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This should be my last batch of these big fixes. That's not to say there aren't still more things to fix. There certainly are. But, I expect my future fixes will be smaller.
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#1100
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Detta's [Frozen Castle] Description Room~
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@BTheme:@n The cliche fantasy castle with a curse. Am hoping to build a big
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stone fortress that is all frozen in ice, complete with its occupants.
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There will probably be a couple big specially-triggered mobs to defeat and some
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wandering salespeople around the permiter selling the spoils from the castle.
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There will be a couple secrets within the zone, and a tragic tale to uncover
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if the player is so inclined ;).
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@GPlayers:@n Meant to be for players about level 15 to 20, with some of the
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perimeter mobs being lower level, and ones deeper and higher within the castle
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of higher level. Primarily an evil zone.
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@RLocation:@n The castle is set in the middle of a forest with a river running
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through it.
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Note that Indoor flags are deliberately set on outdoor rooms as the
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zone has its own trigger-run weather messages.
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@MSecrets:@n None yet, but there will be ;). Will keep posted.
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@CNote:@n If you have any suggestions, spot any typos, bugs, or
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weirdnesses, please mudmail me - Detta. :-) All input appreciated!
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You can also email me at detta@@builderacademy.net
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East takes you through the other zones I have built here.
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Down takes you to the starting room of this zone.
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#1101
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A Luminous Path~
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Startlingly white compared to the rest of the dark surroundings, this shining
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path flows like a glowing stream to a massive building of stone on the northern
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horizon. Southward it winds deeper into the silent grasp of the trees, its path
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illuminating the forest gently like a ray of moonlight.
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#1102
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The White Drawbridge~
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This ancient drawbridge lies in the lowered position, covered with layers of
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fluffy white snow that swirl restlessly about. A cool wind bites at the air,
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whipping against the stone blocks of the surrounding castle like an angry ghost,
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beating with futility upon the unyielding fortress walls.
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#1103
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A Frozen Portcullis~
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A jagged toothy gate hangs suspended from the southern part of the ceiling,
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frozen in place and coated with layers of smooth glassy ice. Spikes hang
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menacingly down, formed from the stalactites of slowly dripping water, every now
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and again trembling slightly with the rumbling of thunder outside.
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#1104
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Stalagmitic Armory~
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Various pieces of armor and weaponry lie embedded in the glassy walls, the
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metal and ice reflecting light from all around. Frozen stalagmites protrude
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menacingly from the floor, formed from the dripping of hanging icicles which
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have since fallen and shattered, leaving tiny shards sprinkled throughout the
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room.
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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door~
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#1105
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Hall of Legends~
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Colored murals adorn either side of this lengthy hall, their depictions
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those of fierce battles and strong warriors standing victorious over fallen foe.
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Amongst the faded illustrations are the likenesses of dragons as well as men,
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fighting together against some common enemy. Once undoubtedly bright and
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glorious, the carefully crafted representations are now dull and worn, coated
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with spidery-thin strands of frost and snow, everything glazed and foggy as if
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part of some dream world.
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#1106
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Lords' Chamber~
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Decorated with all the noblest of tapestries and furnishings, this room is
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sombre and dreary in feel. All is covered in a sheen of white and frozen
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moisture, the effect being one of almost timeless age. Various archaic board
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games and glasses of drink lie sculpted in place, cocooned within the same icy
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curse as the inhabitants themselves.
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Smooth and reflective, this perfectly sculpted door glistens with moisture
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like drops of dew, its delicate appearance and transparency providing a
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beautiful frame for the surroundings on the other side.
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glassdoor~
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#1107
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A Cold Throneroom~
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The air hangs damp and chill, heaving softly and whispering as with the
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breathing of lingering spirits. The towering stone walls and smooth white
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marble floor can be seen to have given the place a cold regal air, long before
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its wintery fate. Now only wisps of snow flicker here and there like tendrils
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of mist, all else still and undisturbed.
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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#1108
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A Frosty Dining Hall~
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Stretching far to the west, this lengthy corridor is filled with a myriad of
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dancing colored lights from some nearby source. The forlorn gray of the
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surroundings seems almost alive with the movement, flickering here and there as
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though lit with hundreds of tiny candles, each shimmering with a different hue
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of the rainbow.
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#1109
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A Frosty Dining Hall~
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A high gilded ceiling sparkles with prisms of light from a dazzling
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chandelier. Emptied of candles, only the shards of crystal and glass remain,
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each dangling from delicate silver chains and shivering slightly every time the
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castle reverberates with thunder, tinkling lightly in a fragile contrast to the
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ominous booms, flooding the lengthy hall with a variety of speckled colors.
