#AREADATA
Name Drunken Zealot(Finn's House)~
Builders sadin~
VNUMs 100991 101019
Credits Sadin~
Security 1
LevelRange 30 91
ResetMessage The barmaid yells, '{MLast call! . . . Just kidding.{x'~
Flags closed noquest playerhouse~
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#MOBILES
#100991
prufrock gnome~
Prufrock~
A middle-aged gnome, is pacing here, deciding whether do go inside.
~
A middle-aged gnome is here in a morning coat, his collar mounted firmly
to the chin. His necktie is rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin.
But how his arms and legs are thin. A bald spot is in the middle of his
hair. Oh, how his hair is growing thin.
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gnome~
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60 60 230d60+0 300d10+85 20d3+35 none
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0 0 0 0
stand stand male 0
0 0 large flesh~
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#100992
grushlok orc large bouncer~
Grushlok~
A grisly bouncer is here, with his arms folded over his rippling chest.
~
Huge muscles are the only armor this bouncer needs. He isn't dressed in
much more, just dark breeches and a white muscle shirt. At least you think
it used to be white. His arms, more like branches of a gigantic tree, are
folded across his green chest, resting on his black chest hair. Flies buzz
around his head, and keep landing on his shoulders, right above a strange
scar. He doesn't seem impressed or pleased with your arrival.
~
orc~
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CEFJKW AB 0 0
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F vul N
#100993
kirstili centaur~
Kirstili~
A centaur draped in beads and painted in tattoos is waiting to be let in.
~
Covered with mystic runes and holy tattoos, this centaur awaits entrance
to the pub. She's fidgeting back and forth, swinging her tail, and brushing
away flies. Around each hoof, she wears beads made of rock, polished stone
and teeth of various kinds. Her face is painted with the spiritual glyphs
only a shaman is allowed to wear.
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centaur~
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#100994
old-timer old timer dwarf~
An old-timer~
An old-timer peers into his drink, looking for solace.
~
An old dwarf is here in ancient battle armor from before the Goblin War.
The leather straps look brittle, and the breastplate, though tarnished to a
smoke black, is obviously of exquisite craftsmanship. The old-timer hardly
gives you more than a nod of recognition before turning back to his mead.
You get the strong impression he's suffering from a great loss, one not even
a God could console.
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dwarf~
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DEFKW 0 0 0
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#100995
braggart mercenary cat felar~
a felar thief~
A boisterous mercenary is here holding court, bragging of his adventures.
~
In mis-matched armor --scale mail breastplate, plate mail greaves,
studded leather boots-- this sword for hire is wielding some unbelievable
tales. His greasy calico fur is singed on his shoulder, and his left ear is
completely bald. If half of what he says is true then you're surprised he
isn't dead, even if he is a cat. He doesn't seem to get out much anymore
though. His stomach is the size of a troll's head, and reveals his
addiction to the Drunken Zealot's house special. All the while he's
spinning his yarn he's always keeping a lustful eye on the barmaid.
~
felar~
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#100996
regular adventurer drow patron~
a regular~
A regular patron is here, quaffing a stone mug of the house special.
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A fellow adventurer is here relaxing after a hard day of traveling all
over the realm doing odd jobs for Questus.
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dark-elf~
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75 75 315d75+0 375d10+85 25d3+42 none
-41 -41 -41 -25
JN 0 0 0
stand stand either 0
0 0 medium flesh~
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#100997
regular adventurer patron frost giant~
a regular~
A regular patron is here, quaffing a stone mug of the house special.
~
A fellow adventurer is here relaxing after a hard day of traveling all
over the realm doing odd jobs for Questus.
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frost giant~
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#100998
convert arial~
a convert~
A convert is handing out leaflets with great enthusiasm.
~
Dressed in the wrinkled flowing robes of a wizard, this arial is beaming
with the over-enthusiastic zeal of a recent convert. You're not exactly
sure what he's a convert to, but you notice a burned out symbol that used to
bare a striking resemblance to the {YMark of the Adept{x. Perhaps reading the
leaflet would help you find out more.
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arial~
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#100999
kuulah minotaur guard~
Kuulah~
The {Dsilhouette{x of a handsome {mminotaur{x stands sentry in the doorway.
