#AREA Ice Castle~ #VERSION 10 #AUTHOR Danell~ #DERIVATIVES ~ #COLOR 0 #HTOWN ~ #DESC ~ #RANGES 80 90 60 100 $ #SPELLLIMIT 0 #WEATHERCELL 0 0 #RESETMSG A creepy, frozen wind, blows through the castle.~ #FLAGS 0 #CURRENCY 0 #HIGHECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1 #LOWECONOMY 0 1250000 0 0 0 -1 #CLANNAME none~ #INFLUENCE 0 #MOBILES #701 first mob~ a newly created first mob~ Some god abandoned a newly created first mob here. ~ ~ 0 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 #702 Ice Dragon~ A gigantic ice dragon~ A gigantic ice dragon stands guard over the castle. ~ Huge and intimidating, this dragon is covered in massive armour-plated scales, shimmering all different hues of crystal and ice. Large scaley limbs stand firmly against the ground, tipped with razor-sharp claws and encrusted with snow as if the dragon has almost become part of the architecture. His steely eyes are bright but cold, glimmering with a strange blue fire. ~ 0 Clanname none~ 0 0 35 4718592 0 C 90 0 0 0d0+9500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 25 13 13 25 20 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 13 12 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 16704 33558851 > greet_prog 100~ if quest(iceprincess) == 1 mpechoat $n &CIce Dragon says, 'Well, tiny morsel. Why have you come here?'&D mppause 3 mpforce $n say To kill you and free the princess! mppause 4 mpechoat $n &CIce Dragon says, 'Oh now, that's quite a bit of ambition for such a little thing. Defeat me if you're able to!'&D mpkill $n endif ~ > death_prog 100~ if quest(iceprincess) == 1 mpquest $n iceprincess 2 endif ~ | #703 white-haired king Rauffe~ A white-haired King Rauffe~ A white-haired King Rauffe, gazes thoughtfully toward the west. ~ Old and sorrowful in appearance, this man's thick white hair is part his own and part crystals of snow. His face is haggard and morose, his eyes filled with a silent longing as he gazes toward the western part of the room. The lower part of his body has turned almost completely into ice, rendering him a statue in his own abode. ~ 0 Clanname none~ 0 0 3 272629760 0 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 1 13 13 13 20 20 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 640&2 263 > speech_prog yes~ if quest(iceprincess) == 0 mppause 3 mpquest $n iceprincess 1 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'Thank you! Now go!'&D endif ~ > greet_prog 100~ if quest(iceprincess) == 0 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'Traveler, welcome! You have arrived at an opportune time. My daughter, the beautiful Princess Thomasine, has been imprisoned out on the balcony and cannot be saved until the mighty Ice Dragon is defeated!'&D mppause 3 mppause 2 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'Will you help?'&D mppause 3 mpechoat $n &cType &WSAY YES&c to accept the job. else if quest(iceprincess) == 1 mppause 3 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'The dragon still awaits you! Hurry, before there is no time to save my daughter!'&D else if quest(iceprincess) == 2 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'Thank you traveler! You have freed my daughter!'&D mppause 10 mpechoat $n &CKing Rauffe says, 'Please hurry to the princess, she has something for you.'&D mpquest $n iceprincess 3 endif endif endif ~ | #704 a pale Queen Julyan~ a pale Queen Julyan~ A pale Queen Julyan gazes forlornly towards the east. ~ Her smooth, delicate features were probably naturally pale, but now her skin is tinged with an eerie blue hue. Her sorrowful eyes linger on the eastern side of the room as if she were longing for some place she can no longer reach. Her dress merges with the floor in a flowing train of ice, rooting her to the spot for all eternity. ~ 0 Clanname none~ 0 0 3 0 0 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 20 20 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 640&2 263 #705 an icy Princess Thomasine~ an ice Princess Thomasine~ An icy Princess Thomasine stand frozen to the spot. ~ This young girl has smooth white skin like moon-cream, silver blonde hair tumbling down her back, glittering with snow crystals. Her eyes are large and sorrowful, a deep azure blue paled and sparkling with a misty glaze of ice. A fine sheen of frozen droplets covers her gown, studding it with crystals as if bejewelled. ~ 0 Clanname none~ 0 0 3 0 0 C 85 0 0 0d0+8500 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 2 13 13 13 20 20 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 640&2 263 > greet_prog 100~ if quest(iceprincess) == 3 mpechoat $n &CPrincess Thomasine says, 'Thank you for saving me!'&D mppause 2 hug $n mppause 4 kiss $n c acidmist $n mpechoat $n &cA fiery strength rushes through your body, as the kiss and hug goes from head to toe. mpquest $n iceprincess 4 endif ~ | #706 A mournful wraith~ A mournful wraith~ A mournful wraith hovers in and out of existance. ~ Faceless and featureless, the only that can be seen about this entity is the vague outline of a humanoid figure. Glowing faintly, it nonetheless appears the darkest thing in the room. ~ 0 Clanname none~ 0 0 35 0 0 C 80 0 0 0d0+7200 0d0+0 0 0 0 0 0 0 115 115 0 13 13 13 20 20 13 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 0 0 1 1 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 640&2 263 > death_prog 25~ mpoload 707 get soul ~ | #799 last mob~ a newly created last mob~ Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here. ~ ~ 0 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 #0 #OBJECTS #701 first obj~ a newly created first obj~ Some god dropped a newly created first obj here.~ ~ 13 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 #702 frosted sword~ a frosted sword~ A frosted sword lays here looking like its covered in ice.~ ~ 5 256 8193 0 40 90 1 1 0 0 1 175 17 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 26 268435456 A 18 7 A 19 7 #703 frost breastplate~ a frosted breastplate~ A frosted breastplate lays here lost.~ ~ 9 1 1025 55 55 0 0 0 0 0 1 204 20 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 18 7 A 19 3 A 13 200 #704 Icy Maracas~ Icy Maracas~ Maracas crafted from blocks of pure ice lie here abandoned ~ ~ 68 524547 16385 4 0 0 30 20 75 2 1 747 74 4 4 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 18 8 A 19 8 #705 royal signet ring~ a royal signet ring~ A royal signet ring has been left here.