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#1110
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A Glacial Music Room~
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Bitterly cold, all that remains of melody in this room is the delicate
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chiming of ice crystals hitting the floor, and the mournful moan of a chill wind
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that stirs the atmosphere. Miniscule sculpted snowflakes swirl restlessly about
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the place, making the air sparkle with thousands of frozen particles.
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Ladies' Chamber~
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A cool blue hue illuminates this room, every surface slick and shiny with icy
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wetness. Elegant chairs stand about, coatings of fluffy snow giving the
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impression they are padded with cotton wool. A desolate fireplace decorates the
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western wall, long frosted over and wailing eerily with every movement of the
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outside wind. Within its recesses, clumps of coal sit never to be used, their
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dark surfaces speckled with snow as if they were powdered chocolates.
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Smooth and reflective, this perfectly sculpted door glistens with moisture
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beautiful frame for the surroundings on the other side.
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glassdoor~
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#1112
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Hall of Forgotten Arts~
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The art of old magics and illusions seems to be the focus of this room's
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adornments. Strange light flickers upon the walls and ceiling from tiny green
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candles that line the upper border, and yet strangely, the coating of ice and
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snow shows no sign of melting. Grim eyes watch over the place from ancient
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tapestries that line either side of the hall, their icy glazed expressions
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seeming every now and again to shift in the shadows.
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#1113
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Fissured Gallery~
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Some incredible heat has caused this room to completely splinter, several
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large spidery cracks sapnning the surfaces of the frozen stone walls and leaving
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a large crevass splitting its way along the floor. A few masterful paintings
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remain hung here, but many been smashed upon the floor, pieces of broken silver
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and glass frames mingling with the shards of ice.
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#1114
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Sphalerite Stair~
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Made from a dark, glassy mineral, this elegant stair curves eastward, meeting
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a sister stair in the middle and ascending upward like a towering guardian
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shadow, its smooth surface covered with an intricate webwork of frost, giving it
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the appearance of white-veined marble.
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#1115
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Hall of Forgotten Arts~
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In a striking tribute to craftsmanship, beautifully cut gems and jewels of
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every description decorate the walls and silver-gilded ceiling of this hall.
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Sapphire and azure lend their regal blue hue to the surroundings, contrasting
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with the pure whiteness of the blanketing snow and creamy irridescent opals that
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line the length of the walls.
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Sphalerite Stair~
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Black and ominous, a tall metallic stair slopes gracefully westward, joining
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its path with another stair and continuing up into the high parts of the castle.
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Dark and metallic, the whole structure shimmers with tiny ice crystals,
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twinkling like a night sky full of shining stars.
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Hall of Legends~
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Softly drifting flakes of snow cover every surface in this stretching
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corridor. Beneath the layer of almost unblemished white glimpses of the
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original dark red carpeting can be seen, giving the illusion that the floor is
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stained with pools of spilt blood. All around, images of fallen heroes glorify
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the walls, misted with a fine coat of ice that glazes the eyes of the watchful
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dead.
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A Frosty Dining Hall~
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Shimmering swirls of colored light twirl about the room like a flurry of
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snowflakes, filling the place with a sense of fragility despite the immovable
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presence of the stony walls and the dark brooding tones of the wooden beams high
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above. An immense ceiling slopes up toward the east, illumination flooding the
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corridor from the peak of its height.
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The Southwest Stair~
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Flickering shadows and the silent waving of long abandoned cobwebs are all
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that decorate this once well-used stair. The frost-coated wood can be seen to
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be worn in places, from the long ago passing of servants' feet, from the lower
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staff quarters to the upper noble bedrooms. A subtle wooden door stands settled
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into the eastern wall.
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The Southeast Stair~
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Discreetly tucked away, this tiny winding stair is surrounded on all sides by
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the sombre gray of stonework, leading both up and down, nothing can be seen of
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the destination on either end. Only black grasping shadows and bitter wind lead
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the way. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall.
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The Northeast Stair~
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Hidden away from the nobler parts of the castle, this private little stair
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extends upward into the upper level, and downward into the lowest floor. A
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biting breeze whirls its way around the circular chamber stirring the cobwebs
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and snow. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall.
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The Northwest Stair~
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Cold and gray, pieces of old dust and debris stir in the disturbed air,
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floating along with snowflakes down into the deeper parts of the stair.
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Darkness looms overhead as well, the spiralling wooden planks leading to a
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higher story of the castle, as well as a lower. A subtle wooden door stands
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Snowy Courtyard~
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Silent, and seemingly undisturbed, this entire courtyard is covered in a
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thick blanket of pure unblemished snow. The skeletal branches of long dead
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trees reach wearily overhead, as if to catch the delicate snowflakes that
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flutter continuously down.
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Smooth and reflective, this perfectly sculpted door glistens with moisture
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like drops of dew, its delicate appearance and transparency providing a
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beautiful frame for the surroundings on the other side.
