The Beacon                                             [      I      ]
(-------------------------------------------------)     [ <---(M)-D-> ]
                                                        [      #      ]

  Reaching the top of the lighthouse, you are surprised with how much you
can see from here.  There are two barrels of oil against the wall, and the
beacon itself takes up the center of the room.  Some binoculars and torches
are hung on hooks, making them easily accessible should they be needed in a
hurry.  There is a large mirrored shield that focuses the light from the
flames of the beacon in the center of the room to the wide ocean surrounding
the lighthouse.  
     A brass key has been discarded here.
     Heavy oil barrels sit here, long since emptied.
*The ghost of Jack stands here staring off across the sea.
The ghost of Jack slowly looks around the room, then finally placing his gaze directly into your eyes.
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
get key
You take a tarnished brass key.
'I beg of you, protect the decency of my wife and let me eternally hold this key!' the ghost of Jack exclaims.
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
l

The ghost of Jack wraps his etheric fingers around a tarnished brass key and pulls it into himself.
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
 The Beacon                                             [      I      ]
(-------------------------------------------------)     [ <---(M)-D-> ]
                                                        [      #      ]

  Reaching the top of the lighthouse, you are surprised with how much you
can see from here.  There are two barrels of oil against the wall, and the
beacon itself takes up the center of the room.  Some binoculars and torches
are hung on hooks, making them easily accessible should they be needed in a
hurry.  There is a large mirrored shield that focuses the light from the
flames of the beacon in the center of the room to the wide ocean surrounding
the lighthouse.  
     Heavy oil barrels sit here, long since emptied.
*The ghost of Jack stands here staring off across the sea.
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
'I cannot go on not living while you carry on trying to expose her secrets!' the ghost of Jack exclaims. 'I shall defend her to the death...again!'
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
k ja
You enter into combat with the ghost of Jack.
The ghost of Jack is in perfect health. --- 100% ---
<1548hp 1641sp 1193st> 
Your first attack didn't seem to have any effect on the ghost of Jack.
Your second attack didn't seem to have any effect on the ghost of Jack.
Your third attack didn't seem to have any effect on the ghost of Jack.
The ghost of Jack fails to hit you with his attack.
The ghost of Jack is in perfect health. --- 100% ---
<1548hp 1641sp 1187st> 
bash
You bash the ghost of Jack over the head with a dented shield.
The ghost of Jack is smashed on the head with your bash causing lethal damage.
The ghost of Jack has been slain!
Your bash knocks the ghost of Jack's head against a rock so hard that it kills him.
Your blood freezes as you hear the ghost of Jack's death cry.
You receive 475 experience points.
The ghost of Jack vanishes with a clap of thunder!
<1548hp 1641sp 937st> 
get key
You take a tarnished brass key.
<1548hp 1641sp 1027st> 
l

 The Beacon                                             [      I      ]
(-------------------------------------------------)     [ <---(M)-D-> ]
                                                        [      #      ]

  Reaching the top of the lighthouse, you are surprised with how much you
can see from here.  There are two barrels of oil against the wall, and the
beacon itself takes up the center of the room.  Some binoculars and torches
are hung on hooks, making them easily accessible should they be needed in a
hurry.  There is a large mirrored shield that focuses the light from the
flames of the beacon in the center of the room to the wide ocean surrounding
the lighthouse.  
Some drops of blood are on the ground.
     Heavy oil barrels sit here, long since emptied.
<1548hp 1641sp 1027st> 
d

 Lighthouse Keeper's Log Room                           -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -     SE

  This room is quite organized.  Everything is put neatly in its place.  A
heavy wooden desk and chair sit in front of a window.  A few books are neatly
set on the desk, as well as an inkwell and some quill pens.  At the end of
the desk is a small mahogany table, where the log book rests.  It is dusty
yet still legible.  A set of stairs leads up to the beacon.  
     An elaborate, broken contraption, adorned with gears, sits silent in the corner.
     A dusty book has been bolted securely to the desk here; it lays open to its last entry.
<1548hp 1641sp 1026st> 
se

