Map66_STR3.xml

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<zone name="Shard to Gondola Area" id="66">
  <node id="1" name="Prairie">
    <description>In stark relief to the rolling prairie, a small stand of deep green trees can be seen to the southeast.  Overhead, a hawk cries out, then dives into the tall grasses.  When he emerges moments later, he carries a barely-struggling prairie rat.</description>
    <position x="-180" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="12" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="14" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="2" />
  </node>
  <node id="2" name="Prairie">
    <description>The taller grasses and flowers give way here to shorter buffalo grass and primroses.  A small flock of prairie-chickens scratch in the dirt and grass for food.  Though they move away from visitors to the area, there is not sufficient danger to send them squawking for shelter.</description>
    <description>The taller grasses and flowers give way here to shorter buffalo grass and primroses.  The pale primroses are in full bloom, casting their sweet scent across the prairie.</description>
    <position x="-180" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="1" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="4" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="3" />
  </node>
  <node id="3" name="Derelict Road, Whistling Wood" note="Map68_Shard_South_Gate.xml|S Gate|sgate">
    <description>The stone road, once the pinnacle of craftsmanship, is cracked and worn.  Framed on both sides by the Whistling Wood, it winds its way southward to the Dark Hand.  The crumbling remains of the old South Bridge of Shard can be seen to the north, set against the crystalline purity of the city's walls.</description>
    <position x="-180" y="120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="2" />
  </node>
  <node id="4" name="Prairie">
    <description>The path skirts the edge of a slough hole.  The swamp-like depression is filled with cattails, pickerelweed and soft rushes.  A pair of lark sparrows is feeding on the mosquitoes and other insects that are flittering over the slough.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="2" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="5" />
  </node>
  <node id="5" name="Prairie">
    <description>The path weaves through a thick patch of prairie junegrass.  The sod underfoot feels as solid as a stone road although it's composed of only grass and dirt.  In the taller grasses at the path's edge, there are signs of trails and burrows made by small animals.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="4" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="6" />
  </node>
  <node id="6" name="Prairie">
    <description>In all directions, as far as the eye can see, stretch gentle rolling hills covered in billowing green and gold waves.  A patch of dark green to the east and some sort of clearing to the far north are the only variations that can be seen from here.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="8" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="5" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="7" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gap" destination="37" />
  </node>
  <node id="7" name="Prairie">
    <description>A male grouse, in full peacock-like display, struts proudly back and forth at the far end of the trail.  Suddenly he stops, cups his wings behind him and then begins to slowly beat his wings.  As he picks up the pace, the sound goes from a mute pop to the booming of a kettledrum.  There is a brief rustling in the grass and out pops a hen.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="6" />
  </node>
  <node id="8" name="Prairie">
    <description>A large field of tall sweet william and big bluestem prairie grass change the billowing waves of grass to lavender and blue-green.  From their hidden vantage nearby, a pair of meadowlarks sings happily.</description>
    <description>A large field of tall sweet william and big bluestem prairie grass change the billowing waves of grass to lavender and blue-green.  From a hidden vantage nearby, an owl hoots briefly, then flutters from its hiding place to glide overhead.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="9" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="6" />
  </node>
  <node id="9" name="Prairie">
    <description>From the top of this small hill, a homestead -- complete with house, barn and fields -- can be seen to the north.  Like an island suddenly appearing in the middle of an otherwise featureless sea, the homestead looks sadly out of place on the prairie.</description>
    <description>From the top of this small hill, the vague outlines of several buildings can be seen in a large clearing to the north.  Amid the tall waving grasses, the clearing looks like a wound on the surface of the prairie.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="10" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="8" />
  </node>
  <node id="10" name="Prairie, Old Homestead">
    <description>A rough split-rail fence marks the start of the homestead.  Parts of the fence, including the gate, have fallen into disrepair.  Beyond the gate, the homestead looks abandoned and forlorn.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="9" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go rough gate" destination="11" />
  </node>
  <node id="11" name="Prairie, Old Homestead">
    <description>The encroachment of the prairie has been halted for the time being as signs of activity become apparent.  Though the sod house and barn are in ruin, the fresh scent of horse droppings and hoof and foot prints in every direction suggest the homestead is not abandoned.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="34" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="30" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go rough gate" destination="10" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go corral" destination="35" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go old barn" destination="36" />
  </node>
  <node id="12" name="Prairie, Prairie Dog Town" note="Prairie Dog Town">
    <description>Cone-shaped piles of dirt, each with an entrance hole, dot a large expanse of land.  After a moment, a prairie dog peeks from one hole then cautiously climbs out.  He looks cautiously around, then lets out a ringing bark and suddenly the area is swarming with other dogs.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="1" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="13" />
  </node>
  <node id="13" name="Prairie, Prairie Dog Town">
    <description>A prairie dog sentinel carefully watches the borders of his town.  Every so often, he flicks his tail and the other dogs in the area pause.  When he gives no additional signals of danger, they continue with their activities.  Some are eating grasses, while others are grooming one another.  A couple are even busy digging a new mound.</description>
    <position x="-180" y="20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="12" />
  </node>
  <node id="14" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring" color="#008000">
    <description>A large weeping willow hangs over the western end of Wylder Spring.  Beneath it the air is cool and shaded, a welcome respite from the heat of the ever-present prairie sun.  Cattails and shallow water grasses grow around the edge of the pond.</description>
    <description>A large weeping willow hangs over the western end of Wylder Spring.  Cattails and shallow water grasses grow around the edge of the pond.  Bullfrogs, hidden in the cattails, croak endlessly through the night.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="18" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="15" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="1" />
  </node>
  <node id="15" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring" color="#008000">
    <description>A cloud of gnats swirls along the shore, choking unwary travelers who inhale a lung-full of their almost invisible bodies.  A bullfrog leaps from a waterlily into the spring and submerges, leaving only his eyes and nostrils visible.</description>
    <description>A cloud of gnats swirls along the shore, choking unwary travelers who inhale a lung-full of their almost invisible bodies.  As fireflies dance up and down over the surface of the spring, their brief flashes of light are reflected in the water.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="16" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="14" />
  </node>
  <node id="16" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring" color="#008000">
    <description>The path passes between several young willows along the shore and a row of cottonwoods that sit farther back.  The air is filled with the white puffball-like seeds of the cottonwood.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="17" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="15" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb tall cottonwood" destination="462" />
  </node>
  <node id="17" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring" color="#008000">
    <description>A family of ducks floats calmly on the surface of the spring, weaving through waterlillies and the trailing limbs of a weeping willow near the shore before venturing into the clearer waters in the middle.  To the east, the rolling gold and green of the prairie returns.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="19" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="16" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="18" />
  </node>
  <node id="18" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring" color="#008000">
    <description>A startled jackrabbit bounds quickly from the spring into the surrounding prairie grass.  A variety of animal tracks, including some left by the jackrabbit, can be seen in the muddy shoreline.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="17" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="14" />
  </node>
  <node id="19" name="Prairie">
    <description>In the distance a small herd of bison grazes among the prairie grasses.  From the tracks in the dirt here, it looks as if they sometimes travel to the spring for water.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="20" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="17" />
  </node>
  <node id="20" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>As if announcing the transition to high desert plains, a solitary prophet tree lifts silvery-barked and heavily spiked limbs to the sky.  Its deep scarlet blossoms hang like a benediction over the plains and frame a distant view of the vividly variegated badlands to the east.</description>
    <description>A solitary tree lifts its heavily spiked limbs toward the dark heavens.  To the east, hulking shadows rise from the ground.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="21" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="19" />
  </node>
  <node id="21" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the northeast.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  Beyond the hollow, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the northeast, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise beyond the hollow.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="28" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="20" />
  </node>
  <node id="22" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the northwest.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  To the northeast, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the northwest, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise above the northeastern horizon.</description>
    <position x="20" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="23" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="21" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="29" />
  </node>
  <node id="23" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the west.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  To the northeast, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the west, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise above the northeastern horizon.</description>
    <position x="40" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="24" />
  </node>
  <node id="24" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the southwest.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  To the northeast, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the southwest, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise above the northeastern horizon.</description>
    <position x="20" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="25" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="23" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="27" />
  </node>
  <node id="25" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>Colorful buttes formed from tinted layers of soil rise majestically above the expanse of the savannah to the northeast.  To the southwest, the land sinks into a wide shallow depression full of shortgrass punctuated by pink and purple flowers.</description>
    <description>Dark, shadowy buttes rise intimidatingly above the flat expanse of the savannah to the northeast.  To the southwest, the land sinks into a wide shallow depression.</description>
    <position x="40" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="26" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="24" />
  </node>
  <node id="26" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The distinctively colored plateaus of the Mosaic Bluffs rise above the northern horizon.  Massive columns tower over the surrounding prairie and slender spires arch in fantastic shapes.</description>
    <description>To the north, dark mesas rise above the flat horizon of the grasslands.  Only the occasional chirping of crickets and the swish of grasses waving in the breeze break the quiet evening solitude.</description>
    <position x="60" y="20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="25" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb steep trail" destination="488" />
  </node>
  <node id="27" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the southeast.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  To the northeast, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the southeast, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise above the northeastern horizon.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="24" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="28" />
  </node>
  <node id="28" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the east.  Sparse prairie shortgrass grows along the perimeter, thickening into a lush green field dotted with pink and purple flowers toward the center of the depression.  To the northeast, colorfully striated cliffs rise above the horizon.</description>
    <description>The ground slopes downward into a wide, shallow depression to the east, where the air seems very still.  Deep shades of night rise above the northeastern horizon.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="27" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="21" />
  </node>
  <node id="29" name="Haizen Jan Aradan, Prairie">
    <description>At the center of this broad, shallow crater the earth is alive with lush green prairie shortgrass brightened by tiny pink and purple sweet vetch blossoms.</description>
    <description>The prairie shortgrass grows thick at the center of this broad, shallow crater.  Protected from night breezes by the slight surrounding rise, the air is calm and quiet.</description>
    <position x="0" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="24" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="23" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="21" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="28" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="27" />
  </node>
  <node id="30" name="Prairie, Old Homestead">
    <description>Vaguely straight rows of ripening wheat wave gently in the wind.  In the shaded furrows between, blue bells, goldenrods, and oxeye daisies grow happily.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="11" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go trampled path" destination="31" />
  </node>
  <node id="31" name="Prairie, A Large Clearing">
    <description>Looming overhead, a wayward pine tree spreads heavy branches over this verdant clearing, its benevolent presence offering a fragrant shelter from the elements.  Weaving across the area is a narrow path that leads to a neat cottage veiled with goldenbell vines, the doorway framed by clay planters clustered with flowers and herbs.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go trampled path" destination="30" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ivy-veiled cottage" destination="233" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pine tree" destination="232" />
  </node>
  <node id="32" name="Prairie, Secluded Building">
    <description>Weathered to the soft gold hues of its surroundings, a wood-framed building stands behind a screen of graceful bluestem and plumegrasses.  The stately prairie denizens dapple the building with a mosaic of moving shadows.  To the southwest is the towering silhouette of a wayward pine tree, almost obscuring the cottage tucked against its base.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="31" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pine tree" destination="33" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wood-framed building" destination="231" />
  </node>
  <node id="33" name="Survivalist Supplies, Back Room" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Fragrant pine boughs hang to the ground, sheltering this quiet space from the elements.  Flickering light from a fire crackling in a stone-lined pit sends dancing reflections against the forest-green curtain that divides the trunk into a cozy semicircle.  A case sits below a shelf that has been affixed so carefully that the tree trunk is growing unharmed around it.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go green curtain" destination="232" />
  </node>
  <node id="34" name="Prairie, Old Homestead">
    <description>Pumpkin vines compete with the prairie grasses for dominance of an old vegetable and herb garden.  Carrot tops, dillweed and even some sunflower plants poke out here and there.  Among the vines, open holes in the soil reveal that someone has reaped what was sown long ago.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="11" />
  </node>
  <node id="35" name="Prairie, Corral">
    <description>Small piles of fodder upon the ground, the remains of a recent meal, suggest that someone has recently found a use for the dilapidated corral.  The rest of the split-rail corral lies in ruin, with only a few standing posts remaining, making it hard to determine where the prairie stops and the structure begins.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="11" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="36" />
  </node>
  <node id="36" name="Prairie, Old Homestead">
    <description>The dark, damp barn is little more than a large shed divided into two stalls.  Newly cut hay is stored in one of the stalls, while in the other a bedroll has been neatly stretched out.  More than mice now inhabit what was once an empty, echoing structure.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="35" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="11" />
  </node>
  <node id="37" name="Abandoned Road">
    <description>Several long-abandoned crates sit on the side of the road.  Some have cracked open, spilling their contents -- rusted unmarked tins, long-decayed pelts, sacks of putrid half-sprouted grains and seeds. The wind must have picked up some of the grains before they sprouted because a wide band of wheat, barley and oats grows in a widening arc from the crates.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="38" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="39" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gap" destination="6" />
  </node>
  <node id="38" name="Abandoned Road">
    <description>The old road ends in a wide meadow.  A flock of sheep is grazing while a shepherd boy looks on.  Suddenly there is a bark and bleat, followed by a ewe and lamb breaking out of the taller grasses at the meadow's edge.  A sheep dog comes trotting out after them, quite proud of his find.</description>
    <description>The old road ends in a wide meadow.  A shepherd sits before a fire while another one sleeps nearby.  Their flock looks like white cotton scattered around the clearing.  A pair of sheep dogs silently patrols the perimeter, guarding their charges from the night predators.</description>
    <position x="-270" y="130" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="37" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="636" />
  </node>
  <node id="39" name="Abandoned Road">
    <description>Clumps of grass and flowers dot the surface of an old gravel road.  The prairie grasses on either side are slowly creeping in, and in a few years will have obscured the road completely.  Every now and again, the wind carries the muted city noises from Shard, but otherwise all that can be heard is an almost silent rush of the wind through the grass.</description>
    <description>Clumps of brush and flowers dot the surface of an old gravel road.  The prairie grasses on either side are slowly creeping in, and in a few years will have obscured the road completely.  There is a dim glow to the west from the lights of Shard.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="45" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="37" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="40" />
  </node>
  <node id="40" name="East Trade Route, Journey's Rest">
    <description>For centuries, the Journey's Rest has been a stopping point for travelers arriving to and leaving from the fabled city of Shard.  Marble benches provide a place to rest weary feet and chat with passing merchants or wanderers.  To the east lies an expanse of farm fields stretching as far as the naked eye can see.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="39" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="41" />
  </node>
  <node id="41" name="Shard, East Bridge">
    <description>Marble balustrades on either side of the walkway shine with a mysterious light of their own, marking the boundaries of the bridge's width.  The ancient planks underfoot are hard and sturdy, defying the erosion of time.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="40" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="42" />
  </node>
  <node id="42" name="Shard, East Bridge">
    <description>Here the bridge rises to its highest point, affording a view of the tremendous expanse of farmlands east of the lake.  To the west the Tower of Shard rises majestically over the walls of the city.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="41" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="43" />
  </node>
  <node id="43" name="Shard, East Bridge">
    <description>Directly west, Shard's east gate stands sentinel over traffic crossing into and out of the city.  To the east, the bridge arcs to the shore of the Lake of Tears.  Years of caravan traffic has left its mark in the planking of this otherwise well-maintained structure.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="42" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="44" />
  </node>
  <node id="44" name="Shard, East Bridge" note="East Bridge|E Bridge|Premium Portal|Portal|Kraelyst start point|travel start point" color="#FF00FF">
    <description>The extravagance of the eastern quarter of Shard is evident here milk-white marble railings gleam on the cloudiest days.  The marble and the life-sculpted deobar supports show that no expense was spared in olden times, and the new paving stones that cover the roadway blend unobtrusively with the old construction.</description>
    <description>The extravagance of the eastern quarter of Shard is evident here; milk-white marble railings gleam on the cloudiest days.  The marble and the life-sculpted deobar supports show that no expense was spared in olden times, and the new paving stones that cover the roadway blend unobtrusively with the old construction.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="43" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go city gate" destination="216" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go meeting portal" destination="618" />
  </node>
  <node id="45" name="Eastern Lakeside, Small Path">
    <description>To the southwest, a sloped bridge leads over the water of the Lake of Tears and into the crystal-walled city of Shard.  A small dell filled with bright, bold flowers lines the road that leads out of the eastern wall.  The way curves around the Lake of Tears to the north and west.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="46" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="39" />
  </node>
  <node id="46" name="Eastern Lakeside, Small Path">
    <description>The lonely road meanders northwest, a tall crystal gate to the south and west welcoming travelers heading for the great city.  Copperleaf trees are planted alongside the path, metallic leaves glittering as sunlight brushes over their scintillating surfaces.  They tinkle softly in the breeze, their cadence the living rhythm of nature's percussion.</description>
    <description>Copperleaf trees bow their heads in nightly prayers, their metallic leaves pattering against each other with the languid rhythms of a lazy storm.  The lakeside ripples, its surface dark with the tide of evening.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="47" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="45" />
  </node>
  <node id="47" name="Eastern Lakeside, Small Path" note="food cart">
    <description>Bushes bearing pale snowflower blossoms cluster at the water's edge.  A tall willow tree sways gently in the breeze, its long, fine branches dipping down into the water.</description>
    <description>The night sky frames the slender form of a willow tree.  Her countenance, though rugged, bears all the regal grace of a queen, her form rising against the sweeping scape of the lake, proud and graceful beneath the stars.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="48" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="46" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go winding trail" destination="256" />
  </node>
  <node id="48" name="Eastern Shore, Road by the Gate">
    <description>Tall stalks of hyacinthe and delicate clementine blossoms perfume the air.  The wind blows a cool comforting breeze over the water of the lake, calming and soothing the weary traveler.</description>
    <description>Tall stalks of nightflower and jes-rose blossoms perfume the air.  The wind blows a cool, comforting breeze over the water of the lake, calming and soothing the weary traveler.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="49" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="47" />
  </node>
  <node id="49" name="Eastern Shore, Road by the Gate">
    <description>The gates of Shard to the south glimmer with refracted colors and hues.  The shimmering water of the lake ripples and glistens beneath the glowing city, framing the great capital of Ilithi in an aura of pure light.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="50" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="48" />
  </node>
  <node id="50" name="Northern Lakeside, East Gate Road">
    <description>The road bordering the city is wide and clean, bringing the orderliness of the Elothean people to even the most humble of places.  Delicate crystal flowers twine around dark metal stalks in a roadside garden glistening beneath the sun.</description>
    <description>Crystal flowers, obviously lifesculpted, reach their glowing, diamond-like petals to the dark sky.  Grey mist settles around them, edging in from the expansive shore of the lake.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="51" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="49" />
  </node>
  <node id="51" name="Northern Lakeside, East Gate Road">
    <description>Trader and adventurer alike pass to and from the crystal city along this lakeside path, pausing occasionally to inhale the clean pure air.</description>
    <description>Traders and adventurers wander southeast toward the slumbering city, or west to the expanse of the southern road.  The water of the lake ripples tranquilly beneath the night sky.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="52" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="50" />
  </node>
  <node id="52" name="Northern Lake Shore, East Gate Road" note="Sirese">
    <description>The edge of the lake laps against a shore of fine crystal-white sands.  Small wood-violets and sirese flowers lie scattered about the edges of the road, adding splashes of brightness along the dreary route.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="51" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="53" />
  </node>
  <node id="53" name="Northern Lake Shore, East Gate Road">
    <description>A wrought-iron bridge painted a bright white color twines and spirals in ornate geometric patterns as it arches silently over a small stream and towards a two-story stone mansion set in a nearby grassy field.  Running parallel to the lake, the little creek vanishes swiftly into the forest bordering the path.  The fine Elothean work of the bridge is complimented by a vine brimming with blood-red iera flowers, its petals glistening with moisture.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="52" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="54" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wrought-iron bridge" destination="235" />
  </node>
  <node id="54" name="Northern Lake Shore, East Gate Road">
    <description>Willow trees tremble at the edge of the road, their slender branches wavering in the tremulous breeze that drifts past.  Initials worn past reading are carved on one of the ageless trunks, the letters long forgotten to time and to rain that has slowly eroded their meaning away.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="53" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="55" />
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  <node id="55" name="Northern Lake Shore, Seeing Stones">
    <description>A circle of the fabled Elothean Seeing Stones stand tall here.  Obelisks of some luminous obsidian-like rock, they stand in a perfect ring, their tips rising high near the roadside.</description>
    <description>The evening sky drapes her cloak over a circle of tall stone obelisks that stand by the roadside.  Aligned with certain heavenly forms above, they stand tall and proud amidst the night's shadows.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="54" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="56" />
  </node>
  <node id="56" name="Northern Lakeside, Small Garden">
    <description>To the east, the tall, slender forms of some black stones peek over a wicker garden fence that neatly edges in the path, a touch of order in this small pocket of wilderness.  A tall wrought-iron arch spirals over the East Gate Road, blooming roses twined around the dark metal.  The heady scent of flowers perfumes the air.</description>
    <description>To the east, something black and slender peeks over a wicker garden fence that neatly edges in the path, a touch of order in this small pocket of wilderness.  A tall wrought-iron arch spirals over the East Gate Road, the roses that twine around the dark metal closed for the evening.  The vaguest remnant of their perfume lingers in the air, the scent slowly being erased by the hand of the lakeside breeze.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-260" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="55" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="57" />
  </node>
  <node id="57" name="Northern Lakeside, Crystal Shore">
    <description>The fine sands of the shore glisten in the sun.  Thousands of crystal fragments refract light, the beach alongside the road a shimmering skin that carpets the dust from travel and commerce.</description>
    <description>Moonlight washes over the pearlescent sands of the lake, their colors and hues shadowed and complimented by the indigo sky.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-280" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="56" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="58" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gravel pathway" destination="555" />
  </node>
  <node id="58" name="Northern Lakeside, Eastern Shore">
    <description>A delicate lily bends over with the weight of dew and small grains of sand on its silken petals.  Golden pollen drifts in the air, a heady scent that mingles with the crispness of the water nearby.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="57" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="59" />
  </node>
  <node id="59" name="Northern Lakeside, Willow Grove">
    <description>The willow trees stand tall and wave their soft branches.  Bright orange blossoms cling to the bark on delicate vines.</description>
    <description>The dark clamour of evening's music rings out over Ilithi.   Here in the quiet willow grove it seems the loudest.  The branches of the trees sway and caper in the breeze, their rustling leaves singing a sweet accompaniment.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="58" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="60" />
  </node>
  <node id="60" name="Westside Lakeshore, East Gate Road">
    <description>An ornate silver sign points to the east, indicating the direction where one of the city's gates stands.  The roadside cups the lake's edge, curving protectively around the shore.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="59" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="61" />
  </node>
  <node id="61" name="Westside Lakeshore, East Gate Road">
    <description>The still waters beyond the shore shimmer, their surface sparkling like a ripple of liquid glass as winds brush over the skin of the lake.  To the west the busy Southern Trade Route winds its way to the north edge of the crystal city.  Southeast, the far east gate of Shard devours the end of the path.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="60" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="62" />
  </node>
  <node id="62" name="Lake of Tears, East Gate Road">
    <description>The sparkling metropolis of Shard towers from its perch on the lake, a crystal jewel set into the vibrant crown of the water.  Tall, colorless spires cast shadows over the ground, sunlight streaking against the fantastic city and refracting around the multitude of buildings as a faint aura of glistening rainbows.</description>
    <description>Crystal buildings and pinnacles loom over the wall that surrounds Shard, their faceted faces reflected in the dark water below.  Stars twinkle with a soft abandon, their smiling points glittering alongside the tall spires of Shard that stand resolutely over the lake.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="61" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="63" />
  </node>
  <node id="63" name="Lake of Tears, East Gate Road" note="RTI03|RT-S-GPS" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The expansive body of water that Shard is constructed over ripples as a slight breeze brushes over the lake, the cool calmness radiating from the serene blue surface almost hypnotic.</description>
    <description>The expansive body of water that Shard is constructed over ripples as a slight breeze brushes over the lake, the cool calmness radiating from the serene cobalt surface almost hypnotic.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="62" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="64" />
  </node>
  <node id="64" name="Lake of Tears, East Gate Road">
    <description>This part of the path branches around the shimmering lakeside that encircles the crystal city.  To the southeast, the far gate of Shard lies open for trade and for commerce.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="63" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="65" />
  </node>
  <node id="65" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to Shard">
    <description>Wyvern Mountain towers far into the sky to the southwest, a monument to time and myth.  East of it reclines Shard, a shimmer of light against the omnipresent darkness of the glowering peak.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="71" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="64" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="66" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go muddy trail" destination="217" />
  </node>
  <node id="66" name="South Trade Route, Journey's Rest">
    <description>The Southern Trade Route meets Shard's North Bridge here at the Journey's Rest.  Travelers often use this convenient stopping point to recheck their gear before moving on.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-280" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="65" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="67" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go hidden trail" destination="617" />
  </node>
  <node id="67" name="Shard, North Bridge">
    <description>North Bridge gently slopes down towards the shore where it joins the Southern Trade Route connecting Shard to the Northlands.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-260" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="66" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="68" />
  </node>
  <node id="68" name="Shard, North Bridge">
    <description>The Tower of Shard stabs upward over the city walls directly south, accompanied by a smaller, darker tower masked in its own gloom.  To the north a vast field leads up to the edge of the Dragon's Breath Forest.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="67" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="69" />
  </node>
  <node id="69" name="Shard, North Bridge">
    <description>The elegance of Elven architecture spills over onto the north bridge from the city proper as evident in the crystal inlay and carefully carved wooden trestles.  The wooden planks and marble supports do not show any indications of time's passage.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="68" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="70" />
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  <node id="70" name="Shard, North Bridge" note="North Bridge|N Bridge|Kraelyst start point|travel start point" color="#808000">
    <description>To the north of this opulent bridge, the Dragon Spine Mountains span the horizon and exhale a dense forest known simply as the Dragon's Breath.  The North city gates stand close by, guarded by sharp-eyed soldiers on the city wall.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="69" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go city gate" destination="215" />
  </node>
  <node id="71" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to Shard">
    <description>The well-tended trade route bears signs of both old and recent travel, from scraps of worn leather and clothing tossed aside, to an ancient waystation standing beside the path, as it most likely has for countless years.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-320" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="65" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="72" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ancient waystation" destination="495" />
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  <node id="72" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to Shard">
    <description>Swarms of people head both south and north along the road.  Dignitaries, Traders, peasants, mages - people from all walks of life traverse the road to and from Shard, a panoply of cultural richness.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-340" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="71" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="73" />
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  <node id="73" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to Shard" note="RTI04|RT-S-HC" color="#C2B280">
    <description>Elegant rosewood trees line the roadside, their pale red leaves rustling as they slowly drift to the ground.  To the south, the tips of a crystal city peek into view.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="74" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="72" />
  </node>
  <node id="74" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to Shard">
    <description>The golden farmlands to the north shimmer with fiery ripples as the wind dances over them.  To the south, the road widens, showing signs of frequent trade and use.  An abandoned wagon rests forlornly on a patch of grass near the roadside, a Trader's dream shattered by a broken wheel.</description>
    <description>The evening winds languidly glide in from the northern farmlands and over the dusky road.  Shadows cast eerie figures over a broken wagon resting on a patch of grass to one side of the route.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="75" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="73" />
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  <node id="75" name="Golden Grain Fields, Main Road">
    <description>The fields to the south begin to thin, accomodating for the road as it widens for increasing travel.  On the horizon in the same direction, a shimmering crystal city waits astride a sparkling blue lake.  On the other, northern horizon, the shadows of dark mountains loom hungrily over the fields that languish below them.</description>
    <description>The dusk of evening's cloak lingers over the edge of the golden fields to the north and the expansive road leading to Shard in the south.  Starlight glistens, boldly highlighting the crystal metropolis in all her glory on the distant horizon.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-400" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="76" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="74" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go winding path" destination="683" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="683" />
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  <node id="76" name="Golden Grain Fields, Dusky Path">
    <description>A small chipmunk lounges on a cracked wooden fence, happily munching on the fruit of some poor farmer's hard labors.  The shadow of a homesteading lurks over the rippling fields of grain to the west.</description>
    <description>A small black chipmunk lounges on a cracked wooden fence, its eyes shut in repose.  The shadow of a homesteading lurks over the rippling sheafs of grain to the west, its windows glowing with golden firelight.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-400" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="77" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="75" />
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  <node id="77" name="Golden Grain Fields, Dusky Path">
    <description>The fields that surround the road seem to stretch on forever, bright burnished wheat swaying gently to the cadence of a slight breeze.  The wide expanse of sky stretches far over the shimmering grains of the farmland.</description>
    <description>The fields that surround the road seem to go on forever, a ripple of varying graytones swaying in a night breeze.  The wide expanse of night curves over the slumbering farmland like the stretched skin of some massive, darkling creature.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-400" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="78" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="76" />
  </node>
  <node id="78" name="Golden Grain Fields, The Well">
    <description>A stone well rises from the earth beside the road, its rock surface polished, the rope and gears in prime condition.  A young Elothean girl struggles with a heavy bucket of water, smiling at you through her disheveled golden locks.</description>
    <description>The night sky drapes its silken folds over a stone well.  An Elothean girl settles an empty bucket on its rim, readying it to draw water for the evening meal.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="79" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="77" />
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  <node id="79" name="Golden Grain Fields">
    <description>Workers swing long, sharp scythes back and forth, slicing through the dense gold of the fields.  Swift hands bundle the shafts of grain, laying them aside in tall piles.</description>
    <description>Half-cut fields of wheat create a jagged wall to the east and west of the path.  Bundled grains and rolls of hay lie forgotten beside the path, their burden too heavy to be concerned with the notion of theft.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="80" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="78" />
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  <node id="80" name="Edge of the Fields, Dusky Path">
    <description>An ocean of golden wheat stretches as far as the eye can see.  Wooden yokes and leather harness rest over a weathered oak fence, shiny from use.  Footprints left by meandering livestock are impressed into the soft, fallow earth below.</description>
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    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="81" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="79" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb low stile" destination="221" />
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  <node id="81" name="Edge of the Fields, Dusky Path">
    <description>A dusky path leads south, deeper into the fields, and north towards the forest.  The tip of Wyvern Mountain peeks over the abundant grains, as do the tall spires of Shard in the distance.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="109" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="80" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go bridle path" destination="82" />
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  <node id="82" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>Packed by the passage of foot-sore travelers and trader caravans, the rich loamy soil forms a smooth dark surface.  Undulating across the horizon, the open grassland is broken only by a thin line of trees atop a small rise.  The path splits itself here, sending a narrow ribbon of dirt twisting to the northeast while turning itself westward.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="83" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="90" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dusky path" destination="81" />
