<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl> look
City Centre of Timaran
* +-S | You have entered the busy centre of Timaran. Although night
| | | darkens the sky, many torches cast a flickering light
B *-+-S | around the square. Strange shadows dance along the ground
| | | and against walls. Even at this late hour the square is
+-+-@-+-+| a bustle of activity with travellers arriving from the
| | various gates and local people generally chatting and enjoying
*-*-+-*-T| themselves after a hard days work. A large marble fountain
| | | dominates the centre of the square, beautifully carved
* S-+-S | and spraying arching streams of water into the night sky.
---------+ The benches around it hold people discussing the day, or
travellers resting their weary feet for a moment. The torches burn brightly
in various holders dotted around the square, providing ample light to see
by. To the south you see what looks like a temple. Exits lead in all directions
to other parts of the city.
[Exits: north east south west]
The corpse of a Timaran night watch guard is lying here.
The splattered brains of a Timaran night watch guard are lying here.
A number of wooden benches are arranged around the fountain.
A beautiful marble fountain stands in the centre of the square.
The Herald Bulletin Board gleams majestically in the middle of the square.
(Charmed) A cobra is here, ready to strike.
Mrsa the Lady of dubious virtue walks around in her black stockings.
(WANTED) (OUTLAW) Mazush the Shadow Master of the Marama Kuei is here.
The Town Crier stands here, yelling the daily news.
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl> l maz
Light seems to bend and falter around the darkened form of this spectral
creature, as if it is repelled by its very essence. The intensely tangible
leathery, and metallic scent of death permeates from its opalescent skin.
Various symbols of power cover it, markings and sigils glowing a crimson red
from within its body. They pulse from within, as dark eldritch power
courses through its phantasmal frame. Pitch-black hair is fixed tightly
behind its head, bound with straps of scorched leather and twists of carved
iron. Tied around its neck is a length of rope with a darkened iron clasp
on the end of it. It looks surprisingly like a leash, ripped from the cord.
The deep opaqueness of its eyes seem to create a weird, uneasy feeling.
A nervous fluttering of the heart, of something which should not be.
He is an experienced explorer.
Mazush is in excellent condition.
Mazush is using:
<used as light> (Glowing) a blood candle
<worn on finger> a studded skull ring
<worn around neck> a spiked collar
<worn around neck> a black velvet cloak
<worn on head> (Glowing) a gem-studded eye patch
<worn on ear> (Humming) an embossed titanium earring
<worn on torso> a red dragon torso
<worn on arms> (Glowing) (Humming) some fine amber sleeves
<worn on hands> (Glowing) (Humming) a pair of spiked light-steel gauntlets
<worn on legs> red dragonscale leggings
<worn on feet> (Glowing) (Humming) some spider-climbing slippers
<worn about body> (Glowing) (Humming) a major globe of invulnerability
<worn about waist> a leather bandit belt
<worn around wrist> a wraith band
<worn around wrist> a wraith band
<wielded> (Glowing) (Humming) a bishop's holy water sprinkler
<dual wielded> (Humming) a peacemaker dirk
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush shrugs helplessly.
Mrsa walks east.
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush meditates briefly then resumes his position.
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush speaks with an eerie, hissing voice 'They got what they were scheming.'
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl> who
[ Drow ] Lucide the Unholy Lady
[ Gnome ] <MYSTIC> Esteemed Gentleman Dinklebik the Sage of Arcane Power, Esquire
[25 Cyclp War] <PK> Grakkus the Gladiator
[ H-Elf ] Belan the Sage of Arcane Power
[ Human ] <PK> Sarsah Faul the Fierce Combatant
[ Drow ] [Rival] (OUTLAW) (WANTED:*) Mazush the Shadow Master of the Marama Kuei
[ Human ] [Rival] [JUSTICE] Thedius Galalivudd the Ruler of the Dead
[ Drow ] Solan the Order of the Black Robe
[ Quasi ] Knabra Fabradra the Sorcerer of Ice
Players found: 9
[LEGION] The lands shall be held under the cold grip of shadows.
There are 9 characters on; the most on this past month was 11.
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl> 'who?
You say 'Who?'
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush hisses 'However, I will not go down so easily before I take all of them with me.'
<513hp 163m 196mv calm 9pm (night) 551tnl> 'Keepers?
You say 'Keepers?'
<513hp 168m 230mv calm 10pm (night) 551tnl> l
City Centre of Timaran
* +-* | You have entered the busy centre of Timaran. Although night
| | | darkens the sky, many torches cast a flickering light
B *-+-* | around the square. Strange shadows dance along the ground
| | | and against walls. Even at this late hour the square is
+-+-@-+-+| a bustle of activity with travellers arriving from the
| | various gates and local people generally chatting and enjoying
*-*-+-*-T| themselves after a hard days work. A large marble fountain
| | | dominates the centre of the square, beautifully carved
* S-+-S | and spraying arching streams of water into the night sky.
---------+ The benches around it hold people discussing the day, or
travellers resting their weary feet for a moment. The torches burn brightly
in various holders dotted around the square, providing ample light to see
by. To the south you see what looks like a temple. Exits lead in all directions
to other parts of the city.
[Exits: north east south west]
The corpse of a Timaran night watch guard is lying here.
The splattered brains of a Timaran night watch guard are lying here.
A number of wooden benches are arranged around the fountain.
A beautiful marble fountain stands in the centre of the square.
The Herald Bulletin Board gleams majestically in the middle of the square.
(Charmed) A cobra is here, ready to strike.
(WANTED) (OUTLAW) Mazush the Shadow Master of the Marama Kuei is here.
The Town Crier stands here, yelling the daily news.
<513hp 168m 230mv calm 10pm (night) 551tnl>
The sky is getting cloudy.
Your victory rush wears off.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl> gasp
You gasp in astonishment.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl>
Knabra flies in.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl>
Knabra flies north.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl> where
Players near you in Timaran:
<PK> Grakkus City Centre of Timaran
Mazush City Centre of Timaran
Knabra Travellers Way
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl> who|who pk
[ Drow ] Lucide the Unholy Lady
[ Gnome ] <MYSTIC> Esteemed Gentleman Dinklebik the Sage of Arcane Power, Esquire
[25 Cyclp War] <PK> Grakkus the Gladiator
[ H-Elf ] Belan the Sage of Arcane Power
[ Human ] <PK> Sarsah Faul the Fierce Combatant
[ Drow ] [Rival] (OUTLAW) (WANTED:*) Mazush the Shadow Master of the Marama Kuei
[ Human ] [Rival] [JUSTICE] Thedius Galalivudd the Ruler of the Dead
[ Drow ] Solan the Order of the Black Robe
[ Quasi ] Knabra Fabradra the Sorcerer of Ice
Players found: 9
[LEGION] The lands shall be held under the cold grip of shadows.
There are 9 characters on; the most on this past month was 11.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl> [25 Cyclp War] <PK> [Shadow] Grakkus the Gladiator
[25 Human Ber] <PK> Sarsah Faul the Fierce Combatant
Players found: 2
[LEGION] The lands shall be held under the cold grip of shadows.
There are 9 characters on; the most on this past month was 11.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl>
A cobra slithers around on the ground.
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush hisses 'Belan tricked me into attacking him in town.'
<513hp 171m 234mv calm 11pm (night) 551tnl>
Mazush hisses 'It is fine.'
