circle-3.5/bin/
circle-3.5/cnf/
circle-3.5/lib/
circle-3.5/lib/etc/
circle-3.5/lib/house/
circle-3.5/lib/misc/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/A-E/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/F-J/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/K-O/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/P-T/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/U-Z/
circle-3.5/lib/plralias/ZZZ/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/A-E/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/F-J/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/K-O/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/P-T/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/U-Z/
circle-3.5/lib/plrobjs/ZZZ/
circle-3.5/lib/plrvars/A-E/
circle-3.5/lib/plrvars/F-J/
circle-3.5/lib/plrvars/K-O/
circle-3.5/lib/plrvars/P-T/
circle-3.5/lib/plrvars/U-Z/
circle-3.5/lib/text/hedit/
circle-3.5/lib/text/help/
circle-3.5/log/
circle-3.5/src/doc/
#13000
tombstone~
an old tombstone~
A home for moss and fungus to grow, a tombstone shows it's age.~
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#13001
crown eagle eyes~
an eagle eyed crown~
You are watched by the clear brown eagle eyes that set atop this crown.~
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crown eagle eyes~
   The sharp eyes that served this eagle so well, until the fateful day that a
hunter caught the eagle, now adorn this crown.  Where it not completely
immpossible you would think the eyes follow you around, as you move about the
room.  The eyes sit atop a simple crown of a metal that looks like gold and yet
is almost as hard as steel.
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#13002
bow detta dettas~
Detta's Bow~
Intricate lettering spelling the name Detta is carved on to the shaft of this bow.~
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#13003
arrow black~
a black arrow~
A black shafted arrow awaits it's chance to bite.~
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#13004
arrow red~
a red arrow~
A red shafted arrow awaits it's chance to bite.~
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#13005
arrow blue~
a blue arrow~
A blue shafted arrow awaits it's chance to bite.~
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#13006
arrow green~
a green arrow~
A green shafted arrow awaits it's chance to bite.~
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#13007
recall staff~
a recall staff~
A simple staff with only a few knots to mar it's appearance quivers anxiously.~
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#13008
note~
a torn note~
A fragment of a note blows in the breeze.~
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note~
The torn paper contains the following letter groups:
"nstructi", "Crown o" and "peek"
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#13009
mist~
a swirling mist~
The mists swirl before you.~
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mist swirling~
   The mists swirl and eddy before your eyes, obscuring your vision.  However,
they also look almost thick enough to walk in to.  It almost has enough texture
to be able to touch and feel it.  This mist is different than the others
somehow.
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#13010
mist~
a swirling mist~
The mists swirl before you.~
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mist swirling~
   The mists swirl and eddy before your eyes, obscuring your vision.  However,
they also look almost thick enough to walk in to.  It almost has enough texture
to be able to touch and feel it.  This mist is different than the others
somehow.
~
#13011
light~
a ray of light~
A ray of light penetrates the mist showing you the way out.~
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light~
   Somehow a single beam of light has managed to penetrate the eternal mist and
shadows.  The ray of light leads out and is the salvation from the emotional
turmoil of this dreary place.
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#13012
mist whip tendril~
a tendril of the wispy mist~
A tendril of the mist taken solid form awaits your touch.~
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mist whip tendril~
   Reality faded from the mists leaving a single tendril of itself in a solid
form.  The lack of stability of the mists is offset by the firmness of this
wisp.  A strong odor, almost that of old death, comes off the wisp, tearing your
nostrils, causing your eyes and sinuses to water.
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#13099
mist~
a swirling mist~
A tendril of a mist swirls from the ground up.~
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mist swirling swirl~
   This stray tendril of a mist seems to come from nowhere just as it seems to
lead nowhere.  But looks can be deceiving.  Something about the mist beckons and
draws you toward it.  Draws you in to it.  Something about it compels you to
enter the mist and prove your worth and defend your right to remain sane.
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