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  <node id="83" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>The wooden palisade of Steelclaw Clan rises to intimidating heights, the only break in its uniformity the gateway to the southwest.  The dirt path winds around the wall, although portions of the soft earth have broken away and fallen into the trench surrounding the palisade.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-460" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="84" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="82" />
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  <node id="84" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>The sturdy palisade wall to the west rises high above, the sharpened tips of the logs used to build the wall pointing at the sky like a line of sentry spears raised in defense.  Filled with trash and refuse, the trench continues its way around the wooden wall.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-520" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="83" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="85" />
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  <node id="85" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>To the south, the palisade wall of Steelclaw Clan rises intimidatingly into the air, its wooden surface pocked with shadows.  The packed dirt of the path is soft in spots, as though the road were being eaten away from below.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="86" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="84" />
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  <node id="86" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>Large fields, filled with a great variety of crops, lie spread out in the meadow beside the dirt path.  A few figures can be seen in the distance walking through the fields, although it is impossible to say if they are farmers looking over their crops, or young lovers looking for some time alone.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-560" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="87" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="85" />
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  <node id="87" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>Farmland stretches from horizon to horizon, creating a panoramic view of harmony with nature.  Being smart farmers, the people of Steelclaw clan have kept the majority of their fields fallow, to regain nutrients for the next planting season.  To the north, a low line of trees can be seen.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="88" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="86" />
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  <node id="88" name="Farmland, Bridle Path" note="Berengaria|shrine" color="#A6A3D9">
    <description>Some devout farmer has erected a shrine to Berengaria, goddess of the growing earth, beside the packed-earth trail.  Although it may just be wishful thinking, the crops growing in the fields adjacent to the shrine seem healthier than those farther away.  The line of trees to the north looms imposingly over the fields.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-600" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="89" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="87" />
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  <node id="89" name="Farmland, Bridle Path">
    <description>The farmlands end abruptly at a line of trees, the demarcation of an old skyfruit orchard.  Those fields abutting the trees are scraggly and look as though they yield little come harvest time.  Skyfruit trees, while producing glorious, highly desired fruit, are notorious for stealing all the nutrients from the soil and requiring long, loving care for the fields to recover.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-620" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="88" />
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  <node id="90" name="Steelclaw Clan, Entrance" note="Steelclaw Clan">
    <description>A forbidding curtain of wood, formed of thick oak logs banded with iron, thrusts itself from the landscape.  At the foot of the palisade, encircling it like a belt to trews, lies a steep-sided trench spanned by the narrow flying bridge that provides the only visible access into the Clan.</description>
    <position x="-760" y="-440" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="82" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go flying bridge" destination="91" />
  </node>
  <node id="91" name="Steelclaw Clan, Bailey">
    <description>Passing between the mammoth beams that serve as gateposts, the bridge discharges its passengers in a neatly kept cobblestone-and-dirt courtyard.  Scores of brightly roofed buildings ring the bowl-shapped bailey and offer a cheerful contrast to the massive hill and great hall rising in the distance.</description>
    <description>Passing between the mammoth beams that serve as gateposts, the bridge discharges its passengers in a cobbled courtyard.  Torches on the surrounding walls light the bowl-shapped bailey as grooms and ostlers go about their night-time chores.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="94" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="92" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go palisade gate" destination="90" />
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  <node id="92" name="Steelclaw Clan, Bailey">
    <description>Dust devils swirl briefly in the wind before settling back to coat the ragged grass lining the thin path running at the base of the palisade.  Overhead, the walkway that runs along the top of the protective walls reverberates with the watchful pacing of the guards.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go kirm morzindu" destination="561" />
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  <node id="93" name="Steelclaw Clan, Bailey">
    <description>Heaps of rusting metal, piles of broken poles and mounds of indistinguishable debris vie against each other for control of this forlorn dark corner of the bailey.  Wobbling precariously, each pile resembles a block of ice on a hot day as the topmost junk trickles down to become the bottommost junk in a continuous cascade of clinks, clanks and clatters.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-520" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go dark corner" destination="202" />
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  <node id="94" name="Steelclaw Clan, Rothan Square">
    <description>Nestled under the watchful gaze of the palisade lies a large open bailey dotted with neatly whitewashed wood and stone buildings.  Wisps of woodsmoke curl through the air before moving on to mingle with the spicy, sweet and earthy fragrances of a busy community and the raucous clang of metal striking metal, a farrier or weaponsmith at work, harmonizes with the shouted curses of traders chivvying recalcitrant yaks.</description>
    <description>Silent and forlorn, the small area of merchant carts and artisan shops has been transformed from a place of comfortable familiarity into a surreal and forbidding landscape held captive by night's velvet grasp.  Faint glimmers of light can be spotted across the bailey and the measured patterns sliced into the darkness as they move reveals they must be the shuttered lanterns carried by Clan journeymen on watch.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="95" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="91" />
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  <node id="95" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jainder's Stone">
    <description>Rising upwards like a victorious fist, a thick slab of basalt towers over the neighboring shops and homes.  Rather than removing the obstacle, the bailey folk have simply paved around the black bulk and small benches and tables have been placed around its circumference.  Bundles of flowers and herbs, in various states of decay, are scattered amongst the tables and at the base of the stone.</description>
    <position x="-700" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="96" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="94" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="97" />
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  <node id="96" name="Steelclaw Clan, Telo Jegu">
    <description>Meandering around the trunk of an ironwood tree, the cobblestone path exhausts itself at the edge of a spacious square where two of the palisade walls join together.  Nestled against the timber lies a series of stone buildings and sheds surrounding a large earthen circle fenced with painted rails.  Inside the fence, hard-eyed men and women raise puffs of dust as they spar against one another or stand alone, swinging gleaming weapons through intricate patterns.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go stone building" destination="213" />
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  <node id="97" name="Steelclaw Clan, Zindu">
    <description>Slim wooden homes, shutters painted in bright, crisp colors, invite strollers to admire the herb and flower gardens decorating their front paths.  Jutting from the facade of each residence and overhanging the street, enclosed balconies painted with family crests offer cozy perches for suitors to woo dowered daughters.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go side street" destination="539" />
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  <node id="98" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jainder's Way">
    <description>A balky mule pulls a trader's colorful caravan up to the small stone building housing the Trader's outpost.  An apprentice runs out the tiled entrance to hold the lead on the caravan, soothing the mule with her gentle touch, while others work quickly to unload the goods delivered as the master trader passes through the tiled entrance to present his contracts to the clerks within.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="94" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go tiled entrance" destination="548" />
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  <node id="99" name="Steelclaw Clan, Cistern" note="Cistern">
    <description>Children scamper unfettered about the perimeter of the bailey's water supply, dodging knots of merchants discussing the latest shipments of trader goods, or sit quietly at the feet of scarred veterans listening raptly to tales of long ago battles and blood long since shed.  Young men and women, ladling water into round earthenware jars, exchange flirtatious banter and shy glances in a dance older than civilization as bystanders yell out encouragment from the open doorway of large wooden building.</description>
    <description>Though the touch of night's dark cloak has emptied the normally thronging plaza, a blaze of light and noise from the doorway of the Broken Blade falls across the cistern's waters.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="100" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="98" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="207" />
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  <node id="100" name="Steelclaw Clan, Alcove">
    <description>The cobblestoned streets peter out, leaving a packed-earth trail that leads to a dead-end not far from the cistern.  The rhythmic hammering of a forge echoes through the open door of a simple stone building to the right.  A large sign hangs above the doorway, the words carved on it somewhat worn from weather.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go open door" destination="212" />
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  <node id="101" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jainder's Way">
    <description>Small shacks and a rough stone stable, weathered a dull grey, crowd against one another with an almost furtive air, as if shrinking from the solid bulk of the motte that rises behind them.  Only the stone avenue appears resolute, continuing its journey towards the heart of the Clan - the massive great hall that crouches atop the summit of the hill.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="102" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="99" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go weathered stable" destination="549" />
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  <node id="102" name="Steelclaw Clan, Havor Way">
    <description>Filling the air with a subtle fragrance, a climbing rose drapes its brilliant mantle across a lattice frame, dripping splashes of color across the silver-grey flagstones that lead beneath an intricately carved rosewood arch.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go rosewood arch" destination="107" />
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  <node id="103" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jainder's Walk">
    <description>Massive ironwood timbers creak as the cobblestoned street gives way to the broad wooden ramp leading up to the Lamentine bridge.  Swallows, their nests safely tucked up under the bridge supports, dart gracefully hither and fro around the beams and out across the walls to the rich farm lands and dinner.</description>
    <description>Stark blackness lines the ramp and bridge supports in odd shadows and shapes and the area is still as it slumbers.  An occasional soft chirring can be heard as the swallows that nest under the bridge question the presence of all comers.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go ramp" destination="104" />
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  <node id="104" name="Steelclaw Clan, Lamentine Bridge">
    <description>From the dizzying height of Lamentine Bridge, the countryside unfolds like a weaver's tapestry with the green and amber of orchards and grain fields stitched neatly together by roads and fences.  Planks worn smooth by the footfall of a dozen generations, the bridge sways slightly under the hand of the wind.</description>
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  <node id="105" name="Steelclaw Clan, Lamentine Bridge">
    <description>As the bridge's endcap draws nigh, the bulk and size of the motte can be clearly seen.  Tons of clay, soil and rock have been layered and then pounded into a solid mound that rises two stories above the bailey and provides an obstacle that even the most determined foe would find difficult.  Perched upon the crown of the motte sits the austere walls of the Barbarian Guild.</description>
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  <node id="106" name="Steelclaw Clan, Motte">
    <description>Fresh-faced men and women, dressed in apprentice black, gather about veteran warriors and snatches of generous praise and sharp corrections can be heard as a disarm technique is displayed or grip adjusted.  Other apprentices, younger than the rest and carrying bundles, rush towards and from the path leading down into the bailey.  Black flagstones trail towards the marquetry doors of the guild.</description>
    <description>Lanterns, hung on tall poles, cast pools of light upon the flagstones and guild doors, attracting night insects who flutter about the edges.  An occasional bat can be seen swooping through the light in chase and though no one is visible, from the shadows floats the unmistakable feeling of being watched.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go marquetry doors" destination="205" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden shack" destination="554" />
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  <node id="107" name="Steelclaw Clan, Chapel Garden">
    <description>Clumps of deep green thyme, tall chamomile plants, their heads dusted in gold, and soft coral periwinkles intertwine their leaves in a living quilt, warming the harsh grey stone of the chapel that rises above it.  With its tall twin doors standing open, the chapel patiently waits for all those having need of their god's presence.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go rosewood arch" destination="102" />
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  <node id="108" name="Steelclaw Clan, Chapel" note="Shrine3-4|Chapel" color="#A6A3D9">
    <description>Leaded glass windows fill the eastern wall, allowing the first light of day to illuminate the intricate mosaic that covers the chapel floor from wall to wall.  At each of the other three cardinal points an altar stands - the southern one formed of living wood, the northern of a roughly hewn slab of basalt and the western carved from bone.  Dozens of candles, guttering nubs and brightly burning pillars, adorn each altar yet the surfaces and facings are clean, without wax drip or scorch mark.</description>
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  <node id="109" name="Jademist River, Edge of the Fields">
    <description>Tall wooden fences stand reaching for the sky, their thin, lanky forms protectively guarding the precious fields behind them.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go heavy gate" destination="656" />
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  <node id="110" name="Beside the Jademist River, The Road to Shard">
    <description>The road moves slightly away from the river.  To the south, expansive fields of golden wheat spread out as far as the eye can see, gilding the path to the crystal city beyond.</description>
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  <node id="111" name="Beside the Jademist River, The Road to Shard">
    <description>A slender sword of gleaming silver heralds the presence of Shard on the distant southern horizon where the city shimmers in the sun.  The blackness of the forest to the north is easily forgotten, even in the distant presence of such splendor.  The Jademist River vanishes on its way southeast, disappearing into fields of golden wheat.</description>
    <description>A slender sword of faint silver heralds the presence of Shard on the distant southern horizon where the city shimmers in the moonlight.  The deep blackness of the forest to the north is easily forgotten, even in the distant presence of such splendor.  The Jademist River vanishes on its way southeast, disappearing into fields of gray wheat.</description>
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  <node id="112" name="Beside the Jademist River, The Road to Shard">
    <description>The churning rapids of the Jademist River slow as they skirt the road, their fine mist settling over the ground and curling about you in lazy circles.  The jagged mountains break out of the canopy of dense forest, their snowy white peaks distant and austere.</description>
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  <node id="113" name="Beside the Jademist River, The Road to Shard">
    <description>The rapids of the Jademist rush by, hurrying southeastward.  Small flowers dare to bloom near the water's edge, petals bearing foamy droplets that have strayed from their path.  The road dances dangerously close to the angry river, playing touch-and-go with the high bank as it winds south and north.</description>
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    <description>The river is at its widest and most furious here.  Like an angered lioness, it rages southward as if caught in a frenzy.  Rapids rush by, water breaking against rocks and stony banks.  The gentle fog that hazes over the moving surface partially hides the danger of being swept away in the violent currents.</description>
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  <node id="115" name="Edge of the Wood, The Western Riverbank" color="#008000">
    <description>A small white bridge gracefully arches over the rushing water of the furious Jademist River.  The soft pattering of the water's movements sings a cadence as alluring as any fae's melody.  A curious pale green fog lurks around the stones near the edge of the riverbank, occluding the rapidly shifting surface.</description>
    <description>The white paint of a small bridge reflects the white-hot light of twinkling stars above.  It shimmers in the darkness, the rushing water beneath echoing in the stillness of the night.</description>
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  <node id="116" name="Edge of the Wood, Western Riverbank" color="#008000">
    <description>A great river courses strong and proud beside the road, a light mist softly rising from its surface.  Rocks jutting from the banks try to catch the running water, daring to thwart its progress, yet it runs on steadily.</description>
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  <node id="117" name="Edge of the Wood, The Western Riverbank" color="#008000">
    <description>The western riverbank of the Jademist River flanks the road, both for the moment holding a mutual course through Ilithi.  Further north lies the dense lushness of the Dragon's Breath Forest, while to the south, the road meanders toward the mystical Lake of Tears.</description>
    <description>The western riverbank flanks the road, its surface darkened by the setting of the sun.  To the north, the dense Dragon's Breath Forest seems impenetrable, an impassible wall of dense vegetation.</description>
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  <node id="118" name="Edge of the Wood, Cove by the River" color="#008000">
    <description>A small cove dips into the edge of the forest, the trees leaning back just enough to allow a shallow pool to collect beneath them, their bright green leaves skimming against the glass-like surface of the water.</description>
    <description>A shallow pool rests covered in a dense mist, the fog too thick to see through.  The soft whistling of a nightingale's song echoes like a whisper sounding through the forest, the haunting notes lingering in the treetops.</description>
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    <description>Very little sunlight streaks through the dense canopy of brush to the north.  Even here, where the forest thins, the lingering darkness of the trees seems to settle like an ill wind brushing over a grave.</description>
    <description>The tip of Wyvern Mountain peeks over the night's southern horizon, its snowy tip flush against the velvet night.  A thousand twinkling stars provide the only scarce light to illuminate the path.</description>
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  <node id="120" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>To the south and the east, the glistening movement of water glimmers brightly through the scale-like leaves of the dense growth surrounding the road, the distant sound of rushing water confirming the presence of a river nearby.  The forest stands tall and stark, a wall of impermeable vegetation save where the road has carved its way through.</description>
    <description>Jade-green leaves glisten, their scale-like surface almost reptilian in nature.  The path winds north and south, shadows of the night greeting both directions and limiting the view.</description>
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  <node id="121" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>The forest begins to lose some of its denseness as it thins to the south. The canopy above is interspersed with shafts of light, the trees allowing light to fall through to dapple the path below them.</description>
    <description>Moonlight pierces the dense canopy of leaves, leaves eerily trembling before the intruding illumination.  Patches of blue, grey, and red mottle the path, colored like stained glass.</description>
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  <node id="122" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>Rocks and stones lie scattered along the path, the road crumbling as roots and vines grow into it.  This is a place not often walked by travelers.  The denseness of nature, as if this was her very heart, is quite apparent.  To the east, a faint break in the walls of green shows an otherwise unnoticeable branch in the path.</description>
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  <node id="123" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>The dark twisting forms of eerie trees curl and twine towards the sky.  Gnarled branches bearing dense leaves with sharp edges glisten with a keen edge.</description>
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  <node id="124" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>Trees close in around you, dark shadows like angry ghosts looming sullenly in unidentifiable shapes.  A flash of movement, a rustle in the leaves, and it is easy to understand why so many swear that this forest possesses a preternatural sentience.  Leaves, sharp like keen, straight blades, extend from the dense underbrush to languidly stab at the air.</description>
    <description>The cool night wind rustles leaves sharp as blades, their surface glistening with a metallic sheen.  A call, a song of a bird lost within the brush, echoes through the uncanny silence.</description>
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  <node id="125" name="Fayrin's Rest, Telgi Mod'Sunhin">
    <description>Massive oaks extend a silver-grey canopy of leaves that fades quickly into inkblack darkness from here to the east, north and south.  The air shimmers and whispers sibilantly of long growth and gradual decay.  A few slender cedars and elm mark the beginning of a denser forest to the west, one marked by greater undergrowth and steeper rises.  You also see a small obelisk.</description>
    <description>Massive oaks extend a silver-grey canopy of leaves that fades quickly into inkblack darkness from here to the east, north and south.  The air shimmers and whispers softly, sibilantly, of long growth and and gradual decay.  A few slender cedars and elms mark the beginning of a denser forest to the west, one marked by greater undergrowth and steeper rises.  You also see a small, faintly glowing obelisk.</description>
    <description>Massive oaks extend a silver-grey canopy of leaves that fades quickly into inkblack darkness from here to the east, north and south.  The air shimmers and whispers softly, sibilantly, of long growth and gradual decay.  A few slender cedars and elms mark the beginning of a denser forest to the west, one marked by greater undergrowth and steeper rises.  You also see a small, faintly glowing obelisk.</description>
    <description>Massive oaks extend a silver-grey canopy of leaves that fades quickly into inkblack darkness from here to the east, north and south.  The air shimmers and whispers softly, sibilantly, of long growth and gradual decay.  A few slender cedars and elms mark the beginning of a denser forest to the west, one marked by greater undergrowth and steeper rises.</description>
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  <node id="126" name="Fayrin's Rest, Telgi Mod'Sunhin">
    <description>The road winds with easy grace through a lightly wooded clearing.  A large burrow of Halflings snuggles against a cedar to the north, fitted with a series of curtained windows and filtered vents.  To the other side of the Telgi is an ancient oak, gnarled with age and disease.</description>
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  <node id="127" name="Fayrin's Rest, Anloraten Crossing" note="Fayrin's Rest">
    <description>It is not much of a meeting place for roads and their travelers: a broad lane wandering through an impressive forest, a dirt path created from disturbed underbrush.  But such as it is, this crossing is a major traffic area for Fayrin's Rest.  Several local residents sit on benches in front of small dwellings to watch the arrivals and departures, by turns amused, pleased, curious and disdainful of what they see.</description>
    <description>It is not much of a meeting place for roads and their travelers: a broad lane and a dirt path wandering through a forest as dark as the night and twice as long.  But such as it is, this crossing is a major traffic area for Fayrin's Rest.  A few local residents leave their small dwellings to come here after dark, sitting on benches and watching the arrivals and departures -- by turns amused, pleased, curious and disdainful.</description>
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="139" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="126" />
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  <node id="128" name="Fayrin's Rest, Jarrowkin Path">
    <description>Bright lights shine from the south, for Anloraten Crossing lies that direction.  Warm lights glow to the north, however, where an enormous oak ends the path.  No simple aged tree, this.  It's an oak that's broader than many a house, with branches as thick and sturdy as a S'lai Guard.  There's a sign attached to the oak, and an entryway that leads inside to many cheerfully raised voices and the welcome smell of homecooked food.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="-820" z="0" />
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  <node id="129" name="Fayrin's Rest, Telgi Mod'Sunhin">
    <description>A burrow and a few inconspicuous squat houses sit off both sides of the road, almost completely concealed by oaks and cedars, elms and waves of rolling brown earth.  A few Halfling children watch you discreetly as they create and manage a town several feet long, comprised of small pebbles, twigs and a devoured turkey leg.  One of the children winks so briefly that it might have been a joke shared among the light, the thin emerald shade and the two of you.</description>
    <description>This portion of the road seems deserted save for the silent sentry of long, slender saplings and longer, heavier trees that drape protectively over the road.  Animals stir through the undergrowth, and a kirikante shrills a sharp chpppt! somewhere in the distance.  To the east darkness burgeons sublime.  To the west and north a soft glow radiates warmth...a glow that bespeaks food, a roof, and companionship over a drink.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="127" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="132" />
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  <node id="130" name="Fayrin's Rest, Telgi Mod'Sunhin">
    <description>The forest is shady here, beneath towering oaks that spread their branches like gods chanting spells of creation.  Small cylindrical houses of limed earth and wood cluster at ground level.  People engaged in gardening and chatting with neighbors glance briefly your way and nod, before returning to their activities.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="129" />
  </node>
  <node id="131" name="The Edge of the Forest, Before the Dragon's Breath" color="#008000">
    <description>The lushness of the forest begins to form a living wall, the leaves of the towering trees tinted with the dark hue of brightly-polished scales.  The path to the north dwindles into the more sinister area of the harsh mountains.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="130" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go woodland path" destination="151" />
  </node>
  <node id="132" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A twisting path winds a lazy route through the brush and bracken.  Nearby, several small homes encircle the base of an elderly oak, like tiny acorns shed by the massive tree.  The delicious smell of fresh bread wafts from one of the homes, mingling comfortably with the cool scents of the surrounding woodland.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="138" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="129" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="133" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="134" />
  </node>
  <node id="133" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A grassy mound punctuated by cheerful red and yellow doors runs along one side of the path as it curves around the base of an enormous cedar.  Small wooden homes cluster beneath the tree's spreading branches, their rooftops accumulating a layer of scented needles which drop softly from above with every stirring of the breeze.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="134" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="132" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="135" />
  </node>
  <node id="134" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Water tumbles along the bed of a stream to the north, sparkling as it catches the light.  Along its banks, patches of wildflowers and ferns grow around moss-covered treestumps, dotting the area with splashes of color.  Several homes stand near the stream, enjoying the tranquil melody of the brook and blending softly with the vivid natural beauty of the woods.</description>
    <description>Water tumbles along the bed of a stream to the north, sparkling where it catches the light.  The air is filled with the sound of frogs croaking in their nightly chorus.  Several homes stand near the stream, sharing the tranquil melody of the brook with the night's inquisitive wildlife.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="137" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="138" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="132" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="133" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="135" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="136" />
  </node>
  <node id="135" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A stone bridge arches over a creek to the northeast as the trail continues to wind its way through the trees.  A cluster of willows leans over the edge of the stream, their pale green fronds dangling down to drift along in the water.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="134" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="133" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stone bridge" destination="136" />
  </node>
  <node id="136" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The air is sweet with the smell of apples that grow in a tiny clearing beside a nearby stream.  A stone bridge crosses the stream to the southwest, the water babbling cheerfully as it tumbles over the smooth rock-lined streambed.  Pale yellow, purple and white irises grow in profusion along the banks of the stream, their yellow-bearded blossoms swaying gently in the breeze.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="137" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="134" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stone bridge" destination="135" />
  </node>
  <node id="137" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The path bends as it curves around the trunk of an aged ash tree.  Bees fly in and out of a hole in the tree, their wings buzzing with a monotonous drone as they bear their burden of nectar back to the local hive.  Several small homes crouch in the shade of the tree, their brightly-painted front doors picking out the colors of the surrounding wildflowers.</description>
    <description>The path bends as it curves around the trunk of an aged ash tree.  The low drone of crickets drifts from its branches, filling the night air with soft music.  Several small homes crouch in the shadow of the tree, warm yellow light glowing through their cheerfully-colored curtains.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="138" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="134" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="136" />
  </node>
  <node id="138" name="Fayrin's Rest, Modren Daelfa" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A patch of close-cropped grass stands between the trail and a cluster of rustic homes.  In parts, the area is muddied by small hoofprints, and a noticeable thinning in the low-level foliage suggests this area is regularly grazed by local herds.  A few clumps of bright yellow ragwort have managed to escape consumption, thanks only to the bitter taste of their flowers.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="132" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="134" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="137" />
  </node>
  <node id="139" name="Fayrin's Rest, Jarrowkin Path">
    <description>Rows of spruce trees border the paved road that leads downhill to an outpost, a stable and a large stone inn.  A carved marble fountain rests in the center of the road, helping to separate the incoming and departing caravans.  On a nearby hillside, a flock of sheep grazes, oblivious to the industrious traffic.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-780" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="127" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go trader outpost" destination="524" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stable" destination="526" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stone inn" destination="756" />
  </node>
  <node id="140" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>The outline of a small dwelling manages to break through the dense forest before being swallowed back up by a screen of leaves and branches.  Motes of light drift softly through the air, glinting with the promise of a sun so rarely seen here.</description>
    <description>The outline of a small dwelling manages to break through the dense forest before being swallowed back up by a screen of leaves and branches.  Ragged patches of moonlight break through the trees before disappearing like a drowning victim beneath the surface of a dark and unforgiving lake.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-720" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="122" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crumbling doorway" destination="194" />
  </node>
  <node id="141" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Path" color="#008000">
    <description>The forest here deepens, walls of green thriving with life untapped by mortals for its precious resources. A break in the trees leads deeper into the blackness of the forest, the absence of light dissuading reckless progress.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-700" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="121" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go break" destination="196" />
  </node>
  <node id="142" name="Marachek's Oak, Main Hall">
    <description>Everything in this spacious reception area has been whittled or sculpted from the giant oak, all save the glowing eggs and Marachek himself.  The latter sits on a high stool behind a counter opposite the stairwell and a longcase clock, beaming brightly, always willing to meet new arrivals or ask departing visitors to return as soon as possible.  They usually do, drawn off the road outside to Marachek's Oak by its reputation for hospitality.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go small archway" destination="147" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go longcase clock" destination="148" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go road" destination="128" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go blue door" destination="143" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb ornate stairwell" destination="144" />
  </node>
  <node id="143" name="Marachek's Oak, Feasterie" note="Feasterie" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The walls of this large, round eatery bulge like the sides of a filled barrel.  Tables and chairs radiate outwards like spokes on a wheel from a cylindrical buffet in the center of the room, heaped with good food and serviced from within by several plump, beaming Halflings.  Aside from a secluded booth to one side all is festive excitement, set to the tune of clattering kitchen utensils echoing up from below.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go blue door" destination="142" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go secluded booth" destination="527" />
  </node>
  <node id="144" name="Marachek's Oak, Hallway">
    <description>A gold rug runs the length of this passageway with its rounded walls, damping the sound of footsteps to a softly sushing rustle.  The only light filters up from below the stairs, lending a deep, dark glow to this tranquil corridor.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="145" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb ornate stairwell" destination="142" />
  </node>
  <node id="145" name="Marachek's Oak, Hallway">
    <description>This portion of the second floor passageway lives in perpetual dusk.  The air smells of freshly fallen leaves and damp, gravid earth.  A heavily carved chair stands sentry at the end of the hall, under an old faded tapestry whose design can barely be made out.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="144" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go archway" destination="146" />
  </node>
  <node id="146" name="Marachek's Oak, Wedding Chapel" note="Wedding Chapel|shrine" color="#A6A3D9">
    <description>An air of quiet solemnity hangs over this room, so atypical in Marachek's Oak.  White stones that radiate a soft, even light line the floor's edge like wise, silent curates.  A low, round pedestal of grey marble rests beneath a slowly turning copper disk.  It hangs from a crosshatched wattle roof several feet above the highest visitor, beyond which lies only deeper shadows receding upwards into the tree.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go archway" destination="145" />
  </node>
  <node id="147" name="Marachek's Oak, Den">
    <description>This cozy sitting room centers around a small fireplace aglow with softly sizzling pinecones and oak logs.  Instead of the usual, endless animal trophies there are Marachek family memorabilia scattered across every available surface...including a stuffed, lifesize Halfling Barbarian in one corner.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go small archway" destination="142" />
  </node>
  <node id="148" name="Marachek's Oak, Merchant Central">
    <description>Down steeply from the main floor, Marachek's shops cluster around the root structure of the grand oak.  This room is large, round and low, and edged by brightly colored doors.  Floored with stamped earth, the air still smells clean, woody and sweet -- a testament to Halfling engineering ingenuity, developed over generations of burrow building.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go blue door" destination="149" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go green door" destination="150" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go longcase clock" destination="142" />
  </node>
  <node id="149" name="Marachek's Weapons Emporium" note="Weapons Emporium" color="#FF0000">
    <description>A young, serious Halfling oversees the display and sale of arms and ammunition in this store.  He glances proudly from time to time at the clean counters and gleaming items, lined up at attention like so many grim, bright militia.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go blue door" destination="148" />
  </node>
  <node id="150" name="Marachek's General Store" note="General Store" color="#FF0000">
    <description>This shelf-lined room serves as display and inventory space for a seemingly endless variety of travelers' supplies.  Their bright colors and protean shapes spill across the floor, forcing customers to walk around or wade through the jumble to find a particular item.  Fortunately, the store catalog is close to the door.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go green door" destination="148" />
  </node>
  <node id="151" name="Obsidian Pass, Foothills" note="RTI13|RT-GPS-S" color="#008000">
    <description>A wooded path winds its way through some low foothills on the edge of both forest and mountain.  To the south stands the Forest of the Dragon's Breath, a place of much myth and legend.  To the north, the Spine Mountains rise over the land, their jagged peaks tearing rents into the sky.</description>
    <description>The shadows of the mountains beyond trickles over the descending edge of the foothills.  Patches of green reflect the sparse light of stars twinkling far above.  A wooded path winds its way southward.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="152" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooded path" destination="131" />
  </node>
  <node id="152" name="Obsidian Pass, The Edge of the Forest" note="RTI02|RT-GPS-GR" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The tall shadow of the Spine Mountains towers into the skies, casting a dark shroud over the area.  Thin, green grasses and small wiry flowers eat away at the crumbling rock here at the base of the foothills.  Their presence signifies the proximity of the forest's edge.</description>
    <description>The shadows of the mountains beyond trickles over the descending edge of the foothills.  Patches of green reflect the sparse light of stars twinkling far above.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="153" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="151" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go switchback path" destination="157" />
  </node>
  <node id="153" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail" note="RTI01|RT-GPS-HC" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The packed-down road that winds its way through the mountains glitters with chips of onyx that have been embedded in it, lending the pass its darkling name.  The Spine Mountains stretch like an arched cat to the east and west.  Said to be the only part of the World Dragon visible through the shell of the earth that encases the mythic creature, the little fable seems to be confounded by the fact that the mountain is clearly stone and earth, not scale and bone.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="154" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="152" />
  </node>
  <node id="154" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail">
    <description>The trail from the south comes to an end at a half-built stone tower on the edge of a chasm.  Above the unfinished walls of the tower rise two granite pillars, from which thick ropes extend hundreds of feet across the canyon.  Large metal pulleys suspended between the pillars creak as they turn ceaselessly.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="153" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="155" />
  </node>
  <node id="155" name="Obsidian Pass, Chasm's Ridge">
    <description>A room-in-progress is rising around a large paved area as stone blocks are being mortared into place, enclosing the granite pillars anchoring the gondola ropes.  An oak door is already hung at one end of the room, and through a more elaborate frame at the north end, the gondola platform can be seen.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door frame" destination="156" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak door" destination="154" />
  </node>
  <node id="156" name="Obsidian Pass, Platform" note="Platform|Gondola" color="#FF00FF">
