Map62_STR2.xml

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<zone name="Southern Trade Route Part 2 (Leth to Gondola)" id="62">
  <node id="1" name="Gondola, Cab North" note="Map998_Transports.xml">
    <description>Worn down to a dusky grey color, the proud wood once cut and fitted to compose this gondola creaks with age and disrepair, but appears to be steady.  Seats have been lifesculpted up from the floor and melded into the sides.  Weak light streams in through the yellow-tinted windows, eating away patiently at what little color remains in the tiny, musty chamber.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="2" />
  </node>
  <node id="2" name="Obsidian Pass, Platform" note="Platform|Gondola" color="#FF00FF">
    <description>Like an aerie forgotten in the wilderness, the platform remains despite being abandoned by its creators.  While rickety and creaking uneasily, it appears to have held up well.  Two side-by-side granite beams rise up from the edge of the ridge, around which have been wound the lengths of rope used by the gondola that provides transport over the great chasm.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go ridge" destination="3" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gondola" destination="1" />
  </node>
  <node id="3" name="Obsidian Pass, Chasm's Ridge">
    <description>The mountain trail comes to an abrupt end at the edge of a massive chasm with sheer walls that fall down into darkness.  Twin thick cables of some indiscernable substance hang over the chasm, tied off on this end to a rickety platform that looks about as stable as a faenrae reaver on samatak.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="4" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb rickety platform" destination="2" />
  </node>
  <node id="4" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail">
    <description>Cracks in the sides of the pass ooze a darkness flatter than the glassy black of the smoothed walls.  The silence here is disturbing.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="5" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="3" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb branch" destination="153" />
  </node>
  <node id="5" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail">
    <description>The creak of ropes and the screech of stone clashing with stone bounces through the pass from somewhere to the south.  A trickle of dust followed by a shower of pebbles falls down the sheer mountainside, serving as an irregular waterfall of stone and earth as well a reminder that this place is not so stable as it may seem.</description>
    <description>The cry of an owl and the creak of ropes bounces through the pass from somewhere to the south.  A trickle of dust followed by a shower of pebbles falls down the glass-sheer mountainside, serving as an irregular waterfall of stone and earth as well as a reminder that this place is not so deserted as it may seem.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="6" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="4" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="8" />
  </node>
  <node id="6" name="Obsidian Pass, Garrison Trail">
    <description>Curving tightly through a narrow crevice in the mountain face, the trail looks like an unremarkable natural feature.  Yet a fresh scuff on the rock wall and crushed rock underfoot hint that more than wildlife may travel this path.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="7" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="5" />
  </node>
  <node id="7" name="Obsidian Pass, Culvert">
    <description>Twisting away from the main trail, the narrow path mazes through natural breaks in the stone before finally widening into this secluded culvert.  Building supplies and provisions are neatly organized in military precision around a dusty tent.  A series of ledges jut from the sheer mountain face high above, connected by rope bridges.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="6" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dusty tent" destination="154" />
  </node>
  <node id="8" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail" note="RTZ28|RT-GPN-LNW" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The walls of the pass press in on both sides, as if the trail were some sort of uninvited wound the rocks were trying to mend.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="9" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="5" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go narrow track" destination="11" />
  </node>
  <node id="9" name="Obsidian Pass, Mountain Trail" note="RTZ29|RT-GPN-LF" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The lonely cry of an eagle echoes between the sides of the narrow pass, a haunting sound.  Dark trees creep slowly up the mountainside in either direction, and further to the west the eternally white peak of Icespear Reach rises up majestically.  Rubble and scree lie scattered across the trail.</description>
    <description>Harsh sounds echo uneasily between the sides of the narrow pass, clawing icy tracks along your spine.  Dark foliage climbs up the mountainside, feathering the skyline in bold brushes of dark color.  Rubble and scree lie scattered across the trail, making footing treacherous.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-260" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="10" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="8" />
  </node>
  <node id="10" name="Obsidian Pass, Guard House">
    <description>The jagged black mountains for which this pass is named jut to the east and west, just barely allowing passage for the north-south road.  A guard house is situated beside the path, looking as if it were melting out of the mountainside.  Elven runes are cut into the walls, and a sigil of warding has been carved over the doorway.</description>
    <description>The night sky is rent by mountainscape darkness even more jagged and deep than the domain of Damaris.  A guard house can just barely be detected, rising up out of the rubble that has been piled up here somewhat recently.</description>
    <position x="60" y="-280" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="40" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go guard house" destination="152" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go blockade" destination="9" />
  </node>
  <node id="11" name="Obsidian Pass, Narrow Track" note="snowbeasts|Gash">
    <description>Shards of obsidian littering the ground make it even more difficult to traverse the tight confines of this track.  A chilling breeze, blowing steadily from the west, wraps itself around you in its cold embrace.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-260" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="8" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="12" />
  </node>
  <node id="12" name="Narrow Track, A Tight Spot">
    <description>Obsidian flecked walls of gray granite draw close to each other and threaten to block your progress.  A stiff wind whistles its displeasure at being confined and bites at your clothing with its cold teeth.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-260" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="11" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="13" />
  </node>
  <node id="13" name="Narrow Track, Gravel Path">
    <description>Pea-sized gravel trickles down from the cliff overhead.  This rain of stone covers the path and hides the passage of both man and beast.  In places where the icy hand of the prevailing wind does not reach, lacy webs of frost sparkle like crystal necklaces.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="12" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="14" />
  </node>
  <node id="14" name="The Gash, Northern Rim">
    <description>A narrow track widens to meet a barren and craggy ledge.  Named 'The Gash' because it looks as though the World Dragon itself had dragged a claw through the ground leaving a deep wound, the canyon towards the south is both deep and sheer.  An icy wind upwells from The Gash and whispers in your ear before it races off into the distance. </description>
    <position x="-20" y="-240" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="13" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="15" />
  </node>
  <node id="15" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>Stunted trees, not venturing too far from the ground, fear that the winds would rend their limbs from them.  Shimmering ice crystals, blowing up from below, angrily sting your face and then quickly melt away.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="14" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="16" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go snow-choked passage" destination="160" />
  </node>
  <node id="16" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>The sun brings Berengaria's light to return what warmth the winds stole from the land during the night.  Small mounds of snow cling to the shadows of trees and rocks as a reminder of the recent night.</description>
