AllThingsJacq.com - Interactive Fiction | ClubFloyd - March 25, 2012


ToyShop & Floyditorium		#ClubFloyd Discussion

		Binder says, "oh good I'm on time, I parked in the right spot"
		Jacqueline says, "Actually, there's a hydrant."
zarf arrives, full of funk, but no fun.		Binder asks, "is there any way we can settle this with an immediate fine, officer?"
genericgeekgirl arrives, full of fun, but no funk.		Jacqueline asks, "Can you not just back up your car six inches?"
		Jacqueline says, "If you're willing to do that, I will let it go with a warning."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg&z), "G'morning."
		zarf says, "Come on, officer, I back up my car every night. To a local drive and dropbox"
		Jacqueline says, "Heh, this conversation is making me think of the musical Buffy episode (which we rewatched yet again the other night) where the lady sings to the parking cop over her being parked by the hydrant."
		Jacqueline says (to z), "That is very responsible of you, and I should be doing the same."
TheXenographer arrives, ready to play with the toys.		Jacqueline says (to Xen), "Hi."
		TheXenographer says, "Hey Jacq"
		Jacqueline says, "Thanks again, btw, for beta testing. You caught some really great stuff. (Well, not great stuff, bad stuff, but bad stuff it was great to catch.)"
		Jacqueline says, "(That was for TX)."
		Jacqueline asks, "So, ten minutes - anybody have anything they want me to add to the survey for this morning?"
Johnny arrives, full of fun, but no funk.		Binder says, "I think I don't know the survey location so I don't think I can answer that question."
		Jacqueline asks, "No, I'll launch the survey at noon and give the link - the question is, do you have a game you'd like me to include in the survey? Something you'd really like to play this morning or sometime soon?"
		Jacqueline says, "I would reveal the link sooner, but once someone votes I can't add to the list."
		Jacqueline says, "Basically, it's some good speed IFs plus what's on the CFS"
		Binder says, "Ah, then I have nothing to add."
		Jacqueline says, "So you could >X CFS to get a taste."
Jacqueline hollers, "Three minutes until we launch this week's ClubFloyd survey! Please join us in the Toyshop if you'd like to play."
Iain arrives, full of funk, but no fun.		TheXenographer says (to Jacqueline), "Belatedly, you're welcome for the beta testing."
		TheXenographer exclaims, "I'm looking forward to seeing the finished game!"
		Jacqueline asks, "Did you do one as well? Or 'just' the betatesting?"
cyberskunk arrives, full of funk, but no fun.		cyberskunk says, "hi"
		Jacqueline says, "Mornin', cs."
		TheXenographer says, "I did Everything Is Catching On Fire"
		Jacqueline says, "oooh"
		Jacqueline says, "Looking forward to that."
		Jacqueline exclaims, "So, it's ClubFloyd time now!"
		Jacqueline exclaims, "Woooooooooooooooo!"
		TheXenographer says, "Thanks! I did a lot of rewriting before submitting the final version, so."
		Jacqueline says, "And so that means a survey."
		Jacqueline \| [LINK]
		Jacqueline says, "Please let me know when you have voted by saying so on this channel."
		Binder says, "so"
		Jacqueline asks, "so?"
		Iain says, "I'm just lurking."
		Jota asks (of Jacq), "You're not sure if you've voted or not?"
		maga says, "done"
		Binder says (to Jacqueline), "Just indicating I'd voted."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Done."
		Jacqueline says (to Jota), "I can only see how many, not who."
		Jacqueline says (to Iain), "Thanks for letting me know."
		cyberskunk asks, "hm ive done make it good and i know ggg has 2. has anyone else?"
		cyberskunk says, "i kind of would like to watch but more than that and it would be boring"
		Jacqueline says (to cyberskunk), "Doesn't matter, just vote for anything you'd like to play today."
		TheXenographer says, "I've votd."
		Jacqueline says, "Majority wins. If there's a tie, I get to break it. One of the small joys I get for all the admin work, which I think I will probably try to do today."
		TheXenographer says, "* voted"
		cyberskunk says, "done"
		Jacqueline asks, "Binder, you're done?"
		Binder says, "Correct."
		cyberskunk says, "sorry"
		cyberskunk says, "so"
		Johnny says, "I guess I'll just be mischanneling to #amazon for the rest of the day."
		Jacqueline asks (of Johnny), "Are you voting?"
Lionheart arrives, full of fun and funk.		Johnny \| [amazon] Johnny says, "I voted a couple of minutes ago."
		Jacqueline says, "A\h"
		Jacqueline says, "er, ah"
		Jacqueline says (to LH), "There's a tie, unless you want to vote."
		Lionheart asks, "How do I vote again?"
		Jacqueline \| [LINK]
		cyberskunk says, "early and often"
		Jacqueline says, "Okay, I'm seeing a seventh vote now, so..."
		Jacqueline says, "And that tipped it."
		Jacqueline says, "Vespers it is."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Cool."
		Jacqueline says, "It's a longish game, but we could consider multisessions if we want. Let's just see how it goes."
		Johnny says, "I pray it's good (lol)"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh no. I'll be missing the next two :("
		Jacqueline says, "And it's not on Floyd yet, so please give me a second."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "Aw."
		cyberskunk says, "i played about half of it"
		Jacqueline asks, "Well, it's a comp game, so who knows?"
		Jacqueline says, "Maybe we can finish today."
		Jacqueline says, "Anyway, one moment, please."
maga arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "7 days...."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x me"
Floyd \| You're not the man you were a few days ago. Your skin hangs as sallow Floyd \| drapes around your jaw: your hands are emaciated. Your frock billows Floyd \| about you; it is difficult to find any flesh within. The only solace Floyd \| you find in looking at yourself is that, so far, no signs of the Floyd \| plague are within you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "mrm, it occurs to me that this has some tangentially-important text in quote boxes"
		cyberskunk says, "yeah"
		zarf says, "'To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert' is not an easy-to-parse sentence"
		cyberskunk says, "dude the sanctuary here is sick"
		maga says, "the verb is 'to cuthbert'"
		Binder says, "it's off the hook"
		cyberskunk says, "we got some ill redemption yo"
		Jacqueline asks (of maga), "Hm, does it? Like, hrm. We'll miss stuff that would help us advance?"
		cyberskunk says, "its more atmospheric stuff"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x desk"
Floyd \| It was once a fine desk, but now it sags in the middle and smells Floyd \| faintly of rotting wood. Still, it serves well enough when you need to Floyd \| write: a need you haven't had much of lately. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Oh, okay."
		cyberskunk asks, "i think. maga?"
Binder says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "burn desk"
Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "> light candle at other end"
		maga says, "it's not crucial, but it's kind of awesome"
		cyberskunk says, "like hummus"
		Jacqueline says, "heh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x tinderbox"
Floyd \| A small box containing some flint, steel, and tinder. You always keep Floyd \| it close should your candle be snuffed by the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| Thunder rumbles overhead, shaking the monastery to its foundations. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk lives a life of excitement.
Tale arrives, full of fun and funk.
cyberskunk says, "Hi, Tale."		Jacqueline asks, "I'm kind of surprised that Floyd can't show basic quote boxes like that... maybe we'll still see them?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x candle"
Floyd \| Pig fat and twine. Still, it holds its flame very well. Beads of oil Floyd \| drip from near the flame, running down the sides and coating them with Floyd \| slime. Floyd \| Floyd \| A loud crackle splits the sound of wind. Lightning. Stone tumbles in Floyd \| the distance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "every time this comes up, I remind myself to add a glk library that makes it easy to fix floydbot"
		cyberskunk asks, "you mean write one or use a different existing one?"
		Jacqueline says, "Ooh - that would be very cool."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x frock"
Floyd \| A threadbare frock that does little to keep you warm. The coarse Floyd \| fabric scratches where it touches your body, which is less than it Floyd \| used to be: the frock is far too large for you now. It smells of sweat Floyd \| and tears. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "write one"
		cyberskunk says, "all we need is some blood"
		Jacqueline says, "A lot of authors give us Floyd-friendly versions of their games, but of course with this new 'vote that morning, see what people want to play' thing, we can't invite authors, which is a bit of a downside."
		Jacqueline says, "Otherwise the survey thing really rocks."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah. Doug, in particular, really wants to know in advance if we play his game."
		Binder says, "Just invite all the possible authors."
		Jacqueline says (to Binder), "Well, I've been mulling that over."
		Jacqueline asks (of ggg), "Which game?"
		cyberskunk says, "yes lets invite all the authors and force them to vote for us"
		TheXenographer asks, "But with last-minute additions that wouldn't be possible, right?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "dance"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Last Day of Summer, from the IF Comp."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "sing"
Floyd \| Your days in the choir are long behind you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "xyzzy"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| Little more than a damp mattress on four legs. Still it is comfortable Floyd \| on cold nights. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Well, I think if an author really wanted us to play his or her game and showed up, a lot of us would feel inclined to vote for that, unless we'd all played it."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "look under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Hee - nice response for sing."
		genericgeekgirl nods. "I'll let him know."
		cyberskunk says, "thats not especially a problem i feel"
		cyberskunk says, "unless a lot of us have played it in fact"
		Jacqueline says, "Right"
Binder says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "search desk"
Floyd \| It has no drawers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x blanket"
Floyd \| These have kept you warm on many cold nights. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "make bed"
Floyd \| You do not have the energy for that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take blanket"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| (first closing the door) Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Huh."
		Jacqueline says, "Even under the old system I've had authors email me and ask if we'd play their game and I've pitched it and we've always said sure."
		Binder says, "oh good we can hide here"
		cyberskunk says, "build a blanket fort"
		TheXenographer says, "Yes, but at the moment I feel we may want to move the desk back"
		Jacqueline says, "heehee"
		TheXenographer says, "so we can get out"
		Jacqueline asks, "Don't we want to go out, at first?"
		cyberskunk says, "who cares about the plague when we have imagination"
		Binder says, "nooooooo"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, I was just curious if we could move it."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Can we keep pushing it until we pass out? :)"
		Binder says, "we must be right at the cusp of venerability"
		Jacqueline says, "Although, hm. See, I'm in this weird spot where I have played this (and love it) but can't recall much of it since it's been so long ago."
		cyberskunk says, "or 1 week from retirement from the monk cops"
		cyberskunk says, "if they give us a golden sun dial we know were fucked"
		Jacqueline says, "haha"
		Binder says, "maybe we'll get a younger monk cop partner to train"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Out into the hall?"
		Jacqueline says, "Do not - I repeat - do not look at the picture of our wife and kids -- oh wait, we're a monk. Nevermind."
		Binder says (to generickgeekgirl), "Sure."
		Binder says, "now with bonus k"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| (opening the bedroom door) Floyd \| Pulling your frock tightly about you, you sigh and exit to the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| As cold as your room is, this hall is even colder. The stone walls Floyd \| dance and glisten with dampness. The warmth of your room awaits to the Floyd \| east, and the cold of the outside world through a heavy door to the Floyd \| south. Moonlight streams in from the cloister to the north, and a Floyd \| flimsy door secures the locutory to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "shiver"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "wear blanket"
Floyd \| You put on the bedding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x box"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| It used to be filled with alms. Now, mostly cobwebs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cobwebs"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x moonlight"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "man, I could go for some alms right about now"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "empty box"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| The alms box is closed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "open box"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| A single coin sparkles at you from the bottom. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ooh."
		Binder says, "but no alms! boo."
Binder says (to Floyd), "get coin"
Floyd \| It feels warm in your hand. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well it did say 'mostly'"
		Binder says, "mmm mmmmunny"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x coin"
Floyd \| It gleams in the light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says, "Wow, stealing from the alms box. That's low."
		cyberskunk says, "Jacqueline says, "Do not - I repeat - do not look at the picture of our wife and kids -- oh wait, we're a monk. Nevermind.""
		cyberskunk says, "middle ages"
		Binder says, "we'll just confess, y0"
		cyberskunk says, "look"
		cyberskunk says, "i believe in the right to bear alms"
		Lionheart says, "Yay! We found the shiniest thing in the monastery"
		TheXenographer says, "Too bad there's nothing to spend it on."
		Jacqueline says, "heh"
		Lionheart says, "We can pull it out whenever the dinge starts getting too depressing."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The wind. Nothing more. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "one coin might make us the richest monk left! let's go find someone to gloat at"
		genericgeekgirl says, ""Hey, Wolf. Look at my shiny coin. Why are you looking at me like that?""
		Jacqueline asks, "Isn't that a sin, Brother Binder?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "flip coin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "bite coin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Heh"
		cyberskunk says, "my harvey dent plague fanfic fetish goes unfulfilled another week"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Where's Flourish when you need her?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "flip coin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Man, that new description of the alms box... maybe we should put the coin back."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Awww."
		Jacqueline says, "(Kidding, I'm fine.)"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "West first?"
		cyberskunk says, "whats the point of taking a vow of poverty if you cant benefit from the poor box"
		Jacqueline says, "..."
		Johnny says, "whoops"
		Lionheart says (to skunk), "Well put"
		Jacqueline asks, "So, which way were you guys headed?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'd like to go west, before going outside."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Then north, and south."
		Jacqueline says, "I've played this, so I'm mostly watching, but I'm looking forward to watching, because this is a favorite of mine, so, um, 'Dance, my puppets! Dance!'"
		genericgeekgirl shakes tail.
		Jacqueline claps.
		cyberskunk says, "stop that"
		Jacqueline says, "aw"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I like that the room description changed after the initial look."
		Lionheart says, "Let's check out the locutory, so I can find out what a locutory is"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| (opening the door to the locutory) Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "i played day one so same"
		cyberskunk asks, "it looks like floyd just doesnt show text boxes at all?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| This bed is small but clean. Visitors are rare lately. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x fireplace"
Floyd \| The fireplace lies cold: cold as the rest of Saint Cuthbert's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "take mould"
Floyd \| That holds little interest for you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell fireplace"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Nice"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x embers"
Floyd \| The fireplace lies cold: cold as the rest of Saint Cuthbert's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Although perhaps that's a default answer"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell bed"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "I guess it was"
Johnny says (to Floyd), "smell me"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "now that's characterization"
		Lionheart says, "The mildew's in our nostrils, it's all we can smell"
		TheXenographer says, "Goodness, I can feel my mold allergies act up just thinking about this"
		Johnny says, "Also, our finger is broken."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ha"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x mould"
Floyd \| That holds little interest for you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x mattress"
Floyd \| This bed is small but clean. Visitors are rare lately. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search mattress"
Floyd \| This bed is small but clean. Visitors are rare lately. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push bed"
Floyd \| Perhaps many years ago, but you are far too weak now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "make bed"
Floyd \| You cannot make that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x frame"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "make me"
Floyd \| You cannot make that. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "shiver"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "aw"
		Johnny chatters teeth.
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Hm. "Multiple endings determined by your behaviour." We're going to hell for taking that coin, aren't we?"
		Johnny says, "Handbasket => coach class."
		Lionheart says, "Ha ha"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Out, and north into the cloister?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search fireplace"
Floyd \| You find nothing but ashes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take ashes"
Floyd \| That's hardly portable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search ashes"
Floyd \| You find nothing but ashes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Yeah I think we're done, no one to talk to here."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "(I looked up 'locutory')"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the cold, you lower your hood and exit to the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Lucca, face flushed and cheeks wet, storms out from the bell Floyd \| tower and off to the dormitory in the east, meeting your eyes for only Floyd \| a moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Are you alright, Brother?" you ask, receiving no response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl exclaims, "Run away!"
		Lionheart starts looking 'calefactory'.
		Johnny says, "It's where kale is made."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I think we want that. "Heated sitting room"?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lucca"
Floyd \| He left for the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x vines"
Floyd \| Tangles of vines poke up through the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search snow"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "kill the bean plant"
		Lionheart says, "Maybe he's not allowed to talk to us here, he's not in the locutory."
		Lionheart says, "I like the mood of 'The church commands from the north', btw."
Johnny says (to Floyd), "take snow"
Floyd \| You take a small handful of snow, and already, your hand is suffering. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take vines"
Floyd \| Despite being dead, they cling desperately to the soil. You cannot Floyd \| move them. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "eat snow"
Floyd \| It stings your teeth and lines them with grit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "throw snow"
Floyd \| You toss the snow: a sweaty little ball of cold. Floyd \| The snow trickles out of your hand as a few drops of water. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "smile"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Where shall we go?"
		TheXenographer exclaims, "Too bad there's no one else here to have a snowball fight with!"
		Johnny says (to TX), "God is everywhere."
		Johnny says, ">throw snowball at sky"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x god"
Floyd \| He is too far off to see. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to god"
Floyd \| He is not here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| A warmth spreads throughout your body. He walks with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "hit god"
Floyd \| He is not here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to Jesus"
Floyd \| A warmth spreads throughout your body. He walks with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to God"
Floyd \| A warmth spreads throughout your body. He walks with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to Holy Ghost"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "heresy for not implementing the same result for the entire trinity"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Unless anyone has a preference, I'd suggest just taking the rooms in order? (Either as mentioned, or clockwise)"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask god about plague"
Floyd \| You can only do that to something animate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "God is dead!"
		Binder says, "rassinfrassin"
		Binder got pulled away to solve Time Machine issues.
		Binder asks, "what'd I miss?"
		Lionheart says, "God has no excuses to give us"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Not a whole lot."
		genericgeekgirl says, "We found another monk, and he ran away."
		Johnny says, "Or maybe God is scenery."
		Binder says, "monks are a cowardly and superstitious lot, I suppose"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search god"
Floyd \| He is not here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "And god is empty, just like me."
		Lionheart exclaims, "I knew it!"
Johnny says (to Floyd), "take god out of schools"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says (to Binder), "At some point we'll get rolling again."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "dig in snow"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tend garden"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "why aren't we freezing to death out here?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "West (for no particular reason, except that it's first)."
		genericgeekgirl appends a question mark onto that.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lie down"
Floyd \| I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sit"
Floyd \| What do you want to sit on top of? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sit on snow"
Floyd \| That's not something you can sit down on. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "I support going west, young generic"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo sits at one of the tables, scratching furiously at its Floyd \| hard surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hello drogo"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "greet drogo"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drogo"
Floyd \| Brother Drogo sits in a filthy frock, black tendrils of greasy hair Floyd \| dangling in his eyes. Every now and then, he puffs loudly to blow the Floyd \| hair out of his face, but it always falls back. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "tell drogo about absent god"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "How are you feeling, brother?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, I am feeling quite alright. In fact, I feel like a bird who Floyd \| crawls under the soil." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "This is a >TALK TO deal."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The wind. Nothing more. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x table"
Floyd \| Rows of tables split the refectory into a maze of narrow paths. Their Floyd \| unfinished surfaces bear the scratches of many meals. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "scratch ear"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to scratch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scratches"
Floyd \| At first it looks random, but upon closer inspection it appears to a Floyd \| picture. It cuts deep: two intersecting lines surrounded by jagged Floyd \| grooves. A cross. Fire. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "dance"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Clearly it's telling us to set fire to everything."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about cross"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about table"
Floyd \| "Why do you scratch at the table, Brother Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "To get to the middle, of course." He says, looking at you as though Floyd \| you are mad. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about middle"
Floyd \| "And why do you want to reach the middle?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Because it is that much closer to the bottom." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Or a hint that drogo used to wear a different color hood"
		Binder exclaims, "duh!"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about bottom"
Floyd \| "And the bottom?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Hmm." He pauses thoughtfully and stares at the deepening hole. "That Floyd \| is a good question." The scratching resumes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "A joker, eh."
Johnny says (to Floyd), "look under table"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about plague"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "I doubt that"
		Lionheart says, "talk to drogo about lucca"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about lucca"
Floyd \| "What's wrong with Lucca?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "He's a murderer, of course." Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder asks, "wait, is murder wrong now?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about murder"
Floyd \| "What happened, Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, the way I see it is that Matteo wanted to fly, but God said Floyd \| 'No, Matteo. Flying is for birds. You are not a bird, and shouldn't Floyd \| wish to be.'" Drogo starts. "Matteo was not happy with that --you know Floyd \| how he can be sometimes-- but he thought God would be mad if he tried Floyd \| to fly on his own. So Lucca helped him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Tale says, "I bet Lucca lives on the second floor."
		TheXenographer says, "I think I've seen him before."
		Jacqueline chuckles.
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about matteo"
Floyd \| "What happened, Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, the way I see it is that Matteo wanted to fly, but God said Floyd \| 'No, Matteo. Flying is for birds. You are not a bird, and shouldn't Floyd \| wish to be.'" Drogo starts. "Matteo was not happy with that --you know Floyd \| how he can be sometimes-- but he thought God would be mad if he tried Floyd \| to fly on his own. So Lucca helped him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "become a bird"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about birds"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "so Lucca threw Matteo off of someplace high? That seems fair."
		cyberskunk says, "well throwing them off something low never works"
		Jacqueline says, "heh"
		Lionheart says, "Or defenestrated him"
		cyberskunk says, "we already took vows of celibacy defenestration is a little extreme"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about drogo"
Floyd \| "How are you feeling, brother?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, I am feeling quite alright. In fact, I feel like a bird who Floyd \| crawls under the soil." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about god"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about suicide"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart exclaims, "Some monk you are!"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| They peer out between curtains of greasy hair, ever watchful. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "close eyes"
Floyd \| That's not something you can close. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x hair"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "watch eyes"
Floyd \| They peer out between curtains of greasy hair, ever watchful. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart exclaims, "Staring contest!"
		cyberskunk says, "3 2 1 go"
		cyberskunk says, "@_@"
		Jacqueline says, "ya"
		Jacqueline says, "er, yay"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about garden"
Floyd \| "What friends, Drogo?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, you wouldn't like them." He smiles, his teeth form a brilliant Floyd \| row. "But they would sure like you!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about ground"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "O_O"
		cyberskunk says, "@_o"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "What?"
		Binder asks, "wait, what? garden friends?"
		Lionheart says, "o_O"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about friends"
Floyd \| "What friends, Drogo?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, you wouldn't like them." He smiles, his teeth form a brilliant Floyd \| row. "But they would sure like you!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "~_o"
		cyberskunk says, "damn it"
		Jacqueline says, "I think what I like about ClubFloyd is the adult levels of discourse we have on electronic narrative."
		Binder says (to Jacqueline), "I thought that feature was just scenery."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about wolf"
Floyd \| "My dear friends. So much better than humans." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Yup."
Johnny says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about snow"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Tale says, "hehe, you said... oh ... discourse."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Still not sure how that connects to the garden, though."
Johnny says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo about bird"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about humans"
Floyd \| "Weak, dirty creatures," he says, looking directly at you. "Not like Floyd \| my friends." He turns away. "Not like my friends, at all." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about friends"
Floyd \| "What friends, Drogo?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, you wouldn't like them." He smiles, his teeth form a brilliant Floyd \| row. "But they would sure like you!" Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Obviously a werewolf. I vote we lynch Drogo"
		genericgeekgirl says, "iias.."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show coin to drogo"
Floyd \| Brother Drogo is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "hmph"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hmpf. But it's shiny."
		Johnny says, ">talk to drogo about pogs"
		Binder says (to Johnny), "Pogs aren't THAT old"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about ghosts"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "were never gonna solve this mystery"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Kitchen?"
		cyberskunk says, "lets do breadth before depth and keep moving yeah"
		Binder says, "Seconded"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess we know why we need to hide behind the desk now ;)"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them. All the Floyd \| perishables were finished up this morning. No more will be coming if Floyd \| Rovato is as barren as you think. Hopefully, some remain in the cellar Floyd \| through the hatch in the floor. The refectory lies to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against one wall is a large cupboard, its door closed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x rack"
Floyd \| The rack is empty. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "nooooo"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open cupboard"
Floyd \| As the door swings open, a small black shape springs from inside. A Floyd \| flash of pain sears across your arm and then quickly subsides. You Floyd \| whirl around to see a cat tearing out into the refectory, a drop of Floyd \| blood falling from its claws. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "> search desperately for knife"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Whoa."
		Jacqueline says, "I think it's possibly required, when writing a game in an old monastery, that you have one insane and creepily bizarre monk."
		cyberskunk says, "damn it we were gonna have cat for dinner too"
		Binder says (to Jacqueline), "Yeah, but I thought that was the PC."
		Lionheart says, "Hehe"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ooh, cellar."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cupboard"
Floyd \| A few crusts of bread and a piece of cheese are all that remains for Floyd \| food. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take bread"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "mmm cheese"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take cheese"
Floyd \| You already have that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cheese"
Floyd \| Just a few crusts of bread and a piece of cheese. It's not much, but Floyd \| it should do. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Creepy cellar, check. Spring-loaded cat, check. Okay, I think the genre of this might be horror after all"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open cellar"
Floyd \| It's locked. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Boo"
Binder says (to Floyd), "x cellar"
Floyd \| A hatch sits in the floor with a large, steel lock upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm afraid that if we go out there, Drogo has already eaten the cat."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lock"
Floyd \| Constantin insisted on locking up the cellar, to ensure the brothers Floyd \| could only get their alloted rations. He never gave you the key. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "knock on door"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "He didn't trust monks?"
		Lionheart says, "Another name to ask drogo about"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pick lock"
Floyd \| I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x arm"
Floyd \| A small scratch lines your arm from elbow to wrist. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scratch"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Back to Drogo?"
		Lionheart says, "Open wounds, just what we need in a plague-ravaged city."
		Binder says, "> apply nugent ungent to cat scratch"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yup."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe there's a vial of holy water somewhere."
		cyberskunk says, "theres more than one way to skin a cat ;) like lots of ways ;) like petting it wrong ;) i'm really sorry"
		Jacqueline says, "No you're not."
		Lionheart says, "If Drogo doesn't eat the cat, Drogo's friends will"
Binder says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Tale says, "If there's a right way to pet a cat, I haven't found it"
		Johnny says, "I think Drogo's friends are dead."
		Tale says, "Whichever way ends in scratches"
		genericgeekgirl says, "We heard them howling."
		Jacqueline says (to Tale), "You need a different cat. Come pet my maine coon."
		Johnny says, "Wind!"
Binder says (to Floyd), "get rack"
Floyd \| That's fixed in place. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I just wish I knew what conversation branch links the garden to the wolves."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Heading back to the dining room?"
		Jacqueline asks, "Did we check for food in the cellar?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's locked."
		genericgeekgirl says, "We need to find Constantin and/or the key."
		Jacqueline says, "Or perhaps also there might be food in the garden."
		Jacqueline says (to ggg), "Ah, missed that."
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's all frozen over."
		genericgeekgirl says, "And/or dead, anyway."
		Jacqueline says, "I am so distracted by silly banter that I can't see your failures."
		Johnny says, "And the monks were locked in the cellar to keep them from the food."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Haha, aw."
		Lionheart says, "We have two more rooms to check out"
		Jacqueline smiles.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about constantin"
Floyd \| "He caught us some food," Drogo pouts. "I wish he wouldn't. My friends Floyd \| need to eat too." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about key"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about cat"
Floyd \| "I saw nothing," he says, his voice quivering slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about cellar"
Floyd \| "Ooh, it's dark down there!" He pulls you in. "The darkness hides Floyd \| things better than the light." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl shivers.
Johnny says (to Floyd), "dig in table"
Floyd \| There is nothing on the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "scratch table"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to scratch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Yikes, that answer sounds like maybe he did eat the cat."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Wait, what was he scratching with? His nails? Or does he have a knife?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x knife"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take knife"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drogo"
Floyd \| Brother Drogo sits in a filthy frock, black tendrils of greasy hair Floyd \| dangling in his eyes. Every now and then, he puffs loudly to blow the Floyd \| hair out of his face, but it always falls back. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search drogo"
Floyd \| He slaps away your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drogo's frock"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to examine Drogo's eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kiss drogo"
Floyd \| You can't summon the will to perform the Pax. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "Drogo has an emo do."
		Lionheart asks, "The what?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "No idea."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "bite drogo"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "eat drogo"
Floyd \| You're not that hungry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Have you never been to Penny Arcade Expo? It's really exhausting."
		Jacqueline says, "No wonder we haven't the will."
		Johnny says, "Also, that's where you pick up the plague."
		cyberskunk says, "also it involves kissing men with greasy hair"
		Lionheart says, "Ah, 'The kissing by all the participants at a mass of a tablet depicting the Crucifixion or other sacred object'"
		Tale says, "Damn, this game looks interesting. Wish I could follow more closely."
		Jacqueline exclaims (at Johnny), "True! I have had that plague!"
		Lionheart says, "If we find that tablet, I'm not putting my lips on it."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "put your greasy hair on it, that's what we kiss with"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Ew. South and then east?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about cultery"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search tables"
Floyd \| There is nothing on the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about cutlery"
Floyd \| "Please, father." He doesn't look up from the table. "This is far more Floyd \| important." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Binder says (to Floyd), "ask drogo for knife"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search for cat"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Gerynar arrives, full of funk, but no fun.		genericgeekgirl says, "Cultery is probably something different, and more interesting."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "wave cheese"
Floyd \| You look ridiculous waving the food. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about cheese"
Floyd \| "Try the kitchen," he says, pointing the way with a flip of his greasy Floyd \| hair. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "Gerynar! You can't vote."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show cheese to drogo"
Floyd \| Brother Drogo is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "ha ha, DIS ... enfranchised"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell cheese"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Figure."
		cyberskunk says, "great now we smell like cheese too"
		genericgeekgirl eats it anyway.
