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Santino tries and fails>Very funny. Niewin 2009-04-11 12:25 pm 983

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mm - Saturday, April 11, 2009, 6:13 AM

[*]<1052hp 984sp 281st>
Item 'a steel sextant' is type sextant, with keywords 'steel sextant'.
A steel sextant is in excellent condition.
You are currently at position 608, 1303 in Alyria.
The sextant is a navigational tool used by the navigator of the Magencia
to pinpoint the ships location on a map. It is triangular and made of
steel, with measurement notches on the bottom piece. Considered a lucky
charm by the navigator, the sextant glows and provides reading light for the
navigator at night. You smile as you feel that this sextant will help you
guide your way around when used.

[*]<1052hp 984sp 281st>

 Trees of Krayos Mountain                               NW     N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     S      SE

^^^^^^^^-
^^^^^^^^^^^---^
^^^^^^^^^^^/---***
^^^^^^^^^^^^==--^-***
^^^^^^^^^^^^^---/-^-**
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/--==--*---
^^^^^^^^^^^^@O=^^^-------
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^--^/^----^
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/^==-^-^^
^^^^^^^^^^^^==-^--^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^--^^^^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^----
^^^^^^^^^
A fat cigar lies on the ground collecting dust.
A double corona lies along the ground.
( 2) A small piece of sushi has been left here, waiting to be consumed.
A silly-looking blue hat has been placed here.
A tightly-pressed blue suit has been draped here.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>
Santino drifts in from the east.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>

 Trees of Krayos Mountain                               NW     N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     S      SE

^^^^^^^^-
^^^^^^^^^^^---^
^^^^^^^^^^^/---***
^^^^^^^^^^^^==--^-***
^^^^^^^^^^^^^---/-^-**
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/--==--*---
^^^^^^^^^^^^@O=^^^-------
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^--^/^----^
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/^==-^-^^
^^^^^^^^^^^^==-^--^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^--^^^^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^----
^^^^^^^^^
A fat cigar lies on the ground collecting dust.
A double corona lies along the ground.
( 2) A small piece of sushi has been left here, waiting to be consumed.
A silly-looking blue hat has been placed here.
A tightly-pressed blue suit has been draped here.
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>
'Come' Santino says.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>

 Leading up to a Small Village                          -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      S      -

A small ancient path leading into a village is here against the steppes
of Krayos. There are several lumber houses off to the east, while off to
the northeast, fields of vegetation are growing abundantly. Merchants can
be seen coming and going from the village, with the intentions of selling
and buying goods. There is a small horse stall to the south which welcomes
horses to rest while their owners venture off into the busy village.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>

 Trees of Krayos Mountain                               NW     N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     S      SE

^^^^^^^^-
^^^^^^^^^^^---^
^^^^^^^^^^^/---***
^^^^^^^^^^^^==--^-***
^^^^^^^^^^^^^---/-^-**
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/--==--*---
^^^^^^^^^^^^@O=^^^-------
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^--^/^----^
^^^^^^^^^^^^^/^==-^-^^
^^^^^^^^^^^^==-^--^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^--^^^^^^
^^^^^^^^^^^----
^^^^^^^^^
A fat cigar lies on the ground collecting dust.
A double corona lies along the ground.
( 2) A small piece of sushi has been left here, waiting to be consumed.
A silly-looking blue hat has been placed here.
A tightly-pressed blue suit has been draped here.
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
Santino drifts east.
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 399st>

 Leading up to a Small Village                          -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      S      -

A small ancient path leading into a village is here against the steppes
of Krayos. There are several lumber houses off to the east, while off to
the northeast, fields of vegetation are growing abundantly. Merchants can
be seen coming and going from the village, with the intentions of selling
and buying goods. There is a small horse stall to the south which welcomes
horses to rest while their owners venture off into the busy village.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 398st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1054hp 984sp 398st>

 A Recently-Paved Road                                  -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

A path that leads deeper into the village, goes from a rough rugged path,
to a fresh newly constructed road. A large signpost is driven into the
ground, welcoming visitors to Teolaven, home in the (self-professed)
greatest thinkers in the world. Merchants and locals flow in and out in the
village, too involved in their own affairs to pay much attention to anything
else. The busiest part of Teolaven is off to the east where the aromas of
burning lumber and baking breads waft from. From the northeast comes the
smell of freshly-harvested wheat and cotton.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 496st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 496st>

 A Split In The Road                                    -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      S      SE

There is a split in the road leading from the west here. Locals stroll
by occasionally, smiling as they travel to and from their errands, visits
and sojourns. To the southeast are the storefronts which Kenave permits
merchants from around Alyria to operate, to ensure fair prices and quality
wares. The homes of the citizens of Teolaven also lie down the
freshly-tarred road to the southeast, while a tin warehouse of moderate size
is accessible through the southern alley.
A small well is here, providing water to the citizens of Teolaven.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 495st>
Santino drifts southeast.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 495st>
You swiftly stroll on to the main road in the village of Teolaven.