 Rickety Stairs                                         NW     -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-#-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  Strong winds shake the stairs as you make your way.  The railing is
severely rusted, having been assaulted by strong winds and the spray of the
ocean.  Seagull droppings are everywhere, making you question whether you
really want to put your hands upon it.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1025st> 
south
You cannot move in that direction.
<1548hp 1641sp 1025st> 
down

 Rickety Stairs                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  A strong, brisk wind blows in from below.  The railings here have rusted
from the bombarding ocean spray and strong winds that swirl through the
stairwell.  Seagull droppings decorate the floor and railing, creating yet
another obstacle to manage while moving up and down the stairs.  
A dappled sea gull rests on the iron railing.
<1548hp 1641sp 1024st> 
down

 Rickety Stairs                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-D-> ]
                                                        -      -      -

  Strong, brisk winds blow in from the window to the east.  Long since
broken, the remnants of the wooden window do a poor job of keeping the
elements outside.  The railings have rusted from the bombarding ocean spray
and strong winds that swirl through the stairwell.  Seagull droppings
decorate the floor and railing, creating yet another obstacle to manage
while moving up and down the stairs.  
     A bird's nest has been left empty here.
<1548hp 1641sp 1023st> 
down

 Outside Stair Landing                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

  Stepping out onto the landing you are abruptly assaulted by the strong
winds gusting around you.  There is a rusted, rickety railing that keeps you
from a nasty fall.  Several seagulls circle above you, keeping a watchful
eye upon you.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1022st> 
down
You cannot move in that direction.
<1548hp 1641sp 1022st> 
west

 Kitchen                                                NW     -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      -

  This is a small galley type kitchen.  Cupboards are along each side of
the wall.  A window is in the wall between them.  There is a fireplace here,
which is probably what was used for cooking purposes, as well as heating
purposes for the lighthouse in colder weather.  A few dishes and utensils
still remain on the counter.  
     A dust covered kitchen cupboard rests against the wall.
<1548hp 1641sp 1021st> 
sw

 Living Area                                            NW     -     NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  This floor was the main living area for the lighthouse keeper.  There is
a large closet here where coats and boots would be kept and a bench to sit
on.  A large window is set in the east wall, with a ledge under the window,
large enough to support someone's weight.  This would have been a nice place
to sit and watch the ocean and stars.  In the corner of the room, a metal
railing offers a helping hand to those using the stairs inset in the ground
there.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1020st> 
down

 Beneath the Living Area                                -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  The wooden stairs creak loudly in complaint of the weight being put upon
them.  It is a little dark with only the occasional windows in the walls to
let in light.  The railing is quite smooth, having been worn down covering
the stairs and railings.  Cobwebs dangle from everywhere, catching you
across the face as you journey upwards.  
A startled spider skitters up the wall and watches you from the ceiling.
<1548hp 1641sp 1019st> 
down

 Climbing the Stairs                                    -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  The wooden stairs creak loudly in complaint of the weight being put upon
them.  It is a little dark with only the occasional windows in the walls to
let in light.  The railing is quite smooth, having been worn down with many
years of hands being slid over them.  There is a layer of dust covering the
stairs and railings.  Cobwebs dangle from everywhere, catching you across
the face as you journey upwards.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1018st> 
down

 Within the Stair Well                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  The wooden stairs creak loudly in complaint of the weight being put upon
them.  It is a little dark with only the occasional windows in the walls to
let in light.  The railing is quite smooth, having been worn down with many
years of hands being slid over them.  There is a layer of dust covering the
stairs and railings.  Cobwebs dangle from everywhere, catching you across
the face as you journey upwards.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1017st> 
down

 A Narrow Entryway                                      -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-#-> -
                                                        -      S      -

  Upon entering through a fairly narrow doorway, you find yourself standing
in a mostly empty circular room.  The wood floor is dust and dirt covered.
The walls are made of huge field stones that are showing its age.  The
wooden floor creaks eerily beneath your feet causing you to look down.
There is a trap door in the middle of the floor, with a large, thick ring
set into it for a handle.  The hinges appear badly rusted but intact.  What
could possibly be down here?  
You drop a tarnished brass key.
A tarnished brass key explodes into pieces as the vestiges of Jack's soul escape it.
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
'Freed from that blasted key at last!' the ghost of Jack exclaims. 'I thought we'd never arrive!'
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
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 A Narrow Entryway                                      -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-#-> -
                                                        -      S      -

