Kal Flam Corp Xen
30 0

(!"In Flam") {
fail;

"A red-glowing pentacle lights up on the floor, but immediately fades away."
}

(!& "Sanct Flam" "Vas Sanct Flam") {
gameover;

"A red-glowing pentacle lights up on the floor. A radiant sheen rises up to
the level of the candle flames as the light brightens.

The light from the candles instantly rises up to the ceiling, becoming so
radiant that you have to momentarily close your eyes against the stinging
brightness.

Yellow particles start gathering from the columns of light, coalescing in the
middle. Smoke starts to rise up from the centre of the pentacle, obscuring your
vision of the goings-on. You think you can make out a figure enclosed within
the sigil.

The smoke continues to rise, but the light begins to dim. Soon you notice the
horned humanoid shape standing in the midst of the pentacle, basking in the
smoke.

The daemon studies the room for a moment, then begins to laugh. It is
immediately engulfed in a shroud of flames, a state which it appears to enjoy
greatly.

Still laughing, it waves its clawed hand, launching a flaming projectile.

The fireball strikes you squarely in the chest, utterly immolating you.

You die..."
}

(& "Vas Sanct Flam" !"Sanct Flam") {
gameover;

"A red-glowing pentacle lights up on the floor. A radiant sheen rises up to
the level of the candle flames as the light brightens.

The light from the candles instantly rises up to the ceiling, becoming so
radiant that you have to momentarily close your eyes against the stinging
brightness.

Yellow particles start gathering from the columns of light, coalescing in the
middle. Smoke starts to rise up from the centre of the pentacle, obscuring your
vision of the goings-on. You think you can make out a figure enclosed within
the sigil.

The smoke continues to rise, but the light begins to dim. Soon you notice the
horned humanoid shape standing in the midst of the pentacle, basking in the
smoke.

The daemon studies the room for a moment, and its expression sours. It narrows
its eyes and is immediately engulfed in a shroud of flames.

With a wave of its clawed hand, it launches a flaming projectile at you.

The fireball strikes the flaming barrier, slowing down as the energies of the
two spells attempt to overwhelm each other. After a few moments of deliberation, the daemon's magic proves the stronger as your barrier is defeated.

The fireball strikes you squarely in the chest, utterly immolating you.

You die..."
}

(default) {

"A red-glowing pentacle lights up on the floor. A radiant sheen rises up to
the level of the candle flames as the light brightens.

The light from the candles instantly rises up to the ceiling, becoming so
radiant that you have to momentarily close your eyes against the stinging
brightness.

Yellow particles start gathering from the columns of light, coalescing in the
middle. Smoke starts to rise up from the centre of the pentacle, obscuring your
vision of the goings-on. You think you can make out a figure enclosed within
the sigil.

The smoke continues to rise, but the light begins to dim. Soon you notice the
horned humanoid shape standing in the midst of the pentacle, basking in the
smoke.

The daemon studies the room for a moment, and its expression sours. It narrows
its eyes and is immediately engulfed in a shroud of flames.

With a wave of its clawed hand, it launches a flaming projectile at you.

The fireball strikes the flaming barrier, slowing down as the energies of the
two spells attempt to overwhelm each other. Combined with the coldness of the
room, the barrier manages to gather enough strength to deflect the intrusion.

The daemon glares at you, realizing its position."
}

daemon
horned daemon
red daemon
demon
horned demon
red demon

80
"A daemon in a red-glowing pentacle is here, watching your every move."
"Red, horned, and angry are the three adjectives that pop into your mind as you
examine the daemon in detail. It seems calm, but looking into its pupilless
eyes you can tell that it is seething at being forced into its position, and is
desperately looking for a way to exact its vengeance upon you."

("An Flam Corp Xen") {
leave;

"A dozen sigils on the floor light up in quick succession and a black void is
opened between them.  With a quick downwards movement of your hand, you force
the daemon into the rift, banishing it from this realm."
}

7 0.7 5
(!& "Sanct Flam" "Vas Sanct Flam")
0
"The daemon tries to catch you off guard, throwing another fireball your way.
You had best respond quickly, your barriers are not up..."

"A daemon in a red-glowing pentacle is here, watching your every move."
"Red, horned, and angry are the three adjectives that pop into your mind as you
examine the daemon in detail. It seems calm, but looking into its pupilless
eyes you can tell that it is seething at being forced into its position, and is
desperately looking for a way to exact its vengeance upon you."

while ("In Flam An Por") {
fail;

"The daemon's fireball strikes your fire shield and is utterly absorbed,
leaving you unharmed. The daemon growls in frustration."
}

while ("An Flam") {
"The fireball flickers somewhat, but continues undaunted your way."
}

end (default) {
realgameover;

"A ball of fire hits you directly, leaving nothing but ashes behind.

You die..."
}

5 0.6 20
(!"Sanct Flam")
-40
"The daemon decides to try its physique for a change, beginning to loudly bash
against the floor and the binding pentacle. It seems to be merely venting its
frustration, as it is getting no results."

"A daemon in a red-glowing pentacle is here, loudly punching, kicking, and
clawing everything it can reach."

"Red, horned, and angry are the three adjectives that pop into your mind as you
examine the daemon in detail. Especially the latter is now emphasized, as the
daemon is apparently trying to make as much noise as it can in its feeble
attempts to escape."

while ("Sanct Flam") {
fail;

"The daemon takes note of the warning, and calms down angrily."
}

end (default) {
"The daemon tires of its antics and ceases its behaviour."
}