 A Small, Well Paved Road                               NW     N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

This small road, which is the avenue to shops, homes, and the very lives
of the local villagers, serves as the tiny hamlet's main thoroughfare.
Numerous decently-sized wooden structures line both side of the road, each
housing a different family, individual citizen, or business establishment.
Each log building has a lantern attached, illuminating the road as it wends
through the trees and steep mountain steppes.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 494st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 494st>
You casually stroll along the main road of Teolaven.

 A Small, Well Paved Road                               -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        #     -      -

This small road in the heart of Teolaven serves as the village's main
artery, as much as a village of this size can be said to have one.
Modestly-sized log homes line the road, illuminating the way with oil
lanterns that carry the smell of apples away on the breeze. Locals pass by,
uninhibited and carefree, pleased by life itself. It seems that life in the
the smaller villages is much more relaxed than in the bustling cities.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A sweeper is here, cleaning the roads of Teolaven.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 493st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 493st>

 A Small, Well Paved Road                               -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      #      -

This small, yet well-paved road in the heart of Teolaven serves as the
main artery, insomuch as a settlement of this size can have one. The road,
which is the center point of the entire village, connects homes, shops, and
all the rest together. The mountains of Krayos overshadow the populace from
every direction. Far off to the northeast, the edge of the Ghaaz jungle is
visible. Focusing inward, to the immediate south is Teolaven's finest
restaurant.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 492st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 492st>
You casually stroll along the main road of Teolaven.

 A Small, Well Paved Road                               -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> #
                                                        -      -      SE

The paved road that runs the length and breadth of the village splits off
here, continuing on west-, northeast- and southeastward. Various buildings
can be seen between the trees off of the path west, and southeast, while the
road continuation northeast leads to nothing visible except the source of
the thick black smoke that rises over the treeline. Right here, there is
the stoop and entryway to a small log cabin.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 491st>
Santino drifts northeast.

[*]<1056hp 984sp 491st>
Your blood freezes as you hear something's death cry from the northeast.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 572st>

Santino drifts in from the northeast.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 572st> You tell Santino 'lets form man, u are outlaw'
He is AWAY and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 562st>

 A Small, Well Paved Road                               -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> #
                                                        -      -      SE

The paved road that runs the length and breadth of the village splits off
here, continuing on west-, northeast- and southeastward. Various buildings
can be seen between the trees off of the path west, and southeast, while the
road continuation northeast leads to nothing visible except the source of
the thick black smoke that rises over the treeline. Right here, there is
the stoop and entryway to a small log cabin.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 562st>
'Won't let u go?' Santino asks.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 562st>
You turn white with fear at the sight of Santino!
An unreasonable, uncontrollable fear grips you!
You panic, and attempt to flee.
You journey up a narrow trail.

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
                                                        SW     -      -

The narrow trail, an offshoot of the main thoroughfare through Teolaven,
leads towards the communal village latrine, the mechanical pride and joy of
the citizenry. Though its endpoint is respected and frequently-used, the
trail leading to it is more overgrown than the rest of the village.
Following the trail back southwest leads back into the heart of Teolaven.
Some drops of blood are on the ground.
You pant and gasp, trying to catch your breath.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 561st>
Santino drifts in from the southwest.

[*]<1058hp 984sp 561st>
You sit down.

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
Santino tells you 'dood it's not cpk '

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
Santino tells you 'there's not even cpk here lol'

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
A puddle of blood is drawn into the depths of the ground.

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
You are currently in: The Mountain Village of Teolaven

Visible player(s) near you:
None.

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
Santino tells you 'asking nixie for lead...'

[*]<1060hp 984sp 628st>
You tell Santino 'nod'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1062hp 984sp 672st>
You scramble to your feet.