  Upon entering through a fairly narrow doorway, you find yourself standing
in a mostly empty circular room.  The wood floor is dust and dirt covered.
The walls are made of huge field stones that are showing its age.  The
wooden floor creaks eerily beneath your feet causing you to look down.
There is a trap door in the middle of the floor, with a large, thick ring
set into it for a handle.  The hinges appear badly rusted but intact.  What
could possibly be down here?  
*The ghost of Jack stands here staring off across the sea.
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
where
You are currently in: An Abandoned Lighthouse
Visible player(s) near you:
None.
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
'Oh, and that little spatter we had...a neccessary arrangement.' the ghost of Jack says. 'I couldn't completely envelop the key unless I was defeated, and without that, my soul would've been forever trapped in the beacon.'
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
'If you insist on going down there, I can no longer stop you.' the ghost of Jack says. 'However, I am going to speak with my wife.  You may catch up with me if you wish.'
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
There is a *click* from the trapdoor downwards.
The trapdoor downwards slowly creaks open.
The ghost of Jack leaves down.
[SAFE]<1548hp 1641sp 1016st> 
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 Cramped Storage Room                                   -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

  This little storage room seems to have been long forgotten.  Cobwebs
cover the walls and hang down from the ceiling.  The floor is made of rock,
but is covered with a fine dust.  The walls are smooth to the touch, but
also very cold.  There is a flicker of movement on the north wall.  The
lighthouse appears to be abandoned, but is it?  
<1548hp 1641sp 1015st> 
w

 Cavern Foyer                                           -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  The spaciousness of the foyer is a welcome surprise from the tight
squeeze through the trap door.  It looks remarkably lived in compared to the
rest of the lighthouse.  Four lanterns line the walls, making the room well
lit.  Barrels, crates and wooden chests are stacked around the edge of the
room.  
     Cold water flows into the fountain's marble basin.
A half-conscious, delusional accountant thumbs through the pages of an empty ledger.
'Hello!' the delusional accountant exclaims. 'The zeros are adding up quite well, we may hit a peak here soon!'
<1548hp 1641sp 1014st> 
'It's been quite some time since someone has visited the accountant.' the delusional accountant says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1084st> 
w

