A Shabby Illithid Hovel
A relatively small hollow serves as a home for one of the
poorer members of the illithid society. Unable to purchase homes
in the classier sections of town, or unable to muster the slaves
to build it for them, these illithids have been forced to live in
dirty hovels on the edge of town. A few shoddy trinkets adorn
the small structure but overall the home is very threadbare. A
narrow depression in the stone floor is filled with a gooey
slime, and serves as a bed for the poor illithid. The hovel's
open entrance leads out to a large depression to the south.
Obvious exits: -South
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
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Experience till level: 7750881
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You sit down and relax.
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You nod off.
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In your dreams, or what?
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In your dreams, or what?
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You wake up.
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A Shabby Illithid Hovel
Obvious exits: -South
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
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A Shabby Illithid Hovel
Obvious exits: -South
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
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You clamber to your feet.
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You project 'great died 3x' across the ether.
< 7h/141H 123v/123V Pos: standing >
A Shabby Illithid Hovel
Obvious exits: -South
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
< 8h/141H 123v/123V Pos: standing >
You are already standing.
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A Large Depression Torn Into the Earth
A large depression has been torn into the fabric of the Earth
by some past geologic upheaval. The huge depression lies dozens
of feet below the main body of the large cavern housing Ixarkon,
and the inhabitants of the depression are mostly shut of from the
rest of the city. Dust and dirt seem to choke the air as the
ground still shifts slightly from time to time, widening some
cracks in the ground and causing new ones to appear. Numerous
filthy hovels house illithids unfortunate enough not to be able
to muster the ability to command a nicer dwelling. The cavern
continues to the east and south, one of the shabby hovels is to
the north.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
< 8h/141H 122v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
< 8h/141H 122v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
< 8h/141H 122v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
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A Large Depression Torn Into the Earth
A large bowl-shaped tear in the earth forms a huge depression
in the main body of the tremendously large cavern of Ixarkon.
The sturdy bedrock walls of the cavern were split apart by some
terrible force; the tearing asunder of the earth has left behind
a depression on the edge of town marked by several shabby
illithid hovels. A foul smell seems to seep out of the very
ground here, a slightly sulfurous smell that makes the depression
a somewhat unpleasant place to visit. A large gorge heads off the
depression to the west, a great tear in the rock of the cavern.
The depression continues to the north and east.
Obvious exits: -North -East -West
Fresh blood splatters cover the area.
A poor illithid lives on the fringes of town.
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A Narrow Winding Gorge
Thick bedrock walls have been torn asunder by some past
geologic upheaval; the great scar forms a narrow gorge which
winds its way through the bottom of the caverns of Ixarkon.
Flecks of dust and rock flake off from the walls littering the
gorge with rubble and dust. Great cracks run like lightning up
the stiff walls, the legacy of the great quakes that produced the
gorge eons past. The gorge continues westward; to the east the
gorge widens substantially into a large cavern.
Obvious exits: -East -West
< 8h/141H 120v/123V Pos: standing >
A Narrow Winding Gorge
Thick bedrock walls have been torn asunder by some past
geologic upheaval; the great scar forms a narrow gorge which
winds its way through the bottom of the caverns of Ixarkon.
Flecks of dust and rock flake off from the walls littering the
gorge with rubble and dust. Great cracks run like lightning up
the stiff walls, the legacy of the great quakes that produced the
gorge eons past. A great gash has been ripped in the southern
wall of the gorge; a great force tore the wall asunder like so
much flimsy paper. Through the gash can be seen a small cavern of
soft sandstone. The gorge bends here and continues to the north
and east.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South
< 8h/141H 119v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
< 8h/141H 119v/123V Pos: standing >
A Narrow Winding Gorge
Thick bedrock walls have been torn asunder by some past
geologic upheaval; the great scar forms a narrow gorge which
winds its way through the bottom of the caverns of Ixarkon.
Flecks of dust and rock flake off from the walls littering the
gorge with rubble and dust. Great cracks run like lightning up
the stiff walls, the legacy of the great quakes that produced the
gorge eons past. The gorge continues to the south; a narrow
scramble upward leads to a trail above.
