#AREA        Harpy Landing~



#VERSION     11
#AUTHOR      Fya~
#DERIVATIVES ~
#COLOR       1
#HTOWN       ~
#DESC        ~

#RANGES
75 85 65 100
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#SPELLLIMIT 0
#WEATHERCELL 0 0

#RESETMSG &cA screech from a bird in the distance fills your ears.~

#FLAGS
0

#CURRENCY 0

#HIGHECONOMY 0 0 0 0 0 -1

#LOWECONOMY 0 1249930 0 0 0 -1

#CLANNAME (null)~

#INFLUENCE 0

#MOBILES
#13151
Szkige harpy matriarch~
Szkige, the Harpy Matriarch~
A filthy yet commanding Harpy glares about herself in an imposing manner.
~
Somewhat larger than most Harpies, Szkige is proud and arrogant. Twisted 
scars cover her face in a testament to former battles, often with her own 
kind. Her head and torso are those of a woman, but her nether regions and 
wings are those of some monstrous carrion bird. Her feathers are a dusty 
black. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13152
Gotarsh Harpy bodyguard~
Gotarsh, the Harpy Matriarch's bodyguard~
A powerful Harpy dominates the area with her forceful presence.
~
Resembling a vulture with the head and torso, Gotarsh is arrogant and 
evil. Wattled flesh hangs grotesquely beneath her chin. Her flesh is 
covered in a multitude of scars. Her hair is twisted and tangled, and 
filled with small sticks and bones. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13153
Harpy warrior~
a Harpy warrior~
A Harpy warrior glares around menacingly.
~
A filthy yet strong Harpy warrior watches all that occurs with a 
mistrustful gaze. Her hair is filthy, as is her skin. Scars mark her head 
and torso, and feathers have been torn from her wings. Occasionally, she 
belches loudly. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13154
Harpy adult~
a Harpy adult~
An adult Harpy wanders around aimlessly.
~
Bedraggled feathers droop from this Harpy's wings. Bones and filth mat her 
hair to her head. She glares about at her surroundings angrily. The stench 
is thick and rank from her filthy body. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13155
Harpy fledgling~
a Harpy fledgling~
A nasty little Harpy fledgling stalks around angrily.
~
This young Harpy has never known any love in her short life. Her eyes are 
filled with anger and hatred. Tattered pinions trail behind her as she 
moves about. Angry squawks fall frequently from her lips. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13156
Harpy guardian~
the Harpy guardian~
The Harpy Guardian stands here, watching vigilantly over the Harpy young.
~
A massive Harpy covered in scars, it is the Guardian's job to watch over 
the young, and protect them from outside predators. She shows them no 
attention, acting only to keep others from them until they have grown old 
enough to join the flock. One eye has been ripped from her skull, and a 
large scar stretches from her forehead to her chin. Her wings are sleek 
and powerful. Unlike the other Harpies, she is merely dirty, rather than 
filthy. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13157
Zlota Harpy warrior~
Zlota, the Harpy warrior~
A Harpy warrior stands here with a fierce scowl.
~
Wearing a necklace of bones, Zlota has a deep scar on her collarbone and 
another on one ear. Her golden hair is streaked with the mud and grime 
that covers the rest of her body. Varying in shades of rust and umber, two 
powerful wings extend from her back. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13158
Katarzyna Harpy ~
Katarzyna, a Harpy mother~
Katarzyna looks about here anxiously.
~
Katarzyna's brown hair is uneven and scraggly, matted with filth and dirt. 
