#AREA Harpy Landing~ #VERSION 11 #AUTHOR Fya~ #DERIVATIVES ~ #COLOR 1 #HTOWN ~ #DESC ~ #RANGES 75 85 65 100 $ #SPELLLIMIT 0 #WEATHERCELL 0 0 #RESETMSG &cA screech from a bird in the distance fills your ears.~ #FLAGS 0 #CURRENCY 0 #HIGHECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1 #LOWECONOMY 0 1249930 0 0 0 -1 #CLANNAME (null)~ #INFLUENCE 0 #MOBILES #13151 Szkige harpy matriarch~ Szkige, the Harpy Matriarch~ A filthy yet commanding Harpy glares about herself in an imposing manner. ~ Somewhat larger than most Harpies, Szkige is proud and arrogant. Twisted scars cover her face in a testament to former battles, often with her own kind. Her head and torso are those of a woman, but her nether regions and wings are those of some monstrous carrion bird. Her feathers are a dusty black. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 131075 0 -1000 C 95 0 0 0d0+10000 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13152 Gotarsh Harpy bodyguard~ Gotarsh, the Harpy Matriarch's bodyguard~ A powerful Harpy dominates the area with her forceful presence. ~ Resembling a vulture with the head and torso, Gotarsh is arrogant and evil. Wattled flesh hangs grotesquely beneath her chin. Her flesh is covered in a multitude of scars. Her hair is twisted and tangled, and filled with small sticks and bones. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 131075 0 -1000 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 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13153 Harpy warrior~ a Harpy warrior~ A Harpy warrior glares around menacingly. ~ A filthy yet strong Harpy warrior watches all that occurs with a mistrustful gaze. Her hair is filthy, as is her skin. Scars mark her head and torso, and feathers have been torn from her wings. Occasionally, she belches loudly. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777217 0 -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 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13154 Harpy adult~ a Harpy adult~ An adult Harpy wanders around aimlessly. ~ Bedraggled feathers droop from this Harpy's wings. Bones and filth mat her hair to her head. She glares about at her surroundings angrily. The stench is thick and rank from her filthy body. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777217 0 -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 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13155 Harpy fledgling~ a Harpy fledgling~ A nasty little Harpy fledgling stalks around angrily. ~ This young Harpy has never known any love in her short life. Her eyes are filled with anger and hatred. Tattered pinions trail behind her as she moves about. Angry squawks fall frequently from her lips. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777217 0 -1000 C 75 0 0 0d0+5500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13156 Harpy guardian~ the Harpy guardian~ The Harpy Guardian stands here, watching vigilantly over the Harpy young. ~ A massive Harpy covered in scars, it is the Guardian's job to watch over the young, and protect them from outside predators. She shows them no attention, acting only to keep others from them until they have grown old enough to join the flock. One eye has been ripped from her skull, and a large scar stretches from her forehead to her chin. Her wings are sleek and powerful. Unlike the other Harpies, she is merely dirty, rather than filthy. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 131107 0 -1000 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 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13157 Zlota Harpy warrior~ Zlota, the Harpy warrior~ A Harpy warrior stands here with a fierce scowl. ~ Wearing a necklace of bones, Zlota has a deep scar on her collarbone and another on one ear. Her golden hair is streaked with the mud and grime that covers the rest of her body. Varying in shades of rust and umber, two powerful wings extend from her back. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777217 0 -1000 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 14 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 #13158 Katarzyna Harpy ~ Katarzyna, a Harpy mother~ Katarzyna looks about here anxiously. ~ Katarzyna's brown hair is uneven and scraggly, matted with filth and dirt. Her wings are missing various flight feathers and shows signs of plucking. Her grey eyes look weary and worried, her claws constantly clacking together irritably. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777219 0 -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 39 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 33793 0 0 0 262658 2 > act_prog p smiles at you and says, "How fare thee~ mppause 5 mea $n &CKatarzyna, the Harpy mother says, 'Have you seen my egg? It's rolled away from the others. You can recognize it by its grey rings.'&D ~ > act_prog p gives you a grey-ringed Harpy~ mppause 3 mea $n &CKatarzyna, the Harpy mother says, 'This one keeps getting away, thank you for finding him.'&D mppause 10 mea $n &cKatarzyna, the Harpy mother tucks the egg away under a wing.&D mpjunk 13160 mprestore $n 500 mea $n &cA squawk comes from the egg, and you feel a bit stronger.