《Gaming on a MUD is difficult.》CH.22 Avatar Project
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Isaiah’s player didn’t want to find out what it was like to experience a rid-bolt so he left Lathander’s temple and walked east along the quiet forest road. He passed a couple familiar turn offs, the canyon to echo mountains, the goblin stronghold and the single room temple of Mystra. He walked past the gate guards of shadow and headed northeast along the road until he came to the armorer's shop. There were a number of player characters sitting there. Tanis, a male half-elf, Lliira a female half-elf, Vethor a male voadkyn, Harmony a male human, Rowena a female half-elf, Lusell a female human, Spungold a female Wemic. Isaiah’s player wasn’t really sure what a wemic was. Voadkyn were giant hairless elves. The help file stated that a wemic was like a beast person. He imagined a giant gnoll. It was quite the motley crew packed into this simple armor shop. Some of these characters would likely be at each other’s throats if this wasn’t an out of character event. It seemed like he might have come in mid event though.
Fulgar says: “And as you can see, NPCs can be controlled like this.”
Fulgar winks seductively.
Fulgar says: “And they can be aggressive.”
Fulgar attacks Vethor!
Fulgar misses Vethor.
Vethor hits Fulgar.
Vethor hits Fulgar.
Vethor hits Fulgar.
The dagger in Vethor’s hand SCREAMS horribly as he slashes it across Fulgar’s throat!
Vethor hits Fulgar.
Vethor hits Fulgar.
Fulgar drops dead before you.
Someone chuckles.
Someone says: “Let me just reset the room.”
Isaiah did a quick look around the room. It had the gathering of adventurers and one ‘Corpse of Fulgar.”
A moment later. . .
Fulgar says: “Well what did you expect?”
Fulgar kicks Vethor.
Vethor grins evilly.
Vethor says: “Nice one Tristan.”
Isaiah did another look around the room. The corpse of Fulgar was gone and a new living Fulgar, the armor shop clerk, was there. Isaiah’s player boggled at this. The NPC just came right back after he died. What was this madness?
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Someone says: “You can also damage everyone in the room and tie it with an echo like so.”
The weight of your sins burns your soul!
HP: 46/47
Someone says: “Anyway that is the avatar project. Go back to killing each other you savages!”
Isaiah’s player felt like he might have missed something important but he got the heck out of there. Some wizard was flexing his muscles and he wanted none of that. Also, what weapon did Vethor have? It seemed absolutely horrible. A screaming dagger? That was the stuff of nightmares. Note to self: Don’t mess with Vethor.
Isaiah used ‘heal’ to top himself off to 47 hit points after walking a few rooms away from the chaos. He was planning to just head back to Lathander’s temple and then log off but figured sense he was in shadow he should go to the alchemist’s shop and see if he could acquire some components for spells he hadn’t been able to cast yet. After walking to the mage’s tower he checked the shop’s inventory. He walked past a strange ivory caver that had been there every time not really sure what that was for.
Amber rod 72 gold 81 stored
Bit of bone 29 gold 80 stored
Blessed Leather 48 gold 18 stored
Dart 1 gold 81 stored
Eyelash 3 gold 66 stored
Gum arabic 20 gold 98 stored
Sunstone 48 gold 19 stored
Tiny bag 5 gold 29 stored
‘What can I use for the spells I have?’ Isaiah’s player thought to himself.
He checked his spell book. He had a good selection of spells. He had picked up most of the lower leveled ones it seemed from farming the goblin casters.
Armor conjuration level 1
Burning hands alteration level 1
Chill Touch Necromancy level 1
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Detect magic divination level 1
Identify divination level 1
Light alteration level 1
Magic missile invocation level 1
Monster summoning1 conjuration level 1
Sleep enchantment level 1
Acid arrow conjuration level 1
Darkness invocation level 1
Detect invisibility divination level 1
Hideous laughter ilusion level 1
Monster summoning 2 conjuration level 2
Ray of enfeeblement necromancy level 2
Rope trip altercation level 2
Web conjuration level 2
Blink alteration level 3
Dispel magic adjudication level 3
Hold person enchantment level 3
Fireball invocation level 3
Lightning bolt invocation level 3
Monster summoning 3 conjuration level 3
Isaiah bought up all the tiny bags. That was a component for the monster summoning spells. Monster summoning 1,2,3 all used tiny bag and small candle. He also bought up all the darts. It was a component for acid arrow. Sadly that one needed 3 components dart, powdered rhubarb leaf, and adder’s stomach. He also found they were selling both components for invisibility. He bought up all of those too Gum Arabic and Eyelash. 3 gold for an eyelash wasn’t much. But couldn’t you harvest your own eyelashes for free? What robbery… anyway not like Isaiah’s player had to guts to complain to the wizards that they should let him get free eyelashes. He didn’t have that kind of gaul. Lastly, it looked like the blessed leather was a component for an armor spell. At 48 gold a pop that was a slightly expensive components so he just got 10 of them spending 480 gold on that. All and all it wasn’t a huge bite for coins but his money had definitely taken a hit.
It was becoming apparent though that rather than a components bag. The thing was more like a spreadsheet.
Avatar project? He didn’t get that at all. He decided that it had nothing to do with him. Isaiah made his way back to the temple of Lathander and logged out for the night.
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