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Fountain of Light~
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A majestic fountain has been sculpted from a spiral of transluscent sparkling
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admantine, rising from the very center of the snow-covered grounds. The water
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that once spilled freely from its pinnacle has frozen solid in place, leaving
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only shimmering cascades of light and ice, swooping and curving as if part of
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the sculputre itself, reflecting the wintry surroundings and filling the place
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with radiance.
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Snowy Courtyard~
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Serene and hushed, only the restless whispering of long dead leaves stirs the
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respectful silence that preserves this place. A smooth layer of glistening
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white snow covers everything as if thick cream had been poured over the entire
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yard, silver grasses protruding from the shadowed corners.
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Smooth and reflective, this perfectly sculpted door glistens with moisture
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like drops of dew, its delicate appearance and transparency providing a
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beautiful frame for the surroundings on the other side.
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glassdoor~
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A Forsaken Statuette~
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Sparkling citrine crystals cast a slight yellowish hue over the surrounding
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snow, their fragile beauty decorating the base of a curving amber sculpture that
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fills this corner of the courtyard. Meant to represent air, one of the four
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locally worshipped elements, this artwork has no real concrete shape, abstract
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and formless in an intriguingly beautiful way.
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A Forsaken Statuette~
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Shimmering azurite, and the royal blue of sapphires decorate this prominent
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sculpture. Towering proudly above the blanched snow and ice of the courtyard,
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this artwork almost resembles a giant wave. A tribute to water, one of the four
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locally worshipped elements, a light coating of snowflakes has dulled it
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considerably, subtle patterns of silver frost weaving their way across its
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smooth surface.
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A Smashed Statuette~
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An awesome sculpture once stood here, as evidenced by the smatterings of ruby
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and red beryl that still adorn the ground like drops of blood. A round metal
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|
base stands in the midst of the snow, upon which the artwork would have once
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stood, apparently a tribute to one of the four locally worshipped elements.
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Completely destroyed now, only the tiniest scarlet gems remain frozen in the
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surrounding ice, evidence of the desecrated statue that once stood proudly here.
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A Forsaken Statuette~
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Smooth rocks of green malachite, and expertly cut emeralds make up the razor
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lines and geometric shapes of this large regal sculpture. Fashioned as a
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tribute to earth and soil, one of the four locally worshipped elements, this
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artwork is still stunning despite the slight icy cracks that marr its surface
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like pale scars.
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Upper Part of the Southwest Stair~
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A chill air circulates slowly here, moaning as it brushes against the
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ice-frosted stone walls and creaking the cold wood of the stairs that descend
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below. Only darkness can be seen, and the odd glimmer of a drifting snowflake.
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A subtle wooden door stands settled into the eastern wall, and a strangely
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artifical looking tapestry lies to the north.
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A subtle tapestry guards the way, delicately hung and fitted so that upon
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closing the passage beyond cannot be seen.
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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Upper Part of the Southeast Stair~
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A black chasm yawns below, only the fragile winding wood of the stairs
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offering the hope of a safely descending passage. Cold air whimpers as it
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|
circulates wearily, stirring the dust and snowflakes endlessly about this tiny
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enclosed space. A subtle wooden door stands settled into the western wall, and
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a strangely artifical looking tapestry lies to the north.
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closing the passage beyond cannot be seen.
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tapestry~
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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tapestry~
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A subtle tapestry guards the way to the north, delicately hung and fitted so
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that upon closing the passage beyond cannot be seen.
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#1132
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Upper Part of the Northeast Stair~
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Dark, dreary boards and the cool gray of stone descend into shadow below, a
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slight creaking echoing from beneath as though some apparition wandered
|
|
invisibly here. Tiny specks of snow float in the chilled air, a sense of
|
|
silence and secrecy lingering here. A subtle wooden door stands settled into
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the western wall.
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~
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D3
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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#1133
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Upper Part of the Northwest Stair~
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A mournful silence seems to envelop this hidden-away corner of the castle.
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|
A neglected wooden stair descends steeply below, a path for the resident
|
|
servants to take discreetly as they went about their duties, although now it
|
|
seems nothing lingers but the cobwebs. A subtle wooden door stands settled into
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the eastern wall.
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~
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11 8 0 0 0 0
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D1
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A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
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upon closing it is almost seamless.
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~
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door~
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#1134
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|
Sphalerite Stair~
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Tiny strands of frozen webbing decorate the black shimmering surface of this
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regal stair. Carved by some meticulous craftsman, its surface is perfectly
|
|
smooth and its stone of the highest quality. Its dark presence stands out
|
|
strikingly to the rest of the sparkling room, a solitary shadow amongst light
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|
and snow.
