Map: Pits of Poldoon
Symbol |
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MPs |
Vision Adj |
Att Adj |
Def Adj |
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Symbol |
MPs |
Vision Adj |
Att Adj |
Def Adj |
Symbol |
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MPs |
Vision Adj |
Att Adj |
Def Adj |
Archway |
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1 |
0 |
-1 |
-1 |
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Not Mapped |
n/a |
n/a |
n/a |
n/a |
"M" = Temple of Minh |
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1 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
Corridor/Cave |
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1 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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Wall |
Imp |
0 |
0 |
0 |
Stairs
Down |
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1 |
0 |
-5 |
-5 |
Courtyard |
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1 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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Webbed Area |
2 |
-1 |
0 |
0 |
"W" = Shallow Water |
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1 |
0 |
-2 |
-2 |
OpenDoor |
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1 |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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"MT" = Magical trader |
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Locked Door |
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Imp |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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Solid Rock |
Imp |
0 |
0 |
0 |
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- A great pile of rotting food has been dumped in the middle of this
room in a manner that would be gauranteed to attract vermin. It seems to have
worked: the area is dotted with really large rat droppings. Clearly the food
was placed here in a premedidated attempt to attract the creatures.
- I am in a dungeon. The walls here glow faintly green and yellow with
the soft light from phosphorescent moss and plantlife amid the cracks and
furrows in the irregular walls and ceiling. The air is moist and damp and there
is the faint smell of mildew all around me. It's slightly chilly too, but not
too cold. My breath clouds the air before me as my footsteps echo in the
darkness ahead.
- I looked around. This room has bare, plaster walls on which someone
has scrawled the message: "Downward, ever downward my dread lords. Those from
above will not find us in the deep places and we will thrive in the captivity
of darkness until our time comes to take back the artist's city. So, co my
lords, deeper ever deeper."
- I look Around. The confortable looking beds that once filled this room have been broken up to mak numerous simple pallets. Draperies have been torn down and bundled in one corner and a once rich carpet has been torn up the fabric used to stuff what looks like very uncomfortable mattresses.
End Of Document. Produced by Mike Lay. If you use this map,
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