		Gerynar says, "I'm just showing a orker clubfloyd"
		Binder says, "do what now"
		Johnny says (to Binder), "co-worker -> cow orker"
		Lionheart says, "And if you've ever orked a cow you know how painful that can be."
		genericgeekgirl smiles, not at all like a creepy monk/werewolf, and waves to Gerynar's guest.
		genericgeekgirl says, "Heading into the dormitory, if no one objects."
		Jacqueline asks (of Gerynar), "Is this that one coworker you're always complaining about?"
		Binder says, "no objection"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Sorry, lost."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Eeee."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The brisk scraping from Constantin's room does nothing to hide the Floyd \| sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer exclaims, "This bodes well!"
Gerynar says "bloop" and shrinks down into a little dot, then winks out...just like those old-fashioned B&w televisions.
Gerynar has disconnected.		Lionheart says, "Matteo's ghost is sad."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I bet he's damaging the key."
		Binder says, "at least there are no doors so we can't be locked out of their cells"
		Binder says, "or into them"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "look se"
Floyd \| You see nothing unexpected in that direction. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. Ok."
		Lionheart says, "Just what we expected."
Johnny says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| It's hard to place. It's a sick smell. Vomit, perhaps? Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "ew, more greasy hare"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x hare"
Floyd \| The hare dangles by one foot from Constantin's massive hand, blood Floyd \| soaking its snow-damp fur. It twitches. No. It doesn't. That is only Floyd \| the movement of the knife against its flesh. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x knife"
Floyd \| It gleams wickedly in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "woo"
		Johnny says, "no mildew"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x tools"
Floyd \| Constantin was a Godsend when he arrived five years ago. Before him, Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert's had to enlist the help of laypeople in Rovato Floyd \| whenever something needed to be built. Now, Constantin does it all Floyd \| cheerfully, except for the occasional grumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "grumble"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "t hare"
Floyd \| No response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about constantin"
Floyd \| "Oh, I'm fine." He coughs a little, but it shakes his whole body. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about hare"
Floyd \| "Ah, I see you have found us something to eat." Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin looks up distractedly. "What? Oh, yes. Something to eat," Floyd \| he says, returning to his catch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about key"
Floyd \| "A precaution. I don't want anyone stealing any food." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about drogo"
Floyd \| "Why'd you let him back here? He isn't fit to be with the rest of Floyd \| us." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Interesting."
		Lionheart says, "Yes, something to... eat. Right. Of course."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about wolves"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about cat"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about matteo"
Floyd \| "He's so strange lately." Constantin swats at an imaginary fly. "All Floyd \| he does is watch from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about murder"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "ask constatin about knife"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about lucca"
Floyd \| "I heard him rush to Matteo's room, crying," he says. "He's not taking Floyd \| the plague well." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constatin about knife"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "your matt called me crying"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin for key"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constatin about skinning cats"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constatin about cat"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| He isn't here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x constantin"
Floyd \| Constantin sits on the bed, causing it to sag from his immense mass. Floyd \| Despite his size, he moves swiftly, his knife darting in and out Floyd \| between the hare's skin and muscle. A pool of blood forms at his bare Floyd \| feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x blood"
Floyd \| The blood collects in a small pool at Constantin's feet, warming their Floyd \| chill. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take blood"
Floyd \| That's hardly portable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch blood"
Floyd \| It feels rough on your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "..."
		Lionheart says, "It's all clotty I guess"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch hare"
Floyd \| It feels rough on your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "maybe it's our fingers that are rough since everything we touch feels rough"
		genericgeekgirl says, "> touch Const.. no. He has a knife."
		Lionheart says, "Right we should find an alter boy instead"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch fingers"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about garden"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about plague"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about god"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about cheese"
Floyd \| "I don't think there's any food left." He lifts up the bloody hare, Floyd \| "Hence this." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| A simple mattress on four wooden legs: the same as all the others. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about wolves"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about wolf"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about plague"
Floyd \| "It moves too quickly," he says, almost guiltily. "I can barely keep Floyd \| up." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about god"
Floyd \| "He can't see everything, right?" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "show cheese to constantin"
Floyd \| Brother Constantin is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "deck constantin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about wolves"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kiss constantin"
Floyd \| You can't summon the will to perform the Pax. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "What do you have there, Constantin?" you ask, leaning forward. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Something to eat," he grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "touch ears"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| They watch the hare, flicking back and forth with the knife. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "steal hare"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take hare"
Floyd \| Constantin snatches it back. "Wait until I'm finished," he grunts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take key"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "get eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| some food Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| some bedding (being worn) Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "WHAT"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh my god."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| They watch the hare, flicking back and forth with the knife. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart exclaims, "Gruesome!"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "eat eyes"
Floyd \| You're not that hungry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		(from DavidW) PeppermintPatty says, "I'm awake! The answer is twelve!"
		zarf wakes up
		Lionheart exclaims, "See, I told you this was a horror game!"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "roll eyes"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "if anyone asks we tried to get his nose and tragically missed"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Can we take Drogo's? Gotta collect 'em all."
		Lionheart says, "Just as well, I always get a 2 when I do that"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "drop eyes"
Floyd \| Dropped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show eyes to constantin"
Floyd \| (first taking Constantin's eyes) Floyd \| Brother Constantin is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "drop eyes"
Floyd \| Dropped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "get eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "show eyes to eyes"
Floyd \| You can only do that to something animate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give eyes to constantin"
Floyd \| Charity is a virtue, but Brother Constantin isn't interested. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "How in the heck did we get his eyes?"
		Binder says, "we took them"
		Lionheart says, "We... tried to get them"
		Jacqueline says, "I... see."
		Lionheart says, "The author apparently negelected to make them untakable"
Johnny says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about eyes"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says (to Jacqueline), "Just wait until we take yours, then."
		Jacqueline says, "Well, he probably thought no one would try."
		Jacqueline goes and sits on the other side of the Toyshop.
		DavidW asks, "So, which game is this?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Vespers"
		Johnny says, "Veyespers"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "oh, eye see"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take knife"
Floyd \| Constantin snatches it back. "It's mine." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Into another cell?"
		Lionheart says (to Jacq), "Another bug spotted by the ifMUD beta team"
		zarf says, "'mine, unlike MY EYES'"
		Binder says, "sure, other cell"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Go talk to Lucca, in Matteo's cell?"
		Binder says, "Sure."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles frantically at the ground, his blood staining the Floyd \| stones. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lucca"
Floyd \| His fingers bloody on the stone. His face is red and wet with tears. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x stone"
Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles at the stone, trying desperately to unearth it from Floyd \| all sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| A simple mattress on four wooden legs: the same as all the others. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "scratch itch"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to scratch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x stone"
Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles at the stone, trying desperately to unearth it from Floyd \| all sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take stone"
Floyd \| You pry at the stone, but your fingers accomplish little besides Floyd \| bleeding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why do you dig, Lucca?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo is hiding something. I just know it's under here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about matteo"
Floyd \| "He knows something, but he won't tell me," he sobs more heavily for a Floyd \| moment. "He tells me nothing anymore." Floyd \| Floyd \| A warmth spreads through your body, soothing the chill and fear from Floyd \| your bones. Salvation. Floyd \| Floyd \| She is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "She?"
		Lionheart says, "Uh oh, maybe that cat scratch got infected"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| A warmth spreads throughout your body. He walks with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "look at her"
Floyd \| I'm not sure what "her" refers to. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about hiding"
Floyd \| All he does is sob. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about drogo"
Floyd \| "He scares me." --his voice lowers-- "But his madness is predictable. Floyd \| Unlike some others." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about madness"
Floyd \| All he does is sob. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, neither do I, game, that;s why I looked"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about wolves"
Floyd \| All he does is sob. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Heh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about constantin"
Floyd \| "He has become even harsher than before. The plague doesn't sit well Floyd \| within him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "listen to wolf"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about plague"
Floyd \| "Its damage ranges farther than I thought." He glances about the Floyd \| monastery. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take lucca's eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Iain has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about monstery"
Floyd \| All he does is sob. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
maga says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| some food Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| some bedding (being worn) Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about god"
Floyd \| "I think he's forgotten us." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take my eyes"
Floyd \| (Lucca's eyes) Floyd \| You already have that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "AAAAAAAA"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about ignatius"
Floyd \| "His righteousness scares me. It is without humility. He can see the Floyd \| motes in others, but can't see the beam in his own eye." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says (to genericgeekgirl), "I hope having their eyes is the LLP."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about me"
Floyd \| "You're such a good man," he says. Then, under his breath: "At least I Floyd \| used to think so." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "We'll fix that when we meet him"
maga says (to Floyd), "take beam"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about cellar"
Floyd \| "There's something strange going on down there. Matteo knows, but he Floyd \| won't tell me." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about stone"
Floyd \| "Why do you dig, Lucca?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo is hiding something. I just know it's under here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask lucca about murder"
Floyd \| Floyd \| [ Programming error: Brother Lucca (object number 470) has no Floyd \| property murder_asked to read ] Floyd \| "You remember, Lucca; Matteo was thrown from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| "No he wasn't." Lucca responds, incredulous. "He must have jumped." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "oof"
		maga says, "uh-oh"
		Lionheart says, "Mm, apparently NPCs are meant to remember if we asked about that"
		Jacqueline says, "Huh. I recall this being totally solid. But then, I didn't go around collecting people's eyes, either."
		genericgeekgirl giggles crazily.
		Lionheart says, "Save a transcript to send the author"
		cyberskunk says, "i didnt think matteo was supposed to be allowed to die before you meet him"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It does sound like he's still alive."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I think it's framed maybe as attempted murder/suicide?"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Unless "all he does is watch from the tower" is spiritual?"
		Lionheart says, "It sounds like Constantin thinks he's alive but Drogo and Lucca do not"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Lucca seems to be talking about him as if he were still alive. "Matteo knows." "Matteo is hiding.""
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search bed"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search lucca"
Floyd \| He slaps away your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "slap lucca"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "lets go to the tower"
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Lucca's eyes or Constantin's eyes? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| some food Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| some bedding (being worn) Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "show coin to lucca"
Floyd \| Brother Lucca is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Should peer into the other cells first, while we're here, maybe?"
		Johnny says, "WHY"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe we can feed them to the wolves."
		cyberskunk says, "i would have voted for mccain if i thought whenever he said 'my friends' he was referring to a pack of wolves he controlled"
		cyberskunk says, "before palin shot them anyway"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x bedding"
Floyd \| These have kept you warm on many cold nights. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "wear bedding"
Floyd \| You're already wearing that! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "wear eyes"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Lucca's eyes or Constantin's eyes? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "wear lucca's eyes"
Floyd \| You can't wear that! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "give constantin's eyes to lucca"
Floyd \| Charity is a virtue, but Brother Lucca isn't interested. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "smell constantin's eyes"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "We should find a jar for these to keep them fresh."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles frantically at the ground, his blood staining the Floyd \| stones. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x stones"
Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles at the stone, trying desperately to unearth it from Floyd \| all sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, I'm out of ideas, let's check the other cells"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I guess we need some sort of tool. There wasn't anything lying around the garden. Hm. Maybe constantin has something we can ask for?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. He has spent Floyd \| so much time in the infirmary of late, taking care of the sick. He is Floyd \| a braver man than you. A bed is pushed up against one wall, opposite Floyd \| the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| A simple mattress on four wooden legs: the same as all the others. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s. ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo's Room Floyd \| He seems to have made himself right at home. The room smells of Floyd \| animals and sweat; scratches adorn the bed and lead out the door to Floyd \| the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scratches"
Floyd \| Scratches line the posts. Some from claws, some from metal. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| Sweat and animals: wet dog, or something similar. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| Scratches line the posts. Some from claws, some from metal. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "look under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "The case for lynching Drogo gets stronger"
		cyberskunk says, "medieval times mean a wolf is a serviceable space heater"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| A simple mattress on four wooden legs: the same as all the others. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "look under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Bell tower?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, west, northeast, southeast, southwest or Floyd \| out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Sure"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Unless you want to check Constantin for stone unearthing tools"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, right. Yeah, maybe."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x footsteps"
Floyd \| The footsteps are filling with snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Johnny says, "You can only go in most directions."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tools"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about tools"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about digging"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tool"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search tools"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x tools"
Floyd \| Constantin was a Godsend when he arrived five years ago. Before him, Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert's had to enlist the help of laypeople in Rovato Floyd \| whenever something needed to be built. Now, Constantin does it all Floyd \| cheerfully, except for the occasional grumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe not."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get pick"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get trowel"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about key"
Floyd \| "A precaution. I don't want anyone stealing any food." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about cellar"
Floyd \| "What?" he startles. "I'll get around to taking the lock off. There's Floyd \| no food left down there anyway." His eyes darken as they meet yours. Floyd \| "There's no reason to go down there anymore." Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, that was useful."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get crowbar"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "More ominous words about the cellar"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about secrets"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't go in the basement..."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ask about plague"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Hee. Ok, back to the bell tower?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I need to remember that "talk about" and "ask about" don't give the same response."
		Lionheart says, "OK"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| You can go only north, northwest or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x footsteps"
Floyd \| The footsteps are filling with snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x tower"
Floyd \| The tower rises above all else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search snow"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Wonder if they were growing any wolf'sbane"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Heh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| Digging would achieve nothing here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Binder says, "ok, I need to go afk again so good luck with your crazyplague"
		cyberskunk takes Binder's eyes.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| High above the rest of Saint Cuthbert's, the tower affords a view of Floyd \| the surrounding land. In the spring, it is quite beautiful: now all Floyd \| you see is the endless moonlit glow of snow. Snow in the trees. Snow Floyd \| in the mountains. Snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo leans against the rails, staring into the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl exclaims, "See, he's fine!"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x mattero"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| He looks tired and heavy. He doesn't so much as lean on the rails as Floyd \| use them as crutch. His frock billows about him in the icy wind; he no Floyd \| longer has the will to bundle it about himself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x frock"
Floyd \| A threadbare frock that does little to keep you warm. The coarse Floyd \| fabric scratches where it touches your body, which is less than it Floyd \| used to be: the frock is far too large for you now. It smells of sweat Floyd \| and tears. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo's frock"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to examine Matteo's eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "What."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take matteo's eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo's eyes"
Floyd \| They sink into his skull. His eyelids can barely be bothered to remain Floyd \| open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "not anymore theyre not"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bell"
Floyd \| (the bell) Floyd \| Almost as old as Saint Cuthbert's itself, the mechanical bell Floyd \| announces the passage of the hours. Matteo was never needed to ring Floyd \| it, but he likes to be here when it sounds nonetheless. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open matteo's eyelids"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to open Matteo's eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ring bell"
Floyd \| (the bell) Floyd \| The bell clangs. You have never been this close when it has before. Floyd \| Your ears sting for a bit before settling down. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to matteo"
Floyd \| "How are you Matteo?" you ask, leaning up on the rails beside him. Floyd \| Floyd \| He turns, a friendly smile on his face. "I don't even know anymore." Floyd \| He gives an exaggerated shrug. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about murder"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about birds"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about wolves"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about plague"
Floyd \| "It's funny the ways illness and isolation can affect things. Our Floyd \| bodies are the least of our concerns." Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about me"
Floyd \| "I know we have had our problems, but I hope to put them behind us. It Floyd \| is a time for forgiveness." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I'd like to ask Drogo and Constantin about us later, too. I forgot about that."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about lucca"
Floyd \| "Poor Lucca," he sighs. "I wish I could protect him, but his time is Floyd \| near." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about cellar"
Floyd \| "Ah, yes." He pauses. "The cellar." He chuckles to himself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about constantin"
Floyd \| "He would never admit it, but he is sick. The plague wears on him. He Floyd \| won't last much longer." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about drogo"
Floyd \| "Poor Drogo," he sighs, looking down upon the refectory. "But at least Floyd \| his madness is on the surface, where we can see it." Was that glance Floyd \| at you? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about madness"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about wolf"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about drogo's friends"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about garden"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about wind"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about bell"
Floyd \| "It's beautiful up here, isn't it. God's blanket to the Earth." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about god"
Floyd \| "He is gone, you know." He looks at you intently. "And with him, his Floyd \| protection." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about secrets"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about hiding"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about praying"
Floyd \| "I barely have the energy anymore." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart asks, "matteo about cat"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about cat"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about cheese"
Floyd \| "I have little appetite these days." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart sniffs aimlessly.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about eyes"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| The wind drives needles of chill up your nose: you smell nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take matteo's ears"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to take Matteo's eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "What a relief"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell matteo"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Short-lived though"
Lionheart asks, "matteo about matteo"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about matteo"
Floyd \| "I'm fine," he sighs. "I just want to sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "In due time, Matt"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "1"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push matteo'"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push matteo"
Floyd \| He turns his back to you for a moment. It is long enough. You slam Floyd \| your hands into his back, and he tumbles over the rail. As he falls, Floyd \| he casts a smile at you. His last. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hug matteo"
Floyd \| You can't summon the will to perform the Pax. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "I expect that might lead to one of the alternate endings mentioned earlier"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask matteo about flying"
Floyd \| He may have heard you, but he seems to prefer to listen to the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Back to the cloister and into other rooms?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "We can kill him later if we need to :)"
		Lionheart says, "That'll teach him to imply we're mad."
		genericgeekgirl says, "We're all mad here."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "SE?"
		Lionheart says, "Yes"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| (opening the calefactory door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| Positioned directly between the dormitory and your own room, the Floyd \| calefactory warms both, although lately it is less than adequate. Floyd \| While the calefactory itself is stiflingly hot, its heat stays Floyd \| confined. Your brow grows damp: your body, feverish. Slightly melted Floyd \| snow creeps in from the cloister to the northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x snow"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "remove blanket"
Floyd \| You take off the bedding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| Positioned directly between the dormitory and your own room, the Floyd \| calefactory warms both, although lately it is less than adequate. Floyd \| While the calefactory itself is stiflingly hot, its heat stays Floyd \| confined. Your brow grows damp: your body, feverish. Slightly melted Floyd \| snow creeps in from the cloister to the northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "wear blanket"
Floyd \| You put on the bedding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm."
		Lionheart says, "Lord Almighty, I feel my temperature risin'..."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| some food Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| some bedding (being worn) Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "remove blanket"
Floyd \| You take off the bedding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "remove frock"
Floyd \| You would freeze. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, fine."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Church, I guess?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "scratch itch"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to scratch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure all this becomes useful later."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x furnace"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x fire"
Floyd \| Pig fat and twine. Still, it holds its flame very well. Beads of oil Floyd \| drip from near the flame, running down the sides and coating them with Floyd \| slime. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "So how does this room heat the others?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Through the power of prayer."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| Positioned directly between the dormitory and your own room, the Floyd \| calefactory warms both, although lately it is less than adequate. Floyd \| While the calefactory itself is stiflingly hot, its heat stays Floyd \| confined. Your brow grows damp: your body, feverish. Slightly melted Floyd \| snow creeps in from the cloister to the northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "snrk"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You can go only northwest or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| There are none at all available! Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Okay, I guess there's nothing more to see here"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Church?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Since you relegated the brothers to pray on their own, except for Floyd \| Mass, the church has been all but empty. Rows of pews part down the Floyd \| centre, ushering you up to the chancel in the north opposite the Floyd \| cloister in the south. The ceiling towers above you, its frescoes dim Floyd \| in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "But I note we can pick up snow, perhaps bringing it in here and turning it into the calefactory will be a puzzle later."
		Lionheart says, "Er, into the calefactory and melting it"
		genericgeekgirl nods.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x frescos"
Floyd \| The soaring vaults are as vast and open as the arms of God. Frescoes Floyd \| depict the fall of Satan, with angels singing as they cut down the Floyd \| wicked. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cross"
Floyd \| The cross stands tall upon the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cancel"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x chancel"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x satan"
Floyd \| He is close, but you cannot see him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x font"
Floyd \| The bronze glows warmly in the candlelight, like it has at many a Floyd \| Mass. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hit satan"
Floyd \| He is too high. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to stan"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to satan"
Floyd \| He is too high. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to satan"
Floyd \| You close your eyes, and prepare yourself. "Please, Satan," you begin. Floyd \| The words are hard. They cut your throat as they leave. "Please, Floyd \| Satan, deliver me from the plague, and you shall have my soul." The Floyd \| words sink through the Earth: slowly, like black tar. Floyd \| Floyd \| A flock of dismembered hands reach up through the ground, stealing Floyd \| away the black and disease that ravages your body, both seen and Floyd \| unseen. They swirl and dance, before sinking back to the ground. One Floyd \| lingers. It crawls up your leg and across your chest. It dives in, and Floyd \| emerges clutching a tiny ball of light in its bony finger. The hand Floyd \| drops back to the Earth with its prize and slinks away. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is done. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl eep.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to matteo"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Wow, that might be another alternate ending there"
		maga says, "welp, you figured that out a lot faster than I ever did"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure killing Matteo and praying to Satan work well together."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x me"
Floyd \| You're not the man you were a few days ago. Your skin hangs as sallow Floyd \| drapes around your jaw: your hands are emaciated. Your frock billows Floyd \| about you; it is difficult to find any flesh within. The only solace Floyd \| you find in looking at yourself is that, so far, no signs of the Floyd \| plague are within you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "We'll have to do an evil run after this."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I am curious whether we can kill everyone."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. And I suppose we probably could have jumped off the tower ourselves."
		Lionheart says, "As opposed to our righteous eye-collecting run"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, right."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take ignatius's eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x ignatius's eyes"
Floyd \| It does not blink, yet it shifts back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x saints"
Floyd \| Finely wrought stained glass windows line the vaulted ceiling of the Floyd \| church, their frames holding within them the images of Saints Francis Floyd \| of Assisi, Medard of Noyon, Drausinus, and Cuthbert. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "It? What happened to the other one?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert leans proudly upon his staff even though he appears Floyd \| stricken with illness. A dog licks at his leg, soothing the blister Floyd \| upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "What?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x assisi"
Floyd \| Saint Francis stands: birds on his shoulders and wolves at his feet. Floyd \| His face is calm. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x medard, drausinus, francis"
Floyd \| You can't use multiple objects with that verb. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x noyon"
Floyd \| The snow flies against the glass, but refuses to stick. Medard stands Floyd \| tall, with an eagle's outstretched wings above him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drausinus"
Floyd \| An assassin approaches from the darkness, but a shroud of light Floyd \| reveals him to Saint Drausinus. He is safe. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x dog"
Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert leans proudly upon his staff even though he appears Floyd \| stricken with illness. A dog licks at his leg, soothing the blister Floyd \| upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x ignatius"
Floyd \| The scar through his left eye having left him half-blind, Ignatius Floyd \| makes up for it by staring twice as hard at the candles with his good Floyd \| eye. The eye refuses to blink. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x candles"
Floyd \| The flames are steady and warming to your heart. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "How are you, Ignatius?" you ask, laying your hand on his shoulder. Floyd \| Floyd \| He startles, whirling around, his bad eye twitching and shuddering. Floyd \| "Oh, father. You spooked me." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry, what did Floyd \| you ask." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about himself"
Floyd \| "I was wondering how you were doing." Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, fine." He relaxes, turning back to the candles. "Just fine." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen to whispers"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about me"
Floyd \| "You're an excellent priest and a perfect abbott. We are lucky to have Floyd \| you." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about lucca"
Floyd \| "Such a sweet boy. He's not taking it here so well though." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about matteo"
Floyd \| "He's up in the tower," Ignatius spits angrily. "He's always up there, Floyd \| watching." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about tower"
Floyd \| "Matteo's up there right now. He's always up there." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about constatin"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about constantin"
Floyd \| "He has done well in clearing the bodies from the infirmary. He works Floyd \| so fast." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about cellar"
Floyd \| "I think it's empty." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about drogo"
Floyd \| "He was so docile when I cared for him in the infirmary. Now, he's Floyd \| different. Darker." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about food"
Floyd \| "You might try the kitchen." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about wolves"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about cat"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about plague"
Floyd \| "God is upset. Europe is falling. This plague is his curse," he drones Floyd \| in a peculiar, monotonous voice. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about god"
Floyd \| "He watches, unblinking," while Ignatius's eye twitches. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Firion arrives, full of fun, but no funk.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about praying"
Floyd \| "What do you pray for, Brother?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "That we might live till spring, father." He pauses. "We are running Floyd \| very low on food." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "show cheese to ignatius"
Floyd \| Brother Ignatius is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about alms"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "show coin to ignatius"
Floyd \| Brother Ignatius is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about coin"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about god"
Floyd \| "He watches, unblinking," while Ignatius's eye twitches. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about stan"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about satan"
Floyd \| "He is everywhere. The world is his dancing grounds." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about murder"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "dance"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Firion asks, "What are we playing?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about plague"
Floyd \| "God is upset. Europe is falling. This plague is his curse," he drones Floyd \| in a peculiar, monotonous voice. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says (to Firion), "Vespers"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about europe"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen to whipers"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW says (to Floyd), "listen to whispers"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "whisper"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about rats"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart exclaims, "Speak up, Satan!"
		Firion says (to TheXenographer), "Thanks."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Into the chancel?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push cross"
Floyd \| It is secured in place. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch cross"
Floyd \| It feels rough on your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x water"
Floyd \| The water is clear and clean: it sparkles in the candlelight and Floyd \| dances with your breath. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Tale is fired from breathing.
Tale has disconnected.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put arm in water"
Floyd \| You need to be holding the cut before you can put it into something Floyd \| else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take cut"
Floyd \| That seems to be a part of the (misc_shadow). Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take water"
Floyd \| The water tastes sweet as it slides its way into your belly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Bleh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch water"
Floyd \| It is cool: not the harsh cool of everything else in this place, but Floyd \| rather a peaceful chill. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter font"
Floyd \| That's not something you can enter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put water on arm"
Floyd \| You need to be holding the holy water before you can put it on top of Floyd \| something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Theres another bug"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| some food Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| some bedding Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put lucca's eyes in water"
Floyd \| That can't contain things. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put lucca's eyes in font"
Floyd \| Best not. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about eye"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about cut"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about scar"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "You people and your eye fetish."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about candles"
Floyd \| "They are beautiful, are they not?" You ask, gesturing at the Floyd \| flickering lights. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Truly, it is the face of God." He replies, not moving his eye for an Floyd \| instant. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "blow out candle"
Floyd \| Best not. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Also, quite belatedly, I never knew about Satan."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show arm to ignatius"
Floyd \| (first taking the cut) Floyd \| That seems to be a part of the (misc_shadow). Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about infirmary"
Floyd \| "There are still a few survivors," he shakes his head, "But they are Floyd \| fading fast: probably won't last the night." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "wash scratch"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "clean scratch"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "clean arm"
Floyd \| You achieve nothing by this. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cut"
Floyd \| A small scratch lines your arm from elbow to wrist. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "clean cut"
Floyd \| You achieve nothing by this. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess if we can find a vessel, we can pour water over it."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "North to the altar?"