Obvious exits: -South -Up
< 8h/141H 118v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
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A Narrow Trail Around The Great Spire
A narrow dirt trail winds its way around the base of the great
towering central spire of rock in Ixarkon. The windows of many
dwellings can be seen high up in the spire but there are no
visible way to get to them. The spire's base is hundreds of
feet across, and the spire seems to stretch hundreds of feet up
into the air. This narrow trail closely follows the base the
spire and is used by many of the inhabitants of Ixarkon to travel
around the spire; many use it to reach the bustling markets of
the city from their homes. The trail continues to the north and
south here; a view of the markets to the north can barely be made
out. A short scramble leads down here into a narrow rocky gorge.
Obvious exits: -North -South -Down
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Outskirts of the Ixarkon Markets
This slightly elevated piece of ground affords an excellent
view of the sprawling markets to the north. The bustling markets
are a beehive of activity as merchants of all sorts vie for the
attention of the finely dressed illithids wandering through
followed by their slave retinues. Casting its deep shadow upon
the markets is the massive Rockspire, the enormous ziggurat
fortress of the cities elders, home of the Elder Brain. Rising
to the south is another spire of rock, honeycombed with
numerous dwellings, a few windows of which can be seen in the
rock above. The outskirts continue to the west; the sprawling
markets can be entered to the north. A trail leads around the
spire of stone to the south.
Obvious exits: -North -South -West
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A duergar slave stands here, being led to the slave markets.
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The Markets of Ixarkon
A wide cavern flows over with abundant commercial activity in
the middle of the widespread settlement of Ixarkon. Illithids
from all parts of the city converge in this central cavern to
trade and barter among the merchants stalls and to participate in
the great slave auctions held in the center of the markets to the
north. Slaves of all races mingle with their illithid masters,
some being led to the blocks, some being led off to provide work
or food for their new masters. At the northern end of the
markets a great ziggurat dominates the city; the Rockspire is the
home of the settlement's Elder Brain and the meeting place for
the city's elders and the few illithid priests. The crowd thins
a bit to the south; the market continues in all directions.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A richly dressed illithid browses the market.
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The Great Auction Blocks of Ixarkon
The gathering throng of illithids concentrates around the
large stone platform set in the middle of the great market
district of the city. Slaves of innumerable races are led up a
short series of steps atop the platform, and silently bid on by
the surrounding throng. A few of the slaves are then led off by
their new owners, whether for hard labor or a light snack is
unknown. The few slaves that aren't bid on are either led back
to the city's plantations or sold to some of the city's food
merchants in private auctions. The markets of the city surround
the auction block in all directions; to the north a crowd of
illithids seem to be wagering on a contest of some sorts.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A richly dressed illithid browses the market.
An illithid auctioneer oversees the slave markets.
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The Markets of Ixarkon
Illithid commoners and wealthy merchants comingle in the
sprawling bazaar that is the market of Ixarkon. Exotic wares
captured in far off raids sell alongside more mundane goods such
as food and clothing. Nearly as numerous in the markets as the
illithids are slaves from nearly every race imaginable; a few
drow and ogre slaves can be seen being led through the crowd not
to mention the more common goblin slaves. More terrifying than
the powerful illithids, massive brain golems police the markets
ensuring that nothing goes amiss. These brute constructs of the
illithid's are extremely powerful, and as a consequence nothing
much ever goes wrong in Ixarkon. To the north, south and west
the sprawling markets continue; to the east crowd dies down it.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
The corpse of an illithid merchant is lying here.
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Outskirts of the Markets of Ixarkon
A few finely dressed illithids trickle into the bustling
markets of the city of Ixarkon. The mercantile activity here
isn't as great as in the markets itself, but still a few greedy
entrepeneurs have tried to set up shop here. Catering primarily
to the wealthy denizens of the city who pass by from the classier
areas of town to the east, they sell primarily gaudy trinkets and
clothing of all sorts. The bustling markets of the city are to
the west, and to the south an illithid merchant has taken up a
portion of the cavern with his wares.
