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Cordir: Yep. That's Ink..

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Yep. That's Ink..

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5/12/2005 
 
Ink arrives from the north. 
 
(quite some time passes, with no interaction) 
 
Ink says (in common), 'PAY ATTENTION TO ME'. 
 
Ink screams loudly! 
 
> yawn 
You must be tired. 
 
Cordir settles down for a nap. 
 
The Sanctuary of Fate 
[Exits: north up] 
The breathtaking loveliness of a midnight shadowed garden embraces you. The 
night sky is filled with stars... no, not stars, but strands of light which 
shimmer at the edges of sight. The soft call of unseen birds provides sweet 
melody to please the ear and the low hoot of an owl echoes out of the trees. 
A thick tangle of web-shrouded briar roses marks the boundaries of the area 
and every conceivable variety of flower blooms within, despite the darkness. 
Here and there, care has been taken to create gathering places in the glade, 
from an intimate nook of soft, thick moss beneath a veiling willow tree, to 
a low, gentle dell where a large group could rest in comfort. Each cardinal 
point is marked by its own unique archway. Ebon flames beckon within a trio 
of them, and the fourth is sealed by an enormous spiderweb. At the heart of 
the clearing is a large round seal of orichalcum. 
A small weaving loom is barely visible amidst the trees. 
Ink is here. 
(Hide) A distressingly large, shiny black spider weaves webs here. 
 
Ink bursts into tears. 
 
Ink dances around flailing his arms. 
 
Ink opens your eyelids and stares into your slumbering void-spheres of sleep. 
 
Ink nods at himself; he must be getting senile. 
 
Ink looks at the guardian spider. 
 
Laser-beams shoot out of Cordir's eyes, and burn your brains out. 
 
Ink dies. 
 
Ink sighs loudly. 
 
Cordir is a big, bad pk'er. 
 
Ink is so excited that he cheers just for the hell of it. 
 
Ink says (in common), 'youre about the only one other than me then'. 
 
Ink says (in common), 'its good to see some competition'. 
 
Beowulf cants, 'I'm still geekier, ink :P'. 
 
Azeworai cants, 'not more than me'. 
 
Ink cants, 'no, i'm the geek'. 
 
Ink cants, 'does anyone remember when obtaining the geek spot actually made you a geek? it used to take like 10 hours to get it'. 
 
Beowulf cants, 'aze has us both out-geeked'. 
 
Azeworai cants, 'hurm i keep it for 10days strait once'. 
 
Beowulf cants, 'Yeah. I used to do it in 7 if aze had to take a break, or vex'. 
 
Kerriariadne cants, 'Geeks!'. 
 
Mystaya cants, 'and you are all bragging about this?!'. 
 
Azeworai cants, 'but were u there everytime!'. 
 
Beowulf cants, 'nah. most I held it for was 15 hours'. 
 
Beowulf cants, 'when I was leveling'. 
 
Ink leaves north. 
 
<nowiki>###</nowiki>Ink: Quit BR>

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