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#AREA
Format 2
Name The Boneyard~
Author Cordir~
Lowlevel 25
Highlevel 50
Flags MANMADE NOVNUM End
Description
The Boneyard was once known as Brookside Memorial, a burial ground for the
richest of the rich, but the mysterious curse that was laid upon it has
stripped away any hint of its past glory and stateliness. More than one
adventurer has attempted to purify the grounds and failed, and what horrors
lurk there, none can say -- for no one who enters, ever leaves.
~
Revision $Revision$
Updated $Date$
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#HELPS
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#MOBILES
#27300
Justin Wraith~
the wraith of Justin of Rowengard~
His eyes like windows to Hell, Justin of Rowengard wavers here.
~
Justin has the look of one who travels on his wits and survives by his
blade. With his brother Frederick, Justin has traveled all over the
Frontier - and this lifetime of adventure is seen clearly upon his person,
from the distinctively blue-gray mud of the Sava River caking his boots to
the feathered badge pinned to his hat that is surely the craftsmanship of
one from the Aerie. In life, Justin was an attractive, broad shouldered man
with a ready smile, long dark hair bound in a braid down his back, and wide
hands that were as skilled at gentle touch as they were causing mayhem.
~
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#27301
Fredrick wraith~
the wraith of Fredrick of Rowengard~
His eyes like windows to Hell, Fredrick of Rowengard wavers here.
~
When he still breathed, Fredrick was a plain but comfortable fellow, and
something about his honest face inspires trust. His armored brigandine is
in the style of the dwarves of Dhuvrad, but surely had to have been
custom-made specifically for him, perhaps as a gift for good deeds done.
Tall and broad shouldered from wielding twin longswords for years, Fredrick
had sandy brown hair and twinkling blue eyes, until the curse was laid and
he passed into this eternal twilight paused between life and death.
~
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#27302
kyle wraith~
the wraith of Kyle of Riverhold~
One of the famed Riverhold Quads, Kyle stands here frowning.
~
One of the famed Sereni Quadruplets of Riverhold, the man before you has
the tanned features and lithe, strong body of someone who spends much of
their time outdoors, in hard labors. His hands bear the callouses of
swordplay but his rolling gait is that of one who spends much time on the
water. An easy smile comes to his wide mouth and his brown eyes hold as
much humor at the jest of the world as it does awareness of its dangers.
~
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#27303
Lyle wraith~
the wraith of Lyle of Riverhold~
One of the famed Riverhold Quads, Lyle stands here pondering.
~
One of the famed Sereni Quadruplets of Riverhold, the man before you has
the tanned features and lithe, strong body of someone who spends much of
their time outdoors, in hard labors. His hands bear the callouses of
swordplay but his rolling gait is that of one who spends much time on the
water. A line is visible between his brows where he furrows them in
thought, making the brown of his eyes a dark and mysterious shadow.
~
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#27304
Jyle wraith~
the wraith of Jyle of Riverhold~
One of the famed Riverhold Quads, Jyle stands here juggling.
~
One of the famed Sereni Quadruplets of Riverhold, the man before you has
the tanned features and lithe, strong body of someone who spends much of
their time outdoors, in hard labors. His hands bear the callouses of
swordplay but his rolling gait is that of one who spends much time on the
water. He easily keeps aloft five brightly colored balls, his movements
deft. His brown eyes follow their movement, but also flicker about, keeping
watch on the surrounding area.
~
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#27305
Nyle wraith~
the wraith of Nyle of Riverhold~
One of the famed Riverhold Quads, Nyle stands here, bored.
~
One of the famed Sereni Quadruplets of Riverhold, the man before you has
the tanned features and lithe, strong body of someone who spends much of
their time outdoors, in hard labors. His hands bear the callouses of
swordplay but his rolling gait is that of one who spends much time on the
water. While aware of his state of undeath, Nyle is still every bit as
bored as he usually was in life.
~
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#27306
Myle Wraith~
the wraith of Myle of Riverhold~
One of the famed Riverhold Quads, Myle stands here yawning.
~
One of the famed Sereni Quadruplets of Riverhold, the man before you has
the tanned features and lithe, strong body of someone who spends much of
their time outdoors, in hard labors. His hands bear the callouses of
swordplay but his rolling gait is that of one who spends much time on the
water. His expression is bland and weary as he waits for something
interesting to happen.
~
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#27307
Delindel wraith elf form~
the wraith of Delindel~
A tall elf stands here, surroundings visible through his misty form.
~
Delindel along with his partners Anyril, Galandel, and Belaraviel were
hired to find the missing Riverhold Quadruplets when they did not return
from their assignment. Alas, the four friends were also caught up in the
horrific magic that binds the dead to a shameful mockery of life in this
place. Delindel is an individual of grace and elegance, and bears some of
the wickedest hazel eyes one can imagine.
~
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#27308
Anyril wraith elf~
the wraith of Anyril~
Twin swords whirling in a ghostly pattern, Anyril the wraith wavers here.
~
An elf, Anyril along with his partners Delindel, Galandel and Belaraviel,
was hired to find the missing Riverhold Quadruplets when they did not
return from their assignment. Alas, the four friends were also caught up in
the horrific magic that binds the dead to a shameful mockery of life in
this place. Anyril was the blade-man of the four, his twin swords
near-legendary among the elven folk.
~
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#27309
Galandel wraith elf~
the wraith of Galandel~
Kneeling in prayer, this elf begs that his torment will end.
~
A priest, Galandel, along with his partners, was hired to find the missing
Riverhold Quads when they did not return from their assignment. Alas, the
four friends were also caught up in the horrific magic that binds the dead
to a shameful mockery of life in this place. The god-touched of the four,
it was upon Galandel that the greatest test fell; knowing the best way to
dispel the miasma of evil that lays over the Boneyard. Alas, his faith
failed him at the moment of greatest testing, and he and his friends are
eternally damned.
~
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#27310
Belaraviel wraith elf figure woman form~
the wraith of Belaraviel~
The figure of an ancient elven woman shimmers before you in wraith form.
~
An elf of great power, Belaraviel and her three partners were hired to find
the missing Riverhold Quadruplets. Alas, the four friends were also caught
up in the horrific magic that binds the dead to a shameful mockery of life
in this place. Belaraviel was the eldest of the four, keeping the lads in
order, fed, rested, and only taking those jobs they were suited for. Her
snow-white hair is bound in a braided coronet, and her garb is soft and
flowing, like the breezes through the Weaver's garden.
~
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#27311
Herugrim wraith dwarf specter~
the wraith of Herugrim~
A stumpy, stout, spectral dwarf paces here, muttering.
~
Some internal torment wracks this spectral figure as he paces back and 
forth. His posture is proud and strong, mirroring that of the Royal 
Guard he aspired to join, but the anguished expression beneath his
bushy beard reveal a tender heart within the warrior's body. A bit of 
finely crafted leather with gemstone accents, perhaps an arm-band made
by a promised love, is clutched in his hand, as if the sole reminder of
the life he has lost by falling to the curse.
~
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#27312
Budrik Garagsson wraith~
the wraith of Budrik Garagsson~
A dwarven wraith stands here inspecting the stonemasonry.
~
Budrik simply wanted to study the architecture of the Tallfolk. That's all.
He wasn't an adventurer out for gold or the thrill of it all. Just an
artist wanting to make his buildings better, taller, stronger. So he hired
Herugrim, whom everyone knew was a tough little dwarf, and off they went.
The Memorial Gardens were pretty famous, and what trouble could they find
in a cemetery, for Wyld's sake? ... Unfortunately, they both found more
trouble than they could handle. Cursed, they have remained here since that
fateful day.
~
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#27313
sshathia wraith elf sea-elf~
the wraith of S'shathia the sea-elf~
Praying for rain, this sea elf spirit longs for the ocean.
~
Heart-mate to T'ssarien, S'shathia sorrows at their deaths and binding to
this wretched place so far from the blessed refuge of the sea. Only with a
downpour of rain does she get some sense of home. If only she could feel
that cool, reviving wetness and smell the crispness and succulence of the
falling drops...
~
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#27314
T'ssarien wraith elf sea-elf~
the wraith of T'ssarien the sea-elf~
Longingly reaching for the waters forever denied her, T'ssarien weeps.
~
Few creatures of land have the grace of the sea-elves within their watery
home. Upon the earth, however, they lose some of that near-mystical
eloquence of movement. The sea-elf before you, however, is downright epic
in the longing and need that flows through her every movement and gesture.
Reaching for the water of the fountain, she weeps ghostly tears as she
longs for the safety and peace of her home in Crescent Moon Bay.
~
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#27315
Evyn groundskeeper corpse~
the shuffling corpse of Evyn the Groundskeeper~
The first to fall to the unholy enchantments, Evyn shuffles along.
~
Bound to this place for time and all eternity, Evyn whispers a prayer to
the Lady Who Cuts the Threads, that his will be severed from this place
once and for all. Wisps of white hair cling to his rotting pate, and his
garments, soiled with unmentionable things, nearly fall off his bones.
~
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#27316
vulture~
a giant, gluttonous vulture~
This vulture is so overwhelmingly fat, it is a wonder it can fly
~
You have never seen a vulture so enormous. Fattened on the constantly
regenerating flesh of those trapped in this unholy place, this stinking
scavenger can feast as it likes, as long as it likes. So it has - and in
its gorging, has grown to a truly horrific size.
~
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#27317
Matthew Salamir soul ~
the damned soul of Matthew Salamir~
Matthew Salamir rises from his unquiet rest and attacks in a rage.
~
These poor remains were once a knight, a knight turned away from the path
of truth and passion, turned to darkness and brooding. In retribution for
the corruption of his holy oath, Sir Matthew stands here, unable to pass to
the next life, trapped here, entombed.
~
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#27318
juan pablo salamir soul~
the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir~
Flicking his riding crop, Juan Pablo strides forward, muttering curses.
~
Tapping his ever-present whip against one boot-clad leg, Juan Pablo Salamir
looks down his nose at you. "SINNER!" he hisses, his eyes narrowing with
fanaticism.  "Repulsive little rebellious child!  We'll teach you the
straight and narrow path yet, we will, we will...."
~
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#27319
Miralin Salamir soul shade~
the damned soul of Miralin Salamir~
Cringing against the wall of her crypt, Miralin Salamir prays for mercy.
~
Miralin was once a renowned beauty, and poems were written of the creamy
expanse of her skin, the azure gems of her eyes, the lustrous golden waves
of her hair. All of her physical gifts were what drew her husband to her,
like a stalking wolf to a woodland bunny. Even as a shade, the darkening of
bruises are visible upon her skin, and her jewel-like eyes are haunted and
miserable. Her nails are broken, torn past the quick, in attempts to fend
off her attacker, and her lips move in a constant stream of prayers for
mercy and release.
~
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#27320
Carlosanti Salamir soul~
the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir~
His eyes filled with painful promises, Carlosanti Salamir approaches you.
~
There is a wicked abandon in the eyes of Carlosanit Salamir - enough to
cause most maidens to cast aside thoughts of saving themselves for marriage
and instead giving their all to this seducer. But if one looks closer at
the curve of his lips, it is not seduction his mouth promises, but the
barbs of cruel mockery. His arms are well-formed, but very thin parallel
scars run all along them as if someone tore at the skin like a maddened,
tormented animal caught in a trap, vainly seeking to defend themselves. His
tall, strong frame is both comely and menacingly capable of overcoming the
struggles of those less powerful.
~
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#27321
Katthew Cuidillero soul~
the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero~
Speculatively adding up your worth, Katthew sidles closer.
~
His pockets bulge with the gold and valuables he so greedily sought in
life, and long-dried blood forms a neat collar about his throat - cut by
those he cheated one too many times, trying to squeeze out one more coin's
worth of unholy, dishonest profit.
~
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#27322
Martin Cuidillero soul~
the damned soul of Martin Cuidillero~
Lord Martin Cuidillero eyes you suspiciously.
~
The wretched remains of Lord Martin looks back at you suspiciously,
staggering a bit. "You're trying to steal my wife, aren't you! Well, I will
not let you! Be off with you!"  With that, he lunges forward, albeit
clumsily, raising his weapon. Alas, Lord Martin couldn't quite understand
the fact that death, for him, is an eternal twilight moment that never
ends. He is still convinced that he is alive, and that the sepulcher that
encloses his remains is the grand home he once shared with his favorite
possession, the Lady Catarina.
~
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#27323
Catarina Cuidillero soul~
the damned soul of Catarina Cuidillero~
Eyes closed, yet body carefully upright, Catarina waits for true death.
~
Her spectral eyes closed, a carefully crafted expression of inoffensive
blandness upon her lovely face, Catarina keeps herself composed and silent
as a statue. When she is thus, her husband by arranged marriage sometimes
forgets to vent his spleen upon her. While no bruises flower upon her
delicate skin, Catarina is proof that some mortal wounds are entirely of
the heart and soul. A simple locket around her throat bears the family seal
of a modest mercantile family out of Rowen Docks. The lavishness of her
clothing is a stark contrast that hints the family patriarch sold her to
the Cuidilleros as a bride to increase their own standing and fortunes.
~
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#27324
Vaedry Cuidillero soul figure man~
the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero~
The still figure of a man lies upon the bier, unmoving.
~
Vaedry, once a respected sorcerer, is quite aware of the binding upon his
soul. He has tested the spell many, many times, to no avail. The only
momentary surcease is that short span of hours between his death at the
hands of adventurers, and the hour of midnight, when the spell is
reactivated and he rises again, spirit bound to rotting flesh.
~
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#27325
Cobryn Cuidillero soul~
the damned soul of Cobryn Cuidillero~
Fingers flicking as if shuffling cards, Cobryn plays solitaire.
~
Of course, there are no cards. They rotted decades ago. But Cobryn doesn't
care. The game is all in his mind at this point. It allows him some tiny
focus to keep from going stark raving mad at his eternal torment. But then,
who is to say he isn't mad already?
~
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#27326
Gregori Ventani soul corpse~
 the damned soul of Gregori Ventani~
The foul, rotting corpse of Gregory Ventani staggers here.
~
Dark eyes meet yours with a knowing wink, and the expression upon the
rotted face before you smirks of a self-image and ego stronger than most. 
But then, he was THE Gregory Ventani... and was not inclined to let anyone
ever forget it!  (Of course, he was the only person in history to be slain
by a poisonous weasel dropped down his trousers, so one takes their claims
to fame where they can find them...)
~
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#27327
Brandon Ventani zombie~
the zombie of Brandon Ventani~
 The fearsome zombie of Sir Brandon stands here.
~
In life, he was probably handsome, deft, and intelligent.  But Death does
not allow those in Her grasp to retain such gifts.  She has simply left him
hate - hate for all that lives. Her only other gift is a cunning and skill
at mayhem that even She could not quench or calm. Brandon Ventani was one
of the most famous of all duelists at one point. His services on behalf of
a slighted nobleman fetched prices of well over fifty thousand gold. And a
mere trifle of an adventurer such as you? Barely worth bothering with.
~
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#27328
Candido Ventani soul sailor~
the damned soul of Candido Ventani~
His movements revealing him as the sailor he is, Candido moves closer.
~
It is an accident that Candido Ventani was buried here. His wishes were
quite explicit: Burial within the loving arms of the sea he traveled most
of his adult life. But he died, not in service on a ship, but in a filthy
hostel, coughing up blood from a disease given to him by a waterfront
whore. His shipmates were not by him to speed him to the Lord of the Sea's
gracious halls... instead, his rotting remains were sent home to the family
plot, just in time for the curse to be laid.
~
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#27329
Therese Ventani soul shrew~
the damned soul of Therese Ventani~
Therese Ventani was a shrew in life. Death has just made it worse.
~
Her sharp, narrow features are curved in a perpetual expression of loathing
and spite. An old maid who died unloved and alone, Therese Ventani was not
mourned by anyone. No one save the groundskeeper witnessed her body's final
sleep within the mausoleum. Now that she has visitors, at last there is a
target for her vitriol.
~
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#27330
Gwimyr Ventani soul remains~
the damned soul of Gwimyr Ventani~
With a leer, the remains of Gwimyr Ventani shuffle forward.
~
Oh, he was such a ladies man - just ask him. Of course, the women loathed
and despised his crude comments, the lustful grabbings and gropings down
bodices and up skirts. They hated the way his eyes gloated of the perverse
debaucheries he would enjoy forcing upon them. They all whispered and hoped
for the day he would die for the way he would take them, hurt them, beat
them. Somewhere, those women are rejoicing that their prayers were
answered.
~
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#27331
Perrion Ventani soul~
the damned soul of Perrion Ventani~
Graceful hands outstretched, Perrion Ventani shuffles forward.
~
The virtuoso skill of Perrion Ventani was renowned. He played for the
pleasure of mighty lords, ladies, kings.. even the Patroness of Bards, if
the rumors be true. In some ways, Perrion did not play music - he became
music, his entire being transformed by the beauty of the sounds that flowed
forth through his hands. Here, the only music is that of the wind in the
trees, or the cries of the damned.
~
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#27332
Noshan Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Noshan Tirenas~
With a cold sneer, Noshan Tirenas expresses his hate for all life.
~
Not an attractive man in life, Death has been even more unkind to Noshan
Tirenas.  Still garbed in his finest doeskin trousers and velvet coat, his
flesh bears the unkind marks of his brutal death at the claws and teeth of
his usually obedient - if a bit enthusiastic - hunting dogs, Syrek and
Mylo.
~
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#27333
Stilton Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Stilton Tirenas~
Stilton curses you for disturbing his rest.