		Lionheart says, "Feh, Middle Ages people and their dismissive attitude toward hygeine"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push font"
Floyd \| Perhaps many years ago, but you are far too weak now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| You have spent many a solemn Mass up here, gazing out unto a sea of Floyd \| your brethren. Now, all you see is a sea of empty pews to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| A beautiful glass case holds the body of Saint Cuthbert near the base Floyd \| of the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern stands in the centre of the chancel, the Bible atop it Floyd \| shining with gold filigree. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "preach"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x body"
Floyd \| He is so calm: so serene. His body is unblemished by the centuries Floyd \| that have passed. Truly, he is incorruptible. He even smells divine, Floyd \| as though flowers were growing beneath him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "smell body"
Floyd \| Sweet like flowers or incense. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x case"
Floyd \| He is so calm: so serene. His body is unblemished by the centuries Floyd \| that have passed. Truly, he is incorruptible. He even smells divine, Floyd \| as though flowers were growing beneath him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x glass"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Saint Cuthbert or the Saints? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open case"
Floyd \| It is fused glass with no hinges. You would have to break it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Did not expect a literal miracle to be in this monastery"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray to cuthbert"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bible"
Floyd \| Ah, the Bible. How many times has it been there for you? When your Floyd \| heart is heavy, you often come to read it, and reflect upon its Floyd \| wisdom. Now, though, you find it intruding upon your thoughts during Floyd \| the most mundane of tasks. Passages spring to you unbidden: filling Floyd \| your ears with the words of God. Filling your mind with... What? It Floyd \| is currently open to Ecclesiastes 9:3. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read bible"
Floyd \| Ecclesiastes 9:3 Floyd \| Floyd \| "This is an evil among all things that are done under the sun, that Floyd \| there is one event unto all: yea, also the heart of the sons of men is Floyd \| full of evil, and madness is in their heart while they live, and after Floyd \| that they go to the dead." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "turn page"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close bible"
Floyd \| That's not something you can close. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lectern"
Floyd \| The lectern stands with more strength and confidence than you do of Floyd \| late. Its support of the Bible unwaivering. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "burn bible"
Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell bible"
Floyd \| Mildew. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf18"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Just curious."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "break glass"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Saint Cuthbert or the Saints? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "break cuthbert"
Floyd \| The slam of your fist shatters the glass, sending it cascading over Floyd \| the Saint's body. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x body"
Floyd \| He is so calm: so serene. His body is unblemished by the centuries Floyd \| that have passed. Truly, he is incorruptible. He even smells divine, Floyd \| as though flowers were growing beneath him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search body"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "look under body"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat body"
Floyd \| You dig your teeth into his flesh. It yields like butter, but it Floyd \| burns. Burns your teeth. Burns your throat. It settles in your stomach Floyd \| and burns there too. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh my."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take glass"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Saint Cuthbert or the Saints? Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "ick"
		Lionheart exclaims, "Sacrilicous!"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take cuthbert's glass"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "ha"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I thought I could get a shard"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| You have spent many a solemn Mass up here, gazing out unto a sea of Floyd \| your brethren. Now, all you see is a sea of empty pews to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert lies in a bed of broken glass. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern stands in the centre of the chancel, the Bible atop it Floyd \| shining with gold filigree. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x case"
Floyd \| He is so calm: so serene. His body is unblemished by the centuries Floyd \| that have passed. Truly, he is incorruptible. He even smells divine, Floyd \| as though flowers were growing beneath him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		maga says, "man, I leave you alone for five minutes and you start eating the relics"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Anyway. We can restore."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf18"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Gunther arrives, full of fun and funk.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| You have spent many a solemn Mass up here, gazing out unto a sea of Floyd \| your brethren. Now, all you see is a sea of empty pews to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| A beautiful glass case holds the body of Saint Cuthbert near the base Floyd \| of the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern stands in the centre of the chancel, the Bible atop it Floyd \| shining with gold filigree. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		* Gunther has joined the channel.
		Lionheart says, "So that might be another way to cure our plague"
		Gunther says, "it's-a me, mario"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about cuthbert"
Floyd \| "So pure. We truly are blessed to have him here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says (to Gunther), "Glad you're here now, considering some of the actions we're trying"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about eating cuthbert"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "He just smelled so yummy."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Outside, I guess?"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "I guess we need to trigger something so the day ends?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kill ignatius"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Poor monks, worrying about dwindling food stores, not realizing the fresh meat right under their noses"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Drogo gets it."
		Lionheart says, "Yes, I still vote we lynch Drogo"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the hall, you hear a feeble rasping at the southern door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, help me. Is anyone in there?" A faint voice calls over the Floyd \| wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, I have traveled for days. Rovato is a graveyard. The rats Floyd \| have eaten everything." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh, hey now."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask about rats"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close alms"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| You close the alms box. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please. It is so cold." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask plague-ridden wretch about plague"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to voice"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask voice about plague"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "may the rats eat your eyes"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen to voice"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "But I can heao any such thing, that's the point"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "knock on door"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "cf19"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| Pushing the bar out of the way, you open the door, allowing a frail Floyd \| figure and a drift of snow to spill into the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Before you, fingers bloody and face as pale as the snow it lies in, is Floyd \| a young woman. Her clothing is little more than tatters with stains of Floyd \| blood from where her hands were resting. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please," she gasps, raising herself up for a moment. "I am so cold." Floyd \| With that, she returns her face to the icy ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give blanket to girl"
Floyd \| Her slumber is too deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put blanket on girl"
Floyd \| Perhaps if you get her somewhere more comfortable first. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take girl"
Floyd \| With more than a little trouble, you hoist the girl into your arms. Floyd \| Your knees feel as though they might buckle but hold for now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Oh, a woman, can't let you in then"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x woman"
Floyd \| For all her cuts and tattered clothes, she is still exceedingly Floyd \| beautiful. Her skin, while pale, is unblemished. In fact, no sign of Floyd \| the plague can be seen within her at all. She is perfection. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kiss woma"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kiss woman"
Floyd \| Your knees are beginning to buckle. You had better do something with Floyd \| her before trying anything else. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Into the spare bedroom?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You turn sideways and slide into the locutory, careful not to catch Floyd \| the young woman's head on the frame. Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put girl on bed"
Floyd \| You lay the young girl on the bed, and she immediately relaxes. Her Floyd \| eyes remain closed but no longer twitch with discomfort. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put blanket on girl"
Floyd \| You drape your bedding over the girl, and she seems to calm down a Floyd \| bit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. Or amybe the warm room."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask girl about plague"
Floyd \| She sleeps; she cannot hear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "She seems ok, though."
		Lionheart says, "Typhoid Mary seemed ok too"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Heh. I meant warm enough :)"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure we're all going to die soon enough."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Turns out she's also a werewolf."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell girl"
Floyd \| Sweet. Delicious. Floyd \| Floyd \| Tempting. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kiss girl"
Floyd \| You kiss her gently. She is soft. So soft. She tastes good. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "eat girl"
Floyd \| You're not that hungry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Ignatius's eye, Matteo's eyes, Lucca's eyes or Floyd \| Constantin's eyes? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "girl's eyes"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe when she wakes up."
		Lionheart says, "Yeah, they're closed now"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess we haven't really seen anything to create a fire with. Dead vines that we can't take."
		Lionheart asks, "Well, since we've already opened the door to the outside, shall we see what's out there?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x tinderbox"
Floyd \| A small box containing some flint, steel, and tinder. You always keep Floyd \| it close should your candle be snuffed by the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Sure"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x arch"
Floyd \| The tapered blocks fit together in a crooked fashion; they seem as Floyd \| though they could slip at a moment's notice. Still, the archways Floyd \| shields you from the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The wind gusts at your candle and bites at your feet. To venture out Floyd \| in the darkness would be suicide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe in the morning."
		Lionheart says, "Right, time to sleep and for the wolf to pick a victim."
		Jacqueline says, "heh"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "We should push the desk before we sleep.."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "close door"
Floyd \| You close the outside door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the side other is your bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| (first closing the door) Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter bed"
Floyd \| You get onto the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You're not tired yet. At least, not tired enough for bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Try pushing the desk another dozen times."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess we can go tell Ignatius about the girl."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push desk.g.g.g.g.g.g"
Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You're not tired yet. At least, not tired enough for bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Nope. We're feeble but indefatigable"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| (opening the bedroom door) Floyd \| You'll have to get off the bed first. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get up"
Floyd \| You get off the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the side other is your bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says, "desk calisthenics are not going to work here, I think"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell ignatius about girl"
Floyd \| "Listen to her, she will save us all." Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Ignatius seems to know something we don't."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about girl"
Floyd \| "Listen to her, she will save us all." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Was hoping for something different."
		Lionheart says, "Ask and tell seem to be equivalent after all"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about salvation"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father." He holds a finger to his lips. "I am trying to pray." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Sometimes."
		genericgeekgirl says, "But I've gotten "no response" responses to tell quite a few times when ask worked."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray for girl"
Floyd \| She isn't here: in body, at least. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "That's.. interesting."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray for ignatius"
Floyd \| You say a few hollow words. They dry and crumble in your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "So that earlier unexplained "Salvation. / She is here.", was that obliquely referring to the arrival of the girl at the door?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Probably."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x saints"
Floyd \| Finely wrought stained glass windows line the vaulted ceiling of the Floyd \| church, their frames holding within them the images of Saints Francis Floyd \| of Assisi, Medard of Noyon, Drausinus, and Cuthbert. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x francis"
Floyd \| Saint Francis stands: birds on his shoulders and wolves at his feet. Floyd \| His face is calm. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to mary"
Floyd \| She is warm. Her embrace fills you with joy. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Again with the birds"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, I noticed that earlier, but wasn't sure if it was worth reading into."
		Lionheart says, "Well, it seems more motif than symbolic at this point"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Maybe the cellar has been unlocked? Or maybe not until another day?"
Johnny says (to Floyd), "sing"
Floyd \| Your days in the choir are long behind you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take candles"
Floyd \| You already have your own. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x pews"
Floyd \| Their cedar frames are worn with the weight of many Masses upon them. Floyd \| You have spent so much time on them of late that you barely feel their Floyd \| roughness any more. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search pews"
Floyd \| There is nothing on the pews. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sit"
Floyd \| (on top of the pews) Floyd \| You get onto the pews. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "stand"
Floyd \| You get off the pews. Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cellar"
Floyd \| A hatch sits in the floor with a large, steel lock upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Nope"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell drogo about girl"
Floyd \| "I do so love visitors!" he squeals. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "No."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Not for you."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cut vines"
Floyd \| Cutting those up would achieve little. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search vines"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "set girl on fire"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to set girl. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light fire"
Floyd \| After much coaxing, you finally get the wet logs to ignite. The flame Floyd \| is weak, but it will do. Floyd \| Floyd \| The warmth is finally enough for her to stir. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Food," she says. "Please." Floyd \| Floyd \| With that, she passes back into slumber. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "There were logs?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "That was not mentioned."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give food to girl"
Floyd \| "Here," you say, holding out the food. "I have brought you something Floyd \| to eat." Floyd \| Floyd \| Finally, the girl stirs awake and quickly grabs the food from your Floyd \| hands. "Thank you," she says as she shoves the food into her mouth. Floyd \| Within moments, the few crumbs you had given her are gone, and she Floyd \| finally seems content. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| She starts slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Thank you for your kindness, father." She starts, extending her hand Floyd \| for the pax. "My name is Cec--" Just then, her words are cut off by Floyd \| the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. Her eyes widen and the Floyd \| blood drains from her cheeks. Floyd \| Floyd \| "There's nothing to be afraid of," you say, taking her hand gently. Floyd \| "It is only the bell of Compline." Floyd \| Floyd \| "That is why I am afraid." Her chin drops to her chest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask girl about bell"
Floyd \| "Go now, we will talk soon," she replies through heavy tears. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell continues its toll. Four. Five. Six... In place of the Floyd \| seventh ring is a scream. A scream that rips in from the cloister and Floyd \| silences the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl places her head in her hands with a slight sob. "I am sorry, Floyd \| Father." Then, turning. "And to you too." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "There we go."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "comfort girl"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "What do you mean?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl turns her tear-stained eyes to you. "You'll see," Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Heading back to the bell tower."
		Johnny says, "Maybe we'll let her keep her eyes."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x girl's eyes"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, my God!" You hear someone cry from the northeast. "Matteo!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo lies upon the ground, blood trickling from the side of Floyd \| his head. Lucca kneels by his side. Floyd \| Floyd \| The remaining brothers are gathered around the body, shouting. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo jumps up and down, rubbing his hands with glee. "It begins," he Floyd \| squeals to you through a wide grin. Floyd \| Floyd \| A rather violent cough shakes your body. Mucus cakes your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, that seals it. Drogo's a prophet."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "punch drogo"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin strides forward and smacks Lucca across the face, sending Floyd \| him sprawling into the snow. "Get away from him, murderer!" He Floyd \| shouts, eyes burning. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Constantin!" Ignatius shouts defiantly, stepping between the two. Floyd \| Although Constantin towers above him, Ignatius looks taller than you Floyd \| have ever seen him. "Leave the boy alone." Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo giggles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "I am working on code in another window, mostly, but occasionally I look back here and think 'This game is really unpleasant.'"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| He looks so calm. Tiny snowflakes trace the creases in his face, Floyd \| lingering longer and longer as time passes. His mouth fills with snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| "But he is a murderer!" Constantin replies, stepping back, face Floyd \| flushed. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I know that as well as you. But that does not excuse you from God's Floyd \| wishes." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "heh"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," is his only reply. Floyd \| Floyd \| "We will lock him up in the cellar, then the father can decide what to Floyd \| do with him." Ignatius continues. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin chews his lip, releasing a tiny drop of blood. "No, the Floyd \| cellar will not do. We will lock him in the calefactory." Floyd \| Floyd \| "Fine, fine. As you wish." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "It is not a feel-good romp, no."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "Shut up, father," he barks. For a moment he seems about to apologize, Floyd \| but he doesn't. Floyd \| Floyd \| With that, Constantin hoists Lucca by the shoulders and shoves him Floyd \| towards the calefactory. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius turns towards you and says. "You should get some sleep, Floyd \| father. We all should. You can get to the bottom of all this in the Floyd \| morning." He turns and walks towards the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo's corpse lies upon the ground, the blood freezing to Floyd \| his face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins at you. "Oh, the fun we'll have!" Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "Why do they think Lucca did it?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Because he did." He replies, confused. "Why else would one think Floyd \| such a thing?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "I mean, how do they know he did it." Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, well that isn't what you asked, now is it, father?" He continues. Floyd \| "Well, when we got here, Brother Lucca was already here saying 'I'm Floyd \| sorry, I'm sorry.'" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to matteop"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to matteo"
Floyd \| Silence. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| Nothing. You cannot feel him. Floyd \| Floyd \| The day is beginning to catch up with you. You yawn with a lot more Floyd \| force than you would have thought necessary. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about me"
Floyd \| "You're wonderful," Drogo squeals, embracing you. "If only we were all Floyd \| so old and lumpy!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl cringes. "Off to bed, I guess. Possibly check in with the girl? And hope Drogo doesn't eat her overnight."
		Binder says, "mm old and lumpy"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about satan"
Floyd \| "They say he is everywhere..." his voice drops and his eyes widen in Floyd \| terror at something behind you. You whirl around. Nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Just having a little fun with you, father." He laughs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take body"
Floyd \| Matteo was a large man. You cannot move him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about matteo"
Floyd \| "What happened, Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, the way I see it is that Matteo wanted to fly, but God said Floyd \| 'No, Matteo. Flying is for birds. You are not a bird, and shouldn't Floyd \| wish to be.'" Drogo starts. "Matteo was not happy with that --you know Floyd \| how he can be sometimes-- but he thought God would be mad if he tried Floyd \| to fly on his own. So Lucca helped him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about lucca"
Floyd \| "Lucky Lucca!" Drogo exclaims. "He gets the heat, and we get the cold. Floyd \| Maybe I should murder someone too!" He grins, but not as laughingly Floyd \| as you would hope. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about murder"
Floyd \| "What happened, Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, the way I see it is that Matteo wanted to fly, but God said Floyd \| 'No, Matteo. Flying is for birds. You are not a bird, and shouldn't Floyd \| wish to be.'" Drogo starts. "Matteo was not happy with that --you know Floyd \| how he can be sometimes-- but he thought God would be mad if he tried Floyd \| to fly on his own. So Lucca helped him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo's corpse lies upon the ground, the blood freezing to Floyd \| his face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "grin at drogo"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray for drogo"
Floyd \| You say a few hollow words. They dry and crumble in your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| "Sweet dreams, father!" Drogo calls out to you as he disappears into Floyd \| the black. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "eat words"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x me"
Floyd \| You're not the man you were a few days ago. Your skin hangs as sallow Floyd \| drapes around your jaw: your hands are emaciated. Your frock billows Floyd \| about you; it is difficult to find any flesh within. A scratch lines Floyd \| your arm from wrist to elbow; it is only a strip of dried blood now. Floyd \| Floyd \| Running your hand across your neck, you find a small lump hidden Floyd \| within the folds of skin. It is tender. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lump"
Floyd \| There is nothing you can do with it. It is a part of you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ew."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "press lump"
Floyd \| There is nothing you can do with it. It is a part of you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Do we want to talk to anyone?"
		cyberskunk says, "Belltower? i forget if anything changes there"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo's corpse lies upon the ground, the blood freezing to Floyd \| his face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| You are sure that other things exist, but for now all there is is Floyd \| Matteo lying on the ground below. From here, he could easily be alive. Floyd \| He smiles at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| No, not a smile: a sneer. He is laughing at you. Laughing because you Floyd \| are still trapped. He was always laughing. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "laugh"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ring bell"
Floyd \| (the bell) Floyd \| The bell clangs and stings your ears. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo's corpse lies upon the ground, the blood freezing to Floyd \| his face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search corpse"
Floyd \| You dig through the folds of his frock and find a wrinkled note. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x note"
Floyd \| Written in a slothful scrawl: Floyd \| Floyd \| Sext Floyd \| Floyd \| I would normally write in my journal, but in my increasing paranoia, I Floyd \| have hidden it. Now, I kick myself as it seems so far away. Everything Floyd \| is so far away: such a burden. Lucca has been pestering me to tell him Floyd \| what I know, but I can't. It burdens me so; I cannot do that to Floyd \| someone so pure. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| Floyd \| I can take it no more. I don't care if I burn for eternity, I must Floyd \| leave this place. The Devil walks Saint Cuthbert's in the hearts and Floyd \| minds of my brothers: in me. Floyd \| Floyd \| I'm sorry, Lucca. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Gunther has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take note"
Floyd \| You already have that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Uncomfortable looking pews part before you, leading up to the chancel Floyd \| in the north. High above, dipping in and out of shadow, is the Floyd \| ceiling: the frescoes dance in the flicker of candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Shrinking into the back of the chancel is a wooden cross. It does not Floyd \| tower, only sit. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile sadly at you from their glass houses. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font slouches towards the base of the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I like how everything has changed."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x font"
Floyd \| The bronze is dim: hints of green and grey creep from the water and Floyd \| slide to the base. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cross"
Floyd \| The cross stands tall upon the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| You have spent many a solemn Mass up here, gazing out unto a sea of Floyd \| your brethren. Now, all you see is a sea of empty pews to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Shrinking into the back of the chancel is a wooden cross. It does not Floyd \| tower, only sit. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile sadly at you from their glass houses. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dry, dusty case holds Saint Cuthbert's corpse. The dust sticks to Floyd \| your damp skin, and the smell dries your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern sits with the Bible atop it. The Bible sinks away from Floyd \| your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read bible"
Floyd \| Ecclesiastes 9:3 Floyd \| Floyd \| "This is an evil among all things that are done under the sun, that Floyd \| there is one event unto all: yea, also the heart of the sons of men is Floyd \| full of evil, and madness is in their heart while they live, and after Floyd \| that they go to the dead." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take bible"
Floyd \| It is bolted, by chain, to the lectern. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x chain"
Floyd \| That holds little interest for you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Uncomfortable looking pews part before you, leading up to the chancel Floyd \| in the north. High above, dipping in and out of shadow, is the Floyd \| ceiling: the frescoes dance in the flicker of candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Shrinking into the back of the chancel is a wooden cross. It does not Floyd \| tower, only sit. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile sadly at you from their glass houses. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font slouches towards the base of the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Should we show the note to someone?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. He has spent Floyd \| so much time in the infirmary of late, taking care of the sick. He is Floyd \| a braver man than you. A bed is pushed up against one wall, opposite Floyd \| the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius sits upon his bed, preparing to go to sleep. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "he deserved to die. spent all his time sexting"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "Do you believe that Lucca did it?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I don't know," he replies calmly. "But it's best to be safe. I never Floyd \| would have thought Lucca could've had it in him, but these trying Floyd \| times make demons of us all." He glances at you pointedly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show note to ignatius"
Floyd \| Better keep this to yourself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ah."
		Binder narrows his eyes at cyberskunk
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about demons"
Floyd \| "I am busy right now, father." He replies abruptly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Because we wouldn't want to prevent an innocent monk from being condemned for a murder he did not commit."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about satan"
Floyd \| "I am busy right now, father." He replies abruptly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask ignatius about god"
Floyd \| "I am busy right now, father." He replies abruptly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "What do you mean?" Floyd \| Floyd \| He thinks for a moment, and looks to the ceiling. "It's just that in Floyd \| these times we can sometimes find ourselves doing things we never Floyd \| thought we had in us." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "Like what?" Floyd \| Floyd \| His shoulders tighten. "If it's all the same to you, father," he says, Floyd \| straightening out his bed. "I think I would like to get some sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "If it's all the same to you, father," he says, straightening out his Floyd \| bed. "I think I would like to get some sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Gonna chat briefly with the others."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| It's not like you saw Matteo in here much; he was always in the tower. Floyd \| Still, it feels empty knowing he's gone. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Go for it"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh right. Dead."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lift stone"
Floyd \| You pry at the stone, but your fingers accomplish little besides Floyd \| bleeding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x blood"
Floyd \| The stone looks the same as them all, except for the liberal amounts Floyd \| of blood drying in to the cracks. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo's Room Floyd \| He seems to have made himself right at home. The room smells of Floyd \| animals and sweat; scratches adorn the bed and lead out the door to Floyd \| the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A smell lingers here: a sour smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin goes about preparing himself for bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| A skinned rabbit sits on the floor, its muscles shimmering in the Floyd \| light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x rabbit"
Floyd \| Sinews and muscles bound together in a shining lump. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take rabbit"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "Do you really believe that Lucca could have done it?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Of course I do," he says angrily, the rage returning to his eyes. "We Floyd \| found him next to the body, mumbling 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry,' over and Floyd \| over again." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "But it's Lucca," you retort. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I know that!" he snarls. "But he's different now. He must have Floyd \| snapped under all of this." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "Get out, father," he growls, "I want to sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "Get out, father," he growls, "I want to sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take knife"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take tools"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Now we have rabbit guts to do some intestinomancy."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can hear Lucca gibber softly beyond the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "About the murder, Lucca..." you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "What murder?" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "You remember, Lucca; Matteo was thrown from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| "No he wasn't." Lucca responds, incredulous. "He must have jumped." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why did Matteo jump?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| A long, heavy silence. "Because he was smart." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why was Matteo smart to jump?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Because he knew what was happening here, at Saint Cuthbert's." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "What did he know was happening?" Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca chuckles. "Well if I knew that, I probably would have jumped Floyd \| too." Floyd \| Floyd \| A rather violent cough shakes your body. Mucus cakes your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Please, father," he sighs. "I just want to be alone." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| (opening the calefactory door) Floyd \| Constantin has put a lock on the door. It is sturdy. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe we only have one lock, andit came from the cellar ;)"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I doubt it, though."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "scratch lump"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to scratch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| A rather violent cough shakes your body. Mucus cakes your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cellar"
Floyd \| A hatch sits in the floor with a large, steel lock upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Touchy arrives, full of funk, but no fun.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Firion asks, "Is this still Vespers?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Touchy asks, "what are you guys playing?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yup"
		Touchy says, "ah"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sobs gently, head in her hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "time"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "How did you know that that would happen? Who are you? Why did you Floyd \| come?" The questions come faster than the words. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Calm down, father," she says, laying a hand on your wrist. It warms Floyd \| to the touch and spreads life and joy and peace through your body. "I Floyd \| am here to help. My name is Cecilia" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show scratch to girl"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show arm to girl"
Floyd \| (first taking the cut) Floyd \| That seems to be a part of the (misc_shadow). Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show note to girl"
Floyd \| Better keep this to yourself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "God sent me, but I am weak. My strength depends on the faithful, and Floyd \| your brethren have lost their way. Even now they conspire against you. Floyd \| And me." She casts a frightened glance towards the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please pray to me, father, when you go to bed. I need your strength Floyd \| in the midst of this wickedness." Floyd \| Floyd \| A rather violent cough shakes your body. Mucus cakes your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Touchy asks, "vespers was that the one with the monks that they wanted to turn 3d?"
		Lionheart asks, "They did, really?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "[LINK]"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "fb20"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You can talk directly to her. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "Go now, father," she says, turning over in your blanket. "Sleep." She Floyd \| casts once last look at you before closing her eyes. "But be careful, Floyd \| there are many that intend you harm here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| A rather violent cough shakes your body. Mucus cakes your nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Pushed up against the wall on one side is the desk, its surface Floyd \| sagging slightly in the middle. The dampness is taking its toll. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your bed calls to you from the side of the room. Her song is sweet, Floyd \| but it sings of treachery. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "What is up with all the 3D - ah, a link."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| (first closing the door) Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| Nothing. You cannot feel him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray for girl"
Floyd \| She isn't here: in body, at least. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Sleep?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to girl"
Floyd \| The moment the words cross your lips, a soft glow spreads throughout Floyd \| the room. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I am here, father. Thank you for your strength; it helps me. But be Floyd \| careful, there are many who intend you harm here. Sleep wisely, Floyd \| father. We will speak in the morning." Floyd \| Floyd \| Her words drift off into the night, and you feel alone once more. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Touchy asks, "Well, is this long? How long have you been playing? 1.5h? Will you play another?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "3.5 hours"
		Touchy says, "oh...nvm then"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You lay your head down on the cold, hard bed and drift off to sleep Floyd \| faster than you expected. Floyd \| Floyd \| A few hours later, you are awoken by a strange scuffling sound Floyd \| outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Great."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| The moment you remove the desk's weight from the door, the door flies Floyd \| open, and a cowled figure leaps into the room. Although it is dark, Floyd \| you can see the glinting of the knife more clearly than anything you Floyd \| have ever seen. Fitting, as it is the last thing you do see before it Floyd \| slides across your throat. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >		cyberskunk exclaims, "yay!"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| The moment you remove the desk's weight from the door, the door flies Floyd \| open, and a cowled figure leaps into the room. Although it is dark, Floyd \| you can see the glinting of the knife more clearly than anything you Floyd \| have ever seen. Fitting, as it is the last thing you do see before it Floyd \| slides across your throat. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| It sounds as through someone is trying force your door open quietly. Floyd \| The desk holds them back. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "hide under bed"
Floyd \| You hide beneath your bed, and pray to see morning's light. Floyd \| Floyd \|
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day Two Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
Lionheart pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Returning to your cold bed, you sleep until morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| You awake to the sound of a sharp pounding at your door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Father!" Constantin's growl is clear. "Wake up, Lucca has escaped!" Floyd \| Floyd \| Morning light streams through the window, but it is a cold, heavy Floyd \| light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "."
