Relaxing in the Common Room

A dingy hallway.
A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil.
You see exits leading north, east (closed door), south, and west (closed door).

There is a door in the way, to the west.

You open the door to the west.

Common room.
Wilbur the cross-eyed, slouches in one corner. A runic totem is planted solidly in the ground. A small cooking stove stands here. A sigil in the shape of a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A countless number of contorted faces, twisted limbs, and surging torsos have been captured here in a massive bloodsteel shrine dedicated to Sartan. Lying flat on the ground is a key-shaped sigil. A beautifully carved chessboard is attached firmly to a heavy stand here. A silver-trimmed dartboard hangs here, waiting to be used. A honey-coloured pot sits here.  Jurixe Fol'ia is here, shrouded. Exemplar Aepas Xa'sai, Disciple of Strength is here. He wields an Yggdrasian splinter in both hands.
You see a single exit leading east (open door).
The door to the east slams shut.

You have emoted: Xer bows his head in respect to every person in the room.

wilbur197727        Wilbur, a cross-eyed peasant
totem247647         a runic totem
stove358947         a small cooking stove
sigil427167         a monolith sigil
shrine435547        a shrine of Sartan
sigil449498         a key-shaped sigil
chessboard140601    a beautifully carved chessboard
dartboard392162     a silver-trimmed dartboard
pot355063           a polished acacia pot
Number of objects: 9

This circular dartboard is made of cork with a fine silver frame. Around the outer edge of the game piece, various numbers are aligned with alternating white and black patterns that lead toward a target in the centre. Also centred around the bullseye are concentric rings painted with red and green, denoting sections more challenging to strike.

It weighs about 1 pounds and 0 ounce(s).
It bears the distinctive mark of Therine (a denizen).
A silver-trimmed dartboard is holding:
"dart315437"                            a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 14
"dart316266"                            a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 13
"dart315487"                            a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 16
"dart315999"                            a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 18
"dart315553"                            a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 13
"dart315018"                            a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 16
"dart315614"                            a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 16
"dart315859"                            a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 12

Aepas picks up a polished acacia pot.

Aepas slowly pours the liquid from a polished acacia pot into a black glass vial.

Aepas slowly pours the liquid from a polished acacia pot into a black glass vial.

A beam of prismatic light suddenly shoots into the room.

You have emoted: The veins in Xer's left temple bulge slightly as he frowns.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Tis the Dominion."

You have emoted: Xer slowly nods his head once in understanding.

Aepas says in a multifarious voice, "Anyone need a little bit of venom?"

Kallorn suddenly appears, having travelled down the beam of prismatic light.

Kallorn inclines his head politely.

You incline your head politely to Kallorn.

You have tmoted: Xer shakes his head at Aepas.

You say to Aepas in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "No, but thank you for the offer."

Aepas gives a black glass vial to Kallorn.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Aepas, "How much do I owe you?"

Aepas says in a multifarious voice, "Eight thousand."

You tilt your head to one side, rub your chin, and thoughtfully declare "Hrm."

Kallorn gets some gold sovereigns from a sailor's kitbag.

Kallorn gives some gold sovereigns to Aepas.

You begin to wield a white-feathered dart in your right hand.

Aepas puts some gold sovereigns in a canvas backpack.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Thank you."

Kallorn puts some gold sovereigns in a sailor's kitbag.

Aepas says in a multifarious voice, "Of course. Do you need any herbs?"

You aim and swiftly throw a white-feathered dart.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the middle of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 2, tripling the point value for a total of 6 points!

You have emoted: Xer lets out a soft sigh.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "I have quite a few. But thank you."

You begin to wield a grey-feathered dart in your right hand.

You aim and swiftly throw a grey-feathered dart.

A grey-feathered dart flies towards the outer end of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 10, doubling the point value for a total of 20 points!

You have emoted: Xer's lips twitch upwards.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Seems like my luck is a bit better than before."

You take a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 10 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Aepas lowers his head respectfully.

Aepas opens the door to the east.

The door to the east slams shut.

You take a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 2 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "You are focusing too much on breathing!"

You have emoted: Xer turns his head slightly to the side as he coughs softly.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "A habit I have after being set upon by Ashtani all the time."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Apologies."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "No problem."

The corners of Kallorn's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

You put a grey-feathered dart into a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

You put a white-feathered dart into a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "See if it improves your darts."

Tvistor raises two fingers to his brow in an informal half-salute.

Tvistor opens the door to the east.

The door to the east slams shut.

You blink.

You shake your head sadly from side to side.

You take a grey-feathered dart from a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

You take a white-feathered dart from a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

You mutter discontentedly.

You begin to wield a grey-feathered dart in your right hand.