 Cavern Hallway                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  The hall echoes dissonantly as you move down it.  The walls are covered
in markings, but it is hard to decipher what their meaning is.  Torches line
this hallway, but the light seems to focus on the large portrait on the
north wall.  Two evil looking eyes seem to watch you as you continue down
the hallway, or is that just your imagination?  
*A slight wisp of a woman stands here sobbing.
*The ghost of Jack stands here staring off across the sea.
A low ranking rogue leans against the wall while waiting orders.
<1548hp 1641sp 1083st> 
'Goodness, Jack is that really you?' Challaine asks.
<1548hp 1641sp 1083st> 
The ghost of Jack says, '...'
<1548hp 1641sp 1083st> 
The ghost of Jack asks, '..then you didn't know?'
<1548hp 1641sp 1083st> 
'Know what, Jack?' Challaine asks. 'All this time, she told me you'd run off...'
<1548hp 1641sp 1137st> 
A rogue bandit leaves east.
<1548hp 1641sp 1137st> 
'Jack, I'm so sorry...what happened?' Challaine asks. 'You're so pale...'
<1548hp 1641sp 1137st> 
'That's because I'm dead.' the ghost of Jack says. 'My soul has been the radiance of this lighthouse for the past five years.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1137st> 
Challaine says, '..then you know..'
<1548hp 1641sp 1137st> 
'Yes.' the ghost of Jack says. 'For five years I've lit this house and for five years I've listened to two women giggle beneath my feet.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1177st> 
'You can't possibly know...five years without a warm body...thinking you'd run off...' Challaine says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1177st> 
The ghost of Jack says, 'Oh, I know...I spent five years without my own body, let alone the comfort of another.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1177st> 
'...and you have to realize I will never rest until the person who killed me is-' the ghost of Jack says.
A burst of light erupts into the room as Falyia appears from nowhere.
<1548hp 1641sp 1177st> 
Falyia, leader of the rogues asks, 'Dead?'
Falyia, leader of the rogues finds herself laughing at the world.
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
Challaine gasps in astonishment.
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
'Take your best shot, ghost boy.' Falyia, leader of the rogues says. 'I'll just slay you a second time.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
The ghost of Jack points a ghastly hand in your direction.
'You!' the ghost of Jack exclaims. 'Please, help me end this!'
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
'Hah.' Falyia, leader of the rogues says. 'Don't be fooled.  Ally yourself with who you please.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
Challaine says, 'Not one of us is innocent...'
<1548hp 1641sp 1207st> 
Falyia, leader of the rogues says, '..and nobody is guilty.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1229st> 
'So it is up to you, adventurer...be the judge.' Challaine says. 'Slay whoever is responsible for this mess.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1229st> 
k fal
You enter into combat with Falyia, leader of the rogues.
Falyia, leader of the rogues is in perfect health. --- 100% ---
<1548hp 1641sp 1229st> Falyia, leader of the rogues is cut on the torso with your slash causing unbearable damage.
You fail to hit Falyia, leader of the rogues with your second attack.
Falyia, leader of the rogues is cut on the torso with your slash causing lethal damage.
Falyia, leader of the rogues has been slain!
Your blood freezes as you hear Falyia, leader of the rogues's death cry.
You receive 350 experience points.
Falyia, leader of the rogues collapses lifeless to the ground.
The sliced wing of Falyia, leader of the rogues falls to the ground.
The Powers give you one gold coin for your sacrifice of the corpse of Falyia, leader of the rogues.
<1548hp 1641sp 1225st> 
Challaine screams loudly!
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
'Falyia!' Challaine exclaims. 'NooOOOoooOOO!@#'
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
'First you, Jack, and now her...I've lost everything!' Challaine exclaims.
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
Challaine runs off to the bedroom crying.
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
'Well, I suppose I should follow her, hmph.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
Jack floats off toward the bedroom.
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
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 Cavern Hallway                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  The hall echoes dissonantly as you move down it.  The walls are covered
in markings, but it is hard to decipher what their meaning is.  Torches line
this hallway, but the light seems to focus on the large portrait on the
north wall.  Two evil looking eyes seem to watch you as you continue down
the hallway, or is that just your imagination?  
Some drops of blood are on the ground.
     The sliced off wing of Falyia, leader of the rogues is lying here.
<1548hp 1641sp 1243st> 
e

 Cavern Foyer                                           -      N      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  The spaciousness of the foyer is a welcome surprise from the tight
squeeze through the trap door.  It looks remarkably lived in compared to the
rest of the lighthouse.  Four lanterns line the walls, making the room well
lit.  Barrels, crates and wooden chests are stacked around the edge of the
room.  
     Cold water flows into the fountain's marble basin.
A low ranking rogue leans against the wall while waiting orders.
A half-conscious, delusional accountant thumbs through the pages of an empty ledger.
'Hello!' the delusional accountant exclaims. 'The zeros are adding up quite well, we may hit a peak here soon!'
<1548hp 1641sp 1242st> 
n

 Within the Crops Room                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      S      -

  Piles of corn, wheat and other crops fill this room.  Several burning
torches are placed around the room.  Crates and barrels line the walls in an
orderly fashion.  A small desk sits at the back of the room, with a huge
book upon it.  It appears to be some sort of record book.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1241st> 
u

 A Small Catwalk                                        -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  This small catwalk spans around portions of the lighthouse, giving the
resident accountant quick access to the storage room.  The rounded walls
suggest it covers the perimeter wall, and the low temperature of the
outlying stones lends itself to the possibility.  The cool doesn't detract
from the dusty attack atmosphere of the room, and the low ceiling looks like
it may only permit travel through here in one direction.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1240st> 
u
You cannot move in that direction.
<1548hp 1641sp 1240st> 
w

