Sterling’s crazy days in DJB
> nw
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka (hiding) and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> kill baraka
Cannot find “baraka”, no match.
> w
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
Baraka (hiding) is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
You notice Baraka nearby.
You suddenly sense a presence behind you and turn around to see Baraka preparing to backstab you. You decide to teach him a lesson.
Baraka moves aggressively towards you!
Your concentration wanes and you stop watching your surroundings as intently.
Hp: 1797 (1797) Gp: 273 (345) Xp: 606741
You impale Baraka’s left leg on one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka slices your stomach with one of his bending reed wakizashis.
Hirroshi the Tyger asks you: Know where the culture institute is in CWC?
You perforate Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka slashes at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you just dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1506 {-291}(1797) Gp: 277 (345) Xp: 606743
You skewer Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1509 (1797) Gp: 281 (345) Xp: 606745
Baraka slashes at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you dodge out of the way.
You thrust at Baraka with one of your raven stilettos but he just dodges out of the way.
Hp: 1512 (1797) Gp: 285 (345) Xp: 606747
You impale Baraka’s left hand on one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka attempts to launch a powerful attack. Baraka thrusts at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you dodge out of the way.
You perforate Baraka’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1515 (1797) Gp: 289 (345) Xp: 606749
You perforate Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and a large salamander arrive from the north.
You skewer Baraka’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka leaves east.
e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka is fighting here and Rahn-fara-wai is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
Hp: 1521 {+6}(1797) Gp: 297 (345) Xp: 606753
You perforate Baraka’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka leaves east.
e
Baraka arrives from the east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A young sailor is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> w
Rahn-fara-wai arrives from the west.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
Hirroshi the Tyger tells you: Aha got it :p
Hp: 1530 {+9}(1797) Gp: 309 (345) Xp: 606759
You perforate Baraka’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
You killed Baraka.
The ghost of Baraka leaves west.
wibble baraka
You wibble at the ghost of Baraka.
> l corpse
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
> Your GP is full (345).
The ghost of Baraka arrives from the west.
l
[Kurgan leaves Discworld]
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
The ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka is on the ground.
> i
You are unburdened (8%) by:
Holding : a raven stiletto (left hand) and a raven stiletto (right hand).
Wearing : a utility belt, a black silk garter, a soft fluffy ball, a dark rose and a blackened canteen.
Carrying: two kaiken dirks.
Your purse contains one Ankh-Morpork ten-dollar and 30 Djelian tooni.
> wink baraka
You wink at the ghost of Baraka.
> drop dirks
You drop two kaiken dirks.
>
l corpse
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
Rahn-fara-wai and a young sailor are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
>
The ghost of Baraka tells you: both backstabs on insane failed
Rahn-fara-wai leaves south.
w
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
The ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> l corpse
[Psydous leaves Discworld]
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
>
You feel quite cold.
tell baraka You want me to wait with your corpse whilst you get a res?
You ask the ghost of Baraka: You want me to wait with your corpse whilst you get a res?
>
A night bird calls out overhead.
l se
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the splendid entrance to the Djelian Guard is lit by torches, placed in sconces on the two, huge, hieroglyph covered, stone pillars on either side of the arched entrance. The light from the torches illuminates this part of the Square of Ancestors. The bronze doors of the Guard stand open and shine in the torch light beneath the massive triangular stone slab that the pillars are supporting. To the north and west the square spreads out in front of the palace, the massive statues along the sides of it standing watch in the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, east and west.
A young sailor and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> i
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the west.
You are unburdened (6%) by:
Holding : a raven stiletto (left hand) and a raven stiletto (right hand).
Wearing : a utility belt, a black silk garter, a soft fluffy ball, a dark rose and a blackened canteen.
Your purse contains one Ankh-Morpork ten-dollar and 30 Djelian tooni.
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe moves aggressively towards you!
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur says to you: My master has told me that you must die.
The colossal whirlwind of sand says to you: My master has told me that you must die.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1665 {+135}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 606849
You jab one of your raven stilettos into Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s chest but his flaming barrier absorbs most of the blow.
The unbelievably large black cloud moves hungrily toward your tasty flesh but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to choke you in its sand but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the chest with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs most of the blow.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe twirls his set of prayer beads in a hypnotic pattern.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud and Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe are fighting here and the ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> stt
Hp: 1671 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 606853
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your attacks.
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the head with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe says a prayer over you.
You prepare to stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe with one of your raven stilettos.
> s
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
Queued command: s
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Hp: 1599 {-72}(1797) Gp: 314 (345) Xp: 607885
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
[Rasputin enters Discworld]
Hey check out the little frogs man!
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped dazzling pink camels.
w
Your vision is obscured by the beamish jabberwocks.
> tell baraka Nevermind…
You tell the ghost of Baraka: Nevermind…
> w
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
For some reason this part of the square seems particularly lonely at night. The square is nowhere near as busy as it used to be in the past, day or night, and in the dark it feels almost neglected. The torches burning on the walls cast flickering pools of light over the stonework that highlight the fact that there is no-one here. Across the square to the north the torches along the front of the palace shine in the darkness, picking out the carvings and hieroglyphics on the columns and other stone work. To the west lies the far corner of the square while to the east more torches illuminate the triumphal arch marking the entrance to the square from the Avenue of the Pharaohs.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A mangy white cat, a fluffy orange cat and a graceful tortoiseshell cat are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l ne
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
You’re certain that your utility belt is trying to pick a fight with you.
Your vision is obscured by the one-eyed, one-nosed wombling yellow bears.
> l n
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the north.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine gnomes.
> e
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1620 {+21}(1797) Gp: 342 (345) Xp: 607899
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
Your vision is obscured by the hairless ultramarine fruitbats (dancing a slow waltz).
> Your GP is full (345).
n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the splendid entrance to the Djelian Guard is lit by torches, placed in sconces on the two, huge, hieroglyph covered, stone pillars on either side of the arched entrance. The light from the torches illuminates this part of the Square of Ancestors. The bronze doors of the Guard stand open and shine in the torch light beneath the massive triangular stone slab that the pillars are supporting. To the north and west the square spreads out in front of the palace, the massive statues along the sides of it standing watch in the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, east and west.
A young sailor and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> inh rahn
Rahn-fara-wai leaves northwest.
Cannot find “rahn”, no match.
Cannot find “rahn by stabbing”, no match.
> nw
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Rahn-fara-wai and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
> w
Queued command: w
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
Your vision is obscured by the floppy dazzling orange hats (giving you funny looks).
>
Some hairless sea-green star-nosed moles (dancing a tarantella) pat you on the head.
n
Your vision is obscured by the yellow elephants.
> l
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1653 {+33}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 607921
The unbelievably large black cloud fills your nose and mouth.
