The Dhask, the Dhask, the Dhask is on Fire...

[Hips]

Or, why Issalya > Dhask.



Also here: a stunned Dhask who is lying down
Obvious paths: east, west
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You glance at Dhask.
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You act puzzled.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You roll Dhask over.
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Dhask gazes up into the heavens.
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Dhask cowers.
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You giggle.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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A roaring ball of fire streaks through the air and strikes Dhask!
... 5 points of damage!
Minor burns to chest. That hurts a bit.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Your face goes blank.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You glance upward.
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A roaring ball of fire streaks through the air and strikes Dhask!
... 10 points of damage!
Burst of flames to chest toasts skin nicely.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You softly say, "As long as it's hitting you and not me."
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You adopt an agreeable expression.
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Dhask yells, "She's yours!"
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You look about with a puzzled expression on your face.
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Dhask yells, "I give you to her!!!"
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Dhask yells, "Gods of fire!"
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You softly say, "I'm not a fire wizard."
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A final wisp of smoke curls up and away from Dhask as his clothing stops smoldering.
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You softly say, "I'm an air wizard."
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Dhask points up.
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You waggle your fingers mystically at Dhask!
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Your hands glow with power as you invoke the phrase for Minor Shock...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Dhask.
You hurl a surge of electricity at Dhask, causing a crackling halo of static to swirl about his head, standing all his hair straight on end. How silly!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
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You giggle.
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You roll Dhask over.
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Your plumed peacock tattoo grows increasingly more restless as it mills about. Finally, it gathers itself and disappears into one of your cream suede slippers.
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Flames suddenly erupt around Naos, igniting him instantly!
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The flames surrounding Dhask flare up and sear his skin!

... 25 points of damage!
Flames burn neck into a bubbling mass of flesh. Forget lunch.
He is stunned!
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The flames surrounding Dhask flare up and sear his skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to right hand. Gonna need lots of butter.
The flames surrounding Dhask flicker and die out.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You glance at Dhask.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Dhask shrieks in panic, trembling and flailing on the ground!
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You take a moment to observe everything you can about Dhask, storing the details away for possible future use.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Your hands glow with power as you invoke the phrase for Minor Water...
Your spell is ready.
You gesture at Dhask.
Water sprays forth and scours Dhask clean!
A large splash of water drenches Dhask from head to toe!
Cast Roundtime 3 Seconds.
(Forcing stance down to guarded)
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You hum a random, wandering tune.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Cristah just arrived.
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Cristah asks, "Comfy?"
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Dhask shrieks in panic, trembling and flailing on the ground!
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Dhask shakes his head.
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Cristah says, "Nope."
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You nod to Cristah.
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You softly say, "Quite."
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You see Dhask the Fortune Seeker.
He appears to be a Human from Chastonia.
He appears to be young and robust and average height. He has keen icy blue eyes and subtly tanned skin. He has shoulder length, unruly midnight black hair with a few erratic locks falling over his right eye. He has a lightly stubbled face and a scar that runs from his nose to his upper lip.
He has a tattooed blackened fiery mark under each eye, and a shoulder-to-knuckle series of lich qyn'arj tattoos on his arm.
He has a fractured and bleeding right hand, deep lacerations across his chest, minor cuts and bruises on his abdominal area, deep gashes and serious bleeding from his back, and snapped bones and serious bleeding from the neck.
He is bleeding profusely from the neck, slightly from the back, and profusely from the chest.
He is wearing a deeply hooded shadowy grey cloak, a one-eyed black crow charm, an obsidian-bound snakeskin Adventurer's Guild badge, a sleek leather backsheath, a shadowy grey leather tunic, a bright gold ring, a trailing dark red silken sash with a single blade peeking out, a low-slung leather sling, an ancient shadow-hued loop, a frayed burlap sack, a pair of black linen pantaloons, some matte ebon leather boots, and a small coiled horned viper.
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Cristah grins.
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Flames suddenly erupt around Naos, igniting him instantly!
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Dhask rolls around on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire that surrounds him.
>l at naos
I could not find what you were referring to.
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Dhask rolls around on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire that surrounds him.
The flames surrounding Dhask flare up and sear his skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to right hand. Gonna need lots of butter.
He is stunned!
You giggle.
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[Velathae, North Sunrise Road]
Sturdy-looking wood and brick houses line the southern portion of the road, each adorned with its own fence and lantern post. A series of stained wooden barrels rests across from the homes, though many have corroded and rotted with exposure to the elements. You also see a green door carved with leaves and acorns.
Also here: Cristah, a stunned Dhask who is lying down
Obvious paths: east, west
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Cristah says, "Goodness."
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Dhask rolls around on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire that surrounds him.
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The flames surrounding Dhask flare up and sear his skin!

