Posted by Vusudar on November 15, 1999 at 11:06:13:
You say 'One that has gone before me, into the dead. I respect that.' 'They simply don't understand, that is why they are not of our profession. who lich 'To be expec ted emote chuckles slightly. 'I'm sure its a problem everywhere. < l golmagus His hands, once the well-manicured hands of a musician, emerge Golmagus is using: 'Well, that all depends on how you use one's unlife. 'I, have intricate plans. 'Provided, I reach it, of course. 'As the old cliche goes, the more things change the more they stay the same, eh? 'Hopefully, you'll be around to see me enter my unlife. You, being the first lich I've met. 'If teaching me gives you any peace, fa r be it for me to stop you. emote listens carefully. emote spreads a grin slowly across his face at the murmur of Istendil. emote emote stiffs slightly, with a wry smile. 'I fear that I'm slightly too self-centered for that. ' Besides, my temper would probably force me to do irrational things to get mine... way., reply Yes [Exits: north east] sca f e [Exits: west] emote looks around himself,
Golmagus says 'That'll be a first.'
Golmagus says 'If you successfully Become, expect the endless stream of shit that
will follow, from the mouths of those that resent you.'
Golmagus wears an Arbiter's Tower Shield as a shield.
Golmagus utters the words, 'power word kill'.
Golmagus points to the alley cat and says 'Die'.
The alley cat gets a horrible expression on his face and dies!
The alley cat splatters blood on your armor.
A long burning torch flickers and goes out.
Golmagus becomes corporeal again.
Golmagus utters the words, 'wraithform'.
Golmagus fades into an insubstantial phantom.
You say 'They simply don't understand, that is why they are not of our profession.
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[ Lich ] [ARBITER] Golmagus the Overseer of the Cesspool, Retired Arbiter L
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Golmagus says 'Most of those that are of this guild are half-wits as well.'
Golmagus says 'It's a wonderful thing.'
The corpse of the alley cat decays into dust.
Golmagus utters the words, 'locate object'.
Vusudar chuckles slightly.
You say 'I'm sure its a problem everywhere.'
Golmagus drags a bony finger across his skull.
A paper-thin mask of leathery flesh still clings to the skull of
the undead wizard before you. Braids of brittle black hair hung
with bone talismans hang from the dried scalp that clings in a
malformed mass to the top of his head. From unblinking eyeless
sockets burns two pinpricks of crimson light, a baleful stare
unassailed by sleep or dreams.
from stained lace cuffs as skeletal claws, long fingered and hooked
with talon-like nails. From his dusty robes rises the stench of
the grave, unnoticed by the wizard himself, as few of the physical
memories of life linger in his corrupted mind.
Golmagus is in perfect health.
a ring set with a single sapphire
(Glowing) a fiery ring
a living Boa Constrictor
(Glowing) an ice-cold broach
Five-Color Dragonscale Mail
(Glowing) an engraved silver circlet
(Glowing) a set of arborian leggings
(Glowing) (Humming) a pair of darkened boots
some embossed bracers
(Glowing) an Arbiter's Tower Shield
(Humming) a pelt from the Winter Wolf
the blademaster's sash
an elemental bracelet
the Bracelet of Longevity
(Glowing) (Humming) the claw of the Dracolich
Golmagus says 'It will eventually drive you to hate your unlife.'
Golmagus becomes corporeal again.
Golmagus utters the words, 'wraithform'.
Golmagus fades into an insubstantial phantom.
You say 'Well, that all depends on how you use one's unlife.'
You say 'I, have intricate plans.'
You say 'Provided, I reach it, of course.'
Golmagus says 'You will be too accomplished to give it up, but it means enduring a
n eternity of stupid fucks growing old, breeding, and dying before you. And you w
ill realize that each generation is the same.'
Golmagus says 'Without original thought.'
Golmagus says 'Without creativity.'
Golmagus says 'You will see.'
You say 'As the old cliche goes, the more things change the more they stay the sam
e, eh?'
Golmagus says 'Istendil went mad without dreams. Orodeth... well, Orodeth is just
big-mouthed idiot from the start... the others all committed suicide.'
Golmagus says 'Myself...'
Golmagus shakes his head in dismay.
You say 'Hopefully, you'll be around to see me enter my unlife. You, being the fir
st lich I've met.'
Golmagus says 'Assuming I can endure it.'
Golmagus becomes corporeal again.
Golmagus utters the words, 'wraithform'.
Golmagus fades into an insubstantial phantom.
You say 'If teaching me gives you any peace, far be it for me to stop you.'
Golmagus says 'Expect these things:'
Vusudar listens carefully.
Golmagus says 'Expect that you will be challenged by groups of five or six that wi
ll throw out taunts like "if you were a real Lich you would battle us alone!"'
Golmagus says 'Expect to live in the shadow of Istendil, no matter what course you
take, for they will all expect you to want to be him.'
Vusudar spreads a grin slowly across his face at the murmur of Istendil.
A tribal warrior yells 'Thendrix! Now you die!'
A tribal warrior yells 'Thendrix! Now you die!'
Golmagus says 'Expect even a single defeat as being such news that the world will
revel in it.'
You feel less protected.
Golmagus says '(You have no aspirations to serve the Law, do you?)'
Golmagus says 'Ah, no, of course not.'
Vusudar stiffs slightly, with a wry smile.
Golmagus becomes corporeal again.
Golmagus utters the words, 'wraithform'.
Golmagus fades into an insubstantial phantom.
You say 'I fear that I'm slightly too self-centered for that.'
Sageth tells you 'grped?'
You say 'Besides, my temper would probably force me to do irrational things to get
mine... way.,'
You tell Sageth 'Yes'
Golmagus says 'There is an excellent amount of idiocy surrounding that... you purs
ue a criminal, the mindless masses complain that you are not guarding a city... yo
u guard a city, they complain that thats all you do'
Golmagus utters the words, 'armor'.
Golmagus says 'It is endlessly tiring and pathetic.'
Golmagus says 'Expect your companions to grow old and die around you, and there wi
ll be faceless newcomers swarming up to take their place and you will not know them
.'
Golmagus grinds his teeth and hisses.
Golmagus reveals the dark horror of the undead!
You cower as the unnatural glow of his eyes settle upon you!
The Forgotten Tomb
A man robed in black is poised here waiting for any sudden moves.
You flee screaming!
Usage: Scan
You are affected by:
Spell: 'bless'.
Spell: 'bless'.
The Burial Chamber
(Charmed) A gibbering ghoul hovers here in the shadows.
(Charmed) A flesh golem stands here.
(Ghostly) Golmagus is here.
Your guildmaster stands here in robes of crimson and indigo.
Golmagus clutches at his face.
Golmagus utters the words, 'teleport'.
Golmagus vanishes!
t Golmagus Your words will be heeded, and my view will be changed to understand things as I grow old. If you have any more knowledge and a spare hour, which I'm sure you do, I will listen.
You tell Golmagus 'Your words will be heeded, and my view will be changed to under
stand things as I grow old. If you have any more knowledge and a spare hour, which
I'm sure you do, I will listen.'