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Cordir: /* Khore’s Office */

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Khore’s Office

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	A section of the office is inexplicably decorated in bright pastels and flowery<BR>		A section of the office is inexplicably decorated in bright pastels and flowery<BR>
	trimmings and is obviously inhabited by someone other than Khore.<BR>		trimmings and is obviously inhabited by someone other than Khore.<BR>
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			(Red Aura)Rhiannyon smiles brightly at you and says, 'Hi!!'<BR>
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			LOOK RHIANNYON:<BR>
			Sitting amidst cushions of rose-pastel, Rhiannyon smiles daintily up at you. <BR>
			She is small, no taller than 5' in height, and quite shapely. Slightly <BR>
			pointed ears peeking from behind luscious honey colored hair betray her<BR>
			somewhat elven heritage. Small fang tips overhang her ruby lips as she smiles<BR>
			at you with warm golden topaz colored eyes. Her excessive energy veritably<BR>
			streams from her petite frame as she bounces up and welcomes you to her corner<BR>
			of the office. She looks no older than a sixteen year old human... and yet,<BR>
			behind that wide innocent smile, you sense both power unbridled... and immense<BR>
			wisdom.<BR>
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			She's clad in a tight fitting black leather vest which manages to quite<BR>
			nicely accentuate her... neckline. Her slender arms taper to small gloves<BR>
			which, though somewhat out of place, seem to give her a slightly rebellious<BR>
			look. Her feet, clad in black leather boots connect with quite shapely legs<BR>
			which disappear underneath a black leather miniskirt. She looks at you with<BR>
			obvious mischief in her eyes and winks. She then proceeds to giggle.<BR>
			<BR>
			She is listening to an old Fleetwood Mac song that faintly reminds you of<BR>
			her name.<BR>
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	LOOK NORTH:<BR>		LOOK NORTH:<BR>

Cordir: /* Khore’s Office */

2011-01-27T22:16:18Z

Khore’s Office

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	'We forgot what this was supposed to say... but watch what you're typewriting!'<BR>		'We forgot what this was supposed to say... but watch what you're typewriting!'<BR>
	A gift from us! -Kyarmentaris'<BR>		A gift from us! -Kyarmentaris'<BR>
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	LOOK chair chairs<BR>		LOOK chair chairs<BR>

Cordir at 22:15, 27 January 2011

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You have entered what appears to be a subterranean cave, All around, the sounds of dripping water echo and reecho. The bounds of the cave are not readily visible; the walls disappear into the darkness. Flames, barely visible amidst the almost tangible darkness, hang suspended in the air flanking a wide sandy walkway to the apparent center of the cave, There you see rock formations jutting from wall and floor and ceiling at impossible angles, all crackling with a red lightning that leaps back and forth. The rocks form a circular enclosure around a raised section on the floor. Five great stone pillars of the gothic style melt into the floor and ceiling encircling the raised section. Each pillar has a black plague embedded in it, glowing with blood red letters. In the center of all this. an eerie red light emanates from an ornate wooden coffin.<BR>
Fear grips you as doubts about your self worth begin to tear at your soul. Internal conflict rages nearly suffocating you.. and then, there is only a dark flooding peace which overwhelms you. A voice intones, 'The Lord of this cave is the Lord of fear. He who shall enter his chamber shall fear nothing but him.' The presence of the Vampyre Lord Khore is overwhelming here... strangely terrifying yet calming you with a foreboding and silent stillness. High above you, the ceiling seems to writhe and move...<BR>
An ornate wooden box pulsates with a dim red glow.<BR>

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	Some are reclined and books are left on them, opened and face down.<BR>		Some are reclined and books are left on them, opened and face down.<BR>
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	LOOK etchings parables parable etching<BR>		LOOK etchings parables parable etching<BR>
	'All things teach lessons...<BR>		'All things teach lessons...<BR>
	... Dark and Death ...<BR>		... Dark and Death ...<BR>
	Light and Life ...<BR>		Light and Life ...<BR>
	... Nature and Elements ...<BR>		... Nature and Elements ...<BR>
	As wanderers in a world foreign...<BR>		As wanderers in a world foreign...<BR>
	... Learn ... The signs surround you. '<BR>		... Learn ... The signs surround you. '<BR>
	<BR>		<BR>
	Your mind blazes with overpowering messages... the etchings flare a brilliant<BR>		Your mind blazes with overpowering messages... the etchings flare a brilliant<BR>
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	'Behold the water. The spray that washes up upon sands. In anger, the<BR>		'Behold the water. The spray that washes up upon sands. In anger, the<BR>
	torrents of rain... and yet, they do not destroy. Because the ocean knows an<BR>		torrents of rain... and yet, they do not destroy. Because the ocean knows an<BR>
	ancient wisdom. As waves throw themselves on beaches and crash against the<BR>		ancient wisdom. As waves throw themselves on beaches and crash against the<BR>
	cliffs, water gently, slowly, falls back upon itself. Its place is with the<BR>		cliffs, water gently, slowly, falls back upon itself. Its place is with the<BR>
	ocean. Harsh words, drowned out by the peace of a still sea, like glass on a<BR>		ocean. Harsh words, drowned out by the peace of a still sea, like glass on a<BR>
	calm day. For words are temporal in nature... and time sees their demise. <BR>		calm day. For words are temporal in nature... and time sees their demise. <BR>
	Water cuts great canyons, and while water will one day fade to nothing...<BR>		Water cuts great canyons, and while water will one day fade to nothing...<BR>
	canyons remain. Simple, humble water... creating rifts that never can be<BR>		canyons remain. Simple, humble water... creating rifts that never can be<BR>
	healed. With that power comes great responsibility... and the requirement of<BR>		healed. With that power comes great responsibility... and the requirement of<BR>
	care for water unleashed in anger. Respect.'<BR>		care for water unleashed in anger. Respect.'<BR>
	<BR>		<BR>