[*]<1062hp 984sp 672st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
                                                        SW     -      -

The narrow trail, an offshoot of the main thoroughfare through Teolaven,
leads towards the communal village latrine, the mechanical pride and joy of
the citizenry. Though its endpoint is respected and frequently-used, the
trail leading to it is more overgrown than the rest of the village.
Following the trail back southwest leads back into the heart of Teolaven.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1062hp 984sp 672st>
Santino tells you 'it's 2 rooms from here'

[*]<1062hp 984sp 672st>
Santino tells you 'ne and north'

[*]<1062hp 984sp 672st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
                                                        SW     -      -

The narrow trail, an offshoot of the main thoroughfare through Teolaven,
leads towards the communal village latrine, the mechanical pride and joy of
the citizenry. Though its endpoint is respected and frequently-used, the
trail leading to it is more overgrown than the rest of the village.
Following the trail back southwest leads back into the heart of Teolaven.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 717st>
You turn white with fear at the sight of Santino!
An unreasonable, uncontrollable fear grips you!
You panic, and attempt to flee.

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.
You pant and gasp, trying to catch your breath.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
Santino drifts in from the southwest.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
You sit down.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
Santino opens the east door.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
Santino drifts in from the east.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1064hp 984sp 716st>
You scramble to your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 753st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 753st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
Santino tells you 'see it won't let me go north'

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
Santino tells you 'i track wizen'

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
'Yes' you say.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
You sit down.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
Santino tells you 'and it says north but won't let me go'

[*]<1066hp 984sp 752st>
You tell Santino 'latrine or bathroom what do i do'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>

You focus your powers of observation on a polished-white ceramic latrine:
Item 'a polished-white ceramic latrine' is type furniture, alignment 0, made of ceramic,
has keywords 'latrine dingy toilet gnomish clay button'.
This item weighs 8 stones and 64 pebbles, and is valued at 22,525 gp.
This level 1 item has the attributes: identified insulated wont-fuse unbreakable
A polished-white ceramic latrine looks well used.
Every time you push the button on this remarkable latrine, it empties
itself. It self-cleans! Amazing! No more stinky crap-imps, no more
trowels, no more trekking off into the woods in the middle of the night
after a dinner of Beltan burritos. This is truly the future! Of course
Teolaven, as progressive as it is, is one of the first areas to have such a
mysterious, convenient contraption set up for public usage. As miraculous
as it is for the inhabitants of Teolaven, it is exponentially greater for
the travelers that pass through; in particular the ogres and half-giant
merchants on their way to Templeton, for whom this high-flush wonder is the
world.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>
Santino tells you 'push it then go west and north fast'

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>
You had better stand up first.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>
You scramble to your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 742st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 741st>
Santino is following someone else.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 741st>
'I need form' you say.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 741st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 741st>
You turn white with fear at the sight of Santino!
An unreasonable, uncontrollable fear grips you!
You panic, and attempt to flee.

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.
You pant and gasp, trying to catch your breath.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 740st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1066hp 984sp 739st>
You sit down.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
'Not working?' Santino asks.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
Santino drifts east.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
Santino drifts in from the east.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
Santino sighs.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>

 The Village Outhouse                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

The populace of the village of Teolaven recently all voted for a tax hike
to fund the installation of a communal outhouse, to hold that innovative new
gnomish invention, the pneumatic hydrolatrine. Handy for the visiting ogres
that hate having to dig a trench after every big dinner, children that are
afraid of journeying into the woods, and increasing the general olfactory
atmosphere of the village, the latrine was quite a wise investment.
A sparkling white ceramic latrine invitingly occupies a portion of the room here.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
The door slowly creaks closed.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] **Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1068hp 984sp 771st>
'She's not responding' Santino says.

[*]<1070hp 984sp 797st>
Santino says, 'But it's ok'

[*]<1070hp 984sp 797st>
Santino says, 'I'll leave'