 A Small Catwalk                                        -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  This small catwalk spans around portions of the lighthouse, giving the
resident accountant quick access to the storage room.  The rounded walls
suggest it covers the perimeter wall, and the low temperature of the
outlying stones lends itself to the possibility.  The cool doesn't detract
from the dusty attack atmosphere of the room, and the low ceiling looks like
it may only permit travel through here in one direction.  A small ladder
sticks through from above, barely within reach.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1239st> 
u

 Storage Closet                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     [ <---(M)---> E
                                                        -      -      -

  This small storage closet is built right against the outer wall of the
lighthouse, giving the rounded space a claustrophobic feel.  The various
boxes and cabinets of old logs and supplies refuse to fit flush against the
curvature, causing them to jut out into the limited walking space.  Fresh
air seeps in through a window on the western side, flushing out what would
otherwise be nothing but a musty, stale-aired storage room.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1238st> 
e

 Lighthouse Keeper's Log Room                           -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -     SE

  This room is quite organized.  Everything is put neatly in its place.  A
heavy wooden desk and chair sit in front of a window.  A few books are neatly
set on the desk, as well as an inkwell and some quill pens.  At the end of
the desk is a small mahogany table, where the log book rests.  It is dusty
yet still legible.  A set of stairs leads up to the beacon.  
     An elaborate, broken contraption, adorned with gears, sits silent in the corner.
     A dusty book has been bolted securely to the desk here; it lays open to its last entry.
<1548hp 1641sp 1237st> 
se

 Rickety Stairs                                         NW     -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-#-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  Strong winds shake the stairs as you make your way.  The railing is
severely rusted, having been assaulted by strong winds and the spray of the
ocean.  Seagull droppings are everywhere, making you question whether you
really want to put your hands upon it.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1236st> 
d

 Rickety Stairs                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  A strong, brisk wind blows in from below.  The railings here have rusted
from the bombarding ocean spray and strong winds that swirl through the
stairwell.  Seagull droppings decorate the floor and railing, creating yet
another obstacle to manage while moving up and down the stairs.  
A dappled sea gull rests on the iron railing.
<1548hp 1641sp 1250st> 
d

 Rickety Stairs                                         -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)-D-> ]
                                                        -      -      -

  Strong, brisk winds blow in from the window to the east.  Long since
broken, the remnants of the wooden window do a poor job of keeping the
elements outside.  The railings have rusted from the bombarding ocean spray
and strong winds that swirl through the stairwell.  Seagull droppings
decorate the floor and railing, creating yet another obstacle to manage
while moving up and down the stairs.  
     A bird's nest has been left empty here.
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d

 Outside Stair Landing                                  -      -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -      -

  Stepping out onto the landing you are abruptly assaulted by the strong
winds gusting around you.  There is a rusted, rickety railing that keeps you
from a nasty fall.  Several seagulls circle above you, keeping a watchful
eye upon you.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1248st> 
west
sw

 Kitchen                                                NW     -      -
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)---> E
                                                        SW     -      -

  This is a small galley type kitchen.  Cupboards are along each side of
the wall.  A window is in the wall between them.  There is a fireplace here,
which is probably what was used for cooking purposes, as well as heating
purposes for the lighthouse in colder weather.  A few dishes and utensils
still remain on the counter.  
     A dust covered kitchen cupboard rests against the wall.
<1548hp 1641sp 1247st> 
nw

 Living Area                                            NW     -     NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <---(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  This floor was the main living area for the lighthouse keeper.  There is
a large closet here where coats and boots would be kept and a bench to sit
on.  A large window is set in the east wall, with a ledge under the window,
large enough to support someone's weight.  This would have been a nice place
to sit and watch the ocean and stars.  In the corner of the room, a metal
railing offers a helping hand to those using the stairs inset in the ground
there.  
<1548hp 1641sp 1246st> 
 Cozy Corner                                            -      -     NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     - <-U-(M)---> -
                                                        -      -     SE

  A big loveseat is in the corner of this room.  Some blue throw pillows
with intricate embroidery work done on them are set upon the loveseat, as
well as a crocheted afghan.  Pictures of the lighthouse keeper and his wife
are upon a small wooden table.  A large fish of unknown origin is mounted on
the wall over the door.  
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up

 Small Bedroom                                          -      -     NE
(-------------------------------------------------)     [ <---(M)-D-> -
                                                        -      -      -

