It is 2 o'clock am, on the 19th day of the month of Aine, year 1667.
The stars shine in the deep night, as the waxing gibbous moon reigns at the apex of the sky.
According to legend and prophecy, this is the First Turn of the Wheel.
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Maximus says 'just 1?'
dism
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6
You stop riding him.
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[sneak ]
Ok, you'll try to move silently for a while.
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Lansin says 'go'
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e;h;b
backstab h.dark
The Gatekeep
Two large round towers lie to the west and the same to the east. This area
is enclosed by great walls connecting all four towers, with portcullises
in between the towers to the east and west. The portcullis to the west is
jammed half way down. The portcullis to the east has a large hole ripped
through the iron bars. Beyond the east portcullis lie the main gates to
the castle courtyard. These monstrous oak doors are wide open leaving the
castle totally unprotected. A path runs westward away from the castle.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: The Ruined Keep
Door west: stonegate
West: A warhorse is here, stamping his feet impatiently.
A remnant of the Age of Legends juts from the soil.
*Gully* is standing here.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
A burly trolloc stands here, eyeing the surroundings.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
Falling silent, a muzzled trolloc tests the wind... and begins to growl.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
A tall, ramshorned trolloc is here, commanding.
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[hide ]
You attempt to hide yourself.
* S HP:Scratched MV:Full > You silently approach your victim...
-=+**+=- -=+*
*Gully* makes a strange sound as you place a sai in his back!
*Gully* is dead! R.I.P.
You feel the Weave of the Wheel tighten around you.
You receive your share of experience...
Oh, much better the second time around.
Your blood freezes as you hear *Gully*'s death cry.
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scalp
Maximus has arrived from the west, riding a bloodstock stallion.
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Maximus leaves east riding a bloodstock stallion. >>
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You lean over and sever the bloody head from the corpse of Gully.