~
This fellow has definitely seen better days. His eyes are empty, staring
sockets, plucked clean by the demonic raven that was his only companion.
Strange sigils still cover his clothing, tokens of the vast power he so
desperately sought to make others aware of, but never truly mastered.
~
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#27334
Kerowyn Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Kerowyn Tirenas~
Dropping into a low curtsy, Kerowyn murmurs, "Forgive me, please."
~
Her once-elegant court gown floating about her in ragged tatters, Kerowyn
is the epitome of suffering. Once the most gentle of creatures, so much so
that she would not harm a wasp that stung her, she has been forced by the
curse laid upon this place to become a creature of death and violence.
~
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#27335
Galida Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Galida Tirenas~
"Want company?" leers Galida Tirenas, toying with her rotting hair.
~
Truth be told, Galida was one step up from a strumpet. She enjoyed men.
Lots of men. Any kind of men. Noble, ruffian, merchant, thief, human,
dwarven, elven, ogre... it simply didn't matter, so long as they could
perform. Death has been remarkably unkind to this woman, leaving her only
the memories of her conquests.
~
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#27336
Yssala Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Yssala Tirenas~
Her lips moving soundlessly in prayer, Yssala Tirenas ignores you.
~
Yssala was a member of the clergy, giving her worship to the Goddess of
Dreams, Tamar. Due to the demands of her family, she was buried here at her
death, and not at the nunnery where she spent most of her adult life. Ever
since the spell was laid upon the Boneyard, Yssala has prayed to Tamar that
she be released from this Hell.
~
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#27337
Meoran Tirenas soul~
the damned soul of Meoran Tirenas~
Eyes empty of all but hate, Meoran Tirenas shambles forward.
~
Tired. This man is tired of an endless lifetime of murderous rages and the
inescapable nature of his curse. Any mortal who strays within his grasp
will find themselves the target of his weary hatred.
~
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#27338
Berelain Von Harovich corpse~
Berelain Von Harovich~
The rotting corpse of Berelain Von Harovitch staggers to his feet.
~
His long, flowing locks are tangled with roots and other things that crawl
unpleasantly, making your stomach churn.  The third son of Familia Von
Harovitch, Berelain once sought to follow his vocation and join the
priesthood.  Alas, Death Herself has refused to accept him, and perhaps
only the gods' blessings can save you from his horrific need, desire, and
lust to harm you.
~
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#27339
Seros Von Harovich remains~
Seros Von Harovich~
The decrepit remains of Seros Von Harovitch stand here.
~
Dressed in the tatters of the noble's garb he was entombed in, Seros stands
here, his eyes the hollow stare of the haunted, the damned, those whom
Death refuses Her embrace.  His family, they say, was cursed: for what
reason, for what hidden sin, no one knows.
~
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#27340
mikhail von harovich~
Mikhail Von Harovich~
Mikhail Von Harovitch stands before you, slowly rotting.
~
The second son of Familia Von Harovitch, Mikhail was a gentleman of dashing
good looks and refinement.  The flash of humor in his once-sensual
storm-blue eyes would turn the head of the hardest-hearted lady, and the
simple elegance of his slightest gesture could cause even the most
indifferent woman to notice this beautiful young courtier.  But alas, that
was in life. In death, Mikhail is something out of nightmare, out of the
dreams that make us fear the setting of the sun and the blanket of sleep.
~
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#27341
Brendan Von Harovich corpse~
Brendan Von Harovich~
The rotting corpse of Brendan Von Harovitch stands here.
~
Brendan was the baby of the family until whatever it was that happened, be
it curse, magic, or the wrath of the Gods, happened.  Now, like his
brothers entombed here, Brendan is immortal - slay him, and he will rise
again, and again, and again.
~
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#27342
Elizabeth Von Harovich woman~
Elizabeth Von Harovich~
Perching on the lid of her coffin, this woman looks you over.
~
Perhaps it was an unholy pact with equally unholy powers or darkest
sorcery, but the undead creature before you retains all of the beauty that
her mortal form held and none of the usual terror of the Kindred - which
she most certainly is.  Dark chestnut hair cascades down to the middle of
her back, save one lock, which she twirls around her finger in a playful
gesture.  Brilliant and luminous as sapphires, her eyes are not nearly so
cold or hard, as they peruse you with keen attention. Her voice is low and
husky, as she smiles teasingly, barely flashing ivory fangs, and invites,
"Stay with me a while?"
~
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#27343
rodent rat~
a horrifyingly large rodent~
Fangs bared, eyes aglow, this horrifying large rodent attacks!
~
With a wide, squat body and pink paws that look more like clawed hands,
this horrifyingly large rodent has grown corpulent on the decaying flesh of
the cursed creatures that dwell in the Boneyard.
~
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#27344
vulture~
a rapacious vulture~
Hooked beak stained with gore, this vulture looks for its next meal.
~
Rapacious and foully stained with gore, this vulture has found Nirvana here
in the Boneyard - a truly unceasing supply of rotting meat on which to
feast.
~
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#27345
vulture~
a sated vulture~
Full to bursting with rotted flesh, this vulture is sated. For now.
~
Barely able to waddle about and far too heavy to fly, this vulture has been
feasting all day on the flesh of those who are imprisoned here in the
Boneyard. Its belly is heavy and distended, and a repulsive stench clings
to its stained wings.
~
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#27346
vulture~
an insatiable vulture~
Eyes wild with insatiable hunger, a vulture seeks a meal.
~
Hissing loudly, wings mantling, this vulture is hungry.
~
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#27347
raven~
a greedy raven~
An unlimited food supply has caused this raven to grow to a horrible size.
~
Ravens are creatures of opportunity, perfectly happy to devour carrion,
should it be readily available. An unlimited food supply here in the
Boneyard has allowed this raven to eat, and eat, and eat - and grow, and
grow, and grow. Its wingspan equals that of a condor.
~
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#27348
Storivad Von Harovich vampire~
Storivad Von Harovich~
The crimson eyes of a vampire meet and hold your gaze.
~
In Storivad, the pale and deadly beauty of the Kindred is without equal. A
predator's gleam illuminates his sapphire-bright eyes and a smirk curls up
one side of his sensual mouth, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of fangs. A
warrior's braid holds his long hair back from his face, letting the boldly
angular artistry of his face stand out clearly and starkly. His shoulders,
broad and strong, add to his sense of presence, contrasting narrow hips. A
languid gesture of his hand indicates you should come closer.
~
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#27349
revenant creature~
a decaying revenant~
The will of a vampire has raised this creature from the dead.
~
Rot liquefies the flesh of the undead creature before you. Not granted the
grace of Kindred rebirth, this monstrosity is a revenant - dead flesh given
animation and malice. It stands guard here over the resting place of its
creator.
~
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#27350
human servant~
a blood-bound human servant~
Bound to its master, this human servant will defend him at all costs!
~
With a noble bearing and a firm confidence, a young man stands before you.
His skin is pale, not from undeath, but rather blood loss, having recently
provided sustenance for his Master. Bound by blood to the one who sleeps
beyond the portal, he is willing to die before allowing you to pass.
~
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#27351
were-rat rat~
an enormous were-rat~
Red eyes gleaming, an enormous grayish were-rat stands guard.
~
Called by the irresistible power of the Master of this house, this were-rat
cannot disobey the commands he has been given. Held in thrall by a
vampire's will, he serves with slavish devotion. Scars mark his gray furred
body, revealing a brutal, violent past.
~
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#27352
were-rat rat leader~
a were-rat leader~
Once a leader, this heavyset brown were-rat is enslaved to Storivad's will.
~
Before the irresistible Call of the vampire Storivad pulled him from his
under-city lair, this tough were-rat was once the leader of a pack. Now, he
grudgingly serves another. A snarl curls his lips up from his fangs as he
fights the command that binds him to serve.
~
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#27353
ghost high priest~
the ghost of a high priest~
Architecture is visible through the intangible form of this ghost.
~
High priest to a god that even time has forgotten, this man bound his soul
in service for eternity. His bones long since faded to dust, his sense of
self stripped away by the centuries, he remains. All that is left of him is
the devoted worship he pledged.
~
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#27354
worshiper ghost~
the ghost of a worshiper~
Fading into nothingness, this ghost is ancient.
~
Although this spirit gave their worship to the god remembered here, she did
not have the particular bond to her deity that the priest did. While her
worship was devout, the lack of a direct, spiritual connection has caused
her spirit to fade over time, discorporating.
~
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#27355
ghost patroness woman~
the ghost of a patroness~
Heir to wealth, this woman was the patroness of this cathedral
~
It was from her coffers that the tens of thousands of gold that it took to
build this cathedral flowed. Born to a wealthy family, and clever enough to
expand upon it, she was a devout worshiper of the god to whom this edifice
was built. As her faith taught her that all blessings flowed from Him, it
was only right that they return to Him as well. She counted every copper
well spent.
~
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#27356
zombie~
a shambling zombie~
Unrelenting hunger burns within the shriveled eyes of this zombie.
~
Rotting flesh and oozing fluids reveal glints of brittle bone within the
form of this shambling zombie. Once a family member of one interred here,
now they are bound by the curse to consume humanoid flesh, their hunger for
which is unending.
~
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#27357
wraith~
a haunting wraith~
A wavering phosphorescence outlines the form of this haunting wraith.
~
Barely visible, save for the phosphorescent corona around it, this wraith
is all that remains of a soul bound here to the graveyard by the curse.
Crimson stars burn within the area you assume is its head - glowing,
hateful lights that seem to follow your every movement.
~
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#27358
Miriam~
Miriam~
Miriam frantically looks for her brother, Bernard.
~
Miriam is breathing heavily, having had a nearly fatal encounter with one
of the more persistent inhabitants of the Boneyard. Her overcoat is
damaged, one pocket nearly torn completely away, its precious contents
spilled as she made her escape.  Her expression is worried and fearful, and
she clutches at a holy medallion around her throat, to ward off the evil
magics here.  Her figure is pleasantly curvy, her pale hair bound back in a
sensible braid. She is dressed for travel, with practical leathers and
heavy wools, with an old but serviceable dagger at her hip. She has not yet
been affected by the magics of the Boneyard, and is trying to search the
area for her delinquent brother and get out just as quickly as she can.
~
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#27359
rove beetle~
a gigantic rove beetle~
With its small elytra, and large pinchers, this is a rove beetle for sure!
~
This ugly species of bug is distinguished by their short elytra that leave
more than half of their abdomens exposed. A dark reddish-brown color, it
has a long, flexible, segmented body and multiform antennae. Its haemolymph
is a potent skin irritant. While it may superficially resemble an earwig,
this rove beetle is easily fifty times the size of a natural specimen, and
enough to give a grown man nightmares.
~
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#27360
devil's coach horse beetle~
a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle~
Emitting a foul odor, this Devil's coach horse beetle is huge!
~
The abdominal musculature of this beetle is powerful and its abdominal
segments are covered with sclerotized plates. Fine black hairs cover its
body, and while its wings are not large, it is capable of short bursts of
flight. When threatened, it will rear back, raising its upper body from the
ground, and threaten with its strong, pincer-like jaws.  Although it has no
stinger, this beetle can give a painful bite! It also emits a foul smelling
odor, as a defensive secretion, from a pair of white glands at the end of
its abdomen.  It prefers to stay hidden when it isn't feeding, and the
blanket of leaves covering the graveyard provide it perfect cover.
~
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#27361
bacterium Clostridium perfringens~
a mutated rod-shaped bacterium~
There is no way that this Clostridium perfringens should exist in nature.
~
Easily a million times larger than it ever should be, this Clostridium
perfringens bacterium has somehow been warped by the sorcery of the
graveyard. As it eats on the never-ending repast here, it grows and
grows...
~
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#27362
dog~
a snarling feral dog~
Saliva dripping from his jaws, this dog is clearly feral and diseased.
~
Mangy, unkempt, with matted fur and foamy saliva dripping from its muzzle,
this dog looks like trouble on four legs. His tri-color coat is marked with
scars and mud, and his back left paw seems to be injured as he limps
lightly. The glare of his dark brown eyes is one of malevolence and
insanity; disease has broken his mind. This is not man's best friend.
~
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#27363
death head raven~
a death's head raven~
Known by its gray on black markings, a death's head raven glares at you.
~
Gray on black markings on its back and wings create the illusion that this
enormous raven has a leering death's head upon its back. Twice as large as
its smaller, sable cousin, the death's head raven has crimson eyes and a
wing-span nearly the match for an ogre's outspread arms. Wicked claws are
visible on its feet, designed to tear apart the carrion that is its
preferred food choice.
~
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#27364
ooze mass~
an ambulatory black ooze~
Squishy, foul and repulsive, a black oozing mass is pooled here.
~
Its hard to tell whether or not this mass of ooze is some sort of
individual sentient creature, a colony of microorganisms, or some sort of
magical experiment gone awry. It slowly seeps across the ground towards any
of the carrion that is nearby, enveloping and consuming it.
~
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#27365
grave robber member man~
a member of a grave robbing crew~
One of a group of five, this bold man is here looting the graves.
~
Hired by an unsavory fellow from D'or D'Terraithe who, rumor has it, is a
necromancer looking for specific ancient artifacts, this human male is
looking a bit green around the edges from the overwhelming smell of death
and decay that fills the Boneyard. A bit of cloth is tied over his face,
and his hands are filthy from sorting through corpses looking for treasure.
It may be he falls more towards the inept side of the brigand spectrum.
~
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#27366
benedict priest gnome~
Benedict~
A gnome garbed in priestly robes studies the curse of the Boneyard.
~
Second in authority and experience only to Kimden, Benedict is here to 
study the curse upon the Boneyard, to see if it might augment bindings
currently in place within Barbegazi. He mutters prayers as he examines
the corpse of one of the poor unfortunates of this place.
~
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#27367
mourner undead~
an undead mourner~
Cursed when they came to pay their respects, an undead mourner wails.
~
Garbed in the tattered rags of their once-fine court clothing, this
individual was visiting the gravesites here, giving honor to their dearly
departed, when the curse fell. Gripped by its unholy power, they have
rotted away into a decaying shamble of misery and torment.
~
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#27368
undead looter~
an undead looter~
In the graveyard when the curse fell, an undead looter steals lives now.
~
It was this looter's goal to pillage the graves of the uppity rich folk
interred here. He was caught by the curse, however, and now, instead of
graves, he can only try to steal life from those foolish enough to enter
the Boneyard.
~
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#27369
groupie girl~
a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie~
Giggling, a vapid young girl is trying to find a vampire to bite her!
~
Having heard many tales of the wickedly seductive powers of vampires, this
giggling girl, garbed all in black, is wandering the graveyard with her
friends looking for a Kindred to bite her. She mistakenly believes that a
hungry vampire is the stuff of fervent fantasy and not the likely cause of
her death. She skips through the graveyard merrily, her bare feet pale
against the dead leaves, carefully reading the name on each mausoleum in
search of her dream encounter.
~
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#27370
drunk man~
a drunken young man~
Here on a dare, a drunken young man slumps against the side of a tomb.
~
It seemed like a fantastic idea, as they were tossing back a few lagers at
the inn. A challenge to see who was the bravest, the boldest, the most
daring. Whomever fled the gates last would be proved the victor.
Unfortunately, the very real horrors of the Boneyard have turned a lark
into a nightmare, and this young man is realizing that just a little too
late. He looks around blearily for his compatriots, hoping to gather them
all together for safety in numbers. What was a competition among boasting
boys is now a life-or-death struggle for men.
~
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#27371
ghoul~
a slavering ghoul~
Recently risen, a grave-dirt covered ghoul shambles towards you.
~
Maggot-infested, torn flesh parts to reveal pale bone on the form of this
recently-risen, slavering ghoul. Its eyes are like burning embers of hate,
forged by the horrors of death and undeath. Uncoordinated but determined,
it shambles towards you, determined to tear out your throat.
~
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#27372
woman~
a terrified woman in dishabille~
Her skirt absent, her shift torn, a woman flees the Boneyard.
~
Tantalized at the thought of a dangerous liaison, this young woman was the
initiator of a scheme to share an intimate moment in and amongst the
mausoleums of the memorial gardens. Alas, what started off as a bit of
passion with a bit of spicy danger to it has turned into a nightmare. She
is fleeing for her life, leaving her skirt and riding crop behind. Garbed
only in her underpinnings and a filthy and torn shift, she clutches the
remnants of her over-dress to her bosom as she tries desperately to find
the exit.
~
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#27373
man~
a red-headed man~
Covering his lady's retreat, a red-headed man exfiltrates the area.
~
This tall, barefoot, red-headed man has clearly been interrupted in the
midst of an evening's adventures. His shirt is missing, a nasty gash on his
chest from a ghoul's claw streaking blood across his freckled skin. The
drawstring of his well-made, heavy linen trousers looks hastily tied and
they are sliding down one hip, revealing a series of evenly spaced crimson
welts. Obviously fearful for his life, given his location in a
monster-filled graveyard in an unarmored state, he has caught up a large
branch to use as a weapon.  Intent on covering the retreat of his amorous
lady-friend, his jaw clenched, he looks as angry at the interruption as he
is determined that they both not die unfulfilled.
~
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#27374
orc shaman~
a muttering orc shaman ~
Bearing the tribal markings of Aramat's Camp, an orc shaman chants.
