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  You are -right- beneath His Templar's apartment building, you fool!
  Added on Apr 26, 2009

  A 'rinthi half-giant falls into the sewers and ends up banging on an access gate to a templar apartment building.

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  You are Rebgar.
  Keywords: half-giant with a big red beard
  Sdesc: the half-giant with a big red beard
  Objective:
  Long Description:
  Code Generated Long Description.
  You are 36 years, 0 months, and 15 days old,
   which by your race and appearance is adult.
  You are 155 inches tall, and weigh 90 ten-stone.
  Your strength is very good, your agility is average,
    your wisdom is good, and your endurance is poor.
  You are starving and a little thirsty.
  Your health is 1(80), you have 52(139) stamina, and 80(80) stun.
  
  You are standing.
  You are currently speaking sirihish with a rinthi accent.
  
  The faint sound of voices drift past the gate to the west, seeming at a fair distance away, and so low to be unintelligable.
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "HEY!"
  
  Visible exits:
  East  - Darkness
  
  Rap! Rap! Rap!  You knock on the gate.
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "HEEEEY!"
  
  Darkness
     Total darkness surrounds you, preventing you from seeing anything
  at all.  You have trouble telling where to put your feet when you walk.
  
  Rap! Rap! Rap!  You knock on the gate.
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "HEY!"
  
  The ever so faint sound of voices continue for a moment, the distance causing them to seem little more then a whisper on the wind.
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "IS ANYONE THERE?!"
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard slams his meaty fists onto the western gate with all the fury of a half-giant that is starving to death in a filthy sewer.
  
  The faint murmur stops abruptly and utter silence follows, perhaps the sound having reach them in turn.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard takes a heavy breath as he presses his ear to the western gate.
  
  Somewhere off in the distance, a faint click is heard, as if something were being opened, soon following by the barest hint of a footstep.
  
  Staring at the western gate through the inky blackness, the half-giant with a big red beard remains completely still.
  
  Utter silence follows right after the faint footstep, perhaps the source of the low voice stopping to listen into the tunnels.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard cups his hands to his mouth.
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "Hello?!"
  
  Soon after the shout, footsteps seem to grow closer, and closer, at least a trio of seperate footfalls to be heard coming closer to the gate.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard stands here covered in shit and blood
  
  Someone opens the gate from the other side.
  
  You think:
       "I'm saved!"
  
  You think:
       "..."
  
  You think:
       "Am I saved?"
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard wobbles forward and peers westward.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar has arrived from the west.
  
  Access Tunnel [EW]
     Putrid smells of decaying matter waft from the slow moving stream of
  waste that spans the width of this tunnel.  Bits of flesh, cloth, bone,
  and squishy organic material are the main components of the festering
  stream.  Small openings in the stone walls allow sludge to ooze out of
  small access pipes from the city above to join the slow-moving river of
  decaying matter on its northward journey out of the city.  Distant
  sounds echo out of the darkness from an unknown origin.
  The tunnel continues to the east, while a sturdy gate lies to the west.
  The robust, black-bearded templar watches over the entrance of the square.
  
  With a few surprised blinks, the robust, black-bearded templar looks up at you.
  
  Raising a hand to protect his eyes from the dusky torchlight, you look down at the robust, black-bearded templar.
  
  Shortly cropped, curly black hair covers this noble templar's chin and
  mouth.  The whiskers have been shaved close over the rest of his face.  His
  head is covered with a lighter hair of a dark brown tone.  Stern eyes peer
  out from a chiseled brow, looking over the area with intensity, but not
  necessarily anger.  He stands tall and proud.  
  The robust, black-bearded templar is in excellent condition.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar is using:
  <secondary hand>         a glowing green glow-crystal
  
  He is carrying:
  nothing obvious
  
  Slowly lowering his arm, the half-giant with a big red beard blinks at the robust, black-bearded templar.
  
  Cocking his head to one side, you ask the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "What are you doing down here?"
  
  You think:
       "Why is a templar in the sewers."
  
  You think:
       "Oh no! He's going to kill me!"
  
  You think:
       "Wait... he doesn't have any soldiers."
  
  With a low snarl coming into his voice, the robust, black-bearded templar asks you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "I could ask -you- the same thing, rat. Do you have -any- idea where you are?"
  
  Defensively, you say to the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "Underground."
  
  You feel somewhat courageous in light of the circumstances.
  