&D ~ > rand_prog 50~ mpjunk all ~ | #13159 mountain goat~ a mountain goat~ A wild mountain goat grazes here. ~ This skinny mountain goat has an off white pelt and small horns. It's only as tall as a halfling, and its knobbly legs seem barely strong enough to support it. Hooded and placid, its amber eyes gaze about in a daze. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777281 0 0 C 80 0 0 0d0+7200 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 83 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 32 0 0 0 224 0 #13160 chipmunk~ a chipmunk~ A striped chipmunk scurries about here, its mouth full of nuts. ~ With three black stripes and two white stripes running down its back all the way to its little tail, this chipmunk is easily distinguishable from a squirrel. Two large cheeks stuffed with nuts and fruits make this little fellow look quite strange. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 16777281 0 0 C 40 0 0 0d0+1000 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 83 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 32 0 0 0 579 0 #13161 ailing woman~ an ailing woman~ An ailing woman lies here, coughing weakly. ~ Brown hair pulled back into a loose braid, this sickly woman has unhealthily pale skin and bloodshot blue eyes. Covered in cuts and bruises, her body is constantly wracked with choking coughs and drenched in sweat. Her brown tunic and green skirt is stained with blood and dirt. ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 3 0 1000 C 60 0 0 0d0+3000 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 9 0 0 0 560 2 > greet_prog 100~ mea $n &cAn ailing woman turns weak eyes towards you.&D mppause 5 mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, 'Please, will you help me? I cannot leave this cavern. If you retrieve the medicinal flowers from the cliff to the northeast for me, I can reward you with some gold.'&D ~ > give_prog bunch white flowers~ mea $n &cAn ailing woman takes the flowers from you, thanking you repeatedly.&D mppause 5 mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, "Please, it's not much, but take this gold as a token of my gratitude."&D mpwithdraw 10 gold mppause 10 give 10 gold $n mppause 5 mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, "By the way, I hear the pixies needed feathers. Maybe harpy feathers?"&D mpjunk flowers ~ | #13180 iftest~ iftest~ Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here. ~ ~ 1 Clanname none~ 0 0 1 0 0 C 1 0 0 0d0+0 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 13 13 13 13 13 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 > speech_prog p multitest~ if ispc($n) if ismulti($n) say You are multiclass. else say You are not multiclass. endif endif ~ > speech_prog p classtest~ if ispc($n) if class($n) == 0 say You are a priest. else if class($n) == 1 say You are a druid. else if class($n) == 2 say You are a mage. else if class($n) == 3 say You are a necromancer. else if class($n) == 4 say You are a warrior. else say You arent a priest, druid, mage, necromancer, or warrior endif endif ~ | #0 #OBJECTS #13151 Harpy egg~ a Harpy egg~ A large dirty egg lies here, covered in mottled bumps.~ ~ 19 0 16385 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 1 30 3 4 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 E egg~ This egg appears to be a pale tan color beneath its coating of dirt and grime. It is bumpy in texture, and warm to the touch. Occasionally, it seems to move a little, as if the occupant is shifting inside. ~ #13152 harpy armband~ a harpy armband~ A copper armband is covered in grime.~ ~ 9 0 257 55 55 0 0 0 81 0 1 196 19 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 A 19 8 A 13 100 A 12 100 #13153 harpy earring~ a pair of harpy earrings~ A pair of copper earrings are covered in grime.~ ~ 9 0 65537 55 55 0 0 0 81 0 1 196 19 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 A 19 8 A 13 100 A 12 100 #13154 harpy eye~ a harpy eye~ A harpy's eye has been ripped from its socket.~ ~ 9 0 131073 55 55 0 0 0 81 0 1 196 19 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 A 19 8 A 13 100 A 12 100 #13155 harpy spur~ a harpy spur~ A harpy's spurred claw has been ripped from its foot.~ ~ 9 0 65 55 55 0 0 0 81 0 1 196 19 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 A 19 8 A 13 100 A 12 100 #13156 harpy lance~ a harpy lance~ A grimy lance lies here.~ ~ 5 0 8193 0 40 90 7 12 81 0 1 181 18 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 18 8 A 13 100 A 17 -40 #13157 harpy flail~ a harpy flail~ A grimy flail lies here.~ ~ 5 0 8193 0 40 90 4 13 81 0 1 181 18 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 18 8 A 14 100 A 26 8 A 5 2 #13158 harpy broadaxe~ a harpy broadaxe~ A grimy broadaxe lies here.~ ~ 5 0 8193 0 108 151 3 8 81 0 1 181 18 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 18 8 A 14 100 A 26 32 A 1 2 #13159 harpy quarterstaff~ a harpy quarterstaff~ A grimy quarterstaff lies here.~ ~ 5 0 8193 0 40 90 7 11 81 0 1 181 18 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 19 8 A 12 100 A 26 268435456 #13160 grey-ringed grey ringed egg harpy~ a grey-ringed Harpy egg~ A large egg with faint grey rings on its surface rolls about here.