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "'And he was delicious!'"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "push desk"
Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| Constantin waits impatiently for you in the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Hurry up, father!" Another knock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x constantin"
Floyd \| He's in the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| (opening the bedroom door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin stands impatiently, face flushed. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia watches from her doorway. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "It's about time. Come with me." He grumbles as he stomps off to the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "follow constantin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Emergency betatesting in another window. I am watching the mud out of the corner of my eye, but might not notice if, say, Perry drops like he did last week. If you whisper to me, I will definitely notice that, though (whisper, not page). So please scream by whispering if you need me."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Lucca didn't escape," she whispers to you. Her breath is soft on your Floyd \| ear. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "No, go with Constantin," she says, returning to the locutory. "I will Floyd \| tell you soon enough." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "youre breaking my heart"
		cyberskunk says, "your shaking my confidence daily"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| "See," he shouts, pointing aggressively to a gaping hole where the Floyd \| lock used to be. "The bastard kicked it out from inside." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x hole"
Floyd \| The broken boards are smashed inwards and there are no splinters on Floyd \| this side. A slight hint of red sparkles on the wood. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin starts mumbling curses under his breath as he pulls some Floyd \| tools from his belt and begins repairing the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about hole"
Floyd \| "I'm trying to work," he growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about hole"
Floyd \| "I'm trying to work," he growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "What makes you think he escaped?" you ask, running your hand over the Floyd \| door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Because the door's broken, you idiot!" he shouts, his face burning. Floyd \| "No one else would want that murderer walking Saint Cuthbert's." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "But..." you try. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Just shut up, father, and leave me to my work." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin"
Floyd \| "I'm trying to work," he growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x tools"
Floyd \| A hammer. Some nails. Constantin usually carries them everywhere. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x door"
Floyd \| The broken boards are smashed inwards and there are no splinters on Floyd \| this side. A slight hint of red sparkles on the wood. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x blood"
Floyd \| The broken boards are smashed inwards and there are no splinters on Floyd \| this side. A slight hint of red sparkles on the wood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x red"
Floyd \| The broken boards are smashed inwards and there are no splinters on Floyd \| this side. A slight hint of red sparkles on the wood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Fang arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| The door is jammed and broken now; it does not open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to constantin about splinters"
Floyd \| "I'm trying to work," he growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x hammer"
Floyd \| A hammer. Some nails. Constantin usually carries them everywhere. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take hammer"
Floyd \| Constantin strikes your hand, hard, with the hammer. "Touch them Floyd \| again, and it will be your head," he growls without even glancing Floyd \| towards you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell constantin about clue"
Floyd \| "I'm trying to work," he growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take hammer"
Floyd \| Before you can react, Constantin slams the hammer into the side of Floyd \| your skull. A crack. A few stars. A gibbered apology and hot breath in Floyd \| your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Then darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "get nail"
Floyd \| Before you can react, Constantin slams the hammer into the side of Floyd \| your skull. A crack. A few stars. A gibbered apology and hot breath in Floyd \| your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Then darkness. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "someone has some hoarding issues"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "open door"
Floyd \| The door is jammed and broken now; it does not open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "look through hole"
Floyd \| Looking through the hole, you can see little. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "This place has gotten so dangerous so quickly"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| The door is jammed and broken now; it does not open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "i know i thought it would be safer if we were older than 14"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "look under door"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe we can throw some extra eyes through the hole~"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kick door"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Ahaha"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe we should talk to Cecila."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin goes about repairing the door, hands moving swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, ">Tell constantin there's a spare lock in the kitchen he could use"
Johnny does like justice, but that's taking it a bit far.		genericgeekgirl says, "Hee"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Oh, btw. About that cellar. You promised.. Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask constantin about cellar"
Floyd \| "What?" he startles. "I'll get around to taking the lock off. There's Floyd \| no food left down there anyway." His eyes darken as they meet yours. Floyd \| "There's no reason to go down there anymore." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "You'll just scuff up the pentagrams on the floor anyway"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show hare to constantin"
Floyd \| Constantin is unimpressed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat hare"
Floyd \| The blood is still warm. It stains your lips and soothes your hunger. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny arrives, full of fun and funk.		Lionheart says, "I shouldn't play IF hungry."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| You can go only northwest, southeast, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| You see Drogo strolling past to the south before he catches sight of Floyd \| you and waves. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Father!" Drogo squeals, skipping towards you. "I was just about to Floyd \| come find you. You must come with me! It is so beautiful!" He says, Floyd \| grabbing you by the arm and tugging you towards the church. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Awesome."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "refuse"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins widely as he drags you up to the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come, father." His eyes glow with childlike enthusiasm, but his grip Floyd \| is of steel. "We are almost there!" Floyd \| Floyd \| Something is different at the far end of the chancel. Is it? Floyd \| Floyd \| Good Lord. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "This can only end well."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hit drogo"
Floyd \| That would be difficult with Drogo dragging you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| Was your time wasted up here? Was it all for naught? As you look to Floyd \| the empty pews to the south, you wonder how it has helped anyone. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo stands proudly and looks to you for approval, his grin Floyd \| tentative. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Look, father!" he says, dragging you before the cross. "I made it all Floyd \| by myself." Floyd \| Floyd \| Looking up, you see what Drogo was so excited about. Matteo dangles Floyd \| crucified from the cross, vicious holes in his hands and feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, father. Isn't it beautiful?" Drogo stands, gripping your wrist Floyd \| tightly and nodding proudly to himself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| Matteo's corpse dangles from the cross. The wounds in his head, hands, Floyd \| and feet sparkle with crystals of frozen blood, and his eyes stare Floyd \| through you to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Jesus always looked so beautiful on the cross. Matteo just looks dead. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x drogo"
Floyd \| His hair is pasted to his forehead with sweat. His eyes are wild and Floyd \| bloodshot. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo strokes his chin thoughtfully. "Hmmm. But it needs something." Floyd \| He looks confused for a moment, before flinging a hand in the air with Floyd \| a satisfied whistle. "And I know exactly what!" Floyd \| Floyd \| Before you can move, he sprints out of the church. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "RUN AWAY."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x saints"
Floyd \| Dim stained glass windows block out the light but not the cold. They Floyd \| hold back Saint Francis of Assisi, Medard of Noyon, Drausinus, and Floyd \| Cuthbert. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert leans proudly upon his staff even though he appears Floyd \| stricken with illness. A dog licks at his leg, soothing the blister Floyd \| upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf19"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| Was your time wasted up here? Was it all for naught? As you look to Floyd \| the empty pews to the south, you wonder how it has helped anyone. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert sinks in his tomb, rot creeping in from his Floyd \| extremities. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern is weak and brittle, barely able to support the weight of Floyd \| the massive tome upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| His skin is blotched and discolored, and his hair drops from a Floyd \| shriveled scalp. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x bible"
Floyd \| The Bible's pages are curled and brittle. Splits and cracks creep Floyd \| through the urine-colored pages. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read bible"
Floyd \| You stare at the pages like you have so many times, but you cannot Floyd \| focus. The words spin and slide away from your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Tell Constantin? Or talk to Cecilia, or .. ?"
		TheXenographer says, "It seems like not many people are around anymore."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin goes about repairing the door, hands moving swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell constantin about matteo"
Floyd \| "Damn Lucca. He'll burn in Hell for what he did." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell constantin about drogo"
Floyd \| "Drogo crucified Matteo." Your words are flat, lifeless. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damnit," he slams the hammer extra hard, and turns to you. "Why did Floyd \| you let him out?" he massages the hammer gently. "Well, you deal with Floyd \| him, because if he comes around here, I can't guarantee his safety." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Let him out. OF WHAT?"
		TheXenographer says, "And I've played this game through enough times to get all the endings and recently enough that I remember it pretty well"
		TheXenographer says, "So I'm trying to stay out of things."
		genericgeekgirl nods.
		Lionheart says, "These NPCs keep referring to actions that have not yet been performed. :)"
		Lionheart (
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, but in this case.. it's not like there was any other path. Constantin brought us here, we left, and were immediately dragged off by Drogo."
		genericgeekgirl says, "So I feel like there wasn't a chance for Drogo to get locked up for something else."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| She closes her eyes. "I cannot hear much. God's voice is weak in this Floyd \| place. But I know Lucca did not escape. At least, not on his own." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell cecilia about drogo"
Floyd \| "Watch him closely, he is not as mad as he appears." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell cecilia about matteo"
Floyd \| "He died as he lived, in sin." Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell cecilia about lucca"
Floyd \| "He did not escape: someone freed him." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ask cecilia about me"
Floyd \| "I am here to help you; no one else can." Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf20"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| (opening the outside door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| A lone white dove flies off into the morning sun. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x dove"
Floyd \| The dove is gone. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "How long is this? Are there many more days?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x footsteps"
Floyd \| There are two sets: one that goes both in and out, and another that Floyd \| only goes out. Mingled among them is a strange pattern in the snow. It Floyd \| looks as though someone was using two hot pokers as walking sticks, Floyd \| one in each hand. The melted holes cut through the snow, revealing Floyd \| scorch marks on the dead grass beneath. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x dove"
Floyd \| The dove is gone. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "We haven't run out of monks yet."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Stables, then infimary?"
		Lionheart asks, "One or two down, four to go?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Or run away into the wild and get eaten by wolves."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| In the shadow of the stables, you can make things out a little more Floyd \| clearly. Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence: with Floyd \| their caretakers dead, the horses starved. The smell winds its way Floyd \| through your nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| path in the west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads Floyd \| up to the roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bale of hay sits just slightly more than neck's length from the Floyd \| horses' stalls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| The sweat of panic is a different kind of sweat. The maddened horses Floyd \| reek of it. The cold has staved off their rot somewhat, but even now, Floyd \| it creeps through the air. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x horses"
Floyd \| No. You were wrong. Not all the horses starved. Some tried to escape. Floyd \| The gates are mashed and torn, but none of the horses were strong Floyd \| enough to break out. Their hooves are bloody and raw: their heads soft Floyd \| with bruises. Floyd \| Floyd \| Wait. One still moves. She is sore and thin, but she lives. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x horse"
Floyd \| The horse stares at the bale of hay with wild eyes and scrapes at the Floyd \| ground with her hooves. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pet horse"
Floyd \| The horse whips her head at your touch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "oh jeez"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x horse's eyes"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push hay"
Floyd \| Nothing obvious happens. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take eyes"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, Ignatius's eye, Matteo's eyes, Lucca's eyes or Floyd \| Constantin's eyes? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x hay"
Floyd \| It is mouldy and damp, but it does not appear to be rotten. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take hay"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give hay to horse"
Floyd \| The horse hastily starts chomping at the hay. Within moments, the Floyd \| entire bale is gone. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to horse"
Floyd \| She whips her head and huffs at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pet nose"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pet horse"
Floyd \| The horse whips her head at your touch. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I hope there wasn't anything hidden in the hay that the horse just ate :("
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "howl"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "yes, I would love to play thi game in 3D. Please drop the dead horse on me. Right now"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to horse"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "Presumably it would have been revealed?"
		cyberskunk says, "going to code you an object you cant refuse"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I would hope so."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Grunting more than a little, you pull yourself up the ladder. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables (on the roof) Floyd \| The smell is even worse up here. Snow weighs on the roof, causing it Floyd \| to sink in the middle. Sometimes hay is stored up here in the summer: Floyd \| now, the roof barely supports the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x hay"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x roof"
Floyd \| The roof is rotten and layered heavily with snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search snow"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "push roof"
Floyd \| Perhaps many years ago, but you are far too weak now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x sink"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x horse"
Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x middle"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| Perhaps you should get down from the roof first. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You descend the ladder, the roof giving a sigh of relief as you do. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| You can't; she is trapped in her stall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "oen stall"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open stall"
Floyd \| The horse eyes you as you open her stall, but makes no move to leave. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth.
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "open stall"
Floyd \| Floyd \| > Floyd \| That's already open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| The moment you touch her, she goes wild. The last thing you see is a Floyd \| flurry of hooves before you are knocked to the ground and trampled. Floyd \| Floyd \| When they find you, you are little more than a bloody smear in the Floyd \| snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Nope."
		Lionheart says, "No escape that way"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Garden?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars block all paths Floyd \| but the one southwest, back to the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo slashes wildly at the briars with a dull machete. Floyd \| Floyd \| A low chorus of growls rises from the briars, singing with the swing Floyd \| of Drogo's blade. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh no."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf21"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars block all paths Floyd \| but the one southwest, back to the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo slashes wildly at the briars with a dull machete. Floyd \| Floyd \| A low chorus of growls rises from the briars, singing with the swing Floyd \| of Drogo's blade. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The wind. Nothing more. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x briars"
Floyd \| The briars tumble over themselves in a frantic race to overtake the Floyd \| garden. They are all winning: the garden is overrun. Floyd \| Floyd \| Flashes of yellow dart about in the darkness. Eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x eyes"
Floyd \| The briars tumble over themselves in a frantic race to overtake the Floyd \| garden. They are all winning: the garden is overrun. Floyd \| Floyd \| Flashes of yellow dart about in the darkness. Eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take eyes"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "growl"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to wolves"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to eyes"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "enter briars"
Floyd \| Ouch! Winter rot has done nothing to dull their thorns. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| The cold flies up your nose like needles: you smell nothing unusual. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "take growl"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x machete"
Floyd \| It is dull, but Drogo's fury makes its work easy. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pet wolves"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell briars"
Floyd \| The cold flies up your nose like needles: you smell nothing unusual. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "What are you doing, Drogo?" You ask, almost afraid of the answer. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo needs something else. Something more," he says, going back to Floyd \| the briars. "You'll see. It'll be perfect." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Crown.."
		cyberskunk says, "of thorns"
		Lionheart nods.
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk"
Floyd \| (Drogo) Floyd \| "Shhh, father. I need to find the perfect one." Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask drogo about wolf"
Floyd \| "My dear friends. So much better than humans." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take machete"
Floyd \| "No!" he squeals, drawing back. "It's mine! All mine!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask wolf about drogo"
Floyd \| You can only do that to something animate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "That makes more sense about why garden meant wolves earlier. I meant the other garden."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "throw hare in briars"
Floyd \| Those can't contain things. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "give hare to eyes"
Floyd \| You can only do that to something animate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give hare to drogo"
Floyd \| Charity is a virtue, but Drogo isn't interested. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kick wolf"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pet drogo"
Floyd \| That wouldn't do any good. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x drogo's eyes"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill wolf"
Floyd \| They burn with passion. No, desperation. Floyd \| Floyd \| > Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take drogo's eyes"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give drogo's eyes to wolf"
Floyd \| You can only do that to something animate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat wolf"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "eat wolf"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I'm sure glad we got Matteo's eyes before he killed himself."
		cyberskunk says, "oh we havent taken cecilias eyes yet"
		genericgeekgirl says, "We can't."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Even awake."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Infirmary?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take my eyes"
Floyd \| A growl is the only response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I hope they don't eat the horse."
		Lionheart says, "Well, I feel less sense of danger here now."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars block all paths Floyd \| but the one southwest, back to the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo slashes wildly at the briars with a dull machete. Floyd \| Floyd \| A low chorus of growls rises from the briars, singing with the swing Floyd \| of Drogo's blade. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x stalks"
Floyd \| Once upon a time, this was food. Now the rot has taken its hold. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take stalks"
Floyd \| The blackened stalk crumbles in your hand. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x briars"
Floyd \| The briars tumble over themselves in a frantic race to overtake the Floyd \| garden. They are all winning: the garden is overrun. Floyd \| Floyd \| Flashes of yellow dart about in the darkness. Eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "moving on"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father. I need to find the perfect one." Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell drogo about eyes"
Floyd \| "My dear friends. So much better than humans." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "Shhh, father. I need to find the perfect one." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "enter stall"
Floyd \| There is no reason to. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "feed hare to horse"
Floyd \| Charity is a virtue, but the horse isn't interested. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "talk to horse"
Floyd \| She whips her head and huffs at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "whisper to horse"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Lightning has torn through the gate, leaving only dark, broken rocks Floyd \| in its place. Black scorch marks twist their way through the rubble: Floyd \| stone crumbs are all that remain in some places. The snow is caked in Floyd \| soot: usually it would be lined with many footsteps, now only a few Floyd \| disturb the inky darkness. The snow covered path winds its way back Floyd \| north to the monastery and south towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A series of strange mounds line the southern side of where the gate Floyd \| used to be. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x gate"
Floyd \| It is only a heap of stones now. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x mounds"
Floyd \| They are misshapen: uneven. You cannot tell what they are beneath the Floyd \| snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "dig mound"
Floyd \| Shoveling through the snow with frostbitten hands, you eventually Floyd \| strike a rock. Floyd \| Floyd \| No. Not a rock. You push back the rest of the snow to uncover the icy, Floyd \| stone-hard face of a young woman. She has only two colors: black and Floyd \| white. Plague colors. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x woman"
Floyd \| Dozens of bodies line the wall: the villagers of Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take woman"
Floyd \| The bodies are frozen together in a heap of flesh and ice. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x rubble"
Floyd \| It is only a heap of stones now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x footsteps"
Floyd \| There are two sets: one that goes both in and out, and another that Floyd \| only goes out. Mingled among them is a strange pattern in the snow. It Floyd \| looks as though someone was using two hot pokers as walking sticks, Floyd \| one in each hand. The melted holes cut through the snow, revealing Floyd \| scorch marks on the dead grass beneath. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The fallen snow is too thick. You would not make it far on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| (opening the infirmary door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Infirmary Floyd \| The smell is bad, although not as bad as you had expected it to be: Floyd \| Constantin must be keeping up with dealing with the dead. Empty, Floyd \| vomit-stained beds lie haphazardly about the room. Buckets overflow Floyd \| with human filth: the plague soon overtook those caring for the sick. Floyd \| The air is heavy with disease. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| Blood, vomit, and feces: the Trinity of the plague. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "beds"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x buckets"
Floyd \| Vomit and human filth rise over the sides of the buckets and spill to Floyd \| the floor. The smell is unimaginable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "dump bucket"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take bucket"
Floyd \| No, they are disgusting. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cemetery Floyd \| The wind whips its way through the tombstones, whistling a harsh tune. Floyd \| The air is crisp and clean, the smell of corpses is nowhere to be Floyd \| found. In a section off from the established cemetary, row upon row of Floyd \| makeshift crosses stand: plague victims. The path winds its way back Floyd \| to the infirmary in the southeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x tombstones"
Floyd \| The inscriptions have long since worn away from the elements: dozens Floyd \| of nameless souls lie beneath. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| You tear into the snow with your hands, struggling to hold onto your Floyd \| fingers in the cold. Eventually, you strike the soil. Clearing a Floyd \| little patch, you find the soil undisturbed. You try another hole. Floyd \| Same thing. Nothing has disturbed the ground in quite some time. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| There is nothing to find. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x crosses"
Floyd \| Little more than two branches tied together, each of the crosses bears Floyd \| a faint scratch: the name of the brother that lies beneath. The Floyd \| scratches are so faint and Constantin's scrawl so shaky that they are Floyd \| illegible. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk exclaims, "cellllllar!"
		cyberskunk says, "not yet"
		Lionheart says, "Okay, I guess we can be assured that it's not zombies then."
		cyberskunk says, "or vampires"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "its a twofer"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "west"
Floyd \| You can go only east, northwest or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Infirmary Floyd \| The smell is bad, although not as bad as you had expected it to be: Floyd \| Constantin must be keeping up with dealing with the dead. Empty, Floyd \| vomit-stained beds lie haphazardly about the room. Buckets overflow Floyd \| with human filth: the plague soon overtook those caring for the sick. Floyd \| The air is heavy with disease. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x beds"
Floyd \| The beds lay strewn about the room. Far more are packed in here than Floyd \| usual. Most of the brothers were brought with their own beds from the Floyd \| dormitory. Soon, the infirmary housed as many as the dormitory. The Floyd \| patterns of vomit are grotesque outlines of human bodies. Floyd \| Floyd \| Within some of the outlines of vomit, you see strange, brownish-red Floyd \| marks. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x marks"
Floyd \| Looking closely, you recognize the telltale patina of dried blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x blood"
Floyd \| Looking closely, you recognize the telltale patina of dried blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "look under bed"
Floyd \| Mould creeps from the blackness, but you find nothing else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x marks"
Floyd \| Looking closely, you recognize the telltale patina of dried blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take blood"
Floyd \| They're hardly portable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "count beds"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x door"
Floyd \| The door creaks on its hinges as it sways back and forth in a draft. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk asks, "girl?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "oh ignatius might be near the kitchen i guess"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take cecilia's eyes"
Floyd \| "Go, find Lucca," she says, pointing to the door. "If you are in Floyd \| trouble, pray to me. I will do whatever I can to help." Floyd \| Floyd \| > Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x cecilia's eyes"
Floyd \| Blue. Like icewater. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Well, ok."
		Lionheart says, "Our collection is complete"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \|
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "juggle eyes"
Floyd \| > Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x hatch"
Floyd \| A hatch sits in the floor with a large, steel lock upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x cellar"
Floyd \| A hatch sits in the floor with a large, steel lock upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You can go only south, east, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scratchings"
Floyd \| At first it looks random, but upon closer inspection it appears to a Floyd \| picture. It cuts deep: two intersecting lines surrounded by jagged Floyd \| grooves. A cross. Fire. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I thought they might change."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Can we set the crucifix on fire?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "ok so its lucca he would either go for the box in matteos room or something except someone else broke him out"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "we should ask drogo or ignatius about it"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| He always had so many secrets. You knew it would kill him one day, but Floyd \| not Lucca. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ok"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. He has spent Floyd \| so much time in the infirmary of late, taking care of the sick. He is Floyd \| a braver man than you. A bed is pushed up against one wall, opposite Floyd \| the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "going to try the belltower"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| The snow below is dark and broken. Yet all around is pristine. It is Floyd \| clean. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Wait."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "jump"
Floyd \| Closing your eyes, you step from the edge. The wind whistles about Floyd \| you, but you cannot hear it. Floyd \| Floyd \| Hell has a special place for those who commit suicide. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ok."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only northeast, southwest, up or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| The snow below is dark and broken. Yet all around is pristine. It is Floyd \| clean. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light fire"
Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x francis"
Floyd \| Saint Francis stands: birds on his shoulders and wolves at his feet. Floyd \| His face is calm. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert leans proudly upon his staff even though he appears Floyd \| stricken with illness. A dog licks at his leg, soothing the blister Floyd \| upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to mary"
Floyd \| A sob is all you hear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to god"
Floyd \| Your head splits, his voice drips through you like oil. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to jesus"
Floyd \| Your head splits, his voice drips through you like oil. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| There's something odd about the cross. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x cross"
Floyd \| There's something odd about the cross. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "In case of emergency, break glass?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "search cross"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "search mattero"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "search matteo"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| Was your time wasted up here? Was it all for naught? As you look to Floyd \| the empty pews to the south, you wonder how it has helped anyone. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert sinks in his tomb, rot creeping in from his Floyd \| extremities. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern is weak and brittle, barely able to support the weight of Floyd \| the massive tome upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "You can't see it from back there."
		Lionheart asks, "Other than having a corpse on it?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x matteo"
Floyd \| Matteo's corpse dangles from the cross. The wounds in his head, hands, Floyd \| and feet sparkle with crystals of frozen blood, and his eyes stare Floyd \| through you to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Jesus always looked so beautiful on the cross. Matteo just looks dead. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x cross"
Floyd \| Matteo's corpse dangles from the cross. The wounds in his head, hands, Floyd \| and feet sparkle with crystals of frozen blood, and his eyes stare Floyd \| through you to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Jesus always looked so beautiful on the cross. Matteo just looks dead. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "take matteo"
Floyd \| Drogo secured him well. Flesh and wood are one. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to matteo"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "break cuthbert"
Floyd \| The slam of your fist shatters the glass, sending it cascading over Floyd \| the Saint's body. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x body"
Floyd \| His skin is blotched and discolored, and his hair drops from a Floyd \| shriveled scalp. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take body"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat cuthbert"
Floyd \| You dig your teeth into his flesh. It yields like butter, but it Floyd \| burns. Burns your teeth. Burns your throat. It settles in your stomach Floyd \| and burns there too. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x francis"
Floyd \| Saint Francis stands: birds on his shoulders and wolves at his feet. Floyd \| His face is calm. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to mary"
Floyd \| A sob is all you hear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to god"
Floyd \| Your head splits, his voice drips through you like oil. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Hm, same response for preserved and rotten Cuthbert."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| His skin is blotched and discolored, and his hair drops from a Floyd \| shriveled scalp. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x lucca's eyes"
Floyd \| Pools of sorrow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x matteo's eyes"
Floyd \| They sink into his skull. His eyelids can barely be bothered to remain Floyd \| open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Johnny says (to Floyd), "x constantin's eyes"
Floyd \| White globes crossed by red rivers. They twitch and jitter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| Was your time wasted up here? Was it all for naught? As you look to Floyd \| the empty pews to the south, you wonder how it has helped anyone. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| Saint Cuthbert sinks in his tomb, rot creeping in from his Floyd \| extremities. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern is weak and brittle, barely able to support the weight of Floyd \| the massive tome upon it. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "i assume we dont want to eat the saints"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cuthbert"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "break lectern"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "eat assisi"
Floyd \| He is too high. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "How are things going?"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pray to francis"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Saint Francis. Floyd \| Floyd \| If he heard, he is not responding. Not now, at least. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl merely laughs in response.
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat satan"
Floyd \| He is too high. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x font"
Floyd \| The font is cracked and tarnished. Grey-green streaks blossom from the Floyd \| water and twist their way down. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "touch water"
Floyd \| It is warm: the same temperature as your skin. You can barely feel it, Floyd \| except for the itchy, slimy feeling it leaves on your fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "not burning yet"
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "drink water"
Floyd \| It is sour and bitter. It does nothing to soothe your thirst. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says, "I'm only half-watching; I arrived too late to really follow what's happening."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x fresco"
Floyd \| Through the murky shadows, the frescoes are barely visible. The Fallen Floyd \| are overrunning the angels, climbing through holes in the ground and Floyd \| spreading across the Earth. An angel's eyes meet yours and do not Floyd \| break. He is coming. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says (to DW), "Surely you have played this."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "x angel's eyes"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "Actually, only a small part of it."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Checking our room, and then I have an idea."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and		Lionheart says, "BUrn the cross? I suppose Drogo's engraving could have been hinting toward that"
Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I tried lighting a fire."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Cold, heavy light slides in through the window and creeps along the Floyd \| floor out the door to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Even in the sunlight, the desk looks tired. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bed, cold and harsh, no longer welcomes you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW says (to Jacqueline), "They seem to be collecting eyes and finding various ways to die. The usual."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only west or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look down with cold eyes. It is not pity. Something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Argh, wrong way."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| (opening the outside door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The fallen snow is too thick. You would not make it far on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x horse"
Floyd \| Her hunger satiated, the horse eyes you skittishly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Violent coughs spew from your lungs. You wipe a small spattering of Floyd \| blood from your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| The moment you touch her, she goes wild. The last thing you see is a Floyd \| flurry of hooves before you are knocked to the ground and trampled. Floyd \| Floyd \| When they find you, you are little more than a bloody smear in the Floyd \| snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| Your eyes close, and you begin your prayer. A warm wave washes in from Floyd \| your extremities, soothing away the cold. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse's wild eyes suddenly fade and grow dull. She docilely Floyd \| saunters over and nuzzles against you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "u r smart"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| The stables aren't suitable for riding. Perhaps you should go Floyd \| somewhere more suitable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "pet horse"
Floyd \| The horse nuzzles up against you, eyes blank. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pet ohrse"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Oh, good idea"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "lead horse"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse nuzzles up against you, eyes blank. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| The horse trots along after you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| Perhaps you should go somewhere more suited to riding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The horse trots along after you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says, "f"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The fallen snow is too thick. You would not make it far on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| Climbing atop the horse, you drive your heels into her sides. She Floyd \| whinnies, but remains calm as she takes off to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| After what seems like hours, you reach a small creek. Or at least it Floyd \| used to be a small creek. The few hours of sunlight have melted the Floyd \| snow enough that it is now a raging torrent. Floyd \| Floyd \| River Floyd \| The sound is deafening as the river to the south crashes its way Floyd \| through jagged stones. White plumes of water explode off the rocks, Floyd \| soaking through your already damp frock. Floyd \| Floyd \| The tracks end here in a bloody stain upon the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x stain"
Floyd \| The tracks, orderly one-two steps before, are now a tangled mash Floyd \| leading into the river. The snow is dirty and soaked with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x tracks"
Floyd \| The tracks, orderly one-two steps before, are now a tangled mash Floyd \| leading into the river. The snow is dirty and soaked with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x river"
Floyd \| White and blue. Its wrath is awe-inspiring. The river tears at the Floyd \| rocks, and its roar tears at your ears. Floyd \| Floyd \| A little downstream is a sack filled with straw. No, not a sack: Floyd \| something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x sack"
Floyd \| The thing flaps in the water: it looks to be burlap with a shock of Floyd \| straw sprouting from the top. Getting a little closer, you see how Floyd \| wrong you were. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca. His mouth is agape: frozen. Blood wells up from inside and Floyd \| mingles with the water as it flows by, adding a little color to the Floyd \| white and blue. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take lucca"
Floyd \| Careful not to slip, you drag Lucca up the bank. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lucca"
Floyd \| You touch the body briefly and feel his bones ground to meal inside. Floyd \| He is soft and bruised from the fury of the water. But the deep, sharp Floyd \| wound in his back looks more like a knife wound than anything done by Floyd \| nature. Oh, Lucca. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x wound"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search lucca"
Floyd \| You touch the body briefly and feel his bones ground to meal inside. Floyd \| He is soft and bruised from the fury of the water. But the deep, sharp Floyd \| wound in his back looks more like a knife wound than anything done by Floyd \| nature. Oh, Lucca. Floyd \| Floyd \| Digging through his frock, you find a rough piece of paper. It is wet, Floyd \| but holds together as you pull it out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read paper"
Floyd \| On the front, written in ink: Floyd \| Floyd \| I have tried praying, but my thoughts still torment me. No one Floyd \| listens! So I will write. They always say God sees everything, but Floyd \| maybe he just doesn't hear everything. Floyd \| Floyd \| I don't know what to do. Matteo tells me something strange is going Floyd \| on, but he can't tell me what. No, he won't tell me what. He's afraid Floyd \| of endangering me. Or he doesn't care. I can't tell with him anymore. Floyd \| Floyd \| He doesn't care about anything anymore. Floyd \| Floyd \| He says not to trust anyone. I wonder if that applies to him as well. Floyd \| He has changed; he never kept secrets before. He says not to trust Floyd \| even the father. He says he has changed the most. Floyd \| Floyd \| And on the back, written in blood: Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo is dead. And he was right. Everyone has changed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take lucca"
Floyd \| There is nothing more you can do. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| River Floyd \| The sound is deafening as the river to the south crashes its way Floyd \| through jagged stones. White plumes of water explode off the rocks, Floyd \| soaking through your already damp frock. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse nuzzles up against you, eyes blank. Floyd \| Floyd \| The tracks end here in a bloody stain upon the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca's body rests in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "show lucca to horse"
Floyd \| (first taking Lucca) Floyd \| There is nothing more you can do. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hug horse"
Floyd \| You can't summon the will to perform the Pax. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "swim"
Floyd \| You attempt to swim across the river. At first, all is going well, Floyd \| until a large chunk of ice slams itself into your back. You flail, Floyd \| grabbing at anything that will hold you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Nothing does. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| River Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| There is nothing more to do, and so you climb back upon the horse, and Floyd \| urge her back to Saint Cuthbert's. Floyd \| Floyd \| Just as the monastery comes into view, a sound echoes throughout the Floyd \| hills. A crisp, clean sound. Rock on rock. Floyd \| Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| Still. The wind has all but stopped. Steep, white hills tower on both Floyd \| sides, blocking you in. The monastery looms in the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse nuzzles up against you, eyes blank. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The sound continues. It is difficult to place: with the echo, it could Floyd \| be anywhere. Floyd \| Floyd \| Glancing around, you find the source, a dark shape high on the hill Floyd \| amongst some rocks. It is moving. Floyd \| Floyd \| The sound gets louder. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Uhh."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf22"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x shape"
Floyd \| The figure moves rapidly. Black against white. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rumble turns to a roar. Waves of snow begin coasting down the hill Floyd \| in an avalanche. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse snaps out of its stupor, ears shooting up. Before you can Floyd \| move, she bolts off down the pass. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. Oh, no."
		genericgeekgirl says, "So glad I saved."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Trees are snapped like twigs, joining the slide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Waves of snow consume you, crushing the air from your lungs. You would Floyd \| fight, but the cold is so intense you cannot move. Floyd \| Floyd \| How can something so white look so black? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| You can go only north or up. Floyd \| Floyd \| Waves of snow consume you, crushing the air from your lungs. You would Floyd \| fight, but the cold is so intense you cannot move. Floyd \| Floyd \| How can something so white look so black? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf22"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| The sides are far too steep. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You run north a little ways, but it does little good. The avalanche Floyd \| still approaches. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rumble turns to a roar. Waves of snow begin coasting down the hill Floyd \| in an avalanche. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse snaps out of its stupor, ears shooting up. Before you can Floyd \| move, she bolts off down the pass. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| The words slip out of your mouth, and immediately, a gentle glow flows Floyd \| from your forehead all around. It washes away the cold and pain, Floyd \| leaving you bathed in warmth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Eventually, it subsides and you feel no different than you did before. Floyd \| Floyd \| Trees are snapped like twigs, joining the slide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Stupid horse."