  The subtle scent of jasmine greets you as you walk through the door.  A
large bed sits against the west wall, still neatly prepared for someone to
climb into it.  A large window is open, letting in a soft breeze.  Pictures
and nick knacks clutter up the dressers.  A small closet contains some
clothes and special mementos.  
     A large oak bed beckons you to climb in for a nap.
*A slight wisp of a woman stands here sobbing.
*The ghost of Jack stands here staring off across the sea.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
'Oh Jack, I don't know how I ever let this happen.' Challaine says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
The ghost of Jack says, 'It's not *all* your fault, Challaine.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take vial tru
You take a vial of lamp oil from Vandemaar's Trunk.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take vial tru
You take a vial of lamp oil from Vandemaar's Trunk.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take vial tru
You take a vial of lamp oil from Vandemaar's Trunk.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
'Yes, it is...' Challaine says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take sulf red
You take a pinch of sulfur from a red silk bag.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take sulf red
You take a pinch of sulfur from a red silk bag.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
take sulf red
You take a pinch of sulfur from a red silk bag.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
Challaine reaches toward Jack, her hands passing slowly through his form.
<1548hp 1641sp 1244st> 
The ghost of Jack giggles.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
The ghost of Jack says, 'That tickles, darling.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
The ghost of Jack examines a ghastly hand, and hangs his head in shame.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
'Enough!' Challaine exclaims. 'It's just too hard.  The sound of your laughter only echoes my heartbreak.'
Facing the window, Challaine sobs into her hands.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
'I'm sorry, Jack.' Challaine says. 'I'll miss you.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
As Challaine throws herself toward the window, Jack's fingers slide through her, coming away with nothing but air.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
Your blood freezes as Challaine's final cry echoes through the lighthouse.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
The ghost of Jack sighs.
<1548hp 1641sp 1257st> 
The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
'Well, I suppose I've got nothing left but to light this cursed house once more in hope that it will let me rest.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
The ghost of Jack says, 'I'm going to need some oil, some sort of fire implement, a reagent perhaps, and something I can use as my own memorial.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 

<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
The ghost of Jack frowns.  Don't you wonder what the problem is?
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
'My own memorial, heh.' the ghost of Jack says. 'I guess you could find one in a graveyard, but I'd like one that's not already...used.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
'I've got nothing left to do but await your return, by then hopefully I'll have figured out what exactly I need to do to make this work.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
The ghost of Jack examines a ghastly hand, and hangs his head in shame.
<1548hp 1641sp 1267st> 
give oil jack


You give a vial of lamp oil to the ghost of Jack.
'Thank you, but it's going to take more than this.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 

<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 
give oil jack
You give a vial of lamp oil to the ghost of Jack.
The ghost of Jack says, 'Thank you, but I still need a little more.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 
give oil jack
You give a vial of lamp oil to the ghost of Jack.
The ghost of Jack says, 'That should do it for the oil.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 
give sulf jack

The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
You give a pinch of sulfur to the ghost of Jack.
'Thank you, Nobadii, this will help me work the magic I need to ignite my eternal flame.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 
give sulf jack
You give a pinch of sulfur to the ghost of Jack.
The ghost of Jack exclaims, 'Thanks Nobadii, but I don't need any more of these!'
<1548hp 1641sp 1274st> 
locker remove cross
You get a memorial cross from your locker.
<1548hp 1641sp 1280st> 
give cross jack
You give a memorial cross to the ghost of Jack.
'Thank you, Nobadii.' the ghost of Jack says.
<1548hp 1641sp 1280st> 
The Pendant of Lord Maldra shines briefly with a soft purple light!
<1548hp 1641sp 1280st> 
The ghost of Jack says, 'This is all that I need, I am eternally yours.'
<1548hp 1641sp 1280st> 
The ghost of Jack disappears to the beacon of the house.
<1548hp 1641sp 1280st> 
There's a rushing sound of a fire lighting, and the tremor of peace radiates from its location, slowly settling over the area.
For stepping into conflict and establishing peace, the Powers have granted thee a Mark!
You have been granted the Mark of Mediums!
You gain 51 practices!
You gain 85000 experience points!