    <description>The greying wooden boards of the platform have been replaced by paving stones.  Two massive granite pillars offer support for a set of thick rope cables that allow the gondola served by this platform to cross the chasm.  Stacks of building stones and mortar lie off to one side, ready to add to the structure being raised around the landing.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gondola" destination="218" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door frame" destination="155" />
  </node>
  <node id="157" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountain Foothills" note="RTI14|RT-GPS-CW" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The trail becomes spotty as it meanders its way along the rock strewn canyon beside a wide riverbed containing a tiny trickle of water.  Sage and juniper cover backsides of steep tan sandstone hogback ridges that angle downward toward Shard.  Underbrush rustles as tiny brown sparrows, blue-bellied lizards, and russet squirrels forage for food.</description>
    <description>The trail meanders its way along the canyon.</description>
    <description>The trail becomes spotty as it meanders its way along the rock strewn canyon beside a wide riverbed containing a tiny trickle of water.  Sage and juniper cover backsides of steep tan sandstone hogback ridges that angle downward toward Shard.  Foliage on the underbrush rustles, dancing to the cold night breeze blowing down off the mountains.</description>
    <position x="-10" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="158" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go switchback path" destination="152" />
  </node>
  <node id="158" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountain Foothills">
    <description>Winding its way around one of the steep ridges, the rutted path travels between hills.  Small dirty gray white patches fill the chill shadows cast by an abundance of thick brush and large stately oaks.  High overhead a kestrel floats, hovering on updrafts as it circles for game.</description>
    <description>Winding its way around one of the steep ridges, the rutted path travels between hills.</description>
    <description>Winding its way around one of the steep ridges, the rutted path travels between hills.  Small dirty gray white patches, beside the abundant thick brush and tall large stately oaks, gleam brightly under moonlight.  The cries of night birds and the occasional hoot of an owl can be heard from the nearby trees.</description>
    <position x="10" y="-780" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="157" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="159" />
  </node>
  <node id="159" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountain Foothills">
    <description>The foothills quickly bow in submission to the majesty of the Spine of the World Dragon Mountains.  Icespear Peak dominates the view as it thrusts impressively skyward vanishing into fleecy clouds that wreath the summit in mystery.  The white robed mountains seem to extend into infinity to both the east and west, and offer little in the way of passage.</description>
    <description>Icespear Peak dominates the view as it thrusts impressively skyward.  The white robed mountains seem to extend into infinity to both the east and west.</description>
    <position x="-10" y="-800" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="160" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="158" />
  </node>
  <node id="160" name="Dragon's Spine, Canyon Trail">
    <description>Following the narrow gorge, the path becomes arduous as it climbs over rock falls and between tangles of river debris.  High upon the canyon rim, abundant pine, fir, and spruce flourish but grow more sparse as they descend upon the canyon walls until only the occasional doughty bush or tenacious pine cling precariously to the mountainside.</description>
    <description>Following the narrow gorge, the path becomes arduous as it climbs over rock falls and between tangles of river debris.</description>
    <position x="-10" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="161" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="159" />
  </node>
  <node id="161" name="Dragon's Spine, River Camp">
    <description>The canyon widens, its slope less severe, as the trail climbs steeply into the mountains.  Icy clear water trickles though a small channel in the boulder strewn stream bed.  A small circle of charcoal blackened stones grace a small flat sandbar that is nestled like a comb between the braids of the twining riverbed.</description>
    <description>The canyon widens, its slope less severe, as the trail climbs steeply into the mountains.  Icy clear water trickles though a small channel in the boulder strewn stream bed.</description>
    <position x="10" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="160" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="162" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script dragonspine" destination="497" />
  </node>
  <node id="162" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountain Shadow">
    <description>Temperature drops dramatically as the canyon weaves westerly into the shadow of the World Dragon's Spine.  Abruptly, the scenery is transformed into a wonderland of ice that glitters and shimmers in the canyon as the trickling stream finds its source at the melting edge of a wide and frozen river.  Icicle lances drape from seeps on the ice shattered canyon walls.</description>
    <description>Temperature drops dramatically as the canyon weaves westerly into the shadow of the World Dragon's Spine.  Abruptly, the trickling stream finds its source at the melting edge of a wide and frozen river.</description>
    <position x="-10" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="161" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="163" />
  </node>
  <node id="163" name="Dragon's Spine, Astrar's Sorrow" note="Astrar's Sorrow">
    <description>The canyon terminates in frosty splendor, though the trail continues on, steeply switch-backing its way up the slick mountainside beside a stunning waterfall.  Hanging from a valley far above, Astrar's Sorrow descends as a glittering cascade of frozen water forming a pleated veil of icy tears that fall perpetually without movement to the solid river of ice below.</description>
    <description>The canyon terminates in frosty splendor, though the trail continues on, steeply switch-backing its way up the slick mountainside beside a stunning waterfall.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="162" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="164" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="165" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go small crevice" destination="317" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb waterfall" destination="167" />
  </node>
  <node id="164" name="Dragon's Spine, Steps of Sorrow" note="Steps of Sorrow">
    <description>Crystallized rocks and frost-covered foliage glitter like diamonds in the snow, reflecting light from a thousand facets.  The brisk wind brings with it a faint pungent odor, quickly gone with its next breath of frosty air.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="163" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="go steps" destination="643" />
  </node>
  <node id="165" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountainside Trail">
    <description>The wind swirls small dervishes of snow as it gusts down the steep mountain side frosting pine trunks with a glassy sheen.  A frozen, snow-covered yak gives mute testimony to the bitter extremes of the treacherous passage over the Spine Mountains.</description>
    <description>The wind swirls small dervishes of snow as it gusts down the steep mountain side frosting pine trunks with a glassy sheen.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="166" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="163" />
  </node>
  <node id="166" name="Dragon's Spine, Mountainside Trail">
    <description>Ice crunches underfoot, rutted by the footsteps of all that have gone before, making the narrow passage unreliable and difficult.  To the north, the pine covered mountainside looms while to the west lies a spectacular view... Astrar's Sorrow, a frozen cascade of ice that plummets to the river of ice... far far below, lending to thoughts of vertigo.</description>
    <description>Ice crunches underfoot, rutted by the footsteps of all that have gone before, making the narrow passage unreliable and difficult.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="167" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="165" />
  </node>
  <node id="167" name="Dragon's Spine, Canyon Rim">
    <description>The wind howls as you crest the side of the canyon rim, making it difficult to maintain balance.  Nearby, a glacial river of ice disappears off the edge of the mountain.  A large snow filled basin, corralled by craggy black glassy stone, slopes gently upward toward a notch to the north.  To the northeast lies an outcrop of rounded grey white boulders while to the northwest the basin is obscured by heavy mist.</description>
    <description>The wind howls as you crest the side of the canyon rim, making it difficult to maintain balance.    A large snow filled basin slopes toward a notch to the north.  To the northeast lies an outcrop of rounded grey white boulders.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="169" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="168" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="166" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb waterfall" destination="163" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go icy riverbank" destination="172" />
  </node>
  <node id="168" name="Dragon's Spine, South Ridge">
    <description>A long ridge in the form of gargantuan spherical diorite boulders towers over the meadow, the salt and peppered rock standing sharply in contrast to the virgin white snow surrounding it.  Large clawed footprints of some bipedal beast lead toward a crack in the rock.</description>
    <description>A long ridge towers over the meadow.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="167" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="169" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crack" destination="175" />
  </node>
  <node id="169" name="Dragon's Spine, Basin Center">
    <description>The trail vanishes beneath a cloak of white, though its path is obvious from a wake of disturbed snow that trudges wearily through wind rippled high drifts, making a beeline between the waterfall to the south and the pass in the dark glassy rocks to the north.</description>
    <description>The trail vanishes beneath a cloak of disturbed snow between the waterfall to the south and the pass to the north.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="170" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="171" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="168" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="167" />
  </node>
  <node id="170" name="Dragon's Spine, Basin North" note="Yurt">
    <description>To the north a mountain pass looms with high black glass walls filled with white vesicules.  Moving through the Halfling-high disturbed snow is a titanic struggle that threatens to overwhelm.  Wind rippled snowdrifts thicken toward the rocks, often rising up to your chest and always hiding rough irregular terrain beneath.</description>
    <description>To the north a mountain pass looms with high black glass walls filled with white vesicules.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="171" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="169" />
  </node>
  <node id="171" name="Dragon's Spine, North Ridge">
    <description>Blood stains, scattered fur and a solitary feather mar this peaceful clearing beside the bouldery ridge to the south.  A tragic tale is told in tiny paw prints that step warily toward the ridge, suddenly turn, and sprint hopelessly for the safety of a large scraggly white fir that stands as a solitary sentinel in the meadow.</description>
    <description>Blood stains, scattered fur and a solitary feather mar this peaceful clearing beside the bouldery ridge to the south.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="169" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="170" />
  </node>
  <node id="172" name="Dragon's Spine, Frozen River">
    <description>Steep-sided snow banks channel the wind down the frozen riverbed toward Astrar's sorrow.  Although slippery, the wind-swept ribbon of ice provides a relatively unobstructed path toward the foggy northwest.</description>
    <description>Steep-sided snow banks channel the wind down the frozen riverbed toward foggy northwest.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go canyon rim" destination="167" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="173" />
  </node>
  <node id="173" name="Dragon's Spine, Frozen River">
    <description>A freezing wet mist falls heavily, limiting vision and shellacking the few sparse trees with a thick coat of ice that weighs heavily upon their limbs.  Where not shattered, the branches of the evergreens droop deeply toward the ground like an overburdened trader's arms.</description>
    <description>A freezing wet mist falls heavily, limiting vision and shellacking the few sparse trees with a thick coat of ice that weighs heavily upon their limbs.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="172" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="174" />
  </node>
  <node id="174" name="Dragon's Spine, Frozen River">
    <description>Cracked in places, the river ice thins as it disappears into an impenetrable jumble of huge jagged obsidian boulders that have tumbled from ridges that close on either side of the riverbed.  Large silver blurs can be seen swimming beneath the surface of the ice.</description>
    <description>Cracked in places, the river ice thins as it disappears into an impenetrable jumble of huge jagged obsidian boulders.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="173" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb obsidian boulders" destination="178" />
  </node>
  <node id="175" name="Dragon's Spine, Snowbeast Lair">
    <description>A small cavern-like area extends beneath the pile of boulders above, partially sealed by the eternal snow pack.  A craggy opening through a shattered boulder offers escape from the lair.  Numerous bones of small mammals mixed with a scattering of trader's pack animals and their owners remains litter the floor of the grotto.</description>
    <description>A small cavern-like area extends beneath the pile of boulders above, partially sealed by the eternal snow pack.  A craggy opening through a shattered boulder offers escape from the lair.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="176" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go opening" destination="168" />
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  <node id="176" name="Dragon's Spine, Snowbeast Lair" note="Snowbeast Lair">
    <description>Thick torn and matted skins are strewn across a nest of pine boughs on the floor of the lair.  Tufts of coarse white hair cling to the bed and the frosty walls.  A trickle of water drips off icicles hanging down from the snow pack above to disappear into the cracks in the rock below.</description>
    <description>Thick torn and matted skins are strewn across a nest of pine boughs on the floor of the lair.  Tufts of coarse white hair cling to the bed and the frosty walls.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="177" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="175" />
  </node>
  <node id="177" name="Dragon's Spine, Snowbeast Larder" note="Snowbeast Larder">
    <description>Half-eaten carcasses of deer, mountain lion, and bear fill this cranny.  The most recent addition seems to be the frozen bloody carcass of a young, white haired, Elven lad that lies on the floor beside shattered saber shards.</description>
    <description>Half-eaten carcasses of deer, mountain lion, and bear fill this cranny.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="176" />
  </node>
  <node id="178" name="Dragon's Spine, Peri'el's Mere" note="Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>The veil of mist lifts toward the northwest, becoming thick low clouds that hang overhead and obscure this hidden vale nestled between ridges on the flanks of Icespear.  Lake ice is thick and solid against the mass of obsidian boulders that have sealed the vale.  Oddly, the ice thins and finally vanishes completely halfway across the valley to reveal a bright blue tarn that seems to be the source of the warm moisture in the air.</description>
    <description>The veil of mist lifts toward the northwest.  Lake ice is thick and solid against the mass of obsidian boulders that have sealed the vale.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="179" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb obsidian boulders" destination="174" />
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  <node id="179" name="Dragon's Spine, Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>Energetically, eddies of steam swirl upward from the surface of the western portion of Peri'el's Mere in contrast to the thick ice bordering the shore alongside the frozen trail.  Ahead, near the warmer portions of the lake's shore, structures can be seen.</description>
    <description>Ahead, near the warmer portions of the lake's shore, structures can be seen.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="178" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="180" />
  </node>
  <node id="180" name="Dragon's Spine, Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>Thawed by the warmth of Peri'el's heart, here even the ice of the Spine of the World Dragon Mountains is thawed.  Thick dark green moss lines boulders along the edge of the lake, while the water ripples madly as shining rainbow streaks flash upward to decimate a seemingly endless mosquito population.</description>
    <description>Thick dark green moss lines boulders along the edge of the lake.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="179" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="181" />
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  <node id="181" name="Dragon's Spine, Peri'el's Mere" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The shoreline makes a transition from winter white to the green of spring as pine, spruce, and lelori grow more abundant, hemming in the western shores of the Tarn.  Lush thick grasses envelop scattered building stones and rotting timbers in their passionate embrace.</description>
    <description>Lush thick grasses envelop scattered building stones and rotting timbers in their passionate embrace.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="180" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="182" />
  </node>
  <node id="182" name="Dragon's Spine, Lakeside Cabin">
    <description>A solitary cabin still stands in this idyllic vale.  A short flagstone walkway, surrounded by an overgrown garden of feral herbs and flagrant foliage, surrenders to invasion.  A shattered door which owes its survival to the iron reinforcements that still hold fast the wood in places, hangs drunkenly from battered hinges.</description>
    <description>A solitary cabin still stands in this idyllic vale.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-1000" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="181" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="183" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="185" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="191" />
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  <node id="183" name="Dragon's Spine, Cabin Stable">
    <description>A large A-frame structure, open at both ends, stands beside the battered cabin.  A couple of livery stalls fill the southern half of the structure.  A small work area is dominated by a large rust-red anvil anchored to a massive block of stone that dwarfs the fallen workbench beside it.</description>
    <description>A large A-frame structure, open at both ends, stands beside the battered cabin.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="182" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="184" />
  </node>
  <node id="184" name="Dragon's Spine, Homestead Rubble">
    <description>A single-ivy clad stone chimney stands tall amidst the ruin of several foundations.  Scattered stones and wooden rubble lie strewn about the former cluster of homes.  Tiny grey mice forage among the weeds that push their way upward between the rocks to reclaim what was rightfully theirs.</description>
    <description>A single-ivy clad stone chimney stands tall amidst the ruin of several foundations.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="185" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="183" />
  </node>
  <node id="185" name="Dragon's Spine, Swampy Meadow">
    <description>An impenetrable briar of dark green bushes laden with bright red and white grackleberries hem in the lakeside trail as it meanders pleasantly through a lush thick meadow.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-1020" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="186" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="182" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="184" />
  </node>
  <node id="186" name="Dragon Spine, Muddy Beach">
    <description>Pawprints of squirrel, wren, and jay, mix with hoofprints of elk, deer, and moose in the warm soft mud beside the lake.  Hundreds of slimy grey tadpoles squirm among the algae-carpeted rocks in the warm still shallows.</description>
    <description>Pawprints of squirrel, wren, and jay, mix with hoofprints of elk, deer, and moose in the warm soft mud beside the lake.</description>
    <position x="-160" y="-1040" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="185" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="187" />
  </node>
  <node id="187" name="Dragon's Spine, Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>Hundreds of bright red ladybird beetles swarm over small rounded boulders and dusty green brush.  Red-throated robins swoop down from the forest canopy to feed, only to be chased away by excessively territorial blue jays.</description>
    <description>Hundreds of bright red ladybird beetles swarm over small rounded boulders and dusty green brush.</description>
    <position x="-180" y="-1060" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="186" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="188" />
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  <node id="188" name="Dragon's Spine, Hot Springs" note="Hot Springs">
    <description>Effervescing pots, pools, and cauldrons lined with bright red, green, blue, and yellow encrustations burble merrily away.  Some are filled with thick viscous mud-like fluid while others are crystal clear.  A fetid odor overwhelms the area with the distinctive aroma of over-ripe eggs.</description>
    <description>Effervescing pots, pools, and cauldrons burble merrily away.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="-1060" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="189" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="187" />
  </node>
  <node id="189" name="Dragon Spine, Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>Even the ground itself is warm, no doubt in response to the steam-generating heat deep within.  A dark black blocky ridge extends outward into the tarn like a finger pointing to its warm heart.  About the end of the ridge, the water bubbles and froths violently providing a thick plume of steam that tethers the water to the protective blanket of clouds above.</description>
    <description>A dark black blocky ridge extends outward into the tarn like a finger pointing to its warm heart.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="-1080" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="188" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb black ridge" destination="190" />
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  <node id="190" name="Dragon Spine, Peri'el's Mere">
    <description>From on top of the black rock promontory, the depths of the tarn can be seen through the clear crystal water.  Far beneath, the obsidian reef dives steeply to the lake bottom that deepens beyond visibility toward a bright orange glow.  A large dark shape, deep in the water, scatters schools of trout.</description>
    <description>From on top of the black rock promontory, the depths of the tarn can be seen through the clear crystal water.</description>
    <position x="-200" y="-1100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb rock promontory" destination="189" />
  </node>
  <node id="191" name="Dragon's Spine, Cabin Interior">
    <description>The inside of the cabin is a large single room that was apparently divided by function.  One corner of the room is filled by a pile of moldy feathers that are covered by a rotting quilt.  Shattered crockery fragments litter the ground beside a wobbly table.  Dark brown stains splatter the walls.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-1020" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="182" />
  </node>
  <node id="192" name="Telgi Mod'Sunhin, Platform">
    <description>This is a creaking platform that rises twenty feet above the forest floor.  The view is much the same as below, except for a small treehouse that stands before you.  Its roof is a crazy quilt of tattered cloth, rotted shingles, branches and vines.  The walls are dark and splintered, and smoke occasionally seeps out from the cracks.</description>
    <position x="-320" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go small treehouse" destination="193" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb narrow staircase" destination="126" />
  </node>
  <node id="193" name="Telgi Mod'Sunhin, Enescu's Herbs" note="Enescu's Herbs|Herbs" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The sagging shelves of this hut are lined with dingy, filth-caked bottles filled with things of indeterminate color, size and shape.  Dust balls skid along the splintered floor dizzily.  A sputtering fire in a small brazier lends just enough light to the room to make any sensible person wish for complete darkness.</description>
    <position x="-320" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="192" />
  </node>
  <node id="194" name="Biabo's Bug Collection, Front Parlor" note="Biabo's Bug Collection" color="#FF0000">
    <description>An aged wooden floor is tessellated unevenly while the walls are boarded in dilapidated oak.  Large glass display cases sit atop unfired brick stands giving way to an elongated counter.  The attendant, Biabo, a middle-aged Gnome, peers over his thick spectacles inspecting a small cricket in the palm of his hand.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-720" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="195" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crumbling doorway" destination="140" />
  </node>
  <node id="195" name="Biabo's Bug Collection, Basement">
    <description>Dim candlelight illuminates the roots breaking through the crumbling basement walls.  Boxes and barrels are thrown about in disarray making it nearly impossible to navigate through the room.  A few more glass cases stand in the corner awaiting the arrival of Biabo's next shipment of insects.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-700" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="194" />
  </node>
  <node id="196" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, Through the Break" color="#008000">
    <description>Darkness welcomes all visitors who enter here.  Amorphous forms lurk around the edges of your vision, forming unnameable shadows that tatter and dissipate when looked at directly.  Walls of green curve over and around the trail, forming a living barrier of verdant leaves that shimmer as they drape themselves over the overgrown path to the west.  A break in the trees leads back to the main forest.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-700" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="197" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go break" destination="141" />
  </node>
  <node id="197" name="Dragon's Breath Forest, A Dark Clearing">
    <description>A ring of dark walnut trees stands in ancient vigil over this small clearing, its austere presence contributing to the disquieting silence that seems palpable in this place.  The surrounding shadows bring an odd sense of comfort, as every glimmer of light reflected by a polished stone at the locus of the ring breeds the image of a predator lying in wait.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-700" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="196" />
  </node>
  <node id="198" name="Jademist River, A Flowered Path">
    <description>A small, well-tended path winds its way east, curling close to the rushing river.  Roses of a thousand hues guard the way, their silken faces opening to the sunlit skies above.</description>
    <description>A well cared for path winds its way to the east, skirting perilously close to the riverbank.  Pale white roses bloom in the night air, their silken faces turned skyward.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="199" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go white bridge" destination="115" />
  </node>
  <node id="199" name="Jademist River, Rose Arbor">
    <description>Dark blood-roses twine around a wrought iron arch that towers over the way to form an exquisite arbor.  The white stone path accents the darkling blossoms, striking a sparkling, fiery nuance into the richly colored petals.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="200" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="198" />
    <arc exit="go" move="search go dirt path" destination="281" />
  </node>
  <node id="200" name="Jademist River, Garden Path">
    <description>To the east the path leads to a small garden, hidden away amidst a small grove of fruit trees.  To the west, the way leads back to the fury of the river and the main path.</description>
    <description>To the east, the edge of a small garden raises its head, starlight reflecting off tiny white flowers.  To the west, the fury of the river drones on behind you.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="201" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="199" />
  </node>
  <node id="201" name="Small Orchard, A Quiet Grove">
    <description>Fruit trees link hands in a circle to form a quiet grove here.  Small flowers spring up around the wicker benches and white ironwood picnic table, creating a place of leisure, where one may sit and repose, thinking about days gone by, and things to come again.</description>
    <description>Starfruit trees link hands in a circle to form a quiet grove here.  Small, drooping snowdrop flowers spring up around the wicker benches and white ironwood picnic table, creating a place of leisure, where one may sit and allow even the wildest dreams to distill into lucidity beneath the changing moonlight.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="200" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go marble stairs" destination="318" />
  </node>
  <node id="202" name="Steelclaw Clan, Dark Corner">
    <description>Littered with odds and ends that have trickled off the surrounding piles, there is perhaps enough room for a large dog to lie down...if the dog were careful.  Heat from the composting of the organic materials makes the air oppressively warm and close.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="93" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb ladder" destination="203" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go small path" destination="204" />
  </node>
  <node id="203" name="Steelclaw Clan, Watchtower">
    <description>Passing through the slot cut for it in the floor, the ladder leads into one of the many watchtowers that dot the length of the palisade.  Bare of decoration aside from an oil-burning lantern and a small stool, arrow slits slash the walls on all sides, allowing an archer an easy field of fire against invaders, whether outside the Clan or in the bailey.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-560" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb ladder" destination="202" />
  </node>
  <node id="204" name="Steelclaw Clan, Bailey Wall">
    <description>Tucked away in a small niche formed by the hills of scrap and debris is a tiny building, its construction owing more to the collection habits of its occupant than any blueprint - none of the walls are the same height, the roof looks as if it was borrowed from the hull of a ferry and the oval door bears a definite resemblance to a dining hall table, yet the joints are tightly mortared, the building bears a fresh coat of whitewash and a small, well-tended garden lies along one side.</description>
    <position x="-820" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="93" />
  </node>
  <node id="205" name="Steelclaw Clan, Great Hall" note="GL Barbarian|T'Kiel|RS Barbarian" color="#FF8000">
    <description>Battle standards, representing kin guilds and victories, hang from the plaster and beam ceiling that arches a full two stories overhead.  Brightly lit by torches placed at regular intervals along the walls, it is whispered that the floor was laid by Jainder Blackarm himself.  At the far end of the room, requiring visitors to walk the length of the hall to approach it, stands an immense chair.  Whoever occupies the chair inherits Jainder's legacy and rules the Clan and Guild.</description>
    <position x="-740" y="-680" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="106" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go double doors" destination="206" />
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  <node id="206" name="Steelclaw Clan, Dancing Pit" note="Dancing Pit|Yutwian">
    <description>Long generations of Barbarians have used the Dancing pit to test and demonstrate their skills against their guild kin.  Clean sand fills the pit, which is twelve strides in diameter and two knuckle lengths in depth as mandated by tradition and is kept raked mirror smooth by the pit master.  Long low benches, stacked several high, fill the rest of the room and allow rare and special guests to observe the matches.</description>
    <position x="-740" y="-700" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go double doors" destination="205" />
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  <node id="207" name="The Broken Blade Tavern" note="Broken Blade Tavern|Amechra" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Thick fragrant rushes on the floor, large comfortable rooms, clean tables and the broadest selection of ales in the province explain why the Broken Blade is famed for both its hospitality and the brewing skills of its proprietor, Amechra Tushise.  Weary off-duty guards sit swapping stories and mild insults over a pitcher of Amechra's finest at the far end of the immense bar while, at nearby tables, traders ply local merchants with whiskey in an attempt to squeeze the last gold dokora from their contracts.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb stairs" destination="208" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="99" />
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  <node id="208" name="The Broken Blade, Hallway">
    <description>A gleaming brass handrail, Amechra's pride and joy, provides support for his less than steady clientele as they traverse the short hallway to their rooms.</description>
    <position x="-790" y="-590" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go linwood door" destination="211" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go green door" destination="210" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb stairs" destination="207" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go arched door" destination="209" />
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  <node id="209" name="The Broken Blade, Ishar's Suite">
    <description>A tiny sitting area, an overstuffed chair and table, just barely qualifies this room for its designation as a suite yet it still manages to be comfortable and inviting.  Lace curtains flutter softly at the window, tapestries cover the walls adding splashes of color and a featherbed, easily large enough for three, occupies the remainder of the room.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-600" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go arched door" destination="208" />
  </node>
  <node id="210" name="The Broken Blade, Corner Room">
    <description>Placed where the sloping roof meets an outside wall, the low oak-beamed ceiling is a rather tricky hazard to the tavern's taller guests.  Insuring that bare feet won't grow cold, an oversized hooked rug covers the floor and a carved ash rocker sits near a pot-bellied stove.  Pushed against the far wall, a brass frame daybed, covered with fat pillows, sits awaiting a tired body.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-600" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go green door" destination="208" />
  </node>
  <node id="211" name="The Broken Blade, The Bear's Den">
    <description>The plaster walls of this room have been painted with beautiful murals depicting various alpine scenes.  On one wall, bear cubs play in an open meadow surrounded by tall pine trees.  On another, a full grown bear fishes in a stream.  Carved wooden shutters cover the window.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go linwood door" destination="208" />
  </node>
  <node id="212" name="Steelclaw Clan, Granzer's Repairs" note="Granzer's Repairs|Alternate Repairs" color="#00FF00">
    <description>The forge of Mastersmith Granzer Wothhome is a model of efficiency and industry.  Assistants scurry about, keeping the fires stoked and at peak temperature, while the smith himself, a whipcord Elven man with a commanding presence, shapes the steel that comes hot from the forge.</description>
    <position x="-730" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="100" />
  </node>
  <node id="213" name="Struan's Weapons and Armor, Salesroom" note="Struan's Weapons and Armor|Armor|Weapons" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The Dwarven weaponsmith Struan Arguye keeps careful watch over the shop that sells his creations.  The inside of the shop is filled with cheery candlelight that reflects from the walls and the white bearskins covering the floor.  A large circle, clear of all obstructions, is set up to allow patrons to practice with an unsharpened version of the weapon they are interested in before buying.</description>
    <position x="-670" y="-510" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="214" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="96" />
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  <node id="214" name="Struan's Weapons and Armor, Closet">
    <description>Small and rather dark, this room appears to store Struan's work samples.  Neatly stacked hilts, blunted swords, roughly carved shapes and experimental shields provide an intriguing treasure trove of weaponry.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-510" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="213" />
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  <node id="215" name="Shard, North City Gates" note="Map67_Shard.xml|Shard|N Gate|North Gate|ngate">
    <description>The massive gates of the city of Shard rise up to the north.  The twin doors of steel-braced ironwood give access to the North Bridge across the Lake of Tears.  Somber guards watch on the battlements above.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go city gate" destination="70" />
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  <node id="216" name="Shard, East City Gates" note="Map67_Shard.xml|E Gate|East Gate|egate">
    <description>The Eastern Gate is the second most active entrance for the thriving trade of Shard.  The looming presence of the Tower of Brickwell dominates the view to the north, a multitude of pennants emblazoned with the arms of many kingdoms, baronies, and other sovereign states flying from its battlements and marking it indelibly as the staging grounds for the Shard Trader's Guild.</description>
    <description>Flames from smoky torches mounted on the city's walls flutter in a lakeside breeze and throw a fitful light over the ground, casting shadows on the Eastern Gate.  The shadowy outline of the Tower of Brickwell rises up to the north, the faint sound of snapping cloth coming from the Keep's direction.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go city gate" destination="44" />
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  <node id="217" name="Shard, Northwestern Shore" note="Map69_Shard_West_Gate.xml|W Gate|West Gate|wgate">
    <description>A muddy path wends its way amidst the reeds which border the shore of the Lake of Tears.  To the southeast, the towers of Shard loom above the city walls, gleaming as brightly as a paladin's soul.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-300" z="0" />
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  <node id="218" name="Gondola, Cab South" note="Map998_Transports.xml">
    <description>Dark brown stains have worked their way into the wooden floor and seats of this small cab, griming up the windows so that the light comes in as a ruddy, dirty color.  The faintest trace of some sweetly-sick metallic scent lingers here, just barely detectable, but inescapable.  The fresh mountain air tries to push through the sour smell, but the stench remains.</description>
    <description>Mottled stains are worked into the wooden floor and seats of this small cab, darkening the windows to a thick black opacity.  A spike of chill taints the air, the thinnest strand of some sickly-sweet metallic scent wrapping it.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-940" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="156" />
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  <node id="221" name="Eastern Fields, Path">
    <description>A dirt path draws a graceful line through knee-high grasses.  A low stile provides easy access through a simply but beautifully carved wooden fence, which borders a road to the west.  Grain fields, like a placid lake of green-gold ripples, spread out to the south from east to west as far as the eye cares to wander.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-400" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb low stile" destination="80" />
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  <node id="222" name="Eastern Fields, Path">
    <description>The level path curves gently around a wind-carved boulder.  The fields are laid out in such a manner as to avoid the huge rock, since its smooth planes and odd curves make it a perfect ornament for its setting.  Its rightness here in this place is so obvious that none of the farmers would have even considered removing it.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-400" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="221" />
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  <node id="223" name="Eastern Fields, Path">
    <description>A light breeze sets the grain fields to rustling in the darkness.  One can almost fancy that they're whispering to each other.  There's a sense of life all about, gathered and communing in the darkness -- alien, but in no way malevolent.</description>
    <description>A light breeze sends rolling waves through the grain fields and sets the stalks waving like upraised arms, as if the grain was worshipping the sun that gives them life.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-380" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="224" />
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  <node id="224" name="Eastern Fields, Path" note="Boggles">
    <description>An eerie quiet hangs over the swaying fields.  No birds call, no insects hum and even the rustling of the grain can be barely heard.  It's a waiting quiet, though, as though the moment will soon be right for -- something.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="225" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="227" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gateway" destination="635" />
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  <node id="225" name="Eastern Fields, Path">
    <description>A fallow field lies to the south.  All the way to the far horizon, stray heads of grain share the land with brush, wildflowers and vines.  The medley of colors and textures celebrates the reclaiming of this land by nature.  Some day the farmers will return and end the idyll with plow and harrow, but for now the meadow rejoices, dressed in its colorful best.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-340" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="226" />
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  <node id="226" name="Fallow Field" note="Fallow Field">
    <description>No plow has sliced the ground here for a long time, nor has sickle reaped the grain.  The growth is lush, lending an overwhelming sense of life.  Nature seems to call from every direction, and the colors and aromas and vividness of life make the world spin until one no longer knows which way is which.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-320" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" />
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" />
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  <node id="227" name="Gweld Path">
    <description>The area is surrounded by large fir trees that block all light from the sun when it is shining.  Maiden's Tress vines circle the trees covering most of the valuable bark.  Small unknown bushes line a thin path making it difficult to move easily.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-360" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="228" />
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  <node id="228" name="Gweld Path">
    <description>A large wall covered in vines blocks any movement to the west.  Numerous ant trails cover the wall and the vines.  Sickly-green ants move up and down the trails with high efficiency carrying small bits of leaves.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-360" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="229" />
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  <node id="229" name="Gweld Path, Temple Entrance">
    <description>The inside of the temple is dark and foreboding.  Steps covered in a blood-red moss lead upwards to an obfuscous arch.  Worn statues of beheaded animals form a crude circle in the middle.  The heads of the statues are piled in a corner surrounded by a large black ring.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stair" destination="230" />
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  <node id="230" name="Gweld Path, Temple">
