creatures. It is rumored that a big dragon &D
mpechoat $n &C drove them from the island they used to live on. They kill my people. They &D
mpechoat $n &C tried to kill my son, but he has escaped and returned to me, although the &D
mpechoat $n &C trauma has damaged his memory. I hate them!'&D
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa smiles craftily.
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'Bring me their eggs, or the corpses of their young, and I will&D
mpechoat $n &C reward you handsomely. That will teach them to harm my son!'&D
if quest(merisa) == 0
mpquest $n merisa 1
endif
endif
~
> speech_prog pixie pixies~
if ispc($n)
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'My people are proud, and we have lived in the Cliffs of Green in
mpechoat $n &C peace for many generations. Unfortunately, once the Harpies came, things
mpechoat $n &C changed. Many of my people have gone out into the wide world to live amongst
mpechoat $n &C other peoples.'&D
endif
~
> act_prog p gives you a Harpy egg.~
if ispc($n)
mpmset self gold 5
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa cackles gleefully, a twisted look turning her beautiful features ugly. &D
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'Thank you! That will teach them to try to harm my son!'&D
mppause 2
mpjunk egg
give 5 gold $n
if quest(merisa) == 1
mpquest $n merisa 2
endif
endif
~
> act_prog p gives you the corpse of a Harpy fledgling.~
if ispc($n)
mpmset self gold 5
mppause 2
mpechoat $n &CMerisa cackles gleefully, a twisted look turning her beautiful features ugly. &D
mpechoat $n &CMerisa says 'Thank you! That will teach them to try to harm my son!'&D
mppause 2
mpjunk corpse
give 5 gold $n
if quest(merisa) == 1
mpquest $n merisa 2
endif
endif
~
|
#13104
Pixie guard~
a Pixie guard~
A proud Pixie guard stands here.
~
A Pixie guard gazes around himself proudly, knowing his place in
the world. Brown wings with darker brown tips are furled behind
him. He watches the area vigilantly. Brown eyes filled with calm
strength watch over his people.
~
1
Clanname none~
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0
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#13105
Pixie citizen man~
a male Pixie citizen~
A Pixie man goes about his business.
~
This Pixie man looks calm and confident. His tan wings edged in black
are furled neatly against his back. His eyes are clear and peaceful.
His dark hair is neatly brushed back.
~
1
Clanname none~
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0
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#13106
Pixie citizen woman~
a female Pixie citizen~
A Pixie woman goes about her business.
~
This Pixie woman looks serene and content. Her white wings are edged
in a pale pink and folded neatly against her back. Her eyes are clear
and bright. Her long hair is pulled neatly up into a ponytail.
~
1
Clanname none~
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0
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#13107
Pixie guard~
a Pixie guard~
A proud Pixie guard stands here.
~
A Pixie guard gazes around himself proudly, knowing his place in
the world. Brown wings with darker brown tips are furled behind
him. He watches the area vigilantly. Brown eyes filled with calm
strength watch over his people.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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90 0 0 0d0+9500 0d0+0
0 0 0 0 0
0
115 115 1
13 13 13 13 13 13 13
0 0 0 0 0
4 4 0 0 1 1 0
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#13108
Pixie child boy~
a Pixie boy~
A young Pixie boy runs around, playing.
~
A young Pixie boy plays happily with his toys. Light brown wings
edged in black are half-furled, and it seems as if he may take to
careless flight at any moment. Ready laughter streams from his lips.
His hair is mussed, but clean.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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0
115 115 1
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#13109
Pixie child girl~
a Pixie girl~
A young Pixie girl plays quietly with her dolls.
~
A young Pixie girl holds a doll in each hand. She murmurs softly to
herself, imagining conversations between her dolls. Her soft white
wings are mostly furled, and tipped in palest pink. Her hair is neat
and clean, confined to a ponytail.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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0
115 115 2
13 13 13 13 13 13 13
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4 4 0 0 1 1 0
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#13110
Pixie guard~
a Pixie guard~
A proud Pixie guard stands here.
~
A Pixie guard gazes around himself proudly, knowing his place in
the world. Brown wings with darker brown tips are furled behind
him. He watches the area vigilantly. Brown eyes filled with calm
strength watch over his people.