You feel very disoriented.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave south.
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
Your vision is obscured by the wrinkly fuchsia elfses (dancing a tango).
> s
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
Your vision is obscured by the slug black winged banananas.
> w
Gwydion auf der Scheibe clings onto you.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
What?
>
The shroud of confusion around you suddenly vanishes.
w
What?
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
Here in the southwest corner of the square there’s not much going on. Shadows cast by the walls fill the area and little else remains to be seen. The torches flicker in their sconces, casting strange mixtures of light and shadow over the statues, making them seem almost alive. Given recent history in the city, what with the dead getting up and wandering about the place and gods deciding to manifest themselves in earthly form left right and centre, that’s not as far fetched as it seems.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: east and north.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
[Zirelle leaves Discworld]
tel gwydion This is most inconvenient…
You tell Gwydion auf der Scheibe: This is most inconvenient…
> e
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching purple waistcoat and glasses).
> e
The mangy white cat daintily licks a front paw and wipes her face with it.
Your vision is obscured by the sea-green dancing cabbages.
>
You’re certain that your blackened canteen is trying to tell you something.
l n
Your vision is obscured by the iridescent blue elephants.
> n
Your vision is obscured by the wrinkly hot pink feegles (dancing a tango).
> inh rahn
Cannot find “rahn”, no match.
Cannot find “rahn by stabbing”, no match.
> e
Your vision is obscured by the iridescent blue coiled springs with googly eyes.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave south.
inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
> e
Queued command: e
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the south.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
s
[Blodskaal enters Discworld]
[Teivel leaves Discworld]
[Sneeky leaves Discworld -- PK]
Your vision is obscured by the hot pink dancing cabbages.
> w
[StYx leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the floppy fishbelly white hats (admiring your choice of clothes).
> w
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching indigo hat and cummerbund).
>
Some banananananana-yellow coiled springs with a creamy centre lick your eyelids.
l
[Avon enters Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped chartreuse camels.
> w
Your vision is obscured by the turquoise elephants.
> n
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped puce camels.
> se
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l w
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
For some reason this part of the square seems particularly lonely at night. The square is nowhere near as busy as it used to be in the past, day or night, and in the dark it feels almost neglected. The torches burning on the walls cast flickering pools of light over the stonework that highlight the fact that there is no-one here. Across the square to the north the torches along the front of the palace shine in the darkness, picking out the carvings and hieroglyphics on the columns and other stone work. To the west lies the far corner of the square while to the east more torches illuminate the triumphal arch marking the entrance to the square from the Avenue of the Pharaohs.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A mangy white cat and a fluffy orange cat are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l e
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> score
You have 1621 (1797) hit points, 345 (345) guild points, 347 (679) quest points, 109 (1008) achievement points and 336 (336) social points.
Your current experience is 607975 and you are level 216 in the Assassins’ Guild (Raven House); your overall rating is 20661.
You have died 21 times and can die 1 time before you are completely dead.
You are in brave mode.
You are unburdened (6%) and rather cold.
You are neutral, worshipping Gufnork, God of Fluff.
You are registered as a player killer.
You are 19 days, 15 hours, 49 minutes and 53 seconds old and have logged in 545 times.
>
You think you see two-eyed, two-horned flying dazzling pink tigers bouncing around just outside your vision.
Gwydion auf der Scheibe wuffles you affectionately.
[Sakon leaves Discworld -- PK]
[Avon leaves Discworld]
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Your vision is obscured by the slug black dancing cabbages.
> grin gwydion
[Leyan leaves Discworld -- PK]
You grin at Gwydion auf der Scheibe.
>
A fluffy orange cat arrives from the west.
[BoNoNoooArgh enters Discworld -- PK]
cs And now a Sekkite has visioned me… I am so popular right now.
Wadi Bedhead (hiding) arrives from the south.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: And now a Sekkite has visioned me… I am so popular right now.
>
You notice Wadi Bedhead nearby.
Wadi Bedhead attacks you from behind. You recall him standing right in front of you just a second ago.
Moving quickly, Wadi Bedhead pierces your neck with one of his shamshirs.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but despite the surprise you deftly dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but despite the surprise you dodge out of the way.
wibble bedhead
You wibble at Wadi Bedhead.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the east.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you easily dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1145 {-508}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 607998
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the left leg with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
One of the palace guards exclaims in Djelian: Oi! We’ll have less of that!
One of the palace guards asks in Djelian: calh-yih! mit-calh-lat do you think you’re doing?
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
Your skills moderately reduce the action cost of your defence.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You launch a powerful attack. You pierce Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe thrusts at you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1148 (1797) Gp: 270 (345) Xp: 609186
You perforate Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s right arm with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The Avenue of the Pharaohs is one of the major thoroughfares through Djelibeybi. To the north it enters the Square of the Ancestors and to the south it meets the commercial district. During the day the wide road is bustling with life, but by night it lies still, almost deserted. Shadows criss-cross over the lovely mosaic on the street from the pillars and statues that line both sides of it.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A wooden pole with a maroon note, a dark brown note and a silver note attached to it is casually placed here and eight strips of cloth are on the ground.
> n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and Wadi Bedhead are fighting here, two palace guards are on guard and a fluffy orange cat is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
You think you see yellow giraffes (very small ones, of course) flopping around just outside your vision.
The fluffy orange cat rubs herself against you shedding small bits of fur.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1154 {+6}(1797) Gp: 278 (345) Xp: 609192
You perforate Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s back with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to choke you in its cat fur but you dodge out of the way.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave east.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1157 (1797) Gp: 282 (345) Xp: 609195
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching puce tuxedo and handkerchief).
> n
[Cruxis leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching lime green tuxedo and cummerbund).
>
Hp: 1166 {+9}(1797) Gp: 294 (345) Xp: 609204
Fuchsia elephants jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
Some tangerine elephants massage your shoulders.
s
Your vision is obscured by the floppy turquoise dwarfs (dancing a tango).
>
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
cs And a hashishim has backstabbed me, brilliant!
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: And a hashishim has backstabbed me, brilliant!
> s
Queued command: s
>
Wadi Bedhead slices one of his shamshirs into your neck.
Hp: 1054 {-112}(1797) Gp: 314 (345) Xp: 609219
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At nighttime, when the street is almost deserted, the magnificence of the Avenue of the Pharaohs is much more visible, simply due to the fact that its features are not hidden behind, or for that matter under, throngs of people milling about. The colossal statues of long gone pharaohs rise high above the mosaic-laid street and continue to do so to the north and south. Standing proudly on the west side of the road here is a large archway leading into a courtyard.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
A pampered tabby cat is standing here.