    <description>Cobwebs of a gigantic size cover the entire room.  No light enters, but you are able to see.  Peering closely you are barely able to make out a chair with what appears to be an old man sitting nonchalantly on it.  As you move you hear a crunching sound and realize you are standing on ashes.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="227" />
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  <node id="231" name="Froissart's Tannery, The Supply Room" note="Froissart's Tannery|Tannery" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The supply room projects an air of quiet efficiency when Froissart is away and hectic activity when he's present.  Bottles, paper patterns, and tools stand neatly arranged on shelves that line the room behind a polished wooden counter.  Placed squarely in the center of the counter is a vellum catalog.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="32" />
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  <node id="232" name="Survivalist Supplies, Front Room" note="Survivalist Supplies" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Fragrant pine boughs hang to the ground, sheltering this quiet space from the elements.  Flickering light from a fire crackling in a stone-lined pit sends dancing reflections against the forest-green curtain that divides the trunk into a cozy semicircle.  Comfortable but businesslike, every spare corner of the room is jumbled with equipment suspended from hooks and pegs on the walls or stacked neatly on chests and cabinets crafted from sturdy oak and knotted pine.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-40" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go green curtain" destination="33" />
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  <node id="233" name="Tremagis's Furs, Showroom">
    <description>The acrid scent of curing vats and tallow reeks in the air here, a heavenly perfume to people like Tremagis, who runs the commercial furmongering in Shard from his workshop in the next room over.  Trophies of his handiwork in the form of stretched, soft doeskin and stiff worked fur shells hang on the walls, all but covering them.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="0" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="31" />
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  <node id="234" name="Tremagis's Furs, Furmongering" note="Tremagis's Furs|Bundles" color="#00FF00">
    <description>Stacks of cured hides and the stench of uncured ones fills this small back room.  Tremagis, the furrier who runs this establishment, growls and grumbles as the local trappers and hunters arrive with their furs to exchange for coins.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="20" z="0" />
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  <node id="235" name="Catherine's Court, Exterior">
    <description>A two-story stone mansion rests here in a plot of well-trimmed hedges and perfectly shorn grass.  Green vines draped with blood-red iera flowers climb the trellises and wind about granite gargoyles standing sentinel from their second-story perches, tickling the beasts' stony chins in a vain attempt to awaken them from their slumber.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-220" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go wrought-iron bridge" destination="53" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak door" destination="236" />
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  <node id="236" name="Catherine's Court, Entrance Hall" note="Catherine's Court">
    <description>Tall stained glass windows paint the checkered stone floor in colorful pools of light that spill down from above.  A large bronze chandelier hangs down from the high half-timbered ceiling, its sconces filled with fresh candles.  Tapestry chairs set beside a small fireplace in one corner if the hall offer respite, while two carved limestone arches leading east and west beckon visitors into the stately country home. </description>
    <description>A large bronze chandelier hangs down from the high half-timbered ceiling, its flickering candles filling the room with a warm glow.  Tapestry chairs set beside a crackling fireplace offer a place of respite, while two carved limestone arches leading east and west beckon visitors further into the reaches of this stately country home.</description>
    <description>Tall stained glass windows paint the checkered stone floor in colorful pools of light that spill down from above.  A large bronze chandelier hangs down from the high half-timbered ceiling, its sconces filled with fresh candles.  Tapestry chairs set beside a small fireplace in one corner if the hall offer respite, while two carved limestone arches leading east and west beckon visitors into the stately country home.</description>
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  <node id="237" name="Catherine's Court, West Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The stone walls of the hall soar to groined arches where pewter oil lamps hang down to illuminate the hallway.  The sweet smell of jasmine drifts along the corridor from vases of blue flowers set on marble consoles.  Above each of the consoles hangs a large gilt-framed portrait bearing the images of noble lords and ladies of the family.  Plush indigo carpeting leads down the long hall, past the doors of private suites.</description>
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  <node id="238" name="Catherine's Court, West Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Carved and inlaid wainscot chairs sit neatly spaced between doors leading off the hallway.  On the outside corner of the corridor, a burnished suit of plate armor stands at attention before a cluster of stained glass windows partially overgrown with the ivy that creeps up the exterior walls.</description>
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  <node id="239" name="Catherine's Court, West Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>An intricately carved brass jardiniere spilling over with dried sprigs of jasmine and tin eku sits between two doorways on one side of the hall.  Across from them hangs a beveled looking glass that mirrors the blue-black blossoms.</description>
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  <node id="240" name="Catherine's Court, West Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Heraldic banners and pennants hang between the doors of each private suite and from the rafters of the ceiling above, a great waterfall of bold color against the dull limestone walls and dark oaken beams.  The fabric ripples in drafts of air that blow in from the frame of a paneled oak door at the rounded far end of the hallway.</description>
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  <node id="241" name="Catherine's Court, Gallery">
    <description>Daylight streams in through two soaring bay windows swathed in a gold damask that falls to the floor in soft folds.  Heraldic tapestries hang from the balustrade of the mezzanine above.  Long refectory tables adorned with tasseled silk runners present refreshments in gilded platters and dainty crystal cups.  The portrait of a noble elven man hangs above the large hooded fireplace, looking over those who pass below or stop to sit in the plush velvet chairs.</description>
    <description>Silvery eyes of night peek through the two soaring bay windows swathed in gold damask.  Heraldic tapestries hang from the balustrade of the mezzanine above, the woven crests barely visible in the flickering firelight.  Long refectory tables adorned with tasseled silk runners present refreshments in gilded platters and dainty crystal cups.  The portrait of a noble elven man hangs above the flickering fireplace, looking over those who pass below or stop to sit in the plush velvet chairs.</description>
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  <node id="242" name="Catherine's Court, East Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The stone walls of the hall soar to groined arches where pewter oil lamps hang down to illuminate the hallway.  A sweet floral scent drifts along the corridor from vases of crimson roses set on marble consoles.  Above each of the consoles hangs a large gilt-framed portrait bearing the images of noble lords and ladies of the family.  Plush red carpeting leads down the long hall, past the doors of private suites.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go limestone arch" destination="236" />
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  <node id="243" name="Catherine's Court, East Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Intricately carved mahogany chairs covered in rich red satin brocade sit neatly spaced between the sturdy doors leading off the hallway.  On the outside corner of the corridor, white porcelain sculptures sit beneath a cluster of stained glass windows, their panes partially overgrown with the ivy that creeps up the exterior walls.</description>
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  <node id="244" name="Catherine's Court, East Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A delicately painted ceramic jardiniere spilling over with fresh sprays of heather and sprig roses sits between two doorways on one side of the hall.  On the opposite wall hangs a beveled looking glass that mirrors the blood-red blossoms.</description>
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  <node id="245" name="Catherine's Court, East Wing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A large crystal chandelier hanging above the rounded terminus of the hallway spots the dull stone walls with a million tiny rainbows of refracted light.  The crystal prisms tinkle musically with drafts of air that sneak through the frame of a carved oak door leading out to the cloister gardens.  The colored glass tympanum glows with the image of Saint Ilysia.</description>
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  <node id="246" name="Catherine's Court, Stair Landing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Wooden posts stand to either side of the landing, supporting the oak bannister that curls gracefully down the walls of the wide stairwell to the entrance hall.  A stained glass door on the opposite wall spills color on the dull stone floor.</description>
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  <node id="247" name="Catherine's Court, Lark's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Golden silk covers the walls of this hallway, gilding the plaster and the oak beams of the half-timbered second story.  Delicate bronze oil sconces sit evenly spread between the clusters of leaded glass windows on the eastern wall.  Near the stair landing stands the wooden banister support, an ornately carved lark figurine perched on top.</description>
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  <node id="248" name="Catherine's Court, Lark's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A glass dome covers an arrangement of crystallized flowers set on an inlaid press cupboard, the light sparkling off each bud like dewdrops glistening in the first light of dawn.  Pale blue violets and cream-colored roses lie woven into the long rugs that line the hallway, forming a bright field of flowers underfoot.</description>
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  <node id="249" name="Catherine's Court, Lark's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The aroma of violets and honeysuckle floats through the air like the soft breath of springtime, the scent coming from a wreath hung between two doors leading to private suites.  A tarnished silver gauntlet mounted to a polished mahogany base sits on the sill beneath the windows clustered on the eastern wall, a grim contrast to the genteel elegance of the corridor.  The hallway ends in a graceful oak archway that leads into a sitting room swathed in golden silk.</description>
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  <node id="250" name="Catherine's Court, Morning Room">
    <description>Tall windows follow the curve of the turret walls, allowing light from outside to pool onto the carpeted floor.  Pastel colors highlight the ornately carved scallop arches over each window and the shelves set into the sunny yellow walls.  A silver tray and chocolate pot gleam from atop an alabaster end table set between two elegant settees.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go oak arch" destination="249" />
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  <node id="251" name="Catherine's Court, Owl's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Immense tapestries woven in dusky shades covering the half-timbered walls of the hallway partially conceal the age-worn oak beams and yellowed plaster.  The dim light in the corridor shifts erratically with the flickering of pewter oil sconces set between clusters of leaded glass windows on the western wall.  Near the stair landing stands the wooden banister support, an intricately carved owl figurine perched on top.</description>
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  <node id="252" name="Catherine's Court, Owl's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The musty smell of old pelt rugs underlies the more pungent scent of oiled metal in this bend in the hallway.  Polished swords and painted shields gleam with startling brilliance from the dull plaster walls between the muted blue tapestries, as if to remind passers-by that the glory of conquest somehow still lingers in the heart of the manor.</description>
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  <node id="253" name="Catherine's Court, Owl's Hall" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Above a graceful oak archway at the end of the hallway hangs a massive black greatsword, the dark steel blade looming overhead like the thunderheads of an approaching storm.  The imposing weapon seems an odd contrast to the frail pale blue flowers of a potted sjarta bush that blooms beneath the windowsill, releasing a delicate aroma into the air.</description>
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  <node id="254" name="Catherine's Court, Study">
    <description>Polished oak paneling covers the walls of the windowless round room, nearly concealing bookshelves built into the curved wall behind a black leather sofa.  A parchment map hangs above the sofa, the aged paper the color of yellowed bone.  Plush velvet pillows with silver tasseled corners lie scattered on the soft snowbeast fur rug lining the stone floor of the large study.</description>
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  <node id="255" name="Catherine's Court, Balcony">
    <description>Starflower vines creeping up from the cloister garden below twine the lichen-patched stone balustrade.  Daylight spreads across the carefully manicured landscape that stretches out behind the house and ends in a rich tangle of tall trees in the distance.  Ornate brick chimneys clustered on the steeply pitched slate roofs of the east and west wings send tufts of silver smoke sailing into the pale sky.</description>
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  <node id="256" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Trail" note="House of the Gilded Longleaf|Gilded Longleaf">
    <description>The trail meanders around a fallen tree and several large boulders.  Wildflowers grow in sparse clumps hosting the occasional butterfly as they flit from one batch to the next.  Waving in the breeze, ribbons clearly mark the route.</description>
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  <node id="257" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Obscure Trail">
    <description>Trees and heavy brush crowd a game trail obscured by fallen leaves and growing ferns.  Little more than a rut in the forest floor, it gently curves to avoid a deadfall.  The forest is filled with the sound of twittering birds and the scent of pine needles.</description>
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  <node id="258" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Encampment">
    <description>Wagons of various sizes and shapes are spread throughout the area, with some connected by covered walkways for larger families.  Bright pink bee balm flowers grow with abundance here, attracting hummingbirds -- a favorite bird of the elders who come to watch them during the day.  Steps lead towards the main building.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go oak steps" destination="276" />
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  <node id="259" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Wooded Trail">
    <description>Familial wagons create small huddled circles here, the flickering light from the communal hearth warming the space.  Windowsill planters and large earthen pots filled with flowers and medicinal herbs add color and beauty to the surroundings.</description>
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  <node id="260" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Wooded Trail">
    <description>Growing more abundantly as the trail heads northward, the trees are thick on the ground.  Very few wagons are found here, giving a sense of solitude to the area.  Several pots of bright red geraniums are placed side by side with herbs, adding both beauty and function to the portable landscaping.  The path continues toward the sound of water while a ramp heads to a forest bower.</description>
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  <node id="261" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Wooded Trail">
    <description>Quiet prevails around the area save for the occasional sound of a bird singing or the rustle of the tall trees in the wind.  Long troughs of fragrant, shade-loving herbs grow abundantly in the darkness of the forest.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go footway" destination="263" />
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  <node id="262" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Wooded Trail">
    <description>Spread thinly here, the distant wagons add to the sense of solitude in the area.  Lavender scents the air, growing in large pots alongside other herbs.  A nearby wagon is painted a bright blue and stenciled with a colorful butterfly.  The path continues towards the sound of water.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-40" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="261" />
  </node>
  <node id="263" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, House Garden">
    <description>Straight and angular, the walkways evenly divide each type of plant from other varieties.  Herbs, vegetables and dwarf fruit trees abound providing more than enough food for every member of the House and any guests that may visit.  Gardeners work fastidiously at tending their charges.  A wooded path leads directly to a large building, allowing the cooks and their assistants easy access.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go footway" destination="261" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="264" />
  </node>
  <node id="264" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Back Porch">
    <description>Open on three sides, this simple, covered porch offers both a back entrance to the kitchen and a welcomed respite from the heat of the stove.  The boughs of wild cherry and plum trees cascade over the slatted handrails beside which two rustic benches rest.  A rough-hewn walkway leads past the meeting forum to another building in the distance while a meandering woodland path offers access to the vegetable and herb gardens.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="263" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go curtain" destination="265" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go walkway" destination="276" />
  </node>
  <node id="265" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Kitchen">
    <description>Cooks work busily at the three tables standing in the center of the room.  With its simmering pots and whistling kettles, a round stove nestles in the corner opposite a massive whitewashed pantry.  Along the far wall, a large window and the brass lanterns flanking it offer ample light for cooking and cleaning alike.  In an attempt to vent the heat of the room, a simple curtain is pulled aside to reveal the back porch.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go curtain" destination="264" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="266" />
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  <node id="266" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Dining Hall">
    <description>Saffron-yellow tablecloths, cerulean cushions and delicate floral arrangements disguise the simple, low tables and benches at which meals are served in this busy common room.  Braziers have been placed along the rear wall to offer diners light and warmth as they enjoy the gentle, woodland breezes that waft in through an oversized window.  An aggressive wisteria vine winds its way through the silk-draped lattice walls, scenting the area with its heady aroma.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="-120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="267" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="265" />
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  <node id="267" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Foyer">
    <description>Jaunty watercolor paintings and panels of billowing silk adorn the simple, latticed walls that enclose this winsome chamber.  Tiles of tightly-woven sisal, dyed various shades of sepia and brown, have been arranged to form a mosaic carpet that covers the slatted floor of the platform.  The room's focal point is a large, lacquered secretary that stands opposite the opening leading into a graceful pergola.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="266" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="268" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pergola" destination="277" />
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  <node id="268" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Veranda">
    <description>Honeysuckle and jasmine have twined up the graceful columns that support the shallow, convex roof enclosing this welcoming portico.  Mimicking the colors of the flowering vines, a vermilion and cream floor runner stretches across the timber platform from the edge of a teak ramp to the cheerful double doors leading into the building.  Beside the doors stands a weathered statue of an Elothean woman gesturing at a bronze gong.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wide archway" destination="269" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go teak ramp" destination="270" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go double doors" destination="267" />
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  <node id="269" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Library">
    <description>A trio of gaethzen moons hung in the center of the small room provide soft light for reading.  Pull-down coverings conceal some of the shelves that line all available wall space, and comfortable chairs are scattered about the area for late-night study.  A small desk with a sign on it sits near the exit.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wide archway" destination="268" />
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  <node id="270" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Front Lawn">
    <description>Ornamental grasses grow before an eclectic structure crafted of interconnected sections capped by gently sloping roofs.  Open and airy, the building has many large, window-like openings shaded by billowing, colorful awnings.  Across from the structure is a towering longleaf pine, a flower-filled thicket wending its way south from the tree.  In the center of the clearing stands an ancient sundial.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="271" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go teak ramp" destination="268" />
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  <node id="271" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Path">
    <description>Amid a riot of daisies and buttercups sits a red-lacquered wooden bench.  Swarms of colorful butterflies fly over the flowers in ever-changing clouds.  An arbor, laced with blue and white flowers, interrupts the otherwise impenetrable wall of the nearby thicket.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="270" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="272" />
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  <node id="272" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Meadow">
    <description>Following the thicket, the path travels through a small, overgrown meadow.  Lilac bushes fill the open area giving off their sweet, heady fragrance.  The ever-present butterflies have given way to honey bees from a nearby hive who are working tirelessly at collecting pollen.  Ribbons have been regularly placed on the bushes and thicket to mark the path.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="271" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="273" />
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  <node id="273" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Wooded Path">
    <description>The maintained path follows the thicket through woods populated with pine, cedar and oak trees.  Wildflowers dominate the ground cover surrounding sweet-smelling lilac bushes.  The butterflies fly more thickly here, and the air is full of their fluttering wings.  Discreet ribbons are tied to the bushes and thicket in regular intervals to mark the way through the undergrowth.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="272" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="274" />
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  <node id="274" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Glade">
    <description>Snapdragons and verbena grow in a profusion of color here, covering every inch of the ground.  Lush spicebushes nestle against the thicket which looms nearby, its brilliant orange flowers sending a siren call to the butterflies which flock to the area for miles around.  A game trail leads to the southeast and a wooded path heads north, following the thicket.</description>
    <position x="-380" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="256" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="273" />
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  <node id="275" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Forest Bower">
    <description>Encircling giant ferns offer privacy to this peaceful glade while the boughs of towering trees and a simple awning offer shelter from the elements.  The gentle murmur of a nearby stream promises a restful slumber in the open air.  For that purpose, a collection of hammocks clusters around a stone firepit.  Some thoughtful soul has left jugs of spring water and a basket of freshly-baked bread near the forest-green door leading into the building.</description>
    <position x="-500" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="276" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ramp" destination="260" />
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  <node id="276" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Hall">
    <description>Spacious windows allow gentle woodland breezes to carry the scents of exotic flowers and decaying leaves throughout this workroom.  The center of the hall is dominated by rows of tables that provide workspace for all manner of industry.  Silk looms and graceful easels are turned to take the greatest advantage of the light.  To the rear of the room, willow stand lamps flank a rounded alcove leading to the dormitory wing.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="277" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go walkway" destination="264" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak steps" destination="258" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go golden door" destination="279" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go forest door" destination="275" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ivory door" destination="280" />
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  <node id="277" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Remembrance Hall">
    <description>To either side of a teak walkway, elaborate trelliswork rises from the woodland floor, creating a vast pergola under the tree canopy.  Small shrines are sheltered among the hostas, painted ferns, and bluebells that quilt the ground while a profusion of vines reaches upward along the carved beams of the enclosure.  The sound of birdcalls and the steady rhythm of a water clock are all that mar the reverent silence of the hall.  Gaps in the pergola reveal an arbored footpath.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go foyer" destination="267" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go carved archway" destination="276" />
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  <node id="278" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Forum">
    <description>Little more than a large, round clearing under the canopy of several towering trees, the forum boasts two concentric rings of benches centering on the speaker's mound.  Rows of torches and embroidered pennants surround the seating area.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go footpath" destination="277" />
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  <node id="279" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, Golden Repose">
    <description>Tiger maple paneling and a glazed glass window make this room one of the rare fully enclosed spaces in the complex.  Though the cozy chamber is modest in size, no expense has been spared to make guests feel comfortable.  A lacquered dresser, bearing an alabaster wash basin, sits opposite an overstuffed featherbed.  Beneath the small window rests a mahogany rocking chair.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="276" />
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  <node id="280" name="House of the Gilded Longleaf, White Chamber">
    <description>The whitewashed, lattice walls of this charming room are interwoven with silver silk and accented with several lace wall hangings depicting healing herbs.  A modest featherbed is covered with matching silk linens, and a grass-green folding chair sits beside a window.  An arrangement of chysanthemums and wild ginger blossoms graces a small table next to the chair.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="276" />
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  <node id="281" name="Darkmist Moor" note="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>A strange, meticulously placed line of bones begins here, travelling to the northeast through the tall grass.  Comprised of many sizes and shapes, the bones are devoid of rotted flesh or sinew.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-560" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="388" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dirt path" destination="199" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go bones" destination="282" />
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  <node id="282" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>A strange trail of bones is scattered amidst the tall grasses, wending its through the boggy marsh.  The moor's vegetation grows a bit thicker to the east as one travels further from the road.</description>
    <position x="-400" y="-400" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="284" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go bones" destination="281" />
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  <node id="283" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>The rocky ground is covered with blue-grey lichen and sturdy pale yellow weeds.  Fingers of mist whirl around a broken arrow wedged between two thin ribs of a long decayed torso.  The lower half of the skeleton lies several feet away, likely dragged by scavengers, with a single moldering boot clinging to what little is left of its owner.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="296" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="284" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="282" />
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  <node id="284" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>Just south of the bone path, the land drops suddenly for several feet.  The earth of the slope has been disturbed in small patches, and several clumps of heather lay scattered and uprooted.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="286" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="285" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="282" />
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  <node id="285" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>The dark green grass here is slowly losing its battle with mortality.  Patches of light brown dead grass stand out against the darker green of their surroundings.  To the southeast you can see the silhouette of a dead tree, its now bare branches reaching up as if in supplication.  Several cracked rocks litter the ground, their shattered, blackened surfaces indicating that some power other than weather and time are to blame for their state.</description>
    <position x="-360" y="-380" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="287" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="284" />
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  <node id="286" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>An ancient stump sits nearly buried in the tall grass of the moor.  Pale grey fans of some unidentifiable fungus spread from its side while specks of a scarlet mold stretch up the trunk from the roots.  In contrast to these tenacious vestiges of life, the bleached trail of bones runs past the stump and stretches to the west and northeast.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="288" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="285" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="284" />
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  <node id="287" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>A solitary dead tree, bleached white by the sun, still reaches its limbs high above the brown, lifeless patch of earth surrounding it.  Dozens of kobold skulls hang from the branches, suspended from ropes woven from the blades of the grass that is so abundant in the moor.  A hollow knocking sound is emitted by the skulls as they swing against each other in the wind.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="285" />
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  <node id="288" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>The grass here is trampled around a great pile of decaying remains.  Femurs, skulls and skeletal hands lie in a heap with broken weapons and bits of rotting leather armor.  The trail of bones continues to the southwest and southeast, but whatever caused this carnage appears to have paused here for some time before moving on.</description>
    <position x="-340" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="289" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="286" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="296" />
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  <node id="289" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>The trail dips gently into a fog-filled depression.  A small underground spring trickles from the rocks, making the ground along the trail spongy and wet.  The damp mist clings to everything, muffling sound and limiting sight to a few yards in any direction.</description>
    <position x="-320" y="-400" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="291" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="288" />
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  <node id="290" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>A flat grey rock stretches across the path, briefly interrupting the gruesome ivory trail.  The tall dark green grass moves slightly in a gentle breeze, providing the only sign of life in this otherwise still expanse.  Off to one side, a decaying kobold head sits atop a crudely carved post -- a sacrifice, perhaps, or a warning.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="-420" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="289" />
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  <node id="291" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>Pale yellow weeds compete with the grass of the moor for the dim sunlight that filters through the mist.  A small patch of briars curls its thorny fingers over a large rock jutting from the ground.  To the east, the mist thickens into a dense fog, while to the south, the moor can be seen stretching away with only the occasional tree to mark the distance.</description>
    <description>Pale yellow weeds intermingle with the damp grasses of the moor.  A small patch of briars curls its thorny fingers over a large rock jutting from the ground.  To the east, the mist thickens into a dense fog, while to the south, the moor can be seen stretching away with only the occasional tree to mark the distance.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="292" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="289" />
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  <node id="292" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>A half-buried boulder interrupts the game trail, its jagged surface covered in more of the blue-grey lichen that seems to flourish on the rocks of the grassland.  A rusted spearhead wedged deeply into the stone attests to the violence that once swept over this area.</description>
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="291" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="293" />
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  <node id="293" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>Crushed grass and a broken sword half buried in the ground give evidence of a violent struggle some time ago, though what became of the combatants remains a mystery.  A game trail loops from the northeast and northwest, but little else of note is apparent in the sea of grass rolling out in all directions.  Even the gentle rustling of the grass is muted by the dampness of the air.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="292" />
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  <node id="294" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>A gnarled tree huddles in the grass.  Its branches have been peppered with small arrows, and claw marks scar the trunk.  Within the branches, the dull glint of a helm can be spotted through the leaves.  Whatever creature it was that sought safety in the tree's arms apparently did not find it here.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="291" />
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  <node id="295" name="Darkmist Moor, Trail of Bones">
    <description>A small hip bone juts from beneath one of several low bushes that grow clumped together several feet from the trail of bones.  Amidst the long sharp thorns and tiny bright red berries rests a long solitary branch, its bark darker and more coarse than the bushes' slender stems.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-420" z="0" />
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  <node id="296" name="Darkmist Moor">
    <description>An uprooted tree lies on its side, surrounded by broken branches and pieces of bark.  A patch of blackened earth on the leeward side of the tree tells of at least one campfire built from its remains.  Trampled grass makes paths to the southwest and southeast leading from the tree.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="283" />
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  <node id="297" name="Darkmist Moor, Secluded Shrine" note="Shrine3-3|Secluded Shrine|Harawep" color="#A6A3D9">
    <description>Shrouded in dark purple mist, a tall ebony altar rises from the overgrown grass.  A collection of hideous gargoyles stands sentry in a macabre circle around the shrine, sneering inward at the scarred monolith.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="-500" z="0" />
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  <node id="298" name="Darkmist Moor, Tamsine's Sorrow" note="Tamsine's Sorrow">
    <description>The mists grow denser eastward, roiling together into a thick pall that obscures any pathway in the heavy darkness.  Spindly bushes barren of leaves randomly claw their way upwards.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-480" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb scraggly tree" destination="300" />
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  <node id="299" name="Darkmist Moor, Dirt Road">
    <description>The ground slopes along the sides of a simple dirt road meandering northward from the thin mists.  Delightfully earthy smells of dust and wildlife punctuate the crisp fresh air.  A small white building sits quietly at the side of an abandoned road.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-480" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="301" />
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  <node id="300" name="Darkmist Moor, Scraggly Treetop">
    <description>The age-worn tree lofts its branches just above the heavy pall of mist, offering a clear vantage of the surrounding terrain.  A simple whitewashed church contrasts starkly against the darkness of the countryside to the east, an odd sight amidst so much gloom.</description>
    <description>The age-worn tree lofts its branches just above the heavy pall of mist, offering a clear vantage of the surrounding terrain.  A simple whitewashed church nestles in the green countryside to the east, an odd sight amidst so much gloom.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-520" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb trunk" destination="298" />
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  <node id="301" name="Darkmist Moor, Country Church" note="Country Church">
    <description>A small rustic church, with an overhanging roof and rough-hewn wooden pillars, watches solemnly over the area.  Ivory-white paint is flaking and peeling from its walls, which are embraced by creeping vines of deep green ivy.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="-500" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="299" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go country church" destination="302" />
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  <node id="302" name="Country Church, Church Foyer">
    <description>Though this narrow vestibule is small, it is crowned by a lovely high ceiling from which dangles the remains of a shattered chandelier.  Its walls are lined with old, faded portraits smudged with dirt.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-500" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="301" />
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  <node id="303" name="Country Church, Main Hall">
    <description>One large room comprises the church's sanctuary.  Simple pine pews line both sides of a tiny center aisle that leads to an altar to the north.  Small stained glass windows depicting woodland scenes adorn the walls on either side of the pews.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-520" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go short hallway" destination="305" />
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  <node id="304" name="Country Church, Altar" note="Phelim" color="#800080">
    <description>All that adorns this understated altar is a faded white linen cloth.  The wooden planks underfoot are well worn from years of use, and they creak softly with each shift of weight.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-540" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="306" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go archway" destination="305" />
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  <node id="305" name="Country Church, Short Hallway">
    <description>Barely five feet long, this short hallway is separated from the sanctuary by a gracefully carved railing, leading to a narrow alcove at its eastern end.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-540" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="304" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go white door" destination="309" />
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  <node id="306" name="Country Church, Cleric's Office">
    <description>Barely furnished, this quiet office was designed for resident clerics to prepare for ceremonies.  A small table with a matching chair is pushed against one wall.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="307" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="304" />
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  <node id="307" name="Country Church, Cloakroom">
    <description>Ornate brass hooks adorn the walls where clerical vestments once hung.  The air is hot and choked with dust thanks to the lack of any appreciable ventilation.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="306" />
  </node>
  <node id="308" name="Country Church, Statue Alcove">
    <description>A tall wooden statue of Hodierna stands resolutely upon a painted column, staring blankly ahead.  There is an inherent darkness in this corner of the church, which cloaks the details of the architecture and bathes the mirthless statue in perpetual gloom.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="305" />
  </node>
  <node id="309" name="Country Church, Back Porch">
    <description>Cracked and splintered boards, making a poor excuse for a porch, lead to a faded white door at the back of this forlorn little church.  A dirt path runs parallel to the damaged planks, leading northwest toward a cemetery.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-560" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dirt path" destination="310" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go white door" destination="305" />
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  <node id="310" name="Country Church, Cemetery Approach">
    <description>A rickety porch nestled in the overgrown grasses of the moor provides entry to the back door of the dilapidated old church.  A scraggly dirt path heavily draped with weeds meanders northeast, approaching a long-forgotten cemetery.</description>
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  <node id="311" name="Country Church, Cemetery Gate">
    <description>Shattered remnants of an ancient iron gate flank the faint dirt pathway to either side, no longer hindering passage into the cemetery.  Thick weeds and vines slither into the once intricate latticework, vying for a higher perch on which to bask.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="-640" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="312" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="310" />
