Serpentine Eyes
Leyan, day 16 of the month Lormesta in the year 5102

[Nightowl Pub, Dressing Room]
Large closets line the walls beside the heavy curtain leading out to the main room. Costumes and plumage spill from the open closets in a colorful disarray. Cluttered pine tables hold a full-length mirror against the wall, and several chorus girls chatter as they vie for a chance to check their reflection before returning to the stage. A soft breeze from the open window ruffles a feather boa draped casually over the sill.
Obvious exits: none.

You attempt to blend with the surroundings and feel confident that no one has noticed your doing so.

[ALAE] You sense a focused thought from Claw, "Got a few minutes?"

[ALAE] You focus a thought to Claw, "Surely."

[ALAE] You focus a thought to Claw, "Want me to go to the manor?"

[ALAE] You sense a focused thought from Claw, "Got some payments for you. Please do. You want them in icemule note form?"

[ALAE] You focus a thought to Claw, "Aye, if ye would. Easier for me."

You come out of hiding.

[Magical Burrow, Illusionist Way]
This narrow street seems barely wide enough for an arctic yak to pull a cart down. Dark houses line both sides of the street and fog blankets everything. You also see a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern.
Obvious paths: north, southwest.

You step into a rectangular portal with strange mists slowly swirling across the face in a smooth hypnotic pattern.

[Grey Wind Manor, Vestibule]
Cheerful white lights burn in crystal globes fixed into the ceiling above, illuminating the crescent-shaped room clearly. Five doors fan out against the curving west, north, and east walls, and a rectangular portal filled with swirling mist occupies the straight southern wall. A mist-shrouded crystal arch sits adjacent to a square crystal pillar with a beveled top that stands in the middle of the room.
Obvious exits: none.

[ALAE] You focus a thought to Claw, "In the vestibule of the manor when ye are ready."

Somewhere nearby, you hear a nerve-shattering warcry followed by the sound of clashing swords. Before you have a chance to see what the commotion is, you notice GameMaster Claw standing in front of you leaning nonchalantly on a massive steel battle-axe.

Claw grins.

Claw offers you an Icemule promissory note. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.

Shiril just arrived.

You accept Claw's offer and are now holding an Icemule promissory note.

Claw waves to Shiril.

You say, "Thank ye."

Shiril waves to Claw.

You smile at Claw.

Shiril winks at Claw.

Shiril curtsies to you.

Claw says, "One second, got a nother one, just need to make a note of that one."

You say, "Evening, Shiril."

You nod to Claw.

You put an Icemule promissory note in your spidersilk greatcloak.

Shiril says, "Evening, Iscikella."

Claw offers you an Icemule promissory note. Enter ACCEPT to accept the offer or DECLINE to decline it. The offer will expire in 30 seconds.
You accept Claw's offer and are now holding an Icemule promissory note.

You can't help but notice Claw has slit-eyes like a serpentine demon.

You blink.

You say, "Uh, Claw..."

Shiril hums distractedly to herself.

Shiril waves.

You ask, "When did yer eyes go slit?"

Shiril disappears into a rectangular portal.

You blink at Claw.

Claw blinks.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Claw shakes his head.

You gawk at Claw.

Claw says, "I don't know..."

Claw's eyes seem to be burning within, vision of fire and brimstone raging deep within them.

You say, "Allright...."

Claw says, "I feel a litle strange..."

You say, "Yer eyes are burning..."

Claw blinks.

You say, "Brimstone visions reflected in the irises."

You blink at Claw.

Claw says, "Very bizarre."

Claw says, "Not sure why, but I feel as if I'm buried under tons of soil and rock."

Claw furrows his brow.

You ask, "Soil and rock?"

Claw nods.

Your jaw drops.

Claw says, "Strange."

You ask, "Uh... do ye feel... kind of... shorter too?"

You ask, "Maybe like a dead halfling?"

Claw stares off into space.

You gawk at Claw.

Claw says, "Nope, just this burning rage...how strange."

You see GameMaster Claw Stonespear the Giantman Fiter.
He appears to be in his late 20's, has long blonde hair, piercing emerald green eyes, and tanned skin.
He is in excellent shape.
He is holding a massive steel battle-axe in his right hand. He is wearing a set of old steel full plate armor and an enormous claw suspended from a thin leather cord.

You nod.

You say, "I certainly saw it in yer eyes."

You cower away from Claw.

You say, "Just don't use that battle-axe on me."

Claw exclaims, "Weird. Oh well, I better be off to pay others. Good work!"

Claw grins.

You say, "I know wouldn't survive that hit."

Claw waves to you.

You nod to Claw.

You wave to Claw.

Claw suddenly swings his massive steel battle-axe at the floor creating an incredibly large crack. As the dust and noise subside, Claw is no longer there. With a bizarre slurping sound, the crack slowly disappears.

You shudder.

You gracefully step into the rectangular portal.



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