by Artal » Sun Jul 18, 2021 9:53 pm
Ely edit 1 Aug 2021:
1-6 qps, depending on length and quality.
Potential +1 qp: if part of a series: x
Total: 4 qps to Artal, Alison also awarded
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Ely edit 30 Jul 2021:
1-6 qps, depending on length and quality.
Potential +1 qp: if part of a series: x
Total: 7 qps
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Building Habit
With a yawn he sat up in the thin bed, casting his vision angrily at the slightly opened window allowing sunlight to punch him directly in the face. "Too early" he spat out glaring at the open window and cast aside the blanket, the same that he has had since he awoke that night in the woods. Walking to the small standing closet against the wall beside the window he rubbed at his eyes and pulled it open. Grabbing out a pair of black pants, and the nice white shirt Lamgwin gave him he quickly dressed and threw the silver headband on to keep his hair from his eyes. 'Good enough' he thought as he trudged toward the door and kicked on his simple shoes. Grabbing the hunk of bread and cheese from the table beside the door he quickly ate it down before turning his attention to the door. Quietly opening the door he slunk out of the side room and into the library. Basel was nice enough to give him a room away from the others, it was near the library so he could practice his readin. Not that it was going well. On the table from the night before he grabbed the leather bound book and sat down on the ground instead of the chair. Pressing his back to the wall.
Artal flips the book around, staring at the words.
Artal struggles to break down the words.
Artal stammers out 'Jalaam'
Artal scratches his head.
Artal stammers out ' Lazari'
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal sighs.
Artal closes the book.
Artal stands up.
Artal puts the book back in the shelf.
The Library
It's not every inn which offers you the use of a library, particularly one as
well stocked as this one. There are maps, novels, and bizarre texts of all
sorts. A comfy sofa and a few reading chairs are the only furniture of the room
other than the rows upon rows of books.
[ obvious exits: N ]
A bookshelf made from imported wood stands against the wall here.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
An old woman weaves a pattern on her loom.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal groans loudly.
k rat
Artal tries to hit a rat, but it deflects the blow.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Scratched >
Artal swiftly dodge a rat's attempt to hit you.
Artal hit a rat's left foreleg.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Wounded >
A rat tries to hit you, but you dodge the attack.
Artal hit a rat's right foreleg hard.
A rat is stunned, but will probably regain consciousness...
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Critical >
Artal hit a rat's right leg into bloody fragments!
A rat is dead! R.I.P.
Not tired of this yet?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a rat's death cry.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
Artal says 'i'll get rid of it!'
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A gory tuft of flesh lies abandoned on the ground. [2]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
Artal watchs both ways.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
The corpse of a rat is lying here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal sighs.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A small key catches your eye, glittering with a dozen precious jewels.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A man is here.
drop corpse
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
A man leaves south.
Artal wipes his hands off on his pants.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A man is here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A man leaves east.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A gory tuft of flesh lies abandoned on the ground. [2]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Artal sighs.
get tuft
get tuft
A gambler leaves north.
Artal gets the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor.
Artal gets the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Master Blacksmith of Caemlyn
This smithy is a very simple arrangement with only a forge, anvil and a
work bench, somewhat cluttered with various pieces of iron and steel strewn
over it, all ready to be reshaped into the finest weapons. The various
precious metals in wooden crates round the walls indicate this smithy is a
place for quality weapons only. The blackened forge in the centre of the
smithy has a fire in a hearth fueled by scorching charcoal, which is
raised off the ground in a shallow clay bowl at waist height.
[ obvious exits: S ]
The master blacksmith's forge is here, blasted by a fierce fire.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A master blacksmith is here, hard at work.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Artal notice a quarterstaff is hidden here.
Artal notice a quarterstaff is hidden here.
Artal notice a soft leather pouch is hidden here.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
A man is here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
put tuft barrel
put tuft barrel
Artal puts the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor in a wooden barrel.
search staff
*
Artal found a quarterstaff.
search staff
*
Artal found a quarterstaff.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Artal notice a soft leather pouch is hidden here.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
A man is here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
search pouch
*
Artal found a soft leather pouch.
Artal is carrying:
a soft leather pouch
[2] a quarterstaff (worn)
put all barrel
Artal puts a soft leather pouch in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts a quarterstaff in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts a quarterstaff in a wooden barrel.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Artal peers around into the shadows.
get javelin pack
Artal gets a dark oak javelin from a backpack.
wield javelin
Artal wields a dark oak javelin with both hands.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
throw crow
Artal throw a dark oak javelin at a crow.
A dark oak javelin arcs through the air.
A dark oak javelin rips through a crow's guts as it collapses to the ground.
A crow is dead! R.I.P.
Blood never gets boring, does it?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a crow's death cry.
Artal claps approvingly.
get javelin corpse
Artal gets a dark oak javelin from the corpse of a crow.
wield javelin
Artal wields a dark oak javelin with both hands.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a crow.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
The corpse of a rat is lying here. [2]
A small key catches your eye, glittering with a dozen precious jewels.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a crow.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
rem javelin
Artal stops using a dark oak javelin.
put javelin pack
Artal puts a dark oak javelin in a backpack.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
Artal stands up on a stool next to the sink.
Artal works the bubbles in the sink up with some fresh water.
Artal begins washing at the dishes.
Artal whistles appreciatively.
Artal puts a dish on the counter.
Artal continues washing dishes.
Artal puts another dish onto the stack.
Artal scrubs at the dishes.
nod artal
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal says 'gotta get em clean'
Artal puts another dish onto the stack.
Artal watches the kitchen staff retrieve the stack to put away.
Artal places another dish onto the counter.
Artal finishes scrubbing the last dish.
Artal puts the dish onto the stack.
Artal hops down off the stool.
Artal dries his hands off on his pants
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Queen's Blessing
This backroom of the Queen's Blessing contains a variety of little games to
keep the more drunken patrons amused. There is little furniture here, the
walls are just bare brick and the floor is covered with a light coating of
sawdust which is swept away to keep the place somewhat clean and tidy.
There is a range of some sort at the far side of the room, with marks near
the lines denoting the distance to the mark on the floor.
[ obvious exits: W ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A bowl with some cherries is here.
A dartboard hangs here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal retrieves a broom from the corner.
Artal begins sweeping the floors.
Artal hums as he sways about, sweeping the dirt to the western end of the room.
A villager woman has arrived from the west.
Artal continues to sweep at the floors.
nod woman
Artal nods at her.
Artal says 'hallo'
Artal sweeps from east to west, north to south. gathering everything into one neat pile.
Artal wipes his forehead off on his sleeve.
Artal gets close to the southern end of the room, nearest the wall and begins pushing the last of the filth west.
Artal gathers everything into one pile.
Artal grabs a dust pan, and begins shuffling the filth onto it
Artal holds it tightly about chest height, careful not to spill anything.