~ ~ 9 0 3 60 60 0 0 0 0 0 1 1 0 4 14 0 0 0 0 S 77 0 A 18 7 A 19 3 #706 frosted shield~ a frosted shield~ A frosted shield has been left here.~ ~ 9 0 513 60 60 0 0 0 85 0 5 198 19 1 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 A 13 200 A 18 3 A 19 7 #707 soul crystal~ a soul crystal~ A soul crystal has been left here.~ ~ 8 0 1 0 10 2 0 0 0 0 1 1 0 4 0 0 0 0 0 S 0 0 #799 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 #701 A Luminous Path~ ~ &wStartlingly white compared to the rest of the dark surroundings, this shining path flows like a glowing stream to a massive building of stone on the northern horizon. Southward it winds deeper into the silent grasp of the trees, its path illuminating the forest gently like a ray of moonlight. A few stalagmites are scattered about. ~ 1 0 11 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 702 D11 ~ ~ 0 -1 42152 S #702 The White Drawbridge~ ~ &wThis ancient drawbridge lies in the lowered position, covered with layers of fluffy white snow that swirl restlessly about. A cool wind bites at the air, whipping against the stone blocks of the surrounding castle like an angry ghost, beating with futility upon the unyielding fortress walls. There are murder holes along the walls for archers. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 3 -1 703 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 701 R D 0 702 0 1 S #703 A Frozen Portcullis~ ~ &wA jagged toothy gate hangs suspended from the southern part of the ceiling, frozen in place and coated with layers of smooth glassy ice. Spikes hang menacingly down, formed from the stalactites of slowly dripping water, every now and again trembling slightly with the rumbling of thunder outside. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 704 D2 ~ ~ 33 -1 702 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 721 S #704 Sphalerite Stair~ ~ &wBlack and ominous, a tall metallic stair slopes gracefully westward, joining its path with another stair and continuing up into the high parts of the castle. Dark and metallic, the whole structure shimmers with tiny ice crystals, twinkling like a night sky full of shining stars. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 705 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 703 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 732 R M 0 706 30 704 R M 0 706 30 704 S #705 Stalagmitic Armoury~ ~ &wVarious pieces of armor and weaponry lie embedded in the glassy walls, the metal and ice reflecting light from all around. Frozen stalagmites protrude menacingly from the floor, formed from the dripping of hanging icicles which have since fallen and shattered, leaving tiny shards sprinkled throughout the room. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 707 D1 ~ isdoor~ 3 -1 706 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 704 R D 0 705 1 1 S #706 The Southeast Stair~ ~ &wDiscreetly tucked away, this tiny winding stair is surrounded on all sides by the somber grey of stonework, leading both up and down, nothing can be seen of the destination on either end. Only black grasping shadows and bitter wind lead the way. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall. ~ 1 0 0 D3 ~ ~ 35 -1 705 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 730 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 776 R D 0 706 3 1 S #707 Hall of Legends~ ~ &wColored murals adorn either side of this lengthy hall, their depictions those of fierce battles and strong warriors standing victorious over fallen foe. Amongst the faded illustrations are the likenesses of dragons as well as men, fighting together against some common enemy. Once undoubtedly bright and glorious, the carefully crafted representations are now dull and worn, coated with spidery-thin strands of frost and snow, everything glazed and foggy as if part of some dream world. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 708 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 705 S #708 Lords' Chamber~ ~ &wDecorated with all the noblest of tapestries and furnishings, this room is somber and dreary in feel. All is covered in a sheen of white and frozen moisture, the effect being one of almost timeless age. Various archaic board games and glasses of drink lie sculpted in place, cocooned within the same icy curse as the inhabitants themselves. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 709 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 707 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 727 S #709 Hall of Legends~ ~ &wSoftly drifting flakes of snow cover every surface in this stretching corridor. Beneath the layer of almost unblemished white glimpses of the original dark red carpeting can be seen, giving the illusion that the floor is stained with pools of spilt blood. All around, images of fallen heroes glorify the walls, misted with a fine coat of ice that glazes the eyes of the watchful dead. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 710 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 708 S #710 A Cold Throneroom~ ~ &wThe air hangs damp and chill, heaving softly and whispering as with the breathing of lingering spirits. The towering stone walls and smooth white marble floor can be seen to have given the place a cold regal air, long before its wintry fate. Now only wisps of snow flicker here and there like tendrils of mist, all else still and undisturbed. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 3 -1 711 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 709 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 712 R D 0 710 1 1 S #711 The Northeastern Stair~ ~ &wHidden away from the nobler parts of the castle, this private little stair extends upward into the upper level, and downward into the lowest floor. A biting breeze whirls its way around the circular chamber stirring the cobwebs and snow. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall. ~ 1 0 0 D3 ~ ~ 35 -1 710 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 749 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 788 R M 0 706 30 711 R D 0 711 3 1 S #712 A Frosty Dining Hall~ ~ &wStretching far to the west, this lengthy corridor is filled with a myriad of dancing colored lights from some nearby source. The forlorn grey of the surroundings seems almost alive with the movement, flickering here and there as though lit with hundreds of tiny candles, each shimmering with a different hue of the rainbow. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 710 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 713 S #713 A Frosty Dining Hall~ ~ &wA high gilded ceiling sparkles with prisms of light from a dazzling chandelier. Emptied of candles, only the shards of crystal and glass remain, each dangling from delicate silver chains and shivering slightly every time the castle reverberates with thunder, tinkling lightly in a fragile contrast to the ominous booms, flooding the lengthy hall with a variety of speckled colors. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 712 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 714 S #714 A Frosty Dining Hall~ ~ &wShimmering swirls of colored light twirl about the room like a flurry of snowflakes, filling the place with a sense of fragility despite the immovable presence of the stony walls and the dark brooding tones of the wooden beams high above. An immense ceiling slopes up toward the east, illumination flooding the corridor from the peak of its height. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 713 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 715 S #715 A Glacial Music Room~ ~ &wBitterly cold, all that remains of melody in this room is the delicate chiming of ice crystals hitting the floor, and the mournful moan of a chill wind that stirs the atmosphere. Miniscule sculpted snowflakes swirl restlessly about the place, making the air sparkle with thousands of frozen particles. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 714 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 717 D3 ~ ~ 3 -1 716 R M 0 706 30 715 R D 0 715 3 1 S #716 The Northwest Stair~ ~ &wCold and grey, pieces of old dust and debris stir in the disturbed air, floating along with snowflakes down into the deeper parts of the stair. Darkness looms overhead as well, the spiralling wooden planks leading to a higher story of the castle, as well as a lower. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the eastern wall. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 35 -1 715 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 757 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 759 R D 0 716 1 1 S #717 Hall of Forgotten Arts~ ~ &wIn a striking tribute to craftsmanship, beautifully cut gems and jewels of every description decorate the walls and silver-gilded ceiling of this hall. Sapphire and azure lend their regal blue hue to the surroundings, contrasting with the pure whiteness of the blanketing snow and creamy iridescent opals that line the length of the walls. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 715 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 718 S #718 Ladies' Chamber~ ~ &wA cool blue hue illuminates this room, every surface slick and shiny with icy wetness. Elegant chairs stand about, coatings of fluffy snow giving the impression they are padded with cotton wool. A desolate fireplace decorates the western wall, long frosted over and wailing eerily with every movement of the outside wind. Within its recesses, clumps of coal sit never to be used, their dark surfaces speckled with snow as if they were powdered chocolates. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 717 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 724 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 719 R M 0 706 30 718 S #719 Hall of Forgotten Arts~ ~ &wThe art of old magic's and illusions seems to be the focus of this room's adornments. Strange light flickers upon the walls and ceiling from tiny green candles that line the upper border, and yet strangely, the coating of ice and snow shows no sign of melting. Grim eyes watch over the place from ancient tapestries that line either side of the hall, their icy glazed expressions seeming every now and again to shift in the shadows. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 718 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 720 R M 0 706 30 719 S #720 A Fissured Gallery~ ~ &wSome incredible heat has caused this room to completely splinter, several large spidery cracks spanning the surfaces of the frozen stone walls and leaving a large crevasse splitting its way along the floor. A few masterful paintings remain hung here, but many been smashed upon the floor, pieces of broken silver and glass frames mingling with the shards of ice. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 719 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 721 D3 ~ ~ 3 -1 722 R D 0 720 3 1 S #721 Sphalerite Stair~ ~ &wMade from a dark, glassy mineral, this elegant stair curves eastward, meeting a sister stair in the middle and ascending upward like a towering guardian shadow, its smooth surface covered with an intricate webwork of frost, giving it the appearance of white-veined marble. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 703 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 720 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 736 S #722 The Southwestern Stair~ ~ &wFlickering shadows and the silent waving of long abandoned cobwebs are all that decorate this once well-used stair. The frost-coated wood can be seen to be worn in places, from the long ago passing of servants' feet, from the lower staff quarters to the upper noble bedrooms. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the eastern wall. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 33 -1 720 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 738 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 770 R D 0 722 1 0 S #723 A Forsaken Statuette~ ~ &wSparkling citrine crystals cast a slight yellowish hue over the surrounding snow, their fragile beauty decorating the base of a curving amber sculpture that fills this corner of the courtyard. Meant to represent air, one of the four locally worshipped elements, this artwork has no real concrete shape, abstract and formless in an intriguingly beautiful way. ~ 1 0 1 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 724 R M 0 706 30 723 R M 0 706 30 723 S #724 Snowy Courtyard~ ~ &wSilent, and seemingly undisturbed, this entire courtyard is covered in a thick blanket of pure unblemished snow. The skeletal branches of long dead trees reach wearily overhead, as if to catch the delicate snowflakes that flutter continuously down. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 723 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 726 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 725 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 718 S #725 A Forsaken Statuette~ ~ &wShimmering azurite, and the royal blue of sapphires decorate this prominent sculpture. Towering proudly above the blanched snow and ice of the courtyard, this artwork almost resembles a giant wave. A tribute to water, one of the four locally worshipped elements, a light coating of snowflakes has dulled it considerably, subtle patterns of silver frost weaving their way across its smooth surface. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 724 R M 0 706 30 725 S #726 A Fountain of Light~ ~ &wA majestic fountain has been sculpted from a spiral of translucent sparkling adamantine, rising from the very center of the snow-covered grounds. The water that once spilled freely from its pinnacle has frozen solid in place, leaving only shimmering cascades of light and ice, swooping and curving as if part of the sculpture itself, reflecting the wintry surroundings and filling the place with radiance. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 727 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 724 S #727 A Snowy Courtyard~ ~ &wSerene and hushed, only the restless whispering of long dead leaves stirs the respectful silence that preserves this place. A smooth layer of glistening white snow covers everything as if thick cream had been poured over the entire yard, silver grasses protruding from the shadowed corners. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 728 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 708 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 729 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 726 R M 0 706 30 727 R M 0 706 30 727 S #728 A Smashed Statuette~ ~ &wAn awesome sculpture once stood here, as evidenced by the smatterings of ruby and red beryl that still adorn the ground like drops of blood. A round metal base stands in the midst of the snow, upon which the artwork would have once stood, apparently a tribute to one of the four locally worshipped elements. Completely destroyed now, only the tiniest scarlet gems remain frozen in the surrounding ice, evidence of the desecrated statue that once stood proudly here. ~ 1 0 1 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 727 R M 0 706 30 728 S #729 A Forsaken Statuette~ ~ &wSmooth rocks of green malachite, and expertly cut emeralds make up the razor lines and geometric shapes of this large regal sculpture. Fashioned as a tribute to earth and soil, one of the four locally worshipped elements, this artwork is still stunning despite the slight icy cracks that mar its surface like pale scars. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 727 S #730 Upper Part of the Southeast Stair~ ~ &wA black chasm yawns below, only the fragile winding wood of the stairs offering the hope of a safely descending passage. Cold air whimpers as it circulates wearily, stirring the dust and snowflakes endlessly about this tiny enclosed space. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall, and a strangely artificial looking tapestry lies to the north. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 3 -1 743 D3 ~ ~ 3 -1 731 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 706 R D 0 730 0 1 R D 0 730 3 1 S #731 Hall of Stalactites~ ~ &wHigh above the floor, a long ceiling stretches northward, curving gently where it meets the walls so that the entire corridor resembles an archway. The smooth design is strangely contrasted by the collection of sharp spikes that hang menacingly, quivering every now and again as if about to drop. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 746 D1 ~ ~ 33 -1 730 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 732 S #732 Sphalerite Stair~ ~ &wSleek and dark as frozen oil, a tall stair swoops gracefully to the icy floor below, its black reflective surface contrasting with the purity of the ice and snow that coat the rest of the surroundings. A tiny tinkling sound echoes throughout the place, as small ice shards crack and shatter with the booms of outside thunder. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 731 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 733 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 704 S #733 A Snow-covered Windlass~ ~ &wA large barrel-shaped contraption lies on its side, wound around with thick metal chain that extends to the drawbridge far below. A massive crank protrudes from the side, webbed with frost and ancient cobwebs, evidence of its neglect for many years. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 735 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 732 D2 ~ ~ 8388647 -1 734 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 736 R D 0 733 2 2 > entry_prog 100~ if quest(iceprincess) == 3 mpopenpassage 733 734 2 else endif ~ | S #734 A Frozen Balcony~ ~ &wGlassy and dangerous, the peril of remaining long on this high balcony is increased further by the angry winds that whip and howl against it, physical forces lashing at the castle as if an army of ghosts were battering to get in. The years of constant abuse are evidenced on the weary stone walls, which although sturdy, are cracked and broken in several places. Far in the distance, a jagged mountain blazes with fire and smoke, a red glow facing the castle as if it were being watched. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 733 R M 0 705 1 734 S #735 A Chilly Oratory~ ~ &wBreathlessly cold, this room is gleaming with white marble tiles and sharp icicles. A large altar stands in the center of the room, shrouded with a deep layer of snow, although shadows of books can be seen concealed beneath. A low rhythmic sound of murmuring fills the room, as if ghosts still chanted their prayers here. ~ 1 0 1 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 733 S #736 Sphalerite Stair~ ~ &wTiny strands of frozen webbing decorate the black shimmering surface of this regal stair. Carved by some meticulous craftsman, its surface is perfectly smooth and its stone of the highest quality. Its dark presence stands out strikingly to the rest of the sparkling room, a solitary shadow amongst light and snow. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 733 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 737 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 721 S #737 An Icicle-adorned Hall~ ~ &wFilled with light and a misty chill, this long hall extends to the north, a collection of doors visible along the western side. Large cones of ice hang suspended from the ceiling like glittering fangs, a cold feel of menace emanating from the very structure of the castle, as if it were laying deliberately and deceptively motionless. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 742 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 736 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 738 S #738 Upper Part of the Southwest Stair~ ~ &wA chill air circulates slowly here, moaning as it brushes against the ice-frosted stone walls and creaking the cold wood of the stairs that descend below. Only darkness can be seen, and the odd glimmer of a drifting snowflake. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the eastern wall, and a strangely artificial looking tapestry lies to the north. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 3 -1 739 D1 ~ ~ 3 -1 737 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 722 R D 0 738 0 1 R D 0 738 1 1 S #739 A Wintry Privy~ ~ &wA perpetual winter lingers here, soft white snowflakes twirling lazily in the air, mingling with sparkles of stirring dust. Against the western side of the wall, low shelving holds a covered privy. Fortunately, the murky water splashed around it has long since frozen. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 740 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 738 S #740 Crystalline Chamber of the Princess~ ~ &wSmooth cascades of frozen water flow over every surface in this room, caught motionless and sparkling for indefinite time. Cool blue shadows shift in the darker recesses, reflective surfaces of ice throwing any speck of light into a thousand different dancing shards. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 1 -1 741 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 739 S #741 An Icicle-adorned Hall~ ~ &wA thousand glassy spears protrude from the ceiling, poised as though about to strike. The air is still, and yet the icicles seem to shiver tensely, their glistening surfaces cracking here and there. Splinters break and fall, a perpetual rain of glass tinkling against the frozen floor. Wooden doors stand against the north and west. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 1 -1 758 D2 ~ ~ 33 -1 742 D3 ~ ~ 1 -1 740 R D 0 741 2 0 S #742 Icicle-adorned Hall~ ~ &wLong and forlorn, the size of this hall only emphasizes its emptiness. Clear jagged spikes of ice dangle from above, shimmering with light and vibration. Sparkles of frost drift wearily in the air, settling on every surface like ancient dust. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 3 -1 741 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 737 R D 0 742 0 1 S #743 A Bitterly Cold Privy~ ~ &wOf modest size, this room may have once felt cozy, its multiple candles and warm hues of wood overcome with thick blankets of snow. Despite its clean appearance, an unpleasant smell wafts about the place. This seems to emanate more strongly from a square block sitting against the eastern wall, a thick frozen board covering the hole on top of it. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 744 D2 ~ ~ 35 -1 730 S #744 A Glassy Guestroom~ ~ &wElegant and airy, this large room has been decorated with crystal and silver birch. The pale wood has been used to frame the room and fashion its furnishings, made even brighter by a soft carpeting of snow. Slender candle-holders reach from the walls, offering warmth that no longer exists. ~ 1 0 1 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 743 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 745 S #745 Hall of Stalactites~ ~ &wThe ceiling here has sunk significantly, bowed low under the pressure of building snow. As a result, the dangling icicles reach almost to the floor, making passage difficult, and causing it to seem as if the hall were literally gripped in winter's jaws. Wooden doors stand to the north and east. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 3 -1 747 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 744 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 746 R D 0 745 0 1 S #746 Hall of Stalactites~ ~ &wCoated with a moist sheen of frozen water, the entire hall shimmers slightly, glowing as if with an internal light. The surface of the walls and ceiling are smooth and blemish-free, the only thing of note being the spears of ice that dangle precariously from above, threatening to fall and shatter at any moment. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 745 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 731 S #747 The Lord's Study~ ~ &wAlthough whitewashed with snow, this room smells earthy and fresh, as if it were part of a forest, wet with dew. Long-ingrained aromas of spice and smoked herb linger subtly in the air, mixed with animal musk's. Hunter's trophies line the walls, antlers reaching like icicle-covered trees from the periphery. A wooden door stands to the south. ~ 1 0 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 748 D2 ~ ~ 35 -1 745 S #748 The Lord's Garbroom~ ~ &wSnow-capped spikes protrude from the walls, each hung with regal garments and robes. Dark shadows cast eerily about from several wooden clothes dummies, each frozen in place as if dutifully guarding the room. Lower shelves contain leather shoes and accessories, all protectively encased in thick ice. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 3 -1 749 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 747 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 750 R D 0 748 1 1 S #749 The Upper-part of the Northeast Stair~ ~ &wDark, dreary boards and the cool grey of stone descend into shadow below, a slight creaking echoing from beneath as though some apparition wandered invisibly here. Tiny specks of snow float in the chilled air, a sense of silence and secrecy lingering here. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall. ~ 1 0 0 D3 ~ ~ 34 -1 748 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 711 S #750 The Lords Solar~ ~ &wLarge and forlorn, this room has been draped in earthy tones of green and russet brown. The bright sheen of intruding snow seems an unnatural and unwelcome lightening of the place. The solemn mood here almost calls for darkness, and the walls themselves seem to grumble with displeasure. A light, cold breeze comes through a crack in the wall from the west. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 748 D3 ~ ~ 2051 -1 751 R M 0 703 1 750 R E 0 702 1 16 R E 0 705 1 1 R D 0 750 3 1 E crack~ This small crack at the bottom of the wall looks to vaguely resemble the bottom of a door. ~ S #751 A Glittering Secret Chamber~ ~ &wFrosty air circulates the room slowly, delicate snowflakes drifting aimlessly in through small slitted windows. White candles line the ice-veined walls and frozen petals lie brittle on the floor, remnants of the romantic atmosphere that must have once existed here. ~ 1 0 0 D1 ~ ~ 33 -1 750 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 752 D3 ~ ~ 33 -1 755 S #752 An Arctic Aumbry~ ~ &wAncient prayers murmur softly in the echoing groans of this room, wooden beams creaking with age and the weight of falling snow. Icicles hang tremulously from various cracks in the ceiling, drops of water dangling like tears from their frozen tips, suspended in time. ~ 1 1073741824 0 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 751 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 753 S #753 High in a Castle Tower~ ~ &wThis circular stone tower creaks and groans wearily, seeming almost to sway as the winds buffet it violently from outside. A small oval window offers a bleak view over the wintry terrain, and overhead, tendrils of cobweb hang from a long-abandoned hatch. ~ 1 1073741824 0 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 754 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 752 S #754 On Top of the Castle~ ~ &wThis tower feels cold and dreary, unprotected from the elements that howl around the castle. Continuous storms rage and clash overhead, casting the stone here in alternating hues of black and silver. The wind wails loudly, making its presence unescapable as it whips frantically around. ~ 1 0 0 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 753 R M 0 702 1 754 R G 0 704 1 R G 0 706 1 S #755 The Lady's Bower~ ~ &wThis entire spacious room is decorated with cool hues of cream and silver as if moonlit. A slight frosting of ice adds to this illusion, making every regal surface glisten and twinkle as if bejeweled with stars. Beautiful but sorrowful, the atmosphere is cold and haunted, filled with the murmuring's of restless whispers. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 2051 -1 751 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 756 R M 0 704 1 755 R E 0 703 1 12 R D 0 755 1 1 S #756 The Lady's Garderobe~ ~ &wLong, snow-covered shelves run along the walls of this room, stacked with piles of neatly folded clothing. A few wooden mannequins stand half-dressed here and there, frozen in place and ghost-like in the eerie abandoned cold. Sequins and embroidered jewels glitter through the snow and ice as though the last flickering embers of a slow dying fire. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 755 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 758 D3 ~ ~ 3 -1 757 R D 0 756 3 1 S #757 Upper Part of the Northwest Stair~ ~ &wA mournful silence seems to envelop this hidden-away corner of the castle. A neglected wooden stair descends steeply below, a path for the resident servants to take discreetly as they went about their duties, although now it seems nothing lingers but the cobwebs. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the eastern wall. ~ 1 0 1 D1 ~ ~ 3 -1 756 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 716 R D 0 757 1 1 S #758 The Lady's Sitting Room~ ~ &wSmooth and soft with layers of delicate puffy snow, this room looks as though it has been vacant for many years, an unnatural stillness suffocating the air, and the unblemished surfaces of snowflakes and dust betraying a long abandonment. A few indiscernible pieces of furniture lie formless and frozen beneath the ice, and what once must have been magnificent tapestries hang stiff and glazed against the walls, watching forlornly over the place. A wooden door stands to the south. ~ 1 0 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 756 D2 ~ ~ 1 -1 741 S #759 Lower Part of the Northeast Stair~ ~ &wDank and dreary, the stones here creak as if weighed down with an unbearable burden. Slivers of ice glisten here and there amongst the cobwebs like tears and a frozen spider hangs forlornly in the gloom, casting an eerie shadow against the wall. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 760 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 716 R M 0 706 30 759 S #760 A Frozen Kitchen~ ~ &wIncandescent ice coats everything in this kitchen with a glossy shine, each crystalline surface twinkling blue and silver. From the ceiling, large metal hooks hang ominously, probably once hung with spices and meats, now only cruel and glinting in the cold silence. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 761 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 763 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 759 S #761 A Silver Scullery~ ~ &wAll of the kitchen utensils and cutlery appear to be stored here, silver spoons and plates bejeweled with ice. Pots and pans lie piled in rows on the wide wooden shelving, polished and gleaming. A few unwashed pieces lie abandoned in the corner, frozen pieces of food stuck forever in place. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 762 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 760 S #762 A Chilled Pantry~ ~ &wLined with shelves and cobwebs, this large pantry is filled with all kinds of foodstuffs. Apples, pears, and plums lie sugar-dusted with snow, breads and cheeses silver-shrouded and sparkling. Onions and garlic hang frozen from the ceiling, and on the floor are piled turnips and potatoes. ~ 1 4 1 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 761 S #763 A Frozen Kitchen~ ~ &wEerie and silent, this large room is coated all around with ice, as if a flood cascaded through here at some point before freezing. Every surface is gleaming and slippery, a large chopping counter extending from here into the east, its partially-chopped contents long since buried in snow. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 760 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 789 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 767 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 764 S #764 Underground Passage~ ~ &wDamp and dank with mildew, a thick mouldy smell clings to every surface of this miserable tunnel. Sprouts of blue and green fungus blossom from the ice, continuing to thrive despite the biting chill. The ground is dark with dirt and dust that has muddied, frozen into black slush. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 763 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 766 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 765 S #765 The Well House~ ~ &wThis flimsy wooden shed creaks as the winds buffet it, swaying slightly from side to side in the perpetual storm. A deep well is buried in the ground, surrounded with a low stone wall. Within, the water has turned mostly to ice, but a shadowy stirring motion can still be seen beneath, as if something were moving in those dark waters. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 764 S #766 A Dove-cote~ ~ &wA wiry cage stands hung with trembling cobwebs and icicles. Inside, clusters of birds sit huddled together as if for warmth, although they have already been frozen solid. Their glazed eyes are sorrowful and knowing, as if they have never accepted their fate. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 764 S #767 Collapsing Corridor~ ~ &wThe ceiling of this corridor bows along the middle, stooped under the pressure of thick ice and snow. The stone walls are silver-grey and coated with a fine sheen of dust, threads of spider webbing drifting like living tendrils from the walls. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 763 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 768 S #768 The Servants' Lounge~ ~ &wThis room appears to have been quite cozy at one point, dark hues of wood and animal furs generously adorning the place. The wood however, has become silver-veined with frost, overhead rafters hung with glittering stalactites. The furs that would have once been soft and warm, are frozen brittle, each fine hair a needle of ice. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 767 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 772 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 769 S #769 A Snowed-in Roasting Pit~ ~ &wAlthough bitterly cold now, this room shows all the signs of having once been filled with blasting heat. Smoke and soot have been preserved in the ice-coated walls, making every surface black and glossy as ink. A large fire pit lies abandoned to snow and ash, an unidentifiable carcass still suspended on a spit above it. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 768 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 771 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 770 R M 0 706 30 769 R M 0 706 30 769 S #770 Lower Part of the Southwest Stair~ ~ &wCurving stone walls hide any view of the upper stair, only strange shadows can be seen casting their darkness upon the stone floor. The creaking of the castle's foundation echoes loudly in this space, the stones grey and bent as old men, complaining at the weight and bitter cold. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 769 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 722 S #771 Seamstresses' Corner ~ ~ &wPieces of clothing and fabric are hung from clotheslines, making this little corner seem sheltered and private. Here must have been where the women gathered to sew and gossip, small stools standing powdered with snow as if cushioned. Various knitting and sewing needles lie strewn about, glistening brightly amongst splinters of ice. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 772 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 773 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 769 S #772 Bard's Retreat~ ~ &wThe resting place of the bards and poets, this room is filled with musical instruments and basic props. A fine smattering of hay carpets the area, though the arctic temperature has frozen it, making it seem as if the floor was overlaid with sparkling gold. Old scrolls and storybooks lie piled against the walls, their contents forever sealed in ice. ~ 1 4 1 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 771 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 768 S #773 A Cracked Corridor~ ~ &wAncient stone creaks and groans under the weight of the castle, the strain of it visibly cracking several of the bricks. Bright blossoms of ice spring from the fissures, further compromising the strength of these corridors, a low painful moan echoing down its length. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 774 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 771 S #774 A Crumbling Corridor~ ~ &wPieces of stonework are slowly crumbling from the ceiling and walls, piles of powdered brick mingling with the layers of snow and dust here. Veins of ice run shimmering down the length of the corridor, filling the place with fragile incandescent light. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 777 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 775 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 773 R M 0 706 30 774 S #775 Servants' Sleeping Quarters~ ~ &wPiles of blankets and linen lie discarded here, fresh layers of white puffy snow making the place appear cozier than the chill air allows. Feathery snowflakes drift lazily from the ceiling, an occasional glimmering shard of ice tinkling as it shatters on the floor. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 776 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 774 S #776 Lower Part of the Southeast Stair~ ~ &wA chasm yawns blackly overhead, the stair winding around so that its destination cannot be seen. An unnatural darkness seems to grip this little corner, as if it were bathed in the shadow of some unseen entity. A faint breeze rustles uneasily around the walls, hushing and whispering through the crevasses. ~ 1 4 1 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 775 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 706 S #777 A Whispering Corridor~ ~ &wHushed and dreary, this corridor flickers subtly as if lit with blue fire, sparkles of color reflecting in the solid ice that coats its walls. Whispering echoes travel down the length of this tunnel, stirring the few tufts of plant life that grow amongst the cracked stone, cobwebs fluttering forlornly. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 780 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 779 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 774 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 778 S #778 The Steward's Room~ ~ &wGlistening wetly with frost and dewy moisture, the whole room glistens brightly. This place is richly and regally decorated, only the finest woods and tapestries adorning the walls. A dark crimson rug lays upon the stone floor, frozen into place with black glossy ice. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 777 S #779 Healer's Abode~ ~ &wThe air here is crisp and fresh, cool breezes subtly refreshing as they sigh through the room. An azure glow fills the room with soothing light, frozen crystalline patterns decorating the walls and floor, traced with delicate, invisible fingers. ~ 1 4 1 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 777 R M 0 706 30 779 S #780 A Corridor of Shadows~ ~ &wThe dark walls bow low as if hunched, meeting together in the wide arching structure of this corridor. Large tufts of moss and bracken spring out here and there from the fissures in the wall, their black shadows reaching like skeletal hands across the white carpeted snow. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 783 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 777 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 781 R M 0 706 30 780 S #781 Priest's Chamber~ ~ &wThis pale, spacious room is filled with a holy glow, sparkling facets of ice casting rays of brightness about the place as if lit by celestial lights. Silver threads of cobweb and dust dance lazily in the breeze, catching the light and glimmering like strands of angel's hair. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 780 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 782 R M 0 706 30 781 S #782 The Treasury~ ~ &wThick white snow shrouds this entire room, as if to conceal the treasures beneath. Piles of gold and gems glint subtly beneath their icy veil, glowing warmly like dying embers. Rich hues of ruby and emerald dance in the light, rays of prismatic color washing over the walls. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 781 R M 0 706 30 782 S #783 Keep of the Dungeon~ ~ &wThis granite room glowers with a strange menace, as if an evil presence watched over it from the shadows. Dark wood, and cruel glinting metal make up the furnishings, even darker shadows flickering from some unnatural light source. The air is chill, but colder than one would expect from mere ice and snow. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 784 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 780 S #784 A Misty Dungeon~ ~ &wThe forlorn grey of this corridor is made even more despondent by the cool droplets of mist that float aimlessly here. The ground is shiny with translucent puddles of ice, and specks of dust sparkle amongst the darkness like tiny stars in an ocean of cold, black hopelessness. ~ 1 4 1 D0 ~ ~ 0 -1 786 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 783 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 785 S #785 A Blood-splattered Cell~ ~ &wBright splatters of blood blossom from the walls and floor, preserved in sparkling ice as though the room was decorated with ruby gems. Darker crimson and black stains underlay the red, evidence of many forgotten victims passing through here, lost to torture and grief. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 784 D5 ~ ~ 0 -1 791 R M 0 706 30 785 S #786 Dungeon of Tears~ ~ &wSorrow weighs heavy in the air, low despairing moans rumbling through the stone, and a biting chill permeates the place. Frozen icicles hang jagged from the ceiling, twinkling droplets dangling from their tips like everlasting tears. Subtle shudders rack the walls and floor every now and again, as if the place itself were weeping. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 788 D2 ~ ~ 0 -1 784 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 787 S #787 A Haunted Prison Cell~ ~ &wSoft whispering voices waft through the air here, stirring shadows and glimmers of light that writhe upon the icy walls as if trying to escape. Gentle breezes shift unnaturally in the near silence, as if ancient ghosts were still breathing in the darkness, or pacing away the time. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 786 R M 0 706 30 787 S #788 The Lower Part of the North East Stair~ ~ &wThe deepest part of a long winding stair, the atmosphere here is especially heavy, and the air numbingly cold. Low creaks and groans echo overhead, as if someone were perpetually walking up and down. Delicate tendrils of webbing flutter from the walls, grasping at anything that passes. ~ 1 4 1 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 786 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 711 R M 0 706 30 788 S #789 A Frozen Kitchen~ ~ &wBrutally cold, the air here is filled with a moist fog, swirling about the place as if stirred by ghosts. A cold light fills the place, every icy surface giving off a lustrous hue, as if lit by some strange magic. A long chopping counter extends from this room into the west, shrouded with snow and dust. ~ 1 4 1 D1 ~ ~ 0 -1 790 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 763 S #790 A Blustery Buttery~ ~ &wA strange wind whips about this storage room, clinking and clanging against the bottles and barrels that lie here, as if a ghost was rattling its chains. Powdered butts of beer stand against the walls, shrouded in deep layers of snow, and scattered shards of glass lie sprinkled across the floor, along with frozen droplets of wine. ~ 1 4 1 D3 ~ ~ 0 -1 789 S #791 The Oubliette~ ~ &wCramped and dark, this room is a place where one could pass out of all memory. It appears to be nothing more than a chasm in the earth, a yawning grave for the living. Only damp, frozen soil closes in around, and above narrow iron grating offers the only glimpse of light. ~ 1 4 1 D4 ~ ~ 0 -1 785 S #799 Floating in a void~ ~ ~ 1 4 1 S #0 #SHOPS 0 #REPAIRS 0 #SPECIALS S #$