Fiesta rides in from the south.
Fiesta triggers a hidden snare trap.
A thick, meshy web falls from somewhere above Fiesta, but he dodges out of the way just in time.

<2176hp 2742sp 1857st>
Illyria tells you 'what do you want!'

<2176hp 2742sp 1857st>
Fiesta lunges towards you, but you dodge out of the way.

<2176hp 2742sp 1857st>
e

 Prophecy Rooms                                         -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

A few maids and kitchen staff clean up from the latest bout of a feeding
frenzy the prophets have put them through. Apparantly, from conversing with
some of the kitch staff, the prophets starve themselves to the point of
losing consciousness, then stuff themselves and eat uncontrollably. It is
rumored that this practice is to heighten the vision experience or some such
thing.
*A red robed prophet is here attempting to look all knowing.
An assistant to the chef races around washing dishes and preparing meals.

<2176hp 2742sp 1856st>
l west

 Smokey Room                                            -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Several prophets sit atop high pedestals smoking some sort of plant out
of a community pipe. They claim to see visions and scribe down sketches on
paper and attempt to tell the future. You figure this must be the easiest
job in the world, and look for an application.
A yummy breadstick, covered with sesame seeds, is here.
A nice piranha filet has been left here.
Someone has left several delicious looking clams here.
A huge boulder covered in ice sits here.
[Clan 121] (Red Aura) (Q) *Fiesta prays in nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti over and over again is here, mounted on a young pegasus.

<2176hp 2742sp 1856st>
west

 Smokey Room                                            -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

Several prophets sit atop high pedestals smoking some sort of plant out
of a community pipe. They claim to see visions and scribe down sketches on
paper and attempt to tell the future. You figure this must be the easiest
job in the world, and look for an application.
A yummy breadstick, covered with sesame seeds, is here.
A nice piranha filet has been left here.
Someone has left several delicious looking clams here.
A huge boulder covered in ice sits here.
[Clan 121] (Red Aura) (Q) *Fiesta prays in nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti over and over again is here, mounted on a young pegasus.

<2176hp 2742sp 1855st>
c kill fie

Fiesta begins attacking you!
Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2176hp 2742sp 1855st> You begin to speak the words of the spell...
Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2176hp 2742sp 1855st>
Fiesta scans intensely all around.
Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2176hp 2742sp 1855st>
You are cut on the leg by Fiesta's slash causing minimal damage.
You are cut on the torso by Fiesta's slash causing minimal damage.
You are cut on the torso by Fiesta's slash causing minimal damage.
You are cut on the torso by Fiesta's slash causing minimal damage.
Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2041hp 2742sp 1855st>
Fiesta begins reciting an evocation...
Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2041hp 2742sp 1855st>
[PKTALK C] Frostbyte: SORRY!'

Fiesta is in perfect health.

<2041hp 2742sp 1855st>
You have completed your casting.
A petrified seed, an essence of the source, and a beautiful crystal prism flare brightly and vanish!
Your dark power stops Fiesta's heartbeat for the space of seven seconds!
Your blood freezes as you hear Fiesta's death cry.
Fiesta's disembodied soul rises from her ravaged corpse.
'Ah, Fiesta.' the incarnation of death says. 'Your time is at hand.'
The incarnation of death swings a Scythe of Soul Rending in a long, lazy arc...
There is a bright flash of blue light, and Fiesta vanishes to the Ethereal Plane.
The head of Fiesta falls to the ground.
Fiesta's corpse crumbles into dust.
Fiesta blinks rapidly, several times.
Fiesta stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes her head.
Fiesta's feet rise a few inches off the ground.
Fiesta stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes her head.
Fiesta stiffens for a moment, then blinks and shakes her head.
Fiesta turns translucent.

<2041hp 2442sp 1855st>
c word
You begin to speak the words of the spell...

<2052hp 2483sp 1857st>
You have completed your casting.
A petrified seed, an essence of the source, a feather from a roc, a browning mandrake leaf, and a pinch of sulfur flare brightly and vanish!
You feel a rushing sense of motion...

 Sanctuary                                              -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      S      -

This is a rather crowded sanctuary within Lord Maldra's Keep. Various
insignia devoted to the five major Powers decorate the walls. Several small
cots intended for patients sit in the northern half of the room. A large
all-seeing eye adorns the north wall, over which a banner reads, 'The Powers
Are Always Watching'.
Surrounding the area is a shimmering shield, distorting everything you see.
A loaf of bread is here. It doesn't look too stale.
A hunk of cheese has been left here.
[Clan 36] [AWAY] (Red Aura) ***Vlidash taking lessons from father time himself is resting here.
[Clan 137] (Gold Aura) Morlack the Adventurer is resting here.
[Clan 2] [AWAY] (Gold Aura) ****Spyro [N-W-A] is here.
A cleric stands here healing weary travelers.

[*][SAFE]<2052hp 2333sp 928st>
pk pwned.
[PKTALK C] Nobadii: pwned.' [46]