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
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90 0 0 0d0+9500 0d0+0
0 0 0 0 0
0
115 115 1
13 13 13 13 13 13 13
0 0 0 0 0
4 4 0 0 1 1 0
0 0 32769 0 0 0 48 524290
> all_greet_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if quest(eltorin) > 0
mpoload 13106 70
unlock sw
open sw
mpechoat $n &CA Pixie Guard says 'Lord Eltoran will see you.'&D
mppause 20
at 4 l
mppause 20
close sw
lock sw
mpjunk key
else
mpechoat $n &CA Pixie Guard says 'You have no business with Lord Eltoran.'&D
endif
endif
~
|
#13111
Layna weaver~
Layna, a pixie weaver~
Layna, a pixie weaver flits about here.
~
Her long brown hair tied off to one side with a colorful ribbon, Layla has
a soft smile and large dark eyes. A pair of pink-rimmed wings extend
energetically from her back, constantly fluttering. She wears an eccentric
assortment of bangles and multicolored sashes about her waist.
~
1
Clanname none~
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> greet_prog 100~
mppause 2
mea $n &cLayna, a pixie weaver looks up at you while wringing her hands.&D
mppause 10
mea $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver says, "I'm afraid we've run out of feathers! I have so many skirts to make, however. If you can bring me some feathers, I'll give you a nice gift. No harpy feathers, though, they're too dirty."&D
~
> speech_prog feathers~
mppause 3
mea $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver ponders and says, "There are beautiful birds on Vila Isle. I've also heard of birds with long feathers in Spiral Village."&D
~
> give_prog island bird feather~
mppause 3
mea $n &cLayna, a pixie weaver happily takes the feather from you.&D
mppause 5
mea $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver says "All the way from Vila Island, you must be tired! Thank you so much, let me give you a small gift."&D
mppause 20
mpoload 13110
give jar to $n
mpjunk feather
~
> give_prog feather snow bird~
mppause 3
mea $n &cLayna, a pixie weaver happily takes the feather from you.&D
mppause 5
mea $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver says "All the way from Spiral Village, you must be tired! Thank you so much, let me give you a small gift."&D
mppause 20
mpoload 13110
give jar to $n
mpjunk feather
~
> give_prog harpy feather~
mppause 3
mea $n &cLayna, a pixie weaver shakes her head.&D
give harpy to $n
mppause 10
mea $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver says "Sorry, harpy feathers are too dirty. Try the birds in Vila Island or Spiral Village."&D
~
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#13150
xspear~
Fya's spear~
Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here.
~
~
1
Clanname none~
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0
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> speech_prog yes~
at aurin mpechoat aurin [Announcement] The realms rejoice as Fya,YouOwnMe has just achieved level 2!
~
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#0
#OBJECTS
#13101
Pixie feather amulet~
a Pixie amulet~
A large feather lies here, silver in color with pale lavender along its edges.~
~
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1 151 14
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 77 0
E
pixie feather amulet~
A delicate silver chain holds a large feather. The feather is a
pale silver in color, edged in lavender. It is clean, and soft
to the touch.
~
A
12 175
A
19 4
#13102
Pixie doll~
a Pixie doll~
An impish smile gazes at the world from the face of this small Pixie doll.~
~
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1 150 13
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 1 0
E
pixie doll~
This doll is made of soft fabrics. A smiling face peeks out at the
world. Silver wings with bright purple tips stretch to either side of
the doll. A tiny circlet has been depicted on its head in silver thread.
~
> get_prog 100~
if ispc($n)
if level($n) < 70
mpechoat $n &CYou can't use that yet...&D
force $n drop doll
else
if quest(eltorin) == 0
mpechoat $n &CPerhaps you should find the child this doll belongs to and give it back.&D
mpquest $n eltorin 1
endif
endif
endif
~
|
#13103
Pixie relic~
a Pixie relic~
A feather carved of silver and gold has been carelessly dropped.~
~
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1 166 15
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 77 0
E
relic~
Intricately carved in metal, every line can clearly be discerned
on this feather. The quill is a bright and shining gold, and the
remainder of the feather is a bright silver. Tiny words are etched
on the quill.
~
E
quill~
&i&CLet the winds guide you.&D&D
~
A
19 4
A
18 4
A
13 75
A
12 50
#13104
Pixie token~
a token of Eltoran's gratitude~
A sparkling feather token carved of crystal lies here.~
~
9 0 5
50 50 0 0 0 70 0
1 160 16
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 1 0
E
token crystal~
This is a tiny feather, carved of perfect crystal. It is attached
to a golden chain.