[*]<1070hp 984sp 797st>
'When u have time someday' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 818st>
'Push it' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 818st>
'Then go west and north immediately ' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 818st>
You say, 'Im not trying to be a bitch, just protecting myself'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 818st>
Santino drifts southwest.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 818st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 835st>
Santino tells you 'it's ok'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 849st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Current Players Online
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[60 :180 F Sidhe Pries Social] Aryne [ChaoS]
[154:241 M Legend Social] Ixlone [ChaoS]
[55 :235 M Draco Shama Towne ] Slothy [.relentless.][A]
[157:241 M Legend Social] Klaus [+):SanguinE:(+][A]
[108:241 M Archon Home ] Kabaal [{Old Mofos}]
[64 :241 F Archon Castle] Nixcraft [Me > You](Quest)
[60 :120 M Elf Range Towne ] Euclid [(-NortH+)]
[60 :60 M Drow Caval Planar] Suliman [+infinity+][<Deceased>]
[7 :7 M Elf Wizrd Novice] Damasanen
[27 :87 F Elf Valky Towne ] Xelessar [/>Annwn<][A]
[60 :180 F Draco Shama Social] Cinnamon [-<N>-][A]
[28 :148 M Human Wizrd Social] Thaen [-<N>-]
[48 :108 M H-Elf Wizrd Social] Kru [-|CXXXVIII|-]
[45 :45 M Mintr Wizrd Social] Mowcow [.:Mercs:.]
[60 :240 M Hero Home ] Reaperr [.][<Debug>][WG]
[70 :241 M Archon Towne ] Balimos [/>Annwn<]
[120:241 F Archon Home ] Kayael [-+Guardians+-][A]
[59 :59 F Elf Valky Social] Yukimi [<Entropy>][A]
[94 :241 M Archon Social] Retalious [ChaoS]
[55 :55 F H-Elf Valky Social] Elyria [-+Amaunet+-]
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
[109:241 M Archon Home ] Aesir [{Old Mofos}]
[64 :241 M Archon Towne ] Morion [.relentless.]
[60 :240 F Hero Home ] Delise [-+Guardians+-][A]
[60 :240 F Hero Social] Existance [=>KnighT<=][A]
[82 :241 F Archon Clanhl] Csia [{Old Mofos}]
[60 :120 M Mintr Psion Social] Exorcist [-=+SixSicSix+=-][A]
[59 :179 F Sidhe Monk Social] Ovelia [/>Annwn<][A]
[43 :223 F Fey Rogue Home ] Angelina [-)Twilight(-][A]
[60 :60 F Mintr Rogue Castle] Stinger [---,-->{@][A]
[102:241 F Legend Social] Niky [SpiritWalk][A]
[60 :180 F Dwarf Druid Social] Sharra [(-NortH+)][A]
[87 :241 F Archon Social] Hatred [Diversity][A]
[35 :95 F Draco Barba Social] Psykotic [-)Twilight(-]
[60 :120 M Human Range Towne ] Rendarl [+)x(<F.U>)x(+]
[101:241 F Archon Social] Lonar [ChaoS][A]
[79 :241 F Archon Towne ] Wabbit [<> Crypt <>]
[101:241 M Archon Home ] Lewd [ChaoS][A]
[60 :120 F Ogre Valky Social] Furion [Diversity]
[70 :241 F Archon Social] Kaelin [/>Annwn<]
[60 :60 M Dwarf Bard Social] Bolagna [SpiritWalk]
[54 :114 M Dwarf Druid Castle] Kraggen [-|CXXXVIII|-][A]
[60 :60 M Draco Barba Social] Furyspawn [<> Crypt <>][HC][A]
[60 :120 M Gnome Palad Social] Azane [Diversity][A]
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
Santino tells you 'just gohall or recall sorry to waste ur time'
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
[60 :120 M Fey Witch Social] Evalar [-=+SixSicSix+=-]
[26 :26 F Sidhe Range Social] Bloodweiser
[72 :241 M Archon Social] Gonom [<> Crypt <>]
[80 :241 M Archon Home ] Aarons [{deviants}][A]
[60 :240 M Hero Towne ] Anguler [Me > You]
[60 :120 M Mintr Psion Wilds ] Serav [::xXx::](Quest)
[102:241 F Archon Home ] Krim [::xXx::][A]
[60 :120 F Gnome Valky ] Kanina [Diversity]
[84 :241 M Archon Social] Brodie [ChaoS]
[72 :241 M Archon Towne ] Snoogans [<> Crypt <>]
[60 :240 M Hero Isle ] Cerebro [+infinity+]
[48 :168 M H-Elf Pries Underg] Shamarah [(-NortH+)]
[60 :240 M Hero Home ] Gloli [+infinity+]
[151:241 M Legend Villge] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
[60 :120 M Human Range Social] Ardant [Diversity][A]
[74 :241 F Archon At Sea] Chemisse [SpiritWalk][GUIDE]
[60 :60 M Sidhe Caval Towne ] Aslen [Diversity][<Combat>]
[60 :180 M Draco Shama Planar] Akane [<> Crypt <>]
[53 :113 M Draco Wizrd Villge] Axelent [:/Tuireanns:]
[99 :241 M Legend Towne ] Waylander [.:Mercs:.][GUIDE]
[45 :225 M Gnome Wizrd Towne ] Kignar [-=K&D=-]
[60 :120 F H-Elf Valky Social] Ruthgul
[60 :60 F H-Elf Palad ] Daercyn [---,-->{@][<Combat>]
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:

