Caiylania
02-15-2004, 05:59 AM
long.
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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You can't go there.
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Amelee grins.
>'what the............
You say, "What the............"
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Amelee giggles.
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Amelee shrugs.
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Amelee picks up a chunk of raw onion.
>l ame
You see Lady Amelee K'Trava the Harper.
She appears to be a Sylvankind of the Fresiawn D'ahranal.
She appears to be young and very tall. She has tilted grey-green eyes and ivory skin. She has waist length, deep red hair with lighter streaks. She has a heart-shaped face, a small nose and slightly pointed ears.
She has a lustrous gold ring in her lip.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a chunk of raw onion in her right hand.
She is wearing a gold ring, a translucent blue glaes fishbowl, a gold-bladed pristine white fan, a crystal amulet, a bell-trimmed golden silk veil hung from a burnished golden circlet, some silken leather-soled sandals, a thick gold necklace, some fingerless gold lace gloves, a gold silk single-strapped gown, some soft white elven leather covered with silver runes, a gold filigree ankle bracelet, a horn-handled modwir harp case, an opalescent glass bottle, some white feathered angel wings, a golden spidersilk purse, a keg-incised black badge, an embroidered white silk pack, an embroidered satin thigh sheath, a golden-tinged pink rose, and a pair of pearl earrings.
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You hear an odd, wet, licking sound coming from close by. You can't help but feel a bit unnerved by it.
>'What was that about?
You ask, "What was that about?"
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Amelee says, "One just appeared in front of me..and than a whole lot of em came ."
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Amelee blinks.
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Amelee asks, "Licking?"
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Amelee shivers.
>search
You don't find anything of interest here.
Roundtime: 10 sec.
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Amelee searches around for a moment.
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Amelee takes a bite of her raw onion.
R>snort
Amelee takes a bite of her raw onion.
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You make a horrendous warthog-like noise.
R>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee sticks out her tongue.
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Amelee taps her foot impatiently.
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[Zacarus (subdued)]: "anyone wanna hunt dirges,spiders,hobgoblins with me"
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Amelee laughs!
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>'w??????????????
You ask, "W??????????????"
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Amelee says, "Oh lord."
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Amelee exclaims, "Ye see!"
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Amelee giggles.
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[Kagetorak (subdued)]: "anybody know where I can get a skinnin knife?"
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Amelee says, "As soon as I picked one up and ate it, more sprouted up...like its mockin me, darin me to eat em all...theres no other way to get rid of em."
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Amelee's spirit appears to be lifted by the singing.
Amelee renews her songs.
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Amelee gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee searches around for a moment.
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The light blue glow leaves Amelee.
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[Kaltar (subdued)]: "I picked one up at the Erithrian tent east of the bridge. Seems to be of high quality"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Amelee grins.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Lady Amelee just went south.
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[Kagetorak (subdued)]: "east of the bridge?"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Great Lord Pudgee just arrived.
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Great Lord Pudgee just went south.
>'what is going oN????????
You ask, "What is going oN????????"
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Obvious paths: south
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[A Quiet Path]
A stray breeze trails through from the north, carrying with it the scent of lavender and, oddly, grilled rolton. Though many might ponder this strange combination of fragrances, the truly remarkable aspect of this quiet path lies in the regal beauty of the ancient trees whose branches reach out overhead, offering welcome to all who pass. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a roped-off clearing, a grey stone walkway and a shaded path.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: north, south
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
>'what is going on?
A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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You ask, "What is going on?"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Obvious paths: south
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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Lady Amelee just arrived.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
>report there are onions invading the heartstone area........... what is going on??
Kiriane just arrived.
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REPORT should only be used to notify the GemStone IV staff of emergency situations or gamewide technical errors. Please use ASSIST for general support.
Message sent to all online game staff. While no staff members are currently on duty, there are likely to be several lurking behind the scenes to investigate your report. If you feel the need to speak with the staff, please type ASSIST for a list of options.
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Amelee says, "They find it entertaining..or it..or whatever."
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Amelee giggles.
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Kiriane just went south.
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A small voice somewhere nearby exclaims, "OW! Watch it, buddy!"
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Amelee laughs!
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Amelee asks, "Only one?"
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Amelee blinks.
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Panathinaikos just arrived.
>flail
A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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You flail your arms about.