~
A
18 5
A
19 5
A
13 100
#13105
feather skirt~
a feathered skirt~
A skirt made of feathers lies here.~
~
9 0 33 128
50 50 0 0 0 70 0
1 150 15
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 77 0
A
19 7
A
13 100
A
12 65
#13106
Pixie key~
a Pixie key~
A tiny key lies here.~
~
18 0 16385
0 0 0 0 0 0 0
1 701 70
4
0
0
0
0
0
S 0 0
#13107
yarn robe~
a robe of woven yarn~
A robe of woven yarn lies here.~
~
9 0 1025
50 50 0 0 0 70 0
1 137 13
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 77 0
A
19 5
A
18 3
A
13 125
#13108
wooden recorder~
a wooden recorder~
A thin flute-like instrument made of honey-colored wood lies here, abandoned.~
~
68 524547 16385
0 0 0 0 0 70 0
1 642 64
4
0
0
0
0
0
S 0 0
A
13 75
A
12 75
A
18 6
A
19 6
#13109
emerald broadsword~
the Emerald Broadsword~
A broadsword lies here, its hilt inset with emeralds.~
~
5 0 8193
0 124 153 1 0 90 0
1 206 20
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 1 0
A
18 10
A
19 10
A
17 -20
A
13 150
#13110
poultice jar~
a poultice jar~
A small poultice jar sits here.~
~
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1
0
0
0
0
0
'NONE' 'refresh'
S 0 0
E
poultice jar~
This small jar is only a few inches wide and quite shallow. Its lacquered
surface has been painted pale yellow, and etchings of birds fly across the
surface. The poultice inside is soft and cream colored, smelling of
pungent herbs.
~
#13150
last obj~
a newly created last obj~
Some god dropped a newly created last obj here.~
~
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#0
#ROOMS
#13101
Atop the Cliffs~
~
Gentle breezes smelling of salt water ruffle the thick grass. On one
side the ground drops sharply away in a steep cliff. Birds soar high
overhead, dancing upon the wind. The sound of water can be heard as
the waves throw themselves against the base of the cliffs.
~
1 0 5
D0
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~
0 -1 13102
D11
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0 -1 48413
S
#13102
Atop the Cliffs~
~
Thick grass grows luxuriantly. Small insects meander through the
grass on their business. The slightly damp air is scented with the
salty smell of the lake. A steep cliff falls away sharply to the east.
~
1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13103
D2
~
~
0 -1 13101
S
#13103
Atop the Cliffs~
~
A small tree is perched precariously on the cliff's edge. Thick
grass provides a velvet soft carpet. The sound of waves crashing
against the cliff mutes the cries of the birds flying above. A crisp
breeze scented by the lake tickles the grass.
~
1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13104
D2
~
~
0 -1 13102
S
#13104
Atop the Cliffs~
~
The carpet of grass ends abruptly at the cliff's edge. A small
path can be discerned leading down the side of the cliff. Birds
cry overhead in the breeze. A small pile of rocks is stacked
near the path's beginning.
~
1 0 5
D2
~
~
0 -1 13103
D5
~
~
0 -1 13105
S
#13105
A Narrow Trail along the Cliff~
~
A precariously steep and narrow trail leads down the cliff's face.
The trail seems to be rarely used, and is covered in small pebbles
which make the footing hazardous. Small but tenacious flowers grow
defiantly along the edges of the trail. The wind whips violently.
The crashing sound of the lake warns of the fate of any who slip
from the path.
~
1 0 5
D4
~
~
0 -1 13104
D5
~
~
0 -1 13106
S
#13106
A Narrow Trail along the Cliff~
~
Scattered pebbles litter the trail, making footing hazardous. Tiny
flowers line the edge of the trail in defiance of the dangers. A salt
scented wind pushes threateningly, as if determined to push travelers
from the trail. The lake booms warningly beneath the trail.
~
1 0 5
D4
~
~
0 -1 13105
D6
~
~
0 -1 13107
S
#13107
A Narrow Trail along the Cliff~
~
Although the path here is less steep, it appears no less dangerous.
The trail curves gently as it winds down the cliff face. The sounds
of the lake are an ever-present reminder of its presence. It seems a
path once led to the northeast but has been washed out by an avalanche.