[*]<1071hp 984sp 859st>
Santino tells you 'be back in a bit i already found someone else so u can leave'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 881st>
A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 881st>
That's not a container.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 881st>
You are carrying:
a steel sextant (new)
an unset teletrap (new)
a bottled imp
a canvas travel cot (new)
a spellbook bound in blue leather (new)
( 2) a time-ravaged belt (worn)
a small canvas bag (new)
a handcrafted looking glass (new)
a blood-smeared apron (new)
the trident of the royal guard (new)
a blue steel spear (worn)
a bracer made of white marble (new)
a wool sack (new)
a gnomish miner's bag (new)
a leather water skin (new)
a heavy, leatherbound bookcover (new)
a vial of lamp oil (new)
a blue orb (new)
a dark green druid's robe (new)
a portable glassware armoire (new)
an orc mask (new)
a stamp collector's book (new)
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
a fragment of meteorite (new) (unlit)
an arcane spellbook (new)
a secure bag (new)
a bag embroidered with silver runes (new)
A total of 27 items weighing 13 stones, 85 pebbles (0pb gold weight)
You may carry a maximum of 50 items weighing up to 19 st, 0 pb.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>
Santino gives you a didactic parchment.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>
Santino gives you a didactic parchment.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>
Santino tips his hat to all present. How gallant!

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
Santino waves to all present.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
You say, 'Thx'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
You tell Santino 'its just that its too fishy, it could transport me to cpk or something. i have no clue. when u get lead i will do it'
He is AWAY and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>
That's not a container.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
You may only place items of type 'stamp' in a stamp collector's book.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
You may only place items of type 'stamp' in a stamp collector's book.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
Santino tells you 'lol there's no such thing as a transport to cpk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
You tell Santino 'well u know what i mean, anything can happen in this game, i got fukin beat by a tit mouse for christ sake, i hellbent. physics aganst dragons and mice dont take effect'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
Santino tells you 'naw ur doing the right thing'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
Santino tells you 'never trust an outlaw'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
You tell Santino 'ive been cpked many times for doing favors for outlaws many yrs ago, then i learned.'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 887st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 890st>
You say, 'I thought u couldnt go east though'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
You open the east door.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
Santino says, 'I can't go north'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
You nod to all in the room.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
Santino says, 'East works'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>

 A Small Gathering Pit                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Located in a natural depression below the village, this gathering pit is
a literal and figurative social circle frequented by the most senior members
of the village. A circle of stones contains the everlasting flame of
Teolaven, although no outsiders have ever figured out what it is for,
exactly. Four large crystals are mounted within bronze torchiers at each
corner of the pit, and fill the entire vicinity with sympathetic vibrations.
This spot is the most protected one within Teolaven, bordered on three sides
by mountains of Krayos, and protected from the south by the thick Ghaaz
overgrowth. Only one route leads in and out, the paved road back into the
village.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
'Push lat go west and north say yes twice' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
You are already sitting down.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
AUCTION: Waylander has put a gnomish miner's bag up for auction. Minimum bid is 20,000 gp.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>

A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.
You say, 'Theres cpk north'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
AUCTION: Euclid bids 20,000 gp on a gnomish miner's bag.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino says, 'Please man'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino says, 'Once'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag: going once for 20,000 gp to Euclid.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
'Look north' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag: going twice for 20,000 gp to Euclid.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>

 A Small Gathering Pit                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Located in a natural depression below the village, this gathering pit is
a literal and figurative social circle frequented by the most senior members
of the village. A circle of stones contains the everlasting flame of
Teolaven, although no outsiders have ever figured out what it is for,
exactly. Four large crystals are mounted within bronze torchiers at each
corner of the pit, and fill the entire vicinity with sympathetic vibrations.
This spot is the most protected one within Teolaven, bordered on three sides
by mountains of Krayos, and protected from the south by the thick Ghaaz
overgrowth. Only one route leads in and out, the paved road back into the
village.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
'Not the same place' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
Santino says, 'I can't go in ...'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
Santino says, 'Lo'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
'Lol' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag has been sold to Euclid for 20,000 gp.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 906st>
Santino pats you on your head.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 906st>
'Whos coming' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino says, 'A friends alt'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino says, 'But fucker went afk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You say, 'Who'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Anyway thanks for ur time' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
The door slowly creaks closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Cyrod' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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Total matches: 0.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Not even on' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Alt ...' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
That's not a container.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You nod to all in the room.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st> Santino says, 'I gotta get going'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino tips his hat to all present. How gallant!