~
You can barely make out more than her shape, which is incredibly lithe
for a minotaur. Lithe but rippled with toned muscles that bind with every
motion she makes. Her skin is smooth except for an ugly scar on her
shoulder that looks like some rite of initiation and seems familiar. You
can't make out any of the rest of her features because of the poor light.
But you gather she's very discriminating in whom she lets pass.
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minotaur~
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EFJK 0 0 0
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#101000
divine sentry spirit guard~
a divine sentry spirit~
A divine sentry spirit hovers here motionless.
~
There isn't much to look at. The spirit is a wispy vapor of smoke that
mingles and blends with smoke in the room. If anything there's more a smell
and temperature impression you feel from the spirit. It's cooler than the
rest of the room and it gives off a, well, a hickory scent.
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ghost~
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#101001
dealer half-elf elf~
The dealer~
A pretty half-elf dealing cards for a high stake game.
~
The half-elf has been blessed with all the good features of her parents.
Her high cheekbones accentuate her full lips. You can't see her eyes
because the brim of the banker's cap is shading them. This allows her to
easily spot cheats at the table. The stakes of the game look as high as she
looks serious. You probably shouldn't try to con her.
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half-elf~
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#101002
hurnifal rockseer priest barbarian~
Hurnifal~
A retired {yBarbarian{x priest is trying to pay off his debts.
~
This venerable old rockseer has fallen on hard time. His luck's run out
long ago, and yet he keeps asking the dealer for another hand. Now he's
so deep in debt that he's offering his prayers for tips. For {Wten silver{x
he'll summon you up a {mmushroom{x to fill your tummy. For {Yone gold{x he'll ask
his god for a {Mmystical{x {cspring{x to gush forth from the ground so you can
quench your thirst.
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rockseer~
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#101003
bogdin thief githyanki~
Bogdin~
A thief is here making off with the payroll.
~
This thief has snuck into Finn's office and is making off with the
payroll. He looks very familiar with this place, almost at home. No wonder
the Drunken Zealot is in the red.
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githyanki~
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#OBJECTS
#100991
keg special brew finn~
Finn's {rspecial {Dbrew{x~
A tapped keg lodged in the wall, marked "Finn's {rspecial {Dbrew{x".~
wood~
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fountain CIRY 0
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keg~
Take a swig, or fill yer favorite container here.
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#ROOMS
#100991
{YY{we{Yll{wo{Yw {wFogged{W Alley{x~
The evening is spread out against the sky in this half-deserted street.
A yellow fog rubs its back upon the window-panes of the ramshackle building
up a head. A flittering slow glow of someone moving in front of lantern
light casts on the damp ground. The mood is inviting, but somehow
lonely . . . Until you hear the full belly chuckle of a boisterous dwarf
finishing a long-winded joke.
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#100992
Entrance to the {rDrunken {DZealot{x~
{GS{go{Gd{x on the roof hangs over a low wooden doorway reinforced by {Ci{cr{Co{cn{x
braces. A pair of l{Ya{xnter{Yn{xs hung on either side of the entrance are covered
with so much {Dsoot{x from using cheap oil that you're not sure if they are even
lit or not. A cacophony from behind the door sounds like someone toasting
an old battle victory, or at least a braggart. The door is ajar and looks
welcoming enough, but you get the feeling you should {rwatch yourself{x inside.
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#100993
Inside the {rDrunken {DZealot{x~
You wait for your eyes to adjust to the light in the pub. You get the
impression that you're {yunderground{x. The walls are thick {Dstone{x, masoned by a
true journeyman. But the ceiling is a little low for your tastes. Light
shines a warm orange glow over the sawdust floor, and gives a homey feel to
the place. The air is musty and smells of mead and body-odor. Some
murmuring off to your right has others howling in laughter, maybe you should
check it out.
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#100994
An Empty Table~
This table is empty, and doesn't look like it's been used much at all.
The corners are still sharp, and the there are few stains on the top.
Apparently, no one wants to sit by the door. Maybe it's too far from the
bar. Of course, it could also be that the barmaid doesn't cross this spot
on her way to the kitchen.
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#100995
A Hallway Near The Kitchen~
You think about just standing here for a while. It's the only place in
the whole pub that doesn't smell like mead and sweat. Instead has the
fragrance of a home-cooked meal, something you haven't tasted in quite some
time. The door to the east must lead to the kitchen.
