Item:Clinging dergatine robes pinned at the breastbone with a temptress beryl
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| clinging dergatine robes pinned at the breastbone with a temptress beryl | |
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| Look: | A single esoteric symbol is carved into the surface of the gem, an aesthetic suggestion of something more than meets the eye. |
| Weight: | 50 stones |
| Metal: | Unknown |
| Appraised Cost: | 2,187,500 Kronars1,750,000 Lirums <br />1,578,500 Dokoras <br />2,187.5 LTBpoints <br />2,187.5 Tickets <br />2,187.5 Scrips <br /> |
| Properties: | This is an article of clothing.
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| Dimensions: | 15 length x 8 width x 1 height |
| Capacity: | 3 length x 3 width x 3 height (200 stones) |
| Sources: | Source is Aesthene's Close 445/Vault, Aesthene's Close 441/Vault |
"The different robes are extremely interactive and magical in superficial ways."
> wear my robes As you carefully work your way into some dergatine robes, their layers of fabric drape with a faux sentience, seemingly in response to a subtle pulse of light emanating from the symbol carved into the adorning gem. The robes adjust perfectly to your <Racial> form, falling to rest just above the floor. > clean my robes You polish the adorning gem of your dergatine robes, carefully cleaning every groove of the symbol carved upon it. A subtle pulse of light accompanies a soothing yet jarringly disembodied voice that echoes, "<Player>, Master of Toxin stands before you." > push my robes You polish the adorning gem of your dergatine robes and then spread your arms wide, snaking tendrils of ephemeral noxious fog emanating from the symbol carved upon it. Swelling widely, the noxious fog sends the fabric of your robes billowing outward in a mystically intimidating display of your imposing <Racial> presence. > pull my robes You polish the adorning gem of your dergatine robes and then pull forth a string of ephemeral noxious fog which emanates from the symbol carved upon it. You quickly sweep the noxious fog in a spiraling vortex around yourself that mingles with the surrounding ambient light in an extraordinary display! > remove my robes As you carefully work your way out of some dergatine robes, their layers of fabric give one final tug of resistance, as if they seek not to be separated from your familiar <Racial> form. Finally, however, they give way as the symbol carved into the adorning gem dims in response.