A villager woman leaves west.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
Artal dumps the pan out.
nod artal
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal says 'yes!'
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Queen's Blessing
This backroom of the Queen's Blessing contains a variety of little games to
keep the more drunken patrons amused. There is little furniture here, the
walls are just bare brick and the floor is covered with a light coating of
sawdust which is swept away to keep the place somewhat clean and tidy.
There is a range of some sort at the far side of the room, with marks near
the lines denoting the distance to the mark on the floor.
[ obvious exits: W ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A bowl with some cherries is here.
A dartboard hangs here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal replaces the broom and pan into the corner.
Artal looks around slowly.
spit cherry
Artal gets a cherry.
Artal bites into his cherry - OH &*@# THAT hurt!...
Artal gets a mean look and gets ready.
Artal spits the seed 854 inches!
Artal cheers gleefully.
Artal says 'new high score.'
Artal scrambles across the room to get the cherry pit.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
Artal tosses the pit.
Artal wipes his hands off on his pants.
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
A villager woman has arrived from the north.
Artal clambers up onto the stool.
rem shirt
Artal stops using a finely-tailored white shirt.
Artal drapes the shirt over the counter.
Artal begins scrubbing the filth off himself.
Artal grabs the towel off the counter and dries himself.
wear shirt
Artal wears a finely-tailored white shirt on his body.
Artal hops off the stool.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
k rat
Artal hit a rat's body very hard.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Tiring - a rat: Beaten >
A rat starts following Artal.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Tiring - a rat: Beaten >
A rat tries to hit you, but you dodge the attack.
The Caemlyn cityguard leaves down.
A rat stops following Artal.
Artal hit a rat's body hard.
A rat is dead! R.I.P.
Not tired of this yet?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a rat's death cry.
Artal groans loudly.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
Artal says 'where they all comin from!'
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
Artal hops up onto the stool.
Artal rubs his hands furiously in the soapy water.
Artal dries his hands off hurriedly.
Artal hops off the stool.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal sighs.
search ticket
*
Artal found a stable ticket.
search key
*
Artal found a small key decorated in jewels.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A young woman walks by.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Castien Shahar is standing here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
put key barrel
Artal puts a small key decorated in jewels in a wooden barrel.
Artal is carrying:
a stable ticket
l ticket
It is a stable ticket for a gray palfrey from Caemlyn Stables, already redeemable.
put ticket barrely
Artal doesn't see a barrely here.
put ticket barrel
Artal puts a stable ticket in a wooden barrel.
Artal bows deeply.
Artal waves.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A man gambles away his purse.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A young woman walks by.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal says 'chores done sir'
The Caemlyn cityguard has arrived from below.
Artal waits for a nod from Basel, accompanied with a smile.
Artal cheers gleefully.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal says 'hmmmm'
The Caemlyn cityguard has arrived from the east.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees evenly
placed along the street. You see people scurrying about in a mad rush. A
stairway leads up here onto a skywalk that runs over the entire Inner City.
[ obvious exits: E W U ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard stretches east and west across Caemlyn. Not far off to the
east you can see the East Gate of Caemlyn. The boulevard is bisected by a row
of carefully groomed trees. A small store of cracked stone lies to the south.
A sign hangs over the door.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
Eastern End of a Wide Boulevard
Artal is on the eastern end of a wide boulevard that stretches east and west
across the entire city. A strip of grass cuts the extremely wide street in two,
and trees and flowers are placed throughout the boulevard. A square, unpleasant
ing building lies south. To the east is one on Caemlyn's four main gates.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the East Gate of Caemlyn. The city is larger than you
could have dreamed possible. Towering spires rise everywhere, and you are
completely overwhelmed by the sheer size and sound of crowded Caemlyn. Deep
in the city's heart you can see the Inner City and royal palace. An outer
road leads north and south along the city walls, and a wide boulevard
leads west into the city's center.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
Artal says 'hallo'
Artal says 'going out please'
Artal call for the Eastgate to be opened.
The Caemlyn gatekeeper unlocks the Eastgate.
The Caemlyn gatekeeper opens the Eastgate.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
The Eastgate closes quietly.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Caemlyn Road
Deep ruts in the road are evidence that much traffic passes this way,
on its way out of or into the grand city of Caemlyn, which lies to the west
nearby. You can go off the side of the road here to the north, into the
Braem Wood, or you can continue east or west, along the Caemlyn road.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Artal walks slowly.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn Road is the oldest road in the land, running an immense
distance from east to west. It is a very busy road, and this stretch of it
is no exception, with wagons, soldiers and travellers frequent pedestrians.
The road continues to the east, and to the west it reaches Caemlyn,
somewhere in the distance. There is dense woodland to the north of the
road, part of the Braem Wood, the biggest in the land.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Artal sighs.
Caemlyn Road
The road bends gently at this point, avoiding the Braem Wood to the east.
The ruts in the road and the rubbish by the side both point to the volume
of traffic that passes this way, most of it going in a westerly direction
towards Caemlyn. The road continues its path through the countryside to the
south.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
Caemlyn Road
Twisting and meandering its way between the hills to the south and the
forest to the north, the Caemlyn Road makes a turn at this point. Ruts are
one of the many signs that the traffic is heavy, fast and furious. The road
bends to the north towards Caemlyn, and to the east in the direction of
Aringill.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road narrows slightly at this point, and the road surface becomes more and
more uneven as successive generations of tree roots in the Braem Wood have made
their impact. The wood itself is just to the north, and some of the trees
overhang the road itself, which, as well travelled here as anywhere else,
continues to the east and west. A small dirt-packed lane leads off to the
south, somewhat neglected.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Razorgrass has started to grow in the grass beside the road. There is also
the offspring from the trees in the forest to the north of here, the Braem
Wood. There are more razorgrasses to the east, and to the south is the main
road through Andor, although the razor grass, with its barbs pointing
against you, is too thick to let you through.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
A dirty rock lies here.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
A handsome stag stands here, ready to run.
A badger is rummaging about, looking for stuff to eat.
A robin is here flying around.
A plump pheasant is here flying around.
A long-eared rabbit is here, looking quite sick.
A plump pheasant leaves east.
Artal smiles happily.
Artal finds a soft spot to sit
rem toy
A robin flaps its wings as it comes in to land nearby.
Artal stops using a home-made wooden toy.
A plump pheasant has arrived from the east.
A handsome stag leaves north.
Artal begins making noises that the soldier is fighting an enemy.
A green woodpecker leaves east.
Artal bounces it around on the grass, like it is marching around.
The day has begun.
Artal in a low serious voice 'Move along, nothing to see here!'
Artal stops the soldier bounding around and leaves it sitting upon the grass.
Artal lays back staring at the sky.
Artal begins getting groggy.
A badger leaves north.
Artal goes to sleep.