    <description>Frigid winds, in the service of Asketi, steal the warmth from the land.  Snow rides on the wind to reclaim the land taken by the light of day.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="17" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="18" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="19" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="31" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="15" />
  </node>
  <node id="17" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#00FFFF">
    <description>The sun's relief brings its own price as the frozen ground thaws into slick mud which sticks to everything it touches.  Small rivulets of melted snow race downward to a small gully towards the south.  Small creatures, basking on sun-warmed rocks, quickly dart away instinctively as you walk by.</description>
    <description>In the darkness of night, the muddy ground freezes to the hardness of stone.  Other than the movement of leaves in the wind, the area is void of the all signs of movement.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="18" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="16" />
  </node>
  <node id="18" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>Low growing plants, clinging to the steep incline, quickly respond to the light of day with a burst of colorful flowers.  Around you, insects buzz around in a blur and visit each blossom for a drink of sweet nectar.</description>
    <description>Low growing plants, covered in layers of frost and snow, prepare their buds for the next day of light.  A somber silence blankets the area.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="19" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="16" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="17" />
  </node>
  <node id="19" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>Warmth from the day brings some relief from the bitter cold of night.  Flocks of small swallows soar overhead demonstrating their mastery of the sky in intricate patterns.</description>
    <description>Frigid winds quickly steal what warmth the sun freely gave during its time in the sky.  A covering of wind-borne snow encases everything for the night.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="18" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="20" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="16" />
  </node>
  <node id="20" name="The Gash, Central Gully">
    <description>Caught between the frozen order of the south face and the cyclic chaos of the north face, you find little comfort for either man or beast.  Flurries of snow dance around the stones which cover the ground.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="21" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="19" />
  </node>
  <node id="21" name="The Gash, Lonely Grotto">
    <description>While this sheltered spot keeps the wild winds at bay, little comfort can be found from the cold of the shadows as the light is also kept out.</description>
    <position x="40" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="20" />
  </node>
  <node id="22" name="The Gash, South Face">
    <description>Up towards the south, icy winds race over a great sheet of ice in their pursuit of the light and the warmth it brings.  Sensing a warm body, they rush down to feast upon body heat.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="20" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="23" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="32" />
  </node>
  <node id="23" name="The Gash, Glacier">
    <description>In the shadow of the south face, the ice field paints a dull, life-less landscape.  The wild wind replies with a bitter blast as you intrude in its domain.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="25" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="24" />
  </node>
  <node id="24" name="The Gash, Glacier">
    <description>The mounds of ice and snow offers little to look at, both are equally gray and featureless in the dimness of the shadows.  The only difference notable is that while the snow readily follows the command of the wind, the ice pointedly ignores it.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="23" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="28" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb ice wall" destination="175" />
  </node>
  <node id="25" name="The Gash, Glacier">
    <description>Thin scratches in the ice prove that you are not alone in this icy wasteland.  The frigid wind, enraged at the intrusion into its domain, howls a challenge.</description>
    <position x="0" y="-100" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="26" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="27" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="23" />
  </node>
  <node id="26" name="The Gash, Glacier">
    <description>The steep trail ends abruptly at the base of a vertical wall of ice.  The ever present wind races down the wall and brings a stinging haze of ice and snow with it.</description>
    <position x="20" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="27" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="25" />
  </node>
  <node id="27" name="The Gash, Glacier">
    <description>The sheer wall of ice rising towards the south prevents any further progress in that direction nor does it seem scalable.  Through the wind blown snow, a darkened spot draws attention itself. </description>
    <position x="-20" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="25" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="26" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go dark opening" destination="36" />
  </node>
  <node id="28" name="The Gash, South Face">
    <description>Thick banks of snow move around at the whims of the ever-present wind covering almost everything.  Only a few of the larger rocks stand high enough to poke through the waves of white. </description>
    <position x="-60" y="-120" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="24" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="29" />
  </node>
  <node id="29" name="The Gash, South Face">
    <description>In contrast with the north face, this area remains cloaked in shadow and is always locked in the wind's freezing grasp.  Except for the faint cries of hunting beasts in the distance, all you hear is the wind.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="30" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="33" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="28" />
  </node>
  <node id="30" name="The Gash, Central Gully" color="#008000">
    <description>In the deepest part of The Gash, this gully harbors the accumulation of rock and frozen mud from years of melting flows in from the north face.  The south face, ever frozen, offers only ice and snow to the gully's hoard.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="31" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="33" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="29" />
  </node>
  <node id="31" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>With the thaw that day brings, mud slowly oozes down from the north and continues its trek southward towards the gully below.  The cold wind, blowing against this flow in an attempt to halt its progress, leaves ripples in the wet mud.</description>
    <description>The cold wind, supreme ruler in the hours of darkness, enforces its will on the flow of mud and freezes its trek towards the gully.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-180" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="16" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="30" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="34" />
  </node>
  <node id="32" name="The Gash, Central Gully" color="#008000">
    <description>Here on the boundary of the north face with its cycles of day and night and the south face with its ever present sun-less shadow, Asketi's winds cry loudly for the death of light and warmth.</description>
    <position x="-20" y="-160" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="19" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="20" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="22" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="33" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="30" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="31" />
  </node>
  <node id="33" name="The Gash, South Face">
    <description>The wind, like a hungry wolf, rushes down from the south and clamps its icy teeth around your body.  An urge to keep moving cries out a warning against staying here and becoming a part of the frozen landscape.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-140" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="32" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="29" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="30" />