		Lionheart says, "the horse was smarter than us"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I don't understand why it makes us get off the horse :("
		Lionheart says, "Perhaps we needed to ride it before it took off"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe praying helped somehow."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf22"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "Wait and see?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| Not wanting to find out what the noise is, you get back on the horse Floyd \| and urge her on to the monastery. Floyd \| Floyd \| The noise continues to grow. You look up and see the side of the Floyd \| mountain sliding down in a massive avalanche. You spur the horse on, Floyd \| but she isn't fast enough. Floyd \| Floyd \| The roar of the snow is not the last sound you hear. Who knew horses Floyd \| could scream? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| The words slip out of your mouth, and immediately, a gentle glow flows Floyd \| from your forehead all around. It washes away the cold and pain, Floyd \| leaving you bathed in warmth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Eventually, it subsides and you feel no different than you did before. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess yeah, wait."
		Lionheart says, "I guess that does not bode well for the horse on its own"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rumble turns to a roar. Waves of snow begin coasting down the hill Floyd \| in an avalanche. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse snaps out of its stupor, ears shooting up. Before you can Floyd \| move, she bolts off down the pass. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| You can go only north or up. Floyd \| Floyd \| Trees are snapped like twigs, joining the slide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| The sides are far too steep. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| The sides are far too steep. Floyd \| Floyd \| Just a few feet from your head, the wave of snow splits in two, Floyd \| passing to either side of you. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rush lasts only a few more seconds before dwindling, and when it Floyd \| stops, you are shaken but unharmed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| With the avalanche over and the horse gone, you have no choice but to Floyd \| make it back to the monastery on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| You don't know how long it takes. All you know is now the sky has Floyd \| clouded over, and drifts of snow make their way down from above. Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "eah, praying helped."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, rather."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The light is gentler now. No, not gentler: weaker. Clouds block the Floyd \| sun, making it easy to see the stable to the east in a field of white. Floyd \| The infirmary lies to the west while the gate is to the south. The Floyd \| monastery offers its hollow promises of warmth to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A faint, garbled sound rises from the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf23"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A shrill, bleating noise comes from the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "next playthrough, let's see if Satan is as responsive to prayers"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Haha"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A garbled bleat rises through the hole in the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x hole"
Floyd \| A hole no larger than a man has been cut through the briars, leading Floyd \| to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A garbled bleat rises through the hole in the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter hole"
Floyd \| Bowing your head through the brush, you enter a clearing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of		Jacqueline asks, "Didn't you already try that?"
Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the clearing, you see what the bleat was. A lamb, no more Floyd \| than a few weeks old, is tied to a branch, struggling frantically. He Floyd \| cries out in terror as a pack of wolves encroach from the briars. They Floyd \| are hungry and confused. Do they go for the small, easy meat? Or the Floyd \| larger, more difficult meat? Floyd \| Floyd \| Just then, a shout from the belltower draws your attention. "Yoohoo, Floyd \| father!" You look up to see Drogo waving happily. "You shouldn't have Floyd \| come: it's feeding time." -- he shrugs -- "Oh well. Either way, Floyd \| they'll get fed." With that, he disappears down the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says, "There are certainly entities you can pray to that you haven't yet."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Huh. I can't even imagine."
		Lionheart says, "Well, we have a save, we could try it right now in that scene"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Sure"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf22"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| Still. The wind has all but stopped. Steep, white hills tower on both Floyd \| sides, blocking you in. The monastery looms in the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| The figure moves rapidly. Black against white. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse nuzzles up against you, eyes blank. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to satan"
Floyd \| You close your eyes, and prepare yourself. "Please, Satan," you begin. Floyd \| The words are hard. They cut your throat as they leave. "Please, Floyd \| Satan, deliver me from the plague, and you shall have my soul." The Floyd \| words sink through the Earth: slowly, like black tar. Floyd \| Floyd \| A flock of dismembered hands reach up through the ground, stealing Floyd \| away the black and disease that ravages your body, both seen and Floyd \| unseen. They swirl and dance, before sinking back to the ground. One Floyd \| lingers. It crawls up your leg and across your chest. It dives in, and Floyd \| emerges clutching a tiny ball of light in its bony finger. The hand Floyd \| drops back to the Earth with its prize and slinks away. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is done. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rumble turns to a roar. Waves of snow begin coasting down the hill Floyd \| in an avalanche. Floyd \| Floyd \| The horse snaps out of its stupor, ears shooting up. Before you can Floyd \| move, she bolts off down the pass. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Trees are snapped like twigs, joining the slide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Waves of snow consume you, crushing the air from your lungs. You would Floyd \| fight, but the cold is so intense you cannot move. Floyd \| Floyd \| How can something so white look so black? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray to satan"
Floyd \| He already has your soul; you can offer him no more. Floyd \| Floyd \| Waves of snow consume you, crushing the air from your lungs. You would Floyd \| fight, but the cold is so intense you cannot move. Floyd \| Floyd \| How can something so white look so black? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf23"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The light is gentler now. No, not gentler: weaker. Clouds block the Floyd \| sun, making it easy to see the stable to the east in a field of white. Floyd \| The infirmary lies to the west while the gate is to the south. The Floyd \| monastery offers its hollow promises of warmth to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A faint, garbled sound rises from the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A shrill, bleating noise comes from the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter hole"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A garbled bleat rises through the hole in the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "enter hole"
Floyd \| Bowing your head through the brush, you enter a clearing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the clearing, you see what the bleat was. A lamb, no more Floyd \| than a few weeks old, is tied to a branch, struggling frantically. He Floyd \| cries out in terror as a pack of wolves encroach from the briars. They Floyd \| are hungry and confused. Do they go for the small, easy meat? Or the Floyd \| larger, more difficult meat? Floyd \| Floyd \| Just then, a shout from the belltower draws your attention. "Yoohoo, Floyd \| father!" You look up to see Drogo waving happily. "You shouldn't have Floyd \| come: it's feeding time." -- he shrugs -- "Oh well. Either way, Floyd \| they'll get fed." With that, he disappears down the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lamb"
Floyd \| The lamb strains against the branch, but he is far too weak to escape Floyd \| on his own. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha swings his head back and forth between you and the lamb. The Floyd \| others follow in unison. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| Tears in your eyes, you mumble desperately for Cecilia to hear you. Floyd \| The wolves circle you, ready to pounce. You speak faster. Louder. Floyd \| Please. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha's teeth close around your arm for a moment, clamping hard. Floyd \| But then, a warmth spread through your limbs and soothes away the Floyd \| cold. The wolf's bite turns into a gentle caress as he begins to Floyd \| licking the wound he just inflicted. Satisfied you are safe, you shoo Floyd \| away the wolves. Floyd \| Floyd \| The danger gone, you release the lamb. He nuzzles up to you for a Floyd \| moment before running off into the brush, bleating cheerfully. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Hey little guy. You're cute. Wanna be dinner?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x lamb"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x briars"
Floyd \| The hole leads back to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Where the hell did he get a lamb?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		DavidW asks, "Mary?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Grunting more than a little, you pull yourself up the ladder. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables (on the roof) Floyd \| The smell is even worse up here. Snow weighs on the roof, causing it Floyd \| to sink in the middle. Sometimes hay is stored up here in the summer: Floyd \| now, the roof barely supports the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Four chimes drone from the tower: Sext. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| You descend the ladder, the roof giving a sigh of relief as you do. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| Darkness begins to creep across the sky from atop the infirmary in the Floyd \| west. The last rays of light expose the stables to the east and the Floyd \| gate to the south. The monastery lies to the north, its walls offering Floyd \| promises of shelter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Thank Heavens you are here," Cecilia says, embracing you: what is Floyd \| that on her back? "You must hurry, God told me that Constantin has Floyd \| been locking the plague victims in the cellar until they die, that is Floyd \| why he put the lock there, not to protect the food, but to protect Floyd \| himself. He killed Lucca to keep his secret. Go, get the cellar's key Floyd \| from him. If you hurry, there may be some survivors." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "He's just going to give it to us?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess Cecilia's god is on our side."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia's god"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Cause God won't get off his almighty ass to do something, he's got people like Cecilia for that."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "The warm room or his cell, do you think?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess the first is easier to check"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x spill"
Floyd \| The liquid is a thick soup of black and red with small chunks of food Floyd \| mixed in. Blood and bile: plague vomit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "That.. wasn't here before."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| A fresh blanket of snow lies upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x vomit"
Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| Positioned directly between the dormitory and your own room, the Floyd \| calefactory warms both, although lately it is less than adequate. Floyd \| While the calefactory itself is stiflingly hot, its heat stays Floyd \| confined. Your brow grows damp: your body, feverish. Slightly melted Floyd \| snow creeps in from the cloister to the northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A red scrawl winds its way around the room. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x scrawl"
Floyd \| It says: Floyd \| Floyd \| I'm sorry, God. Please forgive me. The evil of my brothers and the Floyd \| father has been an affront to you. Forgive them. Please. Floyd \| Floyd \| Someone's here. Floyd \| Floyd \| That is all. Floyd \| Floyd \| Wet footsteps sound from behind. "Curious, isn't it?" It is Ignatius. Floyd \| Floyd \| He sidles up beside you and traces the blood with his hand. "He must Floyd \| have been sicker than we thought," --he pauses-- "The plague makes Floyd \| monsters of us all." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell ignatius about lucca"
Floyd \| "Don't worry, father. He will kill no more." Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius circles the room, but he never strays far from the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		zarf says, "good job, touch everything that might be contagious"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell ignatius about cellar"
Floyd \| "I think it's empty." Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius looks you up and down, unblinking. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "tell ignatius about cecilia"
Floyd \| "Listen to her, she will save us all." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| "Yes, I should be going too," Ignatius says, slowly. "I will see you Floyd \| later, father." Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| A fresh blanket of snow lies upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit leads from the calefactory to the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit marks a trail into Constantin's cell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take keys"
Floyd \| You gently try to untangle the keys from his belt, but the moment you Floyd \| touch them, they jingle as if to sound an alarm. Constantin's swollen Floyd \| eyelids snap open, revealing two bloodshot orbs. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Thief!" he cries, bolting up. Despite his illness, he is still a Floyd \| strong man. He flings you against the wall, knocking you unconscious. Floyd \| Despite your illness, you are still a weak man. Floyd \| Floyd \| You don't wake up. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x constantin"
Floyd \| A massive lump of sickness, Constantin lies with his eyes swollen Floyd \| shut. He breathes irregularily, the air forcing out bits of blood and Floyd \| vomit from his mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kill constantin"
Floyd \| Moving swiftly, you rip the pillow from beneath Constantin's head and Floyd \| slam it onto his face. He is so weak. A few kicks are all he gives Floyd \| before he shudders and goes still. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Probably not what we're suppoesd to do.."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Although."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x keys"
Floyd \| They shine brightly and jingle when they move. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "touch constantin"
Floyd \| Keep your hands to yourself! Floyd \| Floyd \| Cold knives of pain cut through your skull. They ease off, leaving a Floyd \| dull throbbing behind your eyes. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "wake constantin"
Floyd \| That seems unnecessary. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "cover constantin's ears"
Floyd \| He's not something you can close. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Say hi to Erin for me."
		genericgeekgirl says, "ilac"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a Cecilia's eyes Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "We have a singular of Cecilia's eyes."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "light constantin's frock"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to light Constantin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light constantin on fire"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to light Constantin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "burn constantin's frock"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to burn Constantin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to lucca"
Floyd \| He isn't here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Guess he won't be losing them in a roll in the snow"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, maybe he'll be dead soon and we can get them then"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a Cecilia's eyes Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle (lit) Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "this is fun but i have to go sorry"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cover constantin's ears"
Floyd \| He's not something you can close. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		cyberskunk says, "thanks for playing eye collector with me"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x constantin's ears"
Floyd \| A massive lump of sickness, Constantin lies with his eyes swollen Floyd \| shut. He breathes irregularily, the air forcing out bits of blood and Floyd \| vomit from his mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I walked in right at a particualrly vomitous moment."
cyberskunk says (to Floyd), "dot eyes"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "We should leave his eyes outside so he can't see us when he wakes up :)"
cyberskunk goes home.		genericgeekgirl says, "Hahaha"
		Jacqueline says, "heehee"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x candle"
Floyd \| Pig fat and twine. Still, it holds its flame very well. Beads of oil Floyd \| drip from near the flame, running down the sides and coating them with Floyd \| slime. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says, "what is with the eye-stealing, anyway"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Because we can."
		Lionheart says, "Well, you can't take just one..."
		genericgeekgirl says, "(No, really. That's the only reason.)"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x oil"
Floyd \| Pig fat and twine. Still, it holds its flame very well. Beads of oil Floyd \| drip from near the flame, running down the sides and coating them with Floyd \| slime. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x wax"
Floyd \| Pig fat and twine. Still, it holds its flame very well. Beads of oil Floyd \| drip from near the flame, running down the sides and coating them with Floyd \| slime. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| His scream rips through your mind. He is anger. He is hate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Whoa."
		genericgeekgirl says, "plug constantin's ears"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "plug constantin's ears"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Firion goes home.		Lionheart says, "God's in one of his fire and brimstone moods. Better not talk to him, we might end up a pillar of salt"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hee. Now I want to know if he really will smite us, Nethack style."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put constantin's eyes in constantin's ears"
Floyd \| You put Constantin's eyes into Constantin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "hahaha"
		Jacqueline says, "That would be pretty awesome."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put wax in constantin's ears"
Floyd \| Carefully, you drip a little bit of wax into Constantin's exposed ear. Floyd \| Soon, it wells out the top before forming a hard plug. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take keys"
Floyd \| You gently untangle the keys from his belt. He does not stir. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Hey, that really worked"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I wonder if we're in troublre for smashing the glass, or if he just gets angrier as we get sicker and our monks cause more chaos."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit marks a trail into Constantin's cell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit leads from the calefactory to the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock cellar"
Floyd \| What do you want to unlock the keys with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "unlock lock with keys"
Floyd \| You fit the key into the lock and turn. Click. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "So I guess when God told Cecilia about the plague victims in the cellar, it wasn't 'go do something about that', it was more ranting 'can you believe what those #$@#%@ humans have done now! let my plague smite every last one of them!'"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open cellar"
Floyd \| (the hatch) Floyd \| You open the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ha"
		genericgeekgirl says, "But he's letting her help us."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf24"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| The stairs are slippery with something. A particularly poor step sends Floyd \| you careening down, your candle getting snuffed out in the process. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You brace yourself for the hard impact at the bottom, but it never Floyd \| comes. Instead, you fall into a soft, uneven mound. It jars your Floyd \| bones, but at least nothing breaks. The light from the kitchen barely Floyd \| makes it down the stairs: all you see is shadows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light candle"
Floyd \| The fat sizzles for a moment as the flame comes to life but settles Floyd \| down soon after. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| Dozens of bodies fill the cellar: waist-high in some places. The faces Floyd \| are familiar, if not for the plague and decay. Hollow eyes drill into Floyd \| you from all sides. The flicker of the candle makes the corpses writhe Floyd \| and dance. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is little food left. An old cask of wine sits against one side. Floyd \| Floyd \| A prybar leans propped up against the cask. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh my god, ew."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x prybar"
Floyd \| It is heavy. The metal is strong and unwarped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take prybar"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| Footsteps sound through the hatch. They are faint but growing Floyd \| stronger. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I bet we end up locked in."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Should have taken the lock, maybe."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| As you reach the top of the stairs, a cowled figure comes into view. Floyd \| Before you can react, it knocks you down the stairs. Your fall is not Floyd \| so gentle this time. You thud your way down the steps, every bone Floyd \| breaking on the way. Floyd \| Floyd \| The pain is unbearable, but the knife to your throat ends it soon Floyd \| enough. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| With your candle lit, he easily finds you. Floyd \| Floyd \| "There you are." A grin stretch beneath the man's cowl. So many Floyd \| teeth. A knife slides out of his robes. Floyd \| Floyd \| You try to run, but he is too fast. Another body for the mound. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put out candle"
Floyd \| The flame puffs out in a cloud of rank, black smoke. Floyd \| Floyd \| The light of his candle is more than enough to see you standing in the Floyd \| open. Floyd \| Floyd \| "There you are." A grin stretch beneath the man's cowl. So many Floyd \| teeth. A knife slides out of his robes. Floyd \| Floyd \| You try to run, but he is too fast. Another body for the mound. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf24"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"		Jacqueline says, "Deathy death."
Floyd \| The stairs are slippery with something. A particularly poor step sends Floyd \| you careening down, your candle getting snuffed out in the process. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You brace yourself for the hard impact at the bottom, but it never Floyd \| comes. Instead, you fall into a soft, uneven mound. It jars your Floyd \| bones, but at least nothing breaks. The light from the kitchen barely Floyd \| makes it down the stairs: all you see is shadows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hide"
Floyd \| Where do you want to hide? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hide under bodies"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the smell, you worm your way into the pile of Floyd \| bodies. The weight is suffocating, as is the smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Footsteps sound through the hatch. They are faint but growing Floyd \| stronger. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Nice."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| He searches around for a few moments: it appears your plan is working. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come out!" he demands. "I know you're in here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Enough games, father" he says, drawing a wickedly curved knife. Floyd \| Moving with cold, swift strikes, he begins stabbing into the mound of Floyd \| bodies. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I mean, ew, but nice."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Crap."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| The knife flies in and out of the mound. One jab brings the blade Floyd \| within an inch of your ear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I hope you're wearing gloves and a mask for body substance isolation."
		Jacqueline says, "I hear that there is a plague going around."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah.."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Anyone have any bright ideas"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| She is with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| You lie perfectly still, hoping to avoid the knife. But one lucky jab Floyd \| slices into your thigh. You stifle your cry, tears welling up. The Floyd \| next stabs slips its way into your hand. It is too much. Floyd \| Floyd \| You cry out. He hears you. The next cut is for your throat. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, ";eep"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. Maybe we should have prayed earlier."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf24"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take lock"
Floyd \| It is bolted to the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Ooh. What if we left it open and ran away?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "OH"
		genericgeekgirl says, "But we need the crowbar."
		Lionheart says, "also, it's oprobably for the stone"
		Lionheart says, "right, we need to get matteo's journal"
		genericgeekgirl says, "down"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "down"
Floyd \| The stairs are slippery with something. A particularly poor step sends Floyd \| you careening down, your candle getting snuffed out in the process. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You brace yourself for the hard impact at the bottom, but it never Floyd \| comes. Instead, you fall into a soft, uneven mound. It jars your Floyd \| bones, but at least nothing breaks. The light from the kitchen barely Floyd \| makes it down the stairs: all you see is shadows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray"
Floyd \| (to God) Floyd \| His scream rips through your mind. He is anger. He is hate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| She is with you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take prybar"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| Footsteps sound through the hatch. They are faint but growing Floyd \| stronger. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf25"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| As you reach the top of the stairs, a cowled figure comes into view. Floyd \| Before you can react, it knocks you down the stairs. Your fall is not Floyd \| so gentle this time. You thud your way down the steps, every bone Floyd \| breaking on the way. Floyd \| Floyd \| The pain is unbearable, but the knife to your throat ends it soon Floyd \| enough. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hide under bodies"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the smell, you worm your way into the pile of Floyd \| bodies. The weight is suffocating, as is the smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Can we attack them quickly enough?"
		Lionheart says, "Wait... the saint with the dog licking - we did that... now we have unseen enemies coming for us"
		Lionheart says, "we're enacting that window now"
		genericgeekgirl asks, "We licked a dog?"
		Lionheart says, "No, but the wolf and lamb scene."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ah"
		Lionheart says, "Now we're in the role of another one of those saints"
		Lionheart says, "s"
		Lionheart says, "More or less"
		Lionheart says, "That saint was safe because he saw them coming..."
		Lionheart says, "I'm not sure how that helps us"
		Lionheart says, "We do have a lot of spare eyes, but they're not THAT useful"
		DavidW says, "heh"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "put out candle"
Floyd \| It's already out. Floyd \| Floyd \| He searches around for a few moments: it appears your plan is working. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come out!" he demands. "I know you're in here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "blow out candle"
Floyd \| It's already out. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Enough games, father" he says, drawing a wickedly curved knife. Floyd \| Moving with cold, swift strikes, he begins stabbing into the mound of Floyd \| bodies. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "kill him"
Floyd \| You can't see "him" (Constantin) at the moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Really? Which how sick he is, it's supposed to be Constantin?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hit constantin with prybar"
Floyd \| (Constantin's eyes with the prybar) Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| The knife flies in and out of the mound. One jab brings the blade Floyd \| within an inch of your ear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "I'm betting that's a scope issue."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "move"
Floyd \| (the figure) Floyd \| You can't while hiding. Floyd \| Floyd \| You lie perfectly still, hoping to avoid the knife. But one lucky jab Floyd \| slices into your thigh. You stifle your cry, tears welling up. The Floyd \| next stabs slips its way into your hand. It is too much. Floyd \| Floyd \| You cry out. He hears you. The next cut is for your throat. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar (hiding amongst the bodies) Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "attack figure"
Floyd \| You wait till he's close before swinging your leg as hard as you can Floyd \| into the back of his knee. He crumbles, his head smashing against the Floyd \| hard floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Ah"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x figure"
Floyd \| You can't see a thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light candle"
Floyd \| You can't while hiding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| You return to the open. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| The figure lies prone upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "I want to see who it was"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "We already came out of hiding."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x figure"
Floyd \| He lies in a crumpled heap upon the floor. His cowl still obscures his Floyd \| face. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take cowl"
Floyd \| Warily, you lift the cowl from the man's face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chorus of rings sounds from the tower, echoing through the land. Floyd \| Five rings. None. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "remove cowl"
Floyd \| (first taking the cowl) Floyd \| You've already done that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search ignatius"
Floyd \| You've already done that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "Did we?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "search bodies"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "It is hard to see this figure in much detail... can I get a second set of eyes, here?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| There are none at all available! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius lies upon the floor, bleeding through a gash in his forehead. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x gash"
Floyd \| A small scratch lines your arm from elbow to wrist. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x ignatius"
Floyd \| Ignatius lies upon the floor, bleeding through a gash in his forehead. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get ignatius"
Floyd \| He is too heavy for you to move. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| No response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to cecilia"
Floyd \| You say a few short words to Cecilia. Floyd \| Floyd \| She can do nothing for you, right now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray for ignatius"
Floyd \| You say a few hollow words. They dry and crumble in your mouth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl asks, "To Matteo's cell?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to ignatius"
Floyd \| You say a few words of prayer, but they go unheard. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Yep"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close hatch"
Floyd \| You close the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lock hatch"
Floyd \| What do you want to lock the hatch with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lock hatch with key"
Floyd \| That should hold him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lift stone with prybar"
Floyd \| I only understood you as far as wanting to lift the flagstone. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lift stone"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "x sheets"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "...."
		Lionheart asks, "The hell?"
		TheXenographer asks, "Has Floyd gotten bored?"
		Lionheart says, "Floyd didn't tell us the ending text, somehow"
		Lionheart says, "I guess"
		Lionheart says, "and the game just ended without a prompt"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Maybe."
		TheXenographer says, "Nah, if it'd been a game over, it should've given you a chance to undo/restart/whatever"
		TheXenographer says, "rather than auto-qutting"
		Jacqueline says, "Yeah, he just crashed."
		Jacqueline asks, "Can you resurrect him?"
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.		Lionheart says, "Oh, I thought maybe we just won"
Jacqueline presses the yellow enter button.
Jacqueline says (to F), "quit"		genericgeekgirl says, "He's not in a game"
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "/quit"
Floyd says (to Jacqueline), "Floyd doesn't know that trick."		genericgeekgirl says, "Or so it claims"
		Jacqueline says, "Well, you've been saving, so."
Jacqueline says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|		Jacqueline asks, "What were you up to?"
Jacqueline pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"		Lionheart says, "Getting Matteo's journal and reading it"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf25"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "hide in bodies"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the smell, you worm your way into the pile of Floyd \| bodies. The weight is suffocating, as is the smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| He searches around for a few moments: it appears your plan is working. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come out!" he demands. "I know you're in here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Enough games, father" he says, drawing a wickedly curved knife. Floyd \| Moving with cold, swift strikes, he begins stabbing into the mound of Floyd \| bodies. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "attack figure"
Floyd \| You wait till he's close before swinging your leg as hard as you can Floyd \| into the back of his knee. He crumbles, his head smashing against the Floyd \| hard floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a prybar Floyd \| some keys Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a Cecilia's eyes Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "up"
Floyd \| You return to the open. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| The figure lies prone upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "close hatch"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lock hatch"
Floyd \| What do you want to lock the hatch with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lock hatch with ey"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lock hatch with key"
Floyd \| That should hold him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chorus of rings sounds from the tower, echoing through the land. Floyd \| Five rings. None. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "SAVE"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf26"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lift flagstone"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bloody vomit wells up in your throat. It trickles out the side of your Floyd \| mouth, staining your lips red. You choke it back. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read paper"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		Jacqueline says, "damn"
		Lionheart frowns
		genericgeekgirl says, "Odd."
		Lionheart says, "Well, maybe the game crashed, not floyd"
		Jacqueline says, "Yeah"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Let me see about taking the papers elsewhere or something first. Who knows."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|		Lionheart asks, "Does Floyd show the ending when a game autoquits after You have won?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I onder what that error message is."
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf26"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take papers"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
DavidW has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "lift flagstone"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Yeah, I think he does."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take papers"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| The flagstone lays to the side of a small hole in the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You're not leaving until you've read the papers that two people died Floyd \| for. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Damn."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat papers"
Floyd \| You're not that hungry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| some papers Floyd \| a prybar Floyd \| some keys Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a Cecilia's eyes Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light candle"
Floyd \| The fat sizzles for a moment as the flame comes to life but settles Floyd \| down soon after. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "burn papers"
Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read papers"		Jacqueline says, "I wonder if the papers are some fancy font thing that Floyd hates."
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "I guess that's the best we can do."
		Jacqueline says, "That.... ugh"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I was hoping there was some weird case, candle not lit or something."
		Lionheart says, "Well, that kinda sours me on seeking other endings, but I still want to try going on a killing spree and see if we can get another ending"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
Lionheart pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
Lionheart pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart is a newbie.