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#100996
A Table Close to the Bar~
This table looks like a prime location. You can keep an eye on the door,
and it's close enough to the bar to lean over and ask the bartender for
another without straining your neck. The table is well used, with rounded
corners from people trying to hang on after one too many. Beer stains and
waters stains coat the top in an interesting mosaic of circles and spills.
The top's a bit sticky and could use a good wipe down. You could wait for
the barmaid here. To the south is a darkened corner of the pub.
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#100997
An Old-timer's Nook~
This corner of the pub is hardly a clean, well-lighted place. Well, it
is clean, strangely so. Almost as if this spot is given special care. But
the lantern in the corner is low on oil and the wick is a billowing stream
of black smoke. The light is warm, but flickering terribly. It doesn't
seem to be bothering the patron here. The barmaid has an uncanny ability to
arrive here only when there's a drink to be poured, and never an empty glass
is seen.
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#100998
A Table of Regulars~
Gathered around a table that's been re-enforced with iron brackets along
the top and buttressed underneath, is a gaggle of regulars who seem all too
at home here. Each has a {ym{Du{yg{x at hand, and often another nearby incase the
barmaid doesn't swing by. The air is thick with {yme{Ya{yd{x and {Rsw{rea{Rt{x. The stench
is so strong your nose curls up. All the patrons bend their ears to a stout
felar sporting a potbelly larger than a {gt{Dro{gll{x's head. He's reveling in old
glory, bragging about mercenary work in far lands, and quests for arcane
trinkets. You're not sure everyone really believes the yarn he's spinning,
but they sure are enjoying it.
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#100999
The Draft Room~
Kegs of mead, go-juice, and the house special line the walls of this cool
room. They're only stacked so high that even a dwarf can reach the top
keg's tap and pour himself a fresh one. One of the keg's is especially
popular with the patrons.
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#101000
Brewery Room~
Tubs fill the room, hosting an array of fermenting mashes inside. Sacks
in the corner are marked for hops, barely, wheat, yeast, and oats. There
are a few kegs of honey for mead in the back of the room. And in the other
corner there looks like what could be a half assembled still. Maybe the
owner is planning on branching out into the hard stuff.
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#101001
A Table Near The Kitchen~
You can see, or rather smell, why this is a favored table of the pubs
patrons. From the east, across the hallway, the sweet perfume of whatever's
in the oven comes here to linger. It even covers up the usual acrid smell
of a hard day's work. The table itself is bright oak, making it seem a
little out of place compared to the other days. You get the impression it
is a recent addition. And one of the patrons confirms that it is the
replacement for one smashed in a bar brawl.
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#101002
The Convert's Corner~
This table has been taken over. Taken over by papers, fliers, and
{Wparchment{x. Someone has made this table his office. And you'd guess that
someone is the arial sitting at the table, with a spritzer in hand. You
notice the other patrons steer clear of this table when they walk by, as if
passing too close will encourage the arial to lurch out of his chair and
bind the passerby in a tangle of conversation. You'd best try to sneak on
by.
~
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#101003
{RMom's {WKitchen{x~
When you walk into this room you're not so much transported into a
kitchen, but back in time, to your youth, when your mom used to cook your
breakfast, lunch and dinner. The smells of home cooking leave you homesick.
There just isn't anything like something cooked with lots of {Rl{ro{Rve{x. There's
a {ystew{x on the {rf{Yi{Rr{re{x, and a {yp{bi{ye{x tucked away in the stone oven, you're sure of
it.
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#101004
Foreboding Hallway~
Unlike the rest of the pub, this hallway has an {Dunwelcoming{x feeling to
it. The stones and mortar in the walls are slate {Dgrey{x, and the light is
considerably dimmer here. The ruckus of the rest of the pub barely reaches
your ears, yet only a few rooms away. Up ahead you see an ominous figure
{Ds{Wi{Dlhouetted{x by a {Ylantern{x in the room behind. Maybe you should turn back.