A brass plaque is here and the corpse of a plumbeous ibis is on the ground.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the Avenue of Pharaohs gets very, very empty. Of course, most streets are empty at night but since this one is at least twice as wide as a normal one it feels at least twice as empty. All along the sides of the avenue magnificent sandstone pillars and colossal statues loom over anyone who might venture to tread upon the beautiful mosaic depicting an important moment in Djelian history.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
> sip acnteen
Cannot find “acnteen”, no match.
> n
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the north.
Hp: 1063 {+9}(1797) Gp: 326 (345) Xp: 609228
Shaven lime green feegles (dancing a slow waltz) jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Your vision is obscured by the floppy iridescent blue hats (giving you funny looks).
>
You think you see one-eyed, one-horned wombling vermilion tigers bouncing around just outside your vision.
[Magpielove leaves Discworld]
s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Your vision is obscured by the dazzling pink elephants.
> sip canteen
You open the blackened canteen.
You sip a few ounces of blue water from the blackened canteen.
>
You close the blackened canteen.
n
You feel ever so slightly better.
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the north.
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching slug black hat and cummerbund).
> Your GP is full (345).
l
A scrawny black cat arrives from the west.
Your vision is obscured by the warty indigo star-nosed moles (dancing a slow waltz).
> s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1611 {+548}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609249
Ultramarine elephants jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Your vision is obscured by the purple gnomes.
> n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At nighttime, when the street is almost deserted, the magnificence of the Avenue of the Pharaohs is much more visible, simply due to the fact that its features are not hidden behind, or for that matter under, throngs of people milling about. The colossal statues of long gone pharaohs rise high above the mosaic-laid street and continue to do so to the north and south. Standing proudly on the west side of the road here is a large archway leading into a courtyard.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
Wadi Bedhead is fighting here and a scrawny black cat and a pampered tabby cat are standing here.
A brass plaque is here and the corpse of a plumbeous ibis is on the ground.
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1617 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609255
You skewer Wadi Bedhead’s left arm with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
s
The scent on the air shifts subtly, gaining a greater component of lemon.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the Avenue of Pharaohs gets very, very empty. Of course, most streets are empty at night but since this one is at least twice as wide as a normal one it feels at least twice as empty. All along the sides of the avenue magnificent sandstone pillars and colossal statues loom over anyone who might venture to tread upon the beautiful mosaic depicting an important moment in Djelian history.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
Wadi Bedhead is fighting here.
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1623 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609261
Two-eyed, two-nosed spitting fuchsia spiders jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
You watch as purple giraffes (very small ones, of course) sing soft, romantic songs to you.
Wadi Bedhead leaves north.
n
Your vision is obscured by the grizzled dazzling pink star-nosed moles (dancing a slow waltz).
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1629 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609267
[Clio enters Discworld -- PK]
You skewer Wadi Bedhead’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
The pampered tabby cat scratches at the ground, making the world its litterbox.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1632 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609270
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
The pampered tabby cat rubs himself against you shedding small bits of fur.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the north.
Hp: 1635 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609273
You skewer the enormous whirlwind of cat fur’s edge with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
s
[Zari leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the grinning fuchsia toy broadswords.
>
Hp: 1644 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609282
Speckled tangerine mushrooms jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you easily dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
s
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine elephants.
>
Hp: 1579 {-65}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609285
Purple coiled springs with bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy action jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1582 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609288
Three-eyed, three-eared flying puce bears jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1585 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609291
Wadi Bedhead leaves north.
s
n
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Your vision is obscured by the hot pink giraffes (very small ones, of course).
>
Your vision is obscured by the incandescent silver giraffes (very small ones, of course).
>
Your vision is obscured by the speckled dazzling pink mushrooms.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1594 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609300
Dazzling pink giraffes (very small ones, of course) jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1597 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609303
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
who dead
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the south.
Some yellow gnomes pat you on the head.
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Baraka the Dancing Crane, Peeping Ptom
-----------------> There is one member of this group of people on the Discworld. <-----------------
>
Hp: 1600 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609306
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the centre with one of your raven stilettos.
s
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the statues and pillars lining the Avenue of the Pharaohs loom awe-inspiringly over the few people who scurry along the street, probably on their way to somewhere less eerie and empty. The avenue joins up with the Square of the Ancestors to the north and to the south runs through the commercial district, the heart of Djelibeybi these days. Temple Street runs off to the west and Ibis Parade to the east.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: south, north, east and west.
Wadi Bedhead and a poor tramp are standing here.
>
Hp: 1550 {-50}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609309
You perforate Wadi Bedhead's stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At this point the Avenue of the Pharaohs is as impressive as a very impressive street. It is very wide and littered with statues, pillars and a lovely mosaic. It is designed to hold an entire victory parade with the pharaoh, golden chariots and a thousand elephants if needed. At night though, with a total lack of elephants, the avenue is a little too wide and has a slightly eerie feeling to it.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
Wadi Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess and a militant priest are standing here.
>
Hp: 1556 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609315
You perforate Wadi Bedhead's head with one of your raven stilettos.
You killed Wadi Bedhead.
n
You feel quite cold.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine elephants.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
You watch as slithy toves (gyring and gimboling) bounce around you like bouncy things.
tell gwydion One more problem down 
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the south.
You tell Gwydion auf der Scheibe: One more problem down
>
Hp: 1574 {+18}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609333
You skewer the unbelievably large black cloud's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you just dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur whips you with some debris.
You pierce the large salamander's left front leg with one of your raven stilettos.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you dodge out of the way.
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: Bah, twice, eh? 
Hp: 1539 {-35}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609336
You perforate the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
You can see clearly now.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1542 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609339
You perforate the colossal whirlwind of sand's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At this point the Avenue of the Pharaohs is as impressive as a very impressive street. It is very wide and littered with statues, pillars and a lovely mosaic. It is designed to hold an entire victory parade with the pharaoh, golden chariots and a thousand elephants if needed. At night though, with a total lack of elephants, the avenue is a little too wide and has a slightly eerie feeling to it.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
The ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess and a militant priest are standing here.
The corpse of Bedhead is on the ground.
>
The ghost of Bedhead appears to be checking out all your wounds.
tell bedhead Good effort though!
The ghost of Bedhead studies the ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess, a militant priest and you.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the north.
You exclaim to the ghost of Bedhead: Good effort though!
>
Hp: 1551 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609348
You skewer the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your attacks.
You pierce the large salamander's head with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1554 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609351
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hirroshi the Tyger asks you: How do you get a disability chit off Won Artful Huckster?
You pierce the large salamander's head with one of your raven stilettos.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
tell bedhead I like that you came to fight me
Hp: 1557 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609354
You pierce the large salamander's left rear leg with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud moves hungrily toward your tasty flesh but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you dodge out of the way.