Her wings are missing various flight feathers and shows signs of plucking. 
Her grey eyes look weary and worried, her claws constantly clacking 
together irritably. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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> act_prog p smiles at you and says, "How fare thee~
mppause 5
mea $n &CKatarzyna, the Harpy mother says, 'Have you seen my egg? It's rolled away from the others. You can recognize it by its grey rings.'&D
~
> act_prog p gives you a grey-ringed Harpy~
mppause 3
mea $n &CKatarzyna, the Harpy mother says, 'This one keeps getting away, thank you for finding him.'&D
mppause 10
mea $n &cKatarzyna, the Harpy mother tucks the egg away under a wing.&D
mpjunk 13160
mprestore $n 500
mea $n &cA squawk comes from the egg, and you feel a bit stronger.&D
~
> rand_prog 50~
mpjunk all
~
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#13159
mountain goat~
a mountain goat~
A wild mountain goat grazes here.
~
This skinny mountain goat has an off white pelt and small horns. It's only 
as tall as a halfling, and its knobbly legs seem barely strong enough to 
support it. Hooded and placid, its amber eyes gaze about in a daze. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13160
chipmunk~
a chipmunk~
A striped chipmunk scurries about here, its mouth full of nuts.
~
With three black stripes and two white stripes running down its back all the way to its little tail, this chipmunk is easily distinguishable from a squirrel. Two large cheeks stuffed with nuts and fruits make this little fellow look quite strange. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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#13161
ailing woman~
an ailing woman~
An ailing woman lies here, coughing weakly.
~
Brown hair pulled back into a loose braid, this sickly woman has 
unhealthily pale skin and bloodshot blue eyes. Covered in cuts and 
bruises, her body is constantly wracked with choking coughs and drenched 
in sweat. Her brown tunic and green skirt is stained with blood and dirt. 
~
1
Clanname none~
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> greet_prog 100~
mea $n &cAn ailing woman turns weak eyes towards you.&D
mppause 5
mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, 'Please, will you help me? I cannot leave this cavern. If you retrieve the medicinal flowers from the cliff to the northeast for me, I can reward you with some gold.'&D
~
> give_prog bunch white flowers~
mea $n &cAn ailing woman takes the flowers from you, thanking you repeatedly.&D
mppause 5
mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, "Please, it's not much, but take this gold as a token of my gratitude."&D
mpwithdraw 10 gold
mppause 10
give 10 gold $n 
mppause 5
mea $n &CAn ailing woman says, "By the way, I hear the pixies needed feathers. Maybe harpy feathers?"&D
mpjunk flowers
~
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#13180
iftest~
iftest~
Some god abandoned a newly created last mob here.
~
~
1
Clanname none~
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> speech_prog p multitest~
if ispc($n)
  if ismulti($n)
    say You are multiclass.
  else
    say You are not multiclass.
  endif
endif
~
> speech_prog p classtest~
if ispc($n)
 if class($n) == 0
    say You are a priest.
  else
 if class($n) == 1
   say You are a druid.
 else
 if class($n) == 2
   say You are a mage.
 else
 if class($n) == 3
   say You are a necromancer.
 else
 if class($n) == 4
   say You are a warrior.
 else
    say You arent a priest, druid, mage, necromancer, or warrior
  endif
endif
~
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#0