... 15 points of damage!
Burst of flames to right eye incinerates eyelid. Gruesome.
He is stunned!
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The flames surrounding Dhask flicker and die out.
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You glance at Dhask.
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Cristah asks, "Who did he make mad?"
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You softly say, "Gross."
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You softly say, "He tried to steal from me."
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You nod to Cristah.
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Dhask shrieks!
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Cristah says, "I see."
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Cristah says, "Good going."
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You softly say, "This is his divine retribution."
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Cristah grins at you.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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You set about preparing yourself to be as presentable as possible.
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You hum a random, wandering tune.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Smoke continues to rise from Dhask as his clothes smolder.
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Cristah says, "I like that."
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Cristah waves.
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Cristah just went east.
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You ponder the meaning of Dhask's existence.
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Linsyl just arrived.
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Linsyl meditates over Dhask.
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Linsyl takes all of Dhask's blood loss.
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Dhask falls forward on his knees and grovels before Linsyl begging him for mercy and kindness!
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Linsyl squints at Dhask.
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Linsyl meditates over Dhask.
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Linsyl takes Dhask's abdomen damage.
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Linsyl shrugs his shoulders, lifting his wings slightly.
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Speaking softly to Linsyl, you say, "This is what he gets for trying to steal from me."
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You fold your arms over your chest.
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Linsyl murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Linsyl concentrates.
Linsyl's abdomen looks better.
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Linsyl blinks at you.
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Speaking to you, Linsyl asks, "You did this?"
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You shake your head.
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Linsyl rummages through a bone-clasped forest green backpack searching with intent, but it quickly becomes apparent he's not got a clue where to look.
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Linsyl removes a short sword from in his forest green backpack.
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You softly say, "Divine retribution."
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Linsyl points his short sword at you.
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Flames suddenly erupt around Linsyl, igniting him instantly!
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You gaze up into the heavens.
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Linsyl screams in agony as the flames continue to burn the flesh from his bones.
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Linsyl screams in agony as the flames continue to burn the flesh from his bones.
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You smirk at Linsyl.
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The flames surrounding Linsyl flare up and sear his skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to chest make you wish you never heard of heartburn.
He is stunned!
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Dhask cringes.
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The flames surrounding Linsyl flare up and sear his skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to right leg. Gonna need lots of butter.
He is knocked to the ground!
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Linsyl screams in agony as the flames continue to burn the flesh from his bones.
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Linsyl screams in agony as the flames continue to burn the flesh from his bones.
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Linsyl screams in agony as the flames continue to burn the flesh from his bones.
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Dhask begins to frantically roll Linsyl around on the ground trying to put out the flames!
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Dhask fails to put out the flames surrounding Linsyl!
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The flames surrounding Linsyl flicker and die out.
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Dhask rolls Linsyl over.
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Dhask rolls Linsyl over.
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Linsyl makes a wheezing sound.
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Linsyl makes a wheezing sound.
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Dhask rubs his chin thoughtfully.
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Linsyl murmurs a simple, mystical chant...
Linsyl concentrates.
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Smoke continues to rise from Linsyl as his clothes smolder.
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Linsyl stands up.
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Linsyl sighs.
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Smoke continues to rise from Linsyl as his clothes smolder.
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Linsyl squints at you.
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Linsyl flutters his wings at Dhask.
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Smoke continues to rise from Linsyl as his clothes smolder.
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You run a hand through your long pale silver hair, trying to make yourself presentable.

