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export const encyclopediaData = [{"keys":["abbot"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFor it had been long apparent to Count Landulf that nothing\n\tcould be done with his seventh son Thomas, except to make him\n\tan Abbot or something of that kind. Born in 1226, he had from\n\tchildhood a mysterious objection to becoming a predatory eagle,\n\tor even to taking an ordinary interest in falconry or tilting\n\tor any other gentlemanly pursuits. He was a large and heavy and\n\tquiet boy, and phenomenally silent, scarcely opening his mouth\n\texcept to say suddenly to his schoolmaster in an explosive\n\tmanner, \"What is God?\" The answer is not recorded but it is\n\tprobable that the asker went on worrying out answers for himself.\n\t\t[ The Runaway Abbot, by G.K. Chesterton ]"},{"keys":["ac","armor*","armour*","*leather armor","suit or piece of armor","*mail"],"excludes":["*dragon*scale*","scroll of mail"],"text":"\t\"The last spot on the school jousting team came down to another\n\tboy and me. He was poor, and his only armor was a blanket his\n\tmother had made him from her hair. I, on the other hand, had\n\ta brand new suit of chain mail. Just before our joust, I asked\n\thim what he'd do if he made the team. (I was hoping to be more\n\tpopular with the ladies.) He said he would be able to save the\n\ttown from dragons and be able to afford some water for his 20\n\tbrothers and sisters.\n\n\tWell, a sense of compassion came over me. I insisted we swap\n\tarmor. He was forced to accept, as it would have been an\n\tinsult not to do so.\n\n\tOn the battlefield, we charged at each other and we both connected\n\twith our lances.\n\n\tLying there on the mud mortally wounded, I learned what true armor\n\tclass was that day.\"\n\t\t[ When Help Collides, by J.D. Berry ]"},{"keys":["aclys","aklys","thonged club"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA short studded or spiked club attached to a cord allowing\n\tit to be drawn back to the wielder after having been thrown.\n\tIt should not be confused with the atlatl, which is a device\n\tused to throw spears for longer distances."},{"keys":["agate*"],"excludes":["agate ring"],"text":"\tTranslucent, cryptocrystalline variety of quartz and a subvariety\n\tof chalcedony. Agates are identical in chemical structure to\n\tjasper, flint, chert, petrified wood, and tiger's-eye, and are\n\toften found in association with opal. The colorful, banded rocks\n\tare used as a semiprecious gemstone and in the manufacture of\n\tgrinding equipment. An agate's banding forms as silica from\n\tsolution is slowly deposited into cavities and veins in older\n\trock.\n\t\t[ The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition ]"},{"keys":["alchemy"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBy and large, the only skill the alchemists of Ankh-Morpork had\n\tdiscovered so far was the ability to turn gold into less gold.\n\t\t[ Moving Pictures, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["aleax"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSaid to be a doppelganger sent to inflict divine punishment\n\tfor alignment violations."},{"keys":["*altar","offer*","sacrific*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAltars are of three types:\n\t1. In Temples. These are for Sacrifices [...]. The stone\n\ttop will have grooves for blood, and the whole will be covered\n\twith _dry brown stains of a troubling kind_ from former\n\tSacrifices.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]\n\n\tTo every man upon this earth\n\tDeath cometh soon or late;\n\tAnd how can man die better\n\tThan facing fearful odds\n\tFor the ashes of his fathers\n\tAnd the temples of his gods?\n\t\t[ Lays of Ancient Rome, by Thomas B. Macaulay ]"},{"keys":["amaterasu omikami"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Shinto sun goddess, Amaterasu Omikami is the central\n\tfigure of Shintoism and the ancestral deity of the imperial\n\thouse. One of the daughters of the primordial god Izanagi\n\tand said to be his favourite offspring, she was born from\n\this left eye.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["amber*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Tree sap,\" Wu explained, \"often flows over insects and traps\n\tthem. The insects are then perfectly preserved within the\n\tfossil. One finds all kinds of insects in amber - including\n\tbiting insects that have sucked blood from larger animals.\"\n\t\t[ Jurassic Park, by Michael Crichton ]"},{"keys":["*amnesia","maud"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGet thee hence, nor come again,\n\tMix not memory with doubt,\n\tPass, thou deathlike type of pain,\n\tPass and cease to move about!\n\t'Tis the blot upon the brain\n\tThat will show itself without.\n\t\t...\n\tFor, Maud, so tender and true,\n\tAs long as my life endures\n\tI feel I shall owe you a debt,\n\tThat I never can hope to pay;\n\tAnd if ever I should forget\n\tThat I owe this debt to you\n\tAnd for your sweet sake to yours;\n\tO then, what then shall I say? -\n\tIf ever I should forget,\n\tMay God make me more wretched\n\tThan ever I have been yet!\n\t\t[ Maud, And Other Poems, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson ]"},{"keys":["*amulet","amulet of *","amulet versus *"],"excludes":["amulet of yendor","amulet of restful sleep"],"text":"\t\"The complete Amulet can keep off all the things that make\n\tpeople unhappy -- jealousy, bad temper, pride, disagreeableness,\n\tgreediness, selfishness, laziness. Evil spirits, people called\n\tthem when the Amulet was made. Don't you think it would be nice\n\tto have it?\"\n\t\"Very,\" said the children, quite without enthusiasm.\n\t\"And it can give you strength and courage.\"\n\t\"That's better,\" said Cyril.\n\t\"And virtue.\"\n\t\"I suppose it's nice to have that,\" said