  </node>
  <node id="34" name="The Gash, North Face" color="#008000">
    <description>The path rises sharply towards the northwest to a small copse of trees.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-200" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="31" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="35" />
  </node>
  <node id="35" name="The Gash, Small Copse" note="Shrine3-1|Berengaria" color="#A6A3D9">
    <description>Strangely, the ravages of day and night, which affect the other parts of The Gash, do not invade this secluded sanctuary.  A sense of calm pervades this peaceful thicket.</description>
    <position x="-80" y="-220" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="34" />
  </node>
  <node id="36" name="The Gash, Ice Cave">
    <description>This large chamber could house a clan or two if it were not so bitter cold.  Just outside, the whistling wind reverberates deeper in the cave with a deadly moaning.  Deeply sunk into the floor along the wall, a shadowy figure is barely visible and warrants further examination. </description>
    <position x="-20" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="37" />
    <arc exit="out" move="out" destination="27" />
  </node>
  <node id="37" name="The Gash, Ice Cave">
    <description>Only a dim glow from the southeast barely illuminates this passage and only a thorough search along the icy walls reveals the exits.</description>
    <position x="-40" y="-60" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="36" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="39" />
    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="38" />
  </node>
  <node id="38" name="The Gash, Ice Cave">
    <description>Darkness obscures most of the details of this area.  A strong odor of animal musk permeates the air and stifles the breath.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-80" z="0" />
    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="37" />
  </node>
  <node id="39" name="The Gash, Ice Cave">
    <description>Darker than midnight on a moonless evening, one can barely see their hands before their face.  The crunching under foot reveals itself to be a pile of gnawed bones from beastly feasts.</description>
    <position x="-60" y="-40" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="37" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go crevice" destination="155" />
  </node>
  <node id="40" name="Foothills, Steep Path" note="RTZ27|RT-GPN-IT" color="#C2B280">
    <description>The mountains begin reclaiming road here, their rocky mouths and jagged teeth piercing the passage with fang and claw.  Even the very sky seems to betray the land, for water and wind erode the dirt of the route away, leaving patches of bare rock facing the lone sky, naked to plain sight.</description>
    <position x="80" y="-300" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="41" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="10" />
  </node>
  <node id="41" name="Foothills, Artesian Well">
    <description>An old artesian well, still used by traveler and trader alike, stands alone in the dark shadow of the great mountains before it.  Oblivious to the road, to the northern city of Leth, to the dark peaks in the south - it remains a symbol of the enduring adventurer's spirit.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-320" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="42" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="40" />
  </node>
  <node id="42" name="Southern Trade Route, Foothills">
    <description>Numerous rocks and boulders lie to each side of the road.  Despite the evidence of frequent travel, the steepness and insurmountable height of the mountains to the south make travel in either direction seem fraught with the promise of hardship.</description>
    <position x="100" y="-340" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="43" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="41" />
  </node>
  <node id="43" name="Southern Trade Route, Fallen Statue">
    <description>A large marble statue has been shattered and broken by the roadside.  The image of a Human woman's face, mouth wide with terror and fear, stares out at you from shattered stone eyes.  The dress, the body - all else has been smashed into thousands of marble slivers, some stained with a dark brown hue.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-360" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="44" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="42" />
  </node>
  <node id="44" name="Southern Trade Route, Gold Fence">
    <description>An ornate gate stands to the north, the tall pinnacles of gold shimmering before the path leading into the cemetery.  The edge of the road begins to overlap with the curve of the foothills to the south, the face of the Dragon Spine leering from its haughty throne of rock.</description>
    <position x="120" y="-380" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="45" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="43" />
  </node>
  <node id="45" name="Southern Trade Route, Gate of Heroes">
    <description>A large golden gate, carved with ornate patterns of Fae and Immortals, towers far above.  The golden spires of its points stretch upwards as if daring to pierce the belly of the sky.</description>
    <description>Darkness casts a sinister hand over an ornate gilded gate.  Shadows mingle with the silken flags hanging from each post, the silver roses stitched so beautifully on them twisted and distorted by the same darkling scent of night which makes the evening itself so lovely.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-400" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="46" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="44" />
  </node>
  <node id="46" name="Southern Trade Route, Gold Fence">
    <description>A large gold fence stands to one side of the road, its ornate metal form guarding an expansive cemetery behind a lanky frame.  A tall gate stands further to the south.  Black silk flags stitched with thorn-wrapped silver roses billow softly in the wind.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-420" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="47" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="45" />
  </node>
  <node id="47" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to the Pass">
    <description>Weathered rocks lie by the roadside, their forms twisted and gnarled by time and by weather.  Their figures seemed turned towards the sky in eternal supplication, hands and faces of rough unworked stone forever gazing at the endless sky.</description>
    <description>Twilight dances across the horizon.  Shadow and starlight mingle in their ever-eternal dance, forever young, forever lovely from their places in the sky.  The twisted figures of rocks sit sullenly on the earth, an unwilling and immortal audience to the night's performance.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-440" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="48" />
    <arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="46" />
  </node>
  <node id="48" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to the Pass">
    <description>Few trees stand alongside the path.  The road inclines to the south, seeming to grow in steepness at the onset of the foothills.  The spires of Leth linger far to the north, their sky-kissed pinnacles barely within sight.</description>
    <description>Ribbons of indigo and cobalt silk hang from the sky, tatters of the night's silken cloak that drape over the world.  The evening's dark hair flows with the wind, shadows of her countenance unveiling over all.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-460" z="0" />
    <arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="49" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="47" />
  </node>
  <node id="49" name="Southern Trade Route, Road to the Pass">
    <description>As if some angry artist had taken his knife and cut black swatches into his canvas, so like that image of passionate anger stand the Dragon Spine Mountains.  It is as if the very earth had thrown them against the sky, their forms tearing into the silken threads that weave the very atmosphere around Elanthia. </description>
    <description>Starlight casts shadows using the jagged rocks and stones, making eerie unnatural puppets of shadow that the depth of night manipulates as it wanes on.  The mountains to the south bear an even blacker shade compared to the dark cobalt of the skies.</description>
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    <description>Starlight casts shadows using the jagged rocks and stones, making eerie unnatural puppets of shadow that the depth of night manipulates as it wanes on.  The mountains to the south bear an even blacker shade compared to the dark cobalt of the skies.</description>