If he dreamed, he did not remember it. Which was good, he always remembered the bad ones. Rubbing at his eyes he looked up through the canopy. The sun was not quite at its peak, which meant he would miss lunch if he did not hurry! Standing he grabbed his soldier and began sprinting.
Six-foot high blades of razorgrass straddle the side of the road, creating
a natural barrier. The sides of the blades can easily cut into exposed
skin, and the one-way barbs catch clothing, causing rips and holes. They
are too dense to let you go south, so the only ways that you can go are
north or east, into the Braem Wood.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
A plump pheasant pecks at the ground.
Braem Wood near Aringill
The thick carpet of dead leaves, twigs and branches, accumulated over the
ages, make it easy to walk here, and provide for a fairly firm footing.
Different scenery can be seen to the west, a grass of sorts, although there
is more woodland to the north.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving west.
A crow is here flying around.
Braem Wood near Aringill
The lie of the land is rather hilly here, marked by steep foothills and
valleys, and the high bank to the north prevents any progress in that
direction. Trees grow up the side of the bank, and one day one of them will
be tall enough to climb up. Until that happens, the only ways forward are
south or east, towards more woodlands.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
A mole is here, looking sickly.
Braem Wood near Aringill
Although you are amidst the greenery of the Braem Wood, a tall grey town
wall looms in the distance, and it is obvious that you cannot go any
further east. Dense trees, very dense to enter, mark the way north,
though to the south there are some bushes to squeeze through. The Braem
Wood continues to the west, which must be the way out from this place.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving west.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
A crow is visible flying high in the sky.
Path into the Braem Wood
Squeezed between rhododendron bushes near the town walls of Aringill, the
path is rarely used, and has nearly overgrown. The bushes are tall, at
least twenty men high, and the evergreen leaves keep nearly all the light out.
It is so rarely used, that the way through the path is quite overgrown and
difficult to get through.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
A jaguar, chewing on its prey, looks at Artal.
Aringill Crossing
The Caemlyn road, packed with travellers of every description, continues
its way here, towards Caemlyn in the west and nearby Aringill to the east.
The road is bisected by two country paths, one towards some dense bushes to
the north and the other through some hills to the south.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
A small chimney puffs smoke from the roof of a ledge wagon.
A young blacksmith is here, looking for work.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn road, emerging from Aringill to the east, becomes surrounded
by wild countryside at this point, with aeon old trees visible to the
north, and hills to the south. Both are distant, and the way there is
unpenetrable, so you can only go further on the road either westwards,
towards Caemlyn the capital of Andor, or eastwards, to Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn road opens up at this point, giving access to the Braem Wood
north of the road. The road here, as elsewhere, is furrowed and old, and
much traffic passes over it. Aringill to the east along the road, nearer
than Caemlyn, which is far to the west.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The shallow turn in the Caemlyn road at this point is indicative of the
route from Caemlyn to Aringill, which runs in a slightly southeastern
direction. Like the rest of the road, its age is marked by furrows in the
ground and the traffic is heavy. The road continues to the east and the
north. There is open countryside to the south and the west.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Meandering its way through the countryside of Andor, the Caemlyn road is
roughly halfway between Caemlyn to the northwest and Aringill to the
southeast. The northern edge of the road is undefined and ill kept, as
saplings from the forest to the north have started growing through the
stones in places. There are more trees to the east.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
Caemlyn Road
Although human settlements are few along this part of the road to Caemlyn,
there is a lot of traffic, with plenty of shouting and cursing between
those on foot, horse and cart. The Braem Wood is visible to the north, but
no way has been made through the hills to the south, yet. The Caemlyn road
goes on to Caemlyn to the west, and Aringill to the east.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road narrows slightly at this point, and the road surface becomes more and
more uneven as successive generations of tree roots in the Braem Wood have made
their impact. The wood itself is just to the north, and some of the trees
overhang the road itself, which, as well travelled here as anywhere else,
continues to the east and west. A small dirt-packed lane leads off to the
south, somewhat neglected.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Twisting and meandering its way between the hills to the south and the
forest to the north, the Caemlyn Road makes a turn at this point. Ruts are
one of the many signs that the traffic is heavy, fast and furious. The road
bends to the north towards Caemlyn, and to the east in the direction of
Aringill.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road bends gently at this point, avoiding the Braem Wood to the east.
The ruts in the road and the rubbish by the side both point to the volume
of traffic that passes this way, most of it going in a westerly direction
towards Caemlyn. The road continues its path through the countryside to the
south.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn Road is the oldest road in the land, running an immense
distance from east to west. It is a very busy road, and this stretch of it
is no exception, with wagons, soldiers and travellers frequent pedestrians.
The road continues to the east, and to the west it reaches Caemlyn,
somewhere in the distance. There is dense woodland to the north of the
road, part of the Braem Wood, the biggest in the land.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Deep ruts in the road are evidence that much traffic passes this way,
on its way out of or into the grand city of Caemlyn, which lies to the west
nearby. You can go off the side of the road here to the north, into the
Braem Wood, or you can continue east or west, along the Caemlyn road.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Artal doesn't see a closed gate.
Inside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the East Gate of Caemlyn. The city is larger than you
could have dreamed possible. Towering spires rise everywhere, and you are
completely overwhelmed by the sheer size and sound of crowded Caemlyn. Deep
in the city's heart you can see the Inner City and royal palace. An outer
road leads north and south along the city walls, and a wide boulevard
leads west into the city's center.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
Eastern End of a Wide Boulevard
Artal is on the eastern end of a wide boulevard that stretches east and west
across the entire city. A strip of grass cuts the extremely wide street in two,
and trees and flowers are placed throughout the boulevard. A square, unpleasant
ing building lies south. To the east is one on Caemlyn's four main gates.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard stretches east and west across Caemlyn. Not far off to the
east you can see the East Gate of Caemlyn. The boulevard is bisected by a row
of carefully groomed trees. A small store of cracked stone lies to the south.
A sign hangs over the door.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees evenly
placed along the street. You see people scurrying about in a mad rush. A
stairway leads up here onto a skywalk that runs over the entire Inner City.
[ obvious exits: E W U ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A young woman walks by.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
With a smile the kind innkeeper motioned him to a table, which had a steaming bowl of something and a large mug of whatever sitting nearby. It did not matter, wasn't squirrel! Smiling from ear to ear Artal crossed the room and sat down beside the always grumpy looking Lamgwin and began to devour his food. Potatoes in a creamy soup with other mixed vegetables, his new favorite!