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#1135
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|
A Snow-covered Windlass~
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|
A large barrel-shaped contraption lies on its side, wound around with thick
|
|
metal chain that extends to the drawbridge far below. A massive crank protrudes
|
|
from the side, webbed with frost and ancient cobwebs, evidence of its neglect
|
|
for many years.
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~
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#1136
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|
Sphalerite Stair~
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Sleek and dark as frozen oil, a tall stair swoops gracefully to the icy floor
|
|
below, its black reflective surface contrasting with the purity of the ice and
|
|
snow that coat the rest of the surroundings. A tiny tinkling sound echoes
|
|
throughout the place, as small ice shards crack and shatter with the booms of
|
|
outside thunder.
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|
~
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#1137
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|
Freezing Balcony~
|
|
Glassy and dangerous, the peril of remaining long on this high balcony is
|
|
increased further by the angry winds that whip and howl against it, physical
|
|
forces lashing at the castle as if an army of ghosts were battering to get in.
|
|
The years of constant abuse are evidenced on the weary stone walls, which
|
|
although sturdy, are cracked and broken in several places. Far in the distance,
|
|
a jagged mountain blazes with fire and smoke, a red glow facing the castle as if
|
|
it were being watched.
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|
~
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#1138
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|
A Chilly Oratory~
|
|
Breathlessly cold, this room is gleaming with white marble tiles and sharp
|
|
icicles. A large altar stands in the center of the room, shrouded with a deep
|
|
layer of snow, although shadows of books can be seen concealed beneath. A low
|
|
rhythmic sound of murmuring fills the room, as if ghosts still chanted their
|
|
prayers here.
|
|
~
|
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|
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#1139
|
|
Icicle-adorned Hall~
|
|
Filled with light and a misty chill, this long hall extends to the north, a
|
|
collection of doors visible along the western side. Large cones of ice hang
|
|
suspended from the ceiling like glittering fangs, a cold feel of menace
|
|
emanating from the very structure of the castle, as if it were laying
|
|
deliberately and deceptively motionless.
|
|
~
|
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|
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|
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0 0 1134
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|
D3
|
|
A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
|
|
upon closing it is almost seamless.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
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|
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#1140
|
|
Icicle-adorned Hall~
|
|
Long and forlorn, the size of this hall only emphasizes its emptiness.
|
|
Clear jagged spikes of ice dangle from above, shimmering with light and
|
|
vibration. Sparkles of frost drift wearily in the air, settling on every
|
|
surface like ancient dust.
|
|
~
|
|
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|
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|
|
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|
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|
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|
|
#1141
|
|
Icicle-adorned Hall~
|
|
A thousand glassy spears protrude from the ceiling, poised as though about to
|
|
strike. The air is still, and yet the icicles seem to shiver tensely, their
|
|
glistening surfaces cracking here and there. Splinters break and fall, a
|
|
perpetual rain of glass tinkling against the frozen floor. Wooden doors stand
|
|
against the north and west.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
A simple wooden door fits nicely into its stonework frame, offering privacy.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1142
|
|
D2
|
|
~
|
|
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|
|
0 0 1140
|
|
D3
|
|
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|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1153
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|
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|
|
#1142
|
|
The Lady's Sitting Room~
|
|
Smooth and soft with layers of delicate puffy snow, this room looks as though
|
|
it has been vacant for many years, an unnatural stillness suffocating the air,
|
|
and the unblemished surfaces of snowflakes and dust betraying a long
|
|
abandonment. A few indiscernible pieces of furniture lie formless and frozen
|
|
beneath the ice, and what once must have been magnificent tapestries hang stiff
|
|
and glazed against the walls, watching forlornly over the place. A wooden door
|
|
stands to the south.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
~
|
|
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|
|
0 0 1143
|
|
D2
|
|
A simple wooden door fits nicely into its stonework frame, offering privacy.
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|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1141
|
|
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|
|
#1143
|
|
The Lady's Garderobe~
|
|
Long, snow-covered shelves run along the walls of this room, stacked with
|
|
piles of neatly folded clothing. A few wooden mannequins stand half-dressed
|
|
here and there, frozen in place and ghost-like in the eerie abandoned cold.
|
|
Sequins and embroidered jewels glitter through the snow and ice as though the
|
|
last flickering embers of a slow dying fire.
|
|
~
|
|
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|
D1
|
|
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|
|
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|
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|
D2
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|
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|
|
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|
|
0 0 1142
|
|
D3
|
|
A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
|
|
upon closing it is almost seamless.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1133
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|
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|
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#1144
|
|
The Lady's Bower~
|
|
This entire spacious room is decorated with cool hues of cream and silver as
|
|
if moonlit. A slight frosting of ice adds to this illusion, making every regal
|
|
surface glisten and twinkle as if bejewelled with stars. Beautiful but
|
|
sorrowful, the atmosphere is cold and haunted, filled with the murmurings of
|
|
restless whispers.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D1
|
|
A subtle crack along the wall reveals the outline of a hidden door.
