Portobello vs Borion

May, 2014

A Beautiful Desert Oasis
[Exits: north east south west]
The cool air here, sheltered from the sun by the shadow of the huge 
pyramid to the west and the swaying palms, is a delight after the
unrelenting heat of the desert sands. This appears to be the focal
point of the oasis, from the number of tribesfolk wandering by, or
resting on one of the colorful goat-hair rugs scattered about. The
sounds of voices emerges from each of the tents nearby, as they go
about their day. The pathway out of the oasis lies to the west and
a refreshing pool of water lies to the south. North and east, open
doorways lead to family tents.
The sky is cloudless and a cold northern gust blows.

Borion was last here, traveling east.

Browning in the sun, this fallen palm frond lays discarded on the ground.
Made of thin boughs lashed together, this drying rack holds strips of meat.
Carrying a load of palm tree boughs, a man of the tribe hurries by.
Rushing by, this boy-child of the tribe has been sent on an errand.
Hands busy with a variety of tasks, this tribeswoman keeps focused and silent.

<685hp(685) 575ma(588) 204mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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In the Tent of the Elders
[Exits: west]
Subtly lavish, this chamber has only three sleeping pallets, each on a 
frame of palm wood to raise them off the carpeted floor. Fragrant smoke
rises from a charcoal brazier set with cones of incense atop a table of
palm wood, covered in a brightly woven cloth.  The rarity of a polished
mirror hangs from one of the tent poles and metal rods jut out from the 
other poles, providing a spot to hang clothes.

Juniper was last here, traveling west.

Filled to bursting, this reed basket holds a tribesmember's belongings.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Borion is here.
Borion exudes Life.
Gazing about watchfully, Abdul Malik, an Elder of the tribe, observes all.

<685hp(685) 575ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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c 10 curse borion
Ok.

<685hp(685) 545ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: Borion > 
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c rift borion

Your whip EVISCERATES Borion.
Your whip EVISCERATES Borion.

<685hp(685) 545ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: Borion > 
Your soul rift *** ANNIHILATES *** Borion.

<685hp(685) 530ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: Borion > 
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c rift borion

Borion leaves west.
Borion has fled!

<685hp(685) 530ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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c rift borion
They aren't here.

<685hp(685) 530ma(588) 202mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > A Beautiful Desert Oasis
[Exits: north east south west]
The cool air here, sheltered from the sun by the shadow of the huge 
pyramid to the west and the swaying palms, is a delight after the
unrelenting heat of the desert sands. This appears to be the focal
point of the oasis, from the number of tribesfolk wandering by, or
resting on one of the colorful goat-hair rugs scattered about. The
sounds of voices emerges from each of the tents nearby, as they go
about their day. The pathway out of the oasis lies to the west and
a refreshing pool of water lies to the south. North and east, open
doorways lead to family tents.
The sky is cloudless and a cold northern gust blows.

Borion was last here, traveling east.

Browning in the sun, this fallen palm frond lays discarded on the ground.
Made of thin boughs lashed together, this drying rack holds strips of meat.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Borion is here.
Borion exudes Life.
Carrying a load of palm tree boughs, a man of the tribe hurries by.
Rushing by, this boy-child of the tribe has been sent on an errand.
Hands busy with a variety of tasks, this tribeswoman keeps focused and silent.

whoz
<685hp(685) 530ma(588) 200mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
Your soul rift *** ANNIHILATES *** Borion.

<685hp(685) 515ma(588) 200mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: Borion > 

Borion leaves south.
Borion has fled!

<685hp(685) 515ma(588) 200mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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c rift borion
whoz
People near you:
Borion                      
Portobello                  

<685hp(685) 515ma(588) 200mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > At the Center of an Oasis
[Exits: north east south west]
The temperature here is less harsh, shaded by the pyramid that towers to
the west, and gentled by the presence of palms swaying gently above. The
center of the oasis is a pool, a low stone wall enclosing it protectively.
Its waters are essential for life, and there are footprints all around it,
leading in all directions. A small lizard suns itself upon the rocks, and
someone's washing rests in a basket by a small side-pool created for that
purpose.
The sky is cloudless and a cold northern gust blows.

Juniper was last here, traveling east.