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  <node id="312" name="Country Church, Cemetery">
    <description>Visible a short distance to the south, a modest mausoleum of grey granite rises out of the grassy moor.  The weed-ridden dirt pathway snakes eastward, making a wide arc through the cemetery and around to the structure.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="311" />
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  <node id="313" name="Country Church, Cemetery">
    <description>A faint dirt path wends southeast through a morbid garden of weatherworn tombstones.  Scraggly grasses push up through the ground above the ancient plots, creeping their way across the path.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-660" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="312" />
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  <node id="314" name="Country Church, Cemetery">
    <description>The dirt path bends sharply at the foot of a haggard hangman's tree, which bows beneath the weight of the souls it has reaped.  Several large stones scattered amidst the weeds and grass form erratic patterns.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="313" />
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  <node id="315" name="Country Church, Cemetery">
    <description>Monstrous gargoyles herald your approach to the granite mausoleum to the northwest, sneering wickedly at those that cross the dusty dirt path.  An ornate gold-veined marble tombstone lurches out of the ground just south of the path, marking the resting place of some noble of long ago.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="316" />
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  <node id="316" name="Country Church, Before Mausoleum" note="Mausoleum">
    <description>The faint path turns into a round patch of grassless dirt before a pair of great obsidian doors that safeguard entrance to the grey granite mausoleum.  Unlike the rest of the pathway, the dirt here is free of the omnipresent weeds and grass, as if recent movement had discouraged their growth.  Gargoyles perched within high niches flanking the doors leer ominously down at all below.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go obsidian doors" destination="402" />
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  <node id="317" name="Dragon's Spine, Behind the Waterfall" note="Map65_Under_the_Gondola.xml|Waterfall|Undergondola">
    <description>Footing becomes quite treacherous here as each new step brings forth more uncertainty.  Tiny rivulets of icy water trickle down from the waterfall and freeze, adding to the already slippery sheet of ice on the ground.  The more adventurous traveler might either chance the dark woodlands ahead or ferret out some way to penetrate and attempt to swim the frozen river.  The less daring of souls will quickly retreat from whence they came.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crack" destination="163" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wood" />
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  <node id="318" name="Shrine to the Dragon, A Dank Passage">
    <description>Streams of light trickle over some uneven jade stairs to the north.  A passage westward leads towards the rest of the shrine.</description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb jade stairs" destination="201" />
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  <node id="319" name="Shrine to the Dragon, A Dank Passage">
    <description>The murals that were once here have long since faded from the walls, leaving behind broken plaster and crumbling stone as their remain.  The only apparent exit lies east.</description>
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    <description>This chamber is carved directly into the stone of the caverns.  The walls are a dark green jade, encircling a stained altar that rests in the very center.  Statues, shattered and smashed by time and angry mortal hands alike, stand forever frozen in broken dances.  Elegant brass sconces still flicker with mystic lights, dim but bright enough to illuminate the area.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go onyx arch" destination="319" />
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  <node id="321" name="Jade Cavern, Vestibule">
    <description>Elaborate stone carvings arch overhead, twisting into fascinating shapes.  Tall columns crafted from translucent jade flank the walls that lead further west into the heart of the caverns.</description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb stone stairs" destination="320" />
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  <node id="322" name="Jade Cavern, Dark Passage">
    <description>The walls are gouged and scratched, chunks of rock ripped from the once-polished and painted murals.  Fragments of tile lie shattered on the floor, crunching at the lightest touch.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="323" />
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  <node id="323" name="Jade Cavern, Small Opening">
    <description>Luminescent walls of rough green jade curve around you, the cupped, smooth hands of the earth.  A path chisled into the stone floor leads east.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="322" />
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  <node id="324" name="Abyssal Descent, Altar of the Flesh" note="Altar of the Flesh|Flesh" color="#00FF00">
    <description>The smooth onyx floor has been shattered by thick, muscular roots pushing upward.  The roots intertwine into a contorted mass in the center of the hall.  The stench of burning flesh rises from the strange altar, yet no fire is visible.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-600" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="325" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="347" />
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  <node id="325" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Flesh">
    <description>Muted light from the southwest casts dark wavering images on the unblemished onyx wall and bounces to the neighboring wall.  Further shadows shimmer eerily on the polished floor, resembling writhing bodies caught in the throes of a painful death.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="324" />
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  <node id="326" name="Abyssal Descent, Onyx Corridor">
    <description>A wavering torch secured in a solid stone funnel is solidly fused into the glossy onyx wall near the high ceiling.  Occasional wafts of air cause the flame to twist slowly, an imitation of an ominous dance of the macabre.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="325" />
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  <node id="327" name="Abyssal Descent, Onyx Corridor">
    <description>The smooth, glossy finish of the onyx walls is unbroken.  The passage seems brighter to the southwest, where filtered light seeps into the room, reflecting eerie shadows on the polished surface.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="326" />
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  <node id="328" name="Abyssal Descent, Onyx Corridor">
    <description>Surrounded on all sides by smooth lustrous onyx walls, the enclosed environment lends the impression of being entombed in a box of solid rock.  Occasionally a glimmer of light will reflect dully across the unblemished surfaces, causing a brief moment of vertigo.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="327" />
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  <node id="329" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Soul">
    <description>Sinister frescoes adorn the northern wall of this cavernous hall, where the dichotomy of the silver and onyx hallways merges into one.  The ceiling is a sweeping arch of black crystal, supported by pillars of darkly veined jade.  A twisting hallway with verdant malachite walls winds to the south.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="328" />
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  <node id="330" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Soul">
    <description>Irregular formations of malachite create a treacherous cavern that winds in an erratic serpentine pattern to the south.  The air is crisp, cold, and fresh, with no hint of the musty pall draped over the rest of the ancient temple.</description>
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  <node id="331" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Soul">
    <description>The icy air carries the faint tinkling of off-key wind chimes that echoes eerily through the dark malachite tunnel.  As one travels southerly down the hall, the temperature seems to drop rapidly.</description>
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  <node id="332" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Soul">
    <description>A thin layer of frost coats the malachite formations, while slender icicles jab downward into the hall.  Vapor crystallizes with every breath, each a wraith of former life captured forever by the cruel clutches of the temple's heart.</description>
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    <description>The ice-laden floor suddenly gives way to an enormous chasm to the south.  Tendrils of intricate silver writhe out from the dusky malachite walls, intertwining to form a strange altar just before the lip of the gaping chasm.  Far in the distance to the south, a glimmering crystalline dais hovers inexplicably over the great pit.</description>
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  <node id="334" name="Abyssal Descent, Silver Corridor">
    <description>Smooth and deathly cold to the touch, the silver walls are free of any markings.  A pale luminance from the northwest seems to beckon the unwary traveler.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="329" />
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  <node id="335" name="Abyssal Descent, Silver Corridor">
    <description>Silver walls, their smooth surface polished to a glossy finish, refract the dim light invading menacingly from the southeast.  Odd reflections bounce between the polished surfaces, causing a moment of dizziness that quickly passes.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="334" />
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    <description>An old lantern, its finish blackened from years of use, hangs from a silver hook embedded in the passageway's ceiling.  Nefarious shadows, resembling malformed beings, flitter gruesomely on the silver walls as subtle air currents cause the lantern to sway ominously.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="335" />
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  <node id="337" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Mind">
    <description>Dim light filtering eerily from the southeast allows enough luminance to see that the passage continues.  The silvery walls are slick and cold to the touch.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="336" />
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    <description>The silver walls take on a brilliant emerald hue, painted by the light emanating from a makeshift altar formed from a massive block of green crystal set upon two egg-shaped stones.  The faint murmuring of foreign prayers echoes on the edge of aural perception, yet nags incessantly at your mind.  The alcove is barren of embellishments, accentuating the austerity of its reflective walls.</description>
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  <node id="339" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Mind">
    <description>Faint light from the northeast casts grim shadows on the glossy silver walls, illuminating the dark passage slightly.  The polished mirror-like surface of each wall reflects distorted impressions of the moving images it captures.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="340" />
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  <node id="340" name="Abyssal Descent, Silver Corridor">
    <description>Silver walls, shrouded with lines of faint luminance from the southwest, stretch upwards to a smooth metallic ceiling.  This refracted light seems to move of its own volition, converging into long, silvery tendrils that creep deeply into the darker recesses of the wide corridor.</description>
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  <node id="341" name="Abyssal Descent, Silver Corridor">
    <description>A sputtering torch is nested securely in a conical silver bracket attached to a corner near the ceiling.  The reflected image of the torch is mirrored upon two of the glossy silver walls and ceiling, its wavering likeness shimmering unendingly against the polished surface.</description>
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  <node id="342" name="Abyssal Descent, Silver Corridor">
    <description>Smooth silver walls, with an identical ceiling and floor, form a glossy passageway to greet the unwary traveler.  Random echoes of light glaze the shiny surfaces like skeletal hands scraping long bony fingers across a polished mirror.</description>
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  <node id="343" name="Abyssal Descent, Entry Hall">
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    <description>High onyx walls line a featureless passageway along whose mirror-like surfaces a shock of light occasionally crackles to show travelers the way.</description>
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  <node id="345" name="Abyssal Descent, Onyx Corridor">
    <description>A rusted iron lamp swings precariously from the vaulted onyx ceiling, disturbed by a strong breeze.  The erratic flicker cast from above draws ever-shifting apparitions of shadow on the smooth onyx walls, leaving one to wonder what is real and what is illusion.</description>
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  <node id="346" name="Abyssal Descent, Onyx Corridor">
    <description>The smooth onyx of the walls is disrupted here, with each wall carved in its own intricate, raised pattern.  The shallow illumination flowing from the southeast casts soft shadows from the raised features.</description>
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  <node id="347" name="Abyssal Descent, Hall of the Flesh">
    <description>Diffused light from the northwest casts a dull glow against the smooth surface of the onyx walls.  The walls feel cold to the touch and no seams mar their perfect symmetry.</description>
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  <node id="348" name="Abyssal Descent, Entry Hall">
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  <node id="349" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Vaulting high to the ceiling, a black crystalline archway opens a narrow corridor to the north.  A discordant choral chant echoes against the dark stone enclosure, carrying from far away.</description>
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  <node id="350" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
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  <node id="351" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Shadows drape the northeastern corner like lingering specters, unwavering in the feeble glare of makeshift torches affixed to rusty iron sconces in the walls.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="377" />
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  <node id="352" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>A flickering torch in the eastern wall casts a feeble glow down the dark stone corridor, barely forcing the shadows to abate.</description>
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  <node id="353" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Shards of clear crystal cover the dark stone ground, possibly relics fashioned by the absent inhabitants of the temple many years before.  Movement through the hallway has caused some of these shards to clump oddly against a black granite pedestal, as if protecting it.</description>
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  <node id="354" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>The overwhelming stench of decay fills the dank corridor, emanating from a rotting alder door in the north wall.  Thin patches of unidentifiable mold mark random trails on the cold damp walls, almost like sinister handprints left by an unearthly child.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go alder door" destination="380" />
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  <node id="355" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>The stone corridor curves haphazardly, with jagged shards of dark grey stone jutting out of the southeastern corner.  An empty doorway with shattered remnants of wood hanging off it gapes open in the northwestern wall.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="356" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="379" />
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  <node id="356" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Ripped grey cotton tapestries drape the dark stone of the southern wall, once offering reverence to some now-unrecognizable deity.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="357" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pine door" destination="496" />
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  <node id="357" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Dark grey stone walls and cold basalt floors stretch far beyond sight through the dimly lit corridors that branch from this central nexus.  Two dilapidated pine doors flank the southern passage.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="365" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go pine door" destination="386" />
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  <node id="358" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Barely attached to its rusted iron hinges, a battered pine door hangs crookedly from the northern wall.  Scraps of rotting cloth lie strewn about the floor, perhaps serving as nightly shelter for the errant rat or two, as evidenced by trails of dried droppings.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go pine door" destination="371" />
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  <node id="359" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>The curving corridor seems crude and haphazard, shards of jagged stone sticking out from the walls.  This temple was obviously constructed in haste, with an eye toward functionality rather than beauty.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="358" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden archway" destination="372" />
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  <node id="360" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>A scarred alder door in the eastern wall bears several heavy gashes, perhaps the result of some past conflict.  Empty cobwebs hang forlornly from the narrow corners of the stone ceiling.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="359" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go alder door" destination="381" />
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  <node id="361" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>The chill air is dank and sour, carrying the stenches of decay, dried blood, and stale dust.  The corridor branches to the east, wending further into the forgotten temple.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="360" />
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  <node id="362" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Shattered chips of mahogany lie scattered over the cold stone floor before an empty doorway in the eastern wall.  A remnant of ripped cloth hangs from the door's smashed iron hinge.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="361" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="374" />
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  <node id="363" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>A rusted iron rack hangs in the northwestern corner, bearing several implements of war.  An omnipresent, distant chanting rises and falls in your ears, carrying eerily through the corridor.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="362" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="375" />
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  <node id="364" name="Abyssal Seed, Dark Hallway">
    <description>Across from a cracked ash door, an empty rusted iron sconce juts out of the northern wall.  The shadows here drape heavily, choking what feeble light flickers from down the hallway.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="363" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ash door" destination="387" />
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  <node id="365" name="Abyssal Seed, Sunken Vestibule">
    <description>Leaning walls inlaid with panes of polished black onyx enclose this sunken, icy vestibule that is lit by sparkles of dark gold winking fleetingly like teasing ghosts.  Odd sounds echo back and forth, reminiscent of a choir bustling through rehearsal.</description>
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  <node id="366" name="Abyssal Seed, Prison Hallway">
    <description>The uneven dark stone walls bear strange, ancient etchings that depict gruesome scenes of war.  Dark colors outlining some of the carvings have permanently leached into the porous stone.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="367" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cell door" destination="385" />
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  <node id="367" name="Abyssal Seed, Prison Hallway">
    <description>The four hallways converge here, centered around a massive grid of wrought iron that stretches out over a shadow-draped pit sunk deep into the ground.  A thick noxious order of decay curls up from the depths of this repugnant cage.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="369" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="368" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="370" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go steel door" destination="408" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron door" destination="409" />
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  <node id="368" name="Abyssal Seed, Prison Hallway">
    <description>The dark stone floor is uncluttered and swept clean of dust and debris, leaving the impression that something has been here recently.  In spite of the lack of rubble, the air smells dank, with a hint of decay.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="357" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cell door" destination="383" />
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  <node id="369" name="Abyssal Seed, Prison Hallway">
    <description>An empty sconce hangs askew from one wall, the area around it scorched black.  Clumps of cobwebs, heavy with dust, enshroud the tarnished brass.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="367" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cell door" destination="382" />
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  <node id="370" name="Abyssal Seed, Prison Hallway">
    <description>Deep gouge marks mar the rough stone floor, as if something with very large claws was dragged in an unwilling manner through the passage.  Moisture has collected in some of the indentations, causing the floor to be slick in spots.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="361" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cell door" destination="384" />
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  <node id="371" name="Abyssal Seed, Monks' Quarters">
    <description>Ten cedar-framed cots, with tattered blankets scattered haphazardly on each, line the walls of this moderate-sized room.  The harsh stone walls bear no adornment.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go pine door" destination="358" />
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  <node id="372" name="Abyssal Seed, Baths">
    <description>The small chamber is dimly lit by flickering torches in the rough stone walls.  The feeble light reflects soft wavering images off the glassy black waters of a large bathing pool.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden archway" destination="359" />
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  <node id="373" name="Abyssal Seed, Obsidian Pool">
    <description>Dimly flickering torchlight glimmers off the rippling, glassy black waters of the pool.  The water is icy, chilling you to the bone.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-320" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pool's edge" destination="372" />
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  <node id="374" name="Abyssal Seed, Theurgists' Chamber">
    <description>Mangled black cotton tapestries drape the walls, twitching slightly with the subtle currents of air caused by your presence.  Three mahogany beds are pushed tightly up against the walls.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="362" />
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  <node id="375" name="Abyssal Seed, Magical Workshop">
    <description>The heavy odors of ash and sulfur permeate this claustrophobic stone enclosure.  Bookcases laden with scrolls and volumes line the walls, everything badly charred from some recent blaze.  Several tables and counters are strewn with all sorts of odd equipment.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="363" />
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  <node id="376" name="Abyssal Seed, Hierophant's Chamber">
    <description>An intricate mosaic of gleaming gemstone tiles graces the otherwise gloomy stone wall above an ancient silverwillow bed.  Stained linens, shredded and tattered in some past struggle, hang off the bed and onto the cold stone floor.</description>
    <position x="220" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ash door" destination="350" />
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  <node id="377" name="Abyssal Seed, Library">
    <description>Fallen bookshelves lie strewn about the dark stone ground, burnt and razed of all they may have held.  It appears that someone -- or something -- did not want what was in this room to be found.  A single page ripped from an unknown tome seems to have been spared, left lying on a cracked cedar desk.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="351" />
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  <node id="378" name="Abyssal Seed, Theurgists' Chamber">
    <description>Oddly centered in the middle of the room is a rickety oak bookcase.  Dark cotton tapestries, their colored patterns faded, hang above three identical mahogany beds pushed up flush against the walls.</description>
    <position x="260" y="-440" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go mahogany door" destination="352" />
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  <node id="379" name="Abyssal Seed, Storage Closet">
    <description>Empty boxes and crates are stacked in an orderly fashion, rising up to the dark stone ceiling.  A single cask lies splintered on the ground, its contents long since emptied.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="355" />
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  <node id="380" name="Abyssal Seed, Priests' Quarters">
    <description>Six large willow-framed cots are arranged neatly around the small chamber.  The walls and floors are barren, except for a single cedar cabinet in one corner.</description>
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  <node id="381" name="Abyssal Seed, Priests' Quarters">
    <description>Six large willow-framed cots are arranged neatly around the small chamber.  The walls and floors are barren, except for a single cedar cabinet in one corner.</description>
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  <node id="382" name="Abyssal Seed, Dank Cell">
    <description>A shattered skeleton lies in one corner, half of its skull split off and lying nearby.  It is safe to surmise that life has not graced this dank cell for some time, for unbroken cobwebs hang everywhere, their occupants busily spinning undisturbed homes.</description>
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  <node id="383" name="Abyssal Seed, Dank Cell">
    <description>Iron shackles hang from the cold stone walls, flecked with strange substances and rust.  A foul coppery stench hangs in the air, punctuated with sharp wafts of decay.</description>
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  <node id="384" name="Abyssal Seed, Dank Cell">
    <description>This large cell, built to hold thirty prisoners or more, now lies abandoned.  Only the chalkmarks on the walls and the gouges in the floor leading up to the cell door give evidence of victims' passing.</description>
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  <node id="385" name="Abyssal Seed, Dank Cell">
    <description>This desolate cell of rough granite bears the marks of heavy use -- the floor is spattered with dried blood.  Heavy hash marks, perhaps depicting days of captivity, mar one wall.</description>
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  <node id="386" name="Abyssal Seed, Acolytes' Quarters">
    <description>Smashed cots lie in disarray on the ground, a splintered and torn mess of wood and canvas.  Thick brown stains are prevalent throughout the wreckage, making it easy to imagine the slaughter that once occurred here.</description>
    <description>The room is rather large, but packed tightly with twenty cedar-framed cots with the sparest coarse linens.  The pattern is orderly and symmetrical -- artificial.  The stale scent of dust clings to the back of your throat.</description>
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  <node id="387" name="Abyssal Seed, Hierophant's Chamber">
    <description>An ancient silverwillow bed swathed in shredded silk linens sets against the southern wall.  A rich mahogany armoire inlaid with silver filigree stands nearby, flanked by an ornate blued-steel cloak rack.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go ash door" destination="364" />
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  <node id="388" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
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  <node id="389" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
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    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
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  <node id="390" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
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    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
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  <node id="391" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="392" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="393" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="394" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="395" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="396" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="397" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
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    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="398" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="399" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="400" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="401" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="402" name="Mausoleum, Receiving Chamber">
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  <node id="403" name="Mausoleum, Hallway">
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  <node id="404" name="Mausoleum, Biers">
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    <description>Ten great marble biers are arranged in a fanned semi-circle at the northern end of the hallway.  Streaming down from a small hole in the ceiling, a shaft of pale silver starlight falls within their midst.  A steel-reinforced ebony coffin rests on one of the marble biers.  Several chains hang loosely down along the sides of the bier.  Cascading down the eastern wall, a blood red tapestry adds a splash of rich color to the otherwise austere environment.  </description>
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  <node id="405" name="Mausoleum, Alcove" note="White Tapestry">
    <description>An aura of warm light illuminates the alcove, emanating from dozens of candles held within tall silver sconces mounted on the marble floor.  A large wooden wheel has been affixed to the north wall, while rugged steel chains run up into some sort of pulley mechanism on the rafters.  A heavy woven rope dangles down from above, fastened to the same contraption.</description>
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  <node id="406" name="Mausoleum, Alcove" note="Black Tapestry">
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  <node id="407" name="Mausoleum, Inside Coffin">
    <description>Pure white satin padding makes lying in this claustrophobic box a bit more inviting than you would otherwise imagine.  A shaft of bright golden sunlight streams through a small hole in the ceiling directly above the coffin, striking you squarely in the chest.</description>
    <description>Pure white satin padding makes lying in this claustrophobic box a bit more inviting than you would otherwise imagine.  A shaft of pale silver starlight streams through a small hole in the ceiling directly above the coffin, striking you squarely in the chest.  </description>
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  <node id="408" name="Abyssal Seed, Guard's Chamber">
    <description>A massive weapons rack lies pushed up against the north wall, piled high with pole-arm weapons.  A great iron bell hangs from the ceiling, an alarm in times of need.  A spare stick cot has been erected off in the corner.</description>
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  <node id="409" name="Abyssal Seed, Guard's Chamber">
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  <node id="410" name="Abyssal Nether, Maelshyve's Remnant">
    <description>The coiling helix of fused bone ends here, dropping off into the abyss.  Cradled in the clawlike comfort of the path's edge is a great black shell, cracked open like an egg.  From within, an endless river of midnight-blue sludge pours out, streaming into the endless darkness below.</description>
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  <node id="411" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="412" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
    <description>From this vantage more of the bone construct can be viewed.  Arising from the abyss like a giant coiled adder, and held aloft by no discernible force, it swirls high above you in the dark shadows.  A heavy silence is broken by the crunch of bone fragments underfoot.</description>
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  <node id="413" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
    <description>The path shifts like a tiny vessel in a stormy sea, threatening to toss all aboard into the deadly inkiness keeping it afloat.  A skull near the edge of the path lays with its mouth open and sockets empty, grinning smugly and perhaps waiting to be entertained by a dramatic fall.</description>
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  <node id="414" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="415" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="416" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="417" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="418" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="419" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="420" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="421" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="423" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="424" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="425" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="426" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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  <node id="427" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
    <description>The bones of the path groan, shifting slightly in the noxious, breathy wind that courses through the area.  One distorted ribcage has taken on a kite-like appearance, bones caved outward in an effort to catch a passing breeze and fly away from this place.</description>
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  <node id="428" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="429" />
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  <node id="429" name="Abyss, Maelshyve's Ascent">
    <description>The path continues to wind its dangerous spiral, disappearing into the darkness.  A shattered skull, missing an eye and half of its cranium, lies in the center of the path, grinning stupidly.</description>
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    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="458" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="459" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="460" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="461" name="Darkmist Moor, Nightshade Tangle">
    <description>Barren of leaves, wretched trees loom up from the tall grass looking a great deal like upturned claws.  A somber mist perpetually hangs in the air, dampening your lungs with its weight.</description>
    <description>Irregular patches of tall grass and squat shrubs lie beneath a sinuous blanket of dark purple mist.  The twisted shadow of an occasional barren tree looms in the foggy distance.</description>
    <description>Sinuous tendrils of dark purple mist swim through the air, entangling themselves in the deformed limbs of barren trees like ethereal serpents.  The dusky scent of nightshade carries over the moor.</description>
    <description>Sharp shadows cut through the landscape, accenting the twisted silhouettes of the grotesquely haggard trees while concealing the hazards that lie hidden within the patches of tall grass.</description>
    <description>Swaths of dark mist drape the moor in layers of shadow, concealing the source of a malignant rustling that waits in nearby tangles of nightshade.</description>
    <description>Tall grasses sway under the ebb and flow of the dark purple mists, kissing the verdant blades with icy dew.  Patches of colorful nightshade bloom amidst the grasses, a beautiful yet deadly addition to this dark, wild garden.</description>
    <description>Tendrils of blooming nightshade climb high through the dark mists into the vacant claw-like trees, appearing to give the deceased husks some semblance of life, however perverted.</description>
    <description>The dark mists cast a bluish-lavender pall through the air.  The motion of every shadow is magnified, twitching in wait just beyond your field of vision.</description>
    <description>The dusky scent of nightshade seems to manifest visually as the rolling, dark mists that are omnipresent over the wild moor.  The grasses waver in a lilting motion, enchanted by the intoxicating aroma.</description>
    <description>The soft mist makes everything seem muted and far away, disconnected and tinged with the illusion of a dream world.</description>
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  <node id="462" name="Prairie, Wylder Spring">
    <description>Someone built a small platform halfway up the tree.  From this vantage, the distant walls of Shard can be seen to the west, surrounded by a seemingly endless sea of undulating green and gold.</description>
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  <node id="463" name="Remcli Amarcen, Dead End">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The path bends sharply around a corner and reaches a dead end.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-40" z="0" />
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  <node id="464" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  A deeper darkness against the silver-scattered black of the sky, arches and columns of time-worn stone rise up like silent sentinels in the night.</description>
    <description>Fantastic arches and pillars of ruddy sandstone, formed over centuries by the slow work of wind and water, loom silently on either side of the narrow track.  The passing wind sings eerily through the stone.</description>
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="463" />
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  <node id="465" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  Eastward the cliffs taper off and more of the night sky is visible.</description>
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the colorful bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The cliffs taper off to the east, and the savannah can be glimpsed beyond the badlands.</description>
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  <node id="466" name="Remcli Amarcen, Mosaic Bluffs">
    <description>Huge dark shadows loom ominously to the west, blocking out part of the nighttime sky.  Crickets chirp incessantly in a meandering cadence that rises and falls irregularly.</description>
    <description>Spectacular rock formations dominate the eroded bluffs looming to the west.  Vividly colored in stratified shades of tan, black, red, blue, and green, the steep cliffs and arches soar over the canyons like rainbows in the distance.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-40" z="0" />
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  <node id="467" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  Only the faintest glimmer of starlight reaches the floor of the canyon, making no noticeable impact on the gathered darkness.  The eroded stone of the bluffs takes on the appearance of a vast shattered city dreaming in shadow.</description>
    <description>The canyon twists unexpectedly through the bluffs in this stretch of the path, widening slightly here as it snakes its way through the maze of weather-sculpted stone.  Off to one side a cairn of carefully stacked rocks and pebbles has been constructed.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="464" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="468" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="469" />
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  <node id="468" name="Remcli Amarcen, Dead End">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The path bends sharply around a corner and reaches a dead end.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-60" z="0" />
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  <node id="469" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  All three paths from this ravine seem equally ominous in the faint starlight, with the surrounding rock formations looming over the canyon like petrified gargoyles.</description>
    <description>The ravine widens here and paths lead in three directions.  From this angle the surrounding geological formations look curiously like heads and faces engaged in an animated conversation.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-100" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="467" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="472" />
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  <node id="470" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Grey-barked desert ironwood trees shine with a faint silvery gleam in the starlight, clear white blossoms picking up and reflecting the milky hues until they glow like stained glass images.  Faint splashes disturb the mirror-like smoothness of the spring, sending light sparkling across the surface of the water.</description>
    <description>Several desert ironwood trees with smooth grey bark and glossy green leaves huddle around a small natural spring.  A rich, spicy fragrance emanates from white blossoms growing singly on elongated stems while some fallen flowers float serenely in the placid water of the spring.</description>
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  <node id="471" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>A colony of prairie dogs inhabits this broad valley between low bluffs.  Their quiet chittering sounds are interspersed with occasional sharp barks.</description>
    <description>A colony of prairie dogs inhabits this broad valley between low bluffs.  With quick darting movements, they take turns poking their golden brown heads out of their burrows and looking about with bright eyes.  Their chittering and barking oscillates in an intermittent rhythm.</description>
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  <node id="472" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  Near a stand of cottonwood trees the ground is alive with the movements of hundreds of red ants, tireless in their busy work.</description>
    <description>Obstinately clinging to life, a cluster of gnarled cottonwood trees line the bed of an all but vanished stream.  A passing breeze rustles their leaves, exposing their silvery undersides to gleam in the light.  Dozens of small mounds near the roots of the trees swarm with red ants, moving quickly and purposefully about the canyon walls and floor.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="469" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="473" />
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  <node id="473" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.</description>
    <description>Wind moans through the stark canyons and stone columns, the sound lonely and desolate.  Seemingly familiar sights, smells and sounds in this maze of canyons confound the senses with their disorganized patterns and could easily lead an inattentive wanderer astray.</description>
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="472" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="475" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="474" />
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  <node id="474" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The chasm narrows unexpectedly, with the high cliffs closing in on the canyon floor.  Only a small patch of the night sky is visible beyond the steep walls.</description>
    <description>The chasm twists and narrows unexpectedly, the high cliffs closing in on the canyon floor.  Only a small patch of sky is visible beyond the steep walls.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="473" />
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  <node id="475" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  A row of stunted trees is the likely source of the leaves that crunch underfoot.</description>