|
|
~
|
|
hiddendoor hid hidden door~
|
|
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|
|
D3
|
|
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|
|
~
|
|
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|
|
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|
#1145
|
|
A Glittering Secret Chamber~
|
|
Frosty air circulates the room slowly, delicate snowflakes drifting aimlessly
|
|
in through small slitted windows. White candles line the ice-veined walls and
|
|
frozen petals lie brittle on the floor, remnants of the romantic atmosphere that
|
|
must have once existed here.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D1
|
|
A subtle crack along the wall reveals the outline of a secret door.
|
|
~
|
|
secretdoor door secret sec~
|
|
1 1127 1146
|
|
D2
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1152
|
|
D3
|
|
A subtle crack along the wall reveals the outline of a hidden door.
|
|
~
|
|
hiddendoor hid hidden door~
|
|
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|
|
S
|
|
T 1118
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|
#1146
|
|
The Lord's Solar~
|
|
Large and forlorn, this room has been draped in earthy tones of green and
|
|
russet brown. The bright sheen of intruding snow seems an unnatural and
|
|
unwelcome lightening of the place. The solemn mood here almost calls for
|
|
darkness, and the walls themselves seem to grumble with displeasure.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D1
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1147
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|
D3
|
|
A subtle crack along the wall reveals the outline of a secret door.
|
|
~
|
|
secretdoor door secret sec~
|
|
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|
|
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T 1118
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|
#1147
|
|
The Lord's Garderobe~
|
|
Snow-capped spikes protrude from the walls, each hung with regal garments and
|
|
robes. Dark shadows cast eerily about from several wooden clothes dummies, each
|
|
frozen in place as if dutifully guarding the room. Lower shelves contain
|
|
leather shoes and accessories, all protectively encased in thick ice.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D1
|
|
A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
|
|
upon closing it is almost seamless.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1132
|
|
D2
|
|
~
|
|
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|
0 0 1148
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|
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|
|
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|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1146
|
|
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|
|
#1148
|
|
The Lord's Study~
|
|
Although whitewashed with snow, this room smells earthy and fresh, as if it
|
|
were part of a forest, wet with dew. Long-ingrained aromas of spice and smoked
|
|
herb linger subtly in the air, mixed with animal musks. Hunter's trophies line
|
|
the walls, antlers reaching like icicle-covered trees from the periphery. A
|
|
wooden door stands to the south.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1147
|
|
D2
|
|
A simple wooden door fits nicely into its stonework frame, offering privacy.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1149
|
|
S
|
|
#1149
|
|
Hall of Stalactites~
|
|
The ceiling here has sunk significantly, bowed low under the pressure of
|
|
building snow. As a result, the dangling icicles reach almost to the floor,
|
|
making passage difficult, and causing it to seem as if the hall were literally
|
|
gripped in winter's jaws. Wooden doors stand to the north and east.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
A simple wooden door fits nicely into its stonework frame, offering privacy.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1148
|
|
D1
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1155
|
|
D2
|
|
~
|
|
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|
|
0 0 1150
|
|
S
|
|
#1150
|
|
Hall of Stalactites~
|
|
Coated with a moist sheen of frozen water, the entire hall shimmers slightly,
|
|
glowing as if with an internal light. The surface of the walls and ceiling are
|
|
smooth and blemish-free, the only thing of note being the spears of ice that
|
|
dangle precariously from above, threatening to fall and shatter at any moment.
|
|
~
|
|
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|
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|
|
~
|
|
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|
|
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|
D2
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|
|
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|
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|
|
S
|
|
#1151
|
|
Hall of Stalactites~
|
|
High above the floor, a long ceiling stretches northward, curving gently
|
|
where it meets the walls so that the entire corridor resembles an archway. The
|
|
smooth design is strangely contrasted by the collection of sharp spikes that
|
|
hang menacingly, quivering every now and again as if about to drop.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1150
|
|
D1
|
|
A subtle wooden door guards the way, delicately hinged and fitted so that
|
|
upon closing it is almost seamless.