[Satira]

HAHAHA.

[Atlanteax]

(chuckle)

Seems everyone was quite fine with him burning in damnation for being a thief.

[Meges]

Flames suddenly erupt around Naos, igniting him instantly!
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Dhask rolls around on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire that surrounds him.
>l at naos
I could not find what you were referring to.


Nice one...


Meges

[The Ponzzz]

Much hate!!

Too bad that was attempt 6!! Though pulls 1-5 got me nothing!

[Hips]

All she ever has on her is like... acantha leaf. She wouldn't hang out around Dhask with anything more than that. :P

[The Ponzzz]

[Reunion Relics, Den]
This small room has been made into a cozy hideaway. Panels of sheer fabric in fall hues
are draped from corner to corner across the ceiling, each panel overlapping another. On a
table next to a brown suede sofa sits a glass mosaic oil lamp, giving the room a warm
light. On the wall opposite a deep golden curtain is a mural of the town of Velathae, an
autumn scene from a bygone time. You also see an etched brass sign.
Also here: Ghostly Spirit Rowynna who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

You nod to Rowynna.
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Rowynna nods to you in greeting.

You say, "Hello."

You walk over to the sofa and with a satisfying sigh, throw yourself down upon its soft

cushions.

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Rowynna says, "Good evening."

You say, "I just come for the sofa."
s>
Rowynna glances at a brown suede sofa.
s>
Rowynna says, "You may not have my sofa."

Your jaw drops.

You say, "I'm kinda shocked."

[Reunion Relics, Den]
This small room has been made into a cozy hideaway. Panels of sheer fabric in fall hues
are draped from corner to corner across the ceiling, each panel overlapping another. On a
table next to a brown suede sofa sits a glass mosaic oil lamp, giving the room a warm
light. On the wall opposite a deep golden curtain is a mural of the town of Velathae, an
autumn scene from a bygone time. You also see an etched brass sign.
Also here: Ghostly Spirit Rowynna who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

You say, "I'll give ya 17,932 silvers for it."

You see Ghostly Spirit Rowynna.
She appears to be a ghost.
Her translucent form shifts and wavers in the air currents. She is very short with
wrinkled skin, and appears to be as old as the hills. She has very long dark grey hair
worn in a loose bun at the back of her neck. She has clouded pale blue eyes with obvious
cataracts, a hooked nose, and very thin lips. The back of her skull appears to be crushed
in several places.
She is in good shape, for a spirit.
She is wearing a shapeless faded satchel, a high-collared brown cotton dress buttoned from
neck to hem, and a pair of black leather shoes buckled at the ankles.
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Rowynna says, "Well if you can carry it, perhaps we can barter."
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Rowynna nods to you.

You lie down.

You stretch one arm along your side and prop up your head with the other hand.

Rowynna squints at you.

Rowynna says, "Please remove your feet from my lap."

Rowynna says, "Before I remove your lap."

(Dhask kicks his feet up, but tries to settle them back down.)

You sit up.

You exclaim, "Find fine!"

Rowynna rises a few inches off the sofa and stares at you.

You cower.

Rowynna smiles and floats back down, settling herself with a creak onto the sofa.

You gulp.
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Rowynna twists slightly, cracking her spine. She looks much better.
s>
Rowynna says, "Now then."

You say, "This is kinda akward sitting on here with you."

You see Ghostly Spirit Rowynna.

Rowynna says, "Not awkward if you stay on your end of the sofa, dearie."

You inquire, "Should we hold hands?"
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Rowynna raises a wrinkled, arthritic claw toward you.
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Rowynna says, "If you like..."

You nod.

(Dhask takes your claw into his left hand.)

You grin happily.