The scrawny white cat daintily licks a front paw and wipes his face with it.
You tell the ghost of Bedhead: I like that you came to fight me
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You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
The ghost of Bedhead appears to be checking out all your wounds.
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The ghost of Bedhead studies a large salamander, a colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess, a militant priest and you.
Hp: 1560 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609357
You perforate the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud fills your nose and mouth.
You feel very disoriented.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
>
A scrawny white cat arrives from the north.
[Kefka enters Discworld]
The scrawny white cat swats at a dust bunny with one paw.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: Gwydion and Bedhead?
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You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> cs Yep, working on Gwyd now.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
>
The shroud of confusion around you suddenly vanishes.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
South of the junction with Market Street and Phoenix Road the Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the Bazaar. At night however, the street is very empty and very still and full of dark spots under statues and between houses where absolutely anything could be hiding, watching, waiting. Not that there is; what could possibly want to hide in dark places and stalk people?
A large tent stall made predominantly of some sort of earthy brown hessian has been set up here.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southeast, southwest, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
A beautiful old woman is standing here.
> cs Yep, working on Gwyd now.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: Yep, working on Gwyd now.
>
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: The first time I’ve ever actually attacked anyone :
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: The first time I’ve ever actually attacked anyone
cs Bedhead came after me on a revenge killing, good for him
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: Bedhead came after me on a revenge killing, good for him
>
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: Hm.
smile bedhead
You smile at the ghost of Bedhead.
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who dead
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Baraka the Dancing Crane, Peeping Ptom
Bedhead the Endless Twilight
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The ghost of Bedhead tells you: Kinda like a vulture smelling blood 
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This is the eastern end of Market Street, which snakes along the northern edge of the dark and deserted bazaar to the west. To the east lies the junction with the Avenue of the Pharaohs and Phoenix Road, which looks almost as quiet. A tall and severe-looking building casts a mildly frightening silhouette against the sky to the north, towering over you. Its windows are lit up like glaring eyes, and every so often its door opens to spit out a miserable-looking person who hurries off into the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and southeast.
A small brass plaque is screwed to the wall.
>
[Kloke enters Discworld]
grin bedhead
You grin at the ghost of Bedhead.
>
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: You might have trouble with Gwydion.
cs He’s after me because I killed him before
[Seria enters Discworld]
[Phrisa enters Discworld]
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: He’s after me because I killed him before
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The ghost of Bedhead is a good Hattian.
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The bank of Djelibeybi looks posh, yet sombre, in the way of banks everywhere. The idea is to give the impression that of course the bank is doing well (look at the nice leather chairs) but at the same time convey the image of an establishment that takes the money people confide in them very seriously and not one that would ever spend it on such frivolous luxuries as, say, leather armchairs. It’s not easy being a banker. There are a number of counters here with serious-looking people behind them that wait to take a customer’s money, and some of those nice leather armchairs to recline in while waiting.
There is one obvious exit: south.
Dr Llylia R Speshul is standing here.
> womble llylia
You womble around Dr Llylia R Speshul happily.
The ghost of Baraka tells you: you got 400+ perception bonus?
> tell baraka saw you scry me, I was on watch high
You tell the ghost of Baraka: saw you scry me, I was on watch high
[snip]fighting Gwydion all over Djb[/snip]
> tell gwydion Unfortunately I have to go soon… will it be alright with you if I call this a draw?
You ask Gwydion auf der Scheibe: Unfortunately I have to go soon… will it be alright with you if I call this a draw?
>
The ghost of Baraka tells you: even on watch high still find it hard to believe lol
grin baraka
You grin at the ghost of Baraka.
>
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: No, you must remain and fall into the trap every other PK in Djelibeybi is now setting for you. :p
>
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: We’ll tell you when to enter the room in which we are all waiting in ambush.
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: Won’t be long. ;p
>
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: Oh, very well, you may fall into it later.
> nw
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka (hiding) and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> kill baraka
Cannot find “baraka”, no match.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
Baraka (hiding) is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
You notice Baraka nearby.
You suddenly sense a presence behind you and turn around to see Baraka preparing to backstab you. You decide to teach him a lesson.
Baraka moves aggressively towards you!
Your concentration wanes and you stop watching your surroundings as intently.
Hp: 1797 (1797) Gp: 273 (345) Xp: 606741
You impale Baraka’s left leg on one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka slices your stomach with one of his bending reed wakizashis.
Hirroshi the Tyger asks you: Know where the culture institute is in CWC?
You perforate Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka slashes at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you just dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1506 {-291}(1797) Gp: 277 (345) Xp: 606743
You skewer Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1509 (1797) Gp: 281 (345) Xp: 606745
Baraka slashes at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you dodge out of the way.
You thrust at Baraka with one of your raven stilettos but he just dodges out of the way.
Hp: 1512 (1797) Gp: 285 (345) Xp: 606747
You impale Baraka’s left hand on one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka attempts to launch a powerful attack. Baraka thrusts at you with one of his bending reed wakizashis but you dodge out of the way.
You perforate Baraka’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1515 (1797) Gp: 289 (345) Xp: 606749
You perforate Baraka’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and a large salamander arrive from the north.
You skewer Baraka’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka leaves east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka is fighting here and Rahn-fara-wai is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
Hp: 1521 {+6}(1797) Gp: 297 (345) Xp: 606753
You perforate Baraka’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
Baraka leaves east.
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Baraka arrives from the east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A young sailor is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> w
Rahn-fara-wai arrives from the west.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
Hirroshi the Tyger tells you: Aha got it :p
Hp: 1530 {+9}(1797) Gp: 309 (345) Xp: 606759
You perforate Baraka’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
You killed Baraka.
The ghost of Baraka leaves west.
wibble baraka
You wibble at the ghost of Baraka.
> l corpse
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
> Your GP is full (345).
The ghost of Baraka arrives from the west.
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[Kurgan leaves Discworld]
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
The ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka is on the ground.
> i
You are unburdened (8%) by:
Holding : a raven stiletto (left hand) and a raven stiletto (right hand).
Wearing : a utility belt, a black silk garter, a soft fluffy ball, a dark rose and a blackened canteen.
Carrying: two kaiken dirks.
Your purse contains one Ankh-Morpork ten-dollar and 30 Djelian tooni.
> wink baraka
You wink at the ghost of Baraka.
> drop dirks
You drop two kaiken dirks.
>
l corpse
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
Rahn-fara-wai and a young sailor are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
>
The ghost of Baraka tells you: both backstabs on insane failed
Rahn-fara-wai leaves south.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
The ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> l corpse
[Psydous leaves Discworld]
This is the dead body of Baraka.
Holding : a bending reed wakizashi (left hand) and a bending reed wakizashi (right hand).