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1131
|
|
D3
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1136
|
|
S
|
|
#1152
|
|
An Arctic Aumbry~
|
|
Ancient prayers murmur softly in the echoing groans of this room, wooden
|
|
beams creaking with age and the weight of falling snow. Icicles hang
|
|
tremulously from various cracks in the ceiling, drops of water dangling like
|
|
tears from their frozen tips, suspended in time.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D0
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1145
|
|
D4
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1190
|
|
S
|
|
#1153
|
|
Crystalline Chamber of the Princess~
|
|
Smooth cascades of frozen water flow over every surface in this room, caught
|
|
motionless and sparkling for indefinite time. Cool blue shadows shift in the
|
|
darker recesses, reflective surfaces of ice throwing any speck of light into a
|
|
thousand different dancing shards.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
|
|
D1
|
|
~
|
|
door~
|
|
1 0 1141
|
|
D2
|
|
~
|
|
~
|
|
0 0 1154
|
|
S
|
|
#1154
|
|
Wintry Privy~
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|
A perpetual winter lingers here, soft white snowflakes twirling lazily in the
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air, mingling with sparkles of stirring dust. Against the western side of the
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wall, low shelving holds a covered privy. Fortunately, the murky water splashed
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around it has long since frozen.
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A subtle tapestry guards the way, delicately hung and fitted so that upon
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A Glassy Guestroom~
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Elegant and airy, this large room has been decorated with crystal and silver
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birch. The pale wood has been used to frame the room and fashion its
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furnishings, made even brighter by a soft carpetting of snow. Slender
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candle-holders reach from the walls, offering warmth that no longer exists.
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#1156
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A Bitterly Cold Privy~
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Of modest size, this room may have once felt cozy, its multiple candles and
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warm hues of wood overcome with thick blankets of snow. Despite its clean
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apperance, an unpleasant smell wafts about the place. This seems to emanate
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more strongly from a square block sitting against the eastern wall, a thick
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frozen board covering the hole on top of it.
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#1157
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Lower Part of the Northeast Stair~
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Dank and dreary, the stones here creak as if weighed down with an unbearable
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burden. Slivers of ice glisten here and there amongst the cobwebs like tears
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and a frozen spider hangs forlornly in the gloom, casting an eerie shadow
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against the wall.
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#1158
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A Frozen Kitchen~
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Incandescent ice coats everything in this kitchen with a glossy shine, each
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crystalline surface twinkling blue and silver. From the ceiling, large metal
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hooks hang ominously, probably once hung with spices and meats, now only cruel
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and glinting in the cold silence.
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#1159
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A Silver Scullery~
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All of the kitchen utensils and cutlery appear to be stored here, silver
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spoons and plates bejewelled with ice. Pots and pans lie piled in rows on the
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wide wooden shelving, polished and gleaming. A few unwashed pieces lie
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abandoned in the corner, frozen pieces of food stuck forever in place.
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#1160
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A Chilled Pantry~
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Lined with shelves and cobwebs, this large pantry is filled with all kinds of
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foodstuffs. Apples, pears, and plums lie sugar-dusted with snow, breads and
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|
cheeses silver-shrouded and sparkling. Onions and garlic hang frozen from the
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ceiling, and on the floor are piled turnips and potatoes.
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#1161
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A Frozen Kitchen~
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Eerie and silent, this large room is coated all around with ice, as if a
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|
flood cascaded through here at some point before freezing. Every surface is
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|
gleaming and slippery, a large chopping counter extending from here into the
|
|
east, its partially-chopped contents long since buried in snow.
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#1162
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|
A Frozen Kitchen~
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|
Brutally cold, the air here is filled with a moist fog, swirling about the
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place as if stirred by ghosts. A cold light fills the place, every icy surface
|
|
giving off a lustrous hue, as if lit by some strange magic. A long chopping
|
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counter extends from this room into the west, shrouded with snow and dust.
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#1163
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|
A Blustery Buttery~
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|
A strange wind whips about this storage room, clinking and clanging against
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|
the bottles and barrels that lie here, as if a ghost was rattling its chains.
|
|
Powdered butts of beer stand against the walls, shrouded in deep layers of snow,
|
|
and scattered shards of glass lie sprinkled across the floor, along with frozen
|
|
droplets of wine.
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#1164
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Collapsing Corridor~
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|
The ceiling of this corridor bows along the middle, stooped under the
|
|
pressure of thick ice and snow. The stone walls are silver-gray and coated with
|
|
a fine sheen of dust, threads of spider webbing drifting like living tendrils
|
|
from the walls.
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|
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#1165
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|
The Servants' Lounge~
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|
This room appears to have been quite cozy at one point, dark hues of wood and
|
|
animal furs generously adorning the place. The wood however, has become
|
|
silver-veined with frost, overhead rafters hung with glittering stalactites.
|
|
The furs that would have once been soft and warm, are frozen brittle, each fine
|
|
hair a needle of ice.
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#1166
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|
Bards' Retreat~
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|
The resting place of the bards and poets, this room is filled with musical
|
|
instruments and basic props. A fine smattering of hay carpets the area, though
|
|
the arctic temperature has frozen it, making it seem as if the floor was
|
|
overlaid with sparkling gold. Old scrolls and storybooks lie piled against the
|
|
walls, their contents forever sealed in ice.