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
KABLAM! Santino vanishes with a peal of thunder!

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You put a didactic parchment in a heavy, leatherbound bookcover.
You slip a didactic parchment into the spine of a heavy, leatherbound bookcover, which gently binds to the page.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You put a didactic parchment in a heavy, leatherbound bookcover.
You slip a didactic parchment into the spine of a heavy, leatherbound bookcover, which gently binds to the page.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You are currently in: The Mountain Village of Teolaven

Visible player(s) near you:
None.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[53 :113 M Draco Wizrd Villge] Axelent [:/Tuireanns:]
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[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 3 seconds.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 6 seconds.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 1 second.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 1 second.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Villge] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You tell Santino 'welcome back'
He is AWAY and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino tells you 'lol'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino tells you 'smart fella aint ya'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
Santino tells you 'yeah it's a trap : )'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
You tell Santino 'i know u from other alts, ive been playin longer than u'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
The wind changes direction, now coming from the east.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino tells you 'so u can leave'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino tells you 'what alts?'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino says, 'North is le cpk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
Santino says, 'Tricked quite a few people in'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
'I already knew' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
'Why bother come here then' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
Santino looks at Nixcraft.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 899st>
Santino gives Nixcraft a sweet little kiss.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 899st>
Nixcraft gives Santino a chaste little peck on the cheek.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
'Nixie's here!' Santino exclaims.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Nixcraft makes Santino the new leader of the formation.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
'Yourstory seemed legite till u fumble over yorself' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 97] (Q) ****Nixcraft, Ayri's partenaire dans le crime, is here.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
'Fumble?' Santino asks.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
'Messed your story up' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st> Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 97] (Q) ****Nixcraft, Ayri's partenaire dans le crime, is here.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
'So' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino says, 'Dood i'm offering '

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino says, 'U in form'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons for everyone to follow him.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
Nixcraft pokes Santino in the ribs.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
Nixcraft giggles.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
You say, 'What woulda happened if i pushed latrine'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
'Nothing' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
You roll on the floor laughing like a madman.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino says, 'Form on me'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino says, 'And push so u'll see'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino shrugs helplessly.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Nah, ima go scatter hunt found 23 scatts in 2 days' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
You are carrying:
a steel sextant (new)
an unset teletrap (new)
a bottled imp
a canvas travel cot (new)
a spellbook bound in blue leather (new)
( 2) a time-ravaged belt (worn)
a small canvas bag (new)
a handcrafted looking glass (new)
a blood-smeared apron (new)
the trident of the royal guard (new)
a blue steel spear (worn)
a bracer made of white marble (new)
a wool sack (new)
a gnomish miner's bag (new)
a leather water skin (new)
a heavy, leatherbound bookcover (new)
a vial of lamp oil (new)
a blue orb (new)
a dark green druid's robe (new)
a portable glassware armoire (new)
an orc mask (new)
a stamp collector's book (new)
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
'Lol' Santino says.
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
a fragment of meteorite (new) (unlit)
an arcane spellbook (new)
a secure bag (new)
a bag embroidered with silver runes (new)
A total of 27 items weighing 13 stones, 85 pebbles (0pb gold weight)
You may carry a maximum of 50 items weighing up to 19 st, 0 pb.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino pats you on your head.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Nice try though, props on the effort' you say.


