The Scales of Justice.
Entering this room appears to supernaturally demand a sovereign
silence as a massive bronze and marble scale situated in the center
weights the rights and wrongs. Surrounding the dominant scale in the
center, are seven pillars, each one inscribed from top to bottom with
minuscule chiseled words. The entire area is the color of sand. Hope's
Defender, Lord Thoros La'Saet is here.
You see a single exit leading south.
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Summoning up your courage, you shout insults and nasty names at
Thoros. After a barrage of horrible words and particularly choice
name-calling, Thoros becomes overwhelmed by it all, doubles over and
begins to cry, painfully choking on his tears.


You have recovered equilibrium.
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You feel particularly nasty today! Taking your fearsome finger, you
begin to prod Thoros mercilessly. With a final couple of pokes in the
choicest of areas, you deliver a truly horrible kick to the shin,
seating him upon the ground with his tears.
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You must regain equilibrium first.
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You must regain equilibrium first.
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You must regain equilibrium first.
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You must regain equilibrium first.
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(Market): Narsrim says, "Selling corpses."
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(Market): Richter says, "Giving away all my credits, free."
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You have recovered equilibrium.
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Narsrim has been beaten to a pulp by Urth Bob, Instrument of the Fates.
You see the death occur at the Pool of Stars.
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The massive scales of Justice tip, weighing the crime of Urth Bob,
Instrument of the Fates.

Urth Bob, Instrument of the fates is found guilty, writing upon one of
the fifth pillars seems to vanish and reappear, and a wracked scream
can be heard from the south.
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Thoros stands up and stretches his arms out wide.
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Reaching your arm as far back as it can go, you whack Thoros in the
nose. You bully! Thoros reels a bit, before falling to the ground,
flat on his back.
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(Magnagora): Terentia says, "I've defected."
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(Magnagora): Daevos says, "Yay!"
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Thoros stands up and stretches his arms out wide.
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You have recovered equilibrium.
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Thoros leaves south.
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The Chamber of Life and Death.
Dread and hope seem to permeate this room as entities, almost
appearing to swirl through the crevices, decaying and renewing in a
never-ending cycle. A sharp contrast cuts through the chamber, the
left half being dominated by white marble, and the right of black. On
the left stands, of the same white marble, a statue depicting the
keeper of life, a luminous scroll in her right hand and on the left of
black marble, is imposed the harbinger of death, a wretched skull in
his left hand. Placed in the center stands a basin, the exterior of it
being formed of more black marble, and the interior of white, with
circular steps leading up to it. Peering into it you see what appears
to be continually swirling water. Hope's defender, Lord Thoros La'Saet
is here.
You see exits leading north, south, east and west.
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Thoros leaves south.
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You have gained the following abilities in Bullying:
Guess You're so mean that you can guess when people die.
Cowardly_intuition You can now sense when enemies are near.
Flee Start making tracks when things look bad.
Frighten Immobilize people just with your hate stares!
Lie The truth is for do-gooders, lie about
your health.
Anger Little tots making trouble? Temporarily
increase your str/con.
Insult Ruin someone's day with nasty names.
Scream Make your anger known, scream a bit.
Steal Horrible thief! Steal all the gold
someone has on-hand.
Pretend Are you afflicted? Sure aren't. Pretend
you're just fine for a while.
Whack The signature move, beat someone's nose in
just for fun.
Prod No one likes being prodded. But you like prodding.
Shield Grab something for protection.
Double Know no bounds, get another bully to help you out.
Stomp Stomp on people's toes. Must be prone or
otherwise immobile.
AB BULLYING for more information on an ability.
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You give a sharp whistle and one of your faithful gang-members waltzes in.
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The Chamber of Life and Death.
Dread and hope seem to permeate this room as entities, almost
appearing to swirl through the crevices, decaying and renewing in a
never-ending cycle. A sharp contrast cuts through the chamber, the
left half being dominated by white marble, and the right of black. On
the left stands, of the same white marble, a statue depicting the
keeper of life, a luminous scroll in her right hand and on the left of
black marble, is imposed the harbinger of death, a wretched skull in
his left hand. Placed in the center stands a basin, the exterior of it
being formed of more black marble, and the interior of white, with
circular steps leading up to it. Peering into it you see what appears
to be continually swirling water. There is a mean looking Bully here.
You see exits leading north, south, east and west.
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You order a mean looking Bully to attack Thoros.
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The Collector of Time.
There are six black pillars arranged in a circle, with a seventh one
in the center. Each pillar has in its center, a golden hourglass with
a seemingly endless supply of sand. If you considered yourself crazy,
you would swear that the continual waterfall of sand formed faces as
it fell, and that the floor itself shifted with each of your steps.
There are seven hourglasses here. Hope's defender, Thoros La'Saet is
here. A Celestial Archangel is here.
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Thinking quick, you grab a Celestial Archangel and huddle behind it for cover.

Thoros's attack is absorbed by a Celestial Archangel. Spluttering with
anger, a Celestial Archangel takes the full shock of the blow, and
collapses to the ground as a collection of blood creeps out of its
mouth.
Thoros has slain a Celestial Archangel.
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You have recovered equilibrium.
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Arranging your face into the most terrifying of stares, you glare at
Thoros intently. Thoros lets out a squeak and stumbles back, unable to
do anything but huddle in horror.
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You have recovered equilibrium.
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A mean looking Bully thwoks Thoros on the head.
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You feel particularly nasty today! Taking your fearsome finger, you
begin to prod Thoros mercilessly. With a final couple of pokes in the
choicest of areas, you deliver a truly horrible kick to the shin,
seating him upon the ground with his tears.
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Thoros seems to recover from his horror.
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You have recovered equilibrium
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A mean looking Bully leers at Thoros.

Summoning all your bullying might, you bring your trainers down on
Thoros's toes. Thoros howls in pain and begins to bawl, you merrily
watch as he begins to cry, rub his toes, and pass away from grief.
You're a horrible person.
You have slain Thoros
Your karma rises in response to your deeds.
The corpse of a helpless child falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of a helpless child falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of a helpless child falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of a helpless child falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of an innocent puppy falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of an innocent puppy falls out of his inventory.
The corpse of an innocent puppy falls out of his inventory.
A stalk of faeleaf falls out of his inventory.
A bunch of chervil falls out of his inventory.
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You feel the scales of justice tip.
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Horrified, you feel them land on guilty.
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You feel invisible chains wrap around you, seeming to tug at your
chest. With an almighty scream your soul is brutally ripped from your
body, you watch as your lifeless body topples to the ground, and
struggle as the chains pull on you once more.
You have been slain by the Scales of Justice.
The corpse of Kethuru falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a three-headed dragon falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of a black dragon falls out of your inventory.
The corpse of Largo falls out of your inventory.
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As a bodiless soul, you can only watch in horror as the chains drag
you into The Chamber of Life and Death. Slowly, the harbinger of death
materializes from what you assumed to be a statue, and grips you with
a clammy hand.

With a harsh laugh and a deranged stare, he throws you into the basin.

A series of memories takes encapsulates you; vaguely you ponder what
you would've done if you had another chance. Oh well.

Abruptly, you find yourself plummeting toward the inner sea. For a
heart stopping moment you forget you are but a soul. As the waves
envelope you… darkness. You see nothing but black.

Another harsh laugh, and you feel yourself thrown to the ground.
Through a numbing sensation, you feel you have a body.

Before the Portal of Fate.
Blah blah blah.