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    <description>The edge of the meadow connects to the harsher land leading up to the foothills.  The green ocean of grass that softly moves with the breeze contrasts sharply with the spartan surroundings that lie ahead.</description>
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    <description>Darkness reflects off of the southern mountain range, the tall angular forms of rock glimmering with an almost unholy sheen.  To the north, a gentle meadow lines the route beneath the twilight sky.</description>
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  <node id="55" name="Southern Trade Route, Quiet Meadow">
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    <description>Starlight brushes over the smooth silken waves of dark grass below.  The perfection of night drifts over the world, blanketing the meadow in a veil of silence.</description>
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  <node id="56" name="Southern Trade Route, Quiet Meadow">
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  <node id="57" name="Southern Trade Route, Quiet Meadow">
    <description>A young sapling struggles along the roadside, its leaves trembling in the racking breezes that tremulously pass by.  The roots wrestle with the ground below, a struggle for survival.</description>
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  <node id="59" name="Southern Trade Route, Quiet Meadow">
    <description>The soft coo of a lone sparrow flitting through the air accompanies the melody of a gentle breeze rustling leaf against leaf.  Serenity of the rarest kind lurks here in the shadow of the ominous mountains to the south.</description>
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    <description>Darkness of the evening brings a soft wind that brushes against the silken grass of the meadow.  Its soothing gentle cadence stirs nightingales from their hidden nests to sing.</description>
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    <description>Shadows catch the pale petals of small flowers hiding amidst the tall grass.  They shine and reflect snippets of color, flickering beneath the dusky evening skies.</description>
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    <description>A wild rose bush twines around an old wooden fence, its thorns and blossoms radiant with savage beauty.  Its fierceness is complemented by the pale lavender crocuses peeking softly from beneath their bed in the earth.</description>
    <description>Darkness immerses the petals of the roses on a wild bush nearby, as if each flower was a shroud to be placed over the hearts of the dead.  Small lavender petals from some indistinguishable flowers peek through the dense earth.</description>
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    <description>Dust of the road gingerly settles, haggard brush beside the way loose in the dehydrated earth.  Rocks and twisted branches skuttle about, the wind raking brakish claws of air over the dried dirt, eroding it away.</description>
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    <description>Beneath a tall willow tree, the heady scent of jes-roses mingling with pure-white daisies courts the thick dampness in the night air.  The soft flowers open their bright faces to the sky, opening themselves as the evening draws gently overhead.</description>
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    <description>Starlight glints off the rusted metal of an axe-head lodged into the thick wood of the tree.  Beneath the night sky, dozens of fragile violets peek through the rotting wood, their petals glistening with moisture from their daytime hiding places.</description>
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    <description>Starlight trickles through breaks in the leaves.  A circle of fey mushrooms rests within the clearing, small offerings left by wandering travelers and nearby village-inhabitants placed on the edge.</description>
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    <description>Further south, twisted trees line the way.  Their arching branches form a lifeless arbor overhead.  A fallen log, rotting inside and out, rests to one side.  The small flowers and grass nearby are in the process of consuming its crumbling body.</description>
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    <description>Branches shake and sway, eerie emaciated fingers edging closer inch by inch.  Night makes the forest seem more sinister, a pall of darkness drawn over its weary face.</description>
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    <description>A soft cooing echoes unbounded through the forest.  The road cuts a thick swatch through the brush, a pale shadow compared to the almost malignant ones surrounding it.</description>
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    <description>The bleak way, interspersed by small, round stones, rests sullenly beneath the heavy mantle of evening.  The road coils and winds in a serpentine way, meandering both to the north and to the south.</description>
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    <description>Evening draws her cloak around the edges of the forest, this small stronghold of nature left before the face of the great road south.  Even the night seems to shy away from the earth, the glittering light of stars edging from the perimeter of trees.</description>
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    <description>Shadows of darkness waver as night descends on the world.  Stars peek from behind the dusky canopy of leaves above, their diamond-like tears radiant overhead.</description>
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    <description>A white marble fountain glistens in the light of the stars.  It glows from among a secluded grove of lifesculpted trees bathing in the shadows of the night.</description>
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    <description>Blue-black darkness ripples over the hauntingly lucid figures of all-too Human lifesculpted trees.  Branches reaching out towards you waver as the breeze of the evening gifts them with preternatural life.</description>
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    <description>Stars wink over the wrought bronze fence guarding the more precious of mineral trees behind it.  The stray sound of metal leaves rustling echoes through the sacred silence of the night.</description>
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    <description>The night casts strange mottled patterns on the metallic woods of the orchard.  Amorphous shadows cling and clutch at gold and silver leaves, a wind from behind them brushing against their delicate surfaces.</description>
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    <description>The soft cadence of the breeze echoes like a siren's lone song as it whips and whistles through the mass of ironwood trees.  The voice of the sky sings softly, a voice filled with the pain of unending sorrow, and the darkling soul of the forest.</description>
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    <description>The edge of the wood trembles with the fruit of the night.  The soft solo of a wanton nightingale echoes mournfully through the wood.  Stars hang suspended on transluscent threads, their light piercing through the dark canopy of leaves.</description>
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  <node id="89" name="Southern Trade Route, Lonely Outpost">
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    <description>Moonlight wanders over broken rotting walls belonging to an old waystation.  The sound of chirring insects echoes from within the black mass of debris.  Breaks in the leaves above let moonlight fall in scattered patches along the ground.</description>
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    <description>Caravans come and go, but a large and seemingly unremarkable stone remains unchanging here.  Perhaps a shrine to some unnamed God, or merely a token of good fortune, Traders, Bards, Mages and countless others leave small tributes of luck and hope nearby.</description>
    <description>A tall and somewhat ungainly rough stone sits in the center of a quiet clearing.  Darkness washes over offerings left by unseen travelers that rest strewn in a circle around the odd piece of rock.</description>
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    <description>A slender Mountain Elf patrols the grounds, warily scanning the nearby shadows of the forest outside the clearing.  A panoply of tents and bedrolls rest beneath the evening sky, the people slumbering within them reposing peacefully in the depths of Damaris' realm.</description>
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    <description>Rocks and stones strewn over the road are concealed by the veil of night.  The way winds its direction south and north, the shadowed skies looming far overhead.</description>
