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Can we go to the dungeon to get Jamison now?
Or go to the beach to get help

We could, but we don’t need to go that far…

>S
You creep over the prostrate butler.

Upstairs Hall
  You stand in a carpeted hallway, leading west to a stair landing. To the north is an ornately carved door. From the south comes the impression of light and air.
  The butler lies on the floor, prone and snoring loudly.

>W
Stair Landing
  The east-west hallway opens here to curve into a grand staircase sweeping down to the foyer.
 
>D
Foyer
  A grandiose staircase splits and twists up to the next floor here, framing the entrance south to the ballroom. Long hallways lead east and west; cool night air drifts in through the front door, north of you.
  An eerie battle cry arises on the wind, from all sides of the house, and Jamison’s men stream in from all directions, huddling the dancers in the middle of the ballroom.
  Cookie rushes up to you, looking worried. “Miss, we must find the Cap’n. Have ye any idea where to look?”

I’ve been experimenting with a new inventory interface for the game. What do you think?

Karlok - 27 April 2016 03:53 AM

Marvelous, Oscar. Mama would be proud of you.

Just one tiny little detail: Jasmine flowers are white, not red.
I know… nag nag nag.

And we can put all that stuff in one small reticule! The old boxed game for my Atari came with a real ugly reticule. I’m not against nice feelies, but the Infocom text adventures were very expensive and I hated paying for this utterly useless thingie.

EDIT: I tried to Google the reticule, didn’t find anything except at ebay. I could have sworn my reticule didn’t look like that at all…

You know, the game is almost edutainment. I must admit I had to look up a few words like bowsprit, folly, flagon, missive, doxy and a few others. And now I learn that jasmine flowers are white! (yes, poor Oscar isn’t too sharp, to put it bluntly!) But he makes up for it with smashing good looks…

edit: Is this the reticule (in blue)? Mine didn’t have it either (I didn’t buy it new).
 
>E
East Hallway
  The carpeted hallway turns from west to north here, extending into the east wing. A long table blocks the way south.
  Cookie pegs after you.
  Cookie grins broadly, “I knew we could depend on you, lass. Lead on!”

>N
Library
  Everything in this private office is larger than life. A huge portrait decorates the north side, and black drapes mask the east wall. Bookshelves tower over a cherry desk, and a massive wooden globe squats in a corner.
  An expensive hat is hanging on a knob.
  Cookie pegs after you.

>OPEN PORTRAIT
Quickly you pull the book, joggle the knob and touch the globe, and the portrait pops open. Cookie harrumphs, surprised.

>N
You move beyond the portrait into the flickering torchlight.

Stairwell
  Cool salt air, blowing past a torch on a spiral staircase below you, ruffles your hair and circles south into the library.
  Cookie pegs after you.

>D
Bottom of Stairwell
  Flickering torchlight lights the bottom of a spiral staircase. A draft blows from the east; a passage leads south.
  Cookie pegs after you.

>S
Anteroom
  Two exits lead from this cavernous room, north and south. The walls drip with wet, forming a huge pool on the floor.
  The crocodile lies half in the pool, gazing at you, with baleful eyes, jaws wide open. Dagger-sharp teeth glint in the torchlight.
  Cookie pegs after you.
  Cookie rushes at the crocodile, crying, “I’ll take care of this monster, sweetheart. You run by and do what you must do.” He dives headlong into the pool.

>S
A whip cracks the air. “Flogs me, will ye, Cap’n? Taste it yourself, har.” Jamison groans, half conscious. You rush in.

Dungeon
  You sense, rather than see, the rusty skeletons of old cages and torture devices that line the walls of this cavernous room. One flaming torch, high on a wall, casts mad licks of light into the darkness. Passages lead north and west. Set deep in the rocky floor is an open trapdoor.
  Nicholas is spread-eagled against the wall, shackled in the pair of manacles.
  A rapier lies in the half-dark of a corner.
  Crulley steps leering out of the shadows and cracks the whip near you, hopping you towards the open trapdoor. “Ye’re a tasty doxy to let slip, but no ‘elp fer it.”

(Is cookie actually Steve Irwin?) 

>TAKE RAPIER
Taken. Crulley snorts, “Be careful, you might hurt yer dearie.”
  Crulley cracks the whip near you, hopping you towards the open trapdoor. “Leave yer honey be, wench. He’ll join ye anon.”

>ATTACK CRULLEY WITH RAPIER
Crulley seems more amazed than frightened of your attack, guessing correctly that you hardly know the tip from the hilt of the rapier. He steps sideways in surprise, so he stands at the edge of the trapdoor.
  Crulley cracks the whip near you, hopping you towards the open trapdoor. “What, afrighted of a lick o’ the whip?”

diego - 27 April 2016 06:20 AM

I’m also stunned at how many English words I don’t understand… I guess that’s playing text adventures for you. (But I understood papa! In our language we say “mama” and “tata”, but papa is not unheard of as well.)

I think many of those words are no longer in use. Apparently the creator, Amy Briggs, did a lot of research into 17th century piracy history. So don’t feel bad!

diego - 27 April 2016 07:03 AM

I don’t think we stand a chance at getting closer to an experienced whip user like Crulley.

That’s true - we haven’t even learned any insults!

>THROW RAPIER AT CRULLEY
Trying to destroy Crulley accomplishes nothing.
  Crulley cracks the whip near you, hopping you towards the open trapdoor. “Would yer like a taste o’ water?”

Restored. (although I don’t think we needed to)

>ATTACK CRULLEY WITH RAPIER
You flick the rapier across his chest, barely scratching him. He cries, “Avast me! Pricked by a woman!” and trips into the trapdoor.
  You peer down the hole to find Crulley hanging in midair, his hook caught in the rocks a few yards down. He curses and starts to climb up the sheer slimy walls of the well.