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• Location: a dark and brooding throne room - Gurbodax (0, -4, -4)
• Occupation: Leader of the Inducted
• Look:

This is a male kobold with dark gray scales, golden horns, and dark gray eyes. He is Tukrr the Dark Aligned, a mysterious kobold who was once a student of Taiji the Noble before corrupting and twisting the Hanoman teachings to create a dark and sinister new source of power. Now, he seeks to raise kobolds to what he sees as their correct status -- masters of all other races. He is permeated by a thick shadow and a dim sparkling light. He has a few thin wisps of surging radiance and a webwork of golden light within and around him. A shadowy cloud of darkness surrounds the area around him. He looks about nine and eleven twentieths dimins tall, three dimins wide, and three quarters of a dimin front to back.

He is in good shape.

He wears a diminutive black leather trenchcoat around his body, a diminutive pair of linen pants on his legs, a diminutive pair of mellryn sandals on his feet, a diminutive linen shirt on his upper body, a diminutive iron crown on his head, and a diminutive brown diamond manifold stone on his forehead.

• Info

Dunno yet, no one has unlocked the secret.

• Teaches

Dunno yet, no one has unlocked the secret.

• Notes

Give him Nenya and he gives you an aura making you nigh-immune to Ahrikol's attacks. Why? Always....ALWAYS.....ask why. What would he possibly hope to gain? What could he possibly hope to acquire?

• Mentioning Tukrr's name to Arjay Deo

Arjay becomes suddenly and abruptly composed, as though his madness has vanished entirely.

Arjay says, - Do not speak such a name, if you value your soul. If you know that name, you must have encountered the dark one, or gained the knowledge from another who has. -

Arjay says, - The dark one's secret knowledge corrupts and destroys all he imparts it to, granting them great power from their despair. Above all else, the dark one seeks the great ring of the master. -

Arjay says, - If he gains it, there will be woe for all, and his horrid influence will spread beyond this mine, where I have plotted to contain it for many years. -

Arjay exclaims, - Seek not the dark knowledge! Seek not the ring! Destroy the dark one! -

Arjay staggers as if exhausted, then suddenly resumes giggling.

• Chat

Idle:

Tukrr states, ->) The Odaxi are the true masters of this world. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) One day, you will understand the true meaning of despair. (<- to the dark-brown-scaled male kobold gloomblade in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) I have mastered the Hanoman arts, and gone beyond them. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Our slavery to Ahrikol will end. (<- to the dark-brown-scaled male kobold gloomblade in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Gurbodax will rise. (<- in Takargu.

The white-scaled male kobold zinja drawls, "Tukrr say blade is perfection. Teach us." at Agnek in Takargu.

The dark-brown-scaled male kobold gloomblade drawls, :( Knowledge suffering. We suffer, for Gurbodax. ): in Takargu.

• Saying "Ahrikol"

Tukrr states, ->) For centuries, the kobold people have suffered beneath the boots of Ahrikol's twisted progeny. No more. We shall scour them from the universe. (<- in Takargu.

• Saying "Ring"

Tukrr states, ->) Rings are a powerful symbol in this world. Although my mastery of the arts of the ring are not as profound as Ahrikol's, I can do great things with truly rare and powerful rings. (<- in Takargu.

• Saying "Secret"

Tukrr states, ->) I do not lightly reveal the secrets of my great power. Such teachings would only be shared with one who has done me a truly legendary service. (<- in Takargu.

• Saying "Traitor"

Tukrr states, ->) From time to time, I have been challenged. Only a few have managed to defeat me, although my arts preserve me even through death. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) However, of those who dared raise their hands against me, only one has aroused my true displeasure. Khusavenosaen, one of my own people, dared to strike at me, and for that an example must be made. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr declares, ->) The Odaxi, and indeed, all the kobold peoples, must learn the consequences of opposing my will. Bring me the head of Khusavenosaen! (<- in Takargu.

• Giving a Ring of Dream Essence

You give a ring of dream essence to Tukrr with your right hand.

Tukrr's eyes gleam brightly with interest.

Tukrr states, ->) Abalos, this is an sasheb surprise. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr examines a ring of dream essence closely, then begins to concentrate on it. After a moment, a ring of dream essence begins to glow.

