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|t=Re: The main key to winning togball is scoring more points than the other team, or cheat
|d=01/27/2013 02:11 AM CST
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|f=Events and Happenings in DragonRealms' Elanthia \ Zoluren Events
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|p=TLDR:
*an elderly dwarf named 'Padge'-His long beard is grey and frizzy, bearing dried stains of random food. Gnarled, stubby fingers clasp the handle of a half-filled mug of ale.

*dwarf threw a togball game 200 years ago, felt guilty, told a bartender, maulers invade, he wants to right the wrong, they want a trophy, he needs to find what box he put it in

*A zombie stomper reaches forward and slashes at the chest of the elderly Dwarf, who is unable to duck in time. Clutching his mug of ale, he falls backwards to his death. A dilapidated ironwood plaque falls from his other hand.

*handed it to the zombies, the trophy poofs, invasions ends, villagers rejoice.

-Incoming wall of text:

Crossing the warehouse near The Engineering Society

[Old Warehouse, Storeroom]
The interior of this large warehouse is only partially filled with goods. The squeak of rats scuttling in the shadows echoes eerily from the high ceiling. Cracks and knotholes in the outer walls allow a dim grey light to penetrate the utter darkness.
You also see an elderly Dwarf, some old crates, some stacked barrels, a silverfish which appears dead and a silverfish.
Also here: Cyiarriah, Altar Boy Hackett, Peacemaker Marssi, Apprentice Ranger Nelorwen, Blind Prophet Vansiil, Adlyn, Currahee, Scorpion Kisser Loggrim, Scholar Broichan and Spearman Videge.
Obvious exits: south, out.

an elderly Dwarf

look dwarf
His long beard is grey and frizzy, bearing dried stains of random food. Gnarled, stubby fingers clasp the handle of a half-filled mug of ale.


An elderly Dwarf finds a nearby crate and begins to rummage through it.
An elderly Dwarf says, "Bah. Nothing but old knickers in here."
An elderly Dwarf scowls.
An elderly Dwarf moves over to another nearby crate and begins to rummage through it.
Vansiil whispers, "dwarf threw a togball game 200 years ago, felt guilty, told a bartender, maulers invade, he wants to right the wrong, they want a trophy, getting trophy here"
Videge asks, "I feel rude calling you, 'Dwarf'. Do you have a name?"
An elderly Dwarf frowns.
An elderly Dwarf says, "Padge."
An elderly Dwarf says, "That, or Old Dwarf. Everyone else does."
An elderly Dwarf says, "Maybe it is in this box."
An elderly Dwarf takes a large swig from his mug of ale.
An elderly Dwarf rummages through another box.
An elderly Dwarf exclaims, "Ah ha!"
An elderly Dwarf pulls out a dilapidated ironwood plaque from a nearby crate.
An elderly Dwarf says, "Here it is."
An elderly Dwarf says, "No... just an old hunk of wood."
An elderly Dwarf grunts loudly!
An elderly Dwarf says, "But this is it."
An elderly Dwarf says, "Someone had a good idea earlier."
An elderly Dwarf says, "Something about a togball field."
An elderly Dwarf says, "This is rightfully theirs."
An elderly Dwarf says, "Several hundred years ago."
An elderly Dwarf asks, "Perhaps we should go to the togball field?"
An elderly Dwarf says, "Indeed."
An elderly Dwarf just went out.

We head to Tiger Clan from Crossing... slowly following the dwarf.

An elderly Dwarf wheezes.
An elderly Dwarf says, "Sorry. Old bones."
An elderly Dwarf says, "I can make it."
An elderly Dwarf asks, "We are almost there, yes?"

A little bit before Tiger Clan gate in hogs.

A zombie stomper reaches forward and slashes at the chest of the elderly Dwarf, who is unable to duck in time. Clutching his mug of ale, he falls backwards to his death. A dilapidated ironwood plaque falls from his other hand.

The body of the elderly Dwarf shimmers and fades away.

this was a bit before the gate to Tiger. I grab the trophy and bring it to rest of the way to Tiger Clan.

A zombie head-splitter just wandered down a muddy path.
You show a zombie head-splitter your ironwood plaque.
A zombie head-splitter says, "You have the trophy."
You nod to a zombie head-splitter.
You say, "I believe this is what you wanted."
A zombie head-splitter says, "it is."
You say, "Well if you want it."
You say, "You can have it."
Broichan says, "Managed to survive well enough in that dusty warehouse."
You say, "But leave us."
Loggrim says, "For 100000 plat kronars."
You say, "Or.."
You say, "Well."
Caraamon leans on his maul.
A zombie head-splitter says, "We will leave you."
You nod.
Caraamon makes a disgusting grunting noise.
You fold your arms across your chest.
Loggrim says, "Or what."
A zombie head-splitter says, "Thank you for righting the wrong."
Caraamon loudly says, "Play ya fer it."
You say to Loggrim, "Hopefully we won't finish that statement."
You nod to a zombie head-splitter.
Hackett says, "Oh dont mention it."
A zombie head-splitter motions to a nearby pedestal.
Hackett says, "Thanks for sending a bunch of angry undead to the streets."
Adlyn laughs!
Hackett says, "And killing a bunch of innocent."
A zombie head-splitter says, "Togball is serious business."
Nelorwen says, "Never seen a talking zombie."
Vansiil says, "It was Crossings who did bribe that dwarf."
Hackett says, "Just take your stupid plaque and get out of here."
Hackett says, "Before we send you back unpleasently."
Zamn says, "Git."
A soft yellow glow emits from the plaque. Slowly, the light grows and begins to consume the wooden pedestal. With a flash, the pedestal and plaque are gone.
Nelorwen says, "Guess that is that."
Hackett says, "Im not kidding zombie."
You say, "Interesting..."
Hackett says, "Go on." 
Broichan nods at you, obviously agreeing with your views.
You nod to a zombie head-splitter.
You ask, "Is there anything else we can help you with?"
Hackett says, "We did your bidding."
Nelorwen says, "Now to unmask this zombie and see who he really is."
You ask, "Other than a quick beheading?"
Atazai says, "Geez, you people are bullies."
Atazai says, "Let the dead rest."
Hackett says, "Well its not resting."
Sebrahn nods at Atazai, obviously agreeing with her views.
You say to Atazai, "Working on it."
Hackett points at a zombie head-splitter.
A zombie head-splitter says, "I will be on my way."
You nod to a zombie head-splitter.
You make a grunting noise.
You draw out your greatsword from the weapon harness, gripping it firmly in your right hand and balancing with your left.
You say, "Quickly."
Your greatsword suddenly bursts into flames.
A zombie head-splitter just went east.
Altar Boy Hackett saunters east.
Loggrim says, "Well that was fun."
You ask, "Kill it?"
You say, "I want the road clear though.."
You say, "Good work people."
Caraamon loudly says, "Damn Tiger Clan always whinin 'bout losin." 
You say to Caraamon, "Sorry chief."
You say, "I kbnow you wanted a match."
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