Browning in the sun, this fallen palm frond lays discarded on the ground.
Water bubbles and flows within this oasis pool, surrounded by a low stone wall.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Borion is here.
Borion exudes Life.
Carrying a load of palm tree boughs, a man of the tribe hurries by.
Hands busy with a variety of tasks, this tribeswoman keeps focused and silent.
Sitting silently and still, Najiya watches her grandfather work.
Nimble fingers allow Akmal to set even the smallest of stones into jewelry.

<685hp(685) 515ma(588) 197mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
Borion quaffs a bright white potion with greyish swirls.

<685hp(685) 515ma(588) 197mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > Your soul rift EVISCERATES Borion.

<685hp(685) 500ma(588) 197mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: Borion > 
Borion leaves south.
Borion has fled!

<685hp(685) 500ma(588) 197mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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c rift borion
whoz
People near you:
Borion                      
Portobello                  

<685hp(685) 500ma(588) 197mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > An Overflowing Tent
[Exits: north]
Nearly every bit of floor space within this tent is covered with a 
sleeping mat, basket, or other belonging. The scent of flesh in an
undeniable need for washing clings to the fabrics, herbs hung on a
post by the entry way having little chance of battling it. Toys of
carved palm wood and fronds have been left behind by younglings in
the tribe, sent off to do a child's duty of herding.

No one has been through here recently.

Filled to bursting, this reed basket holds a tribesmember's belongings.
(Dark Cyan Aura) Borion is here.
Borion exudes Life.
Chattering quietly, a tribeswoman keeps busy with mending and cleaning.
Eyes downcast, this young girl-child of the tribe goes about her tasks.

<685hp(685) 500ma(588) 195mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
Your soul rift *** ANNIHILATES *** Borion.
Borion is DEAD!!
You will pay for your crimes, bully!
You hear Borion's death cry.

<685hp(685) 485ma(588) 195mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > 
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get corpse
l in corpse
People near you:
Portobello                  

<685hp(685) 485ma(588) 195mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > The corpse of Borion: you can't carry 
that much weight.

<685hp(685) 485ma(588) 195mv(696)(19926) 52222gp ft: none > The corpse of Borion contains:
(Moderate magic) a pair of leaf-shaped leather pauldrons [!m|AC 5 hr:2 dex:2 str:2 2#]
(Moderate magic) a pair of heavy cloth pantaloons [m|AC 5 con:3 luc:3 2#]
(Moderate magic) the polished zircon bracelet [m|AC 0 dex:3 hr:2 3#]
(Moderate magic) a leather wrist guard [m|AC 4 str:2 hr:3 1#]
(Moderate magic) (Heathen) the Symbol of the High Mage of Kuroth [mAENR|ma:10 int:2 1#]
(Moderate magic) a tunic of leaf-green leather [!m|AC 5 con:2 da:2 svs:-3 2#]
the light of hope [!|str:1 int:1 wis:1 5#]
(Artifact magic) a carved adamantite ring with gold inlay [!m|C11 L11 comprehend chr:6 5#]
(Potent magic) fingerless gloves stitched with runes [!m|AC 1 chr:2 svs:-3 da:1 str:2 3#]
(Moderate magic) a fitted black leather mask [!m|AC 6 hr:2 chr:1 dmg:2 2#]
(Potent magic) a druidwood tower shield [m|AC 9 wis:3 int:3 ac:-3 15#]
(Moderate magic) the mantle of an ancient octopus [!m|AC 4 luc:2 wis:3 3#]
(Moderate magic) the glowing fire opal ring [m|AC 0 dmg:2 con:1 1#]
(Moderate magic) a quilted cloth shawl [m|AC 4 dex:2 wis:3 2#]
(Moderate magic) (Heathen) the Symbol of the High Mage of Kuroth
(Moderate magic) a pair of reinforced leather boots [m|AC 5 hr:3 int:2 1#]
(Artifact magic) a Major Amulet of True Seeing [m|AC 0 ts:30 2#]
(Token magic) a sapphire droplet ring
( 6) an egg casing
( 4) a saddlebag
(Powerful magic) (Heathen) a finely crafted rapier [!mAEAN|5-16 hr:5 dmg:4 5#]
(Artifact magic) the aqua crystal sphere [m|C1 L23 sanctuary 5#]
(Moderate magic) (Heathen) an amulet of worth [!mAEAN|AC 5 dmg:2 hr:2 4#]
(Weak magic) a jar of spiked lemonade
a crude set of goatherder's pipes
12970 gold coins