~
Four slashes of white clay upon his cheek and hair spiked upward into
points with the red earth of his home, this orc shaman is here to
investigate, research, and collect what he can. The potency of the risen
dead in this place would be a powerful weapon to lay at the feet of Aramat,
and he is here to wrest the secrets of the curse from the inhabitants, the
grave soil, even the air, of the Boneyard, if need be.
~
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#OBJECTS
#27300
brass key strap~
a rusty brass key on a rotted strap~
This rotting leather strap still holds a rusty brass key.~
~
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brass key strap~
This key is ornate and heavy, the head crafted with beautiful complexity.
Worn and molding, the strap still bears the formal name of the graveyard:
Brookside Memorial.
~
#27301
tunic fabric~
a lightweight tunic of sea green~
A pile of shimmering sea green fabric lies here.~
~
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tunic fabric~
Light and diaphanous as a jellyfish on the wave, this tunic is designed
to float weightlessly around the wearer.  A pattern has been woven into
the fabric that resembles long, graceful fronds of kelp.
~
#27302
anklet coral seashells~
an anklet of seashells and coral~
Seashell and coral strung upon fine wire, this anklet is lovely.~
~
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coral anklet shell~
Tiny spiral shells of a pure unblemished white are interspersed amidst 
beads of brilliant crimson coral. The clasp is shaped like a starfish,
and the whole is strung upon a sturdy woven silver wire.
~
#27303
leather vambraces~
heavy studded leather vambraces~
These well-worn vambraces are crafted of heavy leather and decorated with studs~
~
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leather vambraces~
While they are not of shockingly superlative workmanship, or exotic 
materials, these vambraces are sturdily made and not shabby at all.
Metal studs provide a tiny bit of additional protection.  They are 
set in a zig-zag pattern into the leather. 
~
#27304
scars shadow abuse~
unexplained scars~
The shadow of past abuse is visible here.~
~
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scars abuse~
Dark bruising overlay scars upon the wrist. The cause is not entirely 
clear, but something created circular patterns of darker, rougher skin.
It almost looks like metal wire was used as a crude restraint, digging
painfully into the skin...
~
#27305
silk shirt~
a rich, flowing shirt of black silk~
This black silk shirt was undoubtedly made by the skilled elves of Cillidellia.~
~
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silk shirt~
No one outdoes the elves when it comes to beautiful, elegant clothing. 
This shirt is no exception: made of the finest black elfweave, it has
full, dramatic sleeves and a plain collar. The front yoke is bisected
by a deep slash, closed by clever silver clasps.
~
#27306
spectacles pair~
a small pair of spectacles~
These round spectacles look like those a librarian or spinster would wear.~
~
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spectacles~
Simple in design, these spectacles would grant sight to those who are 
starting to lose theirs. 
~
#27307
veil gauze~
a modesty veil of gauze~
This veil is worn by the clergy of the Goddess of Dreams.~
~
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#27308
knee boots suede~
knee-high boots of purple suede~
Only a fop would wear these knee high boots of deep purple suede.~
~
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boots suede~
With a low but sturdy heel that wouldn't cause difficulties while fleeing
from an angry husband, these boots are tall enough to crest the knee.  To
the foppish dandy, they are the height of fashion, with a silver-buckled,
fancily studded strap that wraps just below the knee to maintain just the
right look.
~
#27309
orichalcum seal ring~
an orichalcum seal ring~
This ring was crafted out of the mystical metal orichalcum.~
~
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seal ring~
A thick band of orichalcum widens into an oval, where an intaglio seal is
inset. The seal bears an image of an ewer bendwise, within an orle.
~
#27310
pearl vial glass~
a pearl-covered sea glass vial~
A mysterious fluid fills this pearl encrusted vial.~
~
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pearl vial~
Irregularly-shaped fresh water pearls nestle in and amongst perfect ivory
salt water pearls, completely covering the surface of this vial. The pale
fluid within is thick and opaque.
~
#27311
flute~
a silver flute~
This flute appears to be crafted of silver for the best tonal quality possible.~
~
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flute~
This flute is simple in its construction, based upon a shepherd's
instrument, but lavish in its materials, being made of pure silver. The
slightest breath across the reed causes a lovely sound to emerge.
~
#27312
choker~
a woven silver choker~
This choker is crafted of delicate wires woven together.~
~
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choker~
Made of a complex, three-dimensional spiraling braid of wire, this choker
is light, airy and delicate - yet enormously strong.
~
#27313
armguards leather~
copper-chased armguards of green leather~
These armguards are made of heavy green leather with copper ornamentation.~
~
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armguards leather~
Heavy leather, dyed a pine-forest green, has been used to craft a pair of
arm guards. Functional studs of metal were carefully inset into the leather
in a defensive pattern that is also aesthetically pleasing.  A series of
lacing-holes allow the armguards to be fitted tightly to the forearm of the
wearer.
~
#27314
tongue piece flesh~
a rotting piece of tongue~
A small piece of rotting flesh lies here.~
~
26 0 16385
10 98 46 0
1 0 0
#27315
gambeson~
an emblazoned scarlet gambeson~
Neatly folded, this gambeson has been left behind.~
~
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3 0 0
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gambeson~
Made of scarlet velvet, this gambeson has hidden plates of armor to protect
the wearer. Emblazoned across the entire breast of the garment is the sigil
of the Familia Von Harovitch: Or, an eagle guardant.
~
#27316
overcoat~
a black formal overcoat~
Perfect for an evening at court, this black formal overcoat is elegant.~
~
9 0 1025
5 5 0 0
2 0 0
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overcoat~
With its distinctly elegant tailoring, designed to accentuate the width of
a man's shoulders, this overcoat is perfect for any formal occasion, when
paired with a waistcoat and ascot.
~
#27317
waistcoat brocade~
a brocade waistcoat in shades of blue~
Virtually every shade of blue appears in the fabric of this waistcoat.~
~
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waistcoat~
A vivid blue paisley pattern draws the eye to this blue waistcoat. Every
shade from azure to lapis, robin's egg to cerulean, can be found within the
bright silk fabric. The cut of the waistcoat is formal, perfect for pairing
with an overcoat.
~
#27318
waistcoat~
a sherry brocade embroidered waistcoat~
This waistcoat is the deep rich color of fine sherry and bears gold embroidery.~
~
9 0 1025
4 4 0 0
1 0 0
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brocade waistcoat ~
As deep a hue as the finest sherry, this waistcoat of heavy silk has
scrolling vine embroidery in metallic gold along the front lapels. Three
buttons of cut jet sparkle in the light, and a tie in the back allows for
the fit to be customized to the wearer.
~
#27319
overcoat velvet~
an overcoat of dark brown velvet~
Overcoats like these are often worn on a formal Hunt.~
~
9 0 1025
4 4 0 0
1 0 0
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overcoat velvet~
Made of sturdy brown cotton velvet, this overcoat has pick-stitching around
the collar and lapels. The tails are cut to provide sufficient room to move
while on horseback, and a small blood stain is visible at the front left,
where a huntsman held the struggling body of a rabbit as he broke its neck.
~
#27320
gown~
an outdated high court gown~
This gown is sadly outdated, and not of the current favored style.~
~
9 0 9
3 3 0 0
2 0 0
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gown~
A high, heart-shaped, wire-reinforced lace collar creates a frame for the
face of the wearer of this gown. Elaborate corsetry binds her shape into a
pleasing silhouette, and seventeen layered flounces hold the skirts out in
a perfect bell shape.
~
#27321
robe~
a priestess's robe~
This particular style of robe is worn by Tamar's clergy.~
~
9 0 9
2 2 0 0
1 0 0
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robe~
Simple and unassuming, this hooded robe is worn by those who have joined
the Priesthood of Dreams.
~
#27322
velvet doublet~
a finely made doublet of black leather~
Craftsmanship is the only adornment on this fine black leather doublet.~
~
9 0 1025
5 5 0 0
2 0 0
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doublet~
This doublet needs no slashing or pinwork, no lacing or ornamentation of
any kind to enhance its appearance. It is made from the finest,
buttery-soft leather and the tailoring and craftsmanship is second to none.
When worn, it would surely enhance every masculine attribute of the wearer,
who has displayed their impeccable taste in clothing.
~
#27323
cambric shirt~
a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric~
An open collar and full sleeves bring drama to this cambric shirt.~
~
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1 0 0
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cambric shirt~
Easily six yards of cambric - at a bare minimum - were used to craft this
shirt. The full sleeves are gathered in romantic pin-tucks for the top
hand-span, creating sweeping and elegant folds. The body of the shirt has a
simple slashed neckline but a dramatic, lace-edged collar. It ties at the
throat with a woven cord, the simplicity of it creating a mute invitation
to tug one end and undo the fastening.
~
#27324
suede bodice~
a deep green suede bodice~
The grass stains on the back of this deep green suede bodice are barely visible.~
~
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2 0 0
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suede bodice~
This triple-laced bodice is made of a sturdy dark green suede. Black
grommets march up the sides in paired rows, laced with a leaf-green ribbon.
Another set of grommets at the shoulders show where detachable sleeves have
been removed and discarded.  The hue of the garment quite nearly conceals
the extensive grass stains on the back.
~
#27325
breastplate leather~
a stout leather breastplate soaked in boar fat~
Boar fat keeps this stout leather breastplate in good condition.~
~
9 0 9
5 5 0 0
5 0 0
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breastplate leather~
The cuir bouill technique was used to craft this surprisingly sturdy armor.
Thick cowhide was boiled for several days in hot tallow that soaked into
every fiber. Upon drying, the leather became rigid, hard enough to hold a
given shape, and protect against the slash of a sword. This breastplate has
buckled straps at each side, and rows of metal studs to provide further
proof against an incoming blade.
~
#27326
silk hair ribbon~
a scarlet silk hair ribbon~
A slender length of scarlet silk was crafted to bind back long locks of hair.~
~
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1 1 0 0
1 0 0
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silk hair ribbon~
Nothing more than a finger's width of shimmering silk, this length of
scarlet would work well to tie back a lover's passion-tumbled locks.
~
#27327
gown velvet~
a court gown of azure velvet~
The hue of the mid-day sky, this velvet gown was in style decades ago.~
~
9 0 9
5 5 0 0
3 0 0
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court gown~
With its low decolletage and bell-like skirt, this dress was the epitome of
style, grace and fashion at court several decades ago. The sleeves are
works of art, trailing in lacy cascades to the floor, like silken
butterflies.
~
#27328
velvet tunic~
a lavender velvet tunic~
This velvet tunic is a rather foppish shade of lavender.~
~
9 0 9
4 4 0 0
2 0 0
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velvet tunic~
Slashes and piercework, ribbons twined through the fabric, and embroidery
atop lavender velvet make this garment a significant risk in the realm of
good taste in fashion.
~
#27329
linen shirt~
a brown linen shirt~
This linen shirt has been dyed with willow bark and tannin to a rich brown.~
~
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3 3 0 0
2 0 0
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linen shirt~
Classically simple in design, this shirt needs no fancy ornamentation to
gracefully highlight the form of the one who wears it. Made of durable but
breathable linen, it has a rich, dark brown hue, the color of freshly
turned forest soil.
~
#27330
court gown~
a richly embellished court gown~
Embroidered, bejeweled and heavily trimmed, this court gown cost a mint!~
~
20 0 1
500 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
court gown~
Lavish in the extreme, this gown is made of costly materials and begemmed.
~
#27331
rune robe~
a rune-inscribed robe of black~
This black robe bears runes in mithril, orichalcum and gold.~
~
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5 5 0 0
2 0 0
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robe robes~
Full and voluminous enough to conceal the form of the wearer, this robe has
a deep hood to further hide the identity of the one who dons it. It is made
of some form of heavy linen, giving it a certain senatorial style.
~
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runes~
The Elven runic symbols for "Blood" and "Earth" have been inscribed along
the hem of this garment.
~
#27332
gown~
a plain brown gown~
This gown is as plain as a spinster's face.~
~
9 0 9
2 2 0 0
1 0 0
#27333
shirt sapphire elfweave~
a shirt of sapphire elfweave~
Woven from the heart of gemstones, this sapphire elfweave shirt is stunning.~
~
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5 5 0 0
4 0 0
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shirt sapphire elfweave~
The elves of Cillidellia know how to weave fabric from ephemeral things:
Dream, light, song. What they can do with the tangible nearly defies
description. This gleaming shirt was woven from the hearts of sapphires.
The indescribably lush hue of the fabric is mesmerizing, and the texture is
as smooth as glass under your fingertips.
~
#27334
blouse~
an off-the-shoulder blouse of pale green~
This pale green blouse is designed to slip coyly off the shoulders.~
~
9 0 9
1 1 0 0
1 0 0
E
blouse~
Simple in its design - merely a ribbon-threaded gusset at the top to hold
it onto the body of the wearer - this blouse would undoubtedly slip off one
shoulder to bare an improper amount of skin.
~
#27335
silk chemise ruby~
a translucent chemise of ruby silk~
This ruby silk chemise is quite revealing; it's sheer...~
~
9 0 9
1 1 0 0
1 0 0
E
silk chemise ruby~
While not elfweave, the silk of this garment is exquisitely fine. In
ancient times, the colour was called sangoire, and only certain individuals
were permitted its wearing. Few today, however, would recognize it by that
name, instead likening it to a pigeon's-blood ruby; a deep, nearly black
shade of red. The silk is so light and delicate as to be quite sheer,
veiling that which lies beneath in a crimson haze, sewn here and there with
tiny diamonds.
~
#27336
seal ring House Von Harovich eagle~
the seal of House Von Harovich~
Or, an eagle guardant, decorates this seal ring.~
~
30 4624 3
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
seal ring House Von Harovich eagle~
Heavy in its construction, this seal ring of solid gold has a shield-shaped
face. Upon it is emblazoned the Von Harovich arms: Or, an eagle guardant.
Scratches and wear marks show that this piece of jewelry is ancient, passed
down from father to son for countless generations.
~
#27337
aura power glow~
a crimson aura of power~
This glowing aura surrounds those of power.~
~
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0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
aura power~
Over the millennia, the hue of evil has shifted by the whims of the gods.
Here, it is at its most ancient, its most mythic: a deep, dark, bloody
crimson.
~
#27338
swashbuckling pants cavalier~
full, side-buttoned cavalier pants~
Silver buttons up the side and a full leg make these pants perfect for swashbuckling.~
~
9 64 33
4 4 0 0
3 0 0
A
25 2
E
pants trousers swashbuckling cavalier~
People who wear trousers such as this are undoubtedly living an exciting
life involving swinging on ropes, shouting, 'Have at thee!' and rescuing
(or despoiling) fair ladies. They were, for a time, the height of fashion,
and even those poor unfortunates who did not live the life of a cavalier
affected the style, for the effect it had on the tenderer sex.
~
#27339
pearl necklace~
a necklace of luminous pearls~
Lush, luminescent pearls form a necklace worn closely about the throat.~
~
30 0 5
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
pearl necklace~
Ivory sea-pearls, far more smooth and lovely than their freshwater
counterparts, form three neat rows, one atop the other, to form a collar.
Coiled about the throat of a woman, they draw the eye to their luxurious
hue and texture.
~
#27340
coral charm~
a carved coral luck charm~
Sailors carry these coral charms, blessed by priests of the Lord of the Sea.~
~
22 64 32769
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
A
26 2
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coral charm~
A natural spire of coral has been carved with symbols for luck - a cresting
wave, a stout anchor, a sun-in-glory - all those things that bring a sailor
joy on a journey.
~
#27341
chain pendant~
a baroque-style gold chain with a ruby pendant~
This tear-shaped ruby pendant hangs from a chain of heavy gold.~
~
30 0 5
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
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chain pendant~
An ornate chain holds a pendant, carved from a single, massive ruby: Shaped
like a droplet of blood, it seems to be liquid and living inside: shifting
hues resemble sanguine fluid flowing through dark water. The exterior of
the gem is carved with angular runes in ancient Kayyron, reading 'Sanguis
Mortis.'
~
#27342
suede waist cincher~
a ruby suede waist cincher~
This cincher is designed to nip in the waist and accent curves above and below.~
~
9 64 2049
5 5 0 0
1 0 0
A
41 5
E
cincher~
With it's aesthetically pleasing curved lines, this waist cincher is
designed to enhance the feminine form. Laces in the front and back allow a
customized fit. Beneath the top-grain quality leather, however, the
inquisitive touch reveals some form of hidden armor, scaled, by the feel of
it, but flexible and strong.
~
#27343
axe goblinbiter~
the legendary axe, "Goblinbiter"~
Dwarven runes gleam upon this ancient axe.~
~
5 0 8193
0 7 9 12
5 0 0
E
Goblinbiter~
Only the most inept of of weapon-smiths could have made this weapon. It is
far too large and unwieldy for even the most doughty of combatants ...
unless, of course, they are dwarves.
~
#27344
whip~
a bloodstained whip~
This whip has been used on someone or something recently; its bloody.~
~
5 0 8193
0 5 7 4
1 0 0
E
whip~
Of the type known as a 'Devil's Tongue,' this whip has a stout handle, a
relatively short fall, and a wide tongue of leather for the cracker. The
dark leather is stained yet darker by traces of blood upon the end.
~
#27345
fangs ivory~
a vampire's fangs~
Long, thin fangs of ivory have been torn out from the roots.~
~
5 64 8193
0 8 8 10
1 0 0
A
13 4
A
19 4
#27346
fountain~
a broken stone fountain~
An ornate Baroque-style sculpture stands in the midst of a large stone fountain.~
~
25 0 0
0 0 0 0
999 0 0
E
sculpture~
An allegorical sculpture of the legendary explorer, Kyb Keyotay, stands in
the midst of the fountain, gazing off towards the depths of the unexplored.
