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



#VERSION     11
#AUTHOR      Ludum~
#DERIVATIVES ~
#COLOR       0
#HTOWN       ~
#DESC        ~

#RANGES
0 0 0 0
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#SPELLLIMIT 0
#RESETMSG ~

#FLAGS
0

#CURRENCY 0

#HIGHECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1

#LOWECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1

#CLANNAME (null)~

#INFLUENCE 0

#MOBILES
#63000
first mob~
a newly created first mob~
Some god abandoned a newly created first mob here.
~
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
1073741825 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
#63099
last mob~
a newly created last mob~
Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here.
~
~
1
Clanname none~
0
0
1073741825 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
#63001
lantern~
a newly created lantern~
Some god dropped a newly created lantern here.~
~
13 1073741824 0
0 0 0 0 0 0 0
1 0 0
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 0 0
#63099
last obj~
a newly created last obj~
Some god dropped a newly created last obj here.~
~
13 1073741824 0
0 0 0 0 0 0 0
1 0 0
1
0
0
0
0
0
S 0 0
#0


#ROOMS
#63000
&zApproaching an &WOminous &cStorm &wCloud&D~
Not Assigned~
Billowing black clouds can be seen in the distance. They rise and swell with intense
raw power. Static electricity permeates the air here, as the humidity changes almost
instantaneously from swampy to arid. The swirling vortex of cloud-bank moves closer,
and it seems that the clouds themselves are forming familiar shapes. Towers, walkways,
walls, and doors slowly coalesce from the mass of atmosphere as if sculpted by an unseen
hand. The smell of rain rides on the breezes, quickly forgotten as a low rumbling of
thunder radiates through the entire terrain.
~
1 1090519040 1
D0
~
~
0 -1 63001
> entry_prog 100~
mppause 10
mpechoat $n &zA soft wisp of cumulonimbus &wcloud&z floats gently past your face...
~
> time_prog 1~
mpecho &cA breeze from the north sends shivers down your spine...
mppause 9
mpforce all shiver
~
|
S
#63001
&zThe &wCloud&z Bridge~
Not Assigned~
Approaching the massive storm front, the swirling atmosphere is sculpted into
a long bridge. A cloudy cross-walk can be seen at the other end. A fine mist floats
adrift above the bridge, shifting and swirling with the air currents coming from the
storm. A faint image of the ground can be seen miles below through the transluscent
bridge.
~
1 1090519040 1
D2
~
~
0 -1 63000
S
#63002
Floating in a void~
Not Assigned~
~
1 1073741828 1
S
#63009
Floating in a void~
Not Assigned~
~
1 1073741828 1
S
#63099
Floating in a void~
Not Assigned~
~
1 1073741828 1
S
#0


#SHOPS
0


#REPAIRS
0


#SPECIALS
S


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