    <description>Gnarled trees line the path in a row here, the handiwork of a passing traveler or nature's plan unknown.  Five-pointed leaves are scattered amongst the rubble of fallen rocks, their fading color dusted with the blue silt of an eroding stratum on the cliff above.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-140" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="474" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="473" />
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  <node id="476" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The dark line of a ledge leads up the north wall of the canyon.</description>
    <description>A long precarious ledge angles sharply down the northern wall of the canyon, dwindling as it descends.  Small holes chipped in the unforgiving granite above the ledge are worn smooth from use.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-140" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="475" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb precarious ledge" destination="477" />
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  <node id="477" name="Remcli Amarcen, On the Ledge">
    <description>A narrow ledge ascending steeply from the canyon floor culminates at a dark vertical crevice that splits the thick granite wall.  Small smooth holes are carved into the face of the cliff above the ledge.</description>
    <description>A narrow ledge ascending steeply from the canyon floor culminates at a dark vertical crevice that splits the thick granite wall, its depth indeterminable without closer inspection.  Small smooth holes are carved into the face of the cliff above the ledge.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crevice" destination="478" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb precarious ledge" destination="476" />
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  <node id="478" name="Remcli Amarcen, Cavern">
    <description>A musty smell permeates this dark cavern.  Discarded rags lie along one wall, riddled with holes and infested with bugs.  The only way out is back through the crevice.</description>
    <description>It's pitch dark and you can't see a thing!</description>
    <description>A musty smell permeates this dark cavern.  Discarded rags lie along one wall, riddled with holes and infested with bugs.  Daylight is visible through a large vertical crevice in the granite.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crevice" destination="477" />
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  <node id="479" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  A light, flowery scent wafts from the vague outline of a wizened tree.</description>
    <description>A lone dogwood tree grows here, its white and red petals unexpectedly bright against the muted background of sand and silt at the bottom of the canyon.  A light, flowery scent wafts from the wizened tree.  Animal tracks mark the ground near the tree, evidence that these canyons are not as uninhabited as they appear.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="480" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="486" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="476" />
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  <node id="480" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  Upon closer scrutiny, a deeper gloom near the base of the cliff proves to be simply a large boulder.  A steep crumbling cliff rises to the east.</description>
    <description>A large misshapen boulder lies near the canyon wall, its shadow a cool resting spot for the lizards that can occasionally be spotted bobbing their heads up and down.  Near the rock, a small group of cacti thrive in the dry canyon bed.  A steep crumbling cliff rises to the east.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="481" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="485" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="479" />
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  <node id="481" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  To the northeast rises a steep crumbling cliff.</description>
    <description>To the northeast, thick reddish dust floats down from a crumbling cliff, covering everything from the muted vegetation to the sloping mass of rock debris on the canyon floor.  A small hole choked with the ochre dirt is barely visible in the ground, the abandoned den of some small animal.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-60" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="480" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="rt climb crumbling cliff" destination="482" />
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  <node id="482" name="Remcli Amarcen, On the Cliff">
    <description>The crumbling rock on the face of this steep cliff is extremely unstable.  Clinging precariously in the dark, your slightest movement causes small avalanches of rocks and soil to go careening down the bluff.</description>
    <description>The crumbling rock on the face of this steep cliff is extremely unstable.  Clinging precariously, your slightest movement causes small avalanches of rocks and soil to go careening down the bluff.</description>
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    <arc exit="none" move="script autoclimbdown" destination="481" />
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  <node id="483" name="Remcli Amarcen, Atop the Mesa">
    <description>Atop this wide mesa the shapes of some of the most prominent geological formations to the north and west are visible even in the dark.  With overhanging cliffs around most of the plateau, the only way down is an unstable, crumbling cliff on the south side.</description>
    <description>The top of this mesa is broad and flat, offering spectacular views of the varied rock formations and surrounding savannah.  With overhanging cliffs around most of the plateau, the only way down is an unstable, crumbling cliff on the south side.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-100" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="climb" move="script autoclimbdown" destination="482" />
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  <node id="484" name="Remcli Amarcen, Atop the Mesa">
    <description>From this lofty summit, shadows darker than the night loom in fantastic shapes to the north and west.  The mesa slopes slightly downward to the west.</description>
    <description>From this lofty summit, the maze of canyons and striated cliffs to the north and west spreads out in a colorful panorama.  The overhanging cliffs effectively prevent descent from this side of the mesa, which slopes slightly downward to the west.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="483" />
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  <node id="485" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.</description>
    <description>The crumbling canyon walls are bolstered in places by twisted and dwarfed trees that cling tenaciously to the nearly vertical surfaces.  Tiny birds flutter in and out of a small hole near one tree, the avian family choosing to make their home in solid rock rather than in the tortured vegetation.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-40" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="481" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="488" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="487" />
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  <node id="486" name="Remcli Amarcen, Dead End">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The path bends sharply around a corner and reaches a dead end.</description>
    <description>Convoluted limbs shaped like skeletal arms extend into the narrowing canyon, grasping at passersby.  The path twists and turns until it reaches a dead end.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="-60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="479" />
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  <node id="487" name="Remcli Amarcen, Dead End">
    <description>Canyons twist and turn through the shadowy bluffs and peaks, creating a disorienting sense of deja vu.  The path bends sharply around a corner and reaches a dead end.</description>
    <description>Convoluted limbs shaped like skeletal arms extend into the narrowing canyon, grasping at passersby.  The path twists and turns until it reaches a dead end.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="485" />
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  <node id="488" name="Remcli Amarcen, Mosaic Bluffs">
    <description>Huge dark shadows loom ominously to the north, blocking out part of the nighttime sky.  Nearby, small patches of rock nettle and purple star thistle rustle in the breeze.</description>
    <description>Named for their vividly colored layers of soil and minerals, the heavily eroded Mosaic Bluffs loom to the north.  From the muted hues of dun sandstone and dark charcoal to brighter strata of red, blue, and green,  the steep cliffs form a harmonious chiaroscuro of light and dark.  Scattered patches of rock nettle and purple star thistle quiver with each breezy gust of wind.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="485" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="489" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb steep trail" destination="26" />
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  <node id="489" name="Remcli Amarcen, Canyon Floor">
    <description>A precipitous escarpment rises directly off the canyon floor and up into the night sky.  A collection of dirt and rubble lies at the bottom of the cliff.</description>
    <description>A precipitous escarpment rises directly off the canyon floor and up into the sky, tapering into a crooked spire high above.  A collection of dirt and rubble lies at the bottom of the cliff.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="488" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb precipitous escarpment" destination="490" />
  </node>
  <node id="490" name="Remcli Amarcen, On the Escarpment">
    <description>There is no obvious route to follow in climbing up and down the escarpment.  Explorers must move back and forth, finding precarious handholds wherever they can.</description>
    <description>In the dark it is exceptionally dangerous to attempt to climb this escarpment, as it is almost impossible to find handholds.</description>
    <position x="-100" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script autoclimbup" destination="491" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script autoclimbdown" destination="489" />
  </node>
  <node id="491" name="Remcli Amarcen, Atop the Escarpment">
    <description>The escarpment narrows into a rocky slope leading to a crooked spire that thrusts eerily toward the sky.  A singular collection of stones at the base of a stunted tree looks deliberate and purposeful in an otherwise disorganized landscape of broken rocks and rubble.</description>
    <description>The escarpment narrows into a rocky slope leading to a crooked spire that thrusts eerily toward the night sky.  A stunted oak tree grows amidst the broken rocks and rubble.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="0" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb rocky slope" destination="492" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb precipitous escarpment" destination="490" />
  </node>
  <node id="492" name="Remcli Amarcen, Base of the Spire">
    <description>The rocky slope of the escarpment ends at an immense spire towering asymmetrically overhead.  At the base of the spire, some old bones document the untimely demise of unfortunate climbers.</description>
    <description>The rocky slope of the escarpment ends at an immense spire blocking out an irregular swatch of the nighttime sky.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-20" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb crooked spire" destination="493" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb rocky slope" destination="491" />
  </node>
  <node id="493" name="Remcli Amarcen, On the Spire">
    <description>The spire twists and turns perversely, while the incessant wind makes the laborious climb even more formidable.</description>
    <description>The spire twists and turns perversely, while the darkness and the incessant wind make the laborious climb even more formidable.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script autoclimbup" destination="494" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script autoclimbdown" destination="492" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb up" />
  </node>
  <node id="494" name="Remcli Amarcen, Atop the Spire">
    <description>Towering over the surrounding bluffs and grasslands, this windswept spire provides a breathtaking view for any adventurers brave and agile enough to surmount it.</description>
    <description>Towering over the surrounding bluffs and grasslands, this windswept spire is the highest point around for many miles.</description>
    <position x="-140" y="-60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="script autoclimbdown" destination="493" />
  </node>
  <node id="495" name="Waystation, Ylono's Repairs" note="Waystation|Ylono's Repairs|Repair" color="#00FF00">
    <description>Feeble light from an ancient lantern does little to lessen the shadows filling the corners of the repair shop.  Ylono huddles behind a rickety wooden table covered with scraps of leather used for his repairs.  A smoke-stained banner hung from the rafters proudly proclaims, "Best Repairs in Elanthia!"</description>
    <position x="-630" y="-320" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="71" />
  </node>
  <node id="496" name="Abyssal Seed, Monks' Quarters">
    <description>Ten cedar-framed cots line the walls of this moderate-sized room.  A simple woven-reed prayer rug mediates the harsh stone floor in the center of the room.</description>
    <position x="220" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pine door" destination="356" />
  </node>
  <node id="497" name="Mountain Road">
    <description>The great round bulk of the Fortress of Chyolvea Tayeu'a squats atop the mountain peak.  Its smooth black surface is stained by weather, but not scarred by wear or war.  The great almhara doors, almost large enough to admit a Dragon, stand open just wide enough to pass through, splitting their inlaid silver eye-in-triskele symbol down the center.</description>
    <position x="180" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="498" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go almhara doors" destination="500" />
    <arc exit="none" move="script dragonspine" destination="161" />
  </node>
  <node id="498" name="Mountain Road">
    <description>The road jinks around a tight switchback that siege engines and battering rams would find very troublesome.  It also offers an incomparable panoramic view of the valley below Chyolvea Tayeu'a.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="497" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="499" />
  </node>
  <node id="499" name="Mountain Road, Dead End">
    <description>The road's progress down the mountain is abruptly halted by a yawning chasm.  Ancient war machines, long ago foiled by the avalanche that destroyed the road, lie rusting and forsaken on the other side of the gap.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-800" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="498" />
  </node>
  <node id="500" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Duty">
    <description>A narrow shaft of sunlight blazes through the narrow opening between a pair of massive almhara doors.  It pierces the gloom of this wide, curving hall, illuminating the closely set polished black stones of the floor.</description>
    <description>Pale starlight is visible through a narrow opening between the massive almhara doors that once served as the main entrance to the fortress.  Torchlight flickers farther down the hall and reflects off the highly polished stones of the wall and floor.</description>
    <position x="200" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="501" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="497" />
  </node>
  <node id="501" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Duty">
    <description>A few flickering torches in their sconces provide plenty of ambience, but barely enough light to see by.  However, they nicely highlight the silver eye-in-triskele insignia inlaid in the unusually wide stone door set in the southwestern wall.</description>
    <position x="200" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="500" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="502" />
  </node>
  <node id="502" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Duty">
    <description>Cheery bright light pours into the hall through the open doors of the chapel.  It glints off the polished stones of the floor, set at slight angles so that they cleverly form a subtle mosaic of the face of Meraud.</description>
    <position x="180" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="501" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="503" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go chapel" destination="528" />
  </node>
  <node id="503" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Duty">
    <description>The great hallway widens and rises slightly as it curves gracefully toward the center of the citadel.  The almhara walls are hung with the banners of lesser cities and minor nobility.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="502" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="505" />
    <arc exit="go" move="open stone door;go stone door" destination="504" />
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  <node id="504" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Artificer's Workroom" note="Artificer's Workroom|Magic|Zharlest" color="#FF0000">
    <description>A single oil lamp burns low in this untidy workroom.  Odd shapes loom in dark corners, and bits of twisted copper and glass are strewn across the scarred oaken countertop.  Zharlest, the aged and dozing S'Kra proprietor, seems to take no notice of the mess nor of his potential customers.</description>
    <position x="170" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go stone door" destination="503" />
  </node>
  <node id="505" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Chamber of All">
    <description>The heart of the Citadel, the Chamber of All is an immense circular courtyard surrounded by the stone walls of the three Halls.  White gravel and red brick walkways surround an open-air amphitheater, providing a place to relax away from the gloomy black hallways.  A steep stone staircase leads up to a private balcony which is lined with the standards and banners of countless nations, most long fallen to dust.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="513" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="503" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="506" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="514" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go amphitheater" destination="532" />
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  <node id="506" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Power" note="Hall of Power">
    <description>Light from the Chamber of All slightly illuminates this portion of the hallway, reflecting off a silver plaque set above the entrance to the Warrior Mage Guildhall.  A small lizard pokes its head out from a crack between two stones, watching what transpires.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="505" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="507" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go entrance" destination="533" />
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  <node id="507" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Power">
    <description>The curving stone hallway is shrouded in muffled darkness, broken only by a faint light to the west.  Torch sconces line the almhara walls, waiting to be lit.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="506" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="510" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak door" destination="508" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go guild barracks" destination="509" />
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  <node id="508" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Office">
    <description>Though the main features of the office are a simple and functional ebonwood desk and chair, the beige carpet, light deobar paneling, and numerous lanterns give the room a sense of luxury in contrast to the rest of the fortress.  A small stone fireplace set in the wall opposite the desk keeps the room comfortably warm.</description>
    <position x="110" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak door" destination="507" />
  </node>
  <node id="509" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Barracks">
    <description>The barracks hall is filled with row upon row of empty cots, each one with a little chest at the end for storing personal items.  A few mages have set their familiars to guard their belongings.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-890" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go hall" destination="507" />
  </node>
  <node id="510" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Power">
    <description>Light coming through the open infirmary door barely illuminates the hallway, casting the well of the curving stone staircase into deep shadow.  The silver inlay of an almhara plaque above the door catches the light, shining in defiance of the gloom.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="507" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="512" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go infirmary" destination="511" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb stone staircase" destination="536" />
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  <node id="511" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Infirmary" note="Infirmary|Healer|Elys" color="#00BF80">
    <description>Every inch of black stone in the infirmary has been covered in pearlescent white tile.  A score of torches blaze brightly from sconces set about the walls, filling the room with a cheery light.  Though busy tending the myriad wounds of the residents of the citadel, Healer Elys takes time to acknowledge your presence with a polite nod.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-890" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="510" />
  </node>
  <node id="512" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Power">
    <description>Torchlight plays across an intricate spiderweb near the ceiling.  The web echoes the shape of a series of cracks which radiate out from a central point in the hall floor, as if something heavy had been dropped on it from a great height.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="510" />
  </node>
  <node id="513" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Death">
    <description>Guards walk the hallways with hands on the hilts of their weapons, their eyes casting suspicious glances in every direction.  Their gazes occasionally drift to a large eye-in-triskele symbol etched upon the wall opposite a narrow corridor, but never dwell on it.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-960" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="505" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go mess hall" destination="516" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go narrow corridor" destination="523" />
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  <node id="514" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Winding Staircase">
    <description>Made from thirty-six slabs of almhara, the staircase forms a tight spiral that leads to a balcony overhead.  Some of the slabs are badly cracked and canted at odd angles.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="515" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="505" />
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  <node id="515" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Guildmaster's Balcony">
    <description>The balcony features the graceful winged buttresses and angelic friezes of Celestial Elven architecture, in contrast to the ponderous darkness of the rest of the fortress.  It overlooks the amphitheater, allowing whoever stands here to overhear what is said.  Five of the world's most priceless artifacts and works of art are set about the balcony, each on an individual stone pedestal.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="514" />
  </node>
  <node id="516" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Mess Hall" note="Mess Hall" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Rows of tables and benches are arranged to seat hundreds.  Designed to feed them all with speed and efficiency, the kitchen, run by a stern Halfling, is larger than the public rooms of many inns.  Warm air from the ovens issues from a vent in the wall near the floor, barely adequate to heat the large room.</description>
    <position x="150" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="513" />
  </node>
  <node id="517" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Death">
    <description>The black almhara stone hallway curves slightly here, leading off into shrouded darkness. Patches of glowing moss are growing on the northern wall, barely providing enough light to see by.  A black onyx archway, a deeper shadow against the black wall, leads to the fortress's credit union.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="513" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="518" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go onyx archway" destination="520" />
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  <node id="518" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Death">
    <description>Pale light filters into the gloomy hall from below a narrow door on the eastern wall.  A large black rat sits across from the door, its beady eyes reflecting the light into twin pinpoints of fire.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-1000" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="517" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="519" />
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  <node id="519" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Hall of Death">
    <description>The Hall of Death ends here, the curving almhara hallway stopping abruptly at a blank wall.  A small crack in the ceiling has allowed rainwater to drip through, collecting into a small pool of clear water, which is glowing softly.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-1020" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="518" />
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  <node id="520" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Credit Union" note="Credit Union|Bank|coin collector" color="#00FF00">
    <description>The credit union is furnished in expensive silk rugs and imported Elven tapestries.  Smokeless white candles ring the chamber, looking nice but providing very little light.  A S'kra guard dips some throwing darts in poison vials, keeping one eye on his task and one eye on the people in the lobby.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-1000" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="521" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="522" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go onyx archway" destination="517" />
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  <node id="521" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Exchange" note="Exchange" color="#00FF00">
    <description>The currency exchange is little more than a blank stone room with a large counter and a steel-barred window.  An Elf with bloodshot eyes minds the counter, yawning occasionally.</description>
    <position x="180" y="-1020" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="520" />
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  <node id="522" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Teller" note="Teller" color="#00FF00">
    <description>A marble counter holds a row of teller windows which are all closed save one.  This window is manned by a frazzled Elothean girl who looks ready to rip the head off of the next person to bother her.  Customers in the long line grumble to each other about the lack of service.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-1020" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="520" />
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  <node id="523" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Security Checkpoint" note="Vykathi">
    <description>A stony-faced sentry stands at attention besides a silvery arch with the word Setheral inscribed above it.  Torches blaze brightly from sconces set in the walls.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-960" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go arch" destination="746" />
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  <node id="524" name="Marachek's Oak, Trader Outpost" note="Trader Outpost|commerce minister|shipment clerk" color="#00FF00">
    <description>Boxes, crates, sacks, packages and baskets float effortlessly in and out of the room.  Only upon disposal are their small, sturdy, efficient Halfling porters revealed, slightly winded but grinning broadly.  The room itself is a transit point for the rapid purchase and sale of bulk goods by Guild members.  A coolly efficient Halfling trade minister expedites member transactions with a wave of his quill pen and a click of his abacus mind, charting all fees owed, all monies paid.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="-760" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="139" />
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  <node id="525" name="Fayrin's Rest, Trader Pit">
    <description>On this sunken, earth-packed floor, shouting Halfling clerks scramble and collide, waving freshly inked receipts before throwing them down on the pine desk.  They cater to the demands of merchants staring at the boards like frenzied spectators at a bear baiting.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="524" />
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  <node id="526" name="Marachek's Oak, Trader Caravan Stables" note="Caravan Stables" color="#00FF00">
    <description>In this large, pleasantly airy room, industrious Halflings muck out straw-lined stables, fill water troughs and towel down sturdy pack animals around the clock.  Their overseer glances in occasionally to make certain everything is going along nicely, then pops out for his nonstop cardgame of tableen down at Marachek's Oak.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="767" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="139" />
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  <node id="527" name="Marachek's Oak, Secluded Booth">
    <description>This corner of the Feasterie lies behind a towering shank of barbequed boar meat.  Not surprisingly, it is the only spot in the place out of the glare of bright lights, gleaming Halfling smiles and endless offers of service.  It is even possible to carry on a quiet conversation here, accompanied only by the sizzle of steaming food and the subdued hum of pearlflies on the windowsill.</description>
    <position x="-320" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="143" />
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  <node id="528" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Chapel of a Hundred Faiths">
    <description>Thousands of votive candles illuminate nearly a hundred portraits, icons, and statuettes of various gods and saints, ranging from the familiar Immortals and their aspects to the completely unrecognizable.  About a third of the images are insectoid in nature.</description>
    <position x="190" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="502" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dark hole" destination="529" />
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  <node id="529" name="Tunnel">
    <description>This sloping tunnel is just high and wide enough for a Kaldar to walk through comfortably.  The upper end terminates in a jagged hole covered at the other side by a dark silk tapestry.  A few long-burning candles with a strong vanilla aroma struggle to overpower the foul odor wafting up from below.</description>
    <position x="200" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="530" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go silk tapestry" destination="528" />
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  <node id="530" name="Tunnel">
    <description>The surfaces of the tunnel are smooth and glassy as if covered in ice, yet the air is warm and damp.  Although the floor is a little slick, a cautious traveler can easily make his way up or down the gentle slope.  A strong stench permeates the air, particularly near the lower end of the passage.</description>
    <position x="210" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="529" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="531" />
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  <node id="531" name="Reeking Pit" color="#FFBF00">
    <description>Corpses of all shapes and sizes are stacked like cordwood in this sunless stone vault.  The staggering odor, not the stench of rotting flesh that one would expect, seems to be coming from a sticky acidic residue covering everything.  Dog-sized insects move about the cave, spraying more of the substance about and keeping the inventory in order.</description>
    <position x="230" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="530" />
  </node>
  <node id="532" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Amphitheater">
    <description>The lush green grass floor of the amphitheater, slightly tiered to provide adequate seating, slopes gently down to the center.  There, like the pupil of an eye, a massive orator's stone rests.  The sloping ground creates natural acoustics that allow a speaker to be heard by all in the chamber.</description>
    <position x="150" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="505" />
  </node>
  <node id="533" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Warrior Mage Guild" note="GL Warrior Mage|Augrym" color="#FF8000">
    <description>A large Guild crest is hung upon the northeastern wall, opposite a black ironwood door which leads to the Guild library.  Resting near the Guildmaster, a small stand bears the guild register, Augrym's spellbook and an oil lamp.</description>
    <position x="130" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="534" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="506" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ironwood door" destination="535" />
  </node>
  <node id="534" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Workroom">
    <description>The Guild workroom is a jumble of equipment and ingredients that range from the boring mundane to complicated contraptions of glass and metal.  An area has been cleared in the center of the room for magical experiments, and the faint powder residue of a spell-circle can be seen surrounding the area.  One of the ever-present eye-in-triskele symbols has been inlaid on the ceiling of the workroom.</description>
    <position x="130" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="533" />
  </node>
  <node id="535" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Library" note="Library">
    <description>The walls of the library are hung with silk tapestries depicting figures and events from Elanthian history.  A large ebonwood bookcase rests against the northern wall, filled with moldering books and brittle, yellowed scrolls.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ironwood door" destination="533" />
  </node>
  <node id="536" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Stone Tower">
    <description>The ancient tower is formed of the same inky black almhara stone as the rest of the fortress.  A circular stone staircase winds upwards to a crystal observation dome, and down to the main halls of the citadel.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="510" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb stone staircase" destination="537" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="538" />
  </node>
  <node id="537" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Observation Dome">
    <description>The smoothly curved crystal dome arcs high overhead.  While it was intended for use in studying the heavens, the clear dome also provides a breathtaking view of the mountains and valleys surrounding Chyolvea Tayeu'a.  A black almhara staircase leads downward to the main halls of the fortress.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="536" />
  </node>
  <node id="538" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Rooftop">
    <description>The tiles of the roof are formed of a polished, inky black stone that resonates with magical energy.  The fortress spreads out below like a coin stamped with a triskele seal, although the view is partially obstructed by the crystal-domed observatory tower.  The open area known as the Chamber of All, in the center of the citadel, resembles a glaring eye.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go observatory door" destination="536" />
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  <node id="539" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" note="Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Wagons clatter over reddish granite cobblestones as traders go about their business.  A low stone well stands in a grassy circle at the center of the intersection, surrounded by wooden homes with brightly painted shutters.  A shy young maid peers down from a nearby balcony, but ducks quickly back out of sight with a flutter of skirts.</description>
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  <node id="540" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Shady deobar trees line the road, spreading their limbs like a canopy over travelers.  A tantalizing aroma of onions baking slowly with a joint of beef wafts from a nearby home.  Outside another home, a child's wooden practice sword clamped in a vise awaits the finishing touches from the woodworker.</description>
    <position x="-730" y="-530" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="539" />
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  <node id="541" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Fragrant roses twine along a white lattice arch over the entrance to a nearby home, the deep red blossoms contrasting with the dark green paint on the door and shutters.  A rain barrel sits beside the door, arranged to catch the water which rolls off the home's roof tiles.</description>
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    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="540" />
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  <node id="542" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A low stone wall runs beside the road, the stark outline softened by scattered clumps of moss which cling to the mortar.  A gutter runs beneath it, allowing rainwater to drain away instead of forming pools in the street.</description>
    <position x="-710" y="-540" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="541" />
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  <node id="543" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The wind catches at a loose shutter, sending it banging against the house.  The once-vivid red paint has faded to a soft rose over the years, a distinct contrast to the well-kept appearance of the surrounding homes.  A splash of the original scarlet paint is revealed where the knocker has been removed from the door.  Evidently that particular house has been vacant for some time.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="542" />
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  <node id="544" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Vivid yellow shalyria blossoms twine along a brick chimney, the fragrant flowers filling the air with a sweet scent to delight the senses.  A housewife has planted an herb garden beside her door, surrounded by a lattice fence to keep away the local dogs.  Lavender, fennel, thyme, marjoram... these are but a few of the culinary herbs which grow in the neatly tended beds.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="543" />
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  <node id="545" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The sandy square is empty now, occupied only by the lobsided wooden pells used to teach children their beginning lessons in swordwork.  During the day, the yard bustles with activity, but at night all is quiet and serene.</description>
    <description>Children practice sword work, swinging at wooden pells in a sandy square under the watchful eye of a retired mercenary.  The woman's missing leg makes her unable to sustain an offensive rush, yet her graceful movements and quick reflexes combined with her patient explanations make her a perfect teacher of the young.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-530" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="544" />
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  <node id="546" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A pear tree stands within a nearby brick-walled garden, the branches reaching out toward the street.  Wooden crates lie beneath the tree, half-filled with the year's bounty.  These crates will soon find their way to the root cellar to become pies or preserves under the skilled hands of the housewife.</description>
    <position x="-690" y="-520" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="545" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="547" />
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  <node id="547" name="Steelclaw Clan, Jegu Kai'avren" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A child's doll lies discarded in a gutter by the side of the road, the rag-stuffed body soaked with water, and one button eye broken in half.  A trickle of water flows through the ditch, swirling around one sodden leg before running off into the distance.</description>
    <position x="-710" y="-520" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="546" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="539" />
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  <node id="548" name="Steelclaw Clan, Trader Outpost" note="Trader Outpost|commerce minister|shipment clerk" color="#00FF00">
    <description>A master trader sips tea and chats with the shipping clerk, keeping a watchful eye on her apprentices as they bustle about the tiled floors of the outpost loading trade goods upon her caravan.  Both women ignore the loud voice of a local blacksmith as he argues with the commerce minister over the price of iron ore.  The minister listens calmly, then raises the price on the ore by fifty dokoras, seemingly oblivious to the smith's outraged bellow of protest.</description>
    <position x="-770" y="-500" z="0" />
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  <node id="549" name="Steelclaw Clan, Stable" note="Stable|Krison" color="#00FF00">
    <description>Thick walls of mortared fieldstone dance with wavering light from tin-backed lanterns perched at intervals along the walls.  A thick bed of fresh straw insulates the cool stone of the floor and muffles the footfalls of both rider and beast.</description>
    <position x="-720" y="-620" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go stable door" destination="101" />
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  <node id="550" name="Steelclaw Clan, Stable">
    <description>Rough wood-sided stalls stand side by side like attentive soldiers, their edges chewed to uneven scallops by previous boarders.  Assorted pieces of worn or broken tack hang on hooks about the walls awaiting the skilled hand of the leather worker to give them new life.</description>
    <position x="-700" y="-620" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go oak doors" destination="553" />
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  <node id="551" name="Steelclaw Clan, Granary" note="Granary">
    <description>Bins of weathered grey wood line the walls, their contents protected by solid lids fastened with stout iron locks.  Trickles of grain trail from worn and chewed corners, betraying the persistent assault upon their contents by resident mice and rats.</description>
    <position x="-700" y="-640" z="0" />
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  <node id="552" name="Steelclaw Clan, Quintan's Leather" note="Quintan's Leather|Tack" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The smell of buffed leather hangs thick in the air, mingling with the mixed aromas of the stable.  Tools of all shapes and sizes hang on nails and hooks on the walls in this makeshift workspace, while bits of leather and rope cover the floor.  The mess builds up around a horse-shaped armor stand that sits against one wall, bearing the weight of several scarred pieces.</description>
    <position x="-700" y="-600" z="0" />
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  <node id="553" name="Steelclaw Clan, Training Yard" note="Training Yard">
    <description>Shrouded in shadow, the training yard looms with unseen obstacles.  Faint detail appears if one looks closely.</description>
    <position x="-680" y="-620" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go oak doors" destination="550" />
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  <node id="554" name="Motte Forge, Supplies" note="Motte Forge|Forging Supplies" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Blasting hellish heat followed by the ringing of anvils greets adventurers bold enough to enter the shack.  The air hangs heavy with the acrid scent of burning coal and melting steel.  A sweating Dwarven attendant leans against the far wall, next to a leather flap leading to the business end of the structure.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-680" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="106" />
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  <node id="555" name="Crystal Shore, Sparkling Sands" note="Crystal Shore" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The quiet lakeside retreat is sheltered from the trade road by a small grove of copperleaf trees.  Softly glowing gaethzen orbs edge the wide gravel path, reflected as ghostly apparitions in the gloomy waters.  The city of Shard blazes on the southern horizon, bursting with activity throughout the night.</description>
    <description>The quiet lakeside retreat is sheltered from the bustle of the trade road by a small grove of copperleaf trees.  Crystal-white sands extend from the placid lake to the edge of the wide gravel path, their radiance barely outdone by the distant walls of Shard towering over the heart of the lake.  Softly glowing gaethzen orbs dangle from the nearby branches, reflected like miniature suns in the rippling waters.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go gravel pathway" destination="57" />
