Posted by Fescennine on March 7, 2000 at 20:43:06:
In Reply to: What the hell was the story? n/t posted by Macheath on March 7, 2000 at 20:28:14:
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Zeddicus faints.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Kilk gasps in astonishment.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Chaldaie shivers uncomfortably.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Elfaroth gasps in astonishment.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Chaldaie gives a round of applause.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Astillian cheers and sings... he is just BURSTING with joy!
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Astillian cheers and sings... he is just BURSTING with joy!
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv> The cuckoo pops out of the clock and chirps happily.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Kilk says 'good storie'
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv> l
> > The Tale-Telling Fire
> > A huge gray stone fireplace lies in the west wall. Small statues sit atop a
> > thick oaken mantle; their shadows dance against the wall in the fire's
> > light. The fire seems to move with a beat of its own, slow and rhythmic,
> > moving back and forth. Despite its large size the fire barely whispers a
> > crackle and its heat only surrounds you in a warm glow. Plush couches and
> > chairs surround the fire and a large rug covers the floor. As if respecting
> > the tales to be told, the noise from the rest of the inn also seems to quiet
> > and dim to a dull mutter. A painting hangs above the mantle, swirling
> > with colors. People sing and dance to the east in a cleared area. To the north more soft chairs and tables sit about while to the south lie long
> > tables stacked with food.
> >
> > [Exits: north east south]
> > A finely carved wooden bottle filled with beer beckons you to sip.
> > A dark-tinted bottle of beer is here.
> > A brightly colored cloak made from fine cloth lies here.
> > A fresh spring flows from the ground here.
> > Irxidkirkous the felar is here.
> > Kilk the svirfnebli is here.
> > Chaldaie the elf is here.
> > Indis the arial is here.
> > Astillian the elf is here.
> > A few lines of poetry are scrawled on the wall here.
> > Zeddicus the felar is resting here.
> > Elfaroth the half-elf is resting here.
> > A stout dwarf bouncer hefts his cudgel and looks for trouble.
> > Resting in a deep chair by the fire an ancient dwarf opens his eyes and
> > motions for you to sit and listen to a tale.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Irxidkirkous nods.
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> > Poetry says 'As long and involved as that tale was, it wasn't quite what I was looking for in the contest.'
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> >
> > Zeddicus says 'even with the absence of egg people.. very scary..'
> >
> > <100%hp 100%m 100%mv>
> >
> > Poetry says 'Thank you for sharing all your tales, everyone.'