  You feel not too courageous though.
  
  You feel hungry more than anything.
  
  You feel a bit confused too.
  
  Scowling towards you as a single digit lifts to point upward, the robust, black-bearded templar exclaims to you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "You are -right- beneath His Templars apartment building, you fool!"
  
  You feel your mind go blank.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard just kind of stares at the robust, black-bearded templar while his big, fat tongue works it way around in his mouth.
  
  You think:
       "What do I say?"
  
  You think:
       "I got lost."
  
  You say to the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "I got lost."
  
  Barking out a mirthless laugh to you, the robust, black-bearded templar asks you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "Yes, I dare say you have, alley rat. Now give me one good reason you shouldn't be killed where you stand for this?"
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard eyes the robust, black-bearded templar hungrily.
  
  You say to the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "I really need some food Lord Templar."
  
  You think:
       "How can I get food from him?"
  
  You think:
       "I could eat him."
  
  You are using:
  <worn across back>       a dusty shabby basket
  <worn on torso>          a dusty faded cotton shirt
  <primary hand>           an ashen rag-wrapped bone torch
  <worn on legs>           a dusty pair of patched sandcloth pants
  <worn on feet>           a dusty pair of cracked-leather boots
  
  You think:
       "Should I try that?"
  
  Blandly, while turning back to the gate, the robust, black-bearded templar says to you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "You can starve down here in your filth for all I care."
  
  You think:
       "I am really hungry."
  
  You drop an ashen rag-wrapped bone torch.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar walks west.
  The area is enveloped in darkness.
  
  You think:
       "EAT HIM!"
  You go west.
  
  Access Chamber [EU]
  The stonework walls of this spacious room are in a surprising state of
  cleanliness and repair, as though they're meticulously maintained.  Set
  into the stonework of the western wall is a huge jade cross on an obsidian
  field, and a sturdy ladder runs up the north wall.
  The robust, black-bearded templar watches over the entrance of the square.
  A human soldier of Tektolnes stands guard here.
  A human soldier of Tektolnes stands guard here.
  
  You think:
       "Uh oh."
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard skids to a halt.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard sprayed some sewer juice with that halt.
  
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar calls to a human Allanaki soldier for aid, and he strides to his side.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar calls to a human Allanaki soldier for aid, and he strides to his side.
  
  You think:
       "Now he has soldiers."
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard gulps.
  
  Turning back towards you, the robust, black-bearded templar looks up at you.
  
  Looking from one to the other, you look down at a human Allanaki soldier.
  
  This lean, muscular man bears the scars of hard fighting. His skin is a
  dark brown from the sun's harsh rays, and his close-cropped hair is a
  similarly dark color. Dark brown eyes are set in a hard-looking face, and
  appear sharp and alert. His straight-backed posture and vigilant stance
  suggest several years of disciplined military training.
  A human Allanaki soldier is in excellent condition.
  
  A human Allanaki soldier is using:
  <worn on head>           a cuirbouilli helmet
  <worn on torso>          a cuirbouilli cuirass
  <worn on left shoulder>  a black sandcloth sash
  <worn on arms>           a set of cuirbouilli sleeves
  <primary hand>           a jade-emblazoned, obsidian longsword
  <both hands>             a jade-emblazoned, obsidian shortsword
  <worn as belt>           a black belt
  <worn around body>       a black, hooded militia dustcloak
  <worn on legs>           a set of cuirbouilli leg guards
  <worn on feet>           a pair of sturdy leather boots
  
  He is carrying:
  nothing obvious
  
  Directing a digit back to the sewers, tone a harsh snap, the robust, black-bearded templar says to you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "Back to your sewers, rat."
  
  You think:
       "How can I get food from him?"
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar looks at a human Allanaki soldier.
  
  You say to the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "But I really need some food."
  
  You think:
       "I KNOW!"
  
  Eyes brighting like miniature suns, you exclaim to the robust, black-bearded templar, in sirihish:
       "I know! I can buy food from you. Yeah!"
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard squints at the robust, black-bearded templar.
  
  Lifting a hand, three digits extended, the robust, black-bearded templar says to you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "You have -three- seconds to get yourself back in those sewers and away from this place before my men cut you down and feed you your own legs. Go eat a rat in there or something."
  
  Pleading, you say, in sirihish:
       "But I can't see the rats."
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard's head tilts up just a tidge.
  
