Verb:RECALL
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RECALL
Players can review the loresong on items that have been loresung by a Bard using the RECALL verb. Using RECALL <item> is meant to be a pared down, simplistic output of the item's base features, but is not an exhaustive view of the item's properties. The complete loresong can be utilized with RECALL <item> LORESONG.
This verb is also used by bards to permanently unlock an item's loresong.
Messaging
[Bard]
>recall
Usage:
RECALL {object} - Attempt to unlock the object's loresong or recall its properties.
RECALL {object} LORESONG - Recall the object's loresong.
RECALL {object} QUICK - Recall the object's properties.
After loresinging to an item, you may recall it to attempt to permanently unlock its loresong.
Memories of the history of Elanthian heroes and their epic relics resonate in your mind, which you could use to preserve the knowledge of powerful items.
[Non-Bard]
>recall
Usage:
RECALL {object} - Recall the object's properties.
RECALL {object} LORESONG - Recall the object's loresong.
Usage
Reviewing an item's brief properties with RECALL:
>recall whip As you recall XXX's song, you feel a faint resonating vibration from the white ora whip in your hand, and you learn something about it... It imparts a bonus of +40 more than usual. It is a holy item. It appears to weigh about 3 pounds. It is masterfully weighted to inflict more damage than a normal weapon of its type. It is fairly weighted to inflict more critical wounds than a normal weapon of its type. It is a a daunting project (929 difficulty) for an adventurer to modify.
Reviewing the item's loresong in full:
>recall whip loresong As you recall XXX's song, you feel a faint resonating vibration from the white ora whip in your hand, and you learn something about it... The first thing that strikes you about the whip is the weight, which is 3 pounds. The whip is priceless in value. You can also tell that the whip is predominantly crafted from white ora. A vision suddenly takes over your sight in a dense forest... Inside a hut, an old elven alchemist appears to work on a barbed length of white ora. He attaches a cross-like handle and a small spiked ball to the chain, forming a whip. With a nod, the alchemist turns to a younger man in the hut and hands him the weapon. "Take this to the Order of Voln to be used against the undead blight in the forest. The man exits the hut and begins his journey toward Krestle. As the man approaches a village outside the Turamzzyrian city, hordes of undead have overrun the villagers. The man rushes inside and seeks out a specific home...his home. The door is open and his wife lies on the ground and surrounded by undead. He uses the whip against the undead, releasing the evil from his home, but it's too late, his wife is fatally injured. She reaches toward her husband, resting a hand on the whip and laments, "Revenge me, Cecil..." Her eyes close and the whip burns with a violet flame. The man, Cecil, exits his home and all that can be heard is a bloodcurdling cry. Roundtime: 10 sec. <snipped for brevity>