Rowynna laughs softly, trying to hide her amusement.

Rowynna asks, "Did you wish any engraving or embroidering done this evening?"

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You say, "Oh, I thought we were just having a elegant little sit down tonight."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Rowynna points at an etched brass sign.

Rowynna says, "We can do both."

You seem to be on fire.

You exclaim, "Ack!"

You are in far too much agony to do that.

You fall to the ground screaming in agony!

You flail about on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames!

You fail to put out the flames.
Roundtime: 4 sec.

Rowynna stares at you.

The flames engulfing you flare up and sear your skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to back. Won't be sleeping on that for awhile.
You are stunned for 3 rounds!

You are still stunned.

Rowynna says, "That is hardly elegant."

You are still stunned.

The flames engulfing you flare up and sear your skin!

... 15 points of damage!
Burst of flames char forehead a crispy black.


The flames surrounding Dhask flicker and die out.

You roll around on the ground.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

[Reunion Relics, Den]
This small room has been made into a cozy hideaway. Panels of sheer fabric in fall hues
are draped from corner to corner across the ceiling, each panel overlapping another. On a
table next to a brown suede sofa sits a glass mosaic oil lamp, giving the room a warm
light. On the wall opposite a deep golden curtain is a mural of the town of Velathae, an
autumn scene from a bygone time. You also see an etched brass sign.
Also here: Ghostly Spirit Rowynna who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

You shriek in panic, trembling as you flail around on the ground!

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You move to a kneeling position.

You stand back up.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.
!>
Rowynna says, "Perhaps you should visit the shop down the road a piece, I believe she sells

flaming objects."

You say, "I suddenly combusted."
!>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.
!>

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.
!>
Rowynna says, "Well, it is a cold night, I suppose that's one way to fight it."
!>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You nod.

You walk over to the sofa and with a satisfying sigh, throw yourself down upon its soft

cushions.
!s>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You dust yourself off.
!s>
Rowynna glances at you.
!s>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

(Dhask coughs up smoke.)

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You manage a sad-eyed grin.

[Reunion Relics, Den]
This small room has been made into a cozy hideaway. Panels of sheer fabric in fall hues
are draped from corner to corner across the ceiling, each panel overlapping another. On a
table next to a scorched brown suede sofa sits a glass mosaic oil lamp, giving the room a
warm light. On the wall opposite a deep golden curtain is a mural of the town of Velathae,
an autumn scene from a bygone time. You also see an etched brass sign.
Also here: Ghostly Spirit Rowynna who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

The stray bits of burning clothes finally stop smoldering and go out.

Rowynna says, "I can't believe you did that."

Rowynna stares at you.

Rowynna glances at a scorched brown suede sofa.

You blink.

You say, "Oh my."

You say, "Well, I can't give ya what I was offering now."

You ask, "How's 8,952 silvers?"

You feel at full magical power again.

Rowynna shrieks at you in a cold, ear-splitting howl.

You blink.

You are stunned.

You scratch your head.

Rowynna blushes a nice shade of pink.

You say, "Your howl is quite stunning."

Rowynna says, "I apologize, I forget how scratchy my voice has become over the years."

You adopt an agreeable expression.

You do not feel drained anymore.

You ask, "So uhh... engraving, do you do weapondry?"

Rowynna says, "Perhaps, if it's suitable."

You nod.

Rowynna removes a knotted walking stick from in her faded satchel.

Rowynna leans on her stick.

You say, "That prolly means I need to give ya some, huh."

You act puzzled.

Rowynna says, "It'd be a start, aye."

You slip your hand underneath your grey leather tunic and remove a vaalorn stiletto with a

leather-wrapped grip.

You offer your vaalorn stiletto to Rowynna, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Click

CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

You groan.

You say, "Give that a nice name."

You nod.

!s>
Rowynna has accepted your offer and is now holding a vaalorn stiletto with a

leather-wrapped grip.

Rowynna tilts her vaalorn stiletto side to side, making the light play off it.