[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
say thx
You say, 'Thx'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
tell santino its just that its too fishy, it could transport me to cpk or something. i have no clue. when u get lead i will do it
You tell Santino 'its just that its too fishy, it could transport me to cpk or something. i have no clue. when u get lead i will do it'
He is AWAY and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 885st>
put par book
That's not a container.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
put par 3.book
You may only place items of type 'stamp' in a stamp collector's book.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
put par 3.book
You may only place items of type 'stamp' in a stamp collector's book.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
Santino tells you 'lol there's no such thing as a transport to cpk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
reply well u know what i mean, anything can happen in this game, i got fukin beat by a tit mouse for christ sake, i hellbent. physics aganst dragons and mice dont take effect
You tell Santino 'well u know what i mean, anything can happen in this game, i got fukin beat by a tit mouse for christ sake, i hellbent. physics aganst dragons and mice dont take effect'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 889st>
Santino tells you 'naw ur doing the right thing'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
Santino tells you 'never trust an outlaw'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
reply ive been cpked many times for doing favors for outlaws many yrs ago, then i learned.
You tell Santino 'ive been cpked many times for doing favors for outlaws many yrs ago, then i learned.'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 887st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 890st>
say i thought u couldnt go east though
You say, 'I thought u couldnt go east though'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
oe
You open the east door.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
Santino says, 'I can't go north'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 896st>
nod
You nod to all in the room.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
Santino says, 'East works'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
look north

 A Small Gathering Pit                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Located in a natural depression below the village, this gathering pit is
a literal and figurative social circle frequented by the most senior members
of the village. A circle of stones contains the everlasting flame of
Teolaven, although no outsiders have ever figured out what it is for,
exactly. Four large crystals are mounted within bronze torchiers at each
corner of the pit, and fill the entire vicinity with sympathetic vibrations.
This spot is the most protected one within Teolaven, bordered on three sides
by mountains of Krayos, and protected from the south by the thick Ghaaz
overgrowth. Only one route leads in and out, the paved road back into the
village.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
'Push lat go west and north say yes twice' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
sit
You are already sitting down.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 898st>
AUCTION: Waylander has put a gnomish miner's bag up for auction. Minimum bid is 20,000 gp.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
say theres cpk north

A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.
You say, 'Theres cpk north'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
AUCTION: Euclid bids 20,000 gp on a gnomish miner's bag.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino says, 'Please man'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino says, 'Once'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag: going once for 20,000 gp to Euclid.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
say look north
'Look north' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag: going twice for 20,000 gp to Euclid.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
look north

 A Small Gathering Pit                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a CHAOTIC PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Located in a natural depression below the village, this gathering pit is
a literal and figurative social circle frequented by the most senior members
of the village. A circle of stones contains the everlasting flame of
Teolaven, although no outsiders have ever figured out what it is for,
exactly. Four large crystals are mounted within bronze torchiers at each
corner of the pit, and fill the entire vicinity with sympathetic vibrations.
This spot is the most protected one within Teolaven, bordered on three sides
by mountains of Krayos, and protected from the south by the thick Ghaaz
overgrowth. Only one route leads in and out, the paved road back into the
village.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.
**A wizened half-elf sits in the lotus position, eyes closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
'Not the same place' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
Santino says, 'I can't go in ...'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
Santino says, 'Lo'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
'Lol' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 904st>
AUCTION: A gnomish miner's bag has been sold to Euclid for 20,000 gp.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 906st>
Santino pats you on your head.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 906st>
say whos coming
'Whos coming' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino says, 'A friends alt'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino says, 'But fucker went afk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
say who
You say, 'Who'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Anyway thanks for ur time' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
The door slowly creaks closed.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Cyrod' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who cyrod

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[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
A didactic parchment frays and gets torn and bent, exposed for too long to the elements.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
say not even on
'Not even on' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
'Alt ...' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
put par 4.book
That's not a container.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
nod
You nod to all in the room.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st> Santino says, 'I gotta get going'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino tips his hat to all present. How gallant!

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
KABLAM! Santino vanishes with a peal of thunder!

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
put par 2.book
You put a didactic parchment in a heavy, leatherbound bookcover.
You slip a didactic parchment into the spine of a heavy, leatherbound bookcover, which gently binds to the page.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
put par 2.book
You put a didactic parchment in a heavy, leatherbound bookcover.
You slip a didactic parchment into the spine of a heavy, leatherbound bookcover, which gently binds to the page.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
where
You are currently in: The Mountain Village of Teolaven

Visible player(s) near you:
None.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who axelent

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[53 :113 M Draco Wizrd Villge] Axelent [:/Tuireanns:]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 3 seconds.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 6 seconds.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 1 second.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino
You will be able to use the WHO command again in 1 second.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Wilds ] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
who santino