You aim and swiftly throw a grey-feathered dart.

A grey-feathered dart flies towards the board, hitting the cork surface by the number 10.

You begin to wield a white-feathered dart in your right hand.

You aim and swiftly throw a white-feathered dart.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the board, hitting the cork surface by the number 11.

You nod your head slowly, trying to wear your best wise look.

Kallorn focuses on the dart-board as he raises the dart to his forehead.

Kallorn begins to wield a white-feathered dart in his left hand.

Jurixe glances at the board with some amusement.

Kallorn aims and swiftly throws a white-feathered dart.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the middle of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 2, tripling the point value for a total of 6 points!

Kallorn's bulbous eyes squeeze shut and open again in an exaggerated blink.

You have emoted: Xer chuckles quietly.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "A skilful shot."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "My advice needs some work, evidently."

Kallorn gives Jurixe the once-over, eyeing her suspiciously.

Jurixe raises her eyebrows at Kallorn, grey eyes glittering impishly.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "I was cursed that time."

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Evidently it rebounded."

You have emoted: Xer walks over to the dartboard to retrieve his darts.

You take a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 11 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn rubs his hands together, again creating a small poof of smoke.

You take a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 10 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn begins to wield a white-feathered dart in his left hand.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the middle of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 7, tripling the point value for a total of 21 points!

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Jurixe, "If possible, could you buy another board. This one is faulty."

You have emoted: Xer chuckles quietly.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "You scored twenty-one points."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah mutters, "And .... ..so go... .o .e .....ed soon."

You have emoted: Xer's eyes glaze over as he concentrates on a telepathic link.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "What about it is faulty?"

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Quite. I've lost to every other person I faced."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "If memory serves, the Dominion here scored twenty seven points total in those two shots, while I earned twenty six with my first two, and twenty one with my last two."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "It's faulty in the fact that in a moment or two if it goes start moving to catch my terrible 16s and higher, I'm going to burn it."

"Heh heh heh," you chuckle.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "And then I may consider putting out the fire so that I may have the pleasure of setting it alight once more."

Jurixe chuckles softly, the sound low and melodic.

Kallorn takes a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 14 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn takes a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 13 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn takes a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 16 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Did you not score forty-eight points in one hit during our last round!"

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Jurixe, "That was before Deacon Xer put a curse upon the room."

The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Twould explain it all."

Kallorn gives a grey-feathered dart to Jurixe.

Kallorn's mouth turns up as his face breaks into a smile.

Amusement gleams in Jurixe's eyes as she slips off her perch, walking over to stand in position.

Jurixe begins to wield a grey-feathered dart in her right hand.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Let us see how I fare, then.
"
Jurixe lifts the dart to eye level, narrowing her grey eyes slightly.

Jurixe's eyes gleam with generosity.

Jurixe aims and swiftly throws a grey-feathered dart.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Hmm. Average, I suppose."

With a slight shrug, Jurixe turns and resettles herself upon the back of the couch.

Kallorn smirks.

Kallorn begins to wield a white-feathered dart in his left hand.

Kallorn aims and swiftly throws a white-feathered dart.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the outer end of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 15, doubling the point value for a total of 30 points!

Jurixe chuckles softly and flings a hand towards the dartboard.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "There, you see."

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Proof that tis not faulty!"

Expanding his neck broadly, Kallorn lets go with a resonant croak.

You have emoted: Xer chuckles quietly.

Kallorn urges you onwards.

You begin to wield a white-feathered dart in your right hand.

You have emoted: Xer squints at the dartboard as he takes aim.

You aim and swiftly throw a white-feathered dart.

A white-feathered dart flies towards the board, hitting the cork surface by the number 8.

You have emoted: Xer lets out a soft sigh.

The corners of Kallorn's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

You point an imperious finger at Kallorn.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Evidently, the
curse rebounded."

Jurixe begins to intensify slowly until she appears flesh and blood once more.

"Heh heh heh," you chuckle.

The corners of Kallorn's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Genuine amusement gleams in Jurixe's eyes.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "I should blighted you both with clusminess."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Start cursing others and share the Suffering."

The corners of Kallorn's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Jurixe says to you in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "If the Dominion manages to throw a better shot than I in the next round, I place the blame squarely on you."

You have tmoted: Xer looks at Jurixe as his lips curve into a smile.

Kallorn takes a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 18 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Let's try again."

You take a white-feathered dart stuck by the number 8 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Once more before I go off to hunt, sure."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Sounds good."

Kallorn urges Jurixe onwards.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Jurixe, "You may go first, Lady Naga."

Jurixe slips off the couch again, moving to take a dart from the board. A faint smirk curls her lips as she turns around and heads back to the starting position.

