A few of the items from this festival are special. Here are some I found.
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From Pookie's Pokey: |
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| a stuffed russet bear sitting in a bucket | ||||
| look | Sheep's wool is wrapped around the bear, like soapsuds in a bath | |||
| yank | You squeeze your russet bear tightly to your chest as a tear trickles down your cheek. | |||
| rub | You brush back the fuzzy cloth on top of your russet bear's head, but it flops immediately back into place. | |||
| hug | You squeeze your russet bear close to your chest, inhaling the distinct, clean smell of soap. | |||
| wave | You hold your russet bear up, making it wave its paw! | |||
| wave at <person> | You hold your russet bear up, making it wave its paw at person! | |||
| punch | You pound your fist into your russet bear's fluffy tummy. | |||
| pat | You pat a stuffed russet bear sitting in a bucket. | |||
| kiss | You plant a little kiss on your russet bear's nose. Awww! | |||
| smooch | You smooch the top of your russet bear's head. | |||
| clean | You brush off your russet bear. | |||
| throw | You throw your russet bear up in the air, catching it deftly on the way down. | |||
| shake | You hold your russet bear by one paw and wave it around! | |||
| eat | You absent-mindedly chew on one of your russet bear's paws. | |||
| push | You plump up your bear by squishing its tummy and sides, rearranging the stuffing inside. Your russet bear exudes the distinct, clean smell of soap. | |||
| tap | You tap your fingers thoughtfully on your russet bear. | |||
| smell | Holding your russet bear close to your nose, you breathe in the distinct, clean smell of soap. | |||
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| a furry blue bear clutching miniature healing herbs | ||||
| push | You plump up your bear by squishing its tummy and sides, rearranging the stuffing inside. Your blue bear exudes the slightly musty, sweet aroma of dried lavender. | |||
| yank | You squeeze your blue bear tightly to your chest as a tear trickles down your cheek. | |||
| pull | You hug your blue bear tightly, grinning. | |||
| rub | You brush back the fuzzy cloth on top of your blue bear's head, but it flops immediately back into place. | |||
| tap | You tap your fingers thoughtfully on your blue bear. | |||
| hug | You squeeze your blue bear close to your chest, inhaling the slightly musty, sweet aroma of dried lavender. | |||
| wave | You hold your blue bear up, making it wave its paw! | |||
| wave at person | You hold your blue bear up, making it wave its paw at person! | |||
| eat | You absent-mindedly chew on one of your blue bear's paws. | |||
| punch | You pound your fist into your blue bear's fluffy tummy. | |||
| kiss | You plant a little kiss on your blue bear's nose. Awww! | |||
| smooch | You smooch the top of your blue bear's head. | |||
| clean | You brush off your blue bear. | |||
| throw | You throw your blue bear up in the air, catching it deftly on the way down. | |||
| shake | You hold your blue bear by one paw and wave it around! | |||
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| a little brown bear in a mouse costume | ||||
| hug | You squeeze your brown bear close to your chest, inhaling the slightly musty, sweet aroma of dried lavender | |||
| push | You plump up your bear by squishing its tummy and sides, rearranging the stuffing inside. Your brown bear exudes the slightly musty, sweet aroma of dried lavender. | |||
| yank | You squeeze your brown bear tightly to your chest as a tear trickles down your cheek. | |||
| pull | You hug your brown bear tightly, grinning. | |||
| rub | You brush back the fuzzy cloth on top of your brown bear's head, but it flops immediately back into place. | |||
| tap | You tap your fingers thoughtfully on your brown bear. | |||
| wave | You hold your brown bear up, making it wave its paw! | |||
| wave at <person> | You hold up your brown bear, making it wave its paw at <person>. | |||
| eat | You absent-mindedly chew on one of your brown bear's paws. | |||
| punch | You pound your fist into your brown bear's fluffy tummy. | |||
| kiss | You plant a little kiss on your brown bear's nose. Awww! | |||
| smooch | You smooch the top of your brown bear's head. | |||
| clean | You brush off your brown bear. | |||
| throw | You throw your brown bear up in the air, catching it deftly on the way down. | |||
| shake | You hold your brown bear by one paw and wave it around! | |||
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From Andriane's: |
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| a finespun silk cloak | ||||
| wear | You slip your silk cloak around your shoulders. The fit is almost perfect and speaks of excellent tailoring. | |||
| look | The finespun silk has been crafted into a cloak of simple elegance.