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#1167
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|
Seamstresses' Corner~
|
|
Pieces of clothing and fabric are hung from clotheswires, making this little
|
|
corner seem sheltered and private. Here must have been where the women gathered
|
|
to sew and gossip, small stools standing powdered with snow as if cushioned.
|
|
Various knitting and sewing needles lie strewn about, glistening brightly
|
|
amongst splinters of ice.
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#1168
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|
A Snowed-in Roasting Pit~
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|
Although bitterly cold now, this room shows all the signs of having once been
|
|
filled with blasting heat. Smoke and soot have been preserved in the ice-coated
|
|
walls, making every surface black and glossy as ink. A large firepit lies
|
|
abandoned to snow and ash, an unidentifiable carcass still suspended on a spit
|
|
above it.
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|
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#1169
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|
A Cracked Corridor~
|
|
Ancient stone creaks and groans under the weight of the castle, the strain of
|
|
it visibly cracking several of the bricks. Bright blossoms of ice spring from
|
|
the fissures, further compromising the strength of these corridors, a low
|
|
painful moan echoing down its length.
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|
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#1170
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|
A Crumbling Corridor~
|
|
Pieces of stonework are slowly crumbling from the ceiling and walls, piles of
|
|
powdered brick mingling with the layers of snow and dust here. Veins of ice run
|
|
shimmering down the length of the corridor, filling the place with fragile
|
|
incandescent light.
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|
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#1171
|
|
A Whispering Corridor~
|
|
Hushed and dreary, this corridor flickers subtly as if lit with blue fire,
|
|
sparkles of color reflecting in the solid ice that coats its walls.
|
|
Whispering echoes travel down the length of this tunnel, stirring the few tufts
|
|
of plant life that grow amongst the cracked stone, cobwebs fluttering forlornly.
|
|
~
|
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|
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#1172
|
|
Steward's Room~
|
|
Glistening wetly with frost and dewy moisture, the whole room glistens
|
|
brightly. This place is richly and regally decorated, only the finest woods and
|
|
tapestries adorning the walls. A dark crimson rug lays upon the stone floor,
|
|
frozen into place with black glossy ice.
|
|
~
|
|
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#1173
|
|
Corridor of Shadows~
|
|
The dark walls bow low as if hunched, meeting together in the wide arching
|
|
structure of this corridor. Large tufts of moss and bracken spring out here and
|
|
there from the fissures in the wall, their black shadows reaching like skeletal
|
|
hands across the white carpetted snow.
|
|
~
|
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|
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#1174
|
|
Priest's Chamber~
|
|
This pale, spacious room is filled with a holy glow, sparkling facets of ice
|
|
casting rays of brightness about the place as if lit by celestial lights.
|
|
Silver threads of cobweb and dust dance lazily in the breeze, catching the light
|
|
and glimmering like strands of angel's hair.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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|
#1175
|
|
Treasury~
|
|
Thick white snow shrouds this entire room, as if to conceal the treasures
|
|
beneath. Piles of gold and gems glint subtly beneath their icy veil, glowing
|
|
warmly like dying embers. Rich hues of ruby and emerald dance in the light,
|
|
rays of prismic color washing over the walls.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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#1176
|
|
Keeper of the Dungeon~
|
|
This granite room glowers with a strange menace, as if an evil presence
|
|
watched over it from the shadows. Dark wood, and cruel glinting metal make up
|
|
the furnishings, even darker shadows flickering from some unnatural light
|
|
source. The air is chill, but colder than one would expect from mere ice and
|
|
snow.
|
|
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|
|
#1177
|
|
Healer's Abode~
|
|
The air here is crisp and fresh, cool breezes subtly refreshing as they sigh
|
|
through the room. An azure glow fills the room with soothing light, frozen
|
|
crystalline patterns decorating the walls and floor, traced with delicate,
|
|
invisible fingers.
|
|
~
|
|
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D3
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#1178
|
|
Servants' Sleeping Quarters~
|
|
Piles of blankets and linen lie discarded here, fresh layers of white puffy
|
|
snow making the place appear cozier than the chill air allows. Feathery
|
|
snowflakes drift lazily from the ceiling, an occasional glimmering shard of ice
|
|
tinkling as it shatters on the floor.
|
|
~
|
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#1179
|
|
Lower Part of the Southeast Stair~
|
|
A chasm yawns blackly overhead, the stair winding around so that its
|
|
destination cannot be seen. An unnatural darkness seems to grip this little
|
|
corner, as if it were bathed in the shadow of some unseen entity. A faint
|
|
breeze rustles uneasily around the walls, hushing and whispering through the
|
|
crevasses.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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#1180
|
|
Lower Part of the Southwest Stair~
|
|
Curving stone walls hide any view of the upper stair, only strange shadows
|
|
can be seen casting their darkness upon the stone floor. The creaking of the
|
|
castle's foundation echoes loudly in this space, the stones gray and bent as old
|
|
men, complaining at the weight and bitter cold.