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#101005
Entrance to the {yBack {DRoom{x~
This end of the hallway is {Ddark{x, {Dvery dark{x. At first you though
different stone was used, maybe {Dcoal{x brick or obsidian, but then you notice
the black stain is {Dsoot{x. The walls are covered with it, as if a huge {rb{Rl{Wa{Rs{rt{x
engulfed this area. Wooden beams that appear {Dc{yharre{Dd{x on the corners support
the doorway. Just beyond the threshold the warm light of a lantern is cast
on the floor. You can hear some low grumbling voices inside, voices
uttering things like "{rsuicidal king{x," "{rone-eyed Jack{x," and "{rdeal{x". You get
the impression something conspiratorial might be going on beyond the door.
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#101006
The Corridor to the {yBack {DRoom{x~
The air in this corridor is heavy with pipe smoke, making it hard to
breath and causing your eyes to water a bit. You seem far away from he rest
of the pub. The boisterous patrons from the main part of the bar can barely
be heard. The light here is different too. Candles just above the floor
light the walkway, but not much above. This corridor is only shadow above
the waist. You get a distinct uneasy feeling toward the northern end of the
corridor. But off to the east you hear more welcoming sounds.
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#101007
The {yBack {DRoom{x~
The thick pipe smoke from the hall must have come from this room because
most of it is shrouded in a foggy haze. The light is soft in the corners
and the only thing that's lit is a table in the center of the room. The top
of the table has been covered in a mossy green, and someone has chalked
lines on it. At the table is a half-elf with a banker's brim hat, and white
linen sleeves on her arms. There are about 5 chairs at the table, and
benches around the side of the room for people waiting to sit at the table.
People at the table are playing some game. The stakes look too rich for
your blood.
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#101008
A Miner's Hole~
This room isn't much more than a miner's hole. Wooden beams brace from
above the room, but the walls are rock and dirt. Strangely, there are dried
leaves in the corner, and you can feel a cool refreshing breeze coming from
one of the many secret passages here.
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#101009
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This corridor is in the way back of the pub. You don't think you should
be here. It's completely unfurnished, and it looks like no one ever is
allowed back here.
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#101010
The Finn's Office~
Paperwork is stacked up in every corner of this room. Billing receipts,
contracts with brewers, inventory registers, and payroll lists for the
employees. By a quick check of the numbers, it looks like the {rDrunken
{DZealot{x, despite good business, has been in the red for a long time. In
the center of the room an old oak desk, which looks like it was hauled up
from the depths of the Dragon Sea for all the barnacles that cover it's
sides, is cleared off on the top. And it looks like Finn spent last night
sleeping on it.
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#RESETS
D 0 100995 3 1 * A Hallway Near The Kitchen: door to the west: closed
D 0 100998 1 1 * A Table of Regulars: door to the east: closed
D 0 100999 3 1 * The Draft Room: door to the west: closed
D 0 101003 1 1 * {RMom's {WKitchen{x: door to the east: closed
D 0 101006 0 1 * The Corridor to the {yBack {DRoom{x: door to the north: closed
D 0 101007 5 1 * The {yBack {DRoom{x: door to the down: closed
D 0 101008 4 1 * A Miner's Hole: door to the up: closed
D 0 101009 2 1 * : door to the south: closed
M 0 100991 1 100991 1 * Prufrock ({YY{we{Yll{wo{Yw {wFogged{W Alley{x)
M 0 100992 1 100992 1 * Grushlok (Entrance to the {rDrunken {DZealot{x)
M 0 100993 1 100992 1 * Kirstili (Entrance to the {rDrunken {DZealot{x)
M 0 100994 1 100997 1 * An old-timer (An Old-timer's Nook)
M 0 100995 1 100998 1 * a felar thief (A Table of Regulars)
M 0 100996 1 100998 1 * a regular (A Table of Regulars)
M 0 100997 1 100998 1 * a regular (A Table of Regulars)
O 0 100991 0 100999 * Finn's {rspecial {Dbrew{x (The Draft Room)
M 0 100998 1 101002 1 * a convert (The Convert's Corner)
M 0 100999 1 101005 1 * Kuulah (Entrance to the {yBack {DRoom{x)
M 0 101000 1 101006 1 * a divine sentry spirit (The Corridor to the {yBack {DRoom{x)
M 0 101001 1 101007 1 * The dealer (The {yBack {DRoom{x)
M 0 101002 1 101007 1 * Hurnifal (The {yBack {DRoom{x)
M 0 101003 1 101010 1 * Bogdin (The Finn's Office)
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