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| There are none at all available! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Pulling your frock tightly about you, you sigh and exit to the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| As cold as your room is, this hall is even colder. The stone walls Floyd \| dance and glisten with dampness. The warmth of your room awaits to the Floyd \| east, and the cold of the outside world through a heavy door to the Floyd \| south. Moonlight streams in from the cloister to the north, and a Floyd \| flimsy door secures the locutory to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "break box"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open box"
Floyd \| (the alms box) Floyd \| A single coin sparkles at you from the bottom. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "steal coin"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "take coin"
Floyd \| It feels warm in your hand. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "mwa ha ha"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the cold, you lower your hood and exit to the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Lucca, face flushed and cheeks wet, storms out from the bell Floyd \| tower and off to the dormitory in the east, meeting your eyes for only Floyd \| a moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Are you alright, Brother?" you ask, receiving no response. Floyd \| Floyd \| Thunder rumbles overhead, shaking the monastery to its foundations. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| A loud crackle splits the sound of wind. Lightning. Stone tumbles in Floyd \| the distance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| High above the rest of Saint Cuthbert's, the tower affords a view of Floyd \| the surrounding land. In the spring, it is quite beautiful: now all Floyd \| you see is the endless moonlit glow of snow. Snow in the trees. Snow Floyd \| in the mountains. Snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo leans against the rails, staring into the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pray to satan"
Floyd \| You close your eyes, and prepare yourself. "Please, Satan," you begin. Floyd \| The words are hard. They cut your throat as they leave. "Please, Floyd \| Satan, deliver me from the plague, and you shall have my soul." The Floyd \| words sink through the Earth: slowly, like black tar. Floyd \| Floyd \| A flock of dismembered hands reach up through the ground, stealing Floyd \| away the black and disease that ravages your body, both seen and Floyd \| unseen. They swirl and dance, before sinking back to the ground. One Floyd \| lingers. It crawls up your leg and across your chest. It dives in, and Floyd \| emerges clutching a tiny ball of light in its bony finger. The hand Floyd \| drops back to the Earth with its prize and slinks away. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is done. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push matteo"
Floyd \| He turns his back to you for a moment. It is long enough. You slam Floyd \| your hands into his back, and he tumbles over the rail. As he falls, Floyd \| he casts a smile at you. His last. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "push matteo"
Floyd \| Not from here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pray to god"
Floyd \| His scream rips through your mind. He is anger. He is hate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Yay"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo lies upon the ground, blood trickling from the side of Floyd \| his head Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search matteo"
Floyd \| You dig through the folds of his frock and find a wrinkled note. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get matteo"
Floyd \| Matteo was a large man. You cannot move him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You can go only northeast, southwest, up or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| You are sure that other things exist, but for now all there is is Floyd \| Matteo lying on the ground below. From here, he could easily be alive. Floyd \| He smiles at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| No, not a smile: a sneer. He is laughing at you. Laughing because you Floyd \| are still trapped. He was always laughing. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo lies upon the ground, blood trickling from the side of Floyd \| his head Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Since you relegated the brothers to pray on their own, except for Floyd \| Mass, the church has been all but empty. Rows of pews part down the Floyd \| centre, ushering you up to the chancel in the north opposite the Floyd \| cloister in the south. The ceiling towers above you, its frescoes dim Floyd \| in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look away from you, crying. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| God, to think of all the time you wasted up here. The blind leading Floyd \| the blind. A quiet laugh spreads through your heart. A joke. The rest Floyd \| of the church lies to the south; it's not as funny of a joke. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| A beautiful glass case holds the body of Saint Cuthbert near the base Floyd \| of the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern stands in the centre of the chancel, the Bible accusing Floyd \| you from its perch. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look away from you, crying. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smash case"
Floyd \| The slam of your fist shatters the glass, sending it cascading over Floyd \| the Saint's body. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| You dig your teeth into his flesh. It yields like butter, but it Floyd \| burns. Burns your teeth. Burns your throat. It settles in your stomach Floyd \| and burns there too. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "break windows"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look away from you, crying. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill ignatius"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo sits at one of the tables, scratching furiously at its Floyd \| hard surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill drogo"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| (opening the outside door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The wind gusts at your candle and bites at your feet. To venture out Floyd \| in the darkness would be suicide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell constantin about matteo"
Floyd \| "He's so strange lately." Constantin swats at an imaginary fly. "All Floyd \| he does is watch from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell constantin about murder"
Floyd \| Constantin is quite intent upon his catch and appears not to hear you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles frantically at the ground, his blood staining the Floyd \| stones. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell lucca about matteo"
Floyd \| "He knows something, but he won't tell me," he sobs more heavily for a Floyd \| moment. "He tells me nothing anymore." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "read note"
Floyd \| Written in a slothful scrawl: Floyd \| Floyd \| I would normally write in my journal, but in my increasing paranoia, I Floyd \| have hidden it. Now, I kick myself as it seems so far away. Everything Floyd \| is so far away: such a burden. Floyd \| Floyd \| The father came to visit me earlier; he is not the same man I knew and Floyd \| respected. He looked at me with murder in his eyes. I would tell Floyd \| Lucca, but I am scared. No, I am lazy. I do not care if he kills me. I Floyd \| would do it myself were I not such a coward. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "show note to lucca"
Floyd \| Better keep this to yourself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill lucca"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell lucca about murder"
Floyd \| Floyd \| [ Programming error: Brother Lucca (object number 470) has no Floyd \| property murder_asked to read ] Floyd \| "You remember, Lucca; Matteo was thrown from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| "No he wasn't." Lucca responds, incredulous. "He must have jumped." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell lucca about murder"
Floyd \| Floyd \| [ Programming error: Brother Lucca (object number 470) has no Floyd \| property murder_asked to read ] Floyd \| "You remember, Lucca; Matteo was thrown from the tower." Floyd \| Floyd \| "No he wasn't." Lucca responds, incredulous. "He must have jumped." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why do you dig, Lucca?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo is hiding something. I just know it's under here." Floyd \| Floyd \| A warmth spreads through your body, soothing the chill and fear from Floyd \| your bones. Salvation. Floyd \| Floyd \| She is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why do you think that?" The blood pours from his fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I just know," he sobs. "He scrapes around here at night." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Leave me alone," he blubbers through the tear-laden mucus that Floyd \| streams from his nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| You can go only north or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the hall, you hear a feeble rasping at the southern door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, help me. Is anyone in there?" A faint voice calls over the Floyd \| wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, I have traveled for days. Rovato is a graveyard. The rats Floyd \| have eaten everything." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Pushing the bar out of the way, you open the door, allowing a frail Floyd \| figure and a drift of snow to spill into the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Before you, fingers bloody and face as pale as the snow it lies in, is Floyd \| a young woman. Her clothing is little more than tatters with stains of Floyd \| blood from where her hands were resting. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please," she gasps, raising herself up for a moment. "I am so cold." Floyd \| With that, she returns her face to the icy ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill girl"
Floyd \| You strike the woman, hard. "Wake up!" You snarl. Floyd \| Floyd \| She doesn't. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Oh well, let's see what happens following the plot from here"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get girl"
Floyd \| With more than a little trouble, you hoist the girl into your arms. Floyd \| Your knees feel as though they might buckle but hold for now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| The young woman groans and kicks slightly as the cold from the Floyd \| cloister scrapes across her skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| The young woman groans and kicks slightly as the cold from the Floyd \| cloister scrapes across her skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, east, west or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| The young woman groans and kicks slightly as the cold from the Floyd \| cloister scrapes across her skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, east, west or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| The young woman groans and kicks slightly as the cold from the Floyd \| cloister scrapes across her skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Perhaps the locutory would be more comfortable. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| (opening the door to the locutory) Floyd \| You turn sideways and slide into the locutory, careful not to catch Floyd \| the young woman's head on the frame. Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "put girl in bed"
Floyd \| You lay the young girl on the bed, and she immediately relaxes. Her Floyd \| eyes remain closed but no longer twitch with discomfort. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "light fire"
Floyd \| After much coaxing, you finally get the wet logs to ignite. The flame Floyd \| is weak, but it will do. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get blanket"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "put blanket on girl"
Floyd \| You drape your bedding over the girl, and she seems to calm down a Floyd \| bit. Floyd \| Floyd \| The warmth is finally enough for her to stir. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Food," she says. "Please." Floyd \| Floyd \| With that, she passes back into slumber. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints look away from you, crying. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You can go only south, east, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them. All the Floyd \| perishables were finished up this morning. No more will be coming if Floyd \| Rovato is as barren as you think. Hopefully, some remain in the cellar Floyd \| through the hatch in the floor. The refectory lies to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against one wall is a large cupboard, its door closed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open cupboard"
Floyd \| As the door swings open, a small black shape springs from inside. A Floyd \| flash of pain sears across your arm and then quickly subsides. You Floyd \| whirl around to see a cat tearing out into the refectory, a drop of Floyd \| blood falling from its claws. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all from cupboard"
Floyd \| Removed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| There are none at all available! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only north, down or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo mumbles to himself, his eyes darting back and forth from Floyd \| nothing to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "give food to girl"
Floyd \| "Here," you say, holding out the food. "I have brought you something Floyd \| to eat." Floyd \| Floyd \| Finally, the girl stirs awake and quickly grabs the food from your Floyd \| hands. "Thank you," she says as she shoves the food into her mouth. Floyd \| Within moments, the few crumbs you had given her are gone, and she Floyd \| finally seems content. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| She starts slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Thank you for your kindness, father." She starts, extending her hand Floyd \| for the pax. "My name is Cec--" Just then, her words are cut off by Floyd \| the sound of a bell ringing in the distance. Her eyes widen and the Floyd \| blood drains from her cheeks. Floyd \| Floyd \| "There's nothing to be afraid of," you say, taking her hand gently. Floyd \| "It is only the bell of Compline." Floyd \| Floyd \| "That is why I am afraid." Her chin drops to her chest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "What do you mean?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl turns her tear-stained eyes to you. "You'll see," Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell continues its toll. Four. Five. Six... In place of the Floyd \| seventh ring is a scream. A scream that rips in from the cloister and Floyd \| silences the wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl places her head in her hands with a slight sob. "I am sorry, Floyd \| Father." Then, turning. "And to you too." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kiss girl"
Floyd \| She backs away from you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| A garbled sob is all she can give. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, my God!" You hear someone cry from the northeast. "Matteo!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo lies upon the ground, blood trickling from the side of Floyd \| his head. Lucca kneels by his side. Floyd \| Floyd \| The remaining brothers are gathered around the body, shouting. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo jumps up and down, rubbing his hands with glee. "It begins," he Floyd \| squeals to you through a wide grin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," is his only reply. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin strides forward and smacks Lucca across the face, sending Floyd \| him sprawling into the snow. "Get away from him, murderer!" He Floyd \| shouts, eyes burning. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Constantin!" Ignatius shouts defiantly, stepping between the two. Floyd \| Although Constantin towers above him, Ignatius looks taller than you Floyd \| have ever seen him. "Leave the boy alone." Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo giggles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "Why do they think Lucca did it?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Because he did." He replies, confused. "Why else would one think Floyd \| such a thing?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "I mean, how do they know he did it." Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, well that isn't what you asked, now is it, father?" He continues. Floyd \| "Well, when we got here, Brother Lucca was already here saying 'I'm Floyd \| sorry, I'm sorry.'" Floyd \| Floyd \| "But he is a murderer!" Constantin replies, stepping back, face Floyd \| flushed. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I know that as well as you. But that does not excuse you from God's Floyd \| wishes." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "What happened, Drogo?" You ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, the way I see it is that Matteo wanted to fly, but God said Floyd \| 'No, Matteo. Flying is for birds. You are not a bird, and shouldn't Floyd \| wish to be.'" Drogo starts. "Matteo was not happy with that --you know Floyd \| how he can be sometimes-- but he thought God would be mad if he tried Floyd \| to fly on his own. So Lucca helped him." Floyd \| Floyd \| "We will lock him up in the cellar, then the father can decide what to Floyd \| do with him." Ignatius continues. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin chews his lip, releasing a tiny drop of blood. "No, the Floyd \| cellar will not do. We will lock him in the calefactory." Floyd \| Floyd \| "Fine, fine. As you wish." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "Shhh," he hushes, holding a finger to his lips. "This is the most Floyd \| entertaining skit I have ever seen." Floyd \| Floyd \| With that, Constantin hoists Lucca by the shoulders and shoves him Floyd \| towards the calefactory. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius turns towards you and says. "You should get some sleep, Floyd \| father. We all should. You can get to the bottom of all this in the Floyd \| morning." He turns and walks towards the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| (Ignatius) Floyd \| He isn't here. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins at you. "Oh, the fun we'll have!" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| Drogo ignores you to swat at an invisible fly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You can go only northeast, southwest, up or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only northeast, southwest, up or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| The day is beginning to catch up with you. You yawn with a lot more Floyd \| force than you would have thought necessary. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only northeast, southwest, up or in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| The smooth patch of snow at the base of the tower, formerly cut only Floyd \| by a single line of footsteps, is now a mash of dirt and blood. Steps Floyd \| lead northeast and up to the tower, and to the southwest is the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Matteo's corpse lies upon the ground, the blood freezing to Floyd \| his face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| "Sweet dreams, father!" Drogo calls out to you as he disappears into Floyd \| the black. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, west, northeast, southeast, southwest or Floyd \| out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. He has spent Floyd \| so much time in the infirmary of late, taking care of the sick. He is Floyd \| a braver man than you. A bed is pushed up against one wall, opposite Floyd \| the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius sits upon his bed, preparing to go to sleep. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tell ignatius about glass case"
Floyd \| "I am busy right now, father." He replies abruptly. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "Do you believe that Lucca did it?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I don't know," he replies calmly. "But it's best to be safe. I never Floyd \| would have thought Lucca could've had it in him, but these trying Floyd \| times make demons of us all." He glances at you pointedly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "What do you mean?" Floyd \| Floyd \| He thinks for a moment, and looks to the ceiling. "It's just that in Floyd \| these times we can sometimes find ourselves doing things we never Floyd \| thought we had in us." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "Like what?" Floyd \| Floyd \| His shoulders tighten. "If it's all the same to you, father," he says, Floyd \| straightening out his bed. "I think I would like to get some sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "If it's all the same to you, father," he says, straightening out his Floyd \| bed. "I think I would like to get some sleep." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| You can hear Lucca gibber softly beyond the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Leave me alone, you bastard," he spits, his words shaking the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Leave me alone, you bastard," he spits, his words shaking the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| There will be no garden here come spring. It is hard to imagine the Floyd \| snow will ever melt. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church squats to the north, Her spires clawing at the sky as She Floyd \| tries to climb away from the Earth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sobs gently, head in her hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "How did you know that that would happen? Who are you? Why did you Floyd \| come?" The questions come faster than the words. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Calm down, father," she says, laying a hand on your wrist. It warms Floyd \| to the touch and spreads life and joy and peace through your body. "I Floyd \| am here to help. My name is Cecilia" Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "God sent me, but I am weak. My strength depends on the faithful, and Floyd \| your brethren have lost their way. Even now they conspire against you. Floyd \| And me." She casts a frightened glance towards the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please pray to me, father, when you go to bed. I need your strength Floyd \| in the midst of this wickedness." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| "Go now, father," she says, turning over in your blanket. "Sleep." She Floyd \| casts once last look at you before closing her eyes. "But be careful, Floyd \| there are many that intend you harm here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to girl"
Floyd \| She is sleeping. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get in bed"
Floyd \| The girl pushes you from the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You aren't tired. At least, not tired enough to sleep. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Pushed up against the wall on one side is the desk, its surface Floyd \| sagging slightly in the middle. The dampness is taking its toll. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your bed calls to you from the side of the room. Her song is sweet, Floyd \| but it sings of treachery. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get in bed"
Floyd \| You get onto the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You lay your head down on the cold, hard bed and drift off to sleep Floyd \| faster than you expected. Floyd \| Floyd \| A few hours later, you are awoken by the sound of heavy breathing Floyd \| coming from beside your bed. It is the last sound you hear before the Floyd \| knife slides across your throat. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * It is over * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "stand"
Floyd \| You get off the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Pushed up against the wall on one side is the desk, its surface Floyd \| sagging slightly in the middle. The dampness is taking its toll. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your bed calls to you from the side of the room. Her song is sweet, Floyd \| but it sings of treachery. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "move desk"
Floyd \| (first closing the door) Floyd \| Beads of sweat pooling into your eyebrows, you heave the desk towards Floyd \| the door. A few of your joints crack a bit, but you manage to move the Floyd \| desk. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "lie down"
Floyd \| I didn't understand that sentence. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get in bed"
Floyd \| You get onto the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| You lay your head down on the cold, hard bed and drift off to sleep Floyd \| faster than you expected. Floyd \| Floyd \| A few hours later, you are awoken by a strange scuffling sound Floyd \| outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| It sounds as through someone is trying force your door open quietly. Floyd \| The desk holds them back. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide under bed"
Floyd \| You hide beneath your bed, and pray to see morning's light. Floyd \| Floyd \|
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sleep"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day Two Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "press green button"
Floyd \| Returning to your cold bed, you sleep until morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| You awake to the sound of a sharp pounding at your door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Father!" Constantin's growl is clear. "Wake up, Lucca has escaped!" Floyd \| Floyd \| Morning light streams through the window, but it is a cold, heavy Floyd \| light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| With as much effort as it took to move the desk in the first place, Floyd \| you slide it back against the wall. You're getting too old for this. Floyd \| You'll have to get off the bed first. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get up"
Floyd \| You get off the bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| Cold, heavy light slides in through the window and creeps along the Floyd \| floor out the door to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Even in the sunlight, the desk looks tired. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bed, cold and harsh, no longer welcomes you. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Hurry up, father!" Another knock. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin stands impatiently, face flushed. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia watches from her doorway. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| "It's about time. Come with me." He grumbles as he stomps off to the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Cecilia turns for the locutory. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin storms to the calefactory, kicking up snow as he does. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| "See," he shouts, pointing aggressively to a gaping hole where the Floyd \| lock used to be. "The bastard kicked it out from inside." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nod"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only northwest, southeast, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin starts mumbling curses under his breath as he pulls some Floyd \| tools from his belt and begins repairing the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| The door is jammed and broken now; it does not open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tool"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x tools"
Floyd \| A hammer. Some nails. Constantin usually carries them everywhere. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get hammer"
Floyd \| Constantin strikes your hand, hard, with the hammer. "Touch them Floyd \| again, and it will be your head," he growls without even glancing Floyd \| towards you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill constantin"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| You see Drogo strolling past to the south before he catches sight of Floyd \| you and waves. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Father!" Drogo squeals, skipping towards you. "I was just about to Floyd \| come find you. You must come with me! It is so beautiful!" He says, Floyd \| grabbing you by the arm and tugging you towards the church. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| He's already dragging you that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo grins widely as he drags you up to the chancel. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come, father." His eyes glow with childlike enthusiasm, but his grip Floyd \| is of steel. "We are almost there!" Floyd \| Floyd \| Something is different at the far end of the chancel. Is it? Floyd \| Floyd \| Good Lord. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| He's already dragging you that way. Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| God, to think of all the time you wasted up here. The blind leading Floyd \| the blind. A quiet laugh spreads through your heart. A joke. The rest Floyd \| of the church lies to the south; it's not as funny of a joke. Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo stands proudly and looks to you for approval, his grin Floyd \| tentative. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Look, father!" he says, dragging you before the cross. "I made it all Floyd \| by myself." Floyd \| Floyd \| Looking up, you see what Drogo was so excited about. Matteo dangles Floyd \| crucified from the cross, vicious holes in his hands and feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "laugh"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "look at cross"
Floyd \| Matteo's corpse dangles from the cross. The wounds in his head, hands, Floyd \| and feet sparkle with crystals of frozen blood, and his eyes stare Floyd \| through you to nothing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Jesus always looked so beautiful on the cross. Matteo just looks dead. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Well, father. Isn't it beautiful?" Drogo stands, gripping your wrist Floyd \| tightly and nodding proudly to himself. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "yes"
Floyd \| "It is, isn't it?" Drogo strokes his chin for a moment before Floyd \| flinging a hand up in the air. "But it's missing something, and I know Floyd \| just where to find it." Floyd \| Floyd \| Before you can move, he sprints out of the church. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to matteo"
Floyd \| Silence. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to satan"
Floyd \| He is too high. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| A tangle of pews fills the room: they part through the middle and up Floyd \| to the chancel in the north. Light hits the windows and slides down Floyd \| outside: lost. The church is dim; the frescoes are lost in shadow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo hangs from the cross, melting snow forms a pool at his feet. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints scream in rage, but they cannot harm you. They are trapped Floyd \| in their glass cages. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font squats before the chancel, its finish a mouldy grey. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Nice how the church descriptions reflect our complicity"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| The room is rank. Sickness is everywhere: seeped into the bed, Floyd \| climbing the walls. A little fresh air drifts in from the northwest: Floyd \| it isn't nearly enough. Floyd \| Floyd \| The tools are gone. Floyd \| Floyd \| A skinned rabbit sits on the floor, its muscles shimmering in the Floyd \| light. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| hare: Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| He always had so many secrets. You knew it would kill him one day, but Floyd \| not Lucca. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. He has spent Floyd \| so much time in the infirmary of late, taking care of the sick. He is Floyd \| a braver man than you. A bed is pushed up against one wall, opposite Floyd \| the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| The sun shines in the east, but the cloister is dim. There was no snow Floyd \| last night, but it remains high. It is dirty and soaks up what little Floyd \| light makes it here. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church cowers away from the sun. Her sins, like all sins, are Floyd \| revealed by the light of day. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| (opening the outside door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| A lone white dove flies off into the morning sun. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Lightning has torn through the gate, leaving only dark, broken rocks Floyd \| in its place. Black scorch marks twist their way through the rubble: Floyd \| stone crumbs are all that remain in some places. The snow is caked in Floyd \| soot: usually it would be lined with many footsteps, now only a few Floyd \| disturb the inky darkness. The snow covered path winds its way back Floyd \| north to the monastery and south towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A series of strange mounds line the southern side of where the gate Floyd \| used to be. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| Shoveling through the snow with frostbitten hands, you eventually Floyd \| strike a rock. Floyd \| Floyd \| No. Not a rock. You push back the rest of the snow to uncover the icy, Floyd \| stone-hard face of a young woman. She has only two colors: black and Floyd \| white. Plague colors. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only north or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| The fallen snow is too thick. You would not make it far on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cemetery Floyd \| The wind whips its way through the tombstones, whistling a harsh tune. Floyd \| The air is crisp and clean, the smell of corpses is nowhere to be Floyd \| found. In a section off from the established cemetary, row upon row of Floyd \| makeshift crosses stand: plague victims. The path winds its way back Floyd \| to the infirmary in the southeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| You tear into the snow with your hands, struggling to hold onto your Floyd \| fingers in the cold. Eventually, you strike the soil. Clearing a Floyd \| little patch, you find the soil undisturbed. You try another hole. Floyd \| Same thing. Nothing has disturbed the ground in quite some time. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| There is nothing to find. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| In the shadow of the stables, you can make things out a little more Floyd \| clearly. Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence: with Floyd \| their caretakers dead, the horses starved. The smell winds its way Floyd \| through your nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| path in the west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads Floyd \| up to the roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bale of hay sits just slightly more than neck's length from the Floyd \| horses' stalls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open stall"
Floyd \| The horse, with vitality born of starvation, bolts towards the hay as Floyd \| soon as you unlatch the gate. She knocks you to the ground with her Floyd \| head, which isn't so bad. Floyd \| Floyd \| It's her hooves on your neck that are. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get hay"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "feed horse"
Floyd \| The horse hastily starts chomping at the hay. Within moments, the Floyd \| entire bale is gone. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open stall"
Floyd \| The horse eyes you as you open her stall, but makes no move to leave. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to horse"
Floyd \| She whips her head and huffs at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill horse"
Floyd \| Raising your hand, you strike the horse across the muzzle. She Floyd \| flinches but stands defiant. Not to be thwarted by a dumb mule, you Floyd \| ball your hand into a fist and wail into her a few more times. It Floyd \| takes several minutes, but soon she is broken and subdued. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| But you aren't in anything at the moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get horse"
Floyd \| Just walk, she will follow you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "leave"
Floyd \| You'll have to say which compass direction to go in. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| The horse trots along after you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The sun's light does nothing to warm you, but instead it burns your Floyd \| eyes with its fury: nothing like the cool darkness inside the Floyd \| monastery to the north. It is so bright that you can barely make out Floyd \| the stables to the east: they are just a darker square in a field of Floyd \| white. The infirmary is a little clearer to the west. A tangle of Floyd \| footsteps lead south to the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "mount horse"
Floyd \| Perhaps you should go somewhere more suited to riding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The horse trots along after you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "mount horse"
Floyd \| Climbing atop the horse, you drive your heels into her sides. She Floyd \| whinnies, but remains calm as she takes off to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| After what seems like hours, you reach a small creek. Or at least it Floyd \| used to be a small creek. The few hours of sunlight have melted the Floyd \| snow enough that it is now a raging torrent. Floyd \| Floyd \| River Floyd \| The sound is deafening as the river to the south crashes its way Floyd \| through jagged stones. White plumes of water explode off the rocks, Floyd \| soaking through your already damp frock. Floyd \| Floyd \| The tracks end here in a bloody stain upon the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x stain"
Floyd \| The tracks, orderly one-two steps before, are now a tangled mash Floyd \| leading into the river. The snow is dirty and soaked with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "river"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "water"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x river"
Floyd \| White and blue. Its wrath is awe-inspiring. The river tears at the Floyd \| rocks, and its roar tears at your ears. Floyd \| Floyd \| A little downstream is a sack filled with straw. No, not a sack: Floyd \| something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x water"
Floyd \| White and blue. Its wrath is awe-inspiring. The river tears at the Floyd \| rocks, and its roar tears at your ears. Floyd \| Floyd \| A little downstream is a sack filled with straw. No, not a sack: Floyd \| something else. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sack"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x sack"
Floyd \| The thing flaps in the water: it looks to be burlap with a shock of Floyd \| straw sprouting from the top. Getting a little closer, you see how Floyd \| wrong you were. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca. His mouth is agape: frozen. Blood wells up from inside and Floyd \| mingles with the water as it flows by, adding a little color to the Floyd \| white and blue. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search corpse"
Floyd \| Lucca stares up at you, his eyes as cold as the water around them. Floyd \| Floyd \| You'll have to pull him to shore before you can search him. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get corpse"
Floyd \| Careful not to slip, you drag Lucca up the bank. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search corpse"
Floyd \| You touch the body briefly and feel his bones ground to meal inside. Floyd \| He is soft and bruised from the fury of the water. But the deep, sharp Floyd \| wound in his back looks more like a knife wound than anything done by Floyd \| nature. Oh, Lucca. Floyd \| Floyd \| Digging through his frock, you find a rough piece of paper. It is wet, Floyd \| but holds together as you pull it out. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "read paper"
Floyd \| On the front, written in ink: Floyd \| Floyd \| I have tried praying, but my thoughts still torment me. No one Floyd \| listens! So I will write. They always say God sees everything, but Floyd \| maybe he just doesn't hear everything. Floyd \| Floyd \| I don't know what to do. Matteo tells me something strange is going Floyd \| on, but he can't tell me what. No, he won't tell me what. He's afraid Floyd \| of endangering me. Or he doesn't care. I can't tell with him anymore. Floyd \| Floyd \| He doesn't care about anything anymore. Floyd \| Floyd \| He says not to trust anyone. I wonder if that applies to him as well. Floyd \| He has changed; he never kept secrets before. He says not to trust Floyd \| even the father. He says he has changed the most. Floyd \| Floyd \| And on the back, written in blood: Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo is dead. And he was right. Everyone has changed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"		genericgeekgirl says, "A ha. When you read the papers, it switches to a menu, and I guess that switch somehow triggered a quit."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Even though Floyd can usually handle them, I think."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "desecrate corpse"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| His flesh is soft from being thrown about in the river: like it had Floyd \| been tenderized with a mallet. You dig your teeth into the side of his Floyd \| stomach. The blood is cool, but it slakes your thirst like never Floyd \| before. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| There is nothing more to do, and so you climb back upon the horse, and Floyd \| urge her back to Saint Cuthbert's. Floyd \| Floyd \| Just as the monastery comes into view, a sound echoes throughout the Floyd \| hills. A crisp, clean sound. Rock on rock. Floyd \| Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| Still. The wind has all but stopped. Steep, white hills tower on both Floyd \| sides, blocking you in. The monastery looms in the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Guys, I need to run... I guess the main thing is just keep an eye on Perry. He should be good, but I have no idea why he went poof last week. If he does go poof, either send me the remaining log or ask vimes or maga to restart him for you (but they're not here right now, so...)."