Wearing : a black backpack, a silvery grey saya, a charcoal grey saya and a golden lemur.
Carrying: a large lilac bottle and a Bes Pelargic arms permit.
>
You feel quite cold.
tell baraka You want me to wait with your corpse whilst you get a res?
You ask the ghost of Baraka: You want me to wait with your corpse whilst you get a res?
>
A night bird calls out overhead.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the splendid entrance to the Djelian Guard is lit by torches, placed in sconces on the two, huge, hieroglyph covered, stone pillars on either side of the arched entrance. The light from the torches illuminates this part of the Square of Ancestors. The bronze doors of the Guard stand open and shine in the torch light beneath the massive triangular stone slab that the pillars are supporting. To the north and west the square spreads out in front of the palace, the massive statues along the sides of it standing watch in the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, east and west.
A young sailor and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> i
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the west.
You are unburdened (6%) by:
Holding : a raven stiletto (left hand) and a raven stiletto (right hand).
Wearing : a utility belt, a black silk garter, a soft fluffy ball, a dark rose and a blackened canteen.
Your purse contains one Ankh-Morpork ten-dollar and 30 Djelian tooni.
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe moves aggressively towards you!
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur says to you: My master has told me that you must die.
The colossal whirlwind of sand says to you: My master has told me that you must die.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1665 {+135}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 606849
You jab one of your raven stilettos into Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s chest but his flaming barrier absorbs most of the blow.
The unbelievably large black cloud moves hungrily toward your tasty flesh but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to choke you in its sand but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the chest with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs most of the blow.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe twirls his set of prayer beads in a hypnotic pattern.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud and Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe are fighting here and the ghost of Baraka is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> stt
Hp: 1671 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 606853
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your attacks.
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the head with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe says a prayer over you.
You prepare to stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe with one of your raven stilettos.
> s
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
Queued command: s
>
Hp: 1599 {-72}(1797) Gp: 314 (345) Xp: 607885
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
[Rasputin enters Discworld]
Hey check out the little frogs man!
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped dazzling pink camels.
w
Your vision is obscured by the beamish jabberwocks.
> tell baraka Nevermind…
You tell the ghost of Baraka: Nevermind…
> w
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
For some reason this part of the square seems particularly lonely at night. The square is nowhere near as busy as it used to be in the past, day or night, and in the dark it feels almost neglected. The torches burning on the walls cast flickering pools of light over the stonework that highlight the fact that there is no-one here. Across the square to the north the torches along the front of the palace shine in the darkness, picking out the carvings and hieroglyphics on the columns and other stone work. To the west lies the far corner of the square while to the east more torches illuminate the triumphal arch marking the entrance to the square from the Avenue of the Pharaohs.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A mangy white cat, a fluffy orange cat and a graceful tortoiseshell cat are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l ne
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
You’re certain that your utility belt is trying to pick a fight with you.
Your vision is obscured by the one-eyed, one-nosed wombling yellow bears.
> l n
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the north.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine gnomes.
> e
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1620 {+21}(1797) Gp: 342 (345) Xp: 607899
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
Your vision is obscured by the hairless ultramarine fruitbats (dancing a slow waltz).
> Your GP is full (345).
n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the splendid entrance to the Djelian Guard is lit by torches, placed in sconces on the two, huge, hieroglyph covered, stone pillars on either side of the arched entrance. The light from the torches illuminates this part of the Square of Ancestors. The bronze doors of the Guard stand open and shine in the torch light beneath the massive triangular stone slab that the pillars are supporting. To the north and west the square spreads out in front of the palace, the massive statues along the sides of it standing watch in the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, east and west.
A young sailor and Rahn-fara-wai are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> inh rahn
Rahn-fara-wai leaves northwest.
Cannot find “rahn”, no match.
Cannot find “rahn by stabbing”, no match.
> nw
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The north side of the square is entirely lit by torches mounted in sconces on the columns along the front of the royal palace. The palace itself has been built on a stone platform, to raise it above the level of the square, increasing the sense of physical size it already has. Huge columns supporting the roof and forming a colonnade along the front wall are painted with hieroglyphics, as is the front of the stone platform. The square spreads out into the darkness to the south and east lit by other torches along the surrounding wall. The torches also illuminate the statues of past pharaohs and other royalty that watch over the square. To the west yet more torches illuminate the wide marble steps leading up to the main doors of the palace.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, south and west.
Rahn-fara-wai and the ghost of Baraka are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here and the corpse of Baraka and two kaiken dirks are on the ground.
> inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
> w
Queued command: w
>
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The sheer number of torches here makes it seem like the sun barely set. The light illuminates the grand marble steps leading up to the palace entrance and reflects off of the great bronze doors. The palace dominates the square and here in the centre of the north side its imposing form makes looking at anything else almost impossible. Massive stone pillars flank the entrance supporting a vast lintel, made from a single, huge, block of marble embossed with the cartouche of the Pteppicymon dynasty. To the south, in front of the palace, the square spreads out in all directions while to the east and west the palace stretches out on either side of the main entrance.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> e
Your vision is obscured by the floppy dazzling orange hats (giving you funny looks).
>
Some hairless sea-green star-nosed moles (dancing a tarantella) pat you on the head.
n
Your vision is obscured by the yellow elephants.
> l
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1653 {+33}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 607921
The unbelievably large black cloud fills your nose and mouth.
You feel very disoriented.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave south.
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
Your vision is obscured by the wrinkly fuchsia elfses (dancing a tango).
> s
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
Your vision is obscured by the slug black winged banananas.
> w
Gwydion auf der Scheibe clings onto you.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> w
You manage to battle through your confusion for a moment.
What?
>
The shroud of confusion around you suddenly vanishes.
w
What?
> l
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
Here in the southwest corner of the square there’s not much going on. Shadows cast by the walls fill the area and little else remains to be seen. The torches flicker in their sconces, casting strange mixtures of light and shadow over the statues, making them seem almost alive. Given recent history in the city, what with the dead getting up and wandering about the place and gods deciding to manifest themselves in earthly form left right and centre, that’s not as far fetched as it seems.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: east and north.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
[Zirelle leaves Discworld]
tel gwydion This is most inconvenient…
You tell Gwydion auf der Scheibe: This is most inconvenient…
> e
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching purple waistcoat and glasses).
> e
The mangy white cat daintily licks a front paw and wipes her face with it.
Your vision is obscured by the sea-green dancing cabbages.
>
You’re certain that your blackened canteen is trying to tell you something.
l n
Your vision is obscured by the iridescent blue elephants.
> n
Your vision is obscured by the wrinkly hot pink feegles (dancing a tango).
> inh rahn
Cannot find “rahn”, no match.