Obvious exits: -East -South -West
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A Long Twisting Canyon
A long shallow canyon twists and winds its way through the
vast cavern housing the illithid city of Ixarkon. Speckled
throughout the cavern lie many immense illithid mansions,
constructed by some of the upper echelon of the city. This
portion of the caverns seems relatively devoid of traffic, except
for the occasional illithid traveling to the markets to the west
or on business to the Rockspire. A few slaves can be seen
tending to the upkeep of the mansions, one of which lies to the
north here. The canyon continues downward here, and flattens out
into the broad plain housing the markets of the city to the west.
Obvious exits: -North -West -Down
A few drops of fresh blood are scattered around the area.
A humanoid slave attends to the palatial mansions here.
< 9h/141H 114v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
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A Long Twisting Canyon
A long somewhat narrow canyon winds its way through the
eastern parts of the illithid city of Ixarkon. The high walls of
the canyon shelter the numerous mansions that dot the cavern.
The massive mansions house the upper echelon of the cities
merchantry as well as some of the elders who run the city in
accordance with the Elder Brain. Slaves attend to the lavish
mansion in the otherwise peaceful canyon; there is none of the
bustling activity of the markets or herdlands near these
bastions of wealth. The canyon continues to the east and heads
upward here as well. An archway leads into one of the mansions
just south of here.
Obvious exits: -East -South -Up
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
A humanoid slave attends to the palatial mansions here.
< 9h/141H 114v/123V Pos: standing >
A Long Twisting Canyon
A long shallow canyon twists and winds its way through the
vast cavern housing the illithid city of Ixarkon. Speckled
throughout the cavern lie many immense illithid mansions,
constructed by some of the upper echelon of the city. This
portion of the caverns seems relatively devoid of traffic, except
for the occasional illithid traveling to the markets to the west
or on business to the Rockspire. A few slaves can be seen
tending to the upkeep of the mansions, some attend to the gardens
of the mansion while others see to the buildings themself. The
canyon bends here, heading off to the west and to the south. A
large metal gate bars entrance to a large circular mansion just
north of here.
Obvious exits: -North -South -West
< 9h/141H 114v/123V Pos: standing >
Alas, you cannot go that way. . . .
< 9h/141H 114v/123V Pos: standing >
A Long Twisting Canyon
A long twisting canyon snakes its way through the eastern
portion of the caverns housing the thriving illithid settlement
of Ixarkon. Flanked by walls nearly a hundred feet high, the
canyon is relatively isolated from the rest of the city.
Impressive mansions constructed by many of the city's elite dot
the canyon; many are surrounded by impressive gardens, some by
deadly looking gates. The canyon is relatively free of traffic
except for the slaves that can be seen tending to the estates,
and the occasional illithid making his way westward to the heart
of the city. The canyon bends here, continuing to the north and
east.
Obvious exits: -North -East
Fresh blood splatters cover the area.
A humanoid slave attends to the palatial mansions here.
< 9h/141H 114v/123V Pos: standing >
A Long Twisting Canyon
A long somewhat narrow canyon winds its way through the
eastern parts of the illithid city of Ixarkon. The high walls of
the canyon shelter the numerous mansions that dot the cavern; the
number of estates seems to trickle down this far east, with none
visible east of here. The massive mansions house the upper
echelon of the cities merchantry as well as some of the elders
who run the city in accordance with the Elder Brain. Slaves
attend to the lavish mansion in the otherwise peaceful canyon;
there is none of the bustling activity of the markets or
herdlands near these bastions of wealth. The canyon continues to
the west and east here, and one of the mansions lies open to the
south.
Obvious exits: -East -South -West
The corpse of a humanoid slave is lying here.
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A Broad Twisting Canyon
A long narrow cavern heading out of the caverns of Ixarkon
flattens out slightly and becomes much broader here. The steep
high walls of canyon still shelter the canyon from the rest of
the immense cavern, hiding from sight the impressive illithid
city. The canyon wall south of here has crumble away slightly,
revealing a small cave. A few illithid look furtively around and
enter the cave; other than these travelers the canyon here is
relatively deserted as none of the fabulous mansions of the city
can be found this far east. The canyon continues to the east and
west here.
Obvious exits: -East -South -West
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A Small Dark Cave
A small cave has been revealed by past geologic forces; the
canyon walls have crumbled and laid bare this small hollow in the
walls. Cracks run like jagged lightning bolts all around the
walls of the confined cave, one peculiar set of bolts vaguely
resembles the shape of a small door. An occasional illithid
furtively ducks its head into the small cave and seems to
disappear into its murky depths. The only apparent exit is back
out to the canyon north of here.