Conversation filled the air as the other patrons went about their lunch, or business. The room was filled and he ignored the chicken wandering near the entryway. No idea how it got in here or why it was here, but it would be tomorrow's lunch if it did not scurry off. Months upon months had flown by when he was dropped off here at the Queen's Blessing. And with each passing day he built habit of doing his chores, learning and gaining some free time to go off into the Braem to explore or play. Each day ended with him inside the Inn before dark, as they did not want him wandering the streets at dark. So he tended to help in the kitchen's, or up here doing whatever was requested. Cleaning tables, sweeping. Discarding of weird things left all over by those who passed through. Some days he would just lean against the wall near Lamgwin and scowl darkly at strangers as they passed by like the man did. But he did not think he was near as successful. With a clatter he finished his bowl and he went to get up to clear his space but Lamgwin grabbed it and made off down the steps. Never did that, he always cleaned up after himself. Wiping his mouth with the handkerchief Basel gave him so he wouldn't sully his shirt sleeves any more he went to stand but Basel sat down. The heavy set man was pink of face as always but his trademark smile was missing. He sat down firmly in his chair opposite the man waiting. With a sigh the innkeep pulled out a rolled piece of paper from his pocket. Small and tied with a green string the man unwound the string and rolled it out. Artal peered down at the writing but could not quite make out what it said.
"Well lad, alot of time has passed, but finally some word from Tenil." The man's voice was low, but he heard him correctly? Word from Tenil finally? He tried to hide his excitement. He did not want to seem rude as they have all been so kind to him. But he could barely stay seated. No word had arrived, not until today. "Starts off with an appology, it took him longer to get back out west than he thought." Waiting for more nothing came, looking up from the paper rolled out before him the man opposite of him looked more grim than before.
"Bad news sir?" Asked nervously, he watched as Basel rubbed pink hands to his face. Before dropping them slowly back to the table and nodding. Sinking back into his seat he waited. A hand on his shoulder startled him, and looked up to see Lamgwin had returned. He did not notice over the sound of the busy inn. But he put his gaze back to the paper. "Im ready."
"Tenil has buried your mother, away from the burnt farm. The other farm was in the same state. The one your friend had lived in. No sign of your father. But his family was found. Buried as well. The animals appear to have been slaughtered or led off, and the fields burned as well. There were some strange tracks in and around the farm as well. And.." The man trailed off, watching him as he looked up again. He did not notice he had begun, but he felt the wet trail leave his face and looked down to see his tear splash upon the table top.
"Go on, he will be fine." He heard the gruff voice from above him announce, and a squeeze of his shoulder re assured him. Bobbing his head he looked back to Basel, steadying himself and cutting off his emotion.
"Two corpses found, seemingly in flight. Rough looking with ragged mismatched armor. Appearing to have been ridden down. The strange tracks leave the farms heading south toward Almoth. Its where he stopped tracking them. And with the strange tracks a small set of footprints. It appears your friend, this other boy has gone off with the strange tracks Artal. Toward Almoth and possibly down toward Falme." Falme? It made no difference, it meant Izaak was alright. It meant he was alive and someone had gotten him away from the bad men right? Basel looked up from him and confused he looked up as well. Lamgwin had his usual dour look to his face but he gave a sigh.
"Seanchan lad, it means they have your friend. Falme has been in their control for a while now. And if they have taken him in it means he has either sworn the oaths or will swear the oaths." Squinting his eyes he looked from one to the other, still not understanding what any of it meant. But Izaak was alright, someone had helped him while he failed. He ran off leaving him there.
"For the night we will take care of everything. Practice your reading and we will try and help you understand more later on. Im sorry there isn't any good news lad." Which startled him again. The night off from helping? But there was good news. Standing up he bobbed his head again, and moved off toward the library at the southern end of the upper floor. Turning back before exiting he smiled which made the other two look confused for the first time tonight.
Ely edit 1 Aug 2021:
1-6 qps, depending on length and quality.
Potential +1 qp: if part of a series: x
Total: 4 qps to Artal, Alison also awarded
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Ely edit 30 Jul 2021:
1-6 qps, depending on length and quality.
Potential +1 qp: if part of a series: x
Total: 7 qps
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Building Habit
With a yawn he sat up in the thin bed, casting his vision angrily at the slightly opened window allowing sunlight to punch him directly in the face. "Too early" he spat out glaring at the open window and cast aside the blanket, the same that he has had since he awoke that night in the woods. Walking to the small standing closet against the wall beside the window he rubbed at his eyes and pulled it open. Grabbing out a pair of black pants, and the nice white shirt Lamgwin gave him he quickly dressed and threw the silver headband on to keep his hair from his eyes. 'Good enough' he thought as he trudged toward the door and kicked on his simple shoes. Grabbing the hunk of bread and cheese from the table beside the door he quickly ate it down before turning his attention to the door. Quietly opening the door he slunk out of the side room and into the library. Basel was nice enough to give him a room away from the others, it was near the library so he could practice his readin. Not that it was going well. On the table from the night before he grabbed the leather bound book and sat down on the ground instead of the chair. Pressing his back to the wall.
Artal flips the book around, staring at the words.
Artal struggles to break down the words.
Artal stammers out 'Jalaam'
Artal scratches his head.
Artal stammers out ' Lazari'
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal sighs.
Artal closes the book.
Artal stands up.
Artal puts the book back in the shelf.
The Library
It's not every inn which offers you the use of a library, particularly one as
well stocked as this one. There are maps, novels, and bizarre texts of all
sorts. A comfy sofa and a few reading chairs are the only furniture of the room
other than the rows upon rows of books.
[ obvious exits: N ]
A bookshelf made from imported wood stands against the wall here.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
An old woman weaves a pattern on her loom.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal groans loudly.
k rat
Artal tries to hit a rat, but it deflects the blow.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Scratched >
Artal swiftly dodge a rat's attempt to hit you.
Artal hit a rat's left foreleg.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Wounded >
A rat tries to hit you, but you dodge the attack.
Artal hit a rat's right foreleg hard.
A rat is stunned, but will probably regain consciousness...
* S HP:Healthy MV:Full - a rat: Critical >
Artal hit a rat's right leg into bloody fragments!
A rat is dead! R.I.P.
Not tired of this yet?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a rat's death cry.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
Artal says 'i'll get rid of it!'
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A gory tuft of flesh lies abandoned on the ground. [2]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
Artal watchs both ways.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
The corpse of a rat is lying here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal sighs.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A small key catches your eye, glittering with a dozen precious jewels.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A man is here.
drop corpse
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
A man leaves south.
Artal wipes his hands off on his pants.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A man is here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A man leaves east.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A gory tuft of flesh lies abandoned on the ground. [2]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Artal sighs.
get tuft
get tuft
A gambler leaves north.
Artal gets the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor.
Artal gets the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Master Blacksmith of Caemlyn
This smithy is a very simple arrangement with only a forge, anvil and a
work bench, somewhat cluttered with various pieces of iron and steel strewn
over it, all ready to be reshaped into the finest weapons. The various
precious metals in wooden crates round the walls indicate this smithy is a
place for quality weapons only. The blackened forge in the centre of the
smithy has a fire in a hearth fueled by scorching charcoal, which is
raised off the ground in a shallow clay bowl at waist height.
