Merc stuff.
Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 2:28 am
Small Path Across Dark Waters
Slowly the sides of the caverns begin to form sharp divets on either side and
the sound of rushing water underfoot mutes all other sounds. The slow
makeshift bridge creaks and rattles under the weight of the on rushing water
below. Small debris continually falls from the ceiling as their is an
occasional deep ground shaking rumbling that shakes the caverns.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A sword lies here covered in blood.
A small, kite-shaped shield rests here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
Some scale covered sleeves emit a soft sheen here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here.
A large metal helm lies here.
A vest with threads of steel lies on the ground.
A pair of full-plated greaves sit stiffly here.
The corpse of A bruised man is lying here. [2]
Avaine is standing here.
A wearied man stands here, desperate to please his master.
A woman looks out from her grime covered face in terror.
HP:Healthy SP:Weakening MV:Fresh >
channel 'strength' wearied
You begin channeling the appropriate flows...
HP:Healthy SP:Weakening MV:Fresh >
= % = -
*
Okay.
Nothing seems to happen.
No 'sanctuary' status on the mercs and I couldn't sanc them either.
Slowly the sides of the caverns begin to form sharp divets on either side and
the sound of rushing water underfoot mutes all other sounds. The slow
makeshift bridge creaks and rattles under the weight of the on rushing water
below. Small debris continually falls from the ceiling as their is an
occasional deep ground shaking rumbling that shakes the caverns.
[ Exits: n e s ]
A sword lies here covered in blood.
A small, kite-shaped shield rests here.
A pair of boots made of dark metal seem to blacken the ground.
Some scale covered sleeves emit a soft sheen here.
A thin pair of sleek black gloves gather dust here.
A large metal helm lies here.
A vest with threads of steel lies on the ground.
A pair of full-plated greaves sit stiffly here.
The corpse of A bruised man is lying here. [2]
Avaine is standing here.
A wearied man stands here, desperate to please his master.
A woman looks out from her grime covered face in terror.
HP:Healthy SP:Weakening MV:Fresh >
channel 'strength' wearied
You begin channeling the appropriate flows...
HP:Healthy SP:Weakening MV:Fresh >
= % = -
*
Okay.
Nothing seems to happen.
No 'sanctuary' status on the mercs and I couldn't sanc them either.