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    <description>The stream dwindles to a fine thread of silver, almost too slight to be seen, damp soil beside the road all that remains of the crystalline water.  Small flowers spring up around the area, heads bowed softly.</description>
    <description>Darkness blankets all, save for a few small flowers peeking through the veil of night.  The trickling of a nearby stream echoes softly, the movement of water pattering against stones weaving a quiet song that drifts through the air.</description>
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    <description>A stream rushes by, a thin ribbon of silver in the impermeable night.  Trees sway and bend, their leaves softly vaulting from their perch to spiral gracefully downward.</description>
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  <node id="97" name="Southern Trade Route, Esouvar Deriel">
    <description>A haunting shadow, perhaps the spirit of some child lost long ago to the forest, lingers in the area.  Leaves rustle, their bleak hues perhaps a shade lighter than they should be.  The dark skins of the ironwoods glimmer sullenly with the sheen of a thousand dew drops.</description>
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  <node id="98" name="Southern Trade Route, Esouvar Deriel">
    <description>A cracked rock lies near the roadside, large and wide enough for a weary traveler to rest their heated pace.  Its edges are smooth, the roughness of the stone worn away by countless passersby who have all made their small, if indelible, impression upon it.</description>
    <description>The night's blackness washes over a cracked, broken rock to the side of the road.  Beneath the twinkling stars, the path stretches to the north and south, moving on despite the shadowed skies above.</description>
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  <node id="99" name="Southern Trade Route, Esouvar Deriel">
    <description>The road twists and winds southward, the density of trees becoming sparse and thin as the frequency of travel picks up.  The Deobar Bower Gate to the north peeks quietly over the dark ironwood trees clustering around Leth Deriel.</description>
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    <description>Smooth flagstones line the dusky-red soil of the road.  Bright yellow flowers peek from around dark patches of green moss, their tones falling gently over the sparse earth like abandoned drops of sunlight.</description>
    <description>Patches of night shadow the flagstones of the road.  Their darkness blots over and dims the bright yellow of the delicate flowers nearby.</description>
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  <node id="101" name="Silhouette Forest, Near the Southern Trade Route" note="Map63_Oshu'ehhrsk_Manor.xml|Oshu'ehhrsk_Manor">
    <description>The distant sounds of travelers and caravans moving along the trade routes is muffled further by the dense vegetation that closes in upon the trail.  Not only is the aural sense dulled by the heavy cloak of plant life, but visibility is hindered beyond a stone's throw by layers of interposing leaves and branches.  Even looking above, the canopy of mingling limbs and outstretched trees blocks a fully clear view of the sky.</description>
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  <node id="102" name="Tamsine's Rest, Outside Gate">
    <description>Carved jasper cats stand sentinal atop the massive stone pillars on either side of a wrought iron gate.  A bronze plaque on the wall identifies this as the home of the abbey of Tamsine's Rest, a well-known school near Leth Deriel.  Just beyond the gate, a two-story stone gate house stands guard over the path leading up to the school, while a trail leads east, following a stream that runs through the forest toward the trade route.</description>
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  <node id="103" name="Tamsine's Rest, Gate House" note="Gate House">
    <description>A small stone house guards the wrought-iron gates of the abbey.  At one time, this was the home of the gatekeeper, in the long ago days before al'Tresnith Manor became the abbey of Tamsine's Rest.  Now, according to the wooden sign next to the house, it is the home of Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el.  A white gravelled path leads north toward the abbey gardens.</description>
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  <node id="104" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Entry" note="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el">
    <description>White walls and mirrors reflect the light from the candles upon the tables on either side of the entryway, making the small foyer appear larger.  A dark oak stairway leads to the second floor, while an archway on the eastern wall leads to the gentlemen's and travelers clothing rooms, and a sliding oak door leads west into the women's apparel section.  Upon the wall, a sign directs visitors to the various areas of the shop.</description>
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  <node id="105" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Clerical Supplies" note="Clerical Supplies" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Tucked away in a corner under the stairs is a small counter displaying robes, vestments, altar cloths and other embroidered clerical accessories.  From its perch atop an ornate newel post, a tabby cat carved of lunat wood surveys the hall, just one of the many symbols of the gentle domestic goddess which fill the abbey buildings.  Though crafted of lifeless wood, some minor trick of the artist causes the cat's inquiring eyes to appear to follow all who enter the house.</description>
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  <node id="106" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Women's Clothing" note="Women's Clothing" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Vases of roses have been placed upon marble pedestals about the edges of the room, the sweet scent perfuming the air and the clothing on display.  Trevellyn's offers an ever-changing supply of fine garments, crafted by the students of the Abbey of Tamsine's Rest.</description>
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  <node id="107" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Bridal Fashions" note="Bridal Fashions" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Elven seamstresses bustle about, carrying bolts of fabric, fragile lace and fragrant flower petals.  In one corner, a dressmaker's dummy is swathed in yard after yard of creamy silk, held in place by pins.  A padded bench has been placed beneath a lattice arch, forming a small and cozy alcove where customers may sit and chat while they examine the merchandise.</description>
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    <description>A row of diamond-paned windows lines the outer wall, offering a view of the abbey in the distance.  Nearby, a group of mannequins have been arranged to display a selection of cloaks, coats and jackets suitable for both men and women.  Boots and other footwear are neatly stacked on the dark oak shelves which line the inner wall of the room.</description>
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  <node id="109" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Gentlemen's Attire" note="Gentlemen's Attire" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Wicker mannequins are grouped about a polished rosewood table on the far end of the room.  Despite the lack of features, the arrangement has an air of genial conviviality, reinforced by the formal clothing dressing the mannequins and the red-stemmed champagne glasses upon the small rosewood occasional table.  A workbasket and half-finished jacket lie upon a chair in the corner, waiting for the tailor to return and finish his work.</description>
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  <node id="110" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Upstairs Hallway">
    <description>Deep blue velvet hangs in graceful folds along the wall at the top of the stairs, forming a backdrop for an arrangement of flowers from the abbey gardens.  The pale yellow roses nestle amidst deep green ferns in a sparkling crystal vase.  To the east, a brass plaque has been mounted on a heavy oak door, while the upstairs hallway continues to the south.</description>
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  <node id="111" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Upstairs Hallway">
    <description>Stained glass shimmers in the sunlight, the colorful glass window refracting the light to send it dancing about the hallway.  A gleaming brass plaque has been mounted upon the wall next to a heavy oak door, while the hallway continues to the north.</description>
    <description>A crystal vase filled with pale blue sirese blossoms sits atop a polished satinwood table at the southern end of the hallway.  Above it, the gentle glow of the moon illuminates a stained glass window, and reflects off the gleaming brass plaque mounted on the wall beside the oak door.</description>
