scarecrow quest
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Scarecrow Quest

Quest to restore the scarecrow to the it's former glory in Nassau.
ID
 Name
 Examine
 Location
letter655
 a note stuck to a stick
 The note is penned in rather wayward hand, by one of the locals. It reads, as best you can make out: "Whoever stole my scarecrow, spare a thought for my children - without it, the rooks will eat us into starvation...". Clearly this poor man has not the resources to put together a new scarecrow. Perhaps, it occurs to you, a seasoned traveller such as yourself might be able to gather up the required ingredients and make one for him.
 In a ploughed field near Nassau Nassau
scarecrow650
 the remains of a scarecrow
 Some vagabonds have obviously gotten hold of the scarecrow from one of the local fields and beaten it to shreds - the hooligans have even eaten away the poor fellow's carrot nose. It has no clothes, and is lacking enough stuffing to even stand upright. The scarecrow needs to be dressed, stuffed and placed back where it was intended.
 Grazing lands, Kristanisti
coat649
 some torn old clothes
 The clothes are not fit for human wear, they are ripped almost to shreds. Even the most down-and-out vagrant would reject them. What use they may have, you begin to rack your brains.
 Inside the playhouse Nassau
straw648
 some straw
 Discarded by some passing wagon, no doubt, the straw is of reasonable quality - though there is not much - it would make fine stuffing material.
 Road North of Nassau Wildland
scarecrow650
 a scarecrow
 The scarecrow has seen both better and worse days; it has been recently restuffed, and its clothing is somewhat ragged. But it is still well-made and will serve its purpose. The fellow's nose has been eaten away, though its face remains intact - a large, spherical swede.
 In a ploughed field near Nassau Nassau

 goldern ear of corn
In a ploughed field near Nassau Nassau
bird652
 a large black crow
 You find a large black crow to be dead. A large black crow is not holding anything. A large black crow is not wearing anything.
 In a ploughed field near Nassau Nassau
diamond656
 a crow-shaped diamond
 This is like no diamond you have ever seen before - somehow the jewellers have cut it into the shape of a bird; a crow. It is the size of your palm and glitters brilliantly.
 In a ploughed field near Nassau Nassau
Steps
 Command
 Comment
1
 get scarecrow
2
 get straw
3
 get coat
 go to In a ploughed field near Nassau once all items collected
4
 stuff scarecrow
5
 dress scarecrow
6
 place scarecrow
 wait until goldern ear of corn and crow appears
7
 get corn
 when ear of corn appears
8
 get crow
 when crow appears
9
 pluck crow
 to reveal the diamond
Rewards:

Text
 Trigger
You shove as much straw as you can into the depleted scarecrow. It is a useful exercise - the battered potatohead is soon a lot fatter and healthier. It remains unclothed though.
 stuff scarecrow
You dress the scarecrow in the tattered old clothes - not fit for a tramp, perhaps, but adequate for a lowly scarecrow.
 dress scarecrow
Your scarecrow is revitalised and you place him upright on a convenient pole at the centre of the field. He looks quite menacing now.
 place scarecrow
Your scarecrow is revitalised and you place him upright on a convenient pole at the centre of the field. He looks quite menacing now.
About you, the rooks and crows are flapping a storm of protest about the return of their nemesis, the scarecrow.
Storm clouds roll across the skies, as if moved by some new divine purpose.
A clap of thunder overhead sends the birds scattering to the four winds, and the nearby scarecrow's clothes billow and flap in the sudden gusts that follow.
At the scarecrow's feet a single ear of corn sprouts from beneath the dark soil, touched by the unseen hands of the minions of Brigantia, goddess of nature.
The corn ear has grown fully, and only now do you notice, beneath the grey thunderclouds, that it is not of natural constitution, but of gold.
A flash of fork lightning streaks across the darkling heavens and the frantic cry of a crow pierces the heavy atmosphere.
From out of the menacing skies falls a huge crow, struck by heavenly wrath and frozen deathly black.
As quickly as the celestial awakening begun, so it subsides - the stormclouds part and the skies return to normal.
Silence follows the display of nature's vigour, broken only by the occasional flapping of the ragged scarecrow's trousers in the breeze.
You pluck away at the black feathers of the dead crow, and, to your surprise, the poor bird crumbles to dust in your hand - charred by the lightning which struck it down from the skies. As the ashes of the bird are blown away by the breeze, what remains in your hand is most surprising; a perfectly cut crow-shaped diamond, pure and brilliantine. Symbolic of the dead bird's soul, you cannot help but muse.
 pluck crow