Czeska
10-27-2005, 02:14 PM
>look
[Luukos' Gullet, Quiet Niche]
Wide overhanging stalactites shelter this quiet spot. Thick moss grows heartily along the walls and ceiling. A damp breeze blows through, as soothing as the gale outside is unwholesome, and every now and then a drop of crystal clear water falls from a tuft of moss into a perfectly round natural basin in the floor. The smooth surface of the little pool ripples for only a moment, and then returns to a calming stillness. You also see a smoky fire wyrdling, a carved stone basin, a sheer rock wall and a smooth stone chute.
Obvious exits: none
The fire wyrdling glances around the room, its eyes gleaming intelligently.
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The fire wyrdling examines a carved stone basin curiously.
>loo in basin
>
There is nothing in there.
You chuckle at a smoky fire wyrdling!
>
The fire wyrdling examines a carved stone basin curiously.
>
A smoky fire wyrdling exclaims, "Mine!"
>
You hiss at the wyrdling.
>
You say, "I'm waiting for mana."
You wave your hand in a dismissive gesture.
>
The fire wyrdling stares at you.
You glance at a smoky fire wyrdling.
You stick out your tongue.
>
The fire wyrdling snickers.
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
You say, "Now, I don't even use the vials."
You ponder.
You say, "But you tempt me to hoarde them."
The fire wyrdling dashes off.
You cackle!
[Luukos' Gullet, Quiet Niche]
Wide overhanging stalactites shelter this quiet spot. Thick moss grows heartily along the walls and ceiling. A damp breeze blows through, as soothing as the gale outside is unwholesome, and every now and then a drop of crystal clear water falls from a tuft of moss into a perfectly round natural basin in the floor. The smooth surface of the little pool ripples for only a moment, and then returns to a calming stillness. You also see a smoky fire wyrdling, a carved stone basin, a sheer rock wall and a smooth stone chute.
Obvious exits: none
The fire wyrdling glances around the room, its eyes gleaming intelligently.
>
The fire wyrdling examines a carved stone basin curiously.
>loo in basin
>
There is nothing in there.
You chuckle at a smoky fire wyrdling!
>
The fire wyrdling examines a carved stone basin curiously.
>
A smoky fire wyrdling exclaims, "Mine!"
>
You hiss at the wyrdling.
>
You say, "I'm waiting for mana."
You wave your hand in a dismissive gesture.
>
The fire wyrdling stares at you.
You glance at a smoky fire wyrdling.
You stick out your tongue.
>
The fire wyrdling snickers.
You laugh softly, trying to hide your amusement.
You say, "Now, I don't even use the vials."
You ponder.
You say, "But you tempt me to hoarde them."
The fire wyrdling dashes off.
You cackle!