Auldbarrow - Revision history

Sukie: location and headers and prime cat

Sukie — Sun, 11 Feb 2018 05:06:22 GMT

location and headers and prime cat

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	An antediluvian graveyard of such staggering antiquity, nothing remains for even archaeologists to research.		An antediluvian graveyard of such staggering antiquity, nothing remains for even archaeologists to research.
		+	=Location=
		+	Auldbarrow is located at '''(-15, 5, 2)''' in Korindim (Global: '''(66, 5, 2)''').
		+

	{{Spoilers}}		{{Spoilers}}
		+	=Notes=
	In the ages of the dawn of the world, the		In the ages of the dawn of the world, the
	old ones bespoke themselves thus:		old ones bespoke themselves thus:
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	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}
-	[[Category:Areas]][[Category:Korindim]]	+	[[Category:Areas]][[Category:Korindim]][[Category:Prime]]

Sukie: add categories

Sukie — Mon, 04 Dec 2017 14:51:46 GMT

add categories

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	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}
		+	[[Category:Areas]][[Category:Korindim]]

Midwinter: Added link to map

Midwinter — Sun, 26 Apr 2015 14:32:24 GMT

Added link to map

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	Who drinks your blood serves.		Who drinks your blood serves.
	Who [[Lord Badt'key the wretched\|bathes]] in it dies.		Who [[Lord Badt'key the wretched\|bathes]] in it dies.
		+
		+	=Maps=
		+
		+	[[Map:Auldbarrow\|Auldbarrow ASCII]]

	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Bladestorm at 18:49, 23 September 2011

Bladestorm — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 18:49:10 GMT

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	IA!,		IA!,
	Who drinks your blood serves.		Who drinks your blood serves.
-	Who [[bathes]] in it dies.	+	Who [[Lord Badt'key the wretched\|bathes]] in it dies.

	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Megnmax at 09:04, 22 September 2011

Megnmax — Thu, 22 Sep 2011 09:04:33 GMT

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	IA!,		IA!,
	Who drinks your blood serves.		Who drinks your blood serves.
-	Who bathes in it dies.	+	Who [[bathes]] in it dies.

	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Stairs at 18:48, 9 February 2010

Stairs — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 18:48:07 GMT

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-	{{Stub}}	+	An antediluvian graveyard of such staggering antiquity, nothing remains for even archaeologists to research.

	{{Spoilers}}		{{Spoilers}}

Stairs at 17:27, 9 February 2010

Stairs — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 17:27:20 GMT

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	oooooooooooo		oooooooooooo

-		+	O Great Devourer
		+	We are but dust in your eyes.
		+	To you the nameless leave this monument.
		+	May our death come swiftly.
		+	IA!,
		+	Who drinks your blood serves.
		+	Who bathes in it dies.
		+
	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Stairs at 17:15, 9 February 2010

Stairs — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 17:15:22 GMT

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	oo oooo oo		oo oooo oo
	ooooooooooo oo		ooooooooooo oo
-		+
	dwelling in the cold wastes, they took		dwelling in the cold wastes, they took
	the stuff of life and created for themselves servants		the stuff of life and created for themselves servants
	shapeless and formless, creatures which		shapeless and formless, creatures which
-	could assume any conformation that that proved xx	+	could assume any conformation that that proved useful
	and the old ones ones saw what they had done		and the old ones ones saw what they had done
	and it was good...		and it was good...
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	o o		o o
	ooooooooooo		ooooooooooo
		+
		+	eons passed and the old ones thrived
		+	honeycombing their cold fastnesses
		+	feasting upon any who disturbed them
		+	until the day came
		+	when their servants grew clever and restless
		+	dissatisfied with their bondage
		+	and rose up against those who had made them
		+	the creation at last showing the creator its true measure
		+	and the old ones went to death and exile
		+
		+	oo
		+	oo
		+	oo ooo
		+	oo o oo
		+	oo o oo
		+	oo oo
		+	oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
		+	oo oo
		+	oooooooooooo
		+
		+	The nethermost caverns are not for the
		+	fathoming of eyes that see;
		+	for their marvels are strange and terrific.
		+	Cursed is the ground where dead thoughts live
		+	new and oddly bodied,
		+	and evil the mind that is held by no head.
		+	Happy is the tomb where no cursed ones hath lain,
		+	and happy the world at night whose demons are ashes.
		+	For it is of old rumor that the
		+	soul of the devil-bought hastens
		+	not from his charnel clay, but fats
		+	and instructs the very worm that gnaws;
		+	till out of corruption horrid
		+	life springs, and the dull scavengers
		+	of earth wax crafty to vex it
		+	and swell monstrous to plaque it.
		+	Great holes secretly are digged where earth's pores
		+	ought to suffice, and things
		+	have learnt to walk that ought to crawl.
		+
		+	oooooooo
		+	oo
		+	oooooooooo
		+	oo
		+	ooooooooooooooooo
		+	oo
		+	oooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
		+	oo oo
		+	oooooooooooo
		+

	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Stairs at 16:56, 9 February 2010

Stairs — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 16:56:13 GMT

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	oo oooo oo		oo oooo oo
	ooooooooooo oo		ooooooooooo oo
		+
		+	dwelling in the cold wastes, they took
		+	the stuff of life and created for themselves servants
		+	shapeless and formless, creatures which
		+	could assume any conformation that that proved xx
		+	and the old ones ones saw what they had done
		+	and it was good...
		+
		+	o
		+	o
		+	o ooooo
		+	o oooo o
		+	o ooo
		+	o o o
		+	o o
		+	o o
		+	o o
		+	ooooooooooo
		+
	{{Endspoilers}}		{{Endspoilers}}

Stairs at 16:50, 9 February 2010

Stairs — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 16:50:18 GMT

New page

{{Stub}}

{{Spoilers}}
In the ages of the dawn of the world, the
old ones bespoke themselves thus:
though they knew themselves the masters
of life and form,
they yet wore the weak and frangible shells
of their ancestry.
This they would not abide. Themselves they made
anew, into shapes architected for their many
purposes. Those who had known them recoiled
and would have cast them out,
but they had already gone. Their minds were
worked as new as their bodies, and held now to
dreams and ways that others could not guess.

o
ooo
oo oo
oo oo
oo oo
oo oo
oo oo oo
oo oooo oo
ooooooooooo oo
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