		Jacqueline says, "I'll be back in, hm, probably an hour or so."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| Not wanting to find out what the noise is, you get back on the horse Floyd \| and urge her on to the monastery. Floyd \| Floyd \| The noise continues to grow. You look up and see the side of the Floyd \| mountain sliding down in a massive avalanche. You spur the horse on, Floyd \| but she isn't fast enough. Floyd \| Floyd \| The roar of the snow is not the last sound you hear. Who knew horses Floyd \| could scream? Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline says, "Good luck - sorry it's been a crashy day."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| River Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ride horse"
Floyd \| There is nothing more to do, and so you climb back upon the horse, and Floyd \| urge her back to Saint Cuthbert's. Floyd \| Floyd \| Just as the monastery comes into view, a sound echoes throughout the Floyd \| hills. A crisp, clean sound. Rock on rock. Floyd \| Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| Still. The wind has all but stopped. Steep, white hills tower on both Floyd \| sides, blocking you in. The monastery looms in the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Apparently there have been evil solutions to previous problems like the horse, so there should be one here too"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| The sides are far too steep. Floyd \| Floyd \| The sound gets louder. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You run north a little ways, but it does little good. The avalanche Floyd \| still approaches. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Mountain Pass Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x avalanche"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill horse"
Floyd \| Slowly, trying not to alarm her, you bend down and grab the largest Floyd \| rock you can pick up. Then, with as much force as you can muster, you Floyd \| slam the rock into her head. She looks up at you in a blank stare Floyd \| before crashing to the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| The cracking sound is joined another: a more diffuse sound. A rumble. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide under horse"
Floyd \| You crouch behind the dead horse and curl yourself into a ball. Floyd \| Floyd \| The rumble turns to a roar. Waves of snow begin coasting down the hill Floyd \| in an avalanche. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Trees are snapped like twigs, joining the slide. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| It is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| The waves of snow pass over you, but luckily the horse's body shields Floyd \| you from the brunt of the impact. Her residual warmth is just enough Floyd \| to carry you through to the top of the snow once the avalanche has Floyd \| passed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart asks, "Who needs Cecilia?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat horse"
Floyd \| You're not that hungry. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| With the avalanche over and the horse gone, you have no choice but to Floyd \| make it back to the monastery on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| You don't know how long it takes. All you know is now the sky has Floyd \| clouded over, and drifts of snow make their way down from above. Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The light is gentler now. No, not gentler: weaker. Clouds block the Floyd \| sun, making it easy to see the stable to the east in a field of white. Floyd \| The infirmary lies to the west while the gate is to the south. The Floyd \| monastery offers its hollow promises of warmth to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A faint, garbled sound rises from the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A shrill, bleating noise comes from the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A garbled bleat rises through the hole in the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bowing your head through the brush, you enter a clearing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the clearing, you see what the bleat was. A lamb, no more Floyd \| than a few weeks old, is tied to a branch, struggling frantically. He Floyd \| cries out in terror as a pack of wolves encroach from the briars. They Floyd \| are hungry and confused. Do they go for the small, easy meat? Or the Floyd \| larger, more difficult meat? Floyd \| Floyd \| Just then, a shout from the belltower draws your attention. "Yoohoo, Floyd \| father!" You look up to see Drogo waving happily. "You shouldn't have Floyd \| come: it's feeding time." -- he shrugs -- "Oh well. Either way, Floyd \| they'll get fed." With that, he disappears down the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "throw hare"
Floyd \| Dropped. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha swings his head back and forth between you and the lamb. The Floyd \| others follow in unison. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "give hare"
Floyd \| (to the lamb) Floyd \| Charity is a virtue, but the lamb isn't interested. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha swings his head back and forth between you and the lamb. The Floyd \| others follow in unison. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "give hare to wolf"
Floyd \| You toss the hare to the wolves, hoping to divert their attention. You Floyd \| don't. One immediately being gobbling up the hare, but the others set Floyd \| their eyes, and their teeth, on you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill lamb"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| They have made their decision: you. Low growls ensue from all around Floyd \| as they approach. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "untie lamb"
Floyd \| Darting quickly, you tear the lamb from the branch and clutch him to Floyd \| your chest. His quivering shakes your bones. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha is the first to strike. He hits your leg, but he is so weak, Floyd \| you would barely feel it, if you weren't so weak yourself. A second Floyd \| strike to the back of your other leg sends you sprawling. You struggle Floyd \| to rise, but the rest of the pack leaps on you, smothering you in a Floyd \| blanket of mange and teeth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "restore"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "untie lamb"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bowing your head through the brush, you enter a clearing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the clearing, you see what the bleat was. A lamb, no more Floyd \| than a few weeks old, is tied to a branch, struggling frantically. He Floyd \| cries out in terror as a pack of wolves encroach from the briars. They Floyd \| are hungry and confused. Do they go for the small, easy meat? Or the Floyd \| larger, more difficult meat? Floyd \| Floyd \| Just then, a shout from the belltower draws your attention. "Yoohoo, Floyd \| father!" You look up to see Drogo waving happily. "You shouldn't have Floyd \| come: it's feeding time." -- he shrugs -- "Oh well. Either way, Floyd \| they'll get fed." With that, he disappears down the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "untie lamb"
Floyd \| Darting quickly, you tear the lamb from the branch and clutch him to Floyd \| your chest. His quivering shakes your bones. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves eye you and the lamb hungrily, uttering low, weak growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill lamb"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves begin circling, almost cutting off your exit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "give lamb to wolves"
Floyd \| You toss the lamb to the wolves, hoping to divert their attention. You Floyd \| don't. One immediately being gobbling up the lamb, but the others set Floyd \| their eyes, and their teeth, on you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your own bleats echo the lamb. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| The wolves trample through the garden after you, snow flying up in Floyd \| their wake. You pant and your legs burn with exhaustion. Floyd \| You can go only south or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alpha is the first to strike. He hits your leg, but he is so weak, Floyd \| you would barely feel it, if you weren't so weak yourself. A second Floyd \| strike to the back of your other leg sends you sprawling. You struggle Floyd \| to rise, but the rest of the pack leaps on you, smothering you in a Floyd \| blanket of mange and teeth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The chase is on. The wolves tear after you through the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves bound in from the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| The wolves trample through the garden after you, snow flying up in Floyd \| their wake. You pant and your legs burn with exhaustion. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves are getting closer. The alpha nips at your heels, Floyd \| attempting to drag you down. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh my. If you haven't played before, I suggest playing outside of Floyd so you can read the papers. That ending is. Wow."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Scrambling frantically, you hurl yourself up the ladder. The alpha Floyd \| grabs your heel, but you shake vigorously enough to send him flailing Floyd \| off into a snow bank. Soon, the wolves regroup and prowl around the Floyd \| base of the stables, eyeing you hungrily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables (on the roof) Floyd \| The smell is even worse up here. Snow weighs on the roof, causing it Floyd \| to sink in the middle. Sometimes hay is stored up here in the summer: Floyd \| now, the roof barely supports the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves prowl around the stables, every once in a while attempting Floyd \| a little leap up the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, the evil run has gotten pretty exciting too"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "throw lamb"
Floyd \| You toss the lamb into a patch of low briars, cushioning him from the Floyd \| ground. Dazed for a moment, the lamb quickly realizes his new Floyd \| surroundings and bolts off away from the wolves. The wolves are torn Floyd \| between the two of you, but eventually decide on the lamb. You've Floyd \| given them enough trouble already. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bleat. No, a scream sounds far off in the distance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You descend the ladder, the roof giving a sigh of relief as you do. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The light is gentler now. No, not gentler: weaker. Clouds block the Floyd \| sun, making it easy to see the stable to the east in a field of white. Floyd \| The infirmary lies to the west while the gate is to the south. The Floyd \| monastery offers its hollow promises of warmth to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church stands a little taller now. God cannot see as well through Floyd \| the clouds. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| Four chimes drone from the tower: Sext. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Hm"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x spill"
Floyd \| The liquid is a thick soup of black and red with small chunks of food Floyd \| mixed in. Blood and bile: plague vomit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Thank Heavens you are here," Cecilia says, embracing you: what is Floyd \| that on her back? "You must hurry, God told me that Constantin has Floyd \| been locking the plague victims in the cellar until they die, that is Floyd \| why he put the lock there, not to protect the food, but to protect Floyd \| himself. He killed Lucca to keep his secret. Go, get the cellar's key Floyd \| from him. If you hurry, there may be some survivors." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit leads from the calefactory to the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| A fresh blanket of snow lies upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x vomit"
Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only northwest, southeast, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "in"
Floyd \| (opening the calefactory door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| Positioned directly between the dormitory and your own room, the Floyd \| calefactory warms both, although lately it is less than adequate. Floyd \| While the calefactory itself is stiflingly hot, its heat stays Floyd \| confined. Your brow grows damp: your body, feverish. Slightly melted Floyd \| snow creeps in from the cloister to the northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A red scrawl winds its way around the room. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "read scrawl"
Floyd \| It says: Floyd \| Floyd \| I'm sorry, God. Please forgive me. The evil of my brothers and the Floyd \| father has been an affront to you. Forgive them. Please. Floyd \| Floyd \| Someone's here. Floyd \| Floyd \| That is all. Floyd \| Floyd \| Wet footsteps sound from behind. "Curious, isn't it?" It is Ignatius. Floyd \| Floyd \| He sidles up beside you and traces the blood with his hand. "He must Floyd \| have been sicker than we thought," --he pauses-- "The plague makes Floyd \| monsters of us all." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "What do you mean?" you ask, edging towards the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius laughs: a cold, dead sound. "You know better than any of us, Floyd \| father." He smiles at you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius circles the room, but he never strays far from the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| "I don't know what you're talking about," you reply. He's close. Too Floyd \| close. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Hah." Ignatius winks. Funny, it blinds him for a moment. "Of course Floyd \| you don't, father. I'm just teasing." Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius looks you up and down, unblinking. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| You muster a weak, sickly laugh. "Right. Haha." Floyd \| Floyd \| All he does is stare. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to ignatius"
Floyd \| No response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "For the record, there's also a "good" run, which is not what we were doing :)"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill ignatius"
Floyd \| You move, but you are far too slow. Or perhaps he just has a lot more Floyd \| practice. A knife flashes from his frock and across your neck. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is plenty of ink for the wall now. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Calefactory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| a tinderbox Floyd \| a candle (lit) Floyd \| a frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| "Yes, I should be going too," Ignatius says, slowly. "I will see you Floyd \| later, father." Floyd \| You can go only northwest or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "out"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Calefactory Floyd \| Perhaps this is the only place at Saint Cuthbert's that is a Floyd \| comfortable temperature. Heat blasts at you from the calefactory to Floyd \| the southeast, but it is countered by the chill from the cloister to Floyd \| the northwest. No, that isn't right. They do not cancel: their furies Floyd \| are incited by one another. Floyd \| Floyd \| A large pool of vomit has melted a hole in the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| A fresh blanket of snow lies upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "He's on to us"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit leads from the calefactory to the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit marks a trail into Constantin's cell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "drip wax in ear"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "put wax in constantin's ear"
Floyd \| Carefully, you drip a little bit of wax into Constantin's exposed ear. Floyd \| Soon, it wells out the top before forming a hard plug. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get keys"
Floyd \| You gently untangle the keys from his belt. He does not stir. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill constantin"
Floyd \| Moving swiftly, you rip the pillow from beneath Constantin's head and Floyd \| slam it onto his face. He is so weak. A few kicks are all he gives Floyd \| before he shudders and goes still. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The floor is soaked with vomit, making it almost slippery to walk on. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill constantin"
Floyd \| Moving swiftly, you rip the pillow from beneath Constantin's head and Floyd \| slam it onto his face. He is so weak. A few kicks are all he gives Floyd \| before he shudders and goes still. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get keys"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit marks a trail into Constantin's cell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| The vomit leads from the calefactory to the dormitory. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only south, east, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "unlock hatch"
Floyd \| What do you want to unlock the hatch with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "key"
Floyd \| You fit the key into the lock and turn. Click. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "open hatch"
Floyd \| You open the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| The stairs are slippery with something. A particularly poor step sends Floyd \| you careening down, your candle getting snuffed out in the process. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You brace yourself for the hard impact at the bottom, but it never Floyd \| comes. Instead, you fall into a soft, uneven mound. It jars your Floyd \| bones, but at least nothing breaks. The light from the kitchen barely Floyd \| makes it down the stairs: all you see is shadows. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search bodies"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search"
Floyd \| What do you want to search? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "corpse"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Just as you begin making your way up the stairs, the sound of Floyd \| footsteps in the kitchen makes you freeze. Someone is coming. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide"
Floyd \| Where do you want to hide? Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide under bodies"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the smell, you worm your way into the pile of Floyd \| bodies. The weight is suffocating, as is the smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| He searches around for a few moments: it appears your plan is working. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come out!" he demands. "I know you're in here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Enough games, father" he says, drawing a wickedly curved knife. Floyd \| Moving with cold, swift strikes, he begins stabbing into the mound of Floyd \| bodies. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hit him"
Floyd \| You can't see "him" (Constantin) at the moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hit figure"
Floyd \| You wait till he's close before swinging your leg as hard as you can Floyd \| into the back of his knee. He crumbles, his head smashing against the Floyd \| hard floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill figure"
Floyd \| You raise your foot and slam it into his head. It gives, but only Floyd \| slightly. So you jump. Up and down. Up and down. When you are done, he Floyd \| is little more than a smear upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| You grin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search ignatius"
Floyd \| You can't while hiding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "remove cowl"
Floyd \| (first taking the cowl) Floyd \| You can't while hiding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "unhide"
Floyd \| You return to the open. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is a bloody smear upon the stone from where you ground his head Floyd \| into the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Oh, so that's how"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search figure"
Floyd \| Warily, you lift the cowl from the man's face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chorus of rings sounds from the tower, echoing through the land. Floyd \| Five rings. None. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search corpse"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| There are none at all available! Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is a bloody smear upon the stone from where you ground his head Floyd \| into the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "light candle"
Floyd \| The fat sizzles for a moment as the flame comes to life but settles Floyd \| down soon after. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| Dozens of bodies fill the cellar: waist-high in some places. The faces Floyd \| are familiar, if not for the plague and decay. Hollow eyes drill into Floyd \| you from all sides. The flicker of the candle makes the corpses writhe Floyd \| and dance. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is little food left. An old cask of wine sits against one side. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is a bloody smear upon the stone from where you ground his head Floyd \| into the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| A prybar leans propped up against the cask. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat ignatius"
Floyd \| The blood is warm, delicate. It has a hint of illness, but it still Floyd \| soothes the thirst that dries you deep inside. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| The mass is soft; your teeth enter easily. You tear off a chunk. Floyd \| Flesh. Plague flesh. The tumor squelches in your mouth, and rancid Floyd \| blood drips from your lips. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "drink wine"
Floyd \| There's nothing suitable to drink here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x cask"
Floyd \| It is big and empty. The Eucharist often gets larger in times of Floyd \| stress. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get food"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get prybar"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only up or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "close hatch"
Floyd \| You close the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "lock hatch"
Floyd \| What do you want to lock the hatch with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "OH. Also. You can type quotes off, and it displays them in a way floyd can handle."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "key"
Floyd \| A lock means nothing to ghosts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Heh"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "quotes off"
Floyd \| Box quotes are now off. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only north, down or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "They'll now show up as regular text."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's corpse sinks into his bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get corpse"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat constantin"
Floyd \| Constantin's flesh is soft and squishy. The plague has done much. You Floyd \| barely have to chew. It simply slides down your throat and into your Floyd \| belly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart asks, "Where's Drogo?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pry flagstone"
Floyd \| What do you want to pry the flagstone with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "bar"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get paper"
Floyd \| (the papers) Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| And he said: "What hath thou hidden from me?" Joshua 247:94 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You're not leaving until you've read the papers that two people died Floyd \| for. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "read paper"
Floyd \| Which do you mean, the papers or Lucca's paper? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "papers"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		Lionheart exclaims, "DAmn!"
		Lionheart says, "Quotes off didnt help"
		Lionheart asks, "Is there something like that for menus?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
Lionheart pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
Lionheart pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "menus off"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "quotes off"
Floyd \| Box quotes are now off. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "restore"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "quotes off"
Floyd \| Box quotes are now off. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A garbled bleat rises through the hole in the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bowing your head through the brush, you enter a clearing. Floyd \| Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| A small patch of snow surrounded by briars. This used to be part of Floyd \| the garden; now nature has reclaimed it. The belltower rises out of Floyd \| the briars: a small hint of civilization in the wild. Floyd \| Floyd \| The hole through the briars leads back south. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the clearing, you see what the bleat was. A lamb, no more Floyd \| than a few weeks old, is tied to a branch, struggling frantically. He Floyd \| cries out in terror as a pack of wolves encroach from the briars. They Floyd \| are hungry and confused. Do they go for the small, easy meat? Or the Floyd \| larger, more difficult meat? Floyd \| Floyd \| Just then, a shout from the belltower draws your attention. "Yoohoo, Floyd \| father!" You look up to see Drogo waving happily. "You shouldn't have Floyd \| come: it's feeding time." -- he shrugs -- "Oh well. Either way, Floyd \| they'll get fed." With that, he disappears down the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye Floyd \| therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves. -- Matthew 10:16 Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "I guess we've missed a number of box quotes"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "untie lamb"
Floyd \| Darting quickly, you tear the lamb from the branch and clutch him to Floyd \| your chest. His quivering shakes your bones. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves eye you and the lamb hungrily, uttering low, weak growls. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "throw lamb"
Floyd \| You toss the lamb to the wolves, hoping to divert their attention. You Floyd \| don't. One immediately being gobbling up the lamb, but the others set Floyd \| their eyes, and their teeth, on you. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your own bleats echo the lamb. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| * You have died * Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, UNDO your last move Floyd \| or QUIT? Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd \| Clearing Floyd \| [Previous turn undone.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The chase is on. The wolves tear after you through the briars. Floyd \| Floyd \| Garden Floyd \| These gardens used to provide most of the food for the entire Floyd \| monastery. Now, none. A few black stalks poke through the snow, their Floyd \| appearance always perfectly predicted by the rows they were planted Floyd \| in. The wilderness is stronger here: twisted briars overrun the Floyd \| garden. The stables lie back to the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A hole has been cut through the briars to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves bound in from the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| The wolves trample through the garden after you, snow flying up in Floyd \| their wake. You pant and your legs burn with exhaustion. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves are getting closer. The alpha nips at your heels, Floyd \| attempting to drag you down. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Scrambling frantically, you hurl yourself up the ladder. The alpha Floyd \| grabs your heel, but you shake vigorously enough to send him flailing Floyd \| off into a snow bank. Soon, the wolves regroup and prowl around the Floyd \| base of the stables, eyeing you hungrily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables (on the roof) Floyd \| The smell is even worse up here. Snow weighs on the roof, causing it Floyd \| to sink in the middle. Sometimes hay is stored up here in the summer: Floyd \| now, the roof barely supports the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The wolves prowl around the stables, every once in a while attempting Floyd \| a little leap up the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "throw lamb"
Floyd \| You toss the lamb into a patch of low briars, cushioning him from the Floyd \| ground. Dazed for a moment, the lamb quickly realizes his new Floyd \| surroundings and bolts off away from the wolves. The wolves are torn Floyd \| between the two of you, but eventually decide on the lamb. You've Floyd \| given them enough trouble already. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bleat. No, a scream sounds far off in the distance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| You descend the ladder, the roof giving a sigh of relief as you do. Floyd \| Floyd \| Stables Floyd \| Half-a-dozen empty stalls show the plague's influence. As die the Floyd \| shepard, so does the flock. The smell winds its way through your Floyd \| nostrils, numb though they are. It can be escaped to the path in the Floyd \| west or the garden in the northeast. A small ladder leads up to the Floyd \| roof of the stables. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| The light is gentler now. No, not gentler: weaker. Clouds block the Floyd \| sun, making it easy to see the stable to the east in a field of white. Floyd \| The infirmary lies to the west while the gate is to the south. The Floyd \| monastery offers its hollow promises of warmth to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church stands a little taller now. God cannot see as well through Floyd \| the clouds. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| Four chimes drone from the tower: Sext. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Oh right, he went up the tower"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Panting more than a little, you make your way up the stairs to the Floyd \| top. Floyd \| Floyd \| Bell Tower Floyd \| The snow below is dark and broken. Yet all around is pristine. It is Floyd \| clean. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bell sways in the breeze, its tongue almost, but never, touching Floyd \| the sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| This is as close to Heaven as you'll ever be. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ring bell"
Floyd \| (the bell) Floyd \| The bell clangs. You have never been this close when it has before. Floyd \| Your ears sting for a bit before settling down. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "listen"
Floyd \| The wind. Nothing more. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Base of the Bell Tower Floyd \| Nestled in the northeast corner of the cloister, the bell tower rises Floyd \| high: higher than the steeples of the church. Footsteps cut a line in Floyd \| the snow from the cloister to the southwest to the tower itself in the Floyd \| northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x footsteps"
Floyd \| The footsteps have been replaced by a bloody, dirty mash of snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Thank Heavens you are here," Cecilia says, embracing you: what is Floyd \| that on her back? "You must hurry, God told me that Constantin has Floyd \| been locking the plague victims in the cellar until they die, that is Floyd \| why he put the lock there, not to protect the food, but to protect Floyd \| himself. He killed Lucca to keep his secret. Go, get the cellar's key Floyd \| from him. If you hurry, there may be some survivors." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin lies on his side, vomit oozing from the side of his mouth. Floyd \| A set of keys dangles from the belt of his frock, jingling ever so Floyd \| slightly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill constantin"
Floyd \| Moving swiftly, you rip the pillow from beneath Constantin's head and Floyd \| slam it onto his face. He is so weak. A few kicks are all he gives Floyd \| before he shudders and goes still. Floyd \| Floyd \| He was weak. You are doing well, father. It is almost finished. -- Floyd \| Esther 8394:48 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get keys"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| A dark blackish red spill marks the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "unlock hatch with key"
Floyd \| You fit the key into the lock and turn. Click. Floyd \| Floyd \| Damn Constantin and his locks. -- Deuteronomy 463:4 Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "..."
		Lionheart says, "We seem to be writing some new chapters"
		zarf says, "cute"
		Lionheart says, "And the Esther one earlier"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd \| The stairs are slippery with something. A particularly poor step sends Floyd \| you careening down, your candle getting snuffed out in the process. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You brace yourself for the hard impact at the bottom, but it never Floyd \| comes. Instead, you fall into a soft, uneven mound. It jars your Floyd \| bones, but at least nothing breaks. The light from the kitchen barely Floyd \| makes it down the stairs: all you see is shadows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Be careful, father. Someone's coming. -- Luke 4356:235 Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Maybe these are the whispers we were hearing before"
		Lionheart says, "Now giving us encouragement and advice"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide"
Floyd \| Where do you want to hide? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hide under corpses"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the smell, you worm your way into the pile of Floyd \| bodies. The weight is suffocating, as is the smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Footsteps sound through the hatch. They are faint but growing Floyd \| stronger. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "z"
Floyd \| Time passes. Slowly. Floyd \| Floyd \| He searches around for a few moments: it appears your plan is working. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come out!" he demands. "I know you're in here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hit figure"
Floyd \| You wait till he's close before swinging your leg as hard as you can Floyd \| into the back of his knee. He crumbles, his head smashing against the Floyd \| hard floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill figure"
Floyd \| You raise your foot and slam it into his head. It gives, but only Floyd \| slightly. So you jump. Up and down. Up and down. When you are done, he Floyd \| is little more than a smear upon the ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| You grin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| You can't while hiding. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "unhide"
Floyd \| You return to the open. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is a bloody smear upon the stone from where you ground his head Floyd \| into the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "light candle"
Floyd \| The fat sizzles for a moment as the flame comes to life but settles Floyd \| down soon after. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| Dozens of bodies fill the cellar: waist-high in some places. The faces Floyd \| are familiar, if not for the plague and decay. Hollow eyes drill into Floyd \| you from all sides. The flicker of the candle makes the corpses writhe Floyd \| and dance. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is little food left. An old cask of wine sits against one side. Floyd \| Floyd \| There is a bloody smear upon the stone from where you ground his head Floyd \| into the floor. Floyd \| Floyd \| A prybar leans propped up against the cask. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpse"
Floyd \| The mass is soft; your teeth enter easily. You tear off a chunk. Floyd \| Flesh. Plague flesh. The tumor squelches in your mouth, and rancid Floyd \| blood drips from your lips. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chorus of rings sounds from the tower, echoing through the land. Floyd \| Five rings. None. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat figure"
Floyd \| The blood is warm, delicate. It has a hint of illness, but it still Floyd \| soothes the thirst that dries you deep inside. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search bodies"
Floyd \| You find nothing of interest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "search figure"
Floyd \| Warily, you lift the cowl from the man's face. Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "g"
Floyd \| You've already done that. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get akk"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get all"
Floyd \| prybar: Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "close hatch"
Floyd \| You close the hatch. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "lock hatch with key"
Floyd \| A lock means nothing to ghosts. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only north, down or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| These walls are Constantin's tomb. Slime coats the floor and slides Floyd \| from the walls. The stench is trapped, harsh. It can be escaped to the Floyd \| northwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's corpse sinks into his bed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat constantin"
Floyd \| Constantin's flesh is soft and squishy. The plague has done much. You Floyd \| barely have to chew. It simply slides down your throat and into your Floyd \| belly. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get corpse"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get constantin"
Floyd \| He is too heavy. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, west, northeast, southeast, southwest or Floyd \| out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ne"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Drogo's Room Floyd \| He seems to have made himself right at home. The room smells of Floyd \| animals and sweat; scratches adorn the bed and lead out the door to Floyd \| the southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x scratches"
Floyd \| Scratches line the posts. Some from claws, some from metal. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "bed"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x bed"
Floyd \| Scratches line the posts. Some from claws, some from metal. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "smell"
Floyd \| Sweat and animals: wet dog, or something similar. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "sw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Ignatius's Room Floyd \| Ignatius's room does not smell as strongly as the others. A bed is Floyd \| pushed up against one wall, opposite the door to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pry flagstone"
Floyd \| What do you want to pry the flagstone with? Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "prybar"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| You're not leaving until you've read the papers that two people died Floyd \| for. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "burn paper"
Floyd \| (the papers) Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "tear paper"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "restore"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| The pews stumble over eachother, desperately crawling for the chancel Floyd \| in the north. The light outside finds no entrance: the Saints will not Floyd \| permit it. The frescoes are all but lost in the darkness above. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo welcomes you to the chancel from his perch on the cross. His Floyd \| perpetual grin consumes his face and blood drips into his eyes from Floyd \| the crown of thorns. Floyd \| Floyd \| A rank chamberpot sits before the chancel, human filth caking its Floyd \| sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints scream from their glass cages. They would run, but they are Floyd \| trapped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x crown"
Floyd \| Matteo grins. It spreads throughout the church. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| God, to think of all the time you wasted up here. The blind leading Floyd \| the blind. A quiet laugh spreads through your heart. A joke. The rest Floyd \| of the church lies to the south; it's not as funny of a joke. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo welcomes you to the chancel from his perch on the cross. His Floyd \| perpetual grin consumes his face and blood drips into his eyes from Floyd \| the crown of thorns. Floyd \| Floyd \| Wormholes, rotted flesh, and maggots are all that remain on Saint Floyd \| Cuthbert's bones. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern has crumbled away. The weight of the Bible is crushing to Floyd \| the wicked. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints scream from their glass cages. They would run, but they are Floyd \| trapped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "cross"
Floyd \| You can go only south, down or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "cuthbert"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x cross"
Floyd \| Matteo revels from his perch, his blood staining the splintered wood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "cuthbert"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x cuthbert"
Floyd \| He is a body with holes, or a skeleton with flesh. Rot extends to his Floyd \| bones, causing them to crumble into vile dust. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "touch cuthert"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get corpse"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x bible"
Floyd \| The dead animal hide wrapping its pages is rotted and filled with Floyd \| maggots. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "destroy bible"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get bible"
Floyd \| It burns to the touch, charring your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "burn bible"
Floyd \| It does not light. The dampness spoils everything here. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get cross"
Floyd \| Drogo secured him well. Flesh and wood are one. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (on the chancel) Floyd \| God, to think of all the time you wasted up here. The blind leading Floyd \| the blind. A quiet laugh spreads through your heart. A joke. The rest Floyd \| of the church lies to the south; it's not as funny of a joke. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo welcomes you to the chancel from his perch on the cross. His Floyd \| perpetual grin consumes his face and blood drips into his eyes from Floyd \| the crown of thorns. Floyd \| Floyd \| Wormholes, rotted flesh, and maggots are all that remain on Saint Floyd \| Cuthbert's bones. Floyd \| Floyd \| The lectern has crumbled away. The weight of the Bible is crushing to Floyd \| the wicked. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints scream from their glass cages. They would run, but they are Floyd \| trapped. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| The pews stumble over eachother, desperately crawling for the chancel Floyd \| in the north. The light outside finds no entrance: the Saints will not Floyd \| permit it. The frescoes are all but lost in the darkness above. Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo welcomes you to the chancel from his perch on the cross. His Floyd \| perpetual grin consumes his face and blood drips into his eyes from Floyd \| the crown of thorns. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints scream from their glass cages. They would run, but they are Floyd \| trapped. Floyd \| Floyd \| A rank chamberpot sits before the chancel, human filth caking its Floyd \| sides. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Bedroom Floyd \| Cold, heavy light slides in through the window and creeps along the Floyd \| floor out the door to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| The dim light leaches all color from the desk. Floyd \| Floyd \| The bed, cold and harsh, no longer welcomes you. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Damn them," she spits. "Very well. Go to the stone in Matteo's room. Floyd \| I want to see what this whole situation is about." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to cecilia"
Floyd \| "Go now. It is time." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cecilia paces back and forth. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "kill cecilia"
Floyd \| You move, but something holds you back. Floyd \| Floyd \| Kill me not, for I will be your salvation. -- Job 345:90 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "hit cecilia"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| (opening the outside door) Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, in or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| Darkness begins to creep across the sky from atop the infirmary in the Floyd \| west. The last rays of light expose the stables to the east and the Floyd \| gate to the south. The monastery lies to the north, its walls offering Floyd \| promises of shelter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| You can go only north or out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| Darkness begins to creep across the sky from atop the infirmary in the Floyd \| west. The last rays of light expose the stables to the east and the Floyd \| gate to the south. The monastery lies to the north, its walls offering Floyd \| promises of shelter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "nw"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cemetery Floyd \| The wind whips its way through the tombstones, whistling a harsh tune. Floyd \| The air is crisp and clean, the smell of corpses is nowhere to be Floyd \| found. In a section off from the established cemetary, row upon row of Floyd \| makeshift crosses stand: plague victims. The path winds its way back Floyd \| to the infirmary in the southeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Well, I guess Drogo's disappeared until after the reading of the pages"
		Lionheart says, "So unless we can get floyd to handle the menu, I guess we're at an impasse"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "break crosses"
Floyd \| You are too weak. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "dig"
Floyd \| There is nothing to find. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Outside the Infirmary Floyd \| The infirmary stands well away from the rest of the monastery. Little Floyd \| good it has done, though. The plague still seeped its way in. A Floyd \| rickety door leads into the infirmary, and a well-worn path leads to Floyd \| the cemetery in the northwest and back to the main path in the east. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| Darkness begins to creep across the sky from atop the infirmary in the Floyd \| west. The last rays of light expose the stables to the east and the Floyd \| gate to the south. The monastery lies to the north, its walls offering Floyd \| promises of shelter. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Gate Floyd \| Broken stone and snow are all that remain here. A north-south path Floyd \| with but a few footsteps can be picked out through the rubble leading Floyd \| from the monastery towards Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| A tangled mass of corpses lines the southern side of the former gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| The fallen snow is too thick. You would not make it far on foot. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "x corpses"
Floyd \| Dozens of bodies line the wall: the villagers of Rovato. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "eat corpses"
Floyd \| The flesh is hard. Your teeth grind upon it, eventually releasing a Floyd \| tiny lump of plague-ridden muscle. You chew. It tastes delicious Floyd \| nonetheless. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Path Floyd \| Darkness begins to creep across the sky from atop the infirmary in the Floyd \| west. The last rays of light expose the stables to the east and the Floyd \| gate to the south. The monastery lies to the north, its walls offering Floyd \| promises of shelter. Floyd \| Floyd \| A gust of wind slices across your ears. You shiver. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Archway Floyd \| The last hint of shelter against the outside world. But it is only a Floyd \| hint. The wind rushes by like a stream of ice water to the south: only Floyd \| the curve of the arch protects you. The warmth, for as much as it can Floyd \| be called that, of the monastery awaits to the north and the cold of Floyd \| outside to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs open, as poor as the people it is meant to help. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| Clouds close off the sky, blocking the light but not the snow. Floyd \| Floyd \| The colonnade is broken to the south by the exit to the hall and to Floyd \| the west by the entrance to the refectory. The brothers' dormitory Floyd \| lies to the east, between the calefactory in the southeast and the Floyd \| belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church rolls and laughs to the north, pointing Her sharp fingers Floyd \| in a perpetual mock at God. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| An itch tickles beneath your skin. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "save"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "evilmonk"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to store: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "pry stone with bar"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "get paper"
Floyd \| (the papers) Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| And he said: "What hath thou hidden from me?" Joshua 247:94 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "rip up paper"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "destroy evidence"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "menu"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "menu off"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "menus off"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to floyd), "help"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah, all three endings seem to require reading the papers. I don't see anything about disabling them. I really thought Floyd has handled them properly in the past, though."