His image has been vandalized extensively. Both arms and one leg are
missing, and someone has tied a ragged skirt of grass green around his
hips.  A be-feathered hat of garish purple sits atop his head.
~
#27347
apple tree~
a sad, withered apple tree~
Bent, withered, and spindly, this apple tree is only a shadow of its former self.~
~
15 0 0
10 0 0 0
600 0 0
E
apple tree~
Even a stunted tree can reach for the sun, or so it is said. This spindly,
crooked apple tree is gnarled and weary-looking. Its fruit is of poor
quality, but it gains no nutrients from the cursed soil here. All it has is
the golden light above.
~
#27348
apple~
a withered apple~
A withered apple might still hold some nutritional value for the hungry.~
~
19 0 1
48 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27349
apple~
an apple with a few brown spots~
Despite the brown spots, this apple might still hold some nutritional value.~
~
19 0 1
48 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27350
apple~
a worm-eaten apple~
If one ignores the worm-holes, this apple might still be edible.~
~
19 0 1
48 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27351
rubble ruins mausoleum~
the ruins of a mausoleum~
A large pile of rubble is all that remains of a once-stately mausoleum.~
~
12 0 0
0 0 0 0
999 0 0
E
rubble ruins mausoleum~
A shattered pile of once-stately stone is all that remains of this ruined
mausoleum. It is difficult to know who might have been interred here, or
which Family they were a member of.
~
#27352
glass key~
a key of scarlet glass~
Gold chasing provides ornamentation on this key of scarlet glass~
~
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glass key chasing gold ornamentation~
The avian sigil of House Von Harovich gleams upon the surface of this
scarlet glass key. Surrounded by arabesques and scrollwork, the eagle
screams in defiance.
~
#27353
staff ebony manatherite~
a staff of ebony~
An orb of manatherite tops this tall ebon staff.~
~
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30 2 1 59
1 0 0
E
staff ebony manatherite~
Made of some unrecognizable, dark, semi-porous material, this bone staff
has an aura about it that would set the hair to raising on the back of the
neck of even stout adventurers. A plaited wrap of black It seems to absorb
the light around it, dimming the area. The finial is shaped like a clawed
hand, grasping an faceted orb of manatherite, the sorcerer's bane.
~
#27354
catafalque~
a stately coffin upon a catafalque~
An ornate coffin of black marble rests upon a heavy slab.~
~
15 131072 0
900 13 27355 0
99 0 0
E
coffin~
The stately coffin lays unused and empty upon a massive black 
stone catafalque. It is draped in the Von Harovich colors, an
ornate seal bearing the house sigil upon the lid.
~
#27355
stake branch limb wood~
a broken oak branch~
A limb from the oak lies here, fallen.~
~
5 0 8193
0 1 10 2
2 0 0
#27356
pine needles~
dry, dark brown pine needles~
Old, dry brown pine needles scatter the ground beneath the tree.~
~
12 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27357
branch pine ~
a broken pine branch~
Someone climbing the pine tree has broken off a branch in their ascent.~
~
5 0 8193
0 1 9 2
1 0 0
#27358
candy bag~
a bag of candy~
This small cloth bag bears the emblem of an expensive candy maker.~
~
15 0 1
10 1 0 0
1 0 0
E
bag candy~
An ornate "B" is surrounded by acanthus leaves and vines on the front face
of this sumptuous cloth bag.
~
#27359
coffin catafalque~
a stately coffin upon a catafalque~
An ornate coffin of black marble rests upon a heavy slab.~
~
12 0 0
0 0 0 0
999 0 0
E
coffin catafalque~
The stately coffin lays unused and empty upon a massive black 
stone catafalque. It is draped in the Von Harovich colors, an 
ornate seal bearing the house sigil upon the lid.
~
#27360
lollipop~
a cherry lollipop~
Wrapped in a bit of parchment, a cherry lollipop has a hidden treat!~
~
19 0 1
1 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27361
lemon drop~
a lemon drop~
This lemon drop is dusted with sugar and has a tangy, pucker-inducing flavor.~
~
19 0 1
1 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27362
root-beer candy~
a root-beer candy~
Shaped like a small keg, a root-beer candy smells heavenly.~
~
19 0 1
1 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27363
vanilla chew nougat~
a soft vanilla chew~
A twist of parchment keeps this soft vanilla chew delicious and tasty.~
~
19 0 1
1 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27364
butterscotch candy~
a mouth-watering butterscotch candy~
Bright yellow paper surrounds a creamy butterscotch candy.~
~
19 0 1
1 0 0 0
1 0 0
#27365
tea set~
a child's tea-set~
Cracked and dusty, a child's tea set was buried with its owner.~
~
12 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
tea set~
A lovely tea pot and three cracked and chipped cups await the imagination
of a child to be transformed into a formal occasion. 
~
#27366
doll house~
a once-fine doll house~
Designed for a nobleman's daughter, this doll house is exquisitely made.~
~
15 0 1
35 5 0 0
4 0 0
E
doll house dollhouse~
Cleverly designed with a hinge on one side so that it can be opened in the
center, this dollhouse is a marvel of craftsmanship. It appears to have
been designed to resemble a very specific house, as the color palette is in
the rich tones of the House Salamir and the door bears the stag and star
emblem. The dollhouse has a total of fourteen rooms, four floors, and
twenty eight glass windows, seven of which are missing. From the individual
slate tiles of the roof to the marvels of miniature work paintings hanging
on the walls, this doll house was clearly a very expensive gift to a very
loved child.
~
#27367
doll~
a tiny doll of a noblewoman~
Garbed in the colors of House Salamir, this doll is beautiful.~
~
12 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
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noblewoman doll~
With her long, dark hair and beautifully painted blue eyes, her pert rose
colored mouth and fashionable court clothing, this doll was clearly made to
represent a singular individual: perhaps a young mother, lost too soon to a
child who would never grow up to know her. The size of this doll is barely
bigger than the first joint of a human pinky finger: it was clearly made to
be carried by another doll.
~
#27368
toy ball~
a doll's toy ball~
This miniscule ball, about the size of a pea, is made for a doll.~
~
8 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
ball~
Made of some sort of rubbery, bouncy material, this ball is a vivid azure
blue. It is the perfect size for a doll to play with.
~
#27369
doll dress~
a doll-sized blue velvet dress~
Ornamented with silver lace, a blue velvet doll's dress lies here.~
~
8 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
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dress~
This dress is elegant and perfect for a court Season. It was crafted in the
colours of House Salamir: Azure blue and bright silver. It has a full skirt
and long, flowing sleeves, and is sized to fit a doll.
~
#27370
doll hat~
a doll's hat~
With a crumbling veil, this doll's hat is old and fragile.~
~
8 0 1
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
hat chapeau~
In the latest fashion of court (from some hundred or so years ago), this
hat is made of velvet and has a crumbling veil of pale lace. It is the
perfect size for a doll.
~
#27371
skeleton child~
the skeleton of a child~
Its mausoleum in ruins about it, the broken skeleton of a child lies here.~
~
12 0 0
0 0 0 0
1 0 0
E
child skeleton~
From its size, it appears that this skeleton is all that remains of a
child, perhaps of eleven or so years of age. A few strands of fragile,
cob-web-like hair still clings to the skull, and tatters of azure velvet
reveal her to have been of House Salamir.  Perhaps it was her death, and
that of her mother, that caused her father to turn from the path of
goodness, break his oaths, and become damned.
~
#27372
wafer~
a sanctified wafer~
This wafer has been imbued with prayers to abate the ravages of poison.~
~
26 0 16385
5 43 0 0
0 0 0
#27373
mold clump~
a clump of blue-green mold~
The priests of Barbegazai swear by the curative properties of this mold.~
~
26 0 16385
5 104 0 0
0 0 0
E
mold clump~
Greenish-blue and fuzzy, this lump of mold was carefully cultured upon
several-days-old bread, and stored against future need.
~
#27374
bloomers linen batiste~
a pair of linen batiste split bloomers~
Rich lace decorates the hems of these batiste linen bloomers.~
~
9 0 33
1 1 0 0
1 0 0
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bloomers linen batiste~
A hand's-width ruffle of fine, tatted lace will draw the eye to the ankles
of the wearer of these batiste linen bloomers.  Those with a more puerile
interest might first notice the fact they are split, fore and aft. A woman
would happily don them for the added ease of tending to certain needful
personal actions while encumbered by the multiple layers of dress,
petticoat, under-gown, and shift.
~
#27375
crop~
a silver-handled riding crop~
Exceedingly well-made, this silver-handled riding crop would leave a welt.~
~
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0 6 10 9
1 0 0
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handle~
The silver filigree on the handle of this riding crop is smoothed down ever
so slightly from someone else's grip. Holding it in your hand, it feels
like an extension of your arm and you get a cold feeling, like it wants to
be used. A loop of leather trails from the end, employed to keep it
attached to the wearer when in vigorous use. A circular silver endcap
finishes off the handle in style.
~
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endcap~
The endcap of this riding crop is a circular faceted cabochon of brilliant
sapphire set in an ornate silver frame. The frame is decorated with tiny
carvings of a hound's trail, circling the gem.
~
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crop~
Staring at the crop, you ponder its usefulness. You test it against your
leg, creating a pleasing and authoritative  *slap!* A closer examination
reveals the fine filigree of the silver handle at one end, and the
well-worn leather of the keeper at the other.
~
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keeper~
The keeper at the end of this riding crop is a medium-sized loop of stout
leather, long-since softened by heavy use.  As you look closer you can just
make out dark flecks in the leather; perhaps the blood of some poor - or
fortunate - soul?
~
#27376
trousers linen~
hastily tied trousers, sliding down one hip~
These drawstring trousers of fine linen have a loose, flowing fit.~
~
9 0 33
1 1 0 0
1 0 0
E
trousers linen~
Made of a fine-weave linen, these indigo blue trousers are secured at the
waist by a braided cord drawstring. If not tied properly, however, they
could quite easily seek the floor.
~
#27377
dress velvet~
a long, flowing black velvet dress~
Discarded, a long, flowing black velvet dress lays here.~
~
9 0 9
1 1 0 0
1 0 0
E
dress velvet~
With a full, flowing skirt and a fitted, sweet-heart neckline bodice, this
black velvet dress is simple in its design, but imparts a certain Bohemian
flair.
~
#27378
ankh chain figaro~
a silver ankh upon a figaro chain~
Gleaming in the light, a silver ankh pendant hangs upon a figaro chain.~
~
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3 3 0 0
1 0 0
A
25 2
A
26 2
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ankh chain figaro~
An unadorned ankh hangs from a figaro chain. The pendant is smooth, the
curves of the symbol pleasingly rounded. A tiny spatter of blood mars its
simple beauty; a reminder of how it was obtained.
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#27379
codpiece velvet~
a Brobdingnagian particolored velvet codpiece~
Of scarlet, gold, and green, this enormous codpiece bears tassels and bells.~
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codpiece~
It takes a certain boldness to tie on a codpiece of any size. This
specimen, however, is positively Brobdingnagian in stature, and could only
be worn by the most self-assured of individuals. Easily the width and
length of a grown man's forearm, it is particolored in stripes of vivid
scarlet with sections of gold and green in a fetching harlequin pattern. At
the base, two bells of brass hang, ringing merrily, and an impudent and
irreverently rude tassel of white froths at the tip.
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#27380
broadside~
a tattered broadside~
A tattered, filthy broadside skitters along the ground, pushed by the wind.~
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broadside~
This large sheet of parchment is printed on one side only, suitable for
being glued upon a wall or other surface. The lower right section of the
page is missing. In a strong hand, in aged black ink, is written across the
top:

ROWENGARD BROTHERS TO THE RESCUE!

Beneath that, a sketch of two men in the prime of their maturity gaze back
at the reader, and below that:

FREDRICK AND JUSTIN of ROWENGARD were proclaimed Heroes 
of Trouble Creek, for their Bold and Courageous Action 
against the Foul Beasts that lurked there. A Coterie of 
Twelve Undead had plagued the Village, and by Sunlight 
and Spear, the two routed the Foul Creatures. Already 
Renowned and Respected for their acts of Bravery and 
Kindness, they have further shown themselves to be 

(the remainder of the broadside is missing.) 
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#27381
advertisement parchment sign~
a gaudy advertisement on crude, heavy parchment~
Lurid ornamentation and bold writing draw the eye to this parchment.~
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.                  * THE * RIVERHOLD * QUADS !!! *

Found Adrift upon the Sava River, raised by Pirates, trained to be monkey-
deft upon the Rigging of any Ship upon the Water, the Riverhold Quads are
the town's most Famous Sons! They Tumble! They Bumble! They bring Joy and
Laughter to Family Gatherings! They Find the Lost be it Treasure or trade!
They solve Puzzles and Paradoxes!  No Quandry too Queer, no Conundrum too
Canny! Contact Kyle, Lyle, Myle, Nyle, or Jyle, care of Alain the Sheriff
today, to put their Expertise to work for You!
~
#27382
letter parchment~
a letter written upon fine ivory parchment~
Carelessly folded several times, this ivory parchment is of fine quality.~
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Unfolding the parchment, a contractual offer is revealed, written in a 
very fine, elegant hand. Sadly, the upper portion appears to have been
heavily bled upon, rendering it unreadable and foul. What remains reads:


"come highly recommended. I expect that the retainer was sufficient.
Such supplies as you requested have been delivered per your specification
to the care of the costermonger. You should have all that you need.

Therefore, upon the conclusion of this wretched inquiry, return to my
estates and receive the second portion of your fees, to whit the sum of
two thousand gold apiece. Additional sums may be negotiated based on an
independent verification of the laying to Final Rest of any member of the
Family.

-Adelaide Tirenas."
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#0


#ROOMS
#27300
Before a Dilapidated Cemetery~
The brambles lie thick and close, crowding the broken remains of the road.
To the south lie a pair of wrought iron, arching, spike-topped iron gates
that weep scarlet tears of rust. They stand guard between the route back to
Rowengard and the many graves that lay beyond, like the dark, bloody
guardians of the path to the Underworld. The cemetery appears to have once
been quite rich and lavish, the private resting place of a few wealthy
families, perhaps. The sign upon the gates reads "Brookside Memorial", but
someone has stuck a painted bit of weathered canvas upon the fence nearby,
which reads, "The Boneyard. Step carefully, lest your bones join those of
the folk entombed here..."

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#27301
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This is the north-west corner of the graveyard. To one side are the metal
bars of the gates that halt entry into the memorial, and to the other, the
crumbling, vine-covered stone wall that enclose the other three sides of
the area. The grass is long and silky here, well fed by the dew that seeps
down the gate and wall. The strands twine up the bars of the wrought iron
fence like lover's hair through fingers. Cobblestones beneath your feet,
mostly buried in the grass and earth, form a path leading to the east and
south.
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#27302
On a Path in the Boneyard~
You stand beneath the sheltering branches of a huge pine tree which reach
out in a canopy over the broken cobblestone pathway along the ancient 
crypts.  The tree's branches bow down almost to the ground, and look quite
sturdy - you have no fear that they would break under your weight. The 
towering giant looks to be at least one hundred years old, perhaps older, 
and in its higher branches, movement can be seen here and there as wild 
creatures scamper within its shelter. The path leads to the east and west.
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#27303
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This is the wide, central corridor of the memorial garden. It was once
paved in perfect, round cobblestones, but alas, they are broken, buried,
and hidden beneath the long, flowing grass. From this vantage, you can
clearly see the rows of weathered and beaten buildings, once graceful
enclosures for the beloved dead. The structures appear to be newer towards
the front of the graveyard, and older towards the back. Trees dot the park
here and there, and in the center is a huge oak and what appears to be a
fountain of some sort. The exit lies to the north. To the south is the
graveyard's center. To the east and west, the cobblestones disappear into
the long grass and overgrowth.
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#27304
On a Path in the Boneyard~
A pine tree towers over head, its far-reaching branches blocking out some
of the view of the sky. The cobblestones under foot are broken, moss and
grass outlining the cracks in the stones. Brown pine needles liberally
scatter the ground, dropped by the giant tree that towers above. The path
leads to the east and west, following rows of mausoleums.
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#27305
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The thin, dry, grayish-green grass here is tall and blows in the wind,
making a soft, scratching noise against your garments. The sound is eerie,
almost like that of fleshless fingers scrabbling upon stone. A shoulder-
high stone fence squats in the swaying greenery, nearly buried in the sea
of grass, revealing the eastern boundary of the Boneyard. The path extends
to the west and south.
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#27306
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The path seems almost like a channel of sea-water, the way the tall grass
sways and sweeps in complex patterns, teased by the breeze. Protected by
the wall to the west, which shelters it from the strong winds that rip
through the rest of the graveyard, and granted the dew that slides down the
wall's stone surface, the grass here is luxuriously verdant, almost enough
to make one wish to go barefoot. The trail through the Boneyard runs to the
north, south, and east. To the south and slightly to the west, the arched
dome of a building is visible.
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#27307
On a Path in the Boneyard~
Like a guard or sentinel, a tall pine reaches skyward, its branches showing
a lack of care for the last several years. The branches overhang and
partially block the broken cobblestone pathway underfoot as it winds
between the crypts. In the tree's higher branches, movement can be seen
here and there as wild creatures scamper within its shelter. The path leads
in to the east and west.
