------------         From our perspective        --------------


You say swiftly in Common: That's a deathtrap to go there now.

Tri raises her eyebrow.
You say swiftly in Common: With Cemoch running loose.

>Adan shakes his head in disagreement.
Adan hisses in Common: we would die izss
Adan hisses in Common: wisout Cemoch
Adan hisses in Common: very big two trollzss izss

Tri quietly babbles in Common: oh, the orb
Tri quietly babbles in Common: that thing
Tri quietly babbles in Common: in the valley

You say swiftly in Common: We 'could' do it.
>Adan hisses in Common: maybe se sree of uzss
>Adan hisses in Common: zssince two people cure could izss

Adan hisses in Common: me not azss weak azss wazss
Adan hisses in Common: zsstill little
You agree.

Tri quietly babbles in Common: but who would get it?
You say swiftly in Common: Adan I suppose.
You say swiftly in Common: I am no use anyway.

Adan peers intently at you.
Adan hisses in Common: You much uzsse izss
Adan hisses in Common: Keep Adan alive
Adan hisses in Common: teachezss Adan many singzss
Adan grins.
Adan scribbles A-D-A-N-A-T-H in the ground with a clawed finger.

Tri tells you in Common: You're more useful then I am. Hey, you
taught him how to write his name.

You tell Adan in Common: Right, teaching you to write doesn't give
me competence to fight Cemoch, sadly.

You say swiftly in Common: Maybe I could defeat him in scrabble.
>Adan laughs.
Tri ponders the situation.

Adan tells you in Common: You no monzsster tank izss.
You laugh.

>Tri quietly babbles in Common: might have trouble there
You tell Tri in Common: Oh, yeah?
You poke Tri in the ribs.

>Tri tells you in Common: Yeah...He'd pick up his sword and
impale your heart out if you got a word bigger than 4 letters.
Tri grins slightly at you.
You laugh.




------------         From their perspective        --------------


You tell Cemoch in Common: Well, maybe we should discuss something,
if you want to talk to get your point across we sure can do it.

You say swiftly in Common: But it's you who insist on waring, if one
fights, he does things to win the fight, no?

Cemoch says in Common: I don't talk to the like of yours. The only
language you understand is violence.
Cemoch looks at you.

Cemoch says in Common: And I am sure your father is one of the
humans who sold himself to Asral, half-blood.

You say swiftly in Common: That's exactly what we think of you. Weren't
you the one who attacked me?

Cemoch throws a plain mithril dagger through the exit southup.
Cemoch says in Common: Go fetch, like a good bitch.

Cemoch is a philosophical lean male human.
The skin on the back of his neck is covered with the tattoo of a crowned
skull.
He has scars on his nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek.
He has red eyes.
He has long white hair and a normal long white beard.
He is tall and lean for a human.
He looks fine.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
His entire face has been covered with a chalky, white paint, only interrupted
by a wide black line across his eyes.
He is wearing a blood-red leather-mail, a left blood-red gauntlet, a left
blood-red thigh-high boot, a pair of blood-red leather greaves, two platinum
bracelets, a right blood-red gauntlet, a right blood-red thigh-high boot, a
small golden amulet and a wide leather belt (with one scabbard attached to
it).

You say swiftly in Common: I care not for it.
You say swiftly in Common: And you may insult me, you know me.
You say swiftly in Common: You may even find reasons to insult me.
>Cemoch says in Common: Your choice. Anything else you are interested
in aquiring?

You say swiftly in Common: But do not insult my family.


You say swiftly in Common: Yes.
>Cemoch says in Common: A human who spaws half-bloods with inferior
races deserves my scorn.
A cold wind blows strongly from the north.

You say swiftly in Common: You're prejudiced. Didn't you accept
Alamar?
>Cemoch says in Common: Alamar tries to better himself.

You say swiftly in Common: How?
>Cemoch says in Common: By not being like you.

Cemoch looks at the banner.