#OBJECTS
#13151
Harpy egg~
a Harpy egg~
A large dirty egg lies here, covered in mottled bumps.~
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egg~
This egg appears to be a pale tan color beneath its coating of dirt and 
grime. It is bumpy in texture, and warm to the touch. Occasionally, it 
seems to move a little, as if the occupant is shifting inside. 
~
#13152
harpy armband~
a harpy armband~
A copper armband is covered in grime.~
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1
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0
0
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0
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A
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13 100
A
12 100
#13153
harpy earring~
a pair of harpy earrings~
A pair of copper earrings are covered in grime.~
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0
0
0
0
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A
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A
13 100
A
12 100
#13154
harpy eye~
a harpy eye~
A harpy's eye has been ripped from its socket.~
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1
0
0
0
0
0
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A
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A
13 100
A
12 100
#13155
harpy spur~
a harpy spur~
A harpy's spurred claw has been ripped from its foot.~
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0
0
0
0
0
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A
19 8
A
13 100
A
12 100
#13156
harpy lance~
a harpy lance~
A grimy lance lies here.~
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A
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A
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A
17 -40
#13157
harpy flail~
a harpy flail~
A grimy flail lies here.~
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1 181 18
1
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0
0
0
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A
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A
14 100
A
26 8
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#13158
harpy broadaxe~
a harpy broadaxe~
A grimy broadaxe lies here.~
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1 181 18
1
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0
0
0
0
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A
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A
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A
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#13159
harpy quarterstaff~
a harpy quarterstaff~
A grimy quarterstaff lies here.~
~
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0
0
0
0
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A
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A
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A
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#13160
grey-ringed grey ringed egg harpy~
a grey-ringed Harpy egg~
A large egg with faint grey rings on its surface rolls about here.~
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egg grey-ringed grey ringed~
This egg is much larger than a normal avian's, and has an extremely tough 
shell. The off-white shell has thick bands of faint grey encircling it at 
regular intervals. Noises coming from within, the egg seems to move about 
on its own now and then. 
~
> rand_prog 1~
mpe &cA grey-ringed Harpy egg emits a small, muffled chirp before rocking back and forth briefly.&D
~
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#13161
bunch white flowers~
a bunch of white flowers~
A bunch of bright white flowers grow here.~
~
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bunch white flowers~
These small white flowers have oval petals and a golden center. They are trumpet-shaped, with lime green stems and emerald leaves. Each rounded oval leaf is no larger than a gnome's finger. A faint fragrance wafts from the flowers, aromatic and soothing. 
~
> get_prog 100~
mea $n &cYou reach precariously to the edge of the cliff and pick a bunch of white flowers from between the rocks.&D
mer $n &c$n reaches out over the cliff and picks a bunch of white flowers between the rocks.&D
~
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#13162
harpy feather~
a small harpy feather~
A small harpy feather floats about here.~
~
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#13163
small mountain stream~
a small mountain stream~
A small mountain stream flows here swiftly.~
~
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#13180
last obj~
a newly created last obj~
Some god dropped a newly created last obj here.~
~
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#0