~
1 0 5
D8
~
~
0 -1 13108
D9
~
~
0 -1 13106
S
#13108
A Narrow Trail along the Cliff~
~
The trail continues to slope gently downward, becoming more peaceful
the lower it goes. Soft green grass is once more making an appearance.
The salt-laden winds are brisk and demanding. The sound of waves
crashing against the base of the cliff make their own demands.
~
1 0 5
D7
~
~
0 -1 13107
D8
~
~
0 -1 13109
S
#13109
A Narrow Trail along the Cliff~
~
The path levels off, leading onto a level terrace that fronts a large
niche carved into the cliff face. Abundant green grass marks a vivid
contrast to the grey of the cliff and the blue of the lake below.
A few scattered pebbles still provide danger to those traversing the
path on foot. The stiff breeze provides its own dangers for those
who would attempt to fly here.
~
1 4 5
D5
~
~
0 -1 13110
D7
~
~
0 -1 13108
S
#13110
The Top Terrace~
~
A thick verdant carpet of grass provides a pleasant place to view
the lake below. Farther down the cliff, another terrace can be
discerned, also covered in grass. The terrace seems to extend a
fair distance to the south. Birds and other creatures can be seen
flying above the lake below.
~
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D2
~
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0 -1 13111
D4
~
~
0 -1 13109
D9
~
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0 -1 13114
S
#13111
The Top Terrace~
~
Soft luxuriant grass covers the terrace, while to the west a large
cave opens into the cliff face. A few scattered baskets woven of
grass indicate the presence of those living within the cave. Tiny
feathers dot the surroundings, lifted occasionally on the gentle breezes.
~
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D0
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~
0 -1 13110
D2
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0 -1 13112
D3
~
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0 -1 13114
D9
~
~
0 -1 13115
S
#13112
The Top Terrace~
~
The terrace is covered in luxurious grass which ends abruptly at
the cliff's edge. The large cave to the west appears spacious and
inviting. Pixie citizens wander by on their own business, seeming
uninterested in any distraction.
~
1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13111
D2
~
~
0 -1 13113
D3
~
~
0 -1 13115
D7
~
~
0 -1 13114
D9
~
~
0 -1 13116
S
#13113
The Top Terrace~
~
The terrace narrows here. The thick grass is undisturbed by any
footprints. Scattered feathers waft in the breeze. To the south,
a small path meanders down from the top terrace towards another
terrace farther down the cliff.
~
1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13112
D3
~
~
0 -1 13116
D5
~
~
0 -1 13121
D7
~
~
0 -1 13115
S
#13114
The Top Terrace~
~
A deep cave is carved into the cliff side. A few scattered tables
edged by backless stools provide seating for those residents so
inclined. To the west a smaller section of the cave can be discerned.
To the east lies the outer terrace.
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#13115
The Top Terrace~
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A large number of low-backed benches are scattered around. Mostly
they are unused, although once in a while a Pixie seats himself
upon one as he or she awaits admittance to the cave to the west.
Periodically, guards pass through the room.
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R M 0 13108 1 13115
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#13116
The Top Terrace~
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This large section of the cave is mostly empty. Although tapestries
are scattered about on the wall, the floor is bare. A tiny dais to the
south is raised slightly above the rest of the floor. A single flute
lies on the dais, perhaps giving a clue as to the use of this chamber.
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#13117
The Top Terrace~
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A large luxury filled room is set aside for the Lord's use. On one
side is a large bed covered in mounds of velvety comforters. On the
other side is a smaller bed, piled just as high. Silken tapestries
of Pixies decorate the walls. Plush carpets cover the floor.
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#13118
The Top Terrace~
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Despite the spaciousness of the cave, the usual gathering of guards
here makes the space seem confined. The guards watch warily over the
exit to the southwest, leading to the assumption that someone or something
important resides there. Tapestries of Pixie people decorate the walls.
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R M 0 13107 2 13118
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#13119
The Top Terrace~
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This room seems to be used as a storeroom. A few frayed tapestries
are rolled up and piled here. A pile of tattered carpets fills the
corner. There is also a rather large collection of broken-legged stools.