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#27308
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The central aisle of the graveyard, this pathway shows the same destruction
as others within these grounds. Nearly as wide as an ogre is tall, it was 
once paved in perfect, round cobblestones. Now, they are shattered by time
and the seasons, hidden beneath the long, wispy grass. In the intermediate
directions, you can see weathered and beaten crypts. The structures appear
to be newer towards the front of the graveyard, and older towards the back.
The exit lies to the north. To the south is the graveyard's center, where a
huge oak and a fountain draw the eye. To the east and west, the broken 
cobblestones disappear into the long grass and overgrowth, darting between
ancient mausoleums.
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#27309
On a Path in the Boneyard~
An ancient pine reaches skyward, its heavy branches bowing down nearly to
the ground. A thick carpet of brown needles covers the broken cobblestones
beneath the pine, some disturbed by the passage of creatures through the
area. The tree seems sturdy enough to climb, though the possibility of
getting sticky sap all over you is real. The pathway leads to the east and
west.
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#27310
On a Path in the Boneyard~
Protected from the wind by the bordering wall that lies to the west, the
grass here is particularly long and verdant - nearly waist-high. It brushes
against your clothing, making an eerie sighing sound that might be found
disturbing by less bold individuals. The pathway leads to the north,
towards the exit, to the south, deeper into the graveyard, and to the west,
along a row of sad, ill-maintained mausoleums. The well-picked carcass of
an unusually large raven lays in the midst of the path just a few steps
away, a grisly reminder that many of the creatures found here have unending
hunger.
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#27311
On a Path in the Boneyard~
A graceful walkway extends from this point to the west, towards what is a
fairly ominous example of architecture - a cathedral made of dark stones,
with jutting spires and leering gargoyles. Its design could not be called
welcoming. The main pathway of the Boneyard extends from north to south,
and another lane disappears into the swaying grass to the east. The
half-eaten carcass of a dog lies here, a crow perched upon its shoulder,
happily pecking away at the rotted flesh.
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#27312
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This appears to be the central point of the western section of the
graveyard. Stately rows of towering pines stand as ancient guardians. One
particular specimen nearly blocks the path here, it's branches sweeping the
ground like a court lady's skirts. Within its higher branches, movement can
be seen here and there as wild creatures scamper within its shelter. The
path leads to the east and west. In the distance to the west, the wicked
spires of a cathedral can be seen above the tree-line, the building vast in
size and grim in ornamentation. To the east, the center courtyard is barely
visible.
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#27313
By The Central Fountain~
The ornate marble fountain before you has seen better days.  Of course,
everything here seems to be in the same sorry state as the fountain. The
huge circular pale marble edifice fills the meeting of the pathways within
the Boneyard. An external wall surrounds the water-work, and it is sculpted
to look like a rocky shore. A graceful mermaid sits upon a stone in the
center of the fountain, an arc of brackish water still trickling from her
outstretched hands into the water below. Crafted of bronze, she is stained
verdigris green, and marked by the droppings of birds. Above you, the wide
open arms of a massive, ancient oak tree spread.
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#27314
On a Path in the Boneyard~
Pine needles lay thickly underfoot - both fresh deep green and dead, russet
orange, their source one of the many tall pine trees that line the pathways
in the cemetery.  Something has been moving in the tree tops, disrupting
the branches, it seems, causing the needles to fall. The lane upon which
you stand runs from the east to the west, and stone mausoleums can be seen
to each of the non-cardinal directions.  The central point of the graveyard
lies to the west.
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#27315
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The breeze teases its way through the tall, spindly grass that grows in and
among the broken cobblestones of the pathway. It stretches from north to
south along the low, stone wall that encloses the Boneyard. Here, the wall
jogs outward, surrounding a small stone structure to the east. It doesn't
look like a mausoleum, but its true purpose is not immediately apparent.
The path extends in all four cardinal directions. Midair, a dark feather
wafts back and forth in the wind, cast off by one of the vultures that are
prevalent here.
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#27316
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The pathway seems almost like a channel of sea-water, the way the grass
sways and sweeps back and forth from side to side by the breeze - almost
like the ocean currents. Protected by the wall to the west, which shelter
it from the strong winds that rip through the rest of the graveyard, and
granted the dew that slides down its stone surface, the grass here is
luxurious, almost enough to make one wish to go barefoot. The trail through
the Boneyard runs to the north, south, and east. To the north-west, the
high-reaching spires of a  massive building is visible where it towers over
the trees and wall.
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#27317
On a Path in the Boneyard~
Stretching skyward, a pine tree partially blocks the path. One of many that
line the lanes within the Boneyard, it looks old and sturdy, easily able to
hold your weight.  Cast off pine needles litter the ground, their rusty
color making it look like blood pools between the broken cobbles of the
path. Something rustles in the pine's upper branches, hinting that
something else may have sought shelter there. In each of the non-cardinal
directions, you can see the mausoleums that make this graveyard famous. The
path runs to the east and west.
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#27318
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This is the central aisle of the memorial garden. Nearly as wide as an
adult ogre is tall, it was once paved in perfect, round cobblestones, but
alas, they are broken, buried, and hidden beneath the long, flowing grass.
The structures are old in this, the back half of the graveyard, the rock
walls faded and bleached by the sun, and stained with the marks of birds
and plant growth creeping over their walls. Crumbling bits of stone litter
the pathway, making footing treacherous. The wind picks up, pulling at your
garments and making the trees creak and groan like living things. To the
north, you can see the path leading to the central courtyard, and all the
way in the distant south, a mausoleum that dwarfs all the others is the
terminal point of the lane.
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#27319
On a Path in the Boneyard~
You stand beneath a pine tree; one of many planted here ages ago in stately
rows along the lanes of the graveyard. Its branches stretch out in a canopy
over the broken cobblestone pathway between the ancient crypts. The
towering giant looks to be at least one hundred years old, perhaps older,
and in its higher branches, movement can be seen. It looks easily strong
enough to hold your weight, should you wish to climb up. The tree's needles
scatter the ground, covering it in a blanket of burnt orange and brown,
nearly hiding every hint of the cobblestone pathway that runs from east to
west.
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#27320
On a Path in the Boneyard~
A short, squat stone fence is nearly hidden in the sea of tall grasses that
overgrow the pathway here. The wall forms the eastern boundary of the
Boneyard. To the north-east, a small, utilitarian structure can be seen,
but it doesn't resemble expensive mausoleums found elsewhere. The path
extends to the west and north. Something rotting and recently dead fouls
the air to the south.
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#27321
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This is the south-western corner of the graveyard, and the low stone walls
that enclose it come to a meeting point here. Wide pathways lead both north
and east, nearly overrun with tall, wispy grasses that have squirmed their
way up between the broken cobblestones. From this vantage, you can see the
towering spires of a cathedral to the north-west, and a gargantuan
mausoleum complex to the southeast. Something squishes underfoot, and to
your disgust, you realize you have just stepped in a rotting gobbet of
flesh, dropped by some carrion-eater.
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#27322
On a Path in the Boneyard~
This east-west pathway is the southern-most and oldest portion of the
graveyard. There is little to no trace of cobblestones or gravel beneath
the tall, wispy grass. Debris scatters the lane as the mausoleums crumble
from the weight of time, and the encroachment of the roots of the towering
pine trees that dot the pathways. Footing underfoot is perilous to say the
least. To the east and west, this walkway continues, or an adventurous soul
could climb up into the ancient tree that reaches skyward.
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#27323
Standing Before an Ancient Mausoleum~
Obviously one of the oldest tombs here, the ancestral tomb complex you
stand before is the epitome of deteriorating grandiosity. The grey stone
crumbles a bit more before your eyes as the winds rush over it, casting a
fine, powdery layer of stone dust over the grass. Only the metal plaque
that once arched gracefully above the lintel remains of its original
beauty, although it lays haphazardly upon the ground. The door doesn't seem
particularly stable or safe. Entering this crypt would be a bad idea, as
exit is certainly not guaranteed.
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plaque~
A host of angels and magical symbols cover this decorative brass plaque
which once hung above the doorway into the mausoleum. It seems strange 
that the symbols are ones of warding, and the angelic host appears to be 
commanding the onlooker to turn away. The name upon the plaque reads:

.                          FAMILIA VON HAROVICH                           .
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#27324
On a Path in the Boneyard~
Towering pines line the grassy walkways between the mausoleums. In this,
the oldest part of the graveyard, they are massive giants, their
outstretched limbs spanning the full distance between the rows of crypts.
Their branches are strong, if sticky with hardened sap, and it would be
easy to climb up for a different vantage. To the south, the low stone wall
that encloses the graveyard blocks your ability to travel in that
direction. To the east and west, the pathway continues, winding as it does
through the mausoleums.
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#27325
On a Path in the Boneyard~
The south-eastern corner of the graveyard is marked by the meeting of the
low stone and mortar wall that encloses it from the north and west. An
empty, leering humanoid skull rests atop the wall, set there by some
unknown individual in a moment of humor. Long grass swirls and eddies in
each dancing movement of the breeze, made thick and lush by the extra
moisture created by the condensation on the stone wall. The barest hint of
a cobblestone path leads off to the north, and grass and rubble combine to
form a perilous trail to the west.
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#27326
In A Small Shed~
With walls so cracked and warped you can see the tombs outside, this shed
has not weathered the years well. The wooden boards that make up its worn
construction are weathered and twisted with age, and any trace of paint is
long since gone. Piles of tools in the corner reveal that this was probably
a caretaker's tool shed. They are long since rusted to uselessness. Dusty
and torn spider webs cover much of the walls and ceiling, clear evidence
that no one has disturbed this place for decades. A few birds have made
their neat and tidy nests in the eaves of the shed, providing a curious
juxtaposition to the overall sense of age, death and decay the shed
projects.
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#27327
Up in a Pine Tree~
For all of the gloom of the Boneyard below, the view up in the pine tree 
is one of eerie beauty. Above the tops of even the tallest of the crypts
within the graveyard, your view gifts the ancient, crumbling burial place
with a sense of unearthly mystery. Oddly enough, although they are not 
visible from the ground, at this altitude you can see that something has
made its own paths through the graveyard, slipping from crypt to crypt,
avoiding the cobblestone trails. 
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#27328
Up in a Pine Tree~
The view from up in the tree is both gloomy and somehow beautiful. The
slight haze that drifts over the Boneyard at all times softens the 
edges of the scene before you, giving it a dream-like quality. But below
that facade, is nightmare.
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#27329
Up in a Pine Tree~
The wind whistles, causing the pine to sway. Nonetheless, the view makes 
the possible danger pale in comparison. The Boneyard in all of its gray,
crumbling beauty lies sprawled about. There is something about ancient
graveyards that touches upon one's sense of mortality. No matter how great
or infamous our deeds, or the impact we had on others... we all return to
the dust.
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#27330
Up in a Pine Tree~
For all of the gloom of the Boneyard below, the view up in the pine tree 
is one of eerie beauty. Above the tops of even the tallest of the crypts
within the graveyard, your view gifts the ancient, crumbling burial place
with a sense of unearthly mystery. Oddly enough, although they are not 
visible from the ground, at this altitude you can see that something has
made its own paths through the graveyard, slipping from crypt to crypt,
avoiding the cobblestone trails. 
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#27331
Up in a Pine Tree~
The height of this tree provides a fine vantage point to view the cathedral
building that lies to the west beyond the wall. It is a vast, brooding hulk
of stone, with a central oculus of some bizarre gray material. From portico
to apse, the structure stretches nearly seven hundred feet, and the dome is
pierced by the openings of a clerestory two hundred feet from the cathedral
floor. A pair of flanking side-buildings hunch next to the main body of the
building, and all in all, the place looks downright eerie.
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#27332
 Up in a Pine Tree~
The view from up in the tree is both gloomy and somehow beautiful. The
slight haze that drifts over the Boneyard at all times softens the 
edges of the scene before you, giving it a dream-like quality. But below
that facade, is nightmare.
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#27333
Up in a Pine Tree~
The wind whistles, causing the pine to sway. Nonetheless, the view makes 
the possible danger pale in comparison. The Boneyard in all of its gray,
crumbling beauty lies sprawled about. There is something about ancient
graveyards that touches upon one's sense of mortality. No matter how great
or infamous our deeds, or the impact we had on others... we all return to
the dust.
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#27334
Up in a Pine Tree~
For all of the gloom of the Boneyard below, the view up in the pine tree 
is one of eerie beauty. Above the tops of even the tallest of the crypts
within the graveyard, your view gifts the ancient, crumbling burial place
with a sense of unearthly mystery. Oddly enough, although they are not 
visible from the ground, at this altitude you can see that something has
made its own paths through the graveyard, slipping from crypt to crypt,
avoiding the cobblestone trails. 
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#27335
Up in a Pine Tree~
For all of the gloom of the Boneyard below, the view up in the pine tree 
is one of eerie beauty. Above the tops of even the tallest of the crypts
within the graveyard, your view gifts the ancient, crumbling burial place
with a sense of unearthly mystery. Oddly enough, although they are not 
visible from the ground, at this altitude you can see that something has
made its own paths through the graveyard, slipping from crypt to crypt,
avoiding the cobblestone trails. 
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#27336
Up in a Pine Tree~
The view from up in the tree is both gloomy and somehow beautiful. The
slight haze that drifts over the Boneyard at all times softens the 
edges of the scene before you, giving it a dream-like quality. But below
that facade, is nightmare.
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#27337
 Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The tomb before you has really been ravaged by time and the elements.
Its once-beautiful reliefs and intricate columns have been chipped off
and probably lie in some dusty personal collection in a damp, unkind
land far away. The path runs east and west. A plaque above the door 
names the one interred here.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|      MATTHEW SALAMIR       |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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S
#27338
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The pathway has lead you to yet another tomb, crafted long ago of finely
veined marble. Made to weather time and the wind and rain, it has done so
admirably. Unfortunately, it bears the marks of deliberate assault and
defacement. Rude comments have been painted upon the walls that cast slurs
upon the one sleeping within. Large chunks of stone are missing here and 
there where the edifice itself was attacked in anger and rage. An inept
attempt at lock-picking the massive door resulted in the mechanism being
smashed in with a piece of fallen masonry. A plaque above the door names
the disliked one interred here. The path runs east and west.
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|     JUAN PABLO SALAMIR     |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27339
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
This tomb is short and stout, rather different architecture from the rest
found here.  Looking more closely, you sense that it was quickly made - 
with poorer workmanship and no fancy details - as if Death came 
particularly unexpectedly for the one barrowed here. A plaque above the 
door names the one interred here. The path runs east and west.
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|      MARTIN CUIDILLERO     |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27340
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The tomb before you is graceful and elegant, narrow columns supporting an
arched roof. The door is worked with metal insets which have turned green
from exposure to the elements, but are lovely still. They depict a lady 
and her lord resting beneath the wide-spread branches of a tree. Her name
is given on a plaque above the doorway. The path runs east and west.
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*----------------------------*
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|    CATARINA CUIDILLERO     |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27341
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The mausoleum to the south of you is a large one, engaged columns carved
with cherubim and seraphim. Stone ivy entwines hearts upon the facade 
of the structure. Apparently this was a loving couple's tomb, created by
those who treasured them, or perhaps a husband's last wish to honor his
beloved wife.  An oval plaque of time-stained silver engraved with roses
names the pair buried here. The path runs east and west.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|    CARLOSANTI SALAMIR      |
|      MIRALYN SALAMIR       |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27342
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
Prepared long before his death, the tomb of Katthew Salamir awaits in all
of its grandeur and indulgent luxury to the south. Painted gilt-work
ornaments the gold-veined creamy marble blocks that make up the mausoleum.
Stained glass windows provide color, but are protected by ornate metal
grillwork. All of the workmanship is quite fine, but the overall image is
one of prideful boasting.  A golden plaque further proclaims the one buried
here. The path runs east and west.
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|      KATTHEW SALAMIR       |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27343
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
To the south looms a tall, dark, somber sepulcher, its surface covered in
glowing silver, copper, and golden runes that flicker with power. A circle
inscribed in blood encloses the edifice, lined with symbols beyond any 
comprehension. Each corner of the crypt bears a stone gargoyle with a 
lion's head, wings extended, mouth open in a roar. A plaque inscribed with
flaming runes names the one interred here. The path runs east and west.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|      VAEDRY CUIDILLERO     |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27344
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The tomb before you is square and stout, a solid edifice without extra
adornment. A plaque above the door declares the name of the one entombed,
and the arms of the Cuidillero family are on proud display. The pathway
between the mausoleums continues to the east and west.
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|      COBRYN CUIDILLERO     |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27345
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
A pair of embossed swords gleam upon the portal to the tomb that lies to
the south.  Several bouquets of long-dead flowers have been piled at the
entryway, tokens of esteem from lovers separated by the vast emptiness of
death. The structure itself is ornate, looking more like a gentleman's
private salle, than a tomb. A turret rises as the central point, and the
roof edges are worked with crenellations. A brass plaque names the one who
is entombed here. The path continues to the east and west.
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|      BRANDON VENTANI       |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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S
#27346
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
The crypt that lies to the south is plain, un-ornamented, almost boring.
Boxy in shape, bare of pillars, preventives, oculi, runes, sigils, or
any other manner of decoration, it quite resembles the soul it houses 
for the remainder of time: un-ostentatious, down to earth, and calm. 
A ship's wheel plaque has been painted upon the door, marking this tomb's 
owner as one who gave the God of the Sea his allegiance. The path continues
to the east and west.
