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Muff Doesnt die

Abusing lame triggers!

Willie tells you 'muff has some kinda entering the game trigger!'
You tell Willie 'hrmm lemme check it out'

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watch muff
You now watch Muff.

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Oofta utters the words, 'spectral sight'.

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emote has entered the game
*Qwine has entered the game

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emote has entered the game.
*Qwine has entered the game.

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l
The Halls of Rage Quitters
    The stench of sweat and grime hits you like a charging remorhaz as
you enter the room. Not surprising, given how active your clan has been
lately. It seems like they have single handedly rid Krynn of the last of
the dragons and pulled down all the strongholds of the greatest lords and
leaders. Yet somehow more pop up each day and your Clan fights on to
bring order and domination to the world. The bright fireplace warms the
room and provides the light for you to see your way to the bar and check
in desk. Several waiters and waitresses bustle too and fro, bringing the
much needed ale and sustenance to the worn out heroes. A bell hop stands
by the check in desk, ready to stow your gear. The concierge stands by,
ready to collect your Clan contribution before you head upstairs to your
room and rest.
A large waterskin is lying here. [6]
A faint blue aura radiates from the walls.
<RQ> Vici Tox, Kennelmaster is standing here.
<PZC> Willie Wax, PZC Corpse Machine is standing here. (flying) (invisible)
A mercury golem, Janx, stands here, its body incessantly flowing.
<RQ> Oofta Agony is standing here. (flying) (invisible)
. . . emits an eerie glow.
You sense a life form.
The stronghold's innkeeper is standing here, giving you a suspicious look.

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Tic in 10 Sec

Oofta smiles as he finishes his meditation.
Your studies complete, you close your spellbook with a smile.
You mind's eye blinks and clears.
The upswell of power fades.
Potency Down
The spheres around you blink out of existance.
Spheres down

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say ;die;
You say ';die;'

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emote ;quit; has entered the game.
*Qwine ;quit; has entered the game.

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Muff has left the game.
You stop watching Muff.

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take all corpse
What are you trying to get from?

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take all
You get a sunburst engraved longsword.
You get a reddened steel battle-axe.
You get sash of the red thorn.
You get an elven cloak.
You get a pair of skin tight green pants.
You get a bronze sun medallion.
You get a shiny dwarven ring.
You get a mood ring.
You get a plain component pouch.
You get a small wooden chest.
You get a colorful scroll.
You get a colorful scroll.
You get a firefly-filled jar.
You get a sprinkle of saffron.
You get an iron trident.
You get a short iron bar.
Chest : You can't carry that much weight.
Pack : You can't carry that much weight.
You get a large waterskin.
Waterskin : You can't carry that much weight.
You get a large waterskin.
Waterskin : You can't carry that much weight.
You get a large waterskin.
Waterskin : You can't carry that much weight.
You can't seem to get the clan wards.

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cheer
You give a resounding cheer.

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l
The Halls of Rage Quitters
    The stench of sweat and grime hits you like a charging remorhaz as
you enter the room. Not surprising, given how active your clan has been
lately. It seems like they have single handedly rid Krynn of the last of
the dragons and pulled down all the strongholds of the greatest lords and
leaders. Yet somehow more pop up each day and your Clan fights on to
bring order and domination to the world. The bright fireplace warms the
room and provides the light for you to see your way to the bar and check
in desk. Several waiters and waitresses bustle too and fro, bringing the
much needed ale and sustenance to the worn out heroes. A bell hop stands
by the check in desk, ready to stow your gear. The concierge stands by,
ready to collect your Clan contribution before you head upstairs to your
room and rest.
A small wooden chest rests here.
A ruddy little backpack sits here...it glows blue
A large waterskin is lying here. [3]
A faint blue aura radiates from the walls.
<RQ> Vici Tox, Kennelmaster is standing here.
<PZC> Willie Wax, PZC Corpse Machine is standing here. (flying) (invisible)
A mercury golem, Janx, stands here, its body incessantly flowing.
<RQ> Oofta Agony is standing here. (flying) (invisible)
. . . emits an eerie glow.
The stronghold's innkeeper is standing here, giving you a suspicious look.

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Willie gets a small wooden chest.
Willie gets a dwarven miner's pack.
Willie gets a large waterskin.

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Oofta says 'rofl'

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