Description

With her long, red hair flowing around her shoulders, this creature quickly draws your attention to her. Her huge, almond-shaped eyes stare seductively back at your surprised gaze, and her mouth curls into a twisted, crooked smile, almost as if you were amusing her. You can't fail to notice that she's naked from the waist up, and that her hair only covers so much. Her lower body is covered in shimmering scales, revealing a serpent's powerful and dangerous tail. It tips dangerously up and down on the ground, making you a bit nervous. She is in excellent condition.

Detect Magic

You chant, 'magius is iseio'.
You peer intently for magical auras..
Absinthe appears to be surrounded by:
Faint flashing vermillion and it's permanent.
Faint flashing cobalt blue and it's permanent.
Faint flashing magenta and it's permanent.
Faint flashing lavendar and it's permanent.
A definate aura of human and it's permanent.
Pulsating black bands of armour showing no sign of weakening soon.
Womple on little frog, womple on.

Alignment

You begin to cast Know Alignment.
You chant, 'ethos deus beleah'.
You call upon the gods to help you detect the alignment of Absinthe.
You feel that Absinthe is morally neutral.
Is neutral to raisa.
Is neutral to none.
Is a follower of none.

Location

• 'push tile' in Blightmoor tavern basement

Attacks

Map

Quotes

Notes

* listen absinthe

Many years ago, I was apprenticed to a foul wizard--Altaire.

He unfairly cast me out, and then had the gall to accuse me of 
stealing a spell book of his.

When he was unable to find the book--because of course I had 
not taken it--he acted with unjust fury on my lover.

I do not know if it is true, but sources say he turned my love
into a golden statue.  In any case, Xidar never returned that 
accursed day.

The bumbling fool mage, probably would have no clue how to reverse the 
spell he cast.  But I dare not seek him out, as he believes I stole
his worthless book.

You perhaps could get some answers from him.  Be warned however, 
that he will likely say dreadful things about me--all untrue.

I am no longer even sure where Altaire resides.  He was always quite 
the recluse.

He always did have a love for the water though.  Blasted salt water
always accumulated on my beautiful scales.

No matter, though I doubt one as insignificant as yourself can aid me, 
if you can return Xidar to me, I swear you will be amply and tremendously 
rewarded.

Now be gone!  You've wasted too much of my time as it is.  And I 
doubt you'll be able to help me.

Absinthe puts her hands on her hips and peers at you.