#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~ 0 0 131075 4718720 1000 C 95 0 0 0d0+10000 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 0 240 6146 > 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 $n endif ~ | #13102 Eltorin Pixie heir boy~ Eltorin, son of Eltoran~ A young Pixie boy stands here proudly. ~ A young Pixie boy with bright black eyes and hair gazes at you timidly. His manner is shy and quiet, perhaps as a result of his captivity. Silver wings with royal purple tips are furled tightly against his back. A small silver circlet rests atop his head. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 67239939 4719104 1000 C 80 0 0 0d0+7200 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 1 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 4 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 32769 0 0 0 624 0 > speech_prog Merisa~ if ispc($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 $n eltorin 2 endif endif endif ~ | #13103 Merisa pixie woman~ Merisa~ A lovely but unkempt Pixie woman stands here timidly. ~ Pale grey wings with lilac tips are pressed tightly against her back. Her face is smooth and unlined, making her age hard to tell. Sadness and wisdom fill her light grey eyes. She flinches at any sign of movement. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 131075 524288 100 C 90 0 0 0d0+9500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 4 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 32769 0 0 0 973341184 6466 > all_greet_prog 100~ if ispc($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~ 0 0 131075 4718720 900 C 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 #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~ 0 0 1 524288 1000 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 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 2 #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~ 0 0 1 524288 1000 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 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 48 2 #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 131075 4718720 900 C 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 #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 1 524288 1000 C 80 0 0 0d0+7200 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 0 624 2 #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 1 524288 1000 C 80 0 0 0d0+7200 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 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 0 624 2 #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 131075 4718720 900 C 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~ 0 0 7 4194304 0 C 90 0 0 0d0+9500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 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 0 0 0 0 0 0 > 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 $n &CLayna, a pixie weaver says "Sorry, harpy feathers are too dirty. Try the birds in Vila Island or Spiral Village."&D ~ | #13150 xspear~ Fya's spear~ Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here. ~ ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 1 0 0 C 1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 > speech_prog yes~ at aurin mpechoat aurin [Announcement] The realms rejoice as Fya,YouOwnMe has just achieved level 2! ~ | #0 #OBJECTS #13101 Pixie feather amulet~ a Pixie amulet~ A large feather lies here, silver in color with pale lavender along its edges.~ ~ 9 0 5 50 50 0 0 0 70 0 1 151 14 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 E pixie feather amulet~ A delicate silver chain holds a large feather. The feather is a pale silver in color, edged in lavender. It is clean, and soft to the touch. ~ A 12 175 A 19 4 #13102 Pixie doll~ a Pixie doll~ An impish smile gazes at the world from the face of this small Pixie doll.~ ~ 9 0 16385 50 50 0 0 0 70 0 1 150 13 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 1 0 E pixie doll~ This doll is made of soft fabrics. A smiling face peeks out at the world. Silver wings with bright purple tips stretch to either side of the doll. A tiny circlet has been depicted on its head in silver thread. ~ > get_prog 100~ if ispc($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.~ ~ 9 0 16385 50 50 0 0 0 70 0 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.~ ~ 60 0 1 80 0 3 5 -1 1 -1 1 0 0 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.~ ~ 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 #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 ~ ~ 0 -1 13102 D11 ~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13111 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13109 D9 ~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13110 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13112 D3 ~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13111 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13115 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13117 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13110 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13112 S #13115 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13114 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13112 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13116 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13118 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13111 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13113 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13119 R M 0 13105 1 13115 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 R M 0 13106 1 13115 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13105 1 7 R E 0 13107 1 12 R M 0 13108 1 13115 R E 0 13101 1 3 R M 0 13109 1 13115 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13105 1 7 S #13116 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13115 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13113 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13119 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13112 S #13117 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13114 R M 0 13106 5 13117 R E 0 13107 1 12 R E 0 13105 1 7 R E 0 13108 1 17 R E 0 13101 1 3 S #13118 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13115 D9 ~ ~ 8389671 13106 13120 R M 0 13104 2 13118 R M 0 13107 2 13118 R M 0 13110 1 13118 R D 0 13118 9 2 S #13119 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13116 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13115 S #13120 The Top Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D6 ~ ~ 7 13106 13118 R M 0 13101 1 13120 R E 0 13109 1 16 R M 0 13107 2 13120 R M 0 13104 2 13120 R D 0 13120 6 2 E plaque~ &CThe plaque says 'say &Wleave&C to exit.' ~ > speech_prog p leave~ if ispc($n) mppause 2 mpechoat $n You leave to the northeast. mptrans $n 13118 endif ~ | S #13121 Between the Top and Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13113 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13122 S #13122 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13123 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13126 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13121 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13127 S #13123 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13122 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13124 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13127 S #13124 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13123 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13125 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13128 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13127 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13124 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13132 S #13126 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13122 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13129 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13123 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13130 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13122 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13124 R M 0 13109 2 13127 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13105 1 7 R M 0 13108 2 13127 R E 0 13101 1 3 R M 0 13106 2 13127 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 R E 0 13105 1 7 R M 0 13105 2 13127 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 S #13128 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13124 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13131 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13126 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13127 S #13131 The Middle Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13128 S #13132 Between the Middle and Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13125 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13133 S #13133 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13134 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13132 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13138 S #13134 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13135 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13133 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13138 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 S #13135 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13136 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13134 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13140 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13138 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13137 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13135 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13140 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 S #13137 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13136 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13143 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13140 S #13138 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13134 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13135 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13133 R M 0 13105 3 13138 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 R M 0 13106 3 13138 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 R E 0 13105 1 7 S #13139 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13140 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13135 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13138 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13141 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13136 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13134 S #13140 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13136 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13142 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13137 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13135 R M 0 13106 4 13140 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 R E 0 13105 1 7 R M 0 13105 4 13140 R E 0 13101 1 3 R E 0 13107 1 12 S #13141 The Bottom Terrace~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13139 R M 0 13111 1 13141 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13140 S #13143 A Long Ramp Overlooking the Lake~ ~ 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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 2112 -1 13151 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13137 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13147 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13147 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13145 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13144 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13146 R M 0 13103 1 13145 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13145 R M 0 13102 1 13146 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 2048 -1 13144 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13143 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13148 S #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. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13149 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13147 S #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. ~ 1 0 6 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13150 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13148 S #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. ~ 1 0 6 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13149 R O 0 13102 1 13150 S #0 #SHOPS 0 #REPAIRS 0 #SPECIALS S #$