[ obvious exits: S ]
The master blacksmith's forge is here, blasted by a fierce fire.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A master blacksmith is here, hard at work.
Alas, you cannot go that way...
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Artal notice a quarterstaff is hidden here.
Artal notice a quarterstaff is hidden here.
Artal notice a soft leather pouch is hidden here.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
A man is here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
put tuft barrel
put tuft barrel
Artal puts the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts the death scalp of a hillman warrior slain in Andor in a wooden barrel.
search staff
*
Artal found a quarterstaff.
search staff
*
Artal found a quarterstaff.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Artal notice a soft leather pouch is hidden here.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
A man is here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
search pouch
*
Artal found a soft leather pouch.
Artal is carrying:
a soft leather pouch
[2] a quarterstaff (worn)
put all barrel
Artal puts a soft leather pouch in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts a quarterstaff in a wooden barrel.
Artal puts a quarterstaff in a wooden barrel.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Artal peers around into the shadows.
get javelin pack
Artal gets a dark oak javelin from a backpack.
wield javelin
Artal wields a dark oak javelin with both hands.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A crow is here flying around.
throw crow
Artal throw a dark oak javelin at a crow.
A dark oak javelin arcs through the air.
A dark oak javelin rips through a crow's guts as it collapses to the ground.
A crow is dead! R.I.P.
Blood never gets boring, does it?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a crow's death cry.
Artal claps approvingly.
get javelin corpse
Artal gets a dark oak javelin from the corpse of a crow.
wield javelin
Artal wields a dark oak javelin with both hands.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a crow.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
The corpse of a rat is lying here. [2]
A small key catches your eye, glittering with a dozen precious jewels.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a crow.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
The perimeter wall is to the south, and the South Gate of Caemlyn is to the
west. You see a large refuse yard to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
rem javelin
Artal stops using a dark oak javelin.
put javelin pack
Artal puts a dark oak javelin in a backpack.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
Artal stands up on a stool next to the sink.
Artal works the bubbles in the sink up with some fresh water.
Artal begins washing at the dishes.
Artal whistles appreciatively.
Artal puts a dish on the counter.
Artal continues washing dishes.
Artal puts another dish onto the stack.
Artal scrubs at the dishes.
nod artal
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal says 'gotta get em clean'
Artal puts another dish onto the stack.
Artal watches the kitchen staff retrieve the stack to put away.
Artal places another dish onto the counter.
Artal finishes scrubbing the last dish.
Artal puts the dish onto the stack.
Artal hops down off the stool.
Artal dries his hands off on his pants
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Queen's Blessing
This backroom of the Queen's Blessing contains a variety of little games to
keep the more drunken patrons amused. There is little furniture here, the
walls are just bare brick and the floor is covered with a light coating of
sawdust which is swept away to keep the place somewhat clean and tidy.
There is a range of some sort at the far side of the room, with marks near
the lines denoting the distance to the mark on the floor.
[ obvious exits: W ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A bowl with some cherries is here.
A dartboard hangs here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal retrieves a broom from the corner.
Artal begins sweeping the floors.
Artal hums as he sways about, sweeping the dirt to the western end of the room.
A villager woman has arrived from the west.
Artal continues to sweep at the floors.
nod woman
Artal nods at her.
Artal says 'hallo'
Artal sweeps from east to west, north to south. gathering everything into one neat pile.
Artal wipes his forehead off on his sleeve.
Artal gets close to the southern end of the room, nearest the wall and begins pushing the last of the filth west.
Artal gathers everything into one pile.
Artal grabs a dust pan, and begins shuffling the filth onto it
Artal holds it tightly about chest height, careful not to spill anything.
A villager woman leaves west.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
Artal dumps the pan out.
nod artal
Artal nods to himself. Very reassuring.
Artal says 'yes!'
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Queen's Blessing
This backroom of the Queen's Blessing contains a variety of little games to
keep the more drunken patrons amused. There is little furniture here, the
walls are just bare brick and the floor is covered with a light coating of
sawdust which is swept away to keep the place somewhat clean and tidy.
There is a range of some sort at the far side of the room, with marks near
the lines denoting the distance to the mark on the floor.
[ obvious exits: W ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A bowl with some cherries is here.
A dartboard hangs here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal replaces the broom and pan into the corner.
Artal looks around slowly.
spit cherry
Artal gets a cherry.
Artal bites into his cherry - OH &*@# THAT hurt!...
Artal gets a mean look and gets ready.
Artal spits the seed 854 inches!
Artal cheers gleefully.
Artal says 'new high score.'
Artal scrambles across the room to get the cherry pit.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
Artal tosses the pit.
Artal wipes his hands off on his pants.
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
A villager woman has arrived from the north.
Artal clambers up onto the stool.
rem shirt
Artal stops using a finely-tailored white shirt.
Artal drapes the shirt over the counter.
Artal begins scrubbing the filth off himself.
Artal grabs the towel off the counter and dries himself.
wear shirt
Artal wears a finely-tailored white shirt on his body.
Artal hops off the stool.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A rat scurries around trying to get out of sight.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
k rat
Artal hit a rat's body very hard.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Tiring - a rat: Beaten >
A rat starts following Artal.
* S HP:Healthy MV:Tiring - a rat: Beaten >
A rat tries to hit you, but you dodge the attack.
The Caemlyn cityguard leaves down.
A rat stops following Artal.
Artal hit a rat's body hard.
A rat is dead! R.I.P.
Not tired of this yet?
Artal's blood freezes as you hear a rat's death cry.
Artal groans loudly.
get corpse
Artal gets the corpse of a rat.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
It is pitch black...
The Junk Yard
A large and messy junk yard apparently serves most of the outer city.
Artal see discarded furniture, as well as sundry items of little use.
Perhaps this would be a good spot to get rid of any of your unneeded items?
[ obvious exits: S ]
A well-trained brute scowls at you.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
drop corpse
Artal drops the corpse of a rat.
Artal says 'where they all comin from!'
It is pitch black...
Inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the Southern Gate of Caemlyn. The city is a vast chaotic
sprawl of people and buildings. Caemlyn could probably swallow a smaller
city entirely, and not look at all larger. You stare for a moment at the
impossible number of buildings and people filling crowded Caemlyn. At the
city's center you can make out the inner city and the royal palace. A
southern road follows the perimeter of the city both east and west here.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
The Southern Road
Artal is on the southern side of the outer road which circles the Outer City.
Artal is just inside the perimeter wall of the city, and can see a gate just
to the east. A small side street winds through the Outer City to the north.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Path Through the Outer City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City. You can see
the outer road to the south.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Winding Path Through the City
This short and extremely narrow side street squeezes between several buildings
as it twists its way through the southern region of the Outer City.
