state:setup|environment:6|
Paladin
Paladin
Human
77
173
19
male
18
12
9
11
15
17
2250
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
97
10017
10005
97:1,10017:1,10005:1,19:1,21:100
Paladin
Paladin
Human
77
173
19
male
18
12
9
11
15
17
2250
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
97
10017
10005
97:1,10017:1,10005:1,19:1,21:100
Ranger
Ranger
Human
77
173
19
female
15
18
10
11
17
11
2250
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
19
21
10005
97:1,10017:1,10005:1,19:1,21:100
Fighter
Fighter
Human
77
173
19
male
18
12
16
11
10
8
1900
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
15
12
1
92
10015
10006
92:1,82:1,10015:1,10006:1,23:1,25:30
Wizard
Mage
Elf
77
173
190
male
8
12
9
18
15
17
2400
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
5
12
1
79
80
10021
10021:1,79:1,80:50,36:2,76:1,40:10
Thief
Thief
Human
77
173
19
male
15
17
10
11
13
14
1250
10
2
Pick Pocket
Pick Lock
Detect Trap
Detect Hidden Door
Remove Trap
Sneak
Shadow Hiding
Detect Noise
Climb Walls
Backstab
Medium
10
10
10
18
12
1
34
35
10009
97:1,10009:1,34:1,35:100
Cleric
Cleric
Human
65
173
19
female
15
12
8
11
17
10
1700
10
2
Medium
10
10
10
9
12
1
104
10015
10006
104:1,10015:1,10006:1,79:1,80:50
|owner:TaX6GqYJ0Xt5zJNftXgcqLCH0Xltxh2Q5Lgi7Bm7wbb27mGsN4WcNoi99NMK|mapName:Random Encounter In The Swamp|intro:As you venture deeper into the swamp, the world around you begins to warp and twist. The soggy ground beneath your feet, unreliable as the shifting shadows between the moss-draped trees, pulls at your boots with each laborious step. The air is thick, heavy with fog, wrapping around you like a damp shroud that carries the pungent scent of life and death in an unending, organic cycle. In the heart of this marshland, time itself seems to blur, leaving only the ceaseless hum of insects to mark its passage. Above, the gnarled, skeletal branches reach out as if wishing to clutch at the unwary, their fingertips adorned with the ghostly pallor of Spanish moss. The silence is filled with the profound loneliness of a bird's cry, its voice lost in the heavy air, like a forgotten memory. Suddenly, you feel it. A shift in the air, a charge in the atmosphere, a faint whisper echoing through the fog. You're not alone. Unseen eyes study your every move, their scrutiny as ancient and inscrutable as the marshland itself. An anticipatory silence befalls the swamp, the unseen audience holding its collective breath. What could be lurking in the shadows? Friend or foe? Predator or prey? The swamp itself seems to whisper secrets on the wind, echoing through the half-submerged ruins and skeletal trees. This place, this sentient, primal marshland, is preparing to introduce you to its hidden dwellers. Every encounter here is a dance with the unknown, an intimate pas de deux with the swamp as your stage. Be ready to engage in a battle of wits and skill, for this place is as patient as it is ruthless, and it offers no quarter. So tread carefully, adventurers, for the swamp is not just alive, it is cognizant. This enigmatic host of yours could lead you to triumph or doom, its favours as fickle as the marsh winds. Are you a mere visitor, passing through its territory, or will you leave your mark in its hallowed chronicles? The choice is yours. Will you stand as a conqueror, or simply become another whispered secret it cherishes in its depths? Let the encounter begin...|introImage:/userdata/posters/644bf4db3514c3.75520114.png|timeofday:08:43:00|allowrest:true|randomizemaptreesandrocks:true|novictory:false|showinadventures:true|roamingMonsters:true|dungeonLevel:1|depthUnderGround:0|creator:Creatures And Chronicles|randomEncounterRisk:10|randomTimeOfDay:true