		Lionheart asks, "Is there some switch on Floyd that has to be set?"
Lionheart says (to floyd), "Showpartial"
Floyd says (to Lionheart), "No partial line. Bo-ring."
Lionheart says (to floyd), "Showpartial"
Floyd says (to Lionheart), "No partial line. Bo-ring."
Lionheart says (to floyd), "Showpartial yes"
Floyd says (to Lionheart), "No partial line. Bo-ring."
Lionheart says (to floyd), "showmenu"
Floyd says (to Lionheart), "Floyd doesn't know that trick."		Lionheart says, "Ah well, I guess I'll have to download the game now if I want to see the endings"
Lionheart says (to floyd), "option"
Floyd says (to Lionheart), "Floyd doesn't know that trick."		genericgeekgirl says, "Testing something."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "help"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "help"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|		Lionheart says, "Hey you fixed it"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I don't understand why this works, but not the papers."
		genericgeekgirl says, "No, I think it might be coded differently.."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| > If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf26"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "But about crashed it when I tried it from the save"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh. Hm."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "Weird."
		Lionheart asks, "Hm. So it's doing something different when you do it near the end of the game. Is the help context-sensitive?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It doesn't seem to be."
		genericgeekgirl says, "I never checked the hints not at the beginning, though."
		genericgeekgirl says, "So yeah, maybe they are. The rest of the help file should not change."
		Lionheart says, "Well let's look at the 'new verbs' entry in the help, see if any of those look helpful"
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's about turning off quotes."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| > If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| > General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| > General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > General Tips Floyd \| New Verbs Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| General Tips Floyd \| > New Verbs Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| There are no new verbs necessary to complete the game. However, one Floyd \| standard library verb has had its grammar considerably altered (and Floyd \| given the subject matter of the game, it shouldn't be too hard to Floyd \| guess which one). Floyd \| Floyd \| Additionally, conversation is handled a little differently. One can Floyd \| TALK TO <CHARACTER> and have a general conversation about whatever Floyd \| seems most pertinent at the time (you can TALK TO them several times Floyd \| in a row to carry on the conversation). Alternatively, if that doesn't Floyd \| quench your thirst for knowledge, you can ASK, TELL, or TALK TO an NPC Floyd \| about <TOPIC>. All three give the same responses, however, so as to Floyd \| avoid the headaches associated with asking someone about something but Floyd \| not telling them about it first. Floyd \| Floyd \| A WALKTHRU command is included if the hints aren't to your liking. Floyd \| Also, if you have trouble remembering the brothers or saints, type Floyd \| BROTHERS or SAINTS. Floyd \| Floyd \| Finally, if the boxed quotes bother you, you can get them to print Floyd \| QUOTES OFF at any time. Type QUOTES ON to get things back to default. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [Press Any Key]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| General Tips Floyd \| > New Verbs Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| > General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf25"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cellar Floyd \| You can make out little. Some light streams in down the stairs, but it Floyd \| is not enough. The floor is covered in something lumpy and deep. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Damn!" You hear someone curse from the kitchen. The footsteps grow Floyd \| faster as they rush towards the stairs. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "help"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| "Come on out, father!" The voice is hoarse and broken. A candle bobs Floyd \| down the stairwell. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "help"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "Just curius where this started."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf 20"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Restore failed. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf20"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		genericgeekgirl says, "I wonder if it never works after the first move."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Which is.. weird."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Trying one last thing, and then I'm off."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Pulling your frock tightly about you, you sigh and exit to the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| As cold as your room is, this hall is even colder. The stone walls Floyd \| dance and glisten with dampness. The warmth of your room awaits to the Floyd \| east, and the cold of the outside world through a heavy door to the Floyd \| south. Moonlight streams in from the cloister to the north, and a Floyd \| flimsy door secures the locutory to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Bracing yourself for the cold, you lower your hood and exit to the Floyd \| cloister. Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Lucca, face flushed and cheeks wet, storms out from the bell Floyd \| tower and off to the dormitory in the east, meeting your eyes for only Floyd \| a moment. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Are you alright, Brother?" you ask, receiving no response. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Since you relegated the brothers to pray on their own, except for Floyd \| Mass, the church has been all but empty. Rows of pews part down the Floyd \| centre, ushering you up to the chancel in the north opposite the Floyd \| cloister in the south. The ceiling towers above you, its frescoes dim Floyd \| in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "talk to him"
Floyd \| "How are you, Ignatius?" you ask, laying your hand on his shoulder. Floyd \| Floyd \| He startles, whirling around, his bad eye twitching and shuddering. Floyd \| "Oh, father. You spooked me." He shakes his head. "I'm sorry, what did Floyd \| you ask." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| [Warning: Since the game menu contains hints (none immediately Floyd \| visible, however) you are given the option to type HINTS OFF to Floyd \| disable it. Type ABOUT again to get to the menu.] Floyd \| Floyd \| Thunder rumbles overhead, shaking the monastery to its foundations. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|		Lionheart asks, "Going to see if it fails after tthe first puzzle is solved?"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ok, I don't know. Somewhere in the middle of the game, it just stops working."
		genericgeekgirl asks, "Sure, which one was that?"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Church (in the pews) Floyd \| Cedar pews line the path from the chancel in the north to the cloister Floyd \| to the south, their surfaces cold. The ceiling towers above you, its Floyd \| frescoes dim in the candlelight. Floyd \| Floyd \| Towering above all else is a massive wooden cross. It is awesome. Floyd \| Floyd \| The font glows warmly in the candlelight, not a ripple on its water's Floyd \| surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| The Saints smile cheerfully down upon you from their colorful windows. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Ignatius sits in one of the pews near the front, staring Floyd \| intently at the candles. Floyd \| Floyd \| A loud crackle splits the sound of wind. Lightning. Stone tumbles in Floyd \| the distance. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Refectory Floyd \| The only room at Saint Cuthbert's large enough to hold all the Floyd \| brothers, except for the church, the refectory seems immense. Floyd \| Normally, when you are in here the place is alive. Now, the only Floyd \| movement is that of drafts spinning between the tables and out to the Floyd \| cloister in the east. Row upon row of deserted seats stand testament Floyd \| to the damage inflicted by the plague. The kitchen lies to the south. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Drogo sits at one of the tables, scratching furiously at its Floyd \| hard surface. Floyd \| Floyd \| Whispers dance in your ears. Growing. Fading. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to drogo"
Floyd \| "How are you feeling, brother?" Floyd \| Floyd \| "Oh, I am feeling quite alright. In fact, I feel like a bird who Floyd \| crawls under the soil." Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "The hints at this point say to talk to Lucca, I think."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "se"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Constantin's Room Floyd \| Constantin is one of the few brothers with anything in his room Floyd \| besides a bed. A few tools lay next to the door in the northwest; Floyd \| remnants of his life as a blacksmith. A smell lingers here: a sour Floyd \| smell. Floyd \| Floyd \| Brother Constantin sits on the bed, a young hare dangling from his Floyd \| hand. His knife moves swiftly. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "About the flagstone, I guess."
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles frantically at the ground, his blood staining the Floyd \| stones. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why do you dig, Lucca?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo is hiding something. I just know it's under here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Why do you think that?" The blood pours from his fingers. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I just know," he sobs. "He scrapes around here at night." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "quotes off"
Floyd \| Box quotes are now off. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca"
Floyd \| "Leave me alone," he blubbers through the tear-laden mucus that Floyd \| streams from his nose. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| This room is small: the same as all the others. A bed is pushed up Floyd \| against one wall, opposite the door to the north. Floyd \| Floyd \| Lucca scrabbles frantically at the ground, his blood staining the Floyd \| stones. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "p"
Floyd \| [p -> open] Floyd \| (Brother Lucca) Floyd \| He's not something you can open. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "talk to lucca about stones"
Floyd \| "Why do you dig, Lucca?" you ask. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Matteo is hiding something. I just know it's under here." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| A warmth spreads through your body, soothing the chill and fear from Floyd \| your bones. Salvation. Floyd \| Floyd \| She is here. Floyd \| Floyd \| "I am here," she said, her voice calming the frightened lamb. "There Floyd \| is nothing more to fear. I will be your salvation." -- Ruth 899:3411 Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Lionheart says, "Okay now try"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| > If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| > General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| > General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Hints Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > Getting Started Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Getting Started Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > What am I trying to do? Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Have fun, for starters. (4 hints left.)
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Explore, talk to people. (3 hints left.)
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Get a general feel for Saint Cuthbert's. (2 hints left.)
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Go see Lucca to get the ball rolling. (1 hint left.) Floyd \| Then return to the entrance hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [Press Any Key]
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Getting Started Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > What am I trying to do? Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Hints Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > Getting Started Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Dormitory Floyd \| Dozens of openings line the hall, each leading to a separate cell, Floyd \| except for the west, which leads to the cloister. Although there are Floyd \| no doors, the entrances are positioned as such to afford as much Floyd \| privacy as possible. Brother Matteo's chamber is to the south, Floyd \| Ignatius's to the north, Drogo's newly appointed cell is to the Floyd \| northeast, Constantin's is to the southeast, and Lucca's to the Floyd \| southwest. Floyd \| Floyd \| A scraping sound comes from Constantin's cell, forming an eerie melody Floyd \| with the sobs from Matteo's. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| You can go only north, south, west, northeast, southeast, southwest or Floyd \| out. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Cloister Floyd \| In the warmer months, Brother Matteo maintains a beautiful garden in Floyd \| the cloister. Now there is nothing but a few dead vines sticking out Floyd \| from beneath a blanket of snow. Still, it has a calm dignity: the wind Floyd \| finds no entrance here. The colonnade is broken to the south by the Floyd \| exit to the hall and to the west by the entrance to the refectory. The Floyd \| brothers' dormitory lies to the east, between the calefactory in the Floyd \| southeast and the belltower in the northeast. Floyd \| Floyd \| The church commands from the north, its spires reaching up to Heaven. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| As you enter the hall, you hear a feeble rasping at the southern door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, help me. Is anyone in there?" A faint voice calls over the Floyd \| wind. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please, I have traveled for days. Rovato is a graveyard. The rats Floyd \| have eaten everything." Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please. It is so cold." Floyd \| Floyd \| A wolf howls in the distance. A hungry, plaintive sound. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "open gate"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd \| Pushing the bar out of the way, you open the door, allowing a frail Floyd \| figure and a drift of snow to spill into the hall. Floyd \| Floyd \| Before you, fingers bloody and face as pale as the snow it lies in, is Floyd \| a young woman. Her clothing is little more than tatters with stains of Floyd \| blood from where her hands were resting. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Please," she gasps, raising herself up for a moment. "I am so cold." Floyd \| With that, she returns her face to the icy ground. Floyd \| Floyd \| Honour and majesty are before him: strength and beauty are in his Floyd \| sanctuary. -- Psalms 96:6 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take girl"
Floyd \| With more than a little trouble, you hoist the girl into your arms. Floyd \| Your knees feel as though they might buckle but hold for now. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| (opening the door to the locutory) Floyd \| You turn sideways and slide into the locutory, careful not to catch Floyd \| the young woman's head on the frame. Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "put girl in bed"
Floyd \| You lay the young girl on the bed, and she immediately relaxes. Her Floyd \| eyes remain closed but no longer twitch with discomfort. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd \| Before you leave, you close the entrance door lest the snow, or worse, Floyd \| get in. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| The room is small; the same as all the others. But it seems smaller of Floyd \| late. The hall extends to the west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "take blanket"
Floyd \| Taken. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Entrance Hall Floyd \| There is little to be seen here but the locutory door to the west and Floyd \| your room to the east. North and south both lead to the cold: north to Floyd \| the cloister and south to outside. Floyd \| Floyd \| The alms box hangs closed beside the door. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "w"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| Near the door to the east is a fireplace, its embers cold for days. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give blanket to girl"
Floyd \| You drape your bedding over the girl, and she seems to calm down a Floyd \| bit. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "light fire"
Floyd \| After much coaxing, you finally get the wet logs to ignite. The flame Floyd \| is weak, but it will do. Floyd \| Floyd \| The warmth is finally enough for her to stir. Floyd \| Floyd \| "Food," she says. "Please." Floyd \| Floyd \| With that, she passes back into slumber. Floyd \| Floyd \| Half of the wood he burns in the fire. He also warms himself and says, Floyd \| "Ah! I am warm; I see the fire." -- Isaiah 44:16 Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "give food to girl"
Floyd \| You can't see any such thing. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Oh right. Eh."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "p"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|		TheXenographer asks, "oh, did you guys get menus working finally?"
Lionheart presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Hints Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > How do I wake the girl? Floyd \| Getting Started Floyd \|		genericgeekgirl says, "Not quite."
		genericgeekgirl says, "It works at the beginning, but stops working at some point during the game."
		genericgeekgirl says, "We're not quite sure when or why."
		TheXenographer says, "Huh. I see."
		Lionheart says, "We suspect it may be something to do with the context sensitive help - late in the game, some option may be unlocked that floyd cannot handle"
		Lionheart says, "Which somehow also kills the letters"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "version"
Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Standard interpreter 1.0 (2N) / Library serial number 040227 Floyd \| Floyd \| >		TheXenographer says, "I'm just surprised you're sticking with it when it inevitably crashes once you get to a certain point"
		Lionheart asks, "Is this the comp version or the post-comp version?"
		Lionheart says, "Cause I just went to [LINK] to download it, and there's two versions here"
		Lionheart says, "Hm, the post-comp one also has serial number 051128"
		Lionheart says, "And the comp one is 050929"
Johnny has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.		Jacqueline says, "FWIW, I downloaded the post-comp release - the version number must not have been changed, or else I followed a link to the wrong file."
		Jacqueline says, "(Back, btw.)"
TheXenographer goes home.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "about"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| > Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| > If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| > General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| > General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "n"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl presses the yellow enter button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Hints Floyd \| N=Go Down P=Go up Floyd \| Enter=Select Q=back Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| > How do I wake the girl? Floyd \| Getting Started Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers: Hints and Info Floyd \| N = next subject P = previous Floyd \| RETURN = read subject Q = resume game Floyd \| Floyd \| Please select one of the following items: Floyd \| Disclaimer Floyd \| If You Haven't Played Interactive Fiction Before Floyd \| General Info about the Game and Author Floyd \| General Tips and New Verbs Floyd \| > Hints Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "q"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Locutory Floyd \| The locutory used to be alive with the bartering of merchants and the Floyd \| tales of visiting brothers, but since the gate was closed, no one has Floyd \| been in here but you. A small bed is pushed up against the wall for Floyd \| those visitors not permitted residency in the monastery, its tired Floyd \| frame supporting a light mattress. Floyd \| Floyd \| A small circle of warmth surrounds the fireplace near the door to the Floyd \| east. Floyd \| Floyd \| The girl sleeps upon the bed, turning fitfully every now and then. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		genericgeekgirl says, "Mhm. Not sure if you figured this out yet, but it's definitely not a problem that is introduced simply when the adaptive hint menu is updated."
Fang is told of the death of Christ, and becomes so angry that the brain bursts from his head, and he dies. The blood from the wound baptises him as a Christian, and his soul goes to heaven.		Lionheart asks, "Any idea what it is?"
Lionheart says (to Floyd), "ask girl about plague"
Floyd \| She sleeps; she cannot hear. Floyd \| Floyd \| >		Jacqueline asks, "You saw where I said this is supposedly a post-comp release, right?"
		Lionheart says, "I confirmed that from the serial number"
		Jacqueline says, "Okay. It looked like there was some confusion that, just making sure."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Yeah. That's what I'm running, too. Very odd."
		Jacqueline asks, "Are you having the same crashes offline as online?"
maga disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.		genericgeekgirl says, "Nope."
		genericgeekgirl says, "And I'm not sure what point it starts happening here, since it's fine at the beginning, and even at the first hint change, but clearly didn't work towards the end when we found the papers."
		genericgeekgirl says, "cyberskunk and I have been planning to replace our IF bot (which is a Python wrapper around dumb frotz, and is therefore limited to z-machine games) with something based on an older version of Floyd (since that's all we could find online), so we're particularly curious to find out what's causing this."
Ghogg arrives, full of fun, but no funk.		Jacqueline says, "I'm betting if you wanted a more recent version of Floyd all you have to do is ask inky."
		genericgeekgirl says, "You know, that didn't occur to me."
		Jacqueline says, "I could be wrong, but I think he's not a big secret."
		vimes says, "Yeah, floyd is hardly a huge secret."
		vimes says, "He's rather a bit of a hack in some ways, particularly the bit I added to be able to dump partial lines, but..."
		genericgeekgirl says, "We've been looking at the top link here: [LINK]"
		vimes says, "well, floyd as he currently exists is a perl wrapper around a bunch of console-mode dumb* terps"
		genericgeekgirl nods. "I'll poke him about it. Thanks."
		vimes says, "if he says "sure but i'm busy", let me know and i'll help you out"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I just sent him mail about it."
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| That's not a verb I recognise. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf24"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Kitchen Floyd \| The dead don't eat, or so you've been told. Still, the kitchen is Floyd \| practically empty. Bare tables stand with no crumbs on them, and a Floyd \| hatch through the floor leads to the cellar. The refectory lies to the Floyd \| north. Floyd \| Floyd \| A cutlery rack sits on one of the tables. Floyd \| Floyd \| A bare cupboard sits up against the wall. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "restore"
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "cf26"
Floyd \| Enter saved game to load: Ok. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "l"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Matteo's Room Floyd \| So empty. So, so empty. North leads out. Floyd \| Floyd \| One of the flagstones is tinted with blood. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd \| You are carrying: Floyd \| a prybar Floyd \| some keys Floyd \| Lucca's paper Floyd \| a Cecilia's eyes Floyd \| Drogo's eyes Floyd \| a hare Floyd \| Matteo's note Floyd \| Ignatius's eye Floyd \| Matteo's eyes Floyd \| Lucca's eyes Floyd \| Constantin's eyes Floyd \| a coin Floyd \| your tinderbox Floyd \| your candle Floyd \| your frock (being worn) Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "quotes off"
Floyd \| Box quotes are now off. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "pry flagstone with bar"
Floyd \| Fitting the bar between the cracks in the flooring, you pry the Floyd \| flagstone up. It comes out easily. Floyd \| Floyd \| Where it lay, in a slight hollow in the soil, are a few wrinkled Floyd \| sheets of paper. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "read paper"
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"
zarf has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "load vespers"
Floyd \| Welcome to the Cheap Glk Implementation, library version 0.9.0. Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| [pausing to show unread error message]
genericgeekgirl pushes the green 'space' button.
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Day One Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \|
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "quit"
Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| Floyd \| It has been five days, now. Five days since I made the choice. Five Floyd \| days since I closed the gate. Floyd \| Floyd \| Really, there was no choice. Rovato was damned when the first spot Floyd \| appeared: when the first bloody cough ensued from the mouth of an Floyd \| urchin. To have allowed the sick sanctuary at Saint Cuthbert's would Floyd \| only have damned us as well. Floyd \| Floyd \| But we were already damned. Floyd \| Floyd \| The plague came. And now we suffer. Floyd \| Floyd \| Vespers Floyd \| (First time players should type ABOUT) Floyd \| Release 1 / Serial number 051128 / Inform v6.30 Library 6/11 Floyd \| Floyd \| Six crisp chimes mark Vespers. Your heart flutters for a moment, and Floyd \| you place your head in your hands. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your Bedroom Floyd \| Your room is small; it is the same as all the others, but it seems Floyd \| smaller of late. With so many of your brothers gone, there has been Floyd \| little for you to do but wait. Wait for the spots to appear in this Floyd \| tiny, dark room. Floyd \| Floyd \| A chill breeze spins in through the window and out the door to the Floyd \| west. Floyd \| Floyd \| Your old desk is pushed up against one side. It sags but holds itself Floyd \| up proudly. Floyd \| Floyd \| Against the other side is your bed, the blanket wrapped up in itself Floyd \| from this morning. Floyd \| Floyd \| >
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "quit"
Floyd \| Are you sure you want to quit?
genericgeekgirl says (to Floyd), "y"
Floyd \|
Floyd asks, "That game over already? It was just getting good. Wanna play another?"		inky says (to genericgeekgirl), "I've put the source up at [LINK]"
		inky says, "I guess you could put it in github if you want but it's pretty ifmud-specific in its current form"
		inky says, "also, I didn't write it, so if you want to give credit to someone, give it to Evin Robertson"
		cyberskunk says, "inky++"
		inky says, "er, yeah, and to you too"
		inky says, "I mean, that message was directed to you too"
		genericgeekgirl says (to inky), "Awesome, thank you."
		Lionheart plays through to the different endings.
Binder has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
genericgeekgirl disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.
Ghogg has had his fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
DustyCypress arrives, full of fun, but no funk.
DustyCypress kicks the banana machine, but nothing happens.
DustyCypress reads the toy catalogue and fades from view.
DustyCypress arrives, full of neither funk nor fun.
DustyCypress sniffs a beautiful red rose.
DustyCypress pushes Mike Tyson, but Tyson refuses to budge. Tyson pushes back, and delivers a punch that sends DustyCypress sprawling to the floor.
DustyCypress tugs on Mike Tyson's arm. Since Tyson is a boxer, not a wrestler, he is caught off guard, and DustyCypress manages to fling him halfway across the room. Tyson rises to his feet, and glares at DustyCypress angrily.
DustyCypress attempts to search Mike Tyson, but is shoved aside. Clearly Tyson isn't going to tolerate this sort of thing.
DustyCypress bites Mike Tyson viciously on the shoulder. Tyson retaliates with an even more vicious bite to DustyCypress's ear. DustyCypress backs off and begins bandaging her ear.
DustyCypress asks, "tyson about ear"
Lionheart waves.
Lionheart has had Lionheart's fill of playing for now, and goes back to the Lounge.
DustyCypress makes disgusting noises with a glob of Gak.
DustyCypress disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.		baf asks, "So, is Club Floyd going to be doing Apollo 18+20 at all?"
		Ellison says, "I hadn't thought about it, but I imagine so"
		baf says, "Because this is one of the few occasions when I feel like I'd want to play games in a group."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ack. And I'm about to leave town for two weeks :("
		maga says, "Jacq has mentioned that that's probably the plan, yes"
		genericgeekgirl says, "I wonder how long it would take to play through them all. I'd really like to be here when y'all play mine."
Jacqueline disappears through an invisible gap in the MUD. You think you may have heard the sounds of chatting before the gap closed again.		genericgeekgirl says, "Yes, please. Even if it's just to skip mine."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Of course they'd come out right before my trip :P"
		Jacqueline says, "Hm. I think it'll take us a few weeks to get through these."
		Jacqueline says, "there are lots"
		Jacqueline says, "I think we'll probably start tackling them, but I will hold off on yours."
		DavidW says, "At least two can't be played via Floyd."
		maga says, "some are extremely quick, but some rather less so"
		Jacqueline asks (of DW), "Oh?"
		Jacqueline says, "huh"
		DavidW says, "Nick's is in JavaScript."
		DavidW says, "You could easily cut n paste that one."
		DavidW says, "But there's another that says it requires sound and graphics."
		Jacqueline says, "Ah."
		Jacqueline asks, "Which one?"
		DavidW says, "I can't remember off the top of my head. Gimme a sec."
		DavidW says, "well, several seconds. My computer is slow."
		Jacqueline says, "Thank you for checking. It'll be good to know when I upload stuff."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Narrow Your Eyes."
		DavidW says, "Narrow Your Eyes by Ben and Jack."
		Jacqueline says, "Aw"
		Jacqueline says, "But okay."
		genericgeekgirl says, "It's not clear to me how necessary it is, but yeah, when I start it up it tells me "Your interpreter appears to support sound. Additionally, your interpreter indicates that it can display graphics. s good, since ll need themyouThat"
		Jacqueline says, "I wonder if I could get those two to gimme a CF version."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Ugh, that didn't paste well."
		Jacqueline says, "They have done such a thing before."
		DavidW says (to ggg), "That's all I saw so far as well."
		genericgeekgirl says, "You can turn off sound effects, at least. So that might not be necessary. (Good. I hate sound puzzles.)"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Which is the only thing I can imagine you needing sound for."
		DavidW says, "hm. You might need it to know to answer a door or phone."
		DavidW asks, "Or what if there's a radio program that mentions a number to call?"
		Jacqueline says, "hrm."
		genericgeekgirl says, "Hm. Fair enough. So far I've seen [BLIIINNGGGG] in response to a chiming sound. So maybe it always has a text response, too."
		Jacqueline says, "Well, I can ask. Doesn't mean they have to say yes."
		DavidW says, "It doesn't necessarily have to be an egg with three buttons that go bing! click-click! or kTING!"
		genericgeekgirl says, "Found the graphics. Hm."
		genericgeekgirl says, "It would definitely require some effort to produce a non-graphical version."
		Jacqueline says, "hrm, mmkay"
		borowski asks, "Can anyone play CF that shows up?"
		DavidW says, "I suppose we might say no to a few politicians that make Gunther foam at the mouth."
		Jacqueline says, "Pretty much, yeah. There are exceptions, but really, the exceptions are only in who interfaces with Floyd. Regardless of whether or not we appoint a driver, pretty much everyone plays."
		Jacqueline says (to DW), "Nah, that'd be fun. We'd let them play."
		borowski says, "I won't mention my failed runs for president."
		maga says, "there's a general policy that if you've played the game before, you shouldn't give anything away"
		maga says, "(which is to say, you can't play)"