Cannot find “rahn by stabbing”, no match.
> e
Your vision is obscured by the iridescent blue coiled springs with googly eyes.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave south.
inh rahn
You are about to inhume Rahn-fara-wai when you remember: Nil Mortifi Sine Lucre.
You may only inhume people with contracts out on them.
> e
Queued command: e
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the south.
/
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The wall surrounding the Square of the Ancestors casts deep shadows over this part of the square at night. Large, embossed brass torches have been placed within golden sconces around the wall and create pools of dim light on the sandstone walls and the ground around them. The vast statues of the pharaohs seem even more imposing at night. The flickering torch light catches the features of the statues and forms strange shadows on them. The sense of them having watched over the city for millennia is almost palpable in the darkness. The gate itself is lit by two larger torches which means that the exit to the Road of the Sun beyond them to the east is cast into almost total darkness. To the south the lights of the Djelian Guard headquarters can be seen and the rest of it could be heard, and smelled, by simply walking in that direction. To the west the square heads off into the distance in front of the palace itself.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and south.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
s
[Blodskaal enters Discworld]
[Teivel leaves Discworld]
[Sneeky leaves Discworld -- PK]
Your vision is obscured by the hot pink dancing cabbages.
> w
[StYx leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the floppy fishbelly white hats (admiring your choice of clothes).
> w
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching indigo hat and cummerbund).
>
Some banananananana-yellow coiled springs with a creamy centre lick your eyelids.
l
[Avon enters Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped chartreuse camels.
> w
Your vision is obscured by the turquoise elephants.
> n
Your vision is obscured by the miniature one-humped puce camels.
> se
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
Two palace guards are on guard.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l w
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
For some reason this part of the square seems particularly lonely at night. The square is nowhere near as busy as it used to be in the past, day or night, and in the dark it feels almost neglected. The torches burning on the walls cast flickering pools of light over the stonework that highlight the fact that there is no-one here. Across the square to the north the torches along the front of the palace shine in the darkness, picking out the carvings and hieroglyphics on the columns and other stone work. To the west lies the far corner of the square while to the east more torches illuminate the triumphal arch marking the entrance to the square from the Avenue of the Pharaohs.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A mangy white cat and a fluffy orange cat are standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> l e
The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This part of the square is mostly used as a means of getting to other parts. To the east the sights, sounds and smells of the Djelian Guard await those who choose to enter. To the west a great triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, marks the spot where The Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the square. Otherwise the only reason for being here would be to look at the huge statues that line the square. Lit by torches burning in sconces on the great sandstone wall that surrounds the square they look out north across the square towards the palace on the far side.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: east, north and west.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
> score
You have 1621 (1797) hit points, 345 (345) guild points, 347 (679) quest points, 109 (1008) achievement points and 336 (336) social points.
Your current experience is 607975 and you are level 216 in the Assassins’ Guild (Raven House); your overall rating is 20661.
You have died 21 times and can die 1 time before you are completely dead.
You are in brave mode.
You are unburdened (6%) and rather cold.
You are neutral, worshipping Gufnork, God of Fluff.
You are registered as a player killer.
You are 19 days, 15 hours, 49 minutes and 53 seconds old and have logged in 545 times.
>
You think you see two-eyed, two-horned flying dazzling pink tigers bouncing around just outside your vision.
Gwydion auf der Scheibe wuffles you affectionately.
[Sakon leaves Discworld -- PK]
[Avon leaves Discworld]
l
Your vision is obscured by the slug black dancing cabbages.
> grin gwydion
[Leyan leaves Discworld -- PK]
You grin at Gwydion auf der Scheibe.
>
A fluffy orange cat arrives from the west.
[BoNoNoooArgh enters Discworld -- PK]
cs And now a Sekkite has visioned me… I am so popular right now.
Wadi Bedhead (hiding) arrives from the south.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: And now a Sekkite has visioned me… I am so popular right now.
>
You notice Wadi Bedhead nearby.
Wadi Bedhead attacks you from behind. You recall him standing right in front of you just a second ago.
Moving quickly, Wadi Bedhead pierces your neck with one of his shamshirs.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but despite the surprise you deftly dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but despite the surprise you dodge out of the way.
wibble bedhead
You wibble at Wadi Bedhead.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur and a colossal whirlwind of sand arrive from the east.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you easily dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1145 {-508}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 607998
You stab Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe deeply in the left leg with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
One of the palace guards exclaims in Djelian: Oi! We’ll have less of that!
One of the palace guards asks in Djelian: calh-yih! mit-calh-lat do you think you’re doing?
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
Your skills moderately reduce the action cost of your defence.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You launch a powerful attack. You pierce Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe thrusts at you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1148 (1797) Gp: 270 (345) Xp: 609186
You perforate Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s right arm with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
The Avenue of the Pharaohs is one of the major thoroughfares through Djelibeybi. To the north it enters the Square of the Ancestors and to the south it meets the commercial district. During the day the wide road is bustling with life, but by night it lies still, almost deserted. Shadows criss-cross over the lovely mosaic on the street from the pillars and statues that line both sides of it.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A wooden pole with a maroon note, a dark brown note and a silver note attached to it is casually placed here and eight strips of cloth are on the ground.
> n
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night this way into the Square of Ancestors is lit by torches on either side of the huge triumphal arch, the Gate of the Pharaohs, that connects the Square with the Avenue of the Pharaohs. The arch casts deep shadows across this part of the square and strange shapes form in them created by the reflection of the light from the carvings on it. To the north the imposing frontage of the Palace is lit by more torches. To the east and west the square spreads out into the darkness, watched over by the statues of past royalty that stand around its edge.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, north and west.
A colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe and Wadi Bedhead are fighting here, two palace guards are on guard and a fluffy orange cat is standing here.
A lit torch is burning brightly here.
>
You think you see yellow giraffes (very small ones, of course) flopping around just outside your vision.
The fluffy orange cat rubs herself against you shedding small bits of fur.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe attempts to burn you with his antique spear but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1154 {+6}(1797) Gp: 278 (345) Xp: 609192
You perforate Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe’s back with one of your raven stilettos but his flaming barrier absorbs some of the blow.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to choke you in its cat fur but you dodge out of the way.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you dodge out of the way.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur and the colossal whirlwind of sand leave east.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1157 (1797) Gp: 282 (345) Xp: 609195
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching puce tuxedo and handkerchief).
> n
[Cruxis leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching lime green tuxedo and cummerbund).
>
Hp: 1166 {+9}(1797) Gp: 294 (345) Xp: 609204
Fuchsia elephants jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
Some tangerine elephants massage your shoulders.
s
Your vision is obscured by the floppy turquoise dwarfs (dancing a tango).
>
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
cs And a hashishim has backstabbed me, brilliant!
