Item:Small mechanical cleric

small mechanical cleric
Look:	A holy aura of benevolence emanates from the Cleric, illuminating his countenance brightly. He has crystal blue eyes. His blue-black hair is shoulder length and thick, and is worn braided. He has tanned skin.
Weight:	5 stones
Metal:	No
Appraised Cost:	312,500 Kronars250,000 Lirums <br />225,500 Dokoras <br />312.5 LTBpoints <br />312.5 Tickets <br />312.5 Scrips <br />
Properties:	This is an item. This item has more than normal or unusual verbs. This is an atmo item that will periodically emit messaging to the entire room. This item is a toy.
Dimensions:	1 length x 1 width x 1 height
Sources:	This can be found from a Treasure Map or Glass Egg Source is Item:Worn and tattered map

• POKE: You poke your cleric in the chest. That's surely one way to anger the gods!
• RAISE: You lift up your cleric. It looks to the sky in apparent delight.
• TAP: You tap the cleric and it smiles kindly at you.
• TILT: You tilt the cleric. It holds out a hand as if telling you to stop that!
• TURN: You turn the cleric and wind it up several times.

Atmos

• The faintest hint of a smile crosses the face of your mechanical cleric as it taps the business end of its little metallic mace.
• The mechanical cleric kneels down on your hand, then makes a few subtle motions. After a long moment, it rises back to its feet and smiles.
• The mechanical cleric furrows its brow. It looks concerned. Taking a tiny flask and cloth from within its robes, he reverently kneels on your palm and begins to methodically wash your thumb. Upon completion, a sense of peace seems to wash over the toy's face and he smiles with a sense of accomplishment.
• Your mechanical cleric calmly strolls back and forth atop your hand, as if pontificating upon something of grave importance.
• Your mechanical cleric cautiously peers over the side of your hand. What could it possibly be looking for?
• Your mechanical cleric closes its eyes as if in prayer. Its expression is quite peaceful.
• Your mechanical cleric turns its head and glances at you. It straightens its robes and bows ever so slightly.
• Your mechanical cleric rubs its chin in thoughtful contemplation.