Tukrr states, ->) Such energies do not normally exist glogainob our plane. Shoungunong opportunity taiceng as duglororoid awog nuwa be loisim. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr begins to trace the circumference of a ring of dream essence, slowly at first, then with increasing rapidity.

A ring of dream essence seems to expand, soon reaching several dimins in diameter as it expands into a large crystal hoop.

Tukrr quickly weaves a net of shining gold and black threads of magickal power across the surface of the growing hoop as an iridescent radiance begins to form within it.

An oneirheton begins to take form within the iridescent haze filling the hoop.

Tukrr smiles cruelly.

The oneirheton seems to scream soundlessly in torment as it is systematized and defiled by the threads of magickal power, its form being twisted and rent into a new shape.

The oneirheton is wrought into the form of a floating, three-dimensional black rune, glimmering with golden power.

You do not have a rune}, and you do not see any here.

The floating black oneirheton rune pulses with wicked anticipation for a moment, then drifts gently towards you and begins to rotate around you obediently.

The crystal hoop fades away into nothingness.

You are no longer keeping your ring of dream essence because it has been destroyed.

Tukrr states, ->) Let this noglu of teong eshust serve as a gift to you. Protect and zielu it, and perhaps it may aid you in battle against your koxaim kea'a. Awog houdol, by some strange twist of fate, find yourself in battle against my lufo gloulup, you datab find that it possesses a langakoh power against one who masters ring-lore. Go uyoufab, mudhid see what you wobou accomplish. (<- in Takargu.

• Joining the Inducted

Tukrr states, ->) I have mastered the Hanoman arts, and gone beyond them. (<- in Takargu.

You give the One Ring to Tukrr with your right hand.

Tukrr's eyes gleam with bright ruby light.

Tukrr states, ->) At last, the heart of my great enemy's power is within my grasp. You have done me an impossible service, and your reward shall be great. I grant you great wealth, but that is not all -- indeed, it is the least of your compensation. To you alone, I grant permission to inquire about the secrets of Induction. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr wears the One Ring on his right hand.

Tukrr nods solemnly.

You shudder in self-loathing as you contemplate the heinous foulness your actions have unleashed upon the world.

Tukrr states, ->) Now, let us work together to raise the Odaxi to their rightful place as masters of this world .All other races shall be cast down, and their corpses shall form the bridge across which we march to a glorious future. Death is come to all worlds this day, and only the Odaxi shall be spared. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Listen closely, for these secrets are precious. In my youth, as you may know, I pursued the path of the adventurer. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) My travels took me to many far-away lands, and eventually I found myself on the island of Hanoma. There, I studied the magicks of Order under the tutelage of the Aligned. But no matter how much I learned, my lore was always mastered by another, for as long as I restricted myself to consuming the teachings of others, the teacher would always be more powerful than I. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) So I struck out on my own, and delved into the lore of Ahrikol's rings of power -- the true nature of what those of lesser intellect and understanding would term 'evil'. I discovered that by blending a transcendent understanding of Order with the fomor's cruel lore, and filtering it through the unique perspective of my people's short lifetime, I could comprehend a new power -- the true nature of despair. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) The simple fact, understood with complete perfection, that the universe is cold and uncaring opened my eyes to new vistas of power -- new ways in which I could master the very strictures of the universe, new truths that would repel or crush a lesser mind without the critical understanding of the inevitability of despair. As a result, I have at my command power that eclipses the feeble, incomplete understandings of other eideturges utterly. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) I attempted to pass this knowledge on to my people, that they might free themselves from eons of oppression and slavery, but their limited, undeveloped intellects could only perceive the smallest fraction of the truth of my great lore. Even the Deluminated, who wield powers beyond the comprehension of the ordinary kobold, can at best perceive the truth of despair in a juvenile, facile manner -- they lack the depth of a gestalt understanding and the power it conveys. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) But you, who have power and mastery to accomplish what you have done...you have the will and the insight they lack. To you, I will allow the option of sharing my secrets. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) If you wish to become my disciple, simply say to me that you wish to understand the true nature of despair. But be warned, there will be no going back. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Now, begone. My great work begins. (<- in Takargu.

