Weekly Invasions

Every Monday night there is a combat challenge event in the Arena near the city of Gralthar:

• Klostus Mohaven

A freakishly large human, with bulging muscles and dressed in flexible leather armour which is so small against his frame it appears to be just straps. His eyes seem locked in a permanent glare, and his mouth is similarly fixed in a grimace. When not fighting, he constantly flexes his arms against his chest. He gives you a bronze combat brooch.

• Ragvan Gurrush

A muscular orc, fairly short but very wide, Ragvan has tribal tattoos all over his bare chest and has his long black hair tied in a top knot with a thick leather cord. One of his eyes is white and a scar runs through it, but the other eye looks clear and sharp. Type 'combat' to see the special commands relating to this challenger. Ragvan Gurrush is in excellent health. In his right hand he wields a crude iron battleaxe.

• Mokka Chukka

A spawn with red skin and a scowling demonic face, Mokka is dressed in draping blue robes. He has spikes protruding from his body in various places, including his shoulders and upper arms, which affect how the robes lie on his body. His fists look almost armoured with his skin turning to scales on the backs of his hands. He gives you a bronze combat brooch.

Every Wednesday night in the US and Thursday morning in UK and surrounding area there is a worldwide event, with different events from week to week. One example is an undead invasion:

• A moan sounds somewhere in the distance. You can't quite tell which direction it is coming from.There is a slight tremble in the ground beneath your feet.A young but confident sounding voice rises into the air;"I'll show you all!"The air fills with the moans of the undead.The young, confident voice shouts out again, "Everyone laughed at me when I went to study under Dresh. But who's laughing now! I've studied well."

The stench of rotting flesh drifts in on the breeze. "Defend yourself or perish!

This is the undead warrior. He leaves a ring of everlife on the floor after you kill him.

• The rift of darkness above you begins to pulse and writh, the horrific shrieking continuing.

Seven dark beings shoot out from the rift of darkness, spreading all around Elysium!

This is the shadow beast. Once killed, he will drop the shadow pendant.

Your vision blurs slightly for a second. Everything seems distorted for a moment, but then you blink and everything is normal. A sick feeling rises in your gut, as your body seems to twist and writhe. A high pitched voice fills the air, shrieking with laughter and booming out its message to the world... "We are free! The world will once more feel the wrath of the mighty Hakarren!" The voice continues... "All shall pay for our imprisonment! Our so called 'brothers' shall fall for their ineptidue in failing to release us!"A ghostly being formed of light appears just at the edge of your vision, moving just out of sight when you turn your head. The ghostly being whispers to you... "They managed to master the dimensions, and then they overpowered us... We could not stop them..." The ghostly being whispers again, as it fades away... "Please, stop them, before they kill everyone..." The high pitched laughter fills the air."Let us advance on the puny cities of this world, and slay all who oppose us!" the high pitched voice booms.

??? I will edit this when I know the answer. This might be Hakarren Solider. I will investigate to be sure.

A voice yells out, "Oh my! There's been a massive outbreak of gutter rats in the streets of Szagan! All adventurers, please travel here and exterminate these pests - I will pay for each beast killed!"

• This is basically is finding all the gutter rats. Each time this one appears it is a different city.

You get a bad feeling deep in your gut. Something is wrong, you can feel it... You can hear faint voices at the edge of your mind, but can't quite make out what they are saying. The faint voices return, this time louder... You manage to distinguish between them, and realise there is one, elderly voice, and many squeaky voices There, the voices once more! You manage to catch some words this time, the elderly voice is speaking about obediance, and servitude... The squeaky voices seem to be asking questions and arguing amongst each other. Suddenly, a scream echoes within your head! For a moment, the insidious voices stop, but then they return, with the notable absence of the elderly voice... They are getting louder with each passing moment... The chatter within your head ceases, suddenly, and then one, single squeaky voice speaks, loudly and clearly enough for you to make out every word; "Greetings, animals. We thank you, for one of your number created us. He is no longer with you... Unfortunately." You think you can hear quiet snickers at the edge of your mind. "However, he insulted us, by claiming the animal kingdom is superior to our own. Well, as the new kings of the plant kingdom, we intend to prove that sentiment wrong. Prepare to die, animals."

This is Kusinar the plant warrior. A slimey plant brain is dropped when he is killed.