MATERIA MAGICA: Search Players Online
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[151:241 M Legend Villge] Santino [{Old Mofos}][A]
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Total matches: 1.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
tell santino welcome back
You tell Santino 'welcome back'
He is AWAY and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino tells you 'lol'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 900st>
Santino tells you 'smart fella aint ya'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
Santino tells you 'yeah it's a trap : )'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 902st>
reply i know u from other alts, ive been playin longer than u
You tell Santino 'i know u from other alts, ive been playin longer than u'
He is away and may not see your tell.
Message: Nixcraft drinks blood from a white ivory fountain, and immediately spits it out onto the ground in surprise.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 892st>
The wind changes direction, now coming from the east.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino tells you 'so u can leave'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino tells you 'what alts?'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
Santino says, 'North is le cpk'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 895st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
Santino says, 'Tricked quite a few people in'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
say i already knew
'I already knew' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
'Why bother come here then' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 897st>
Santino looks at Nixcraft.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 899st>
Santino gives Nixcraft a sweet little kiss.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 899st>
Nixcraft gives Santino a chaste little peck on the cheek.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
'Nixie's here!' Santino exclaims.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Nixcraft makes Santino the new leader of the formation.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
say yourstory seemed legite till u fumble over yorself
'Yourstory seemed legite till u fumble over yorself' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 97] (Q) ****Nixcraft, Ayri's partenaire dans le crime, is here.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
'Fumble?' Santino asks.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 901st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
say messed your story up
'Messed your story up' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st> Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons you to follow him with a hopeful expression on his face.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 97] (Q) ****Nixcraft, Ayri's partenaire dans le crime, is here.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
say so
'So' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino says, 'Dood i'm offering '

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino says, 'U in form'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 905st>
Santino beckons for everyone to follow him.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
Nixcraft pokes Santino in the ribs.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
Nixcraft giggles.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
say what woulda happened if i pushed latrine
You say, 'What woulda happened if i pushed latrine'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
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                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 907st>
'Nothing' Santino says.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
rofl
You roll on the floor laughing like a madman.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
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                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino says, 'Form on me'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino says, 'And push so u'll see'

[*]<1071hp 984sp 909st>
Santino shrugs helplessly.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
say nah, ima go scatter hunt found 23 scatts in 2 days
'Nah, ima go scatter hunt found 23 scatts in 2 days' you say.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
l

 A Narrow Trail                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> #
                                                        SW     -      SE

This very small and narrow road ends here, as the trail northward is
obscured by rapidly-growing vines, shrubs and impassable growth. The air is
filled with scent of burning pine, although no smoke can be seen through the
dense foliage. The chatter of villagers can be heard back to the southwest,
where the trail starts to open up again as it nears the village proper.
[Clan 110] [AWAY] ***Santino { Italian Mofo } is here.
A thorny, red-veined vine twines its way around your feet.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
i
You are carrying:
a steel sextant (new)
an unset teletrap (new)
a bottled imp
a canvas travel cot (new)
a spellbook bound in blue leather (new)
( 2) a time-ravaged belt (worn)
a small canvas bag (new)
a handcrafted looking glass (new)
a blood-smeared apron (new)
the trident of the royal guard (new)
a blue steel spear (worn)
a bracer made of white marble (new)
a wool sack (new)
a gnomish miner's bag (new)
a leather water skin (new)
a heavy, leatherbound bookcover (new)
a vial of lamp oil (new)
a blue orb (new)
a dark green druid's robe (new)
a portable glassware armoire (new)
an orc mask (new)
a stamp collector's book (new)
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:
'Lol' Santino says.
[C]ontinue [R]edraw [B]ack [E]xit:

a fragment of meteorite (new) (unlit)
an arcane spellbook (new)
a secure bag (new)
a bag embroidered with silver runes (new)
A total of 27 items weighing 13 stones, 85 pebbles (0pb gold weight)
You may carry a maximum of 50 items weighing up to 19 st, 0 pb.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
Santino pats you on your head.

[*]<1071hp 984sp 910st>
say nice try though, props on the effort
'Nice try though, props on the effort' you say.

Niewin posted it twice on accident but its all there.
Lewd CPKing first classers is highly profitable and otherwise worth your time as an archon.
Brimstone i fail to see how it's funny. so you figured it was a trap, congrats?
Kritos I always found this kind of shit so stupid and irritating. Congrats on trying to trick lowbies/newbies into CPK. You're doing the population of this game a service by killing any interest new players have in continuing to play when you rob them of their gnomish miner bags and xaventry symbols.
Klaus I take a symbol of Gath from your corpse, and I jizz my pants.