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    <description>Gaethzen orbs illuminate the gravel path, their light glittering off the nearby sand.  Dim reflections of each orb float over the dark, calm waters.  A pair of marble benches rests along the gravel path in a position to look out over the lake.</description>
    <description>Crystalline grains glitter in the daylight, a prismatic display of colors stretching from the gravel path to the shore.  Calm, blue waters fill the lake, with tiny ripples lapping softly at the sandy edge.  A pair of marble benches underneath some dangling gaethzen orbs rests alongside the gravel path in a position to look out over the lake.</description>
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  <node id="557" name="Crystal Shore, Sparkling Sands" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Radiant gaethzen orbs halo a statue of Ferdahl Kukalakai, positioned in the center of a cluster of lakeside villas so she can continue her eternal vigil over all of Ilithi.  The light casts a shadowed silhouette that stretches over the trees and lake, as if she was reaching for her lost home.</description>
    <description>Close to the path stands a lifesculpted statue of Ferdahl Kukalakai haloed by a ring of gaethzen orbs hovering from copperleaf tree branches.  She watches eternally over the tranquil waters of her city, a force for peace in death as she was in life.  The surrounding villas nestle in the iridescent sand along the lake as if taking comfort in her serene presence.</description>
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    <description>The path cuts particularly close to the water as it traverses a grassy rise.  A large willow tree growing from the hill leans out over the lake.  The faint lighting from the gaethzen orbs causes the tree's slender branches to form tendrils of shadows that ooze across the lake's mirrored surface.</description>
    <description>A grass-covered rise on the shore supports a large willow tree that leans out over the waters.  Many years of erosion have taken their toll on the roots, but the drooping branches still manage to extend over the path as it cuts by the lake shore.  Small gaethzen orbs dangle between the rustling leaves like will-o'-the-wisps caught in a spider's web.</description>
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  <node id="559" name="Crystal Shore, Sparkling Sands" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Bright gaethzen orbs light the shore path, though the illumination ends before reaching a shadow-cloaked pier extending over the waters.  Carefully shielded by the surrounding foliage, a dim clearing contains a silverwood telescope mounted on a marble pedestal.  Nearby, the villas and their residents enjoy a grand view of the nightscape beyond the lake.</description>
    <description>The wide gravel path curves along the shore to end at a white crystalline pier that extends over the waters.  Smooth gaethzen orbs encircle a small clearing centered around a silverwood telescope mounted on a marble pedestal.  Nearby, the villas and their residents enjoy a grand view of the beach, lake and cityscape beyond.</description>
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  <node id="560" name="Catherine's Court, Cloisters">
    <description>The ambient evening light seems to rain down a blooming waterfall of pale starflowers that grow on the walls of the house.  Light dances across the grassy garden from oil lanterns set along a stone balustrade, illuminating ornate stone benches set beneath arched trellises of twisted grapevines.</description>
    <description>The tall limestone and half-timbered walls of the house enclose three sides of the grassy cloister, while a stone balustrade twined with ivy borders the northern side.  Grotesque faces carved into the wooden corbels supporting the second story peer down amid the closed white starflowers creeping up the walls.  Stone benches inset with lead friezes sit below arched trellises of twisted grapevines.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go carved door" destination="245" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go glass doors" destination="241" />
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  <node id="561" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions" note="Kirm Morzindu">
    <description>Tall pillars of dark granite and light sandstone support the ceiling of the grand lobby of the arena.  Up a gentle incline to either side are the entrances to the east observation deck and the west observation deck, while ahead, directly between them, is a large steel archway.  The crowd divides, with spectators moving up to the east or west deck, while the contestants head through the archway.</description>
    <position x="-860" y="-320" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go large archway" destination="592" />
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  <node id="562" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
    <description>The East Wing of the Hall of Champions stretches off into the distance.  On the sandstone blocks of the outer wall, a marble half-column bears a gleaming brass lantern that lights the passageway.  Across from it, on the inner wall, royal blue bunting with floral embroidery is draped above the entrances to the observation boxes.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go oak door" destination="575" />
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  <node id="563" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
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  <node id="564" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
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  <node id="565" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
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  <node id="567" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="568" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="569" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="570" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="571" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="572" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="573" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="574" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="575" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
    <description>Walled on three sides and covered from the weather, the box commands an unobstructed view of the arena sands below.  Two banked stone benches extend from side to side to seat visitors.  Chiseled into the stone on the lintel are the words The Riverhaven Room.</description>
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  <node id="576" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="578" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
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  <node id="580" name="Kirm Morzindu, Hall Of Champions">
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  <node id="582" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="590" name="Kirm Morzindu, Observation Box">
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  <node id="632" name="Derbycrop's Farmlands, Burned Fields">
    <description>Stacks of metal buckets line the bank of the creek, many of them heavily rusted from being exposed to the harsh elements for an extended period.  A wooden sign has been staked into the ground near an abandoned farmhouse.  Vandals have broken the windows of the structure and knocked the door from its hinges.  A natural bridge of steppingstones reaches across the swiftly moving water to the blackened banks of the western side, and a rickety temporary bridge crosses to the south.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="633" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go abandoned farmhouse" destination="634" />
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  <node id="633" name="Derbycrop's Farmlands, Burned Fields">
    <description>A natural bridge of large steppingstones links one bank to the other across a wide, swiftly moving creek to the east.  Though the ground is devoid of life on this side, the stream was enough to halt the advance of the fire.  All that remain of the efforts to save the farm are rusted metal pails, abandoned as the inferno forced those fighting the blaze to surrender their hold on this side of the stream.</description>
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="631" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="630" />
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  <node id="634" name="Derbycrop's Farmhouse, Living Area">
    <description>Abandoned trinkets and other family relics still sit upon their shelves, untouched by the chaos outside except for the thick coating of dust and smoke stains.  Children's toys and clothes hanging in a closet can be seen in a nearby, doorless room, and the kitchen's furnishings lie in another room on the opposite side of the living area.  A bedroll rests in one corner and shows signs of recent use while a spinning wheel sits in front of a heavy oak mantelpiece in another.</description>
    <position x="-466" y="-350" z="0" />
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  <node id="635" name="Eastern Fields, Roadway">
    <description>Open fields of golden grains stretch out into the distance on either side of the narrow road.  Seldom are the hearty stalks stationary, as even the slightest of breezes causes them to ripple in vast waves.  Vibrant, contrasting colors dot the fields as wildflowers and other colorful foliage stake their claim to the now-untended fields.  The smell and feel of moisture is heavy in the air.</description>
    <position x="-523" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="619" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gateway" destination="224" />
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  <node id="636" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" note="Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Thick as molasses, a wide fringe of shadowy grass naturally creates privacy for the rustic neighborhood.  Large homesteads encircle the main dirt road, each structure separated by bountiful tracts of land and plenty of fresh open air.  The darkness of night emphasizes every crisp sound from the wild beyond the houses.</description>
    <description>Thick and dense, a wide fringe of golden brown grass naturally creates privacy for the rustic neighborhood.  Large homesteads encircle the main dirt road, each structure separated by bountiful tracts of land and plenty of fresh open air.  Undertones of pleasant conversation waft from an open window nearby, along with the enticing aroma of a hearty home-cooked meal.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="637" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="642" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="639" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="38" />
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  <node id="637" name="Sunbeam Circle, Campfire" note="Sunbeam Circle|Campfire">
    <description>Glowing embers inside the communal hearth fight the blackness, managing to persevere through the night.  Chilly breezes kick up the ash surrounding the fire pit's bricks and send the flakes skyward like backwards snow.  Candlelight flickers inside the nearby houses to match the stars above, at least in spirit.</description>
    <description>Wisps of smoke rise from the embers of the communal hearth in the center of the small neighborhood.  Ash mixes with dirt around the fire pit's bricks and clings to passersby like fond memories.  Children from the nearby homes occasionally test their mettle against the rising flames, at least until parental reprimands end their mischievous games.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="180" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="641" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="642" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="636" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="639" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="638" />
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  <node id="638" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Stray bits of hay carpet the dirt pathway, looking like tendrils of aether against a void of blackness.  A host of nighttime sounds drifts through the neighborhood, the typical people noises replaced by the nocturnal animal songs and insect rhythms.  The darkness offers a respite for the farmers and their kin, who will wake up to continue the daily grind at the first hint of dawn.</description>
    <description>Stray bits of hay carpet the dirt pathway to mask the muddy patches and fill in the furrows from carts and horseshoes.  A host of busy sounds drifts through the neighborhood as if carried on the backs of the many insects floating from tree to tree.  There is never a dull moment for the farmers and their kin with the abundance of work required to maintain a comfortable living.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="160" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="637" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="639" />
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  <node id="639" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Dark grasses border the path, nearly indistinguishable from the dirt.  A few tree stumps among the wavy stalks serve as perfect seats for neighbors to relax and watch the theater of stars.  Night brings calm to the circle, though the flora still sways in a restless dance upon the breeze.</description>
    <description>Golden grasses border the dirt path, with some stalks managing to survive the trampling of hooves and feet.  Neighbors move around the area at a relaxed pace to ensure the day is enjoyed to its fullest.  A few tree stumps, relieved of their burdensome trunks, stick out like sore thumbs from the wavy wash of sun-bleached flora.</description>
    <position x="-300" y="180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="638" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="637" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="636" />
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  <node id="640" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Waves of tall grass shudder like kite strings dangling from the night sky.  Barn owls hoot in the distance, and it's not hard to imagine rodents cowering at the warning.  Though normally a focal point of activity during the day, the community well stands unbothered at the edge of the dirt path.</description>
    <description>Pollen gilds the tall grass like gold leaf, brightened even more by the effervescent daylight.  Friendly dogs whip up and down the dirt path, frolicking between houses and letting children chase their tails.  Shallow, muddy puddles surround the community well as a result of repeated usage and leaky buckets.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="641" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="637" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="638" />
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  <node id="641" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Blue cornflowers appear as tiny soldiers infiltrating the confines of one resident's modest garden.  Visible in the lamplight from a nearby homestead, chalk dust outlines a rudimentary hopscotch course for use by the neighborhood's children when boredom strikes.  Creaking tree branches and whispering leaves accompany the hummed lullabies gliding through opened windows.</description>
    <description>Blue cornflowers spread color and cheer from the confines of one resident's modest garden.  Chalk dust in the middle of the dirt path outlines a rudimentary hopscotch course for use by the neighborhood's children when boredom strikes.  Creaking porch floorboards and clapping barn doors accompany the hummed tunes and whistled melodies of people passing by.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="642" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="637" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="640" />
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  <node id="642" name="Prairie, Sunbeam Circle" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A wooden door stands ajar, though the premises are no doubt under the strict watch of a diligent tomcat on the prowl for nocturnal trespassers.  The main road is mostly clear of the usual wagons and wheelbarrows save for the occasional weary traveler or nighttime delivery.  Beyond the homesteads, the dark sky seems to stretch forever above the expanse of grain and grass.</description>
    <description>A fat tomcat reclines in the shade of a red wooden door, keeping a nonchalant yet vigilant eye on the barn for any rodent trespassers.  Wagons and wheelbarrows occasionally clatter by and leave distinctive ruts in the hay-covered dirt path.  Energetic children often scurry along the road to run errands for their parents or continue games of tag or hide-and-seek with their mates.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="641" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="636" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="637" />
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  <node id="643" name="Dragon's Spine, Path">
    <description>Stone steps provide entrance and exit for an icy paradise.  A faint pathway follows a ledge, snaking by caverns on one side and a steep drop-off on the other, with everything sparkling from a pristine coating of snow.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-880" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go step" destination="164" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cavern" destination="646" />
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  <node id="644" name="Dragon's Spine, Path">
    <description>The ledge is wide enough that the snow-covered path curves around a fallen tree, its branches encrusted with ice crystals.  Snow and ice crunch underfoot, but the mountain wind quickly erases almost every trace that anything or anyone has been through here.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-893" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="645" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="643" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cavern" destination="647" />
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  <node id="645" name="Dragon's Spine, Path">
    <description>Fallen branches and other debris from above litter the path as it widens into a small grove of ice-covered pine trees.  Their needles shiver in the wind, causing an odd rattling sound like bones clicking together.  Occasionally, a branch will creak and ice will fall to the ground below, echoing in the frosty air like lunatic fae laughter.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-907" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go cavern" destination="648" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go grove" destination="650" />
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  <node id="646" name="Frostweaver's Den">
    <description>Snow-filled beds of carved rock make comfortable sleeping areas for the icy inhabitants.  Slabs of ice form decorative mirrors, with swirls of snowflakes along their edges.  Wind blows through the crevices and entrances to this wide open home of the Frostweavers.</description>
    <position x="-107" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="647" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="643" />
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  <node id="647" name="Frostweaver's Den">
    <description>Blood has pooled and quickly freezes at your feet as wicked ladies dance among the snow and ice.  Eerie laughter fills the air and echoes along the cavern - a curious mingling of hysterical giggles and shrill screams.</description>
    <position x="-107" y="-893" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="648" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="646" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="644" />
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  <node id="648" name="Frostweaver's Den">
    <description>Ice-covered bones are piled in a corner where even mice fear to tread.  Snow dances in circles across the cold ground, blown by the whistling wind, while hunters shiver as they make their way through the caverns.</description>
    <position x="-107" y="-907" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="649" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="647" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="645" />
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  <node id="649" name="Frostweaver's Den">
    <description>This tiny alcove, barely lit by small phosphorescent stones, is covered from ceiling to floor in faint images of maiden warriors.  Each of the blue-painted warriors holds a sword in her hand, plunged deeply into her opponent's chest.</description>
    <position x="-93" y="-907" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="648" />
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  <node id="650" name="Dragon's Spine, Grove" color="#008000">
    <description>The path ends here, among tall, stark pine trees covered with ice and snow.  Drifts of delicate cold crystals form a ghostly landscape against the trunks of the outer trees, while only a few paces in, the ground is barely covered at all.  In the snow that exists, faint footprints lead off in different directions.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-920" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="654" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="645" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="653" />
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  <node id="651" name="Dragon's Spine, Grove" color="#008000">
    <description>Towering pine trees lend a dark, brooding cast to the night.  Claw marks mar their trunks, and some have gashes so deep, it almost appears that the frozen sap is all that holds the tree upright.</description>
    <description>Towering pine trees block most of the light, casting a greenish-blue tinge over everything below them.  Claw marks mar their trunks, and some have gashes so deep, it almost appears that the frozen sap is all that holds the tree upright.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-933" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="650" />
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  <node id="652" name="Dragon's Spine, Grove" color="#008000">
    <description>The trees thin out slightly here, giving opportunity for shafts of moonlight to fall between them and turn the snow into a patchwork of cool blue-green expanses broken by glittering patches that refract to every color of the rainbow.  The shadows that remain seem darker and more ominous by comparison.</description>
    <description>The trees thin out slightly here, giving opportunity for shafts of light to fall between them and turn the snow into a patchwork of cool blue-green expanses broken by glittering patches that refract to every color of the rainbow.  The shadows that remain seem darker and more ominous by comparison.</description>
    <position x="-120" y="-947" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="651" />
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  <node id="653" name="Dragon's Spine, Grove" color="#008000">
    <description>Abruptly, the grove ends with one tree standing precariously on the edge of the cliff.  Some of its roots have become exposed as time erodes away the cliff face, leaving it dangerously close to becoming the next victim of gravity.</description>
    <position x="-133" y="-933" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="650" />
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  <node id="654" name="Dragon's Spine, Grove" color="#008000">
    <description>A break in the trees reveals a cave entrance nearly covered in ice.  Someone has taken the time to break the ice, enabling even a Gor'Tog to enter.  The chips of ice surrounding the cave have become quite slippery, as several outlines in the snow show.</description>
    <position x="-107" y="-933" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="650" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cave" destination="655" />
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  <node id="655" name="Natty's Cave" note="Natty|Premium Bundles" color="#00FF00">
    <description>As your eyes adjust to the dim light within this cave, a wave of warmth rolls over you.  It emanates from a fire pit encircled by large, rough stones.  A few Gnomes, trappers judging by their garments of snowbeast hides, huddle around the fire, their cheeks reddened from standing so close to the flames.  Various skins and pelts are piled by type along the walls, almost covering a large keg that has seen better days.</description>
    <position x="-107" y="-947" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="654" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go candle-lit alcove" destination="703" />
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  <node id="656" name="Almalne Alolan, Golden Field" note="Almalne Alolan|prereni">
    <description>Tall grasses hold a golden tone as they sway and rustle with any breeze.  Tiny red and purple hollyhocks dare to poke their heads between the stalks, their bright colors a striking contrast to the otherwise monochrome field.  A heavy gate stands between the field and the nearby road.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-400" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go heavy gate" destination="109" />
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  <node id="657" name="Almalne Alolan, Golden Field">
    <description>Meadow thistles attempt to gain a hold against the tall stalks of grass, their stems and leaves covered in tiny but sharp thorns.  Topping the prickling plants are the fuzzy purple heads of the flowers.  A trail winds through the field, branching off toward a stream in one direction and a grove of trees in another.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="658" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="659" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="656" />
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  <node id="658" name="Almalne Alolan, Briar Bramble" note="Briar Bramble">
    <description>The grass gives way to the tangled briar bramble that grows unchecked along the line of Ilithic apple trees.  Buds of pale pink and fully bloomed roses spot the deep green with their delicate hues.  An occasional rustle or the sound of birdsong comes from within the bushes where many an animal probably makes its home.</description>
    <position x="-480" y="-440" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="657" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go briar bramble" destination="664" />
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  <node id="659" name="Almalne Alolan, Quiet Stream">
    <description>The soft sounds of the stream disturb the quiet of the field, its banks giving a home to thick, soft moss sprinkled with drops of water and tiny blue sweet pea flowers.  Large stones are set in an almost even row across the water, their surfaces shiny and damp.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-420" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go large stones" destination="660" />
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  <node id="660" name="Almalne Alolan, Quiet Stream">
    <description>The tinkling of the water past the stones in the stream creates a musical counterpoint to the soft rustling of the grasses.  A golden raspberry bush grows beside the water, its branches untrimmed as it stretches from side to side threatening the faint path that leads north.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-440" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go stream" destination="659" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go faint path" destination="661" />
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  <node id="661" name="Almalne Alolan, Orchard Edge">
    <description>Blocked from getting a day's worth of sunlight by the stately row of Ilithic apple trees, the grass at the edge of the field grows low to the ground.  A path winds back southward, showing brown through the green and gold of the grass.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-440" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="660" />
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  <node id="662" name="Almalne Alolan, Quiet Stream">
    <description>A tangled golden raspberry bush makes its home here, almost completely blocking access to the stream that runs past to the west.  Poking through the stems of the wild plant are a few pale pink trilliums.  The grass is shorter here, threatening to tangled the ankles of anyone who passes through carelessly.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="660" />
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  <node id="663" name="Almalne Alolan, In the Trees">
    <description>A strange silence seems to rule for a moment under the branches of these ancient Ilithic apple trees, only to be broken by the high pitched call of one squirrel to another.  Untrimmed for uncountable years, the tree limbs have tangled together into what appears to be an impenetrable maze.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-460" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go passage" destination="679" />
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  <node id="664" name="Almalne Alolan, Orchard Edge">
    <description>Ancient Ilithic apple trees stretch their heavy, twisting branches toward the sky.  The thick trunks stand in straight lines, showing that this was once an orchard, likely long abandoned.  Leaves and sticks create a carpet of noise, which threatens to crunch with any movement across them.  A faint trail winds through a briar patch to the nearby field.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="666" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go faint trail" destination="658" />
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  <node id="665" name="Almalne Alolan, Ancient Tree" note="Ancient Tree">
    <description>Larger than its nearby brethren, a huge twisting Ilithic apple tree towers over its neighbors.  Sprouting from the trunk are branches that droop to the ground due to their great weight, blocking the way past.  High in the branches, mostly hidden from below, a structure can just be made out.</description>
    <position x="-460" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="664" />
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  <node id="666" name="Almalne Alolan, Fallen Tree">
    <description>One of the Ilithic apple trees has succumbed to nature and fallen to the ground, half of its branches broken and lost under its bulk.  Smaller plants have started to take root upon the decaying tree, a living display of new growth taking the place of old.</description>
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  <node id="667" name="Almalne Alolan, Fallen Tree">
    <description>Many smaller plants have taken advantage of the fallen apple tree and its nourishing decay to grow upon the trunk.  Standing out with their bright, fiery hues is a grouping of Ilithic irises.  A small nest can be made out in one of the higher branches that hasn't broken off.</description>
    <position x="-500" y="-460" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb apple tree" destination="666" />
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  <node id="668" name="Almalne Alolan, New Growth" note="New Growth">
    <description>Newer trees have started growing here near the edge of the grove, their size, while still large, is smaller than their neighbors to the east.  A single sapling grows out of line, its height not even that to rival a Gor'Tog, and its branches remain thin as they strive to grow to match the other trees.</description>
    <position x="-500" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="667" />
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  <node id="669" name="Almalne Alolan, Under the Branches">
    <description>Once in a while a bird calls out to break the silence of the grove, unseen from some perch among the branches of the stately Ilithic apple trees.  Game trails wind through the debris on the ground, showing where animals make their way through the orchard.</description>
    <position x="-500" y="-440" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="667" />
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  <node id="670" name="Crystal Shore, Pier" note="Crystal Shore|Pier">
    <description>The crystalline pier soars ethereally over the still lake, as if straining for the pristine white walls that define the city of Shard.  Every pearly imperfection in the surface scatters the daylight into prismatic splays.  An elderly fisherman whiles away the last of his days in his usual perch at the end.  Gaethzen orbs dot the adjacent copperleaf trees as if seeking refuge amongst the tinkling leaves.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go lake shore" destination="559" />
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  <node id="671" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" note="Almalne Alolan" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Winding through farmland, the ruts show the rich brown dirt under the strands of green grass.  Growing between the golden grain fields and the road are alyssum bushes, their dense branches bearing clusters of white flowers.  An ornate wrought iron gate is set into a break in the bushes.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="672" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="681" />
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  <node id="672" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Azalea bushes flourish along the sides of the road as the grain fields give way to rows of Ilithic apple tree saplings.  Their branches are spindly and many of them are no higher than a Gor'Tog is tall.  Positioned on one side of the road is a fancy wrought iron gate.</description>
    <position x="-610" y="-480" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="673" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="749" />
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  <node id="673" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Saplings give way to older apple trees, some of their branches gnarled and entwined with those of the tree next to them.  The grass is sparser but still holding onto a rich green hue as it follows the track through the orchard.  A faint pathway leads away from an elaborately carved wooden gate.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="674" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="750" />
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  <node id="674" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Mature Ilithic apple trees form stately lines along each side of the road, their branches thick with age.  Making their home near the base of one tree is a patch of forest violets showing off their bright hues.  Lavishly carved, a wooden gate stands at the end of a path.</description>
    <position x="-630" y="-480" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="675" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="751" />
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  <node id="675" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Ancient and twisted, the trees along this part of the road all seem to have different personalities due to their varied shapes.  One hunches over to the side, while another sends branches to sweep the ground almost blocking the lane.  Placed between two of these monoliths is a delicately carved wooden gate.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="674" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="676" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go carved gate" destination="752" />
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  <node id="676" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The lines of Ilithic apple trees thin out and are smaller than their towering neighbors to the east allowing patches of monkshood to grow among the grasses.  They bloom in a multitude of colors, one patch showing white, another purple and a third yellow.  Set to one side of the roadway is a gracefully carved wooden gate.</description>
    <position x="-650" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="675" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="677" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="753" />
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  <node id="677" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Giving way to fields again, the orchard's edge is planted with wood roses that display petals a shade of pink that is tipped with lavender.  Dense grasses threaten to hide the road itself, their shades of green richly hued.  A gate of artfully wrought iron stands between two of the bushes.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="676" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="678" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="754" />
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  <node id="678" name="Almalne Alolan, Grassy Road" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Nestled under the shade of a lone Ilithic apple tree is an arrangement of beehives, their denizens roly-poly bumblebees.  A constant parade of buzzing creatures travel seemingly aimless paths to and from their artificial homes.  Located nearby is a finely wrought iron gate.</description>
    <position x="-670" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="677" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="755" />
  </node>
  <node id="679" name="Almalne Alolan, Behind the Branches">
    <description>Tangled into what appears to be an impenetrable maze, the branches of the giant Ilithic apple trees seem to block the way west.  A layer of twigs and dead leaves are scattered upon the ground, save for where an animal of some sort must have been digging, leaving a small hole near the roots of one tree.</description>
    <position x="-440" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="680" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go passage" destination="663" />
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  <node id="680" name="Almalne Alolan, Forest Violets">
    <description>Towering in the distance to the west is a single massive Ilithic apple tree, just barely visible between the branches of its smaller brethren.  The ground is clear enough here to allow for small clusters of forest violets to poke their heads up, adding highlights of color to the drab orchard floor.</description>
    <position x="-420" y="-480" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="679" />
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  <node id="681" name="Almalne Alolan, Farmland" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A circle of trimmed grass stands out against the lush gold of the fields around it, allowing a scattering of tiny daisies to grow and dabble the bright green with white.  Standing at the edge of the grass and leading back to the roadway is an ornate wrought iron gate.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="671" />
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  <node id="682" name="Soul of Maelshyve, The Sowing" note="Map501_Soul_of_Maelshyve.xml|Soul of Maelshyve|Sowing">
    <description>The path stretches to the southwest, hanging in space, extending from a lake of midnight-blue sludge.  High above, an upside-down church soars amidst a large moor spreading over the sky.  The flickering image of three altars can be seen juxtaposed with the church, impossible to focus on as they shift in the dense ashen fog.  Underfoot, twisted bone and sinew are rimmed with splashes of radiant color from bizarre and unidentifiable flowers, rapidly blossoming and decaying in a perverse cycle of life and death.  The air is filled with a pungent and sickening aroma, making it nearly impossible to draw a full breath as the heady pollen tickles the senses, unraveling the distinction between memory and now.</description>
    <description>The path stretches to the southwest, extending from a lake of midnight-blue sludge.  High above, an upside-down church hangs amongst a large moor spreading over the sky.  Strange flowers fill the air with a pungent and sickening aroma, making it hard to breathe.</description>
    <position x="500" y="-500" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go midnight-blue sludge" destination="408" />
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  <node id="683" name="Steelclaw Clan, Farmstead">
    <description>The uneven pathway terminates here, broken cobblestones and overgrown weeds a sign of years of neglect.  The adjacent field is a wild mess of tall grass, flowers, and saplings, the land being slowly reclaimed by nature.  Several crumbling buildings stand at the end of the road, long since abandoned.</description>
    <position x="-700" y="-340" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go henhouse" destination="684" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go winding path" destination="75" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="75" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go drainage ditch" destination="689" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cobblestone path" destination="695" />
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  <node id="684" name="Steelclaw Clan, Henhouse Entrance">
    <description>The low ceiling is intended to provide the birds with a sense of security, fallen roosting bars and shelves in disarray.  A line of broken nesting boxes line the walls. The ground is caked with moldy straw and wood shavings, scattered with chicken bones.</description>
    <position x="-720" y="-340" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="685" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="683" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door" destination="683" />
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  <node id="685" name="Steelclaw Clan, Henhouse Broken Run">
    <description>A section of wall here has been torn open, claw and tooth marks telling a vivid story along the broken wood boards.  A mess of feathers and chicken bones are concentrated here, and the nesting boxes and roosting structures nearby are smashed to splinters.  Further ahead, the lack of windows envelopes the end of the coop in darkness, which periodically flickers with yellow eyes and rumbling growls.</description>
    <position x="-720" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="686" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="684" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="687" />
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  <node id="686" name="Steelclaw Clan, Henhouse Utility Access">
    <description>Deep in shadow, the henhouse terminates here, a small access door to the outside covered by fallen support beams and debris.  Padded footfalls scamper along the shadows, growls and barks calling out in challenge.</description>
    <position x="-720" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="685" />
  </node>
  <node id="687" name="Steelclaw Clan, Henhouse Yard">
    <description>A low awning stretches to a small fence, designed to keep the chickens confined, but little of either structure remains beyond mouldering wood and rotten crossbeams.  The thicker grass and weed growth here is testament to previous inhabitants, the muddy soil now crisscrossed with paw prints.  To the north, the remains of a small shed can be seen just beyond the henhouse.</description>
    <position x="-740" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="688" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="685" />
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  <node id="688" name="Steelclaw Clan, Henhouse Toolshed">
    <description>Nearly completely collapsed, the toolshed is now nothing more than a haphazard pile of wood.  The remains of a few smashed barrels and rusty tools are all that can be identified within, and though the surrounding yard is rung by broken fence, the north end of the coop is partially obscured by the foliage.  The entire exterior wall of the henhouse is lined with claw marks.</description>
    <position x="-740" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="687" />
  </node>
  <node id="689" name="Steelclaw Clan, Flooded Field">
    <description>Carried along a wide furrow, the muddy water cuts into the neighboring field, the tall embankment blocked by reeds.  The scent of old vegetation is tinged with the even more unpleasant and unmistakable smell of rotting flesh.  Stirring the reeds, the breeze does little to clear the persistent cloud of insects.</description>
    <position x="-750" y="-318" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="690" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="694" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go muddy gap" destination="683" />
  </node>
  <node id="690" name="Steelclaw Clan, Reed Thicket">
    <description>Splintered and partially buried in muck, the planks lining the canal have become infiltrated with thick clumps of reeds, scouringrush, clover, and cress.  The muddy water is covered in a thin film of green scum, hiding unblinking frog eyes and cautious turtles peaking through the surface foliage.</description>
    <position x="-750" y="-298" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="689" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="691" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="693" />
  </node>
  <node id="691" name="Steelclaw Clan, Dried Brush">
    <description>Slightly elevated, the ditch is largely dried, the surrounding soil cracked.  Brown and dead, the nearby undergrowth rustles in the breeze.  Bits of dried scutes line the rough dirt, exposed rocks, and dead trees, along with several conical teeth and the occasional webbed toe.</description>
    <position x="-750" y="-278" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="690" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="692" />
  </node>
  <node id="692" name="Steelclaw Clan, Irrigation Ditch">
    <description>Lined with pitch coated wood planks, the wide canal looks well constructed.  Ankle-deep muddy water pools in small eddies as it slowly flows down the field.  Rotting bits of plant matter swirl around mossy stones, and a thin layer of flies and water skimmers flit atop the surface.  Tall reeds growing at the edges of the ditch limit visibility of the surrounding fields.</description>