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plaque ship wheel~
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|       CANDIDO VENTANI      |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
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#27347
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
Appearing more like an oddly placed hunting lodge than a crypt, the 
structure to the south is made of a dark brown marble carved to look
like rough-hewn logs. A small porch fronts the building, and a stone
rocking chair rests conveniently close to the railing so that one 
could easily put their feet up and relax. A plaque upon the door 
names he who rests here. The path continues to the east and west.
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|                            |
|      NOSHAN TIRENAS        |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27348
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
Plain and unadorned, the crypt here has a foreboding and unsettling air
about it. Something about the dark stone construction seems to seep a
miasma of evil malice. Raven-like gargoyles perch on each of the four
corners. A plaque above the door names the one interred here. The path
continues to the west and terminates a short distance to the east.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|       STILTON TIRENAS      |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27349
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
Whomever designed and commissioned the crypt to the south was a miserly
penny-pincher. Only the cheapest of materials were used and the structure
itself is plain and uninteresting in architectural style. A plaque above
the door names the one interred here. The grassy, half-hidden path between
the crypts continues to the east and terminates a short distance to the
west.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|       THERESE VENTANI      |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27350
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
This tomb has been desecrated and bears the unmistakable signs of being the
subject of a great deal of rage. Shattered bottles of wine litter the earth
at the building's base, and chips here and there mark where stones have
been cast. All of the windows are broken, and in some spots, smears of a
dark brown stain the pale stone of the crypt, as if fists had been pounded
bloody against the walls, or something foul was smeared. Traces of soot
around the windows reveal that at some point, the structure was put to the
torch. A plain stone plaque above the door names the one buried here. The
path continues to the east and west.
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|                            |
|      GWYMIR VENTANI        |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27351
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
To the south lies a building more suitable to a Garden of Earthly Delights
than to a graveyard. It is built to resemble a lady's bower, and is highly
ornamented and decorated (by someone of questionable taste, one might add).
Frescoes of naked cherubs flitting here and there chasing coy, voluptuous
nymphs garbed in translucent garb cover the walls. In the artwork, a
voluptuous, stunningly sensual woman reclines upon a pillow-covered divan
as she observes the debauchery. Stained glass windows provide an additional
level of wealth and luxury. An etched mirrored glass plaque names the one
buried here.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|      GALIDA TIRENAS        |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27352
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
This tomb is very lovely, if such a structure can be described thus.
Crafted with elegance and good taste, it seems at odds with the ostentation
and bragging found on the other sepulchers within the Memorial Garden. A
plaque above the door names the one interred here.  The path continues east
and west.
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*----------------------------*
|                            |
|      KEROWYN TIRENAS       |
|                            |
*----------------------------*
~
S
#27353
Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum~
You stand in the oldest part of the Boneyard. The buildings are crumbling
ruins, unsafe to enter under any circumstances. The name upon the mausoleum
directly to the south is completely unreadable, long since worn away by the
winds and weather. The path runs east and west.
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#27354
Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum~
The buildings here in the oldest part of the graveyard are crumbling ruins,
unsafe or impossible to enter. The name upon the mausoleum directly to the
south is completely unreadable, long since worn away by the winds and
weather. The path runs east and west.
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#27355
Standing Before a Crumbled Mausoleum~
The roof and walls of this mausoleum collapsed ages ago, if the growth of
the grass and ivy over the crumbled remains are anything to judge by. A
bronze plaque, green with verdigris, half-hidden within the shrubbery,
reveals the name of the one who was once interred here. The lane continues
to the east and west.
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#27356
Standing Before a Mausoleum~
This is the oldest part of the Boneyard. Here, the buildings are in
horrible disrepair, crumbling right before your eyes. The name upon the
mausoleum directly to the south is completely unreadable, long since worn
away by the winds and weather. The door hangs half-open, but the collapsed
roof makes entry impossible. The path runs east and west.
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#27357
Within a Salamir Family Crypt~
Built for one of the scions of House Salamir, this luxurious stone chamber
is crafted of finely veined gray marble. The door is flanked with the
crumbled remains of blue velvet curtains, their dusty fuzziness enough to
make one's nose twitch. At the center of the crypt is a platform of a
darker granite, bearing three slabs of pale marble. An ornate coffin rests
upon each.  Metal sconces hang from the walls, unlit torches set within
them. Ornate pillars carved like caryatids dot the floor, reaching up to
support a vaulted ceiling. The crest of the House, Azure, a stag's head
caboshed and in chief three mullets Or, is displayed upon a shield hanging
on the southern wall, as well as on the bier supporting the central coffin.
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#27358
Within a Salamir Family Crypt~
Built for the scions of House Salamir, this luxurious stone chamber is
built of finely veined gray marble. The door is flanked with the crumbled
remains of blue velvet curtains, their dusty fuzziness enough to make one's
nose twitch. At the center of the crypt is a platform of a darker granite,
bearing a carved statue of the one who rests here.  Metal sconces hang from
the walls, unlit torches set within them. Ornate pillars carved like
caryatids dot the floor, reaching up to support a vaulted ceiling. The
crest of the House, Azure, a stag's head caboshed and in chief three
mullets Or, is displayed upon a shield hanging on the southern wall, as
well as on the bier supporting the sarcophagus.
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#27359
A Cudillero Family Tomb~
The quiet and chill of this chamber is a marked change from the outdoors.
Crafted of stone but paneled in a dark wood, it is ornamented with a small
shrine to the God Maurice. The altar is littered with small trinkets and
other offerings, all of which are coated in dust. The floor underfoot is a
dark slate, each slab carefully fitted to the next in an example of fine
workmanship. To either side of the chamber, dark stone platforms bear stone
coffins, each carved with the image of the one resting within - the one to
the east bears the visage of an autocratic noble, his face stern and
commanding. The one to the west is carved in the image of a gentle lady.
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#27360
A Cudillero Family Tomb~
This stone chamber is shrouded in darkness, and seems unusually cold,
compared to the temperature outside. A low stone bier at the center of the
tomb once held a wooden casket, but that has long-since rotted away. The
powerful stench of rotting flesh and the sickly sweetness of blood pollutes
the air, and the buzzing of many, many flies rings in your ears. A metal
shield, its surface still bearing the arms of the Cuidillero family, hangs
upon the southern wall.
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shield arms~
The shield is painted an stark black, a thin border of gold gleaming a the
edges. At it's center, a golden lion's head is depicted, it's mouth open in
a defiant roar.
~
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#27361
Within a Salamir Family Crypt~
Built for the scions of House Salamir, this luxurious stone chamber is
built of finely veined gray marble. The door is flanked with the crumbled
remains of blue velvet curtains, their dusty fuzziness enough to make one's
nose twitch. At the center of the crypt is a platform of a darker granite,
bearing a twin statues of the two who were laid to rest here.  Metal
sconces hang from the walls, unlit torches set within them. Ornate pillars
carved like caryatids dot the floor, reaching up to support a vaulted
ceiling. The crest of the House, Azure, a stag's head caboshed and in chief
three mullets Or, is displayed upon a shield hanging on the southern wall,
as well as on the bier supporting the sarcophagus.
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#27362
The Crypt of Katthew Cuidillero~
Ornamented in the Cuidillero family colors of black and gold, this chamber
is livened by touches of a deep, passionate purple. It billows in the form
of rotted curtains to either side of the entryway, and is draped over the
stone sarcophagus that sits in the center of the mausoleum. The remnants of
a thickly piled rug covers the floor. A carved trellis of heavy roses
arches over the entryway. A comfortable wooden chair, now fragile with age,
sits in one corner, as if the one entombed here expected lamenting
visitors.
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#27363
Inside a Cuidillero Family Mausoleum~
Built in an austere style, with the materials used reflecting the house
colors of black and silver, this chamber is without frippery.  The bier at
the center of the crypt is surrounded by a thaumaturgical circle which
glows golden in the dim light of the chamber.  Upon the far south wall, a
shield displays the emblazoned device of the family: Sable, a lion's head
erased within a bordurelet Or.
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#27364
Within a Cuidillero Crypt~
This chamber was decorated to look like a saloon, with the stone bier
resembling a bar, complete with several dusty bottles containing ancient
spirits. A pair of round tables with antique wooden chairs looks like
perfect places for a hand of cards or two. A scattering of coins gleams
atop the Cuidillero crest, which is carved into the table's surface. One
can almost hear songs and smell the pipe smoke, and forget that one is in a
cemetery.
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#27365
The Tomb of Brandon Ventani~
This chamber looks as much like a gentleman's salle, as it does anything
else. An entire wall has been made of polished metal, to provide a mirror.
It reflects the weapons racks upon the opposite wall, where the tools of a
duelist are proudly displayed. The wooden floor is polished, and light
could be provided by both sconces on the wall and a bronze chandelier
hanging from the ceiling. The stone coffin is non-descript, placed against
the south wall, almost as if in afterthought. A crimson crystal chalice is
now only filled with dust, where once it held the finest vintages of wine,
where it rests upon the coffin. The Ventani crest - a golden lily upon a
black background within a golden border - is displayed prominently upon a
shield hanging above the coffin, on the goblet laying on the floor, and
engraved upon the cup hilts of the swords hanging upon the walls.
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#27366
The Tomb of Candido Ventani~
Simple and unassuming, this stone structure has been completely paneled on
the interior with wood seasoned by the seas. You can still discern traces
of the salt that soaked into the timbers for decades, when the timbers
re-purposed here were the hull of a ship. An anchor, the name 'Taaut's
Prize' still visible upon it, rests in one corner. The shredded remains of
a linen hammock lay in tatters against the walls, where time and humidity
have caused the fibers to rot. The sole window looks out to the north, it's
shape as round as a porthole.
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#27367
A Tirenas Family Crypt~
Cold and silent, this tomb was crafted to resemble a hunting lodge. The
skulls and horns of a variety of beasts, from unicorns to manticore hang
upon the walls, and surely that is the head of a dracolich! Furs of all
manner of creatures adorn the floors, covering it a thick pile: minotaur,
lion, centaur, and baby dragon. A heavy leather chair is adorned with the
Tirenas family crest: Sable, a sword bendwise sinister argent, a thickly
cushioned footrest before it. Weapons of all sorts are displayed on
individual hangers upon the walls. The coffin is nearly hidden behind a
large display of a stuffed Tiger.
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#27368
The Crypt of Stilton Tirenas~
This vaulted, circular crypt is plain and without ornament. It is only
after a moment's study that you realize that what you first took for a
raised dais with a throne-like chair upon it, is, in fact, a sarcophagus. A
lifelike carving of a death's head raven clings to the raised back of the
chair, and the moth-eaten remains of a raven-feather rug covers a part of
the floor. Narrow arrow-slit style windows create the ability to view the
entire graveyard, one glimpse at a time.
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#27369
A Mausoleum of House Ventani~
There is nothing about this crypt to reveal the personality of the one
entombed here. Truthfully, it looks like this was a blank canvas of
architecture that was never considered beyond the few brief moments it took
to walk in a plain wooden casket and leave it behind. A metal plaque still
bearing the golden Ventani lily lays upon the floor amidst the rotted
remains of the coffin.
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#27370
The Tomb of Gwymir Ventani~
Great violence was done to this building: At some point, if the evidence of
your eyes is to be believed, it was set ablaze. All within it is charred
ruin, but even still, you can pick out some details as to what the chamber
might have looked like: The 'coffin' for eternal rest is carved to look
like a divan, as if the one within it was just emerging satiated from an
evening's pleasure. Shards of glass reveal the expensive decanters that
once made up a wealthy man's personal bar, and a thick layer of ash on the
floor bears witness to the luxurious sheepskins that once covered the stone
underfoot.
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#27371
In a Tirenas Family Mausoleum~
Built to resemble a woman's boudoir, this crypt is gaudy and extreme in its
ornamentation. Light streams in through the leaded glass windows,
illuminating the tableau. With a large, four poster canopy bed instead of a
coffin, a mirrored dresser, and a mouse-eaten chaise lounge, it is clear
the sort of activities that the occupant most earnestly pursued. Though it
has been decades since the one entombed here was laid to rest, the scent of
cloying perfume still scents the air. The sad remains of a small lap-dog,
abandoned here when his mistress died, are visible at the foot of the bed.
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#27372
Inside a Tirenas Family Crypt~
Built to enclose the remains of a woman, this circular crypt has ornate
supporting columns worked with designs of climbing roses that support a
vaulted ceiling. The bier is simple but elegant, supporting a coffin of
aged hardwood. Upon the coffin's lid is an enameled plaque bearing the
Tirenas Family Crest: a silver sword running diagonally across a black
shield. The fragile remains of dried flowers are scattered about the
chamber, evidence that the individual entombed here at more than one
visitor that mourned their loss.
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#27373
A Western Pathway In the Boneyard~
Traversing the graveyard from north to south, this pathway of broken stone
is in ill-repair. Grass juts out between the cracked pavers in an
altogether impudent manner, and bird droppings paint the rocks with yellow
and white. To the north is the north-west most corner of the graveyard. To
the south lies another row of mausoleums. The way east is blocked by the
tomb of Matthew Salamir.
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#27374
On a Path Through the Boneyard~
This is the central corridor of the graveyard, and it is clear that no
expense was neglected in its initial manufacture. Wide slabs of marble once
made up the pathway, but now, all of the stones are shattered and in
disrepair. Sickly yellow weeds and dry, sharp grass sprawl out between the
pavers. A lone beetle makes its slow way along, industriously heading
south, to where a massive oak spreads its arms in haven and welcome. To the
north lies the entryway.
~
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#27375
A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard~
Traversing from north to south, this broken pathway is in sad repair. From
the looks of it, decades of plant growth has shoved its way up between the
stones, and water seepage has caused some areas to rise and others to fall
with the shifting soil. A clump of dandelions brings an unexpected spot of
cheer to the corridor. To the west lies the tomb of one of the ladies of
the Cuidillero clan.
~
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0 0 27305
D2
~
~
0 0 27310
S
#27376
A Western Pathway In the Boneyard~
Linking two rows of crypts, this narrow pathway is, like most of the rest
of the graveyard, in sad repair. Weeds and moss overgrow the paving stones,
and a sizable, odoriferous chunk of rotting flesh of some unknown origin
lies to one side of the corridor. Flies circle it, the buzzing of their
wings unsettling in the quiet of the graveyard. To the west, beyond the
wrought iron fence, the towering remains of a cathedral can be seen. To the
east is the side of the tomb of Carlosanti and Miralyn Salamir.
~
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~
0 0 27306
D2
~
~
0 0 27311
S
#27377
The Central Chamber of the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
Utter darkness envelops you, and cobwebs brush eerily against your face.
This abandoned mausoleum has been without mortal visitors in quite some
time. You stand in a very old structure - probably the oldest in the
Boneyard - but it has not been shattered by the weight of time as have
other buildings in this section. Its walls are still dotted here and there 
with the remains of frescoes, and there is some evidence of mosaic work on
the floor. It appears that the Familia Von Harovitch was quite wealthy from
all the decoration here and there, from the ornate stone biers to the
engaged Ionic columns which support the roof. Sealed archways lead into
five individual chambers, each door blazoned with a bronze plaque.
~
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0 0 27379
D2
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D3
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0 0 27378
D4
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0 0 27382
D5
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0 0 27380
S
#27378
In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
This stone vault has an arched roof supported by four Ionic columns. While
it is very plainly decorated, the masonry is of highest quality. Blackened
metal sconces hang upon the walls, unlit torches filling them. Strangely,
the only ornamentation here are large mirrors carefully hung to reflect
the image of the casket that lays upon a central bier. 
~
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S
#27379
In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
This stone vault has an arched roof supported by four Ionic columns. While
it is very plainly decorated, the masonry is of highest quality. Blackened
metal sconces hang upon the walls, unlit torches filling them. Strangely,
the only ornamentation here are large mirrors carefully hung to reflect
the image of the casket that lays upon a central bier. 
~
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0 0 27377
S
#27380
In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
This elaborate stone vault has an arched roof supported by four Ionic
columns. The spiral staircase that winds upward mirrors their graceful
shape. The masonry-work is of the highest quality, with marble imported
from the southern continent. Blackened metal sconces hang upon the walls,
unlit torches filling them.  The only non-architectural ornamentation here
are large mirrors of silver, carefully hung to reflect the image of the
casket that lays upon a central bier. To the south, a heavy iron door,
twisted and nearly broken, blocks the way. A scattering of destroyed
masonry reveals that something exited that chamber with great violence.
~
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~
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O
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E
masonry~
New brick, only a few decades old, was used in an attempt to further
barrier the door to the south. Something smashed through it, from the other
side, with overwhelming and horrific force, turning the bricks to scattered
chunks of rubble.
~
S
#27381
In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
This stone vault has an arched roof supported by four Ionic columns. While
it is very plainly decorated, the masonry is of highest quality. Blackened
metal sconces hang upon the walls, unlit torches filling them. Strangely,
the only ornamentation here are large mirrors carefully hung to reflect
the image of the casket that lays upon a central bier. 
~
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D0
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~
0 0 27377
S
#27382
In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch~
This stone vault has an arched roof supported by four Ionic columns. While
it is very plainly decorated, the masonry is of highest quality. Blackened
metal sconces hang upon the walls, unlit torches filling them. Strangely,
the only ornamentation here are large mirrors carefully hung to reflect
the image of the casket that lays upon a central bier. 
~
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0 0 27377
S
#27383
Up in an Oak Tree~
Cradled in the arms of this oak tree, you feel very safe, as if nothing
in the world could harm you here. It is quiet, other than the soft sound
of the wind through the leaves, and the chattering of the birds and the
answering scolding of the squirrels. Hmm. Perhaps it's not so quiet, 
after all. A short distance above your head, a small black spider weaves
an intricate web.