#ROOMS
#13151
A Ledge to a Pass~
~
A narrow ledge hugs the cliff face.  The cliff rises steep and 
implacable above and below the trail.  A few determined plants 
grow from crevices in the rock.  Birds fly past, mocking in 
their ease of movement. 
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#13152
A Ledge to a Pass~
~
Clinging tightly to the cliff face, a thin ledge here is sometimes 
no more than a foot wide. Scattered pebbles litter the trail, making 
footing hazardous for the unwary traveler. Hardy plants grow from 
the cliff face. 
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#13153
A Ledge to a Pass~
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A barely present ledge spiderwebs its way across the cliff face. 
Plants grow defiantly above and below the ledge.  Small holes 
bored into the cliff face offer hand holds to those so inclined. 
The wind threatens at every moment.
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#13154
A Ledge to a Pass~
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The ledge widens slightly here.  A narrow opening offers access to 
a pass through the cliff.  The wind gusts angrily, as if furious at 
the potential escape of its prey.  Birds careless enough to fly close 
thrash their wings in panic as they attempt not to be slammed brutally 
against the cliff face.
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#13155
A Ledge to a Pass~
~
Rock walls rise forbiddingly on either side of the pass.  A narrow 
crevice of blue high overhead indicates the presence of the sky. 
The trail here is narrow and covered with rocks.  A few scattered 
plants grow in defiance of the elements.
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#13156
Within the Pass~
~
This narrow winding trail passes between towering rock walls. Along the 
edge of the trail, a few hardy plants struggle to thrive. High overhead, 
only a narrow crack permits access to the sky. No wind can be felt in this 
area, which is arid and dry. To the west, there seems to be a crevice 
that's large enough to fit through. 
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#13157
Within the Pass~
~
Rock walls press close against the trail on either side.  In places 
the trail narrows until there is no more than three feet between the 
walls.  An occasional centipede or scorpion scuttles across the path, 
before disappearing into small crevices at the base of the walls.  
There is hardly any wind within the narrow pass.
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#13158
Within the Pass~
~
Looming rock walls enclose the narrow path. A narrow crack of sky is 
visible far overhead. Harsh winds bluster outside the pass, but barely any 
wind reaches within its confines. The pass is dark and cold. 
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#13159
Before the Harpy Terrace~
~
The pass opens out onto the edge of a terrace. Once thick grasses have 
been ground into the noxious mud. Few birds fly overhead, perhaps 
disdaining the unwholesome environment. The wind whips sharply, scented of 
salt and other, less pleasant odors. 
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#13160
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Once covered in thick green grass, the terrace here is now marked with 
clawed prints in a muddy morass. A few stalks of withered brown grass are 
all that remains of the once luxuriant carpeting that used to be here. 
Scattered white splatters give evidence of the lack of fastidiousness 
displayed by the current inhabitants. 
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#13161
The Harpy Terrace~
~
The terrace is covered in stinking mud. Only a few scattered stalks of 
withered grass indicate the presence of its once-thick carpet. Poorly made 
buckets hold rotting fish and other marine life. The carcass of some 
unidentifiable large creature rots into the mud. 
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#13162
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Random clawed tracks line the thick, oozing mud. Piles of scales and fish 
bones lie everywhere, decaying into the muck. Although the lake can be 
heard below, its salty scent cannot be discerned over the stronger noxious 
odors. Cairns of stones are piled up for no apparent reason. 
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#13163
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Dank mud oozes over the edge of the cliff. Fish bones and scales are piled 
in untidy profusion. The wind whips through harshly, spreading the scent 
of decay. The lake slams against the cliff below. 
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#13164
The Harpy Terrace~
~
This section of the caves holds the Harpy young. Rough nests of twigs and 
other less recognizable objects are littered about in haphazard profusion. 
Sounds of violent squabbling often end in a pain-filled yelp. Bones of 
fish and other creatures are scattered about the floor, some with decaying 
shreds of meat still upon them. 
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#13165
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Young Harpies wander about the cave. Noisome nests are filled with various 
matter, some with eggs, others with mounds of reeking furs. One nest bears 
a shattered egg with fluids dripping from it, lending the impression that 
the young Harpies are not exactly picky about what they eat. 
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#13166
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Nests laced together from twigs and bones and other objects are scattered 