The rich midnight blue is accented by a thin braid of black satin along
the hem. A small clasp of tri-color gold has been etched with three moons.
You also see a small label. The label appears to have something written on it. |
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| read |
Sewn into one seam of the cloak is a small label that reads:
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| poke | You flick a bit of lint off your silk cloak. | |||
| rub | You run your hand down the length of your silk cloak. | |||
| tap | You tap a midnight blue cloak of finespun silk that drapes over the shoulders and trails elegantly down the back that you are wearing. | |||
| hug | You pull your silk cloak around yourself. | |||
| wave | You grab the edge of your silk cloak and flap it about. | |||
| punch | You smack your palm sharply against your silk cloak. | |||
| kick | You turn sharply on your heel, sending the folds of your silk cloak swirling about your body. | |||
| throw | You flip your silk cloak over your shoulders. | |||
| shake | You shiver beneath your silk cloak. | |||
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| a motley cloak | ||||
| app | The motley cloak is pocketed. The motley cloak is somewhat pliable. It appears that the motley cloak can be draped over the shoulders. The motley cloak feels light...... |
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| look | Myriad satin patches have been stitched together into a motley cloak
that is a carnival of color. The hem hangs in points of royal blue satin
tipped with shimmering golden tassels. A parti-colored pinwheel clasp of
silver and gold accents the neckline. You also see a small label. The label appears to have something written on it. |
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| read | Sewn into one seam of the cloak is a small label that reads:
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| poke | You flick a bit of lint off your motley cloak. | |||
| rub | You run your hand down the length of your motley cloak. | |||
| tap | You tap a motley cloak of bright blues and greens mixed with garish yellows and reds that form a riot of color from neck to ankle that you are wearing. | |||
| hug | You pull your motley cloak around yourself. | |||
| wave | You grab the edge of your motley cloak and flap it about. | |||
| punch | You smack your palm sharply against your motley cloak. | |||
| kick | You turn sharply on your heel, sending the folds of your motley cloak swirling about your body. | |||
| throw | You flip your motley cloak over your shoulders. | |||
| shake | You shiver beneath your motley cloak. | |||
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From Gadelica's: |
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| a simple ritual robe | ||||
| wear | You drape a simple ritual robe around your shoulders. | |||
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From Chizelli's: |
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| an indakar-eyed cat charm | ||||
| this is a PFE (protection from evil) charm | ||||
| can only be worn on a bracelet | ||||
| focus | will tell you all about the spell and the number of uses you have | |||
| starts with 6 charges | ||||
| rub | casts the spell on you | |||
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| a tiny crystal lens charm | ||||
| holds the Clear Vision Spell | ||||
| focus | will tell you all about the spell | |||
| rub | casts the spell on you | |||
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| a gold filigree charm bracelet | ||||
| look | There are no charms on the charm bracelet. | |||
| The bracelet has a tiny crystal lens charm and a faceted ruby heart charm on it. | ||||
| tap | You tap a gold filigree charm bracelet that you are wearing. | |||
| shake | You shake a gold filigree charm bracelet, causing the charms to rattle against the metal links. | |||
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| a heavy silver charm bracelet | ||||
| look | There are no charms on the charm bracelet. | |||
| The bracelet has an indakar-eyed cat charm and a gold ox-yoke charm on it. | ||||
| tap | You tap a heavy silver charm bracelet that you are wearing. | |||
| shake | You shake a heavy silver charm bracelet, causing the charms to rattle against the metal links. | |||
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From Avnel's: |
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| a blue-green malachite wand tipped with a tiny glass bubble | ||||
| holds a spell | ||||
| focus | to learn about the spell | |||
| wave | to cast | |||
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From Pyff's: |
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| a wooden sparring sword | ||||
| app | It is a heavy edged type weapon. The sparring sword appears generally best suited for bashing attacks. You believe that the sparring sword is extremely weak, and is in pristine condition. The sparring sword has a bit of weight to it. |
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| a gold ox-yoke charm | ||||
| look | The lustrous gold yoke is simple and without ornament, except for minutely engraved words on either end of the yoke. There appears to be something written on it. | |||
| read | A gold ox-yoke charm reads: "Mercy..........Forgiveness" | |||
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| a lion's tooth | ||||
