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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:37 am
This section of the cave is very tall and somewhat narrow. Light filters in from holes in the cavern's ceiling high above casting a blue glow on the floor below. The passage through the cave runs roughly from southeast to northwest here. Head northwestHead southeast
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 9:48 am
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 4:04 pm
I walk through, looking at the walls. I head Northeast.
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Posted: Fri Oct 31, 2008 7:51 pm
Ame felt incredible short in this section of the cave. The walls were enormous and seemed to stretch on and on. She leaned back, trying to see her way to the top but she couldn't.
She began to walk the path. She was glad she was thin, because it seemed very narrow. Blue light filtered through cracks high high above. It wasn't much but it lit the path decently enough...
She can to a bend. Go northwest or southeast? She opted for the latter.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 12:15 pm
As he moved southeast along this section of cave Mr. If admired it's blue hues from the light coming down from above.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 5:55 pm
Zphal stopped in mid skip. She glanced down at the floor beneath her, covered in blue light. Then she looked down at herself. She was covered in blue as well!
She drew her brow down. Zphal wasn't blue. Zphal was green. Stupid blue light making her blue. She drew her sword and started attacking the air- attacking the blue light as she walked forward.
"Take that, you scoundrel!" she spoke triumphantly. "And that and that! And maybe some of this! Ha ha!!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:02 am
Light. 19 goes north west towards the light.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 7:48 pm
Artemis had to keep going.
Tripping once in a while, she'd wipe her eyes to see what had made her topple over; she wasn't even drunk yet she didn't act sober. She clumsily scampered to the SouthEast, letting the blue lights color her existence.
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