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#13120
The Top Terrace~
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Although possessed of a low back, there is no doubt that the extravagant
chair upon a dais is a throne for the Lord here. Silken tapestries line
the walls, covered in images of Pixie people in various scenarios. Plush
thick carpets line the floors in a variety of hues. A pair of crossed
swords hang on the wall behind the throne. There is a plaque on the door.
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plaque~
&CThe plaque says 'say &Wleave&C to exit.'
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> speech_prog p leave~
if ispc($n)
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mptrans $n 13118
endif
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#13121
Between the Top and Middle Terrace~
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A wide path connects the upper terrace to the north with a somewhat
lower terrace to the south. Gentle breezes press upon travelers
teasingly. Small pebbles litter the trail, which is cushioned with
grass. Below, the lake crashes against the base of the cliff.
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#13122
The Middle Terrace~
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To the north, a gentle trail leads upwards towards the northern
terrace. Soft grass blankets the ground with a bright green. South,
the terrace opens into the cliff wall. Numerous Pixies can be seen
going about their business.
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#13123
The Middle Terrace~
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This terrace provides the primary living space for most of the Pixies
here. Toys are scattered in the grass, left here by rambunctious
younglings. A few woven-grass baskets lie here as well. From below,
the residents can hear the sounds of the waves.
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#13124
The Middle Terrace~
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A few blankets are left on the grass, resting places for those who
wish to lie in the sun. A few pink flowers spot the thick grass.
A gentle breeze winds teasingly about. The scent of salt-water is
thick in the humid air.
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#13125
The Middle Terrace~
~
To the south, a gentle path winds its way down the cliff to a lower
terrace. Thick grass blankets the ground. A soft breeze teasingly
ruffles the grass. Waves crash against the base of the cliff far below.
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#13126
The Middle Terrace~
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Small hammocks strung up against the walls provide sleeping spaces
for children. Toys are scattered carelessly on the floor. Small
wooden boxes under the hammocks are meant to confine the toys.
Hand-woven blankets in bright colors are piled on top of the hammocks.
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#13127
The Middle Terrace~
~
Scattered tables surrounded by low backed stools denote the main
dining area on this level. A fireplace is carved into the northwest
wall, with pots simmering on spits above the fire. A carved screen
of metal keeps young children from tumbling into the fire as they play.
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D3
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D6
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R E 0 13101 1 3
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R M 0 13108 2 13127
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#13128
The Middle Terrace~
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Along the walls are strung small hammocks. Boxes underneath the
hammock serve as containers for toys. More toys are scattered
haphazardly around the floor. Brightly colored hand-woven blankets
are piled on the children's hammocks.
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#13129
The Middle Terrace~
~
Two large hammocks are strung up, one on each wall. Large chests
below the hammocks contain items of value to the adults who sleep here.
Soft, thick, hand-woven blankets mound each hammock. Tapestries
decorate the walls. A small rug is placed beside each hammock.
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#13130
The Middle Terrace~
~
Tapestries line the walls. Thick mounds of furs and blankets are
placed in individual piles. In each corner of the chamber are large
chests. Soft rugs in pale colors decorate the floor. Blankets hung
from the ceiling partition the area, although most are tied open.
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#13131
The Middle Terrace~
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Hammocks placed over large chests hang against the walls. Blankets
hang down from the ceiling, separating the area for privacy around
each hammock. The chests contain clothing and other such personal
items. Blankets made by hand surmount each hammock.
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#13132
Between the Middle and Bottom Terrace~
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A wide path wends its way farther along the cliff, sloping down as it
curves to the north. Birds fly by overhead, singing their songs. A
gentle zephyr ruffles the thick grass. Tiny pink flowers peek up
from amongst the blades of grass.
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#13133
The Bottom Terrace~
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An artist's sketch pad has been dropped carelessly on the ground. The
wind ruffles the pages, displaying sketches of the nearby area. The
work is rough and childlike. Most of the pages seem to depict the
landscape, but a few seem to be crude drawings of people.
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#13134
The Bottom Terrace~
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Soft greenery pads the ground. An easel is set up here, with a nearly
complete painting of the sea below. A bucket with paintbrushes of
assorted sizes hangs from the side of the easel. Another bucket with
water, presumably for rinsing the brushes, sits at the foot of the easel.
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#13135
The Bottom Terrace~
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The verdant carpet ends abruptly at the cliff's edge. Birds fly by
overhead. Occasional feathers drift by on the sea-scented breeze,
some from birds, others from local residents. The sound of the waves
crashing against the cliff is an ever-present reminder of the lake below.