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: And a hashishim has backstabbed me, brilliant!
> s
Queued command: s
>
Wadi Bedhead slices one of his shamshirs into your neck.
Hp: 1054 {-112}(1797) Gp: 314 (345) Xp: 609219
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At nighttime, when the street is almost deserted, the magnificence of the Avenue of the Pharaohs is much more visible, simply due to the fact that its features are not hidden behind, or for that matter under, throngs of people milling about. The colossal statues of long gone pharaohs rise high above the mosaic-laid street and continue to do so to the north and south. Standing proudly on the west side of the road here is a large archway leading into a courtyard.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
A pampered tabby cat is standing here.
A brass plaque is here and the corpse of a plumbeous ibis is on the ground.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the Avenue of Pharaohs gets very, very empty. Of course, most streets are empty at night but since this one is at least twice as wide as a normal one it feels at least twice as empty. All along the sides of the avenue magnificent sandstone pillars and colossal statues loom over anyone who might venture to tread upon the beautiful mosaic depicting an important moment in Djelian history.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
> sip acnteen
Cannot find “acnteen”, no match.
> n
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the north.
Hp: 1063 {+9}(1797) Gp: 326 (345) Xp: 609228
Shaven lime green feegles (dancing a slow waltz) jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Your vision is obscured by the floppy iridescent blue hats (giving you funny looks).
>
You think you see one-eyed, one-horned wombling vermilion tigers bouncing around just outside your vision.
[Magpielove leaves Discworld]
s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Your vision is obscured by the dazzling pink elephants.
> sip canteen
You open the blackened canteen.
You sip a few ounces of blue water from the blackened canteen.
>
You close the blackened canteen.
n
You feel ever so slightly better.
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the north.
Your vision is obscured by the echidnas (wearing matching slug black hat and cummerbund).
> Your GP is full (345).
l
A scrawny black cat arrives from the west.
Your vision is obscured by the warty indigo star-nosed moles (dancing a slow waltz).
> s
Wadi Bedhead arrives from the south.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1611 {+548}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609249
Ultramarine elephants jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Your vision is obscured by the purple gnomes.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At nighttime, when the street is almost deserted, the magnificence of the Avenue of the Pharaohs is much more visible, simply due to the fact that its features are not hidden behind, or for that matter under, throngs of people milling about. The colossal statues of long gone pharaohs rise high above the mosaic-laid street and continue to do so to the north and south. Standing proudly on the west side of the road here is a large archway leading into a courtyard.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
Wadi Bedhead is fighting here and a scrawny black cat and a pampered tabby cat are standing here.
A brass plaque is here and the corpse of a plumbeous ibis is on the ground.
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1617 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609255
You skewer Wadi Bedhead’s left arm with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
s
The scent on the air shifts subtly, gaining a greater component of lemon.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the Avenue of Pharaohs gets very, very empty. Of course, most streets are empty at night but since this one is at least twice as wide as a normal one it feels at least twice as empty. All along the sides of the avenue magnificent sandstone pillars and colossal statues loom over anyone who might venture to tread upon the beautiful mosaic depicting an important moment in Djelian history.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
Wadi Bedhead is fighting here.
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1623 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609261
Two-eyed, two-nosed spitting fuchsia spiders jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
You watch as purple giraffes (very small ones, of course) sing soft, romantic songs to you.
Wadi Bedhead leaves north.
n
Your vision is obscured by the grizzled dazzling pink star-nosed moles (dancing a slow waltz).
>
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1629 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609267
[Clio enters Discworld -- PK]
You skewer Wadi Bedhead’s head with one of your raven stilettos.
The pampered tabby cat scratches at the ground, making the world its litterbox.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1632 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609270
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s chest with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
The pampered tabby cat rubs himself against you shedding small bits of fur.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the north.
Hp: 1635 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609273
You skewer the enormous whirlwind of cat fur’s edge with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
s
[Zari leaves Discworld]
Your vision is obscured by the grinning fuchsia toy broadswords.
>
Hp: 1644 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609282
Speckled tangerine mushrooms jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you easily dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you easily dodge out of the way.
s
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine elephants.
>
Hp: 1579 {-65}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609285
Purple coiled springs with bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy bouncy action jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1582 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609288
Three-eyed, three-eared flying puce bears jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1585 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609291
Wadi Bedhead leaves north.
s
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Your vision is obscured by the hot pink giraffes (very small ones, of course).
>
Your vision is obscured by the incandescent silver giraffes (very small ones, of course).
>
Your vision is obscured by the speckled dazzling pink mushrooms.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1594 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609300
Dazzling pink giraffes (very small ones, of course) jump in front of you, distracting you while you attack.
Wadi Bedhead slices at you with one of his shamshirs but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1597 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609303
You perforate Wadi Bedhead’s stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
who dead
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the south.
Some yellow gnomes pat you on the head.
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Baraka the Dancing Crane, Peeping Ptom
-----------------> There is one member of this group of people on the Discworld. <-----------------
>
Hp: 1600 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609306
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the centre with one of your raven stilettos.
s
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
A whirl of bugs converges on you.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At night the statues and pillars lining the Avenue of the Pharaohs loom awe-inspiringly over the few people who scurry along the street, probably on their way to somewhere less eerie and empty. The avenue joins up with the Square of the Ancestors to the north and to the south runs through the commercial district, the heart of Djelibeybi these days. Temple Street runs off to the west and Ibis Parade to the east.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are four obvious exits: south, north, east and west.
Wadi Bedhead and a poor tramp are standing here.
>
Hp: 1550 {-50}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609309
You perforate Wadi Bedhead's stomach with one of your raven stilettos.
Wadi Bedhead leaves south.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At this point the Avenue of the Pharaohs is as impressive as a very impressive street. It is very wide and littered with statues, pillars and a lovely mosaic. It is designed to hold an entire victory parade with the pharaoh, golden chariots and a thousand elephants if needed. At night though, with a total lack of elephants, the avenue is a little too wide and has a slightly eerie feeling to it.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
Wadi Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess and a militant priest are standing here.
>
Hp: 1556 {+6}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609315
You perforate Wadi Bedhead's head with one of your raven stilettos.
You killed Wadi Bedhead.
n
You feel quite cold.
Your vision is obscured by the ultramarine elephants.
>
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the unbelievably large black cloud, the enormous whirlwind of cat fur, the colossal whirlwind of sand and the large salamander leave south.
You watch as slithy toves (gyring and gimboling) bounce around you like bouncy things.
tell gwydion One more problem down
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the south.
You tell Gwydion auf der Scheibe: One more problem down
>
Hp: 1574 {+18}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609333
You skewer the unbelievably large black cloud's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you just dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur whips you with some debris.
