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Initial upload. PRC8 has been added. Module compiles, PRC's default AI & treasure scripts have been integrated. Started work on top hak for SLA / Ability / Scripting modifications.
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"0": "They stopped at the edge of the treeline, hiding in the brush to recover from the harsh climb. Even Erdian's insufferable enthusiasm had quieted after an hour.\n \"How much further?\" Sealgair asked.\n \"Not far,\" she answered. She pointed to a spur of rock about two hundred yards above them. \"That's his back door. He's too big for it now, but it'll give us an easy access. His actual lair is down inside the mountain, so once we reach the cave entrance, we'll have an easy time getting to him, but it'll get more dangerous very quickly.\n Sealgair nodded his understanding, thoughtfully rubbing his badge (Brighteyes could never pronounce the word that he called it, so she just called it a badge). Erdian's eyes went glassy for a few seconds as he mentally reviewed the spells he had chosen. \n \"Perhaps...\" he whispered, \"...perhaps we should try to lure it out here. It's probably more familiar with its own lair than we are, even with your memory, Brighteyes. It would be easier if he came to us.\"\n \"Are ye mad, caraid?\" demanded Sealgair. \"Out here 'e'd be able to spread 'is wings and attack us from above!\"\n Brighteyes shook her head. \"Actually,\" she said thoughtfully, \"if I remember correctly, it could probably take flight in there, too, only slightly cramped. I think Erdian's right -- our best chances are out here.\"\n Sealgair reluctantly conceded. \"Wait here,\" Brighteyes whispered. \"I'll lure him out.\" Before either man could protest, she took off, walking toward the cavern's entrance as softly as a cat. Erdian shrugged, and quietly cast a protective spell on himself and readied for battle, lightly resting one hand on an intricately carved dagger at his belt. Sealgair grasped his badge and concentrated on its protective powers, watching Brighteyes. \n When she reached the entrance, she backed up against the mountain wall, took a deep breath, and yelled something that sounded very ugly and harsh. An angry-sounding answer came from within, and she yelled back. Suddenly she went very still, listening, and then she faded into the shadows of the rock. Sealgair rubbed one eye -- if he hadn't been watching, he would have thought she'd utterly disappeared. As it was, he could barely pick her out from the shadows. Even the glint of the dagger she'd drawn seemed to be a bright rock on the mountain face.\n The monster did not burst out of the rather narrow opening. Rather, it appeared over the top of the mountain and headed for them, or rather, for Brighteyes. While its back was to them, Sealgair charged, drawing his swords on the run. The beast spun when it heard Sealgair's step, but before it could defend itself, a cascade of rock from a nearby overhang fell, courtesy of Erdian, and one largish stone hit the dragon's wing, making it stumble in the air and land heavily. (Erdian's hair suddenly surged in length, settling gently around his waist.) Sealgair swung with his mighty blades, and hit solidly while the dragon was flailing to recover its balance. It screamed in rage, and loosed its deadly flame on them. The heatwave preceding the flames made Sealgair stagger slightly, and behind him Erdian cursed in pain as the flames burned him, but neither of them were badly injured.\n The monster suddenly shrieked in pain as Brighteyes emerged from her hiding place and sank her dagger into its neck. It spun to face her and waved a talon, casting some spell that sent her smashing back against the rock face of the mountain. Erdian nearly screamed an incantation. Sealgair could almost see the waves of power as they passed him, streaming toward their target, but the dragon seemed to brush off the spell, turning to face them once more. Dramatically, lightening clashed and the sky darkened as Erdian's magic released the forces of nature. Sealgair swung again, his magical blades humming with power. His attack left deep gashes in the beast's hide. Erdian threw another spell, and this time the effects did not go unnoticed. Nor did it ignore the bolt of lightning that hit it as Erdian's magic surged yet again. The dragon screamed in pain and swung a claw at Erdian, who danced sideways just in time to avoid serious injury -- but his brightly colored shirt would never be the same. As Sealgair pulled back for another thrust, he glimpsed Brighteyes groggily and painfully rising from where the dragon's spell had thrown her. She was determinedly holding another dagger and pulling her short sword.\n The battle raged for what seemed hours and might have been merely minutes, but slowly the three comrades wore the beast down. Brighteyes took the worst beating, having no protective spells and very little armor to deflect the creature's blows, but she remained upright and vengeful, screaming at it almost constantly in that ugly language. Finally, it collapsed, a fierce thrashing of its tail and beating of its wings its last defense. Erdian drew his dagger carefully and edged toward its head. Brighteyes laughed almost evilly and leaped past him, sinking her longest fighting dagger into its eye. She spoke to it harshly and angrily still, and drew another dagger. Erdian yelled, \"NO!!!!!\" and raced toward her, but by the time he reached her, she had slit the dragon's throat. Belatedly, she looked up, sensed the power surging in the dagger in his hand, and realized that the dragon's death blood was meant to christen and bind the dagger's magic. She took a step backwards, fearfully wondering if the dagger would turn on her now, but Erdian sheathed it with an irritated gesture, swept a bow to Sealgair, and disappeared with a soft *pop!* A loud shrieking filled the air, and Brighteyes covered her ears as she looked from where Erdian had been to Sealgair. After a while, the noise (another by-product of Erdian's magic) stopped, and she gingerly uncovered her ears.\n She looked at Sealgair, cleaning his blades. \"You don't think he's *too* mad, do you?\"\n Sealgair shrugged. \"He's been needin' to finish the enchantment on that dagger for some time,\" he said sternly.\n \"But I didn't *know* that!\" protested Brighteyes.\n Sealgair looked at her. \"Ye wouldn't have given up the deathblow even if ye had known, lassie, so don't start that!\"\n She sighed softly, fearing that her determined vengeance and rash actions had cost her the only man that she had truly cared for since the dragon had destroyed her husband so many years ago. She pulled her daggers out of the monster's flesh and cleaned them carefully. The one she had used to slit its throat had already corroded beyond use from the acidic blood, but she cleaned it and sheathed it anyway.\n She looked up to see Sealgair watching her carefully. She raised an eyebrow at him.\n \"Jest makin' sure ye've lost the killing thirst, lass.\"\n She nodded. \"Yes... Thank you for helping me. I could never have done it on my own.\"\n Sealgair nodded. \"T'was an evil that needed to be destroyed.\"\n Brighteyes managed to pull her battered and wounded body to its feet. She walked carefully toward the cave. Sealgair followed, interested.\n Within, they found mounds and piles of coin and gems, precious statues and works of art. There were elaborately carved scrollcases and items that reeked of magical power. Brighteyes looked around appreciatively, but did not pick anything up yet. She looked around the cave until she found what she was looking for: an ornate necklace in gold with emeralds and onyx settings all over it. At its base was a huge black pearl. \n Brighteyes showed it to Sealgair. \"I made this for my husband,\" she explained. \"He was wearing it when the dragon slew him.\" She smiled at her powerful friend, and for the first time since his death spoke her husband's name. \"Xavier and I acquired this pearl on the very first heist we pulled as a team... \" Her voice trailed off, and she sat suddenly in the middle of the vast chamber, holding the necklace to her chest, and weeping, finally, after decades, for her lost mate.\n"
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