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#13136
The Bottom Terrace~
~
Buckets full of fish are placed on the grass. The baskets hold
water, and the fish inside are still alive. Periodically a Pixie
woman comes out and removes a fish from the buckets, taking it up to
the middle terrace, presumably to be cooked. Other buckets contain
oysters, crabs, and other marine life.
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#13137
The Bottom Terrace~
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The terrace ends suddenly here, as does the carpet of green grass.
In the absence of grass, the steep fall of the cliff looks even
steeper. The waves seem to crash more demandingly than before. To
the north, a path drops off sharply.
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#13138
The Bottom Terrace~
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Various tables hold partially complete woodworking projects. Chisels
and carving knives are scattered about the tables. Against the wall,
wood is piled in neat stacks. On one table are carefully articulated
wooden puppets. Other tables hold vials, buckets, and other wood crafts.
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#13139
The Bottom Terrace~
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Intricate partly assembled jewelry lines the tops of tables carefully
spaced to make the most of the lighting. Although none of the jewelry
is of any value, it all seems to be aesthetically pleasing. Baskets
of metal wires and pretty stones are set near each table. Jewelry
making tools lie on the tables beside the various projects.
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#13140
The Bottom Terrace~
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Several weaving looms are set up here, with projects in various
states of completion. Baskets full of brightly colored yarns wait
patiently beside the looms. The work on the looms designates various
patterns. Most of the work seems to be blankets, but one loom holds
an intricate tapestry that is nearly complete.
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#13141
The Bottom Terrace~
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This room seems to be a storeroom of sorts. Wooden shelves line the
walls. Baskets on the shelves hold various craft materials. Extra
wood is neatly stacked below the shelves.
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#13142
The Bottom Terrace~
~
A storeroom for crafting items, the walls are lined with with wooden
shelves. Baskets on the lower shelves hold anything from brightly
colored yarns to colored stones to fine wire. On one side, the
shelves hold completed blankets. Along the top shelves are various
wood crafted items.
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#13143
A Long Ramp Overlooking the Lake~
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A narrow ramp rises steeply along the cliff face. The wall of the
cliff drops off in a sheer fall to the lake below. A practically
non-existent path gives access to the lake. The ramp continues
upwards to a narrow ledge carved precariously into the cliff's side.
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#13144
A Secret Cave~
~
A dark grey blanket, nearly the color of the cliff, is placed over
the entrance to this small cave, perhaps to make it harder to notice.
A small table against the wall is covered in ineptly done wood
projects. A large leaking bucket full of fish sits on the floor
beside the table. Wood, somewhat damp, is piled beside the bucket
in an untidy heap.
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#13145
A Secret Cave~
~
A single weaving loom stands here, with a partially finished blanket
upon it. A rough fireplace has been carved into the wall, and a pot
simmers upon a hook hung from the fireplace wall. A small table with
two stools awaits diners. A hand-woven rug covers the floor.
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#13146
A Secret Cave~
~
Two hammocks are strung up here on opposite walls. Both are piled
high with furs and woven blankets. The walls are covered in drawings
and paintings of a young Pixie boy. A neatly stacked chest of toys
sits below one of the hammocks. The toys appear to be brand new.
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#13147
Scaling the Cliff~
~
The path here is almost vertical, and practically non-existent. A few
small niches carved into the cliff are intended to provide hand holds to
make travel somewhat safer. Birds fly by, taunting in their effortless
flight. A large bush covers some type of opening here.
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D4
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D5
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#13148
Scaling the Cliff~
~
The steep path ends in a narrow ledge barely above the water at high
tide. To the east the lake surges like a restless animal. The cliff
towers high over the ledge. The surrounding terraces are not visible
from this perspective.
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#13149
In the Lake~
~
Waves crash against the nearby cliff. The salt water is deep blue,
and turbulent. Vicious undertows threaten the unwary swimmer. To
the west the cliff face rises in all its splendor. The terraces can
be clearly seen, looking almost like a giant's meandering staircase.
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#13150
In the Lake~
~
Deep blue water roils turbulently. White crested waves slap angrily
at the base of the cliff. The terraced cliff rises defiantly over
the lake to the west. Scattered movement indicates the presence of
creatures living on the terraces.
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