~
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S
#27384
On a Path Through the Boneyard~
The central path through the graveyard leads away from the gates to the
north, towards the center of the enclosure, where a sprawling oak hunkers
protectively over a large fountain. Overgrown and ill-tended, the marble
slabs broken and uneven underfoot, this corridor shows the same decrepit
decay of the rest of the graveyard. The desiccated corpse of a surprisingly
large carrion beetle lays in the middle of one of the paving stones, as if
on display.
~
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0 0 27313
S
#27385
A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard~
This easterly pathway runs the length of the Boneyard, linking the rows of
family crypts. A dark splash of dried blood draws the eye to one of the
broken paving stones that make up the surface of the path. It is clear that
violence and mayhem are regular occurrences here, and that this place is no
gothic spot for romance. A small raven glares at you from the dead branch
of a withered tree to the east. To the south lies a courtyard, and the exit
is to the north.
~
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0 0 27315
S
#27386
A Western Pathway in the Boneyard~
The aggressive call of a vulture defending a choice bit of carrion from an
interloper is loud, echoing along this pathway of broken stone. To the
north and south, corridors between the crypts and mausoleums stretch
eastward. In this section of the graveyard, members of the renowned Ventani
family are interred. To the west, the desolate remains of a cathedral
sprawl like a defeated dragon.
~
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0 0 27316
S
#27387
A Central Pathway in the Boneyard~
Just south of the center-point of the graveyard, this corridor of broken
stone stretches between rows of tombs and crypts. To the west, the side of
a mausoleum for the Ventani family can be seen, and to the east, lies the
final resting place of one of the Tirenas clan. Underfoot, broken paving
stones have been infiltrated by thick gray moss and pollen-sprouting weeds,
the sight of which is enough to make one's nose twitch.
~
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0 0 27318
S
#27388
A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard~
A powerful stench emerges from a crack in the wall of the tomb that flanks
this pathway to the west. The weeds around the building have all died and
lay in shriveled, grayish tendrils upon the ground. The corpse of a crow is
tangled amidst the branches of a small shrub growing up the crypt's wall.
On the pathway, the weeds have thinned, poisoned by whatever lies within
the structure. The pathway runs from north to south, with a wrought iron
fence to the east that encloses the graveyard.
~
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0 0 27320
S
#27389
A Western Pathway in the Boneyard~
This path is nearing its terminus, a short distance to the south. To the
north, it stretches as far as the eye can see, weaving its way through the
crypts and mausoleums of those interred here. Someone has scrawled a
message on one of the more intact paving stones here. Dwarven runes read:
"I would give my beard for a glimpse of mountain." To the west, a wrought
iron fence holds all those within as prisoner. To the east, the side of a
Ventani family crypt is seen.
~
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0 0 27321
S
#27390
A Central Pathway in the Boneyard~
Nearing its terminus a short distance to the south, this pathway extends to
the north as far as the eye can see. It is flanked to either side by crypts
belonging to the Ventani and Tirenas families, each competing against the
other to provide a more impressive resting place for its members. A
scattering of mummified flowers, some intact, others only the fragmented
remains of a petal or two, grants a tiny bit of color to the stone pathway.
~
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0 0 27323
S
#27391
An Eastern Pathway in the Boneyard~
To the south, this pathway comes to an end, but northward, it extends as
far as the eye can see. There seems to have been some attempt at repairing
this section of corridor, though whether this was from some sort of sense
of familial duty or sheer boredom, it is impossible to know. To the west,
the final resting place of Kerowyn Tirenas can be easily identified. To the
east, a tall fence of black wrought iron imprisons those unfortunates who
are trapped here.
~
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0 0 27325
S
#27392
The Portico of a Cathedral~
The air is chill here; the dusky stillness and cold that are the antithesis
of sunlight's glow.  Brooding stone walls surround you like the entrance to
a tomb, leading westward into the Cathedral proper.  Torchlight flickers
along the bare, rough marble, making the veins within the rock glitter as
if blood flowed through them.  Your foot-steps make no sound as your feet
sink deep into a dark wine-colored carpet.
~
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S
#27393
A Cathedral to an Unknown God~
The enormity of this chamber is stunning.  The ceiling vaults far overhead
into a graceful dome, and spans a massive length - that of a mature dragon
from corner to corner. Rows of heavily carved ebony pews firmly lead one's
gaze up the thickly carpeted central corridor towards the altar and apse,
which are decorated with ornate frescoes and mosaics. Stained glass windows
reach skyward, turning the light that streams through them a bloody wash of
color.
Your gaze cannot pierce the shifting gloom of the distant corners of the
cathedral, nor into the many alcoves. This is a profoundly unholy place,
dedicated to some unknown creature of great power.
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0 0 27392
D2
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D4
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S
#27394
An Alcove of the Cathedral~
This empty cobweb-filled alcove along the southern wall of the Cathedral
appears to have been used as a confessors booth at one point; the tormented
writings of those seeking forgiveness and communication cover the walls.
Inset in the floor of the booth is a heavy metal grate, with a massive
lock.  Soft, terrified moans emit from beneath the grate, and for a moment
you thought you heard the rustling of wings.
~
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~
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S
#27395
A Small Side-Chapel~
This small chapel appears to have been altered into a storage area of
sorts. The pews have all been removed, creating an open space, though its
purpose is not clear. A small passageway leads to the main chapel to the
north, and a massive hearth lies to the south, its size and the strength of
the flames within quite unusual for such a small room.
~
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~
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S
#27396
The Sanctuary of the Cathedral~
You find yourself in a room echoing the curve of the dome below; the
translucent gray crystal walls curve up and inward in a smooth, seamless
arc, permitting the natural light to enter in a shrouded, dusky form and
fall through the oculus to the Cathedral below. The chamber is Spartan and
bare, with no unnecessary fripperies.  It needs none. The still potent
presence of Whomever this place was consecrated to is palpable.
~
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S
#27397
A Walled Off Crypt~
Newer dark brick fragments scatter the northern section of the floor of
this centuries-old crypt. Dark stains mar the walls, pale lichen growing in
the trails of moisture that have seeped down from the ceiling. The chamber
is small, with two stone biers flanking a central pathway that runs north
to south. A heavy iron door bars the south portal, twin to one that
barriers the north. The door to the north is twisted, as if it was nearly
wrenched from its hinges at some point.
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2 27352 27398
O
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S
#27398
The Antechamber~
This claustrophobically small, rectangular stone chamber shows the wearing
of time. Some of the masonry is crumbling, with jutting tree roots
protruding out from between the stones of the walls and low ceiling.
Condensation creates dark trails down the walls, and there is no light
source here to illuminate your passage.  Opposite the entry way, statues of
lions flank a doorway leading deeper into this crypt complex. The scent of
rot is heavy in the air.
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O
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D2
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S
#27399
The Crypt of Storivad Von Harovich~
There is no light here to reveal what rests down in this hidden tomb. No
illumination to give color to the dark stains upon stone and torn flesh.
Heavy shadows mercifully hide the carnage of this subterranean abattoir. 
The air is still, as if Death had caught and held Her breath, but still,
there is a heavy sweetness that floods your nostrils, overlaying a foul,
gag-inducing rot and the scent of spilled bowels. 
~
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E
coffin~
The stately coffin lays unused and empty upon a massive black 
stone catafalque. It is draped in the Von Harovich colors, an 
ornate seal bearing the house sigil upon the lid.
~
S
#0


#RESETS
*** Mobile Resets ***
M 0 27300 1 27301 *      Load 'the wraith of Justin of Rowengard' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
E 0 27303 100 10 *       Equip 'the wraith of Justin of Rowengard' with 'heavy studded leather vambraces' as ARMS
E 0 27325 100 5 *        Equip 'the wraith of Justin of Rowengard' with 'a stout leather breastplate soaked in boar fat' as BODY
G 0 27380 100 *          Give 'the wraith of Justin of Rowengard' 'a tattered broadside'
M 0 27301 1 27305 *      Load 'the wraith of Fredrick of Rowengard' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
E 0 27303 100 10 *       Equip 'the wraith of Fredrick of Rowengard' with 'heavy studded leather vambraces' as ARMS
E 0 27325 100 5 *        Equip 'the wraith of Fredrick of Rowengard' with 'a stout leather breastplate soaked in boar fat' as BODY
E 0 27340 100 17 *       Equip 'the wraith of Fredrick of Rowengard' with 'a carved coral luck charm' as HOLD
M 0 27302 1 27306 *      Load 'the wraith of Kyle of Riverhold' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
G 0 27382 100 *          Give 'the wraith of Kyle of Riverhold' 'a letter written upon fine ivory parchment'
M 0 27303 1 27312 *      Load 'the wraith of Lyle of Riverhold' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
G 0 27381 100 *          Give 'the wraith of Lyle of Riverhold' 'a gaudy advertisement on crude, heavy parchment'
M 0 27304 1 27319 *      Load 'the wraith of Jyle of Riverhold' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27305 1 27310 *      Load 'the wraith of Nyle of Riverhold' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27306 1 27325 *      Load 'the wraith of Myle of Riverhold' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27307 1 27314 *      Load 'the wraith of Delindel' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27308 1 27317 *      Load 'the wraith of Anyril' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27309 1 27307 *      Load 'the wraith of Galandel' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
E 0 31 100 5 *           Equip 'the wraith of Galandel' with 'UNKNOWN' as BODY
M 0 27310 1 27318 *      Load 'the wraith of Belaraviel' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27311 1 27322 *      Load 'the wraith of Herugrim' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
E 0 27343 100 16 *       Equip 'the wraith of Herugrim' with 'the legendary axe, "Goblinbiter"' as WIELD
M 0 27312 1 27324 *      Load 'the wraith of Budrik Garagsson' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27313 1 27313 *      Load 'the wraith of S'shathia the sea-elf' at 'By The Central Fountain'
E 0 27301 100 5 *        Equip 'the wraith of S'shathia the sea-elf' with 'a lightweight tunic of sea green' as BODY
E 0 27302 100 8 *        Equip 'the wraith of S'shathia the sea-elf' with 'an anklet of seashells and coral' as FEET
E 0 27312 100 3 *        Equip 'the wraith of S'shathia the sea-elf' with 'a woven silver choker' as 1ST NECK
M 0 27315 1 27326 *      Load 'the shuffling corpse of Evyn the Groundskeeper' at 'In A Small Shed'
E 0 27300 100 17 *       Equip 'the shuffling corpse of Evyn the Groundskeeper' with 'a rusty brass key on a rotted strap' as HOLD
M 0 27316 5 27334 *      Load 'a giant, gluttonous vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27316 6 27335 *      Load 'a giant, gluttonous vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27316 5 27327 *      Load 'a giant, gluttonous vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27316 5 27330 *      Load 'a giant, gluttonous vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27316 5 27331 *      Load 'a giant, gluttonous vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27314 1 27313 *      Load 'the wraith of T'ssarien the sea-elf' at 'By The Central Fountain'
E 0 27301 100 5 *        Equip 'the wraith of T'ssarien the sea-elf' with 'a lightweight tunic of sea green' as BODY
E 0 27302 100 8 *        Equip 'the wraith of T'ssarien the sea-elf' with 'an anklet of seashells and coral' as FEET
E 0 27310 100 17 *       Equip 'the wraith of T'ssarien the sea-elf' with 'a pearl-covered sea glass vial' as HOLD
M 0 27317 1 27357 *      Load 'the damned soul of Matthew Salamir' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Matthew Salamir' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27317 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Matthew Salamir' with 'a brocade waistcoat in shades of blue' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Matthew Salamir' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27318 1 27358 *      Load 'the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27317 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir' with 'a brocade waistcoat in shades of blue' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
E 0 27344 100 16 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Juan Pablo Salamir' with 'a bloodstained whip' as WIELD
M 0 27319 1 27361 *      Load 'the damned soul of Miralin Salamir' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
E 0 27327 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Miralin Salamir' with 'a court gown of azure velvet' as BODY
M 0 27320 1 27361 *      Load 'the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27317 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir' with 'a brocade waistcoat in shades of blue' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
E 0 27344 100 16 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Carlosanti Salamir' with 'a bloodstained whip' as WIELD
M 0 27321 1 27362 *      Load 'the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero' at 'The Crypt of Katthew Cuidillero'
E 0 27308 100 8 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero' with 'knee-high boots of purple suede' as FEET
E 0 27328 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero' with 'a lavender velvet tunic' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
E 0 27379 100 13 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Katthew Cuidillero' with 'a Brobdingnagian particolored velvet codpiece' as WAIST
M 0 27322 1 27359 *      Load 'the damned soul of Martin Cuidillero' at 'A Cudillero Family Tomb'
E 0 27322 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Martin Cuidillero' with 'a finely made doublet of black leather' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Martin Cuidillero' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Martin Cuidillero' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27323 1 27360 *      Load 'the damned soul of Catarina Cuidillero' at 'A Cudillero Family Tomb'
E 0 27304 100 14 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Catarina Cuidillero' with 'unexplained scars' as LEFT WRIST
E 0 27304 100 15 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Catarina Cuidillero' with 'unexplained scars' as RIGHT WRIST
E 0 27330 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Catarina Cuidillero' with 'a richly embellished court gown' as BODY
M 0 27324 1 27363 *      Load 'the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero' at 'Inside a Cuidillero Family Mausoleum'
E 0 27322 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero' with 'a finely made doublet of black leather' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
G 0 27314 100 *          Give 'the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero' 'a rotting piece of tongue'
M 0 27325 1 27364 *      Load 'the damned soul of Cobryn Cuidillero' at 'Within a Cuidillero Crypt'
E 0 27322 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Cobryn Cuidillero' with 'a finely made doublet of black leather' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Cobryn Cuidillero' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Cobryn Cuidillero' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27326 1 27353 *      Load ' the damned soul of Gregori Ventani' at 'Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum'
E 0 27318 100 12 *       Equip ' the damned soul of Gregori Ventani' with 'a sherry brocade embroidered waistcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip ' the damned soul of Gregori Ventani' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip ' the damned soul of Gregori Ventani' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27327 1 27365 *      Load 'the zombie of Brandon Ventani' at 'The Tomb of Brandon Ventani'
E 0 27313 100 10 *       Equip 'the zombie of Brandon Ventani' with 'copper-chased armguards of green leather' as ARMS
E 0 27333 100 5 *        Equip 'the zombie of Brandon Ventani' with 'a shirt of sapphire elfweave' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the zombie of Brandon Ventani' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
E 0 27326 100 6 *        Equip 'the zombie of Brandon Ventani' with 'a scarlet silk hair ribbon' as HEAD
M 0 27328 1 27366 *      Load 'the damned soul of Candido Ventani' at 'The Tomb of Candido Ventani'
E 0 27318 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Candido Ventani' with 'a sherry brocade embroidered waistcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Candido Ventani' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Candido Ventani' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27329 1 27369 *      Load 'the damned soul of Therese Ventani' at 'A Mausoleum of House Ventani'
E 0 27306 100 6 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Therese Ventani' with 'a small pair of spectacles' as HEAD
E 0 27332 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Therese Ventani' with 'a plain brown gown' as BODY
M 0 27330 1 27370 *      Load 'the damned soul of Gwimyr Ventani' at 'The Tomb of Gwymir Ventani'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Gwimyr Ventani' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27318 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Gwimyr Ventani' with 'a sherry brocade embroidered waistcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Gwimyr Ventani' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27331 1 27354 *      Load 'the damned soul of Perrion Ventani' at 'Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Perrion Ventani' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27311 100 16 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Perrion Ventani' with 'a silver flute' as WIELD
E 0 27318 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Perrion Ventani' with 'a sherry brocade embroidered waistcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Perrion Ventani' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27332 1 27367 *      Load 'the damned soul of Noshan Tirenas' at 'A Tirenas Family Crypt'
E 0 27316 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Noshan Tirenas' with 'a black formal overcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Noshan Tirenas' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Noshan Tirenas' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27333 1 27368 *      Load 'the damned soul of Stilton Tirenas' at 'The Crypt of Stilton Tirenas'
E 0 27316 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Stilton Tirenas' with 'a black formal overcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Stilton Tirenas' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Stilton Tirenas' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27334 1 27372 *      Load 'the damned soul of Kerowyn Tirenas' at 'Inside a Tirenas Family Crypt'
E 0 27320 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Kerowyn Tirenas' with 'an outdated high court gown' as BODY
M 0 27335 1 27371 *      Load 'the damned soul of Galida Tirenas' at 'In a Tirenas Family Mausoleum'
E 0 27324 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Galida Tirenas' with 'a deep green suede bodice' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27334 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Galida Tirenas' with 'an off-the-shoulder blouse of pale green' as BODY
M 0 27336 1 27355 *      Load 'the damned soul of Yssala Tirenas' at 'Standing Before a Crumbled Mausoleum'
E 0 27307 100 6 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Yssala Tirenas' with 'a modesty veil of gauze' as HEAD
E 0 27321 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Yssala Tirenas' with 'a priestess's robe' as BODY
M 0 27337 1 27356 *      Load 'the damned soul of Meoran Tirenas' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