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  <node id="112" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, Fine Jewelry" note="Fine Jewelry" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Sparkling crystal boxes line the walls of the room, displaying an array of jewelry to delight the eye and adorn the wearer.  A velvet-lined tray and ebonwood case sit atop one of the displays, holding several lovely rings.  On the back wall, a parchment sign hangs beside an arch leading to another room.</description>
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    <description>Festive garlands of ivy and pale blue silk sirese blossoms hang in shallow scallops along the top of the walls and counter.  Garlands strung from the corners of the room meet in the center where they are tied with a colorful bow above a sparkling crystal wind chime.  Beneath the garlands, paintings on the walls show some of the different sites available for a party, while a sign on the back wall offers a list of services.</description>
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  <node id="115" name="Tamsine's Rest, Gravel Path">
    <description>The gravel path wends its way north from the gates of the grounds, passing through a thickly wooded area.  From the splashing sounds to the east, there must be a stream somewhere nearby -- but the dense underbrush forces the traveler to remain on the shady path.</description>
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    <description>The Abbey of Tamsine's Rest stands atop a small rise to the north, the stark lines of the red brick manor house softened by time and the thick tangle of ivy.  Once, the manor was home to the al'Tresnith family, but for many years now it has been a school, instructing first the daughters of landed nobility and now those of humble birth in the domestic skills so beloved by the gentle goddess, Tamsine.</description>
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  <node id="118" name="Tamsine's Rest, West Lawn">
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  <node id="119" name="Tamsine's Rest, Knot Garden" note="Knot Garden">
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    <description>Shadows fall at odd angles across the dark green lawn.  Near the abbey walls, sirese blossoms seem to glow softly in the moonlight.  A tall hedge borders the northern end of the lawn, towering higher than any Wind Elf.  Dim shadows fill the hedge, flickering within the tangled mass of boxwood as though some unseen being stalked within the shadowy maze.</description>
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    <description>A stream babbles along the border of the east lawn, the water sparkling in the pale light of Elanthia's moons as it tumbles over the rocky bed.  Beside the stream, a wrought iron bench stands beneath a large willow tree, whose pale green fronds reach protectively down to the ground and drift along in the water's current.</description>
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  <node id="125" name="Tamsine's Rest, Wooden Bridge" note="Wooden Bridge">
    <description>Water tumbles with a lyrical rhythm over the rocky streambed beneath the whitewashed wooden bridge.  Droplets of water glitter like diamonds from spiderwebs spun amidst the deep green ferns which line the banks of the stream.  In the distance, a stately manor sprawls atop a grassy hillside with a contented aura.</description>
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  <node id="126" name="Tamsine's Rest, Wooded Path">
    <description>Pale yellow beards decorate the throats of the purple and white irises growing along the edge of the stream.  The flowers nod and bob with each passing breeze as if participating in a stately dance along the border of the white gravel path.  Downstream, a gnarled willow tree can be glimpsed just around a bend, its pale green fronds gently floating in the current.</description>
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  <node id="128" name="Tamsine's Rest, Lake Shore" note="Lake Shore">
    <description>The path leads to the southern shore of the sacred lake of Ilkas Veridun, the Mirror Lake.  Near the shore, the island of Ailaeteorn floats on the lake's surface like an emerald set in a gleaming silver crown.  Legend holds that the waters of the lake, when used by one of pure heart and spirit, can raise the dead.</description>
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  <node id="129" name="Tamsine's Rest, Wooded Clearing">
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  <node id="139" name="Boxwood Maze">
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  <node id="141" name="Boxwood Maze">
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  <node id="142" name="Boxwood Maze, Center">
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  <node id="143" name="Boxwood Maze">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  That, combined with the twisting turns of the passages, make it difficult to keep your bearings as you wander through the maze.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="145" />
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  <node id="144" name="Boxwood Maze, Dead End">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  A shallow niche has been carved in the boxwood here at the end of one of the many false passages of the maze.  You've no choice but to retrace your steps and try again.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="143" />
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  <node id="145" name="Boxwood Maze">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  That, combined with the twisting turns of the passages, make it difficult to keep your bearings as you wander through the maze.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="151" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="143" />
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  <node id="146" name="Boxwood Maze">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  That, combined with the twisting turns of the passages, make it difficult to keep your bearings as you wander through the maze.</description>
    <position x="-280" y="-620" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="149" />
    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="145" />
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  <node id="147" name="Boxwood Maze">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  That, combined with the twisting turns of the passages, make it difficult to keep your bearings as you wander through the maze.</description>
    <position x="-260" y="-620" z="0" />
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="146" />
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  <node id="148" name="Boxwood Maze, Dead End">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  A shallow niche has been carved in the boxwood here at the end of one of the many false passages of the maze.  You've no choice but to retrace your steps and try again.</description>
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    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="147" />
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  <node id="149" name="Boxwood Maze, Dead End">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  A shallow niche has been carved in the boxwood here at the end of one of the many false passages of the maze.  You've no choice but to retrace your steps and try again.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="146" />
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  <node id="150" name="Boxwood Maze, Dead End">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  A shallow niche has been carved in the boxwood here at the end of one of the many false passages of the maze.  You've no choice but to retrace your steps and try again.</description>
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    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="147" />
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  <node id="151" name="Boxwood Maze, Dead End">
    <description>Tunnels have been carved within a tall hedge of boxwood.  The green branches cover the roof of the tunnel, allowing little light to filter through.  A shallow niche has been carved in the boxwood here at the end of one of the many false passages of the maze.  You've no choice but to retrace your steps and try again.</description>
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  <node id="152" name="Guard House" note="Clerk" color="#00FF00">
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    <description>A stand of tall trees comes into view overhead, further dimming the light and making it increasingly difficult to find a foothold up through the pothole.  Caution is absolutely necessary to prevent a case of vertigo from settling in and overwhelming the senses.</description>
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  <node id="154" name="Garrison Tent, Entrance">