Jurixe begins to wield a grey-feathered dart in her right hand.

Jurixe eyes the dartboard ahead carefully.

Jurixe aims and swiftly throws a grey-feathered dart.

Kallorn congratulates Jurixe with some wild clapping.

You have emoted: Xer's brown eyes glimmer in amusement.

Seeming satisfied, Jurixe nods and turns away, a corner of her lips quirked in amusement at Kallorn.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "With my fortune lately, you will throw a forty next."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Let's see."

Jurixe's gaze switches to you.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "It is a shame there isn't an ouroboros present."

Kallorn begins to wield a grey-feathered dart in his left hand.

Jurixe says to you in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Recall what I said - on your head be it if he throws a better score than I."

You point an imperious finger at Kallorn.

Kallorn stares down intently at his dart as he begins to mutter.

"Heh heh heh," you chuckle.


You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Just ensuring my head is more likely to stay on its shoulders than not."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "I'll do these clumsy, then."

You have emoted: Xer turns his head slightly to the side as he coughs softly.

You point an imperious finger at Kallorn.

Jurixe says to you in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "-Double-, if he manages still."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "That would be the correct curse."

"Heh heh heh," you chuckle.

The corners of Kallorn's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Kallorn begins to take aim, as he brings the dart to eye-level.

Kallorn aims and swiftly throws a grey-feathered dart.

A grey-feathered dart flies towards the outer end of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 6, doubling the point value for a total of 12 points!

You say to Jurixe in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Well... my head would make for a nice decoration, I admit."

"Bah!" Kallorn retorts disgustedly.

You have emoted: Xer's lips twitch upwards.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Jurixe, "It moved!"

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Place the blame on him, not I."

Jurixe points a gloved finger in your direction.

Kallorn gives you the once-over, eyeing you suspiciously.

You have tmoted: Xer stares pointedly away from Kallorn.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "I believe it's my turn next?"

You begin to wield a grey-feathered dart in your right hand.

Kallorn begins to spin a small crystal between his hands.

Kallorn looks about himself suspiciously.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Actually..."

You have emoted: Xer raises an eyebrow quizzically.

Kallorn stops the spinning, as he regains control of the crystal.

Jurixe watches with a faint air of intrigued amusement.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "If I place it here, the dart may turn and come flying in my direction."

You have emoted: Xer looks off to the side, a slight grin forming on his face.

You have tmoted: Xer fiddles a bit with the dart, holding it with two fingers by the end.

You whisper in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Well, here goes nothing."

You aim and swiftly throw a grey-feathered dart.

A grey-feathered dart flies towards the middle of the board. It hits the green and red ring by the painted number 20, tripling the point value for a total of 60 points!

You blink.

Jurixe flicks her grey eyes towards the sky in rueful amusement.

Kallorn's bulbous eyes squeeze shut and open again in an exaggerated blink.

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "And of course, twould be the underachiever who triumphs in the end."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Hunter's lucl."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says, "Luck."

Kallorn clears his throat.

The corners of your mouth turn up as you grin mischievously.

Kallorn grins mischievously at Jurixe.

Jurixe slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.

Jurixe says amusedly to you in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Well done, Deacon."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to you, "Well played."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "Thank you, both of you."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to you, "But..."

Jurixe considers for a moment, then withdraws something glittering from her pouch and tosses it to you. (Gem of Cloaking)

You have emoted: Xer slowly nods his head once in understanding.

Jurixe says to you in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Suppose you may as well use that."

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to you, "If for some reason a bolt of lighting comes down from the cloudless sky as you hunt. Remember it's merely coincidence.


Kallorn mutters discontentedly.

You have emoted: A small laugh bursts out of Xer.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "I'll keep that in mind Dominion."

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "It was very enjoyable, relaxing today, but there are other matters to attend to now."

You say to Jurixe in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "I'll be sure to make use of this gem, Minister."

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Is such a 'coincidence' likely to befall others?"

You take a grey-feathered dart stuck by the number 20 from a silver-trimmed dartboard.

Jurixe says to Kallorn in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "Perhaps I should stay indoors this month."

You put a white-feathered dart into a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

You put a grey-feathered dart into a stygian Mhaldorian satchel.

Kallorn Azon-Vallah says to Jurixe, "It depends if they beat me at darts."

You have emoted: Xer bows his head in respect to every person in the room.

Jurixe nods her dark head slightly to you.

Kallorn chuckles long and heartily.

You say in Mhaldorian in a monotone voice, "In Strength."

Jurixe says in Mhaldorian in a cool, silken voice, "And yourself."

You have tmoted: Xer bows his head to both Kallorn and Jurixe before leaving to the east.