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'''Notes:''' This is just a brief snippet of interaction between [[Nameless Demonspawn]] and [[Cordir]] in the Ceremonial Room, with some interjections from others. The log was created in October of 1996, and is from Cordir's point of view. 

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Someone forces you to 'save during intermission'. 
Your effective level is 22 
Version 2.76ao of TFC was introduced on 11/17/96 
Ok. 
 
 
Nameless has arrived. 
 
You bow before Nameless. 
 
Nameless looks around respectfully. 
Nameless bows to Someone. 
 
Nameless bows before you. 
 
You poke him in the ribs. 
 
Nameless sighs loudly. 
Nameless shifts his wings until he is comfortable... 
Nameless rests. 
 
Cordir raises her eyebrow inquiringly. 
 
l nameless 
You see before you a figure cloaked in shadows. Something is not quite right 
about him. You look closer and see that he seems 'bulkier' than he should. 
Suddenly, his face turns towards you. The scent of a Beast fills your 
nostrils. From the depths of his cloak, glowing red eyes stare into your 
soul, shriveling it with his gaze. This 'thing' stands and snarls, his cloak 
falling away... 
 
What stands before you resembles NOTHING human. It looks like something out 
of your worst nightmare. A huge, hulking, deformed Beast. A lion-like head, 
huge bat-like wings, a long whipping tail, and fur covering his entire 
body. Where in the realms something this 'repulsive' could have been borne 
you do not know, nor do you wish to ever find out. 
 
Then you look closer, past the Demon-like visage. You are drawn to his eyes. 
Something else is there. Something other than evil mindless hatred. He 
returns your gaze, unwaivering. And then you see it 
A single tear rolls down his Beastial visage, and deep within those blood 
red eyes you see the only 'human' trait left in this deformed, wracked body... 
sorrow... 
 
for he is nameless, and he is the son of Ebencaleneezer. King of Demons. 
Nameless is in perfect health. 
 
Nameless is using: 
<used as light> a bright ball of light 
<worn around neck> (Magical) the rusty sardonyx amulet 
<worn on body> a giant chestplate 
<worn on head> a leather helmet 
<worn on legs> a pair of leather leggings 
<worn on feet> a pair of animal hide boots 
<worn on hands> a pair of chain mail gloves 
<worn as shield> (Magical) (Humming) a wooden medium shield 
<worn around wrist> a leather bracelet 
<wielded> (Magical) a mace 
<worn with pride> (Blue Aura) (Glowing) The Crest of Lord Nash 
 
 
You gasp in astonishment. 
 
Nameless attempts to dry the sides of his face... 
 
You say 'Nameless... what happened?'. 
 
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Ceremonial Room 
[Exits: east] 
Glittering gold inlay, black obsidian floors, and large amounts of 
precious gems make this room one the richest in all the realms. What 
makes it even more impressive is the room is massive, easily large 
enough to hold all the heroes of the world and have room to spare for 
many more. Throughout the room are various trophies from past heroes. 
Sealed by a magic field is Maurice's armor from when he was a paladin, 
in another alcove floating above its base is the mace Tynian used to 
smash his way to immortality, in yet another display is a sculpture of 
pure magical energy created by IvoryTiger. This room is for all the 
special moments in a hero's life, such as honor given by an immortal, 
marriage, reception of a major quest prize, or even a really special 
party. 
Crinos is here. 
(Blue Aura) Nameless is resting here. 
Merlyn is sleeping here. 
(Blue Aura) Goro is resting here. 
Saltii is here. 
 
Nameless whispers 'what Nash deemed appropriate' 
 
Nameless says 'this one had...deviated from his Path to Perfection'. 
 
You say 'What do you mean?'. 
 
Weaselboy hugs you. 
You hug him. 
 
You say 'Is not the Fellowship Path one of Honor?'. 
 
Syrinx has entered the game. 
 
Nameless says 'Lord Nash merely...pushed this one back towards the path'. 
 
Tel draws a cold, frosty beer for Syrinx. 
 
You ponder the question. 
 
Pendor shouts 'Hail IPS!'. 
SirPsycho shouts 'HAIL IPS!'. 
Emaleth shouts 'Hail and stuff :>'. 
 
Jyslin hugs Syrinx. 
Syrinx hugs Jyslin. 
 
You say 'And.. who was the instrument of this "push" Nameless?'. 
 
Nameless shakes his head. 
Nameless says 'that is not important'. 
 
Nameless says 'He was merely the finger of Nash...'. 
 
You say 'IT is.. to some..'. 
 
Nameless says 'He was only...following 'his' path'. 
 
Syrinx arrives from the east. 
Syrinx says 'anyways.. as I was saying...'. 
Syrinx says 'I once was told..'. 
Syrinx says 'somewhere.. there is a village without an idiot..'. 
Syrinx says 'then I realized.. it was only Nash'. 
 
KeZoN says 'OG!'. 
 
Syrinx gets 1324 gold coins from corpse of Erlock. 
Syrinx gets the perfect glass bracelet from corpse of Erlock. 
 
Cordir pointedly ignores Syrinx. 
 
Syrinx pats you on your back. 
 
Nalor has arrived. 
Viceroy bows deeply. 
Syrinx has left the game. 
 
Nameless says 'Syrinx, were or are you not in the order of 'Justice'?'. 
Nameless shrugs. 
 
Viceroy waves happily. 
 
You say 'He is in the Order of Syrinx.'. 
 
Nameless chuckles under his breath. 
Nameless sighs loudly. 
Nameless shakes his head. 
 
 
Your effective level is 22 
Version 2.76ao of TFC was introduced on 11/17/96

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