about the floor. Some hold eggs, others hold furs where Harpy young may 
sleep. In one nest it is almost certain that the rotting pelt is that of a 
Pixie. Scattered feathers in the nest bolster that impression. 
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#13167
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Harpy young roam the caves without any attempt at discipline. More often 
than not, they attack each other on sight. Scattered unpleasant nests 
provide resting places for both untended eggs, and untended young. 
Unpreserved pelts line some of the nests. 
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#13168
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Rough perches are scattered about the caves. Dank rotting hides are piled 
against the wall. Splatters of vivid white streak the floor. Bones and 
other bits of previous Harpy meals litter the floor. 
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#13169
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Uneven perches of dead wood provide resting places for those who wish it. 
Bedraggled feathers of various hues lift on stray breezes. Bones, 
fragments of hide, and white splatters adorn the floor. The smell of decay 
is prevalent. 
~
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D1
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D2
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#13170
The Harpy Terrace~
~
The mangled carcass of some small creature has been abandoned here. Ragged 
perches of dead wood are scattered about haphazardly. Debris from various 
meals coats the floor. Winds carry the scent of death and rot. 
~
1 0 5
D0
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0 -1 13169
D1
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D3
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#13171
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Manacles attached to the walls with short chains give the impression this 
chamber is intended to hold prisoners. Bedraggled feathers drift about the 
room whenever the breeze dares to enter. A leaking bucket holds a small 
amount of water coated in an unpleasant scum. Smears of some reddish brown 
substance splatter the walls. 
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1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13160
R M 0 13153 5 13171
  R G 0 13156 1
  R G 0 13152 1
S
#13172
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Bedraggled feathers, remnants of hide, and bits of bone litter the floors. 
Most of the nests in this section of the cave have been ripped apart. 
Noisome splatters decorate the floor in shocking glares of white. 
Trickling water dribbles down the walls. 
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1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13166
D2
~
~
0 -1 13173
D8
~
~
0 -1 13167
R M 0 13155 4 13172
R O 0 13151 1 13172
S
#13173
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Nests of twigs, bones, and grasses are scattered in untidy profusion. From 
some of the nests, movement can be discerned. Bits of bone and hide are 
strewn about the floor. One nest holds what is almost certainly the pelt 
of a Pixie child. 
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1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13172
D1
~
~
0 -1 13167
D6
~
~
0 -1 13166
R M 0 13155 5 13173
S
#13174
The Harpy Terrace~
~
The remains of some unknown large creature are strewn about the floor in 
disarray. Feathers lift sullenly in the wayward breezes. Scattered bits of 
bone and hide indicate the former presence of smaller creatures. Scorpions 
and other insects scuttle through the remains in search of dinner. 
~
1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13168
D2
~
~
0 -1 13175
D3
~
~
0 -1 13177
R M 0 13153 1 13174
  R G 0 13156 1
  R G 0 13155 1
R M 0 13154 1 13174
  R G 0 13153 1
S
#13175
The Harpy Terrace~
~
This area is mostly empty. Fungus grows in patches upon the wall. Water 
trickles from some unseen source overhead, pooling upon the floor. The 
room is dark and dank. Small unpleasant creatures scurry about the floor. 
~
1 0 5
D0
~
~
0 -1 13174
D1
~
~
0 -1 13169
D3
~
~
0 -1 13178
S
#13176
The Harpy Terrace~
~
Untanned rotting hides cover most of this section of the cave. A trickle 
of water trails down the wall into a shallow pool covered in slime. 
Harpies pass in and out at random, ignoring their fellows. Brown fungus 
grows in patches on the wall. 
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1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13170
D6
~
~
0 -1 13169
R O 0 13160 1 13176
S
#13177
The Harpy Terrace~
~
This section of the cave houses most of the Harpy guards. Several wooden 
perches, ineptly cobbled together, are placed against the walls. 
Unpleasant remains of Harpy meals are strewn across the floor. Centipedes 
and other less pleasant creatures roam amongst the debris. 
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1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13174
D7
~
~
0 -1 13179
R M 0 13152 1 13177
  R E 0 13153 1 19
  R E 0 13152 1 10
  R E 0 13158 1 16
S
#13178
The Harpy Terrace~
~
A rough storeroom of sorts, this chamber is filled with decayed oddments. 
Poorly hewn shelves are covered with feathers and decaying hides. Branches 
and other bits of wood are piled in untidy heaps. Rough buckets with twine 
handles are stacked in one corner. 
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1 0 5
D1
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~