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Panathinaikos's jaw drops.
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Amelee giggles.
>'what is going oN??????????
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You ask, "What is going oN??????????"
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos says, "By the gods."
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Panathinaikos says, "That's a lot of onion."
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Amelee says, "There have been a few in town earlier."
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Panathinaikos says, "And now it disapeared."
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Amelee blinks.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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You hear a sudden gasp, followed by a faint, terrified whimper!
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* Rasko just bit the dust!
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Panathinaikos removes a bright sapphire-hilted longsword from in his clasped black greatcloak.
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Amelee blinks.
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Amelee says, "Whimper."
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "To the armory! An invasion of onions!"
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Panathinaikos raises his sapphire-hilted longsword in triumph!
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Amelee furrows her brow.
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "My eyes!"
>'No joke
Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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You say, "No joke."
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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Panathinaikos falls over.
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Panathinaikos rolls around on the ground.
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
>shake head
Panathinaikos stands up.
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You shake your head.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Firfriend just arrived.
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[A Quiet Path]
A stray breeze trails through from the north, carrying with it the scent of lavender and, oddly, grilled rolton. Though many might ponder this strange combination of fragrances, the truly remarkable aspect of this quiet path lies in the regal beauty of the ancient trees whose branches reach out overhead, offering welcome to all who pass. You also see a roped-off clearing, a grey stone walkway and a shaded path.
Obvious paths: north, south
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the Firfriend disk, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Firfriend, Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos scratches his head.
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Panathinaikos just went south.
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Firfriend slides a gold ring off his finger.
>'They are gone
You say, "They are gone."
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You notice a disturbance by a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos just arrived.
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Amelee beams!
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "No!"
>'not again
You say, "Not again."
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Amelee says, "There it is."
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Amelee says, "Thats how it started the first time."
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Firfriend just went south.
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Panathinaikos picks up a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos takes a bite of his raw onion.
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Amelee gawks at Panathinaikos.
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Panathinaikos sniffs.
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Panathinaikos says, "It's not that bad."
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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Amelee says, "Here we go."
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee giggles.
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "I'll save you!"
>'oh mno
You say, "Oh mno."
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Panathinaikos takes a bite of his raw onion.
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Panathinaikos falls over.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee rolls Panathinaikos over.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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The buzz of thoughts in your mind subsides.
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Panathinaikos says, "Wee.."
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
>l pana
You see Panathinaikos.
He appears to be a Halfling.
He appears to be very young and average height. He has bloodshot pink albino eyes and olive skin. He has raggedly cut, frizzy jet black hair streaked with silver. He has a wrinkled face, a bulbous nose and thick bushy eyebrows.
He has a scampering squirrel tattoo on his neck.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a bright sapphire-hilted longsword in his right hand.
He is wearing a beryl-inset pewter talisman, some dark silver-trimmed leathers with a foaming mug of ale stitched on each shoulder, an intricately etched imflass targe, a steel treasure chest pin, a diminutive yellow glaes fishbowl, a jam-stained dark suede satchel, a dark leather locksmith's toolkit, a gold star clasped black greatcloak, a water-filled sea serpent pin, a wiregrass anklet, a crystal amulet, a little round mirror, a red squirrel molded leather sheath, a gleaming fire opal earring, and a gold ring.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos nods.
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Amelee asks, "Whered the lil onion spirit go? why did it whimper in terror?"
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Panathinaikos says, "There we go."
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Amelee works her fingers under her golden silk veil and scratches her head.
>'I dunno
You say, "I dunno."
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Panathinaikos stretches one arm along his side and props up his head with the other hand.
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Panathinaikos screams!
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos picks up a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee giggles.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee laughs!
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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>stare pana
You stare at Panathinaikos.
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Amelee says, "If you try and eat em, they just come back."
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos says, "I think...I'm getting sick."
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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You can't go there.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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Amelee grins.
>'what the............
You say, "What the............"
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Amelee giggles.
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Amelee shrugs.
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Amelee picks up a chunk of raw onion.
>l ame
You see Lady Amelee K'Trava the Harper.
She appears to be a Sylvankind of the Fresiawn D'ahranal.
She appears to be young and very tall. She has tilted grey-green eyes and ivory skin. She has waist length, deep red hair with lighter streaks. She has a heart-shaped face, a small nose and slightly pointed ears.
