NPC: A diplomat of Trigael
NPC: A diplomat of Trigael
Long Desc: A tall, pale, uniformed man stands here, injured.
This tall, stately man bleeds profusely from a cut on his forehead, and
has visible wounds, leaving bloody trails down his left arm, above his left
shoulder, along his right thigh and all across his back. What you can see
of the gashes look very precise, as though if done by a master of the whip,
or a very agile, dagger-wielding halfling. He is pale, from the blood loss,
and has a very distressed look upon his face. His face, however, has odd
things about it that do not stop there, however; his eyebrows twitch,
occasionally, as though possessed, and he blinks far too often. Whatever it
is, something has him very upset.
He is a human approximately 5'7" tall.
This NPC can be found in: Random Area.
Long Desc: A tall, pale, uniformed man stands here, injured.
This tall, stately man bleeds profusely from a cut on his forehead, and
has visible wounds, leaving bloody trails down his left arm, above his left
shoulder, along his right thigh and all across his back. What you can see
of the gashes look very precise, as though if done by a master of the whip,
or a very agile, dagger-wielding halfling. He is pale, from the blood loss,
and has a very distressed look upon his face. His face, however, has odd
things about it that do not stop there, however; his eyebrows twitch,
occasionally, as though possessed, and he blinks far too often. Whatever it
is, something has him very upset.
He is a human approximately 5'7" tall.
This NPC can be found in: Random Area.
| Daffidity |
Is not affected by backstab. The diplomat is a moon imp in disguise: You breathe forth a cone of fire. A diplomat of Trigael is burned on the torso with your flames causing giant damage. A diplomat of Trigael screams in agony. You breathe forth a cone of fire. A diplomat of Trigael is burned on the torso with your flames causing extensive damage. A diplomat of Trigael pales visibly as death nears. A diplomat of Trigael holds very still... concentrating... A diplomat of Trigael's form shifts and wavers. A moon imp looks normal again. A moon imp smirks. Hmmm... don't you wonder what he is thinking? 'So you figured out my scheme..' a moon imp says. 'But you cannot go against nature..' 'Entropy and chaos shall win again.' a moon imp says. 'Our plans shall not be interrupted!' a moon imp exclaims. A moon imp throws a bunch of moonstones in a circle, one narrowly missing your face. <>look The Park at Vospire - N - (-------------------------------------------------) W <---(M)---> - - S - The sun shines down on your back in the grand park at Vospire. Flowers of all sorts and colors line the soft grassy ground. Trees tower higher than you can imagine, and the pond is as clear as ever. The park is where people go to relax and get away from their busy lives. You take notice that walls surround the park in all directions, protecting it from outsiders. This is truly a magnificent place. *A spatially distorted black figure is floating here. One by one, the moonstones start glowing, until they all are lit. A moon imp blinks and fades from existence. A bunch of moonstones disappear in a puff of smoke. A strange black rock has been left here. |