    <position x="-770" y="-278" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="693" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="691" />
  </node>
  <node id="693" name="Steelclaw Clan, Irrigation Ditch">
    <description>Some of the planks lining the canal show signs of wear, slightly splintering at the joinery.  The muddy water flows faster as a series of terraced fields draws water into downhill levels.  Each stepwise decline appears worse for wear.  The reeds grow haphazardly, revealing glimpses of the adjacent overgrown fields.</description>
    <position x="-770" y="-298" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="694" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="690" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="692" />
  </node>
  <node id="694" name="Steelclaw Clan, Flooded Field">
    <description>Caked with dead wood, mud, and reeds, a large obstruction plugs the canal, flooding the terrace with sludge.  Small and large animal bones are lodged in the blockage, as well as large mottled scales and long yellowed conical teeth.  Though hidden, the occasional frog loudly croaks.</description>
    <position x="-770" y="-318" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="689" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="693" />
  </node>
  <node id="695" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Entry">
    <description>Warped stairs ascend to a wide porch which spans the exterior of the home.  Broken windows peer into musty darkness, echoing with feminine whispers.  A half collapsed dormer exposes the second floor to the elements, and the ground is littered with broken slate tiles fallen from the roof.  White paint peels from the siding, and clinging vines cover the walls.  The front door has been boarded shut, crisscrossed with thick planks.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="696" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cobblestone path" destination="683" />
  </node>
  <node id="696" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Collapsed Porch">
    <description>Several support posts have splintered or been cut, resulting in a barrier of debris choked through with vines.  A rafter has gouged a wide hole through the farmhouse wall, creating a small entry into the structure.  Flickers of movement can be seen inside, and loud whispering echoes from within the home.</description>
    <position x="-760" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="697" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="695" />
  </node>
  <node id="697" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Living Room">
    <description>Centered in the west wall, a wide fireplace displays a number of cracked hearthstones.  Several broken windows lined with glass fragments or boards limit the view outside.  The wreckage of furniture is scattered around the room, scraps of cloth and stuffing, splintered wood and iron nails littering the ground.  A single wooden chair sits facing the fireplace, entirely clean of dust and debris.  A narrow stairwell leads upstairs.</description>
    <position x="-760" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="696" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="698" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="700" />
  </node>
  <node id="698" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Kitchen">
    <description>A long oak table serves as the central focus of the kitchen area, and an elegant and functional slate counter forms a neat corner, lined with destroyed drawers and cabinets.  Rusted knives and forks are scattered across the floor, and several large cast iron skillets and copper pots hang from ceiling hooks.  A child's drawing decorates a nearly destroyed ice chest, a singular gouge cutting across the colorful image of a family holding hands.  A narrow stairwell leads to the basement.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="697" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="699" />
  </node>
  <node id="699" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Root Cellar">
    <description>The air has a significant chill, and the ground is little more than hard packed bare earth scattered with straw.  The rough stone walls are lined with wooden shelves and bins in various states of disrepair, covered in shattered glass jars and desiccated vegetables.  Several large bones are piled in a corner, snapped and riddled with teeth marks.</description>
    <position x="-800" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="698" />
  </node>
  <node id="700" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Second Floor Landing">
    <description>A broken and splintered railing affords an uninterrupted view of the living room downstairs.  A shattered full length mirror hangs at a slant, creating an impression of a large open space.  Several doors are boarded shut, though the one at the end of the hallway is torn free and lies lodged part way into the wall.</description>
    <position x="-760" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="701" />
    <arc exit="up" move="up" destination="702" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="697" />
  </node>
  <node id="701" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Bedroom">
    <description>The far wall features two destroyed windows, their frames hacked to pieces, exposing the room to the elements.  Near the entrance are the crumbled remains of a large bed, exposure and time leaving little more than moldy down and fabric around a splintered frame.  From a caved in chest of drawers lies tattered clothing strewn across the floor, and a wire mobile strung with colorful glass and pieces of crystal hangs from the ceiling.</description>
    <position x="-780" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="700" />
  </node>
  <node id="702" name="Abandoned Farmhouse, Attic">
    <description>Boxes and bundles of memorabilia, tools, and unfinished furniture line the walls.  The thick wooden rafters are starting to show signs of splintering, and a significant collapse around a dormer has resulted in a portion of the roof to be entirely open to the elements.  A small wooden doll is tucked into the ceiling.  A narrow frame opens to a thin ladder which leads to the landing below.</description>
    <position x="-760" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="down" move="down" destination="700" />
  </node>
  <node id="703" name="A Warmly Lit Alcove, Skin Art By Mothaki" note="Skin Art By Mothaki|tattoo" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The small alcove's roughly carved walls glint like diamonds as the illuminating candlelight reflects from the light layer of frost covering the stone.  Shallow holes in the walls above work tables and near a pair of chairs hold larger torches to ensure proper lighting for those working in the cramped space.</description>
    <position x="-90" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="655" />
  </node>
  <node id="704" name="House of the Silk Strings, Courtyard">
    <description>Nestled amongst the quiet woodland surroundings, a stately stone and cedar villa adjoins the courtyard here, its eaves hung with fluttering silk banners dyed in striking amaranthine and platinum hues.  Nearby, a pushcart loaded with crates rests patiently to the side of the basalt-paved path that leads northwest.</description>
    <description>Nestled amongst the quiet woodland surroundings, a stately stone and cedar villa adjoins the courtyard here, its darkened eaves hung with silk banners that flutter softly in the nighttime air.  Nearby, a deserted pushcart rests to the side of the basalt-paved path that leads northwest.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-720" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="705" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go cedar gates" destination="119" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go villa" destination="743" />
  </node>
  <node id="705" name="House of the Silk Strings, Workshop Row">
    <description>A venerable wooden structure borders the shady path, its tile roof gently curved to shelter a deep wraparound veranda.  Beneath the timeworn eaves, two Elothean workers are spooling silk thread with uncanny speed and grace from a large vat of water on which floats countless tiny white cocoons.</description>
    <description>A single lantern sways gently from the timeworn eaves of the venerable wooden structure that borders the otherwise pitch dark wooded path.  A large metal vat on the veranda sits emptied and idle for the evening, softly reflecting the meager available light from its burnished surface.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="706" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="704" />
  </node>
  <node id="706" name="House of the Silk Strings, Workshop Row">
    <description>A low stand of plum trees borders the path opposite a pair of long, tile-roofed wooden workshops.  Although the buildings are tightly shuttered, the occasional passage of an Eloth worker through one of the sliding doors provides a brief glimpse of the enormous, intricate looms housed within.</description>
    <description>A low stand of plum trees borders the path opposite a pair of long, tile-roofed wooden workshops that are tightly shuttered for the evening.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="705" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="707" />
  </node>
  <node id="707" name="House of the Silk Strings, By the Lotus Pond">
    <description>The basalt cobblestone path stretches onward beneath a soaring canopy of cedar, spruce, and the occasional redwood.  Through the dense foliage to the north, the occasional glimpse of a sea of white can be caught from the clearing downhill.</description>
    <description>A soaring canopy of cedar, spruce, and redwood blocks out most of the sky, deepening the nighttime darkness that envelops the path.  The tranquil sound of frogs and chirping insects drifts through the shadowy foliage from somewhere to the north.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-780" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="706" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="708" />
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  <node id="708" name="House of the Silk Strings, By the Lotus Pond">
    <description>Flagstones set into the loamy banks underfoot mark the intended entrance into the lotus pond.  A steady stream of Elothean harvesters stop to lash up the lower hems of their garments before wading into the peaceful waters, while others emerge back onto the shore with leaf-laden baskets in tow.</description>
    <description>The waters of the lotus pond lap gently against several broad flagstones set into the loamy banks underfoot.  A neat stack of reed baskets has been secured to the trunk of a nearby pine for the night.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-800" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="709" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="707" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pond" destination="737" />
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  <node id="709" name="House of the Silk Strings, By the Lotus Pond">
    <description>A silverwillow grows on the shore beside the path, its long branches draped languidly into the shallows of the lotus pond.  Dragonflies skim the emerald water below, darting amongst the curtain of leaves.</description>
    <description>A silverwillow grows on the shore beside the path, its long branches draped languidly into the waters below as if to enjoy a quiet nighttime dip in the lotus pond.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-820" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="710" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="708" />
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  <node id="710" name="House of the Silk Strings, Beneath the Storehouse">
    <description>The cobbled path terminates here at the steeply rising face of a wooded bluff.  Undaunted by the incline, a massive two-tiered storehouse clings to the slope, achieving a whimsically defiant effect with its opulent facade and precarious perch.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-840" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="709" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go storehouse" destination="711" />
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  <node id="711" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Entrance">
    <description>From just inside its great sliding doors, a scene of abject chaos unfolds across what must have been a once-grand textile storehouse.  Collapsed shelves, shattered crates, and tangled bolts of cloth stretch far to the north, where the building's vast first tier ends beneath the distant edge of its second.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="712" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="716" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="715" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go doors" destination="710" />
  </node>
  <node id="712" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Storage">
    <description>An enormous collapsed textile rack has completely blocked passage north.  The ubiquitous piles of fabric debris are less of an obstacle, although they do make footing uncertain in places.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="711" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="713" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="714" />
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  <node id="713" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Storage">
    <description>Obliterated by unknown forces, a large array of shelving rods sits in a splintered heap.  Hundreds of conical spools of raw silk are gathered in undignified piles on the storeroom floor around the remains.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="714" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="712" />
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  <node id="714" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Storage">
    <description>Long rows of storage shelves are in various states of ruin here, their erstwhile cargo spewed into a colorful jumble of silk on the storehouse floor.  It is difficult to pick a navigable path around the wreckage.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="712" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="713" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb shelf" destination="719" />
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  <node id="715" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Shipping">
    <description>Inexplicably windswept and smeared, a large chalkboard mounted to the eastern wall is now barely identifiable as a shipping schedule.  Scraps of fabric mill about the drafty, unfurnished room.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="716" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="711" />
  </node>
  <node id="716" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Shipping">
    <description>An upturned wheelbarrow has pinned down a torn length of floral print silk brocade, but the rest of its former load is nowhere to be seen.  Other bits of lightweight detritus have accumulated at the corners of the large room.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="715" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="711" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door frame" destination="717" />
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  <node id="717" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Packing Floor">
    <description>A long spool of Elothean lace is roughly strung around the area in a tangled zigzag, looking much like a shroud of cobwebs over the haphazard stacks of packing crates.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="718" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="720" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go door frame" destination="716" />
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  <node id="718" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Packing Floor">
    <description>Overturned tables, packing crates, and textile racks clutter the workspace in disarray.  An oddly persistent draft sweeps through the area, accompanied by the soft rustle of windswept fabric.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="720" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="717" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="719" />
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  <node id="719" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Packing Floor">
    <description>Someone or something has cleanly sliced through several of the heavy cedar support beams here, resulting in a roof collapse at the northwestern end of the room.  A draft blows in through the impassible rubble.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="720" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="718" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb shelf" destination="714" />
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  <node id="720" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Packing Floor">
    <description>Any signs of this drafty area's original purpose have long since been reduced to miscellaneous debris.  The wood-paneled northern wall rises several yards overhead to meet the edge of the storehouse's second tier, where a sheet of torn crimson cloth can be seen flapping from the guard railing above.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="721" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="717" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="718" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="719" />
  </node>
  <node id="721" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Lower Level Landing">
    <description>A pile of wreckage has accumulated at the base of the cedar plank ramp that connects the two tiers of the storehouse, apparently having tumbled unceremoniously down the wooden incline.  Across the room, a collection of scales, measuring boards, and other implements of quality control is in a similar state of ravaged neglect.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-920" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go ramp" destination="722" />
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  <node id="722" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Upper Level Landing">
    <description>Snagged on the second tier guardrail, a sheet of torn crimson cloth flaps futilely from its captive position.  Movement is occasionally detectable far below, but from this distance it is difficult to tell if it's more billowing fabric or something else entirely.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-860" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="726" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ramp" destination="721" />
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  <node id="723" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Workspace">
    <description>More demolished furniture and snippets of loose cloth garnish this unremarkable corridor.  An occasional draft sweeps through, carrying new scraps in and old scraps out, perpetuating the decay.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-880" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="728" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="727" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="722" />
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  <node id="724" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Workspace">
    <description>Broken glass mingles with discarded scraps of fabric along the western wall of this neglected workspace, where a long cutting table sits empty and disused beneath a row of shattered windows.  The doorway at the northern end of the room is nearly obstructed by the rubble.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="725" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="728" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="723" />
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  <node id="725" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Barricaded Corridor">
    <description>Aside from a single lantern flickering at the center of the room, everything in this narrow hallway has been divided and pushed up against the two exits.  To the north, a towering stack of packing crates poses a formidable barricade, and to the south, a long table and some overturned lockers have almost, but not quite, managed to block the doorway.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="724" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gap" destination="730" />
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  <node id="726" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Red Dye Room">
    <description>A thin layer of Elothean-red mineral powder coats every visible surface of this derelict dye chamber.  The color is especially pronounced where the chalky pigment has collected in the cracks and corners of the hardwood flooring.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-860" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="727" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="722" />
  </node>
  <node id="727" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Blue Dye Room">
    <description>Baskets of dried etrana blossoms flank the large copper dyeing vat that dominates the center of the workspace here.  Most of the woven vessels have long since tipped and spilled, their deep blue contents left to scatter to the furthest dusty corners of the room.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-880" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="728" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="726" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="723" />
  </node>
  <node id="728" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Green Dye Room">
    <description>Errant fabric scraps litter the sparse workroom.  Near the eastern wall, a prominent jade-hued stain spreads outward from a capsized copper dyeing vat.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-900" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="729" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="727" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="723" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="724" />
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  <node id="729" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Purple Dye Room">
    <description>Deep purple liquid is congealing in a large copper vat at the center of the room, developing a rather noticeable stench in the process.  The color of the stagnant ooze is a far cry from the attractive amaranthine and royal purple hues sported by the shredded skeins of silk suspended on nearby drying lines.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-920" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="728" />
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  <node id="730" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Supply Room">
    <description>A puddle of dried wax sealant is crusted to the floor beneath a tall supply shelf on the northern wall, and the lingering scent of bleach emanates from the mostly-broken bottles contained therein.  At the opposite end of the room, several large crates have been stacked to create a makeshift barricade across one of the exits.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="732" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="731" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="733" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gap" destination="725" />
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  <node id="731" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Supply Room">
    <description>An intricately shelved assortment of embroidery thread has been reduced to a massive psychedelic snarl on the supply room floor.  Although it's suffered a noticeable slash, the shesegri design chart mounted to the eastern wall has apparently fared the destructive conditions of the storehouse far better.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="732" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="730" />
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  <node id="732" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Supply Room">
    <description>A jumble of pins and needles carpets the hardwood floor here.  Scissors, clothes irons, and other heavier sewing tools have, for the most part, managed to hold their positions on the room's supply shelves and wall-mounted peg racks.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="731" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="730" />
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  <node id="733" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Supply Room">
    <description>Another expanse of fabric scraps covers the floor here, shards of glass mixed in with the debris.  Broken windows along the western wall allow the occasional gust of wind inside to stir the derangement.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="735" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="734" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="730" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="736" />
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  <node id="734" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Argosy">
    <description>A line of resplendent tapestries along the northern wall has been neatly severed, showing only the slightest hint of fraying at the diagonal slash that runs along the hangings' new bottom hems.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="733" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="735" />
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  <node id="735" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Argosy">
    <description>Fallen kimono-clad mannequins lie among smashed chests expelling fine brocades and damask-woven silks, indicating that this back corner of the storehouse once functioned as a storage vault.  A single dress form has maintained an upright position, but its bejeweled silk samite robe has been slashed to miserable shreds.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="734" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="733" />
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  <node id="736" name="Kiora'ylen Storehouse, Records Room">
    <description>Only a few old fashion catalogs and inventory ledgers are recognizable amongst the massive piles of inscrutable paperwork that clutter every inch of this ravaged room.  Colorful cloth scraps, blown in from other parts of the storehouse, have joined the mess.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-940" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="733" />
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  <node id="737" name="House of the Silk Strings, Lotus Pond" color="Blue">
    <description>Snowy white lotus blossoms blanket the emerald water of this placid woodland pond.  A narrow path through the vegetation has been cleared along the shallows of the pool, and various Elothean workers are using the wading space to carefully harvest lotus leaves.</description>
    <description>Lotus blossoms, closed for the night, blanket the surface of the darkened pond.</description>
    <position x="-600" y="-800" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="738" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="741" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go shoreline" destination="708" />
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  <node id="738" name="House of the Silk Strings, Lotus Pond" color="Blue">
    <description>The thick layer of soft white lotus blossoms sways gently to the soporific rhythm of the pond's underwater currents.</description>
    <description>Lotus blossoms, closed for the night, blanket the surface of the darkened pond.</description>
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="739" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="737" />
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  <node id="739" name="House of the Silk Strings, Lotus Pond" color="Blue">
    <description>The sea of botanic white that dominates the rest of the pond blends softly into a contrasting bed of lotus blossoms at this quiet end of the pool.  Distinctly colored blooms surround a mossy stone marker rising stoically from the jewel-toned water below.</description>
    <description>Lotus blossoms, closed for the night, blanket the surface of the darkened pond, while a mossy stone marker quietly stands watch in the still water.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="738" />
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  <node id="741" name="House of the Silk Strings, Lotus Pond" color="Blue">
    <description>The rich greens of the pond and its aquatic foliage blend with the floral expanse of lotus-white to create a captivating dichromatic gardenscape, occasionally broken by the flash of a goldfish swimming amongst the underwater stalks.</description>
    <description>Lotus blossoms, closed for the night, blanket the surface of the darkened pond.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-780" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="739" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="737" />
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  <node id="742" name="" color="Blue">
    <description />
    <position x="0" y="0" z="0" />
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  <node id="743" name="House of the Silk Strings, Foyer">
    <description>The entire north wall of the villa's grand foyer is glass, affording a picturesque view of the cottage-speckled weald behind the building.  Overhead, a diamondique chandelier provides soft illumination, while a heavy silk runner atop the hardwood floor guides arriving visitors toward a pair of hallways situated at opposite ends of the room.</description>
    <position x="-560" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="745" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="744" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="704" />
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  <node id="744" name="House of the Silk Strings, Tearoom">
    <description>Tall windows with curtains tied back invite the available starlight into this spacious lounge, which manages to offer an intimate and cozy atmosphere despite its size.  Numerous candlelit tables ring a small stage at the center of the room, where a sultry Elothean lyrist croons for dining patrons from suppertime through the late hours of the night, enthralling listeners with both charm and skill.</description>
    <position x="-580" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="743" />
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  <node id="745" name="House of the Silk Strings, Business Office">
    <description>With tall picture windows and exposed cedar beams, this large office space exemplifies simple, rustic elegance.  Two neat rows of desks, manned by various clerks and bookkeepers, flank a golden silk tapestry suspended from the rafters.</description>
    <position x="-540" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="743" />
  </node>
  <node id="746" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Laboratory">
    <description>Several large marble tables fill the room, each with the partially dissected corpse of an insectoid creature resting on top.  Each cadaver is slightly blurred by the protective spell which keeps decay, rodents, and unauthorized researchers at bay.  Half-finished drawings, obviously diagrams of various insect species, clutter the walls.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-960" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go arch" destination="523" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="747" />
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  <node id="747" name="Chyolvea Tayeu'a, Laboratory">
    <description>Red mineral streaks in the stone walls give this end of the lab a close, suffocating feel.  The floor is spotlessly, painfully clean -- someone spends a lot of time on their knees with a scrub brush and a pail of water here.  Iron fixtures hold conventional torches, illuminating a flat bed of stone that lies in the exact center of the room.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-980" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="746" />
    <arc exit="go" move="touch orb;go egress" destination="748" />
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  <node id="748" name="Vykathi Hive, Upper Air Tunnels">
    <description>The floor of this chamber has been leveled, cleared, and even polished to a high luster.  Angular, precise markings in searing orange and deep blue-black proliferate on the floor, the walls, and even the larger stalactites above, but are organized into orderly columns and somehow do not give the impression of scribbled chaos.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-1000" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" />
    <arc exit="go" move="touch orb;go egress" />
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  <node id="749" name="Almalne Alolan, Sapling Orchard" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Delicate trunks and slender branches stretch out from the multitude of Ilithic apple saplings that are planted in neat rows.  Soft, green grasses grow unchecked around their roots as if competing with the small trees.  Separating the orchard from the road is a fancy wrought iron gate.</description>
    <position x="-610" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="672" />
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  <node id="750" name="Almalne Alolan, Small Clearing" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Gnarled and yet somehow still graceful, the mature Ilithic apple trees circle a small clearing full of bright blue cornflowers.  Soft grasses grow across the open space and back into the roots of the trees.  Leading away from the glade is a faint pathway that ends in an elaborately carved wooden gate.</description>
    <position x="-620" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="673" />
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  <node id="751" name="Almalne Alolan, Amid the Trees" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Branches stretch and wind together overhead, the old trees having long ago grown together despite the spaces between their large trunks.  Patches of grass and pink-spotted white foxgloves sprout forth from the detritus between the roots.  Standing guard at the end of a short path is a wooden gate.</description>
    <position x="-630" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="674" />
  </node>
  <node id="752" name="Almalne Alolan, Under an Ancient Ilithic Apple Tree" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A colossus even against the ancient trees around it, the venerable tree's trunk is contorted by hundreds of years of weather.  Huge branches stretch out as if to shelter the space below it, a single branch curves down to rest against the ground and is covered by soft mosses.  Set between two nearby trees is a delicately carved wooden gate.</description>
    <position x="-640" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go carved gate" destination="675" />
  </node>
  <node id="753" name="Almalne Alolan, By the Stream" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Meandering through the trees is a stream of crystal clear water that trickles away from a small pond.  Growing along one edge are pale pink lotus flowers streaked with white while deeper in the hidden spring a few waterlilies show off dark pink petals.  Lush moss flourishes upon the bark of the adjacent trees.  A gracefully carved wooden gate leads back to the lane.</description>
    <position x="-650" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden gate" destination="676" />
  </node>
  <node id="754" name="Almalne Alolan, Flowering Fields" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Neatly furrowed rows of dirt run in north to south lines around a squared patch of ankle-high grass.  Planted along the top of each mound are a rainbow of irises, their colors ranging from deep reds and brilliant oranges to soft blues and intense purples.  At the edge of a grassy pathway stands a gate of artfully wrought iron.</description>
    <position x="-660" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="677" />
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  <node id="755" name="Almalne Alolan, Among the Blooms" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The farmland here has been allowed to become a field of wildflowers.  Blue forget-me-nots, brilliant orange poppies, white larkspurs, and miniature sunflowers blend together in a riot of hues amidst the backdrop of dark green grasses.  Flitting from flower to flower, rotund bumblebees create a humming buzz.  Placed at the edge of the myriad of blooms is a finely wrought iron gate.</description>
    <position x="-670" y="-492" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go iron gate" destination="678" />
  </node>
  <node id="756" name="Stone Inn, Central Room" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Wagon-wheel chandeliers, fitted with gaethzen lights, hang from the high, arched ceiling beams.  A glass counter containing hand-held foods faces the entrance while displays of other merchandise are placed nearby.  Stairs along the west wall climb upwards, and a small opening along the northeast wall leads deeper into the building.</description>
    <position x="-250" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="139" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb wooden staircase" destination="757" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go opening" destination="761" />
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  <node id="757" name="Stone Inn, Upper Hallway">
    <description>The north side of the carpeted hallway consists of large panes of glass that provide a breathtaking view of the Dragon Spine Mountains in the distance while a series of doors on either side lead to guest rooms for the inn's weary patrons.</description>
    <position x="-250" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb wooden staircase" destination="756" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ironwood door" destination="758" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="759" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go goldenoak door" destination="760" />
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  <node id="758" name="Stone Inn, Ironwood Room" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>A grand tapestry hangs over the mantle along the dark grain of the polished wood walls, while rich burgundy curtains, draped with gold satin cords, hang across a nearby window.  The massive ironwood sleigh bed, with ornately carved accents, is covered with opulent damask bedding and adorned with several matching, tasseled pillows providing comfort to any weary traveler.  A sweet, intoxicating scent fills the room from the lotus blossom bouquet, arranged in a clay vase, on a nightstand near the bed.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ironwood door" destination="757" />
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  <node id="759" name="Stone Inn, Silverwillow Room" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Vibrant teal silk lines the walls, combining with the plush ivory carpet that covers the polished wood floors of the spacious room.  An oversized, canopied silverwillow bed stands against one wall, covered with a floral comforter and plump pillows, both edged with ivory eyelet lace.  On the other side of the room, a satin settee invites a comfortable rest next to an ornate pedestal holding a wing-swept raven statue.</description>
    <position x="-250" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go silverwillow door" destination="757" />
  </node>
  <node id="760" name="Stone Inn, Goldenoak Room" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>Rich tones of gold, russet orange, and brown envelop the room with a warm ambiance.  Sweeping gilded brocades drape a large, half-round window beside a broad, potted palm.  Across the room, an oil painting overlooks a small nightstand tucked next to an ornately carved four-poster bed that is swathed in an opulent silk comforter and an array of plump pillows.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="-740" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go goldenoak door" destination="757" />
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  <node id="761" name="Stone Inn, Northeast Hallway">
    <description>A large stuffed snowbeast is positioned between the two doors at the end of this hallway, as if guarding them from unwanted intruders.  The ferocious specimen appears to be lunging forward with claws extended, making it difficult to discern the image on each door.  A thick rug extends along the length of the hallway, but the lack of illumination makes it hard to tell if anyone has used this area recently.</description>
    <position x="-240" y="-760" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="762" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wood-framed opening" destination="763" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go shop" destination="756" />
  </node>
  <node id="762" name="Stone Inn, Dappled Camel Locker Room">
    <description>Bamboo poles line the perimeter of this room, creating the appearance of a hut.  Polished pea gravel covers the floor, and a thatched roof completes the scene.  Two doors sit opposite each other while a row of open lockers have been attached to one wall.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go bamboo door" destination="764" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wooden door" destination="761" />
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  <node id="763" name="Stone Inn, Shaggy Dromedary Locker Room">
    <description>Bamboo poles line the perimeter of this room, creating the appearance of a hut.  Polished pea gravel covers the floor, and a thatched roof completes the scene.  Two exits sit opposite each other while a row of open lockers have been attached to one wall.</description>
    <position x="-230" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go bamboo door" destination="764" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go wood-framed opening" destination="761" />
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  <node id="764" name="Stone Inn, Lounge">
    <description>An elaborately detailed mosaic surrounds the area with a vibrant backdrop of folks basking beneath a golden sun, while others appear to picnic under broad, multi-colored umbrellas.  Several bamboo lounge chairs rest beside a rattan serving cart, and the natural sandstone floors emulate a sandy beach that slopes towards a refreshing pool.</description>
    <position x="-220" y="-760" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go bamboo hut" destination="763" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go sauna" destination="765" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go pool" destination="766" />
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  <node id="765" name="Stone Inn, Sauna" color="#FF0000">
    <description>A column of steam rises from a large wrought-iron brazier that dominates the center of this octagonal room of white stone.  Slatted ironwood benches have been placed around the brazier to provide seating for clients wishing to relax or converse.  Occasionally, an attendant can be seen through the steam, making sure that everything is in its proper place.</description>
    <position x="-210" y="-770" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ironwood door" destination="764" />
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  <node id="766" name="Stone Inn, Pool">
    <description>Snow-white marble encloses the pool of crystal-clear water, while the surrounding walls are detailed with an intricate mosaic of the open sea.  Opposite the shore, tiny vibrant tiles meld into a picturesque scene of rolling, azure blue waves capped in frothy white.  Along the far wall, a majestic galleon set with full sails journeys across the rippled waters, beneath a gleaming sunset of crimson hues on a distant horizon.</description>
    <position x="-210" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go lounge" destination="764" />
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  <node id="767" name="Marachek's Oak, Caravan Warehouse" color="#FF0000">
    <description>The length of the warehouse has been roped off, preventing visitors from wandering into the nearby workspace.  Carpenters and blacksmiths move about the warehouse, applying their trades amongst several unfinished caravans.  Multiple displays of caravan customization adorn the eastern and western partition of this area.</description>
    <position x="-270" y="-760" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="go" move="go dark curtain" destination="768" />
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  <node id="768" name="Caravan Warehouse, Curtained Corner" color="#FF0000">
    <description>This curtained area contains only two easels resting against the walls and a leather sign.  The distant sounds from the rest of the warehouse are muffled by the thick curtain.</description>
    <position x="-270" y="-750" z="0" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="767" />
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  <label text="Jackals, Kobolds">
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  <label text="Shard's East Gate">
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  </label>
  <label text="Shard's North Gate">
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  <label text="Steelclaw Clan">
    <position x="-850" y="-650" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Marachek's Oak">
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  </label>
  <label text="Granite Gargoyles">
    <position x="-150" y="-1040" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Snowbeasts">
    <position x="-30" y="-960" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="to Leth Deriel">
    <position x="-260" y="-970" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="West Gate">
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  </label>
  <label text="South Gate Hunting Area">
    <position x="-240" y="130" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Catherine's Court">
    <position x="-320" y="-225" z="0" />
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