| tap | You tap a lion's tooth that you are wearing. (general worn) | |||
| read | A lion's tooth reads: "Bite True" | |||
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From House of Dolls: |
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| a fine leather doll satchel | ||||
| app | The doll satchel is a container, and can be opened and closed. The doll satchel is fairly soft. It appears that the doll satchel can be slung over one shoulder. The doll satchel has a bit of weight to it. |
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| a sleeping Halfling baby doll wrapped in jam-stained felt blankets | ||||
| look | Porcelain eyes closed in slumber, pale red lashes rest against the doll's chubby freckled cheeks and curling wisps of red hair cover his tiny head. A jam-stained felt blanket swaddles his pudgy body, except for one fur-covered porcelain foot poking out amidst the coverings. | |||
| tap (in container) | You tap a sleeping Halfling baby doll wrapped in jam-stained felt blankets inside your container | |||
| tap (holding) | You lean your Halfling baby doll against your shoulder, supporting him carefully while you pat his back gently with your other hand. | |||
| pull | You tug at the leg of your Halfling baby doll, but it seems to be firmly attached. | |||
| poke | You poke a finger at your Halfling baby doll expectantly, trying to nudge him into movement, but nothing happens. As you grow more impatient, the doll suddenly seems to jerk slightly, but is still before you can blink. | |||
| yank | You yank off the head of your Halfling baby doll, carefully removing a tiny crystal flask from its hiding place. As you lift the flask to your lips, you realize that it's empty. Muttering to yourself, you slip the flask back into your doll and replace its head. | |||
| fill doll with wine | You carefully remove the head from your Halfling baby doll and take a tiny crystal flask from within. Filling the flask with frostgrape wine, you cap it and tuck it back inside the doll, replacing the head. | |||
| yank (after filling) | You yank off the head of your Halfling baby doll, carefully removing a tiny crystal flask from its hiding place. Lifting the flask to your lips, you take a quick sip of frostgrape wine, finishing off the last drop. Replacing the cap, you slip the flask back inside the doll. | |||
| rub | You rub your cheek against your Halfling baby doll, smiling slightly as the soft material tickles your skin. | |||
| hug | You pull your Halfling baby doll close to you in a brief hug, taking comfort from the cuddly feel of its soft body. | |||
| kiss | Smiling, you lean over and brush a soft kiss against the forehead of your Halfling baby doll, tightening your arms protectively about the small bundle. | |||
| turn | You unfold the blanket wrapped around your Halfling baby doll, smoothing it out carefully before bundling him up again snugly. As you tuck in the last corner of the blanket around the doll, you place a gentle kiss on top of his little head. | |||
| shake | You rock your Halfling baby doll gently in your arms, singing a gentle lullaby to the tiny bundle. | |||
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From Bunglefoot's: |
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| some berry-stained patchwork knickers with droopy pockets | ||||
| pull | You pull your pockets inside out, exposing berry-stained linings. You hum innocently as you stuff the linings back inside. | |||
| push | You grin mischievously and rock back and forth on the balls of your feet, your thumbs hooked nonchalantly in your pockets. | |||
| rub | You wipe your hands on your patchwork knickers. Hope you didn't leave any berry stains! | |||
| pat | You slyly pat your patchwork knickers's pockets and smile mysteriously. | |||
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From Empombolius' |
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| a hollow ram's horn | ||||
| app | The ram's horn is a container, and can be opened and closed. It appears that the ram's horn can be worn attached to a belt. The ram's horn feels light. |
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| open | You uncork the horn with a slight pop. | |||
| close | You seal the opening on the horn with a large cork. | |||
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| a purple steel flask forged to resemble a bunch of grapes | ||||
| pour | You pour yourself a shot of taffelberry mead! | |||
| fill | You pour the mead into the flask. | |||
| app | The steel flask is made with metal. It appears that the steel flask can be worn attached to a belt. The steel flask feels light. |
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From Elemental Lunacy: |
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| a brushed silver badge | ||||
| look | A small dial has been affixed to the back of the badge allowing one to change the current moon setting shown on the face. At the moment, the badge shows the name "Yavash" etched beneath a ruby. | |||
| rub | You carefully buff your badge until it gleams like a small star. | |||
| turn | You turn the wheel on your badge so it now shows an onyx with the word "Katamba" etched underneath. | |||
| turn | You turn the wheel on your badge so it now shows a sapphire with the word "Xibar" etched underneath. | |||
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| some opalescent glass wands | ||||
| juggle | these are too hard for me ... I keep dropping them :) | |||