  
  Up above is darkness.
  [Very far]
  A diminutive, white-robed templar sits at a semi-circular desk.
  [Far]
  It's completely dark over there.
  [Near]
  It's completely dark over there.
  
  You think:
       "I could get up there."
  
  You think:
       "If this is his apartment there should be food somewhere."
  
  Flatly, while looking from a human Allanaki soldier, to a human Allanaki soldier before back to you, the robust, black-bearded templar says to you, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "Three..."
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard's eyebrows slant.
  
  You speed up to a fast run.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard lets out a howl as he tries to charge past the robust, black-bearded templar.
  
  You think:
       "I need to get out!"
  
  You go up.
  
  Darkness
     Total darkness surrounds you, preventing you from seeing anything
  at all.  You have trouble telling where to put your feet when you walk.
  
  You go up.
  
  You stumble around in the darkness and lose your bearings.
  Darkness
     Total darkness surrounds you, preventing you from seeing anything
  at all.  You have trouble telling where to put your feet when you walk.
  
  You go up.
  
  Stonework Building [SU]
     This small stonework building is simple in design and function.  Set
  into the stonework of the meticulously kept northern wall is a large jade
  cross on an obsidian field.  A large, oval rug sprawls out in the center of
  the floor.  A sturdy door in the south wall provides the only other entrance
  to this building.  A large, semi-circular desk rests beneath the jade cross
  on the northern wall.  A split staircase ascends up from this foyer on both
  the eastern and western walls, meeting at the center, high above the jade
  cross.  
  A diminutive, white-robed templar sits at a semi-circular desk.
  
  Visible exits:
  Up    - A Well-Lit Stairwell
  Down  - Darkness
  South - A closed door
  
  You shout in sirihish:
       "Aggh!"
  
  Up above is a Well-Lit Stairwell.
  [Very far]
  Nothing.
  [Far]
  Nothing.
  [Near]
  Nothing.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar has arrived from below.
  A human Allanaki soldier has arrived from below.
  A human Allanaki soldier has arrived from below.
  
  You attempt to flee.
  
  Darkness
     Total darkness surrounds you, preventing you from seeing anything
  at all.  You have trouble telling where to put your feet when you walk.
  You flee, heading down.
  
  The area is filled with a green light.
  The robust, black-bearded templar has arrived from above.
  A human Allanaki soldier has arrived from above.
  A human Allanaki soldier has arrived from above.
  
  You think:
       "Oh no... oh no."
  
  You exclaim, in sirihish:
       "I just need food!"
  
  Climbing The Ladder [UD]
  A sturdy wooden ladder provides a means to navigate this stonework
  tunnel.  Above, a heavy trapdoor prevents movement in that direction, while
  below the tunnel continues into darkness.
  A human soldier of Tektolnes stands guard here.
  The robust, black-bearded templar watches over the entrance of the square.
  A human soldier of Tektolnes stands guard here.
  
  Flatly, the robust, black-bearded templar says to a human Allanaki soldier, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "Kill that fool."
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard leers up at the robust, black-bearded templar.
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar gives a human Allanaki soldier an order.
  A human Allanaki soldier nods firmly and steps towards you, both blades beginning to lift.
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard clogs up the tunnel with his bulk and gets jammed on a rung of the ladder.
  
  Stuck helplessly in the ladder rungs, you exclaim to a human Allanaki soldier, in sirihish:
       "Don't do it!"
  
  The half-giant with a big red beard works frantically to get his leg out of the ladder.
  
  You think:
       "Grab the templar!"
  
  Pressing himself against the tunnel wall, you exclaim, in sirihish:
       "Ragghh!"
  
  You subdue the robust, black-bearded templar.
  You're now wanted!
  
  Calling down to the soldier below him on the ladder, the robust, black-bearded templar says, in southern-accented sirihish:
       "I'm waiting, Soldier. Free that fool, permanantly."
  
  The robust, black-bearded templar gives a human Allanaki soldier an order.
  A human Allanaki soldier slashes you very hard on your arm.
  
  
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  You are Rebgar.
  Keywords: half-giant with a big red beard
  Sdesc: the half-giant with a big red beard
  Objective:
  Long Description:
  Code Generated Long Description.
  You are 36 years, 0 months, and 15 days old,
   which by your race and appearance is adult.
  You are 155 inches tall, and weigh 90...
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