<worn on head> a bloody flesh helm
<worn around neck> a sinister brass gorget
<worn about body> a hard leather cloak
<worn about waist> a thin leather belt
<worn on belt buckle>a quill
<worn on arms> a pair of tight black sleeves
<held as shield> a small round wooden shield
<worn on hands> some thin leather gloves [superior]
<primary weapon> a skin-wrapped ivory switchblade
<worn on feet> a pair of tight black slippers
The Quivering Leaf Inn
A receptionists desk marks the entrance to a number of the fine rooms that
have been created throughout the tree. All of the walls shine with the
lustrous red hue of highly polished jodani wood. It is said that there are
rooms large enough to accommodate even the largest of barbarians from the
north, if they can pay the rate. All of the rooms in the Quivering Leaf
are well-furnished with the most comfortable of beds and pleasant chairs so
that travelers always wake well-rested. Special guards ensure that each guest,
and their belongings will be safe, at least until they leave their rooms. A
staircase leads down into one of the finest restaurants in the land, and a
small doorway to the east enters a tiny reading room.
Obvious exits: -East -West -Down
A beautiful receptionist stands here ready to rent out rooms.
< 103h/103H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
The Quivering Leaf Inn
Obvious exits: -East -West -Down
A beautiful receptionist stands here ready to rent out rooms.
< 103h/103H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
Alarm bells sound, signalling an invasion!
< 103h/103H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
Militia forces muster to bolster the town's defenses against the invaders!!!
< 103h/103H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
Llagg enters from the west.
< 103h/103H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
The innkeeper stores Llagg's stuff in the safe and shows him to his room.
< 103h/103H 113v/113V Pos: standing >
Llagg has entered the game.
Quivering Leaf Restaurant
The interior of the tree has been hollowed out and polished to a lustrous
shine. Solid ebonwood tables and chairs are spread out evenly through the
room, fine linens and china are at every place setting. The Quivering
Leaf serves fine food at, er, fine prices, but it is worth every penny.
Well-dressed waiters are ready to seat the customers and take their orders.
Even at off-times the restaurant is crowded, and on holidays there are lines
out the door because the Quivering Leaf accepts no reservations. A small
stairway leads down to a well-lit bar and another stairway leads up to the inn.
An open doorway leads back out to Petalrich Lane.
Obvious exits: -North -Up -Down
(Q)The head maitre d' is here looking very worried.
An elven merchant has come here to try the food.
A wealthy woodcarver is here for a fine meal.
The wife of a simple farmer smiles with pleasure as she looks around.
A simple farmer is here for a special meal.
A handsome halfling waiter in a tuxedo serves his customers.
< 103h/103H 112v/113V Pos: standing >
Petalrich Lane
Traffic is heavy as people move back and forth down the road, it seems like
the slight movement of each person passing by causes the flowers along the road
to release even more of their sweet perfume. North of here is a wide entrance
into a large beautiful park that seems abuzz with small children and all forms
of wildlife. It is easy to see that the park ends to the north in a steep
rocky incline that leads up into the mountains. Some sort of rock slide once
buried the park but someone has spent a great deal of time and effort moving
the largest boulders and rocks to the edges of the park creating a wall. South
of here an open doorway leading into the base of the tall jodani tree that
houses the Quivering Leaf Inn and Restaurant. The flower-lined road
continues to the east and west.
Obvious exits: -North -East -South -West
A Drow Elf (medium) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
A Troll (large) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
An Orc (medium) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
A Githyanki (medium) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
A Drider (large) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
A Duergar (medium) Diinkarazan -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Duergar's head.
A Drow Elf (medium) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
An impenetrable globe of darkness floats near a Drow Elf's head.
A Drow Elf (medium) -=Denizens of Lloth=- stands in mid-air here.
Syune stands here working on a new piece of jewelry.
Someone suddenly attacks YOU!
A Minotaur snaps into visibility.
-=[A Minotaur's impressive crush strikes you very hard.]=-
OUCH! That really did HURT!
< 86h/103H 111v/113V Pos: standing >
< T: Sgen TP: sta TC: small wounds E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
Sorry, you aren't allowed to do that in combat.
An Orc tackles you square in the chest knocking the wind out of you!
You suddenly don't have the energy to fight!
< 86h/103H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC: small wounds E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Duergar suddenly attacks YOU!
A Duergar misses you.
< 86h/103H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC: small wounds E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Drow Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
A Troll leaps at you only to realize you are down already.
< 86h/103H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC: small wounds E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Drow Elf starts casting an offensive spell.
< 86h/103H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC: small wounds E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Drow Elf completes his spell...
A Drow Elf utters the words 'zrzqhfuqar znzjudihuai'
-=[A huge shower of arcing electricity from a Drow Elf engulfs you.]=-
YIKES! Another hit like that, and you've had it!!
< 20h/103H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC:pretty hurt E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
You raise a level!
< 31h/114H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC:pretty hurt E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Drow Elf attemps to legsweep you, but only manages to land on his ass.
< 31h/114H 111v/113V Pos: sitting >
< T: Sgen TP: sit TC:pretty hurt E: A Minotaur sta EP: excellent >
A Drow Elf completes his spell...
A Drow Elf utters the words 'waowa mosagh'
Two pillars of white flame leap from a Drow Elf's outstreached palms enveloping you in a fiery inferno.
-=[The fire burns hot as it consumes your flesh!]=-
Your pair of tight black pants melted from the intense heat!