~ ~ 19 0 16385 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 1 30 3 4 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 E egg grey-ringed grey ringed~ This egg is much larger than a normal avian's, and has an extremely tough shell. The off-white shell has thick bands of faint grey encircling it at regular intervals. Noises coming from within, the egg seems to move about on its own now and then. ~ > rand_prog 1~ mpe &cA grey-ringed Harpy egg emits a small, muffled chirp before rocking back and forth briefly.&D ~ | #13161 bunch white flowers~ a bunch of white flowers~ A bunch of bright white flowers grow here.~ ~ 32 128 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 5 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 E bunch white flowers~ These small white flowers have oval petals and a golden center. They are trumpet-shaped, with lime green stems and emerald leaves. Each rounded oval leaf is no larger than a gnome's finger. A faint fragrance wafts from the flowers, aromatic and soothing. ~ > get_prog 100~ mea $n &cYou reach precariously to the edge of the cliff and pick a bunch of white flowers from between the rocks.&D mer $n &c$n reaches out over the cliff and picks a bunch of white flowers between the rocks.&D ~ | #13162 harpy feather~ a small harpy feather~ A small harpy feather floats about here.~ ~ 54 -2147475328 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 7 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 #13163 small mountain stream~ a small mountain stream~ A small mountain stream flows here swiftly.~ ~ 17 0 0 200 200 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 #13180 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 #13151 A Ledge to a Pass~ ~ A narrow ledge hugs the cliff face. The cliff rises steep and implacable above and below the trail. A few determined plants grow from crevices in the rock. Birds fly past, mocking in their ease of movement. ~ 1 4 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13152 D2 ~ ~ 2112 -1 13143 D11 ~ ~ 0 -1 48417 S #13152 A Ledge to a Pass~ ~ Clinging tightly to the cliff face, a thin ledge here is sometimes no more than a foot wide. Scattered pebbles litter the trail, making footing hazardous for the unwary traveler. Hardy plants grow from the cliff face. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13153 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13151 S #13153 A Ledge to a Pass~ ~ A barely present ledge spiderwebs its way across the cliff face. Plants grow defiantly above and below the ledge. Small holes bored into the cliff face offer hand holds to those so inclined. The wind threatens at every moment. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13154 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13152 S #13154 A Ledge to a Pass~ ~ The ledge widens slightly here. A narrow opening offers access to a pass through the cliff. The wind gusts angrily, as if furious at the potential escape of its prey. Birds careless enough to fly close thrash their wings in panic as they attempt not to be slammed brutally against the cliff face. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13153 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13155 S #13155 A Ledge to a Pass~ ~ Rock walls rise forbiddingly on either side of the pass. A narrow crevice of blue high overhead indicates the presence of the sky. The trail here is narrow and covered with rocks. A few scattered plants grow in defiance of the elements. ~ 1 0 5 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13156 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13154 S #13156 Within the Pass~ ~ This narrow winding trail passes between towering rock walls. Along the edge of the trail, a few hardy plants struggle to thrive. High overhead, only a narrow crack permits access to the sky. No wind can be felt in this area, which is arid and dry. To the west, there seems to be a crevice that's large enough to fit through. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13157 D3 ~ ~ 16777216 -1 13188 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13155 S #13157 Within the Pass~ ~ Rock walls press close against the trail on either side. In places the trail narrows until there is no more than three feet between the walls. An occasional centipede or scorpion scuttles across the path, before disappearing into small crevices at the base of the walls. There is hardly any wind within the narrow pass. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13156 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13158 S #13158 Within the Pass~ ~ Looming rock walls enclose the narrow path. A narrow crack of sky is visible far overhead. Harsh winds bluster outside the pass, but barely any wind reaches within its confines. The pass is dark and cold. ~ 1 0 5 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13159 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13157 S #13159 Before the Harpy Terrace~ ~ The pass opens out onto the edge of a terrace. Once thick grasses have been ground into the noxious mud. Few birds fly overhead, perhaps disdaining the unwholesome environment. The wind whips sharply, scented of salt and other, less pleasant odors. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13160 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13158 S #13160 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Once covered in thick green grass, the terrace here is now marked with clawed prints in a muddy morass. A few stalks of withered brown grass are all that remains of the once luxuriant carpeting that used to be here. Scattered white splatters give evidence of the lack of fastidiousness displayed by the current inhabitants. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13161 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13159 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13171 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13170 S #13161 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ The terrace is covered in stinking mud. Only a few scattered stalks of withered grass indicate the presence of its once-thick carpet. Poorly made buckets hold rotting fish and other marine life. The carcass of some unidentifiable large creature rots into the mud. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13162 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13160 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13170 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 S #13162 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Random clawed tracks line the thick, oozing mud. Piles of scales and fish bones lie everywhere, decaying into the muck. Although the lake can be heard below, its salty scent cannot be discerned over the stronger noxious odors. Cairns of stones are piled up for no apparent reason. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13163 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13161 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13168 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13170 S #13163 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Dank mud oozes over the edge of the cliff. Fish bones and scales are piled in untidy profusion. The wind whips through harshly, spreading the scent of decay. The lake slams against the cliff below. ~ 1 4 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13164 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13162 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13168 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 S #13164 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ This section of the caves holds the Harpy young. Rough nests of twigs and other less recognizable objects are littered about in haphazard profusion. Sounds of violent squabbling often end in a pain-filled yelp. Bones of fish and other creatures are scattered about the floor, some with decaying shreds of meat still upon them. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13165 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13163 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13167 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13166 R M 0 13156 1 13164 R E 0 13154 1 20 R E 0 13153 1 19 R E 0 13152 1 10 R E 0 13159 1 16 R E 0 13155 1 8 S #13165 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Young Harpies wander about the cave. Noisome nests are filled with various matter, some with eggs, others with mounds of reeking furs. One nest bears a shattered egg with fluids dripping from it, lending the impression that the young Harpies are not exactly picky about what they eat. ~ 1 0 5 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13164 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13166 D5 ~ ~ 16777216 -1 13181 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13167 R M 0 13155 2 13165 R O 0 13151 1 13165 S #13166 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Nests laced together from twigs and bones and other objects are scattered about the floor. Some hold eggs, others hold furs where Harpy young may sleep. In one nest it is almost certain that the rotting pelt is that of a Pixie. Scattered feathers in the nest bolster that impression. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13165 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13167 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13172 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13164 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13173 R M 0 13155 3 13166 S #13167 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Harpy young roam the caves without any attempt at discipline. More often than not, they attack each other on sight. Scattered unpleasant nests provide resting places for both untended eggs, and untended young. Unpreserved pelts line some of the nests. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13166 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13164 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13173 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13165 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13172 R M 0 13155 5 13167 S #13168 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Rough perches are scattered about the caves. Dank rotting hides are piled against the wall. Splatters of vivid white streak the floor. Bones and other bits of previous Harpy meals litter the floor. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13163 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13174 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13162 R M 0 13154 2 13168 R G 0 13152 1 R G 0 13154 1 R M 0 13153 2 13168 R G 0 13155 1 R G 0 13157 1 S #13169 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Uneven perches of dead wood provide resting places for those who wish it. Bedraggled feathers of various hues lift on stray breezes. Bones, fragments of hide, and white splatters adorn the floor. The smell of decay is prevalent. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13168 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13162 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13170 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13175 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13163 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13161 D9 ~ ~ 0 -1 13176 R M 0 13153 3 13169 R G 0 13156 1 S #13170 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ The mangled carcass of some small creature has been abandoned here. Ragged perches of dead wood are scattered about haphazardly. Debris from various meals coats the floor. Winds carry the scent of death and rot. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13161 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13176 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13162 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13160 S #13171 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Manacles attached to the walls with short chains give the impression this chamber is intended to hold prisoners. Bedraggled feathers drift about the room whenever the breeze dares to enter. A leaking bucket holds a small amount of water coated in an unpleasant scum. Smears of some reddish brown substance splatter the walls. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13160 R M 0 13153 5 13171 R G 0 13156 1 R G 0 13152 1 S #13172 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Bedraggled feathers, remnants of hide, and bits of bone litter the floors. Most of the nests in this section of the cave have been ripped apart. Noisome splatters decorate the floor in shocking glares of white. Trickling water dribbles down the walls. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13166 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13173 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13167 R M 0 13155 4 13172 R O 0 13151 1 13172 S #13173 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Nests of twigs, bones, and grasses are scattered in untidy profusion. From some of the nests, movement can be discerned. Bits of bone and hide are strewn about the floor. One nest holds what is almost certainly the pelt of a Pixie child. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13172 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13167 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13166 R M 0 13155 5 13173 S #13174 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ The remains of some unknown large creature are strewn about the floor in disarray. Feathers lift sullenly in the wayward breezes. Scattered bits of bone and hide indicate the former presence of smaller creatures. Scorpions and other insects scuttle through the remains in search of dinner. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13168 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 13175 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13177 R M 0 13153 1 13174 R G 0 13156 1 R G 0 13155 1 R M 0 13154 1 13174 R G 0 13153 1 S #13175 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ This area is mostly empty. Fungus grows in patches upon the wall. Water trickles from some unseen source overhead, pooling upon the floor. The room is dark and dank. Small unpleasant creatures scurry about the floor. ~ 1 0 5 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 13174 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13178 S #13176 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ Untanned rotting hides cover most of this section of the cave. A trickle of water trails down the wall into a shallow pool covered in slime. Harpies pass in and out at random, ignoring their fellows. Brown fungus grows in patches on the wall. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13170 D6 ~ ~ 0 -1 13169 R O 0 13160 1 13176 S #13177 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ This section of the cave houses most of the Harpy guards. Several wooden perches, ineptly cobbled together, are placed against the walls. Unpleasant remains of Harpy meals are strewn across the floor. Centipedes and other less pleasant creatures roam amongst the debris. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13174 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13179 R M 0 13152 1 13177 R E 0 13153 1 19 R E 0 13152 1 10 R E 0 13158 1 16 S #13178 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ A rough storeroom of sorts, this chamber is filled with decayed oddments. Poorly hewn shelves are covered with feathers and decaying hides. Branches and other bits of wood are piled in untidy heaps. Rough buckets with twine handles are stacked in one corner. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13175 R M 0 13158 1 13178 R G 0 13160 1 R M 0 13153 5 13178 R G 0 13155 1 R G 0 13157 1 R M 0 13154 3 13178 R G 0 13153 1 S #13179 The Harpy Throne Room~ ~ A large perch covered in flaking gold leaf is the central focus of this chamber. Widespread wings of Pixies unfortunate enough to wander into the Harpies' territory are displayed upon the walls in a mocking parody of their former glory. Bones and hides are distributed across the floor in uncaring untidiness. A battered golden crown is hung on one end of the perch. ~ 1 0 5 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13180 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13177 R M 0 13151 1 13179 R E 0 13154 1 20 R E 0 13153 1 19 R E 0 13157 1 16 S #13180 The Harpy Terrace~ ~ A large nest piled high in untanned Pixie hides dominates this chamber. Pixie wings are spread on the walls as gory trophies. Bits of hide and bones mark the remnants of another unfortunate Pixie. Yet more hides are piled against the wall in one corner of the chamber. ~ 1 4 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13179 S #13181 A Ledge on the Mountainside~ ~ The mountainside is littered with boulders and pebbles, odd spurts of grass growing at sporadic intervals. This wide ledge goes on towards the east, but ends in a sheer cliff on the north and the south. From above, harpy screeches can be heard. Every now and then, feathers flutter down to gather upon this messy ledge. ~ 1 4 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13182 D4 ~ ~ 16777216 -1 13165 R M 0 13159 5 13181 S #13182 Along the Mountainside~ ~ The wide ledge ends here, though a narrow path to the north leads down from the ledge to wind along the mountain. Shell fragments and bones picked clean of meat have been dropped here. Bird cries echo through the air, and the sparse trees contain nests of hawks and vultures. ~ 1 0 5 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13181 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13183 R M 0 13159 4 13182 S #13183 A Narrow Path on the Mountainside~ ~ The winding path here leads down from a large ledge overhead. Shrubs and grasses grow along the faint trail, attracting bees and butterflies to fly about this peaceful area. From here, vast stretches of grassland can be seen beyond the mountains to the west. ~ 1 0 5 D4 ~ ~ 16777216 -1 13182 D8 ~ ~ 0 -1 13184 R M 0 13159 3 13183 S #13184 A Narrow Path Around a Cliff~ ~ With a sheer cliff face looming above to the southeast and an equally dangerous drop to the north, this path is narrow and barely traversible by foot. Thistles and weeds grow between the rocks here. A beautiful view of grasslands and distant forests can be seen to the north. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13185 D7 ~ ~ 0 -1 13183 R M 0 13160 1 13184 S #13185 A Path Along the Mountainside~ ~ This treacherous path is hard to follow, obscured mostly by plants and boulders. It leads upwards to a small cliff, and downwards to the base of the mountain. Small flowers of white and pale yellow are visible at the edge of the cliff above. ~ 1 0 5 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13184 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13187 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13186 S #13186 At the Base of a Mountain~ ~ To the south is a looming mountain from which one can hear the cries of birds. At the base, lush grass and vegetation flourish along the small stream here. Tall trees provide cool shade while birds sing from the branches. ~ 1 0 5 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 13185 R M 0 13160 1 13186 R M 0 13159 1 13186 R O 0 13163 1 13186 S #13187 At the Top of a Cliff~ ~ From this cliff, the northern forests and eastern grasslands are easily visible, forming a breathtaking panoramic view. The lonely cries of eagles echo in the mountains and cool gusts of wind whip past this ledge. Flowers thrive along the edge of the cliff, interspersed with herbs and shrubs. ~ 1 0 5 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 13185 R O 0 13161 1 13187 > entry_prog 100~ if isnpc($n) mpdonothing else if isaffected($n) == FLYING if rand(50) mppause 1 mea $n &bA gust of wind buffets you and forces you off the cliff.&D mpat 13185 mptransfer $n mppause 1 mpat 13185 mpforce $n look mpat 13185 mea $n &bYou're blown down the side of the mountain.&D mpat 13185 mer $n &b$n is blown in from above.&D endif else if rand(50) mea $n &RYou suddenly lose your footing and fall down the mountainside!&D mpdamage $n 500 mptransfer $n 13186 mpat 13186 mpforce $n look mpat 13186 mea $n &RYou land painfully at the base of the mountain. Ow.&D mpat 13186 mer $n &r$n tumbles down the mountainside!&D endif endif endif ~ | S #13188 A Widening Crevice~ ~ Opening up to the sky above, this crack through the formidable stone walls leads from the main pass towards a dark cavern to the west. The arid air is cooler here, the small hidden path shaded from the harsh sunlight by the stone enveloping it. Small weeds grow out of the rock itself, some obstructing the narrow path. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 16777216 -1 13156 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 13189 S #13189 A Cool Cavern~ ~ The crystalline sound of water drops echo about this cavern. Illuminated naturally through a single gap in the stone to the north, the cave can be recognized as a mineral deposit. Crystals sparkle in the gentle light, covering the walls of the cave with a dozen hues. The center of the cavern has a small campfire crackling quietly and filling the area with a glow. ~ 1 0 5 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 13188 R M 0 13161 1 13189 S #0 #SHOPS 0 #REPAIRS 0 #SPECIALS S #$