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    <position x="130" y="-220" z="0" />
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  <node id="155" name="Ice Cave, Hidden Passage">
    <description>The slick, icy surface of the dark passage makes it difficult to gain purchase.  The walls close in tightly and the ceiling presses down, an unspoken reminder of the scarcity of fresh air.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go crevice" destination="39" />
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  <node id="156" name="Ice Cave, Frozen Falls">
    <description>An icefall flows in frozen beauty, ending in a large patch at the rear of this cave.  Low ledges littered with small bones and ancient firepits abound along the perimeter.  The faint outline of an opening is barely visible above the icefall.</description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb small opening" destination="157" />
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  <node id="157" name="Ice Cave, Forgotten Chambers">
    <description>Visible in the dim light, a pile of refuse consisting of broken bones, charred branches and shattered icicles covers most of the floor of the cave.  The wall behind the refuse pile has crudely carved handholds rimmed in frost leading upward to a deep icy ledge near the ceiling.</description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb small opening" destination="156" />
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  <node id="158" name="Ice Cave, Forgotten Chambers">
    <description>A rockslide has strewn small pieces of frozen rubble across the slippery ice surface of the ledge.  Just beyond the rockslide, a huge frost-encrusted slab leans precariously against the pile of debris, held in place by the rather dubious structural support of a series of icicles which anchor it to the wall.  If you could get up there, the narrow gap between the wall and the top of the slab looks like it's just wide enough to slip through. </description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb frost handholds" destination="157" />
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  <node id="159" name="Ice Cave, Forgotten Chambers">
    <description>A bitter cold that chills the bones grips all who enter this smaller cavern.  The walls are slick with ice which covers and obscures ancient markings to the point of making them non-decipherable, and the floor is smooth and free of debris.  A path of scrape marks mar the floor, leading to a large block of stone at the far end of the chamber.</description>
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb jagged crack" destination="158" />
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  <node id="160" name="The Frozen Heavens, Silent Ascent">
    <description>Deep banks of snow choke the steep, narrow passage.  The surroundings are unnaturally still and perfectly soundless the ceaseless howling of the wind below conspicuously absent.  A tiny assortment of stunted trees and shrubs struggle to survive against all odds.</description>
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  <node id="161" name="The Frozen Heavens, Silent Ascent">
    <description>Deep banks of snow choke the steep, narrow passage.  The surroundings are unnaturally still and perfectly soundless the ceaseless howling of the wind below conspicuously absent.  Shimmering ice crystals float effortlessly above the hoar frost.</description>
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  <node id="162" name="The Frozen Heavens, Silent Ascent">
    <description>Deep banks of snow choke the steep, narrow passage.  The surroundings are unnaturally still and perfectly soundless the ceaseless howling of the wind below conspicuously absent.  Shimmering ice crystals float effortlessly above the hoar frost, and an aberrant chill seeps through air.</description>
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  <node id="163" name="The Frozen Heavens, Silent Ascent" note="Nimbuses">
    <description>Deep banks of snow choke the steep, narrow passage.  The surroundings are unnaturally still and perfectly soundless the ceaseless howling of the wind below conspicuously absent.  Shimmering ice crystals hang effortlessly in the air, shimmering like a field of stars.</description>
    <description>Deep banks of snow choke the steep, narrow passage.  The surroundings are unnaturally still and perfectly soundless the ceaseless howling of the wind below conspicuously absent.  Shimmering ice crystals hang effortlessly in the air, sparkling in the daylight.</description>
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  <node id="164" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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  <node id="165" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
    <description>Flakes of snow and ice crystals casually float by in abject defiance of both gravity and the still air as any trace of warmth is quickly extinguished.</description>
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  <node id="166" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="165" />
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  <node id="167" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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  <node id="168" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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  <node id="169" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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  <node id="170" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
    <description>Flakes of snow and ice crystals casually float by in abject defiance of both gravity and the still air as any trace of warmth is quickly extinguished.  Irregular flickers of light dance from the darkened entrance of a cave to the east.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="173" />
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  <node id="171" name="The Frozen Heavens, Unfathomable Grotto" note="Obelisk|mine" color="#993300">
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  <node id="172" name="The Frozen Heavens, Unfathomable Grotto" color="#993300">
    <description>The obsidian walls of the cave are absolutely smooth, and form a mathematically perfect arc above.  Tiny flecks of ice float in from the mouth of the cave, gracefully swirling about in an otherworldly dance.</description>
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  <node id="173" name="The Frozen Heavens, Tranquil Tundra">
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    <arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="170" />
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  <node id="174" name="The Frozen Heavens, Lifeless Ascent">
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  <node id="175" name="The Frozen Heavens, Lifeless Ascent">
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    <arc exit="climb" move="climb fissures" destination="174" />
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  <node id="176" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, The Bridal Blush" note="Bridal Blush" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Gaily decorated with silk flowers and yard upon yard of lace and tulle, the brilliant white walls exhibit a wide variety of wedding attire and accessories.  Brides-to-be cluster around the wares, commenting on the trendiest fashions for their own fairytale weddings.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go white curtain" destination="107" />
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  <node id="177" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, The Bridal Blush" color="#FF0000">
    <description>Small mirrors are mounted on mahogany counters to showcase the glittering jewelry under the watchful eyes of well-groomed guards.  Stationed around the room are broad displays of wedding rings, and a parchment sign is mounted against the far wall.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="178" />
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  <node id="178" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, The Bridal Blush">
    <description>Plush couches dyed a pale gold hue are scattered about the room, plump pillows atop them.  Vases of roses in many hues grace tall mahogany pillars, filling the air with their sweet fragrance.</description>
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    <arc exit="go" move="go tulle curtain" destination="179" />
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  <node id="179" name="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el, The Bridal Blush">
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    <arc exit="go" move="go tulle curtain" destination="178" />
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  <node id="180" name="Woodland Path, Brambles">