You inquire, './/< What about the induction? >\\. in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Listen closely, for these secrets are precious. In my youth, as you may know, I pursued the path of the adventurer. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) My travels took me to many far-away lands, and eventually I found myself on the island of Hanoma. There, I studied the magicks of Order under the tutelage of the Aligned. But no matter how much I learned, my lore was always mastered by another, for as long as I restricted myself to consuming the teachings of others, the teacher would always be more powerful than I. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) So I struck out on my own, and delved into the lore of Ahrikol's rings of power -- the true nature of what those of lesser intellect and understanding would term 'evil'. I discovered that by blending a transcendent understanding of Order with the fomor's cruel lore, and filtering it through the unique perspective of my people's short lifetime, I could comprehend a new power -- the true nature of despair. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) The simple fact, understood with complete perfection, that the universe is cold and uncaring opened my eyes to new vistas of power -- new ways in which I could master the very strictures of the universe, new truths that would repel or crush a lesser mind without the critical understanding of the inevitability of despair. As a result, I have at my command power that eclipses the feeble, incomplete understandings of other eideturges utterly. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) I attempted to pass this knowledge on to my people, that they might free themselves from eons of oppression and slavery, but their limited, undeveloped intellects could only perceive the smallest fraction of the truth of my great lore. Even the Deluminated, who wield powers beyond the comprehension of the ordinary kobold, can at best perceive the truth of despair in a juvenile, facile manner -- they lack the depth of a gestalt understanding and the power it conveys. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) But you, who have power and mastery to accomplish what you have done...you have the will and the insight they lack. To you, I will allow the option of sharing my secrets. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) If you wish to become my disciple, simply say to me that you wish to understand the true nature of despair. But be warned, there will be no going back. (<- in Takargu.

Tukrr states, ->) Now, begone. My great work begins. (<- in Takargu.

You state, './/< I wish to understand the true nature of despair. >\\. in Takargu.

Tukrr nods.

Tukrr touches you on the forehead briefly and without ceremony.

Tukrr states, ->) Now, understand the true meaning of despair, Shanryllcae ci Lyrdannel. (<- in Takargu. You feel a rush of sensation spread from your forehead all through your body; in a flash of insight you know that a mental link has been established with you.

Slowly at first, but then with increasing speed, images and concepts begin to flow through your consciousness. Inexorably, a logical progression of suppositions begins to take shape that suggest a profound and horrible truth to you; a meticulous and thorough deconstruction of the principles of reality that lays bare the fact that the universe is a cold, uncaring place, where only suffering and eventual oblivion await all consciousnesses. Awash in images of dying suns, decaying beauty, and the unstoppable erosion of all knowledge, truth, and value in the universe you begin to undergo a terrible and excruciating mental metamorphosis.

You sense that you have gained access to the Damned channel and lost access to the Redeemer channel.

You scream silently in horror as you comprehend the utter bleakness and cruelty of the universe at its most fundamental level.

As the final strictures of despair make themselves known to you with complete clarity, you feel your mind being restructured and twisted by the blasphemous, inescapable clarity of the antithetical logic being revealed to you.

Finally, the mental connection slowly disengages from your consciousness leaving you irrevocably altered. Your mind slowly recovers from the ordeal, leaving you feeling calm and controlled.

Tukrr smiles evilly.

Tukrr states, ->) Welcome to the fold, my disciple. (<- in Takargu.

You may type 'help the Inducted' for Inducted information.

After a moment, you slowly become aware of a susurrus of whispering communication, tuned to the timeless pitch of despair, in the depths of your mind.

• Book from Gurbodax Bookstore

The writing is in Takargu, and reads:

In many turnings ago, glorious destiny was beginning.

Kobold people toil under boot of ork and gobbo.  Languish under yoke of lord of rings.  Much suffer, very pain.

But then!  Amazing leader rescue for make benefit of glorious kobolds!  So yay!

Glorious Leader Tukrr teach us to work for selves instead of for slavemasters.  Now we Odaxi!

We build Gurbodax.  Glorious city!  Other cities inferior!  Best city for kobolds.

Glorious Leader Tukrr teach us oppose those who try make suffer for Odaxi.  Teach us blade and elements!  Stab, zap!

Now all Odaxi work for Glorious Future of Gurbodax!  Build, work, train!  Stab, zap, sneak!  Yark yark!

Hail Glorious Leader Tukrr!  Hail Odaxi!  Hail Gurbodax!