She has a lustrous gold ring in her lip.
She is in good shape.
She is holding a chunk of raw onion in her right hand.
She is wearing a gold ring, a translucent blue glaes fishbowl, a gold-bladed pristine white fan, a crystal amulet, a bell-trimmed golden silk veil hung from a burnished golden circlet, some silken leather-soled sandals, a thick gold necklace, some fingerless gold lace gloves, a gold silk single-strapped gown, some soft white elven leather covered with silver runes, a gold filigree ankle bracelet, a horn-handled modwir harp case, an opalescent glass bottle, some white feathered angel wings, a golden spidersilk purse, a keg-incised black badge, an embroidered white silk pack, an embroidered satin thigh sheath, a golden-tinged pink rose, and a pair of pearl earrings.
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You hear an odd, wet, licking sound coming from close by. You can't help but feel a bit unnerved by it.
>'What was that about?
You ask, "What was that about?"
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Amelee says, "One just appeared in front of me..and than a whole lot of em came ."
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Amelee blinks.
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Amelee asks, "Licking?"
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Amelee shivers.
>search
You don't find anything of interest here.
Roundtime: 10 sec.
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Amelee searches around for a moment.
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Amelee takes a bite of her raw onion.
R>snort
Amelee takes a bite of her raw onion.
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You make a horrendous warthog-like noise.
R>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee sticks out her tongue.
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Amelee taps her foot impatiently.
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[Zacarus (subdued)]: "anyone wanna hunt dirges,spiders,hobgoblins with me"
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Amelee laughs!
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>'w??????????????
You ask, "W??????????????"
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Amelee says, "Oh lord."
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Amelee exclaims, "Ye see!"
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Amelee giggles.
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[Kagetorak (subdued)]: "anybody know where I can get a skinnin knife?"
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Amelee says, "As soon as I picked one up and ate it, more sprouted up...like its mockin me, darin me to eat em all...theres no other way to get rid of em."
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Amelee's spirit appears to be lifted by the singing.
Amelee renews her songs.
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Amelee gazes in wonder at her surroundings.
>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee searches around for a moment.
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The light blue glow leaves Amelee.
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[Kaltar (subdued)]: "I picked one up at the Erithrian tent east of the bridge. Seems to be of high quality"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Amelee grins.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Lady Amelee just went south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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[Kagetorak (subdued)]: "east of the bridge?"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Great Lord Pudgee just arrived.
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Great Lord Pudgee just went south.
>'what is going oN????????
You ask, "What is going oN????????"
>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Obvious paths: south
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[A Quiet Path]
A stray breeze trails through from the north, carrying with it the scent of lavender and, oddly, grilled rolton. Though many might ponder this strange combination of fragrances, the truly remarkable aspect of this quiet path lies in the regal beauty of the ancient trees whose branches reach out overhead, offering welcome to all who pass. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a roped-off clearing, a grey stone walkway and a shaded path.
Also here: Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: north, south
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
>'what is going on?
A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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You ask, "What is going on?"
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading north.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Obvious paths: south
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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Lady Amelee just arrived.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
>report there are onions invading the heartstone area........... what is going on??
Kiriane just arrived.
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REPORT should only be used to notify the GemStone IV staff of emergency situations or gamewide technical errors. Please use ASSIST for general support.
Message sent to all online game staff. While no staff members are currently on duty, there are likely to be several lurking behind the scenes to investigate your report. If you feel the need to speak with the staff, please type ASSIST for a list of options.
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Amelee says, "They find it entertaining..or it..or whatever."
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Amelee giggles.
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Kiriane just went south.
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A small voice somewhere nearby exclaims, "OW! Watch it, buddy!"
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Amelee laughs!
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A chunk of raw onion suddenly slides off, heading south.
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Amelee asks, "Only one?"
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Amelee blinks.
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Panathinaikos just arrived.
>flail
A chunk of raw onion just slid into the area.
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You flail your arms about.
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Panathinaikos's jaw drops.
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Amelee giggles.
>'what is going oN??????????
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You ask, "What is going oN??????????"
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos says, "By the gods."
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Panathinaikos says, "That's a lot of onion."
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Amelee says, "There have been a few in town earlier."
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Panathinaikos says, "And now it disapeared."
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Amelee blinks.
>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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You hear a sudden gasp, followed by a faint, terrified whimper!