E 0 27316 100 12 *       Equip 'the damned soul of Meoran Tirenas' with 'a black formal overcoat' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27323 100 5 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Meoran Tirenas' with 'a full-sleeved shirt of fine cambric' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'the damned soul of Meoran Tirenas' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27338 1 27381 *      Load 'Berelain Von Harovich' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'Berelain Von Harovich' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27315 100 12 *       Equip 'Berelain Von Harovich' with 'an emblazoned scarlet gambeson' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'Berelain Von Harovich' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27339 1 27378 *      Load 'Seros Von Harovich' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'Seros Von Harovich' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27315 100 12 *       Equip 'Seros Von Harovich' with 'an emblazoned scarlet gambeson' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'Seros Von Harovich' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27340 1 27379 *      Load 'Mikhail Von Harovich' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'Mikhail Von Harovich' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27315 100 12 *       Equip 'Mikhail Von Harovich' with 'an emblazoned scarlet gambeson' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'Mikhail Von Harovich' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27341 1 27382 *      Load 'Brendan Von Harovich' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
E 0 27305 100 5 *        Equip 'Brendan Von Harovich' with 'a rich, flowing shirt of black silk' as BODY
E 0 27315 100 12 *       Equip 'Brendan Von Harovich' with 'an emblazoned scarlet gambeson' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'Brendan Von Harovich' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27342 1 27380 *      Load 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
E 0 27335 100 5 *        Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a translucent chemise of ruby silk' as BODY
E 0 27336 100 1 *        Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'the seal of House Von Harovich' as LEFT FINGER
E 0 27337 100 0 *        Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a crimson aura of power' as LIGHT
E 0 27339 100 3 *        Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a necklace of luminous pearls' as 1ST NECK
E 0 27341 100 4 *        Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a baroque-style gold chain with a ruby pendant' as 2ND NECK
E 0 27342 100 13 *       Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a ruby suede waist cincher' as WAIST
E 0 27345 100 16 *       Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a vampire's fangs' as WIELD
E 0 27352 100 17 *       Equip 'Elizabeth Von Harovich' with 'a key of scarlet glass' as HOLD
M 0 27343 5 27347 *      Load 'a horrifyingly large rodent' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27343 5 27342 *      Load 'a horrifyingly large rodent' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27343 5 27337 *      Load 'a horrifyingly large rodent' at ' Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27343 5 27391 *      Load 'a horrifyingly large rodent' at 'An Eastern Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27343 5 27352 *      Load 'a horrifyingly large rodent' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27344 5 27328 *      Load 'a rapacious vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27344 5 27332 *      Load 'a rapacious vulture' at ' Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27344 5 27333 *      Load 'a rapacious vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27344 5 27336 *      Load 'a rapacious vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27344 5 27329 *      Load 'a rapacious vulture' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27345 5 27338 *      Load 'a sated vulture' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27345 5 27346 *      Load 'a sated vulture' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27345 5 27387 *      Load 'a sated vulture' at 'A Central Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27345 5 27320 *      Load 'a sated vulture' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27345 5 27341 *      Load 'a sated vulture' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27346 5 27385 *      Load 'an insatiable vulture' at 'A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27346 5 27353 *      Load 'an insatiable vulture' at 'Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum'
M 0 27346 5 27384 *      Load 'an insatiable vulture' at 'On a Path Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27346 5 27309 *      Load 'an insatiable vulture' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27346 5 27389 *      Load 'an insatiable vulture' at 'A Western Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27347 5 27339 *      Load 'a greedy raven' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27347 5 27323 *      Load 'a greedy raven' at 'Standing Before an Ancient Mausoleum'
M 0 27347 5 27351 *      Load 'a greedy raven' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27347 5 27345 *      Load 'a greedy raven' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27347 5 27308 *      Load 'a greedy raven' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27348 1 27399 *      Load 'Storivad Von Harovich' at 'The Crypt of Storivad Von Harovich'
E 0 27331 100 12 *       Equip 'Storivad Von Harovich' with 'a rune-inscribed robe of black' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27336 100 1 *        Equip 'Storivad Von Harovich' with 'the seal of House Von Harovich' as LEFT FINGER
E 0 27337 100 0 *        Equip 'Storivad Von Harovich' with 'a crimson aura of power' as LIGHT
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'Storivad Von Harovich' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
E 0 27353 100 17 *       Equip 'Storivad Von Harovich' with 'a staff of ebony' as HOLD
M 0 27349 3 27398 *      Load 'a decaying revenant' at 'The Antechamber'
M 0 27350 1 27398 *      Load 'a blood-bound human servant' at 'The Antechamber'
E 0 27319 100 12 *       Equip 'a blood-bound human servant' with 'an overcoat of dark brown velvet' as ABOUT BODY
E 0 27329 100 5 *        Equip 'a blood-bound human servant' with 'a brown linen shirt' as BODY
E 0 27338 100 7 *        Equip 'a blood-bound human servant' with 'full, side-buttoned cavalier pants' as LEGS
M 0 27351 3 27397 *      Load 'an enormous were-rat' at 'A Walled Off Crypt'
M 0 27352 1 27397 *      Load 'a were-rat leader' at 'A Walled Off Crypt'
M 0 27353 1 27393 *      Load 'the ghost of a high priest' at 'A Cathedral to an Unknown God'
M 0 27354 5 27395 *      Load 'the ghost of a worshiper' at 'A Small Side-Chapel'
M 0 27354 5 27392 *      Load 'the ghost of a worshiper' at 'The Portico of a Cathedral'
M 0 27354 5 27393 *      Load 'the ghost of a worshiper' at 'A Cathedral to an Unknown God'
M 0 27354 5 27396 *      Load 'the ghost of a worshiper' at 'The Sanctuary of the Cathedral'
M 0 27355 1 27394 *      Load 'the ghost of a patroness' at 'An Alcove of the Cathedral'
E 0 27309 100 1 *        Equip 'the ghost of a patroness' with 'an orichalcum seal ring' as LEFT FINGER
M 0 27356 5 27316 *      Load 'a shambling zombie' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27356 5 27340 *      Load 'a shambling zombie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27356 5 27376 *      Load 'a shambling zombie' at 'A Western Pathway In the Boneyard'
M 0 27356 5 27348 *      Load 'a shambling zombie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27356 5 27350 *      Load 'a shambling zombie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27357 5 27375 *      Load 'a haunting wraith' at 'A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27357 5 27311 *      Load 'a haunting wraith' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27357 5 27321 *      Load 'a haunting wraith' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27357 5 27344 *      Load 'a haunting wraith' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27357 5 27390 *      Load 'a haunting wraith' at 'A Central Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27358 1 27387 *      Load 'Miriam' at 'A Central Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27359 5 27349 *      Load 'a gigantic rove beetle' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27359 5 27388 *      Load 'a gigantic rove beetle' at 'A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27359 5 27374 *      Load 'a gigantic rove beetle' at 'On a Path Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27359 5 27324 *      Load 'a gigantic rove beetle' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27359 5 27304 *      Load 'a gigantic rove beetle' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27360 6 27391 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'An Eastern Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27360 6 27392 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'The Portico of a Cathedral'
M 0 27360 6 27315 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27360 5 27322 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27360 5 27302 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27360 6 27300 *      Load 'a horrifically large Devil's coach horse beetle' at 'Before a Dilapidated Cemetery'
M 0 27361 5 27343 *      Load 'a mutated rod-shaped bacterium' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27361 5 27315 *      Load 'a mutated rod-shaped bacterium' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27361 5 27386 *      Load 'a mutated rod-shaped bacterium' at 'A Western Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27361 5 27373 *      Load 'a mutated rod-shaped bacterium' at 'A Western Pathway In the Boneyard'
M 0 27361 5 27303 *      Load 'a mutated rod-shaped bacterium' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27362 5 27389 *      Load 'a snarling feral dog' at 'A Western Pathway in the Boneyard'
M 0 27362 5 27317 *      Load 'a snarling feral dog' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27362 5 27313 *      Load 'a snarling feral dog' at 'By The Central Fountain'
M 0 27362 5 27309 *      Load 'a snarling feral dog' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27362 5 27305 *      Load 'a snarling feral dog' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27363 5 27330 *      Load 'a death's head raven' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27363 5 27331 *      Load 'a death's head raven' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27363 5 27334 *      Load 'a death's head raven' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27363 5 27327 *      Load 'a death's head raven' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27363 5 27335 *      Load 'a death's head raven' at 'Up in a Pine Tree'
M 0 27364 5 27316 *      Load 'an ambulatory black ooze' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27364 5 27325 *      Load 'an ambulatory black ooze' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27364 5 27348 *      Load 'an ambulatory black ooze' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27364 5 27307 *      Load 'an ambulatory black ooze' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27364 5 27339 *      Load 'an ambulatory black ooze' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27365 5 27365 *      Load 'a member of a grave robbing crew' at 'The Tomb of Brandon Ventani'
M 0 27365 5 27371 *      Load 'a member of a grave robbing crew' at 'In a Tirenas Family Mausoleum'
M 0 27365 5 27368 *      Load 'a member of a grave robbing crew' at 'The Crypt of Stilton Tirenas'
M 0 27365 5 27359 *      Load 'a member of a grave robbing crew' at 'A Cudillero Family Tomb'
M 0 27365 5 27362 *      Load 'a member of a grave robbing crew' at 'The Crypt of Katthew Cuidillero'
M 0 27366 1 27323 *      Load 'Benedict' at 'Standing Before an Ancient Mausoleum'
G 0 27372 100 *          Give 'Benedict' 'a sanctified wafer'
G 0 27373 100 *          Give 'Benedict' 'a clump of blue-green mold'
M 0 27367 5 27356 *      Load 'an undead mourner' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27367 5 27342 *      Load 'an undead mourner' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27367 5 27345 *      Load 'an undead mourner' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27367 5 27301 *      Load 'an undead mourner' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27367 5 27351 *      Load 'an undead mourner' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27368 5 27349 *      Load 'an undead looter' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27368 5 27340 *      Load 'an undead looter' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27368 5 27341 *      Load 'an undead looter' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27368 5 27314 *      Load 'an undead looter' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27368 5 27355 *      Load 'an undead looter' at 'Standing Before a Crumbled Mausoleum'
M 0 27369 5 27350 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
M 0 27369 5 27320 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
M 0 27369 5 27364 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'Within a Cuidillero Crypt'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
E 0 27378 100 3 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a silver ankh upon a figaro chain' as 1ST NECK
M 0 27369 5 27338 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
M 0 27369 5 27338 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
M 0 27369 5 27344 *      Load 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
E 0 27377 100 5 *        Equip 'a star-struck Kindred-seeking groupie' with 'a long, flowing black velvet dress' as BODY
M 0 27370 5 27373 *      Load 'a drunken young man' at 'A Western Pathway In the Boneyard'
M 0 27370 5 27310 *      Load 'a drunken young man' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27370 5 27321 *      Load 'a drunken young man' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27370 5 27306 *      Load 'a drunken young man' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27370 5 27318 *      Load 'a drunken young man' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27371 5 27343 *      Load 'a slavering ghoul' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27371 5 27308 *      Load 'a slavering ghoul' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27371 5 27352 *      Load 'a slavering ghoul' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
M 0 27371 5 27385 *      Load 'a slavering ghoul' at 'A Western Pathway Through the Boneyard'
M 0 27371 5 27312 *      Load 'a slavering ghoul' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
M 0 27372 1 27374 *      Load 'a terrified woman in dishabille' at 'On a Path Through the Boneyard'
E 0 27374 100 7 *        Equip 'a terrified woman in dishabille' with 'a pair of linen batiste split bloomers' as LEGS
M 0 27373 1 27384 *      Load 'a red-headed man' at 'On a Path Through the Boneyard'
E 0 27357 100 16 *       Equip 'a red-headed man' with 'a broken pine branch' as WIELD
E 0 27376 100 7 *        Equip 'a red-headed man' with 'hastily tied trousers, sliding down one hip' as LEGS
M 0 27374 1 27392 *      Load 'a muttering orc shaman ' at 'The Portico of a Cathedral'
*** Object Resets ***
O 0 27346 1 27313 *      Load 'a broken stone fountain' at 'By The Central Fountain'
O 0 27347 1 27376 *      Load 'a sad, withered apple tree' at 'A Western Pathway In the Boneyard'
P 0 27348 100 27347 *    Put 'a withered apple' into 'a sad, withered apple tree'
P 0 27349 100 27347 *    Put 'an apple with a few brown spots' into 'a sad, withered apple tree'
P 0 27350 100 27347 *    Put 'a worm-eaten apple' into 'a sad, withered apple tree'
O 0 27351 4 27355 *      Load 'the ruins of a mausoleum' at 'Standing Before a Crumbled Mausoleum'
O 0 27351 4 27356 *      Load 'the ruins of a mausoleum' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
O 0 27351 4 27353 *      Load 'the ruins of a mausoleum' at 'Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum'
O 0 27351 4 27354 *      Load 'the ruins of a mausoleum' at 'Standing Before a Ruined Mausoleum'
O 0 27354 1 27399 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'The Crypt of Storivad Von Harovich'
O 0 27355 1 27313 *      Load 'a broken oak branch' at 'By The Central Fountain'
O 0 27356 10 27319 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27324 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27322 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27312 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27309 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27302 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27304 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27307 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27314 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27356 10 27317 *     Load 'dry, dark brown pine needles' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27357 5 27322 *      Load 'a broken pine branch' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27357 5 27304 *      Load 'a broken pine branch' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27357 5 27309 *      Load 'a broken pine branch' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27357 5 27312 *      Load 'a broken pine branch' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27357 5 27319 *      Load 'a broken pine branch' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27359 5 27380 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
O 0 27359 5 27381 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
O 0 27359 5 27382 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
O 0 27359 5 27378 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
O 0 27359 5 27379 *      Load 'a stately coffin upon a catafalque' at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch'
O 0 27358 100 27390 *    Load 'a bag of candy' at 'A Central Pathway in the Boneyard'
P 0 27360 100 27358 *    Put 'a cherry lollipop' into 'a bag of candy'
P 0 27361 100 27358 *    Put 'a lemon drop' into 'a bag of candy'
P 0 27362 100 27358 *    Put 'a root-beer candy' into 'a bag of candy'
P 0 27363 100 27358 *    Put 'a soft vanilla chew' into 'a bag of candy'
P 0 27364 100 27358 *    Put 'a mouth-watering butterscotch candy' into 'a bag of candy'
O 0 27365 1 27357 *      Load 'a child's tea-set' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
O 0 27366 1 27357 *      Load 'a once-fine doll house' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
P 0 27367 100 27366 *    Put 'a tiny doll of a noblewoman' into 'a once-fine doll house'
P 0 27368 100 27366 *    Put 'a doll's toy ball' into 'a once-fine doll house'
P 0 27369 100 27366 *    Put 'a doll-sized blue velvet dress' into 'a once-fine doll house'
P 0 27370 100 27366 *    Put 'a doll's hat' into 'a once-fine doll house'
O 0 27371 1 27357 *      Load 'the skeleton of a child' at 'Within a Salamir Family Crypt'
O 0 27375 1 27313 *      Load 'a silver-handled riding crop' at 'By The Central Fountain'
O 0 27380 100 27300 *    Load 'a tattered broadside' at 'Before a Dilapidated Cemetery'
O 0 27381 100 27310 *    Load 'a gaudy advertisement on crude, heavy parchment' at 'On a Path in the Boneyard'
O 0 27381 100 27352 *    Load 'a gaudy advertisement on crude, heavy parchment' at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum'
***  Door Resets  ***
D 0 27300 2 2 *          Set south door at 'Before a Dilapidated Cemetery' to closed & locked
D 0 27303 0 2 *          Set north door at 'On a Path in the Boneyard' to closed & locked
D 0 27311 3 2 *          Set west door at 'On a Path in the Boneyard' to closed & locked
D 0 27343 2 1 *          Set south door at 'Standing Before a Mausoleum' to closed
D 0 27363 0 1 *          Set north door at 'Inside a Cuidillero Family Mausoleum' to closed
D 0 27380 2 2 *          Set south door at 'In the Crypt of Familia Von Harovitch' to closed & locked
D 0 27392 1 2 *          Set east door at 'The Portico of a Cathedral' to closed & locked
D 0 27397 0 2 *          Set north door at 'A Walled Off Crypt' to closed & locked
D 0 27397 2 2 *          Set south door at 'A Walled Off Crypt' to closed & locked
D 0 27398 0 2 *          Set north door at 'The Antechamber' to closed & locked
D 0 27398 2 2 *          Set south door at 'The Antechamber' to closed & locked
D 0 27399 0 2 *          Set north door at 'The Crypt of Storivad Von Harovich' to closed & locked
S


#SHOPS
27366 26 10 33 0 0 100 100 0 23 -1 * Benedict buys type: pill / potion / relic, open 12AM-11PM, favors no one
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#SPECIALS
M 27309 spec_cast_cleric * the wraith of Galandel
M 27310 spec_cast_mage * the wraith of Belaraviel
M 27315 spec_janitor * the shuffling corpse of Evyn the Groundskeeper
M 27316 spec_fido * a giant, gluttonous vulture
M 27324 init_mage * the damned soul of Vaedry Cuidillero
M 27327 spec_fight_dirty * the zombie of Brandon Ventani
M 27342 spec_cast_undead * Elizabeth Von Harovich
M 27342 spec_hunt_area_only * Elizabeth Von Harovich
M 27344 spec_fido * a rapacious vulture
M 27345 spec_fido * a sated vulture
M 27346 spec_fido * an insatiable vulture
M 27348 init_mage * Storivad Von Harovich
M 27348 spec_cast_undead * Storivad Von Harovich
M 27353 init_priest * the ghost of a high priest
M 27373 spec_fight_dirty * a red-headed man
M 27374 init_shaman * a muttering orc shaman 
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