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"Rivalry, inconvenience, blood feud, it's all the same I suppose", he says beatifically, "It is no matter. Even the Pirates all come around in the end. They will all serve my Lady Umbarlee someday, when they go down at last and forever into her watery bosom. Lockean is only concerned ...

"Yes, Mother of the Drown" says Father Cygnus cheerfully. "She welcomes all who breathe!" He picks up his cup of steaming tea, and holds it in front of his lips. Then he abruptly sucks a large gulp of the tea into his lungs, holds it for a few bug-eyed seconds, and then coughs it...

Normin Silva takes the pen. "Don't sign it, Silva!" croaks Elsinore, opening her eyes. "You don't know what it is." Normin wins, Elsinore loses "I'm uncomfortable with this" says Silva, "but I am doing it. Elsinore, you are in no shaped to be moved again so soon.&...

Haha! That is beautiful! :)

Father Cygnus looks for a moment like he is trying to decide whether or not to be offended, then he seems to come to the conclusion that Hyne is just honestly asking. "Come, sit." he says, gesturing to a wooden chair. "Do you want any tea?" He waves in the direction of a small ch...

At the mention of the impaled heart symbol, Father Cygnus immediately grimmaces, but he remains kind and friendly as he explains; "You mean the Icon of Lockean, god of Pirates. You might say that his domain, and the domain of my Lady Umbarlee... overlap, thus making them rivals." Then chee...

"Oh! Hello there, young man!" The bald cleric puts down his book and his tea, and slowly lifts himself out of the soft chair to shuffle over to the door. He doesn't come all the way into the chapel, seeming keen to stay close to his warm fireplace. "I'm sorry I didn't see you come in!...

After a little while, a fat man with a shiny bald head walks into view in the left door. He is holding a cup of tea, and heading for the soft chair by the fire. He doesn't seem to notice Hyne. He sits, and wiggles his ample butt to get comfortable. He stirs his tea, breathes the steam, and does not ...

The door opens into a small chapel. The crashing-waves holy symbol is depicted on a tapestry behind the altar. There are a small number of pews. It doesn't look like this temple is equipped for large masses of worshipers, just small groups of a dozen or so max. There are a few candles burning on ped...

Well, that is strange! "set hero picture" should work even when mounting a vehicle. One thing I notice about your script, is that all those "wait for hero" commands are doing absolutely nothing. Those only wait for hero walkabout movement on the map. They are never needed for any...

Having reached the altar safely, Catt raises her hands up high over her head and invokes a prayer to the gods or goddesses of this place; "If this is the temple of a good god, I beseech thee! Help us humble adventurers! Lend us aid, and guide us to find our lost friends, the Tuggler brothers&qu...

Hyne knocks, but there is no immediate response.

He can hear faint noises inside.

He notices that one half of the double-doors is slightly ajar. On the stone above the door is the inscription;

"ALL YE WHO BREATHE ARE WELCOMED INTO HER OPEN ARMS"

"Well, if you see Father Cygnus when you go to the Temple, tell him the axe is his for the taking if he wants to come over here and pick it up."

The blacksmiths shrugs, looking mildly disappointed. "Pay 200 gold for an identify spell on an axe that I can't sell for 1 gold? No thank you!"

Then he laughs. "Maybe it IS unlucky! I've certainly lost money on it already."

4gp - Hand Axe - 1d6 slashing - Light, thrown (range 20/60) (-1 to hit target when thrown due to poor balance) 2gp - Dagger - 1d4 piercing - Finesse, light, thrown (range 20/60) The blacksmith sighs. He stops trying to wrap up the black axe together with your purchase. "I'll level with you.&qu...