    <description>Thick brambles almost completely obscure the pathway, the runners twisting across the ground in a mesh of thorny vines.  Trunks loom above the massed heaps of foliage.  The air feels oppressive, almost as if it has physical weight.</description>
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  <node id="181" name="Woodland Path, Brambles">
    <description>Rustling sounds echo from the brambles although nothing can be seen except a few shaking leaves.  The thorny bushes have almost completely covered what was once a wide pathway through the woods.  Now all that is left is a twisting trail that soon will be engulfed by the forest.</description>
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    <arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="180" />
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  <node id="182" name="Woodland Path, Thorny Track">
    <description>The forest clears out a bit, allowing a gap in the tree cover that provides a glimpse of sky overhead.  Attached to one tree is a weathered plank with one lone nail still keeping it affixed.  Occasional sounds of running water can be heard in the distance, but the echoes within the trees prevent any idea of where they are coming from.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="183" />
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  <node id="183" name="Woodland Path, Thorny Track">
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="184" />
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  <node id="184" name="Woodland Path, Rutted Crossing">
    <description>What once was a bridge now lies collapsed across the stream, the beams and planks providing a slippery but passable crossing of the running stream.  The rotting stumps of the supports stand upright in the water, their lower reaches covered with moss that grows in the spray of the brook.</description>
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    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="183" />
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  <node id="185" name="Woodland Path, Before the Gateway">
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    <arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="186" />
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  <node id="186" name="Tref Dinta, Courtyard">
    <description>Weeds push through the cobbles of the courtyard which lies within the enclosing stone walls.  An arched gateway pierces the enclosure, allowing egress through the ramparts.  Two gate panels lie off their hinges in the gateway, leaning against the walls like drunken soldiers sleeping off a late night drinking bout.  The grass-choked yard stretches to the west and north, while a tower rises to the northwest.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="188" />
    <arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="185" />
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  <node id="187" name="Tref Dinta, Courtyard">
    <description>A wooden stable stands in the northern section of the courtyard, its still sturdy doors barred and locked against intrusion.  The closed window shutters likewise prevent all entry.  An occasional rustle or other sound comes forth from within, but no way of access can be discerned.</description>
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  <node id="188" name="Tref Dinta, Courtyard">
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    <arc exit="go" move="go doorway" destination="188" />
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  <node id="190" name="Main Floor, Library">
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="194" />
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  <node id="191" name="Main Floor, Pantry">
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="192" />
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  <node id="192" name="Main Floor, Kitchen">
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    <position x="160" y="-580" z="0" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="191" />
    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="194" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb staircase" destination="195" />
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  <node id="193" name="Main Floor, Parlor">
    <description>Bits of wallpaper still cling to a few spots, but most of the walls are now bare stone with a some crumbling masonry between the blocks.  Piles of splintered wood and decaying fabric mark where once splendid furniture stood gleaming.  Belying the general air of decay, there are long trails through the dust on the floors, giving evidence that something still stirs within the tower.</description>
    <position x="160" y="-540" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="194" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="189" />
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  <node id="194" name="Main Floor, Dining Room">
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="193" />
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  <node id="195" name="Cellar">
    <description>Vaulted ceilings of cut stone blocks loom overhead in the gloomy depths of the basement.  A long trail of slime twists through the dust and dirt on the floor, moving through the area and deeper into the cellar.  The broad steps of the circular staircase lead upwards towards the upper floors and escape from the dismal dank of the basement.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="198" />
    <arc exit="climb" move="climb staircase" destination="192" />
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  <node id="196" name="Cellar">
    <description>Heaps of coal lie abandoned here, spilling out from the rotting remains of large wooden bins.  Unlike most of the rest of the cellar contents, the coal lumps have not begun to disintegrate.  Dark dust from the coal mingles with dirt to hide the nature of the flooring underfoot.</description>
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    <arc exit="west" move="west" destination="197" />
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  <node id="197" name="Cellar">
    <description>Mysterious slime trails trace through the dust-covered floor, criss-crossing in wild abandon.  Little else remains in this corner of the cellar, just a few splinters of wood and piles of dirt to mark where stored items once stood.</description>
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    <arc exit="south" move="south" destination="198" />
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  <node id="198" name="Cellar">
    <description>A shelf holding casks has collapsed and spilled its contents across the floor.  Many of the containers broke up and the sticky residue from them mixes with the dust to create a gummy gunk on the floor that clings to footwear.  The very faint odor of vinegar permeates the area, further identifying the cask's contents as wine.  A single mage light high above provides fitful illumination for the area, beating back the dark gloom of the cellar.</description>
    <position x="140" y="-600" z="0" />
    <arc exit="north" move="north" destination="197" />
    <arc exit="east" move="east" destination="195" />
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  <label text="Oshu'ehhrsk Manor">
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  <label text="Leth Deriel">
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  <label text="Snowbeasts">
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  <label text="Trevellyn's of Leth Deri'el">
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  <label text="Tasmine's Rest">
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  <label text="Boxwood Maze">
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  <label text="A">
    <position x="90" y="-610" z="0" />
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  <label text="B">
    <position x="170" y="-510" z="0" />
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  <label text="B">
    <position x="-250" y="-110" z="0" />
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  <label text="To Undergondola">
    <position x="90" y="-210" z="0" />
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  <label text="The Gash">
    <position x="0" y="-240" z="0" />
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  <label text="Ice Cave">
    <position x="-40" y="-15" z="0" />
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  <label text="Gondola">
    <position x="70" y="-120" z="0" />
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  <label text="Nimbuses">
    <position x="-160" y="-90" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Zoluren">
    <position x="10" y="-310" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Ilithi">
    <position x="20" y="-290" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="-------------------">
    <position x="0" y="-300" z="0" />
  </label>
  <label text="Gigantic Lachmates">
    <position x="170" y="-610" z="0" />
  </label>
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