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* Rasko just bit the dust!
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Panathinaikos removes a bright sapphire-hilted longsword from in his clasped black greatcloak.
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Amelee blinks.
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Amelee says, "Whimper."
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "To the armory! An invasion of onions!"
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Panathinaikos raises his sapphire-hilted longsword in triumph!
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Amelee furrows her brow.
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "My eyes!"
>'No joke
Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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You say, "No joke."
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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Panathinaikos falls over.
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Panathinaikos rolls around on the ground.
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
>shake head
Panathinaikos stands up.
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You shake your head.
>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Firfriend just arrived.
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[A Quiet Path]
A stray breeze trails through from the north, carrying with it the scent of lavender and, oddly, grilled rolton. Though many might ponder this strange combination of fragrances, the truly remarkable aspect of this quiet path lies in the regal beauty of the ancient trees whose branches reach out overhead, offering welcome to all who pass. You also see a roped-off clearing, a grey stone walkway and a shaded path.
Obvious paths: north, south
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see the Firfriend disk, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Firfriend, Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos scratches his head.
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Panathinaikos just went south.
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Firfriend slides a gold ring off his finger.
>'They are gone
You say, "They are gone."
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You notice a disturbance by a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos just arrived.
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Amelee beams!
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "No!"
>'not again
You say, "Not again."
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Amelee says, "There it is."
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Panathinaikos lunges forth and ambushes an unsuspecting raw onion mercilessly but to little effect.
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Amelee says, "Thats how it started the first time."
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Firfriend just went south.
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Panathinaikos picks up a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos takes a bite of his raw onion.
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Amelee gawks at Panathinaikos.
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Panathinaikos sniffs.
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Panathinaikos says, "It's not that bad."
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Panathinaikos bursts into tears!
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Amelee says, "Here we go."
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Amelee giggles.
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Panathinaikos exclaims, "I'll save you!"
>'oh mno
You say, "Oh mno."
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Panathinaikos takes a bite of his raw onion.
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Panathinaikos falls over.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee rolls Panathinaikos over.
>l
Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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The buzz of thoughts in your mind subsides.
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Panathinaikos says, "Wee.."
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
>l pana
You see Panathinaikos.
He appears to be a Halfling.
He appears to be very young and average height. He has bloodshot pink albino eyes and olive skin. He has raggedly cut, frizzy jet black hair streaked with silver. He has a wrinkled face, a bulbous nose and thick bushy eyebrows.
He has a scampering squirrel tattoo on his neck.
He is in good shape.
He is holding a bright sapphire-hilted longsword in his right hand.
He is wearing a beryl-inset pewter talisman, some dark silver-trimmed leathers with a foaming mug of ale stitched on each shoulder, an intricately etched imflass targe, a steel treasure chest pin, a diminutive yellow glaes fishbowl, a jam-stained dark suede satchel, a dark leather locksmith's toolkit, a gold star clasped black greatcloak, a water-filled sea serpent pin, a wiregrass anklet, a crystal amulet, a little round mirror, a red squirrel molded leather sheath, a gleaming fire opal earring, and a gold ring.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos nods.
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Amelee asks, "Whered the lil onion spirit go? why did it whimper in terror?"
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Panathinaikos says, "There we go."
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Amelee works her fingers under her golden silk veil and scratches her head.
>'I dunno
You say, "I dunno."
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Panathinaikos stretches one arm along his side and props up his head with the other hand.
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Panathinaikos screams!
>l
[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos picks up a chunk of raw onion.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee giggles.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Amelee laughs!
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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Panathinaikos manages to take a bite of a chunk of raw onion, which is on the ground.
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>stare pana
You stare at Panathinaikos.
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Amelee says, "If you try and eat em, they just come back."
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[Hearthstone, Courtyard]
Before you stands a grand old manor, framed by huge willows to the east and west. The elegant trees sway gently in the moonlight, dappling the cobblestone courtyard with ever-shifting patterns of light and dark. Snippets of conversation drift away from the long porch stretching along the full width of the great old house, as several guests enjoy the hospitality and ambience of this fine hideaway. You also see a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, a chunk of raw onion, the porch steps and a hollow tree stump.
Also here: Panathinaikos who is lying down, Lady Amelee
Obvious paths: south
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Panathinaikos says, "I think...I'm getting sick."