Read book./b]
Damn, that's a lot of magic words. Hey, was this note in the front here before?
Beware, reader, for this book was not meant for human hands. Its power is far too great for mortal man for comprehend. It is scrambled and confused for a reason. Do not read it, do not say the words within, and do not search for the pattern.
No, there is no pattern! Beware! Burn this book at once!Is that blood it is written in? Hmmm.
Derek blinks for a moment before scampering towards the narrow passage. He has no idea what's going on but he already doesn't like the fact that he's in a hole with random odd-looking strangers.
You decide that discretion is the better part of valor and get out to the south.
The southern room is a fifteen by sixty foot rectangular room, with east-west being the long direction. You entered from the northern wall, near the eastern wall. The entire southern wall is covered in nasty looking steel spikes. Better not touch them. The western wall contains another passage.
Offer an alliance to any players willing to accept, and grab the battleaxe. Speak the words "Tepsy Necti" at any who try to take the battleaxe, assuming they aren't one of my allies.
You walk over to the axe. No one else makes a move for it, so you calmly pick it up and examine it. Fine workmanship, and the blade is wickedly sharp.
Movement and science!
You head east and climb the nearby stairs to the ledge overlooking the room. You point at the wall and start casting spells.
[Pot:3] What appears to be a rib comes into being in front of you and falls to the ground.
[Pot:4] A lump of flesh the size of a bowling ball coalesces into being and falls to the ground with a wet thud.
[Pot:6] A huge block of wood appears and lands on the flesh. You hear a wet pop- ugh.
[Pot:4] A piece of leather the size of a t-shirt joins the collection of crap on the floor.
[Pot:5] Now the pile is covered in hair. Put it all together and you could have an 80s rock band.
Be peaceful.
Read silently: Haer.
No one responds, so you say your word.
[Pot:1] You sneeze halfway through saying it, and waste your magical energy.
Hmm.
Jignec Baist.
Target a random person, pointing at them with my index finger, thinking thoughts of evil and destruction and whatnot.
(Going to assume you meant Jigenc)
A random person you say? [1d8: 8] That Joe guy looks like a jerk, what with those slippers. You point at him and say your words, nearly bubbling over with evil intent.
[Pot:1+1] Nothing happens.
Climb upwards onto the ledge.
You head up the north stairs. There's a great view of the everyone standing around in confusion.
Scapheap: [Scapheap] - North side, Grand Room
Xantalos: Xantalos - Northeast side, Grand Room
Derm: Derm - East Ledge, Grand Room
Chink: Chanala - Center, Grand Room [Obsidian Battleaxe]
Tiruin: Myra - South side, Grand Room
Lasla: Derek Grimdur - East side, Spike Room
FuzzyZergling: Fuzz - North Ledge, Grand Room
Remuthra: Joe Bridger - Northwest side, Grand Room
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