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| a high-collared mantle of heavy black leather lined with dark grey silk | ||||
| wear | You drape a high-collared mantle of heavy black leather lined with dark grey silk around your shoulders. | |||
| a broad-brimmed black leather hat jauntily pinned up on one side | ||||
| look | The leather hat has been reinforced from the inside to offer protection while the stiff brim sits low across the brow, protecting the eyes as well. | |||
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| a dusky blue velvet telescope case set with diamonds forming an intricate pattern | ||||
| app | The telescope case is a container, and can be opened and closed. It appears that the telescope case can be worn attached to a belt. The telescope case feels light. |
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| look | Softly catching any light, tiny diamonds glitter like the heavenly stars. Set against twilight-hued velvet, the faceted gems form constellations reminiscent of the summer sky. | |||
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| a full skirt of dusky blue velvet belted by a fringed nightsilk scarf | ||||
| push | Arms outstretched, you fan your full skirt wide, fluttering like the wings of some brilliant butterfly. | |||
| pull | Moving in a rhythmic circle, you swish your full skirt quickly side-to-side, creating a blur of color and motion as you dance. | |||
| kick | In a single lissome motion, you go high on your toes to whirl in a pirouette that sends your full skirt flashing out in a gossamer circle all around you. | |||
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| a dusky blue velvet bodice slashed to reveal the nightsilk lining beneath | ||||
| look | Artfully slashed cut-outs form a repeating crescentic pattern at waist and neckline as beautiful as Katamba set against a midnight sky. | |||
| app | The velvet bodice is pocketed. The velvet bodice is incredibly pliant. It appears that the velvet bodice can be worn as a shirt or robe, even with armor. The velvet bodice feels pretty light. |
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| a ruby red teardrop prism | ||||
| look | The smooth surface of the prism has been carved into the shape of a teardrop. | |||
| turn | As you turn your prism, it emits a shower of teardrop-shaped rays of light. | |||
| wear | You put on a ruby red teardrop prism. | |||
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| a crystal clear star prism | ||||
| look | Carved from pure crystal, the star's many points stretch in every direction. | |||
| turn | As you turn your prism, it emits a shower of star-shaped rays of light. | |||
| wear | You put on a crystal clear star prism. | |||
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| some silver filigree toe bands | ||||
| look | These very distinguished silver toe bands have been inlaid with filigree work. The metal gleams brightly, showing off the fine craftsmanship. | |||
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From Amulets by Liathe: |
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| a platinum donkey amulet suspended from a heavy chain | ||||
| look | Exquisitely carved in bas-relief, the detailed form of a donkey gazes knowingly out from the oval-shaped amulet. A thirteen-point silver star clasps the chain of heavy gold links. | |||
| push | You clutch your donkey amulet tightly, feeling the raised image of the donkey press against your palm. | |||
| pull | You pull on the chain holding your donkey amulet, adjusting it so that the exquisitely detailed donkey reflects the available light. | |||
| rub | You absentmindedly rub your donkey amulet between your fingers, drawing comfort from the solidity of the cool metal. | |||
| tap | You tap a finger softly against your donkey amulet, gazing wistfully at the figure of the donkey in the vain hope that it would speak to you. | |||
| kiss | You lift the long chain from which your donkey amulet hangs, brushing your lips against the raised image of the donkey. | |||
| turn | You cradle your donkey amulet in your palm, reverently tracing the outline of the donkey as you murmur a soft prayer. | |||
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| a polished gold horned owl amulet suspended from a heavy chain | ||||
| wear | You hang a polished gold horned owl amulet suspended from a heavy chain around your neck. | |||
| look | Exquisitely carved in bas-relief, the detailed form of a horned owl gazes knowingly out from the oval-shaped amulet. A thirteen-point silver star clasps the chain of heavy gold links. | |||
| push | You clutch your owl amulet tightly, feeling the raised image of the owl press against your palm. | |||
| pull | You pull on the chain holding your owl amulet, adjusting it so that the exquisitely detailed owl reflects the available light. | |||
| rub | You absentmindedly rub your owl amulet between your fingers, drawing comfort from the solidity of the cool metal. | |||
| tap | You tap a finger softly against your owl amulet, gazing wistfully at the figure of the owl in the vain hope that it would speak to you. | |||
| kiss | You lift the long chain from which your owl amulet hangs, brushing your lips against the raised image of the owl. | |||
| turn | You cradle your owl amulet in your palm, reverently tracing the outline of the owl as you murmur a soft prayer. | |||