[ obvious exits: N S ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
The Kitchen
A basic kitchen. A few stoves are in constant use, and cooking utensils lie
strewn about. You can hear the sounds of merriment from the common room,
and the cooking staff is generally running madly about to keep up with the
incoming orders. A sign hangs next to the oven.
[ obvious exits: N ]
An oven stands here, radiating a dry heat.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
A villager woman performs her daily routine.
A cook busily prepares a savory dish in his kitchen.
Artal hops up onto the stool.
Artal rubs his hands furiously in the soapy water.
Artal dries his hands off hurriedly.
Artal hops off the stool.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
Artal notice a stable ticket is hidden here.
Artal notice a small key decorated in jewels is hidden here.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal sighs.
search ticket
*
Artal found a stable ticket.
search key
*
Artal found a small key decorated in jewels.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A small dog is here, barking furiously.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A young woman walks by.
Caemlyn Central Square
Artal is in a large stone square, right in the middle of Caemlyn's outer
city. You see a wide boulevard to the north, and the path to the inner
city. There are a number of shops around you. The density of the population
is really quite incredible. It's almost impossible to relax as you are
being constantly bumped and jostled. From here you can really get a good
view of the outer city, and this just makes you appreciate the older inner
city all the more. A large banner hangs nearby, depicting a map of
Caemlyn's outer city.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A fountain is here, offering clear blue water to all.
A marble bench, flecked with gold and bronze, adorns the floor.
A stout wooden barrel stands nearby.
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
Castien Shahar is standing here.
The Caemlyn town crier stands here, spreading the news.
A gleeman is here, playing a lute.
put key barrel
Artal puts a small key decorated in jewels in a wooden barrel.
Artal is carrying:
a stable ticket
l ticket
It is a stable ticket for a gray palfrey from Caemlyn Stables, already redeemable.
put ticket barrely
Artal doesn't see a barrely here.
put ticket barrel
Artal puts a stable ticket in a wooden barrel.
Artal bows deeply.
Artal waves.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A man gambles away his purse.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A young woman walks by.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
Artal says 'chores done sir'
The Caemlyn cityguard has arrived from below.
Artal waits for a nod from Basel, accompanied with a smile.
Artal cheers gleefully.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A man gambles away his purse.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Artal says 'hmmmm'
The Caemlyn cityguard has arrived from the east.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A man gambles away his purse.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A city lamplighter stands nearby, attending his duties.
A ragged looking man asks for spare coins.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees evenly
placed along the street. You see people scurrying about in a mad rush. A
stairway leads up here onto a skywalk that runs over the entire Inner City.
[ obvious exits: E W U ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard stretches east and west across Caemlyn. Not far off to the
east you can see the East Gate of Caemlyn. The boulevard is bisected by a row
of carefully groomed trees. A small store of cracked stone lies to the south.
A sign hangs over the door.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A worker busily earns a day's pay.
Eastern End of a Wide Boulevard
Artal is on the eastern end of a wide boulevard that stretches east and west
across the entire city. A strip of grass cuts the extremely wide street in two,
and trees and flowers are placed throughout the boulevard. A square, unpleasant
ing building lies south. To the east is one on Caemlyn's four main gates.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
Inside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the East Gate of Caemlyn. The city is larger than you
could have dreamed possible. Towering spires rise everywhere, and you are
completely overwhelmed by the sheer size and sound of crowded Caemlyn. Deep
in the city's heart you can see the Inner City and royal palace. An outer
road leads north and south along the city walls, and a wide boulevard
leads west into the city's center.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
Artal says 'hallo'
Artal says 'going out please'
Artal call for the Eastgate to be opened.
The Caemlyn gatekeeper unlocks the Eastgate.
The Caemlyn gatekeeper opens the Eastgate.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
The Eastgate closes quietly.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Caemlyn Road
Deep ruts in the road are evidence that much traffic passes this way,
on its way out of or into the grand city of Caemlyn, which lies to the west
nearby. You can go off the side of the road here to the north, into the
Braem Wood, or you can continue east or west, along the Caemlyn road.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Artal walks slowly.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn Road is the oldest road in the land, running an immense
distance from east to west. It is a very busy road, and this stretch of it
is no exception, with wagons, soldiers and travellers frequent pedestrians.
The road continues to the east, and to the west it reaches Caemlyn,
somewhere in the distance. There is dense woodland to the north of the
road, part of the Braem Wood, the biggest in the land.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Artal sighs.
Caemlyn Road
The road bends gently at this point, avoiding the Braem Wood to the east.
The ruts in the road and the rubbish by the side both point to the volume
of traffic that passes this way, most of it going in a westerly direction
towards Caemlyn. The road continues its path through the countryside to the
south.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
Caemlyn Road
Twisting and meandering its way between the hills to the south and the
forest to the north, the Caemlyn Road makes a turn at this point. Ruts are
one of the many signs that the traffic is heavy, fast and furious. The road
bends to the north towards Caemlyn, and to the east in the direction of
Aringill.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road narrows slightly at this point, and the road surface becomes more and
more uneven as successive generations of tree roots in the Braem Wood have made
their impact. The wood itself is just to the north, and some of the trees
overhang the road itself, which, as well travelled here as anywhere else,
continues to the east and west. A small dirt-packed lane leads off to the
south, somewhat neglected.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Razorgrass has started to grow in the grass beside the road. There is also
the offspring from the trees in the forest to the north of here, the Braem
Wood. There are more razorgrasses to the east, and to the south is the main
road through Andor, although the razor grass, with its barbs pointing
against you, is too thick to let you through.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
A dirty rock lies here.
A green woodpecker is here flying around.
A handsome stag stands here, ready to run.
A badger is rummaging about, looking for stuff to eat.
A robin is here flying around.
A plump pheasant is here flying around.
A long-eared rabbit is here, looking quite sick.
A plump pheasant leaves east.
Artal smiles happily.
Artal finds a soft spot to sit
rem toy
A robin flaps its wings as it comes in to land nearby.
Artal stops using a home-made wooden toy.
A plump pheasant has arrived from the east.
A handsome stag leaves north.
Artal begins making noises that the soldier is fighting an enemy.
A green woodpecker leaves east.
Artal bounces it around on the grass, like it is marching around.
The day has begun.
Artal in a low serious voice 'Move along, nothing to see here!'
Artal stops the soldier bounding around and leaves it sitting upon the grass.
Artal lays back staring at the sky.
Artal begins getting groggy.
A badger leaves north.
Artal goes to sleep.
If he dreamed, he did not remember it. Which was good, he always remembered the bad ones. Rubbing at his eyes he looked up through the canopy. The sun was not quite at its peak, which meant he would miss lunch if he did not hurry! Standing he grabbed his soldier and began sprinting.