You pierce the large salamander's left front leg with one of your raven stilettos.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you dodge out of the way.
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: Bah, twice, eh?
Hp: 1539 {-35}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609336
You perforate the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
You can see clearly now.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1542 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609339
You perforate the colossal whirlwind of sand's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The bugs attempt to converge on you but you dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
s
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
At this point the Avenue of the Pharaohs is as impressive as a very impressive street. It is very wide and littered with statues, pillars and a lovely mosaic. It is designed to hold an entire victory parade with the pharaoh, golden chariots and a thousand elephants if needed. At night though, with a total lack of elephants, the avenue is a little too wide and has a slightly eerie feeling to it.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are three obvious exits: north, south and west.
The ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess and a militant priest are standing here.
The corpse of Bedhead is on the ground.
>
The ghost of Bedhead appears to be checking out all your wounds.
tell bedhead Good effort though!
The ghost of Bedhead studies the ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess, a militant priest and you.
Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, an unbelievably large black cloud, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, a colossal whirlwind of sand and a large salamander arrive from the north.
You exclaim to the ghost of Bedhead: Good effort though!
>
Hp: 1551 {+9}(1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609348
You skewer the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your attacks.
You pierce the large salamander's head with one of your raven stilettos.
Hp: 1554 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609351
The unbelievably large black cloud attempts to smother you but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
Hirroshi the Tyger asks you: How do you get a disability chit off Won Artful Huckster?
You pierce the large salamander's head with one of your raven stilettos.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you dodge out of the way.
tell bedhead I like that you came to fight me
Hp: 1557 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609354
You pierce the large salamander's left rear leg with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud moves hungrily toward your tasty flesh but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The large salamander attempts to bite you but you dodge out of the way.
The scrawny white cat daintily licks a front paw and wipes his face with it.
You tell the ghost of Bedhead: I like that you came to fight me
>
You stab the unbelievably large black cloud deeply in the edge with one of your raven stilettos.
The ghost of Bedhead appears to be checking out all your wounds.
s
The ghost of Bedhead studies a large salamander, a colossal whirlwind of sand, an enormous whirlwind of cat fur, an unbelievably large black cloud, Sultan Gwydion auf der Scheibe, the ghost of Bedhead, a scrawny white cat, a dogmatic priestess, a militant priest and you.
Hp: 1560 (1797) Gp: 345 (345) Xp: 609357
You perforate the enormous whirlwind of cat fur's centre with one of your raven stilettos.
The unbelievably large black cloud fills your nose and mouth.
You feel very disoriented.
The enormous whirlwind of cat fur attempts to caress you with some dirty air but you deftly dodge out of the way.
The colossal whirlwind of sand attempts to whip you with some debris but you deftly dodge out of the way.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
>
A scrawny white cat arrives from the north.
[Kefka enters Discworld]
The scrawny white cat swats at a dust bunny with one paw.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: Gwydion and Bedhead?
s
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
> cs Yep, working on Gwyd now.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
You are too disoriented to do anything at the moment.
>
The shroud of confusion around you suddenly vanishes.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
South of the junction with Market Street and Phoenix Road the Avenue of the Pharaohs enters the Bazaar. At night however, the street is very empty and very still and full of dark spots under statues and between houses where absolutely anything could be hiding, watching, waiting. Not that there is; what could possibly want to hide in dark places and stalk people?
A large tent stall made predominantly of some sort of earthy brown hessian has been set up here.
It is a very chilly Sog’s night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are nine obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southeast, southwest, northeast, northwest and enter stall.
A beautiful old woman is standing here.
> cs Yep, working on Gwyd now.
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: Yep, working on Gwyd now.
>
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: The first time I’ve ever actually attacked anyone :
The ghost of Bedhead tells you: The first time I’ve ever actually attacked anyone
cs Bedhead came after me on a revenge killing, good for him
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: Bedhead came after me on a revenge killing, good for him
>
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: Hm.
smile bedhead
You smile at the ghost of Bedhead.
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who dead
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Baraka the Dancing Crane, Peeping Ptom
Bedhead the Endless Twilight
----------------> There are two members of this group of people on the Discworld. <----------------
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The ghost of Bedhead tells you: Kinda like a vulture smelling blood
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon.
This is the eastern end of Market Street, which snakes along the northern edge of the dark and deserted bazaar to the west. To the east lies the junction with the Avenue of the Pharaohs and Phoenix Road, which looks almost as quiet. A tall and severe-looking building casts a mildly frightening silhouette against the sky to the north, towering over you. Its windows are lit up like glaring eyes, and every so often its door opens to spit out a miserable-looking person who hurries off into the darkness.
It is a very chilly Sog's night with a strong breeze and a beautifully clear sky.
There are six obvious exits: north, south, east, west, southwest and southeast.
A small brass plaque is screwed to the wall.
>
[Kloke enters Discworld]
grin bedhead
You grin at the ghost of Bedhead.
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(ConlegiumSicariorum) Cyrus wisps: You might have trouble with Gwydion.
cs He’s after me because I killed him before
[Seria enters Discworld]
[Phrisa enters Discworld]
You whisper into the dark rose.
(ConlegiumSicariorum) Sterling wisps: He’s after me because I killed him before
>
The ghost of Bedhead is a good Hattian.
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The bank of Djelibeybi looks posh, yet sombre, in the way of banks everywhere. The idea is to give the impression that of course the bank is doing well (look at the nice leather chairs) but at the same time convey the image of an establishment that takes the money people confide in them very seriously and not one that would ever spend it on such frivolous luxuries as, say, leather armchairs. It’s not easy being a banker. There are a number of counters here with serious-looking people behind them that wait to take a customer’s money, and some of those nice leather armchairs to recline in while waiting.
There is one obvious exit: south.
Dr Llylia R Speshul is standing here.
> womble llylia
You womble around Dr Llylia R Speshul happily.
The ghost of Baraka tells you: you got 400+ perception bonus?
> tell baraka saw you scry me, I was on watch high
You tell the ghost of Baraka: saw you scry me, I was on watch high
[snip]fighting Gwydion all over Djb[/snip]
> tell gwydion Unfortunately I have to go soon… will it be alright with you if I call this a draw?
You ask Gwydion auf der Scheibe: Unfortunately I have to go soon… will it be alright with you if I call this a draw?
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The ghost of Baraka tells you: even on watch high still find it hard to believe lol
grin baraka
You grin at the ghost of Baraka.
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Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: No, you must remain and fall into the trap every other PK in Djelibeybi is now setting for you. :p
>
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: We’ll tell you when to enter the room in which we are all waiting in ambush.
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: Won’t be long. ;p
>
Gwydion auf der Scheibe tells you: Oh, very well, you may fall into it later.
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