|
|
~
|
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#1181
|
|
Misty Dungeon~
|
|
The forlorn gray of this corridor is made even more despondent by the cool
|
|
droplets of mist that float aimlessly here. The ground is shiny with
|
|
translucent puddles of ice, and specks of dust sparkle amongst the darkness like
|
|
tiny stars in an ocean of cold, black hopelessness.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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#1182
|
|
Blood-spattered Cell~
|
|
Bright splatters of blood blossom from the walls and floor, preserved in
|
|
sparkling ice as though the room was decorated with ruby gems. Darker crimson
|
|
and black stains underlay the red, evidence of many forgotten victims passing
|
|
through here, lost to torture and grief.
|
|
~
|
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|
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#1183
|
|
Dungeon of Tears~
|
|
Sorrow weighs heavy in the air, low despairing moans rumbling through the
|
|
stone, and a biting chill permeates the place. Frozen icicles hang jagged from
|
|
the ceiling, twinkling droplets dangling from their tips like everlasting tears.
|
|
Subtle shudders rack the walls and floor every now and again, as if the place
|
|
itself were weeping.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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D1
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0 0 1185
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|
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#1184
|
|
A Haunted Prison Cell~
|
|
Soft whispering voices waft through the air here, stirring shadows and
|
|
glimmers of light that writhe upon the icy walls as if trying to escape.
|
|
Gentle breezes shift unnaturally in the near silence, as if ancient ghosts were
|
|
still breathing in the darkness, or pacing away the time.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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|
D1
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|
|
#1185
|
|
Lower Part of the Northeast Stair~
|
|
The deepest part of a long winding stair, the atmosphere here is especially
|
|
heavy, and the air numbingly cold. Low creaks and groans echo overhead, as if
|
|
someone were perpetually walking up and down. Delicate tendrils of webbing
|
|
flutter from the walls, grasping at anything that passes.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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|
D3
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0 0 1183
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D4
|
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|
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|
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#1186
|
|
The Oubliette~
|
|
Cramped and dark, this room is a place where one could pass out of all
|
|
memory. It appears to be nothing more than a chasm in the earth, a yawning
|
|
grave for the living. Only damp, frozen soil closes in around, and above narrow
|
|
iron grating offers the only glimpse of light.
|
|
~
|
|
11 8 0 0 0 0
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|
D4
|
|
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|
|
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|
0 0 1182
|
|
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|
|
#1187
|
|
Underground Passage~
|
|
Damp and dank with mildew, a thick mouldy smell clings to every surface of
|
|
this miserable tunnel. Sprouts of blue and green fungus blossom from the ice,
|
|
continuing to thrive despite the biting chill. The ground is dark with dirt and
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dust that has muddied, frozen into black slush.
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D1
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0 0 1161
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D2
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0 0 1189
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D3
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0 0 1188
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#1188
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The Well-House~
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This flimsy wooden shed creaks as the winds buffet it, swaying slightly from
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side to side in the perpetual storm. A deep well is buried in the ground,
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surrounded with a low stone wall. Within, the water has turned mostly to ice,
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but a shadowy stirring motion can still be seen beneath, as if something were
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moving in those dark waters.
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0 0 1187
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#1189
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Dove-Cote~
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A wirey cage stands hung with trembling cobwebs and icicles. Inside,
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clusters of birds sit huddled together as if for warmth, although they have
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already been frozen solid. Their glazed eyes are sorrowful and knowing, as if
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they have never accepted their fate.
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0 0 1187
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#1190
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High in a Castle Tower~
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This circular stone tower creaks and groans wearily, seeming almost to sway
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as the winds buffet it violently from outside. A small oval window offers a
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bleak view over the wintry terrain, and overhead, tendrils of cobweb hang from a
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long-abandoned hatch.
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D4
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This wooden hatch has been left to fall into disrepair, mould and ice
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rendering the wood almost rotten.
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hatch~
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2 0 1191
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D5
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0 0 1152
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#1191
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On Top of the Castle~
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This tower feels cold and dreary, unprotected from the elements that howl
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around the castle. Continuous storms rage and clash overhead, casting the stone
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here in alternating hues of black and silver. The wind wails loudly, making its
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presence unescapable as it whips frantically around.
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D5
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This wooden hatch has been left to fall into disrepair, mould and ice
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rendering the wood almost rotten.
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hatch~
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2 0 1190
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T 1100
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#1199
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Room for Trigs~
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This room is just to hold a mob that can put things into containers for
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certain quests. Please don't edit or delete it as it will stop some of the
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triggers working or cause errors.
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