Six-foot high blades of razorgrass straddle the side of the road, creating
a natural barrier. The sides of the blades can easily cut into exposed
skin, and the one-way barbs catch clothing, causing rips and holes. They
are too dense to let you go south, so the only ways that you can go are
north or east, into the Braem Wood.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
A plump pheasant pecks at the ground.
Braem Wood near Aringill
The thick carpet of dead leaves, twigs and branches, accumulated over the
ages, make it easy to walk here, and provide for a fairly firm footing.
Different scenery can be seen to the west, a grass of sorts, although there
is more woodland to the north.
[ obvious exits: N W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving west.
A crow is here flying around.
Braem Wood near Aringill
The lie of the land is rather hilly here, marked by steep foothills and
valleys, and the high bank to the north prevents any progress in that
direction. Trees grow up the side of the bank, and one day one of them will
be tall enough to climb up. Until that happens, the only ways forward are
south or east, towards more woodlands.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving east.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
A mole is here, looking sickly.
Braem Wood near Aringill
Although you are amidst the greenery of the Braem Wood, a tall grey town
wall looms in the distance, and it is obvious that you cannot go any
further east. Dense trees, very dense to enter, mark the way north,
though to the south there are some bushes to squeeze through. The Braem
Wood continues to the west, which must be the way out from this place.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of an animal leaving west.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
A crow is visible flying high in the sky.
Path into the Braem Wood
Squeezed between rhododendron bushes near the town walls of Aringill, the
path is rarely used, and has nearly overgrown. The bushes are tall, at
least twenty men high, and the evergreen leaves keep nearly all the light out.
It is so rarely used, that the way through the path is quite overgrown and
difficult to get through.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
A jaguar, chewing on its prey, looks at Artal.
Aringill Crossing
The Caemlyn road, packed with travellers of every description, continues
its way here, towards Caemlyn in the west and nearby Aringill to the east.
The road is bisected by two country paths, one towards some dense bushes to
the north and the other through some hills to the south.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
A small chimney puffs smoke from the roof of a ledge wagon.
A young blacksmith is here, looking for work.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn road, emerging from Aringill to the east, becomes surrounded
by wild countryside at this point, with aeon old trees visible to the
north, and hills to the south. Both are distant, and the way there is
unpenetrable, so you can only go further on the road either westwards,
towards Caemlyn the capital of Andor, or eastwards, to Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn road opens up at this point, giving access to the Braem Wood
north of the road. The road here, as elsewhere, is furrowed and old, and
much traffic passes over it. Aringill to the east along the road, nearer
than Caemlyn, which is far to the west.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The shallow turn in the Caemlyn road at this point is indicative of the
route from Caemlyn to Aringill, which runs in a slightly southeastern
direction. Like the rest of the road, its age is marked by furrows in the
ground and the traffic is heavy. The road continues to the east and the
north. There is open countryside to the south and the west.
[ obvious exits: N E S ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Meandering its way through the countryside of Andor, the Caemlyn road is
roughly halfway between Caemlyn to the northwest and Aringill to the
southeast. The northern edge of the road is undefined and ill kept, as
saplings from the forest to the north have started growing through the
stones in places. There are more trees to the east.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
Caemlyn Road
Although human settlements are few along this part of the road to Caemlyn,
there is a lot of traffic, with plenty of shouting and cursing between
those on foot, horse and cart. The Braem Wood is visible to the north, but
no way has been made through the hills to the south, yet. The Caemlyn road
goes on to Caemlyn to the west, and Aringill to the east.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road narrows slightly at this point, and the road surface becomes more and
more uneven as successive generations of tree roots in the Braem Wood have made
their impact. The wood itself is just to the north, and some of the trees
overhang the road itself, which, as well travelled here as anywhere else,
continues to the east and west. A small dirt-packed lane leads off to the
south, somewhat neglected.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving west.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Twisting and meandering its way between the hills to the south and the
forest to the north, the Caemlyn Road makes a turn at this point. Ruts are
one of the many signs that the traffic is heavy, fast and furious. The road
bends to the north towards Caemlyn, and to the east in the direction of
Aringill.
[ obvious exits: N E ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving north.
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
The road bends gently at this point, avoiding the Braem Wood to the east.
The ruts in the road and the rubbish by the side both point to the volume
of traffic that passes this way, most of it going in a westerly direction
towards Caemlyn. The road continues its path through the countryside to the
south.
[ obvious exits: S W ]
There are some tracks of an animal leaving south.
There are some tracks of a human leaving south.
A young and strong buck is here, munching some grass.
Caemlyn Road
The Caemlyn Road is the oldest road in the land, running an immense
distance from east to west. It is a very busy road, and this stretch of it
is no exception, with wagons, soldiers and travellers frequent pedestrians.
The road continues to the east, and to the west it reaches Caemlyn,
somewhere in the distance. There is dense woodland to the north of the
road, part of the Braem Wood, the biggest in the land.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Caemlyn Road
Deep ruts in the road are evidence that much traffic passes this way,
on its way out of or into the grand city of Caemlyn, which lies to the west
nearby. You can go off the side of the road here to the north, into the
Braem Wood, or you can continue east or west, along the Caemlyn road.
[ obvious exits: N E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
Outside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Standing firmly before you to the west, the massive gates of Caemlyn guard
the capital of Andor from its enemies at night. During the day they are
open, allowing the thronging masses to leave and enter the city at will,
safe in the knowledge that the Queen's guards will keep the peace in the
town. There are forested areas to the north and east of the town, part of
the great Braem Wood that stretches for hundreds of leagues. To the south
there are hills visible in the distance, and to the east the road continues
far on its way, eventually reaching the rivertown of Aringill.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
There are some tracks of a human leaving east.
An iron lantern hangs from the wall above the gate.
Artal doesn't see a closed gate.
Inside the Eastern Gate of Caemlyn
Artal is just inside the East Gate of Caemlyn. The city is larger than you
could have dreamed possible. Towering spires rise everywhere, and you are
completely overwhelmed by the sheer size and sound of crowded Caemlyn. Deep
in the city's heart you can see the Inner City and royal palace. An outer
road leads north and south along the city walls, and a wide boulevard
leads west into the city's center.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
A black dog is here, wagging its tail.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
A stout looking Caemlyn guard is posted here.
Eastern End of a Wide Boulevard
Artal is on the eastern end of a wide boulevard that stretches east and west
across the entire city. A strip of grass cuts the extremely wide street in two,
and trees and flowers are placed throughout the boulevard. A square, unpleasant
ing building lies south. To the east is one on Caemlyn's four main gates.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard stretches east and west across Caemlyn. Not far off to the
east you can see the East Gate of Caemlyn. The boulevard is bisected by a row
of carefully groomed trees. A small store of cracked stone lies to the south.
A sign hangs over the door.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees evenly
placed along the street. You see people scurrying about in a mad rush. A
stairway leads up here onto a skywalk that runs over the entire Inner City.