0 -1 13175
R M 0 13158 1 13178
  R G 0 13160 1
R M 0 13153 5 13178
  R G 0 13155 1
  R G 0 13157 1
R M 0 13154 3 13178
  R G 0 13153 1
S
#13179
The Harpy Throne Room~
~
A large perch covered in flaking gold leaf is the central focus of this 
chamber. Widespread wings of Pixies unfortunate enough to wander into the 
Harpies' territory are displayed upon the walls in a mocking parody of 
their former glory. Bones and hides are distributed across the floor in 
uncaring untidiness. A battered golden crown is hung on one end of the 
perch. 
~
1 0 5
D3
~
~
0 -1 13180
D8
~
~
0 -1 13177
R M 0 13151 1 13179
  R E 0 13154 1 20
  R E 0 13153 1 19
  R E 0 13157 1 16
S
#13180
The Harpy Terrace~
~
A large nest piled high in untanned Pixie hides dominates this chamber. 
Pixie wings are spread on the walls as gory trophies. Bits of hide and 
bones mark the remnants of another unfortunate Pixie. Yet more hides are 
piled against the wall in one corner of the chamber. 
~
1 4 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13179
S
#13181
A Ledge on the Mountainside~
~
The mountainside is littered with boulders and pebbles, odd spurts of 
grass growing at sporadic intervals. This wide ledge goes on towards the 
east, but ends in a sheer cliff on the north and the south. From above, 
harpy screeches can be heard. Every now and then, feathers flutter down to 
gather upon this messy ledge. 
~
1 4 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13182
D4
~
~
16777216 -1 13165
R M 0 13159 5 13181
S
#13182
Along the Mountainside~
~
The wide ledge ends here, though a narrow path to the north leads down 
from the ledge to wind along the mountain. Shell fragments and bones 
picked clean of meat have been dropped here. Bird cries echo through the 
air, and the sparse trees contain nests of hawks and vultures. 
~
1 0 5
D3
~
~
0 -1 13181
D5
~
~
0 -1 13183
R M 0 13159 4 13182
S
#13183
A Narrow Path on the Mountainside~
~
The winding path here leads down from a large ledge overhead. Shrubs and 
grasses grow along the faint trail, attracting bees and butterflies to fly 
about this peaceful area. From here, vast stretches of grassland can be 
seen beyond the mountains to the west. 
~
1 0 5
D4
~
~
16777216 -1 13182
D8
~
~
0 -1 13184
R M 0 13159 3 13183
S
#13184
A Narrow Path Around a Cliff~
~
With a sheer cliff face looming above to the southeast and an equally 
dangerous drop to the north, this path is narrow and barely traversible by 
foot. Thistles and weeds grow between the rocks here. A beautiful view of 
grasslands and distant forests can be seen to the north. 
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1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13185
D7
~
~
0 -1 13183
R M 0 13160 1 13184
S
#13185
A Path Along the Mountainside~
~
This treacherous path is hard to follow, obscured mostly by plants and 
boulders. It leads upwards to a small cliff, and downwards to the base of 
the mountain. Small flowers of white and pale yellow are visible at the 
edge of the cliff above. 
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1 0 5
D3
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~
0 -1 13184
D4
~
~
0 -1 13187
D5
~
~
0 -1 13186
S
#13186
At the Base of a Mountain~
~
To the south is a looming mountain from which one can hear the cries of 
birds. At the base, lush grass and vegetation flourish along the small 
stream here. Tall trees provide cool shade while birds sing from the 
branches. 
~
1 0 5
D4
~
~
0 -1 13185
R M 0 13160 1 13186
R M 0 13159 1 13186
R O 0 13163 1 13186
S
#13187
At the Top of a Cliff~
~
From this cliff, the northern forests and eastern grasslands are easily 
visible, forming a breathtaking panoramic view. The lonely cries of eagles 
echo in the mountains and cool gusts of wind whip past this ledge. Flowers 
thrive along the edge of the cliff, interspersed with herbs and shrubs. 
~
1 0 5
D5
~
~
0 -1 13185
R O 0 13161 1 13187
> entry_prog 100~
if isnpc($n)
  mpdonothing
else
  if isaffected($n) == FLYING
    if rand(50)
      mppause 1
      mea $n &bA gust of wind buffets you and forces you off the cliff.&D
      mpat 13185 mptransfer $n
      mppause 1
      mpat 13185 mpforce $n look
      mpat 13185 mea $n &bYou're blown down the side of the mountain.&D
      mpat 13185 mer $n &b$n is blown in from above.&D
    endif
  else
    if rand(50)
      mea $n &RYou suddenly lose your footing and fall down the mountainside!&D
      mpdamage $n 500
      mptransfer $n 13186
      mpat 13186 mpforce $n look
      mpat 13186 mea $n &RYou land painfully at the base of the mountain. Ow.&D
      mpat 13186 mer $n &r$n tumbles down the mountainside!&D
    endif
  endif
endif
~
|
S
#13188
A Widening Crevice~
~
Opening up to the sky above, this crack through the formidable stone walls 
leads from the main pass towards a dark cavern to the west. The arid air 
is cooler here, the small hidden path shaded from the harsh sunlight by 
the stone enveloping it. Small weeds grow out of the rock itself, some 
obstructing the narrow path. 
~
1 0 5
D1
~
~
16777216 -1 13156
D3
~
~
0 -1 13189
S
#13189
A Cool Cavern~
~
The crystalline sound of water drops echo about this cavern. Illuminated 
naturally through a single gap in the stone to the north, the cave can be 
recognized as a mineral deposit. Crystals sparkle in the gentle light, 
covering the walls of the cave with a dozen hues. The center of the cavern 
has a small campfire crackling quietly and filling the area with a glow. 
~
1 0 5
D1
~
~
0 -1 13188
R M 0 13161 1 13189
S
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