Obvious exits: -North
< 9h/141H 111v/123V Pos: standing >
You find a secret entrance!
< 10h/141H 113v/123V Pos: standing >
Ok.
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A Dark Hidden Cave
A small dark cave lies hidden from the majority of Ixarkon
behind a cleverly concealed hidden door. The cave is neatly
decorated with a few icons of drow art which appeal to the caves
inhabitant, a slightly aging drow. While many of the illithid
may pretend to not know of his existence, he is allowed freedom
from slavery for the important service he provides, namely
serving as a banker for the community's merchants. Perhaps not
trusting one of their own, they turn to the only free thinking
non-illithid of the city to handle their monetary transactions.
A few tools of his trade such as weighing scales sit on top of
his small desk. A cleverly concealed door leads north to a
somewhat larger cave.
Obvious exits: -North
Puddles of fresh blood cover the ground.
A large wooden counter is here, with a sign posted on it.
(Q)An aged drow inhabits this small cave.
< 11h/141H 117v/123V Pos: standing >
A member of the Storage Locker Safety Commission escorts you to the locker.
WARNING: Storage Lockers are not meant to have multiple containers in them. There is a possibility you may LOSE your container and all items in it. Store them at your own risk! NO REIMBURSEMENTS!
The Storage Locker for Yzar
An unnatural silence fills this area.
Obvious exits: -North#
a satchel used to hold various items lies here. (illuminating)
a satchel used to hold various items lies here.
An enormous, misshapen bag of stitched hide lies here in a crumble.
[2] A rather large leather backpack lies here.
A small black backpack has been abandoned here.
A bottomless bag of the shield dwarves has been left here.
An ornate chest bearing items that are unsorted.
The escort says 'You have 275 items, this cost you 8 gold, 2 silver, and 6 copper'
< 11h/141H 117v/123V Pos: standing >
You get a gauze tourniquet bandage from a bottomless bag of the shield dwarves.
< 11h/141H 120v/123V Pos: standing >
You can't do that in here! Leave first.
< 11h/141H 123v/123V Pos: standing >
Ok.
< 11h/141H 123v/123V Pos: standing >
As you leave, you see the SLSC member applying magic locks to the door...
A Dark Hidden Cave
A small dark cave lies hidden from the majority of Ixarkon
behind a cleverly concealed hidden door. The cave is neatly
decorated with a few icons of drow art which appeal to the caves
inhabitant, a slightly aging drow. While many of the illithid
may pretend to not know of his existence, he is allowed freedom
from slavery for the important service he provides, namely
serving as a banker for the community's merchants. Perhaps not
trusting one of their own, they turn to the only free thinking
non-illithid of the city to handle their monetary transactions.
A few tools of his trade such as weighing scales sit on top of
his small desk. A cleverly concealed door leads north to a
somewhat larger cave.
Obvious exits: -North
Fresh blood covers everything in the area.
A large wooden counter is here, with a sign posted on it.
(Q)An aged drow inhabits this small cave.
< 11h/141H 122v/123V Pos: standing >
You attempt to bandage yourself.
< 11h/141H 122v/123V Pos: standing >
You continue bandaging yourself.
< 28h/141H 120v/123V Pos: standing >
Rako enters from the north.
< 28h/141H 120v/123V Pos: standing >
You are knocked to the ground by Rako's mighty bash!
< 21h/141H 120v/123V Pos: sitting >
< T: Yzar TP: sit TC: awful E: Rako sta EP: excellent >
You feel your skill in unarmed damage improving.
You miss Rako.
< 22h/141H 120v/123V Pos: sitting >
< T: Yzar TP: sit TC:pretty hurt E: Rako sta EP: excellent >
You are no longer bandaging...
You are no longer being bandaged.
< 22h/141H 120v/123V Pos: sitting >
< T: Yzar TP: sit TC:pretty hurt E: Rako sta EP: excellent >
Rako's impressive slash causes you to grimace in pain.
YIKES! Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
You wish that your wounds would stop BLEEDING so much!
Your vision spins into darkness as your head falls towards the ground.