[ obvious exits: E W U ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
An old man hobbles slowly on his way.
Middle of a Wide Boulevard
This is the middle of a wide boulevard that runs east and west across Caemlyn.
The boulevard is bisected by a strip of grass and a row of trees which run its
length. The sheer noise of crowded Caemlyn is overwhelming, almost a dull
roar. To the north is a paved road which leads into the Inner City. To the
south is an open square and a cluster of shops.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A young woman walks by.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A Wide Boulevard
This wide boulevard bisects Caemlyn and extends to both the east and west. The
road is set with a median of grass and trees. This is one of the busiest areas
in Caemlyn, and the street is usually crawling with people. A small winding
road threads some buildings, and leads off to the south.
[ obvious exits: E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
A Wide Boulevard
Artal is on a wide boulevard that stretches all the way across Caemlyn. The
extremely wide road is cut in the middle by a strip of grass with trees placed
evenly all along the boulevard. Off to the west you can make out one of
Caemlyn's four gates. To the south you see a small brick inn. A sign is posted
above the door.
[ obvious exits: N E S W ]
An oil lamp, set in a steel cage, hangs from a high wooden pole.
The Queen's Blessing
Artal step into this respectable looking inn. The common room is busy,
although not overcrowded. The bar patrons look well entertained by the
combination of pleasant music and strong ale. There seems to be some room
by the bar and you are tempted to sit for a few hours and enjoy some
relaxing company. The inn is much larger than it appeared from the outside.
Artal can see a door to the kitchen as well as a stairway to the guest rooms,
and there is a room to the east which has various bargames.
[ obvious exits: N E S U ]
A copper tap with free ale is here.
A board showing the rules hangs here.
A board hangs on a wall peppered with tales of glory, adventure and history.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A stout looking guard is here, walking the streets of Caemlyn.
A shapely young woman skillfully weaves amongst the chaos, taking orders.
A bartender serves customers with a greedy smile.
Reception of the Queen's Blessing
The upstairs of the Queen's Blessing is as charming as the common room. A
thin rug leads through the length of the hallway, and a small window in the
wall lets you look down on the bustling streets of Caemlyn. You appear to
be fortunate in finding an empty room to rent, no easy feat in this crowded
city! A wooden board is affixed to the wall, covered with notices of
current information for newcomers to the city.
A ledger lies on a small stand.
[ obvious exits: S D ]
A shifty looking fellow patrols the streets picking up discarded belongings.
A chicken wanders around here, pecking at the ground.
A Defender of the Rose Crown strides by, hand close to his weapon.
A bulky man with heavy-lidded eyes sits here, scratching a cat.
The innkeeper Basel Gill is here, smiling broadly.
With a smile the kind innkeeper motioned him to a table, which had a steaming bowl of something and a large mug of whatever sitting nearby. It did not matter, wasn't squirrel! Smiling from ear to ear Artal crossed the room and sat down beside the always grumpy looking Lamgwin and began to devour his food. Potatoes in a creamy soup with other mixed vegetables, his new favorite!
Conversation filled the air as the other patrons went about their lunch, or business. The room was filled and he ignored the chicken wandering near the entryway. No idea how it got in here or why it was here, but it would be tomorrow's lunch if it did not scurry off. Months upon months had flown by when he was dropped off here at the Queen's Blessing. And with each passing day he built habit of doing his chores, learning and gaining some free time to go off into the Braem to explore or play. Each day ended with him inside the Inn before dark, as they did not want him wandering the streets at dark. So he tended to help in the kitchen's, or up here doing whatever was requested. Cleaning tables, sweeping. Discarding of weird things left all over by those who passed through. Some days he would just lean against the wall near Lamgwin and scowl darkly at strangers as they passed by like the man did. But he did not think he was near as successful. With a clatter he finished his bowl and he went to get up to clear his space but Lamgwin grabbed it and made off down the steps. Never did that, he always cleaned up after himself. Wiping his mouth with the handkerchief Basel gave him so he wouldn't sully his shirt sleeves any more he went to stand but Basel sat down. The heavy set man was pink of face as always but his trademark smile was missing. He sat down firmly in his chair opposite the man waiting. With a sigh the innkeep pulled out a rolled piece of paper from his pocket. Small and tied with a green string the man unwound the string and rolled it out. Artal peered down at the writing but could not quite make out what it said.
"Well lad, alot of time has passed, but finally some word from Tenil." The man's voice was low, but he heard him correctly? Word from Tenil finally? He tried to hide his excitement. He did not want to seem rude as they have all been so kind to him. But he could barely stay seated. No word had arrived, not until today. "Starts off with an appology, it took him longer to get back out west than he thought." Waiting for more nothing came, looking up from the paper rolled out before him the man opposite of him looked more grim than before.
"Bad news sir?" Asked nervously, he watched as Basel rubbed pink hands to his face. Before dropping them slowly back to the table and nodding. Sinking back into his seat he waited. A hand on his shoulder startled him, and looked up to see Lamgwin had returned. He did not notice over the sound of the busy inn. But he put his gaze back to the paper. "Im ready."
"Tenil has buried your mother, away from the burnt farm. The other farm was in the same state. The one your friend had lived in. No sign of your father. But his family was found. Buried as well. The animals appear to have been slaughtered or led off, and the fields burned as well. There were some strange tracks in and around the farm as well. And.." The man trailed off, watching him as he looked up again. He did not notice he had begun, but he felt the wet trail leave his face and looked down to see his tear splash upon the table top.
"Go on, he will be fine." He heard the gruff voice from above him announce, and a squeeze of his shoulder re assured him. Bobbing his head he looked back to Basel, steadying himself and cutting off his emotion.
"Two corpses found, seemingly in flight. Rough looking with ragged mismatched armor. Appearing to have been ridden down. The strange tracks leave the farms heading south toward Almoth. Its where he stopped tracking them. And with the strange tracks a small set of footprints. It appears your friend, this other boy has gone off with the strange tracks Artal. Toward Almoth and possibly down toward Falme." Falme? It made no difference, it meant Izaak was alright. It meant he was alive and someone had gotten him away from the bad men right? Basel looked up from him and confused he looked up as well. Lamgwin had his usual dour look to his face but he gave a sigh.
"Seanchan lad, it means they have your friend. Falme has been in their control for a while now. And if they have taken him in it means he has either sworn the oaths or will swear the oaths." Squinting his eyes he looked from one to the other, still not understanding what any of it meant. But Izaak was alright, someone had helped him while he failed. He ran off leaving him there.
"For the night we will take care of everything. Practice your reading and we will try and help you understand more later on. Im sorry there isn't any good news lad." Which startled him again. The night off from helping? But there was good news. Standing up he bobbed his head again, and moved off toward the library at the southern end of the upper floor. Turning back before exiting he smiled which made the other two look confused for the first time tonight.