Rowynna takes a moment to observe you.

!s>
Rowynna asks, "You've nothing in mind then, lad?"

You shake your head.

Rowynna licks one long, bony finger. Its nail is pointed and yellowed, and she begins to

drag it slowly across the blade with a screech.

Rowynna offers you a vaalorn stiletto with a leather-wrapped grip. Click ACCEPT to accept
the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

You accept Rowynna's offer and are now holding a vaalorn stiletto with a leather-wrapped

grip.

In the Common language, it reads:
Dhask of Chastonia ~ Human Torch Extraordinaire

Rowynna put a knotted walking stick in her faded satchel.

You nod.
!s>
You seem to be on fire.

You say, "That brings a tear to my eye."

A pitiful whimper is all that comes out.

The flames engulfing you flare up and sear your skin!

... 20 points of damage!
Nasty burns to right hand. Gonna need lots of butter.
You are stunned for 1 round!

The flames engulfing you flare up and sear your skin!

... 25 points of damage!
Flames incinerate right leg to the bone. Not a pleasant sight.
You are knocked to the ground!
You are stunned for 5 rounds!

!SP>
The flames surrounding Dhask flicker and die out.

[Reunion Relics, Den]
This small room has been made into a cozy hideaway. Panels of sheer fabric in fall hues
are draped from corner to corner across the ceiling, each panel overlapping another. On a
table next to a charred suede sofa sits a glass mosaic oil lamp, giving the room a warm
light. On the wall opposite a deep golden curtain is a mural of the town of Velathae, an
autumn scene from a bygone time. You also see an etched brass sign.
Also here: Ghostly Spirit Rowynna who is sitting
Obvious exits: none

Rowynna groans.

Rowynna glances at a charred suede sofa.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

Rowynna exclaims, "Honestly, I should charge you double for this!"

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.
!P>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You tuck the vaalorn stiletto into an inner pocket of your grey leather tunic.

You sit up.

!sR>
Rowynna glances at you and folds her arms over her chest.
!s>
Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You gulp.

You swap your promissory note from your left to your right hand.

You offer your promissory note to Rowynna, who has 30 seconds to accept the offer. Click
CANCEL to prematurely cancel the offer.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

You cower.

You glance at a charred suede sofa.

Smoke continues to rise from you as your clothing smolders.

Rowynna glances at you and slowly exhales.

[Drakam]

Man you crack me up. I was laughing so hard I had to stop reading to compose myself.

[Shari]

That's a riot. Kinda makes me wanna go plat for that kind of interaction. You rarely see shit like that in prime.

[Poppatrunk]

Lamie makes a quick gesture while calling upon the powers of the elements...
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Lamie gestures at Ostes.
A bright luminescence surrounds Ostes.
>
Tservin says, "I have nothing around me I wanna stick something warm into."
>
Lamie recites a series of mystical phrases while raising her hands...
>
Lamie gestures at Ostes.
Glowing specks of light red energy begin to spin around Ostes.
>
Tservin frowns.
>
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[The Ponzzz]

Heh, I don't have the log, but it seems Dhask in prime got lit on fire as well! I was trying to burn the villa to the ground. And then went around closing everything, the doors, steps, stairs, people... Yea...

[The Ponzzz]

And again! In prime!

[Velathae, North Winter's Ring]
Polished brass lantern posts mark the alley that leads back down to the northwest. Fences crafted of stone and brick line the street, adorned with brightly painted signs labeled with shop or family names. You also see a smoldering fire wyrdling and a tidy white cottage.
Also here: GameMaster Sirina and other people!
Obvious paths: east, southwest, northwest

>steal siri

>
Steal from a GameMaster? That is probably not a good idea.

Your jaw drops.

You scoff.
>
Sirina glances at you.

You blink.

You manage a sad-eyed grin.

You quietly whisper to Sirina, "ALL NEW!!!"

>>I then run right now!

SEND[Sirina] ALL NEW!!!

>
You seem to be on fire.

I then burn happily on the ground!