You say swiftly in Common: He's an arrogant, blind and stubborn person,
he might lick your feet now and you may like it. But you'll come to realize
it.

You tell Cemoch in Common: You accept traitors. Because you care
nothing for the people, you simply use them.
>Cemoch says in Common: That's exactly what he said about you and
your friends. Except the part about you licking my feet.

You say swiftly in Common: That doesn't matter. Assuming you are
capable of more than simple violence, what is the point of it all? From your
side?
>Cemoch asks in Common: So what is it you are still interested
in?

You say swiftly in Common: You have land in Asador, from the smell of
the city it's patently obvious you can not manage it. So why to strive for
more?

>Cemoch says in Common: My goals, my dear, are unknown to you, and I
know that bugs you mightily. But see, what you don't know, you can't
prevent.

You say swiftly in Common: Maybe you don't know that you'd like to
prevent it yourself.

You say swiftly in Common: Maybe you don't get what you're trying to do
and what consequences it will have.
>The black banners wave in the wind.
Cemoch says in Common: Oh, I am sure that we want exactly what we
work for.

You say swiftly in Common: If it makes so much sense, why don't you
spread the happy news across the world?
>Cemoch says in Common: But look at yourself, half-blood. You don't
seem too popular recently. Event the seer sold you out today and told me
exactly where you are. And no one came to help you.

Cemoch is a philosophical lean male human.
The skin on the back of his neck is covered with the tattoo of a crowned
skull.
He has scars on his nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek.
He has red eyes.
He has long white hair and a normal long white beard.
He is tall and lean for a human.
He looks fine.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
His entire face has been covered with a chalky, white paint, only interrupted
by a wide black line across his eyes.
He is wearing a blood-red leather-mail, a left blood-red gauntlet, a left
blood-red thigh-high boot, a pair of blood-red leather greaves, two platinum
bracelets, a right blood-red gauntlet, a right blood-red thigh-high boot, a
small golden amulet and a wide leather belt (with one scabbard attached to
it).
>Cemoch says in Common: Because I am also sure that you surely don't
want what we want.
You say swiftly in Common: How can you know that?
>   A beam of sunshine breaks through the clouds. A slight wind blows
   from the northeast.
You tell Cemoch[-] in Common: Even if I am all alone, I'll still try to
do what I believe I should. I might be wrong, but you might be wrong as
well, but until I believe..

You shake your head in disagreement.

You say swiftly in Common: Even the seer? She's greedy and cowardly. It
is not surprising at all.


>The black banners wave in the wind.
Cemoch says in Common: How I can know that? Because the accused does
not like the judgement which makes him pay for the sins he commited. And
darling, between us two, you're the sinner.

You say swiftly in Common: Maybe making those general statements lets
you seem myserious, but they sure as hell are not informative enough to let
anyone see their wrongs. How did I sin?
>Cemoch says in Common: Now, let us come to an end. I know you hope I
will reveal to you information you might be able to use, but I was already
old when your father created a bastard, so you won't trick me.

Dusk has fallen over the land.

Cemoch says in Common: What else did you want to have back?

   A beam of sunshine breaks through the clouds. A slight wind blows
   from the northeast.
You say swiftly in Common: It's sad you're so suspicious, but that
comes with constantly cheating people I assume. You are just unable to
trust.

>Cemoch says in Common: And I don't want you to see your "wrongs".
You are beyond rescue, so I won't waste my breath on you.

You say swiftly in Common: I don't suppose you would tell me what I
would want back and I know of nothing that you may have and I would want.
Nothing at all.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask gracefully enters from
northwestdown.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask sings in Quenya: The beauty of all things doth appear.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask smirks.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask sings in Quenya: And now you are young and all in your prosperity,
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask sings in Quenya: Come cheer up your hearts and revive like the spring
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask sings in Quenya: Join off in pairs like the birds in February
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask says in Common: Hello
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask stops singing.
Cemoch grins at the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask bows to Cemoch.

You say swiftly in Common: Oh, how jolly.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks at you.

 The walls of this gorge rise nearly vertically sixty feet into the air to
 the east and west. The bottom slopes down steeply from the south to the
 north, where the climate seems to become colder.
 Someone has put up a new-looking border stone, flanked by two black
 banners.
There are six obvious exits: northdown, northeastdown, southeastup,
southup, southwestup, northwestdown.
A beautiful gigantic pine tree.
A grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask and Cemoch.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells Cemoch in Common: How
disgusting... talking with this.....
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks at you.

Grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask.
She has scars on her nose, left cheek and right cheek.
She is of normal height and lean for a darkelf.
She looks pretty.
She is slightly hurt.
She is alert.
She is wearing a blood-red leather mask, a blood-red leather-mail, a large
leather backpack, a left blood-red gauntlet, a left blood-red thigh-high
boot, a midnight-black sari, a pair of blood-red leather greaves, a platinum
bracelet, a right blood-red gauntlet and a right blood-red thigh-high boot.
>Cemoch tells the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: I
burnt her clothes today. Not a bad body for a half-blood.

You say swiftly in Common: You may as well speak to me when I am
here.
>The black banners wave in the wind.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells Cemoch in Common:
Wanted to watch her naked? You are losing taste.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks at you.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask joins Cemoch's team.

 The walls of this gorge rise nearly vertically sixty feet into the air to
 the east and west. The bottom slopes down steeply from the south to the
 north, where the climate seems to become colder.
 Someone has put up a new-looking border stone, flanked by two black
 banners.
There are six obvious exits: northdown, northeastdown, southeastup,
southup, southwestup, northwestdown.
A beautiful gigantic pine tree.
A grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask and Cemoch.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: Oh, I
could.
Cemoch tells the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: You
haven't been around for a while. I'm a man, after all.

A grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask and Cemoch.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells Cemoch in Common:
Wait then some time more. like years.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask grins slightly.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: But I
dont like to lose my words away.

You agree.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask nods slightly.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks at you.

You tell Cemoch in Common: You didn't give me what I came for, did
you?
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask says in Common: So...
Cemoch tells you in Common: If you are no longer interested in
your other former belongings, I'll sell it now.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask asks Cemoch in Common: cant
I impale her then?
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask twinkles her eyes
slightly.

You say swiftly in Common: They have a personal value to me, and I
would appreciate if you could hand them back to me.

You say swiftly in Common: Instead of throw away, this showoff isn't
stylish.

>Cemoch asks in Common: How should I know what you're interested
in? Am I all-knowing?
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks southup.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask asks Cemoch in Common:
anymore puppies around?
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask wields a twohander in her right
hand and left hand.
Cemoch tells the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: You
can eat her heart another time. She was sacrificed recently by Jezz.

The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask swings her twohanded swiftly
around.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask says in Common: I wanna check
if this is balanced yet.

You tell Cemoch in Common: I want the things with green gems
attached to them.
>Cemoch looks at the golden bracelet.
Cemoch looks at the platinum bracelet.
Cemoch looks at the platinum bracelet.
Cemoch looks at the platinum bracelet.
Cemoch says in Common: They are called "bracelets".
Cemoch says in Common: but "things with green gems" work too.

You tell the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: You should
be able to feel it with just holding by now.
>Cemoch says in Common: What are you offering?

You say swiftly in Common: Well, I wasn't sure if all were the ones I
wanted.
>The black banners wave in the wind.

You tell Cemoch in Common: I just gave you the blade.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: It
itsnt the same when cutting flesh and bones.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: I
like to tune it helped by the screams and crunchs.

Cemoch says in Common: And I gave you a mithril dagger.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: Its
like... a song of pain and blood.

You tell Cemoch in Common: You did not 'give' it to me.
You say swiftly in Common: You threw it away.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask frowns.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks at the book small languages
overview.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask unwields a twohander.

You tell the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: I was
always told elves enjoy music.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask says in Common: bah.
Cemoch says in Common: I told you to fetch it. Not my problem if
you're disobedient. Especially while being on Asador's land.

Cemoch is a philosophical lean male human.
The skin on the back of his neck is covered with the tattoo of a crowned
skull.
He has scars on his nose, forehead, left cheek and right cheek.
He has red eyes.
He has long white hair and a normal long white beard.
He is tall and lean for a human.
He looks fine.
He is in good shape.
He is extremely alert.
His entire face has been covered with a chalky, white paint, only interrupted
by a wide black line across his eyes.
He is wearing a blood-red leather-mail, a left blood-red gauntlet, a left
blood-red thigh-high boot, a pair of blood-red leather greaves, two platinum
bracelets, a right blood-red gauntlet, a right blood-red thigh-high boot, a
small golden amulet and a wide leather belt (with one scabbard attached to
it).

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: Oh,
my music taste improved when I picked the right path.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask looks southup.
Cemoch says in Common: But I am generous. Get me the dagger and I
will give you a bracelet in return.

Night falls over the land.

The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask ponders the situation.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask starts to sneak southup.
You notice the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask sneaking out southup.

You say swiftly in Common: You're both being rather rude. I suppose
hoping for more from you was a mistake..

As you look southup you see:
The outskirts of an evergreen forest.
You can see the shape of one medium humanoid creature.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask gracefully enters from southup.

>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask gives a plain mithril dagger to
Cemoch.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask says in Common: this?
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask ponders the situation.
   Some clouds draft over the stars and moon on this summer night A
   slight wind blows from the northeast.

You tell the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: At least
you learnt to listen to him.

>Cemoch tells the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common:
Yes, but it wasn't you who was supposed to get it.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask tells you in Common: I
thought you had it.
Cemoch throws a plain mithril dagger through the exit southup.

Cemoch tells the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: I
am teaching her to fetch like a good bitch.

You tell the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask in Common: No bones
today, that's what he means.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask wields a twohander in her right
hand and left hand.

You changed your fighting mood.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask charges forward and rams
her elbow and shoulder into your torso with force.
The hit lifts you off your feet and makes you fall down to the
ground.


You twist your body and slam the heels of your hands against the ground
launching yourself to your feet.
>
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask thrusts her twohander at your
torso, but you dodge her attack.

You are physically slightly hurt and mentally slightly degraded.
You are extremely alert.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask rams her knee violently
into your right leg.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask studies you carefully.

You start to make the gestures for the 'smite evil' miracle.
>The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask hits you with a hard kick
and hurts you moderately, without using lethal force.

The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask studies you carefully.
You are physically not feeling very well and mentally slightly degraded.
You are extremely alert.
>
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask swings her twohander at
your abdomen, slashes through your chainmail and hurts you, without using
lethal force.
Cemoch sits down to rest a while.

The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask studies you carefully.
Your deity grants you the power of 'smite evil'.
You point at the grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask and release your
righteous wrath on her, hitting her body with a bolt of quivering
energy.
The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask screams loudly!

Damned! Your enemy is fast and blocks your way.
Try again!

The grisly darkelf with a blood-red mask uses a gap in your defense and
tries to smash her head into your face, but you avoid her attempt.
You travel a long distance southup.
It's Night.
 You are walking along a bare, windblown mountain ridge. The path climbs up
 the slope of the ridge to the west, and begins to level off to the east.
 The air here is bitterly cold, and a sprinkling of snow covers the ground.
 To the south is the edge of a thick evergreen forest, while to the north is
 a jumble of treacherous looking rocks, Looking northwards, you see a tundra
 stretching off into the distance. Next to the rocks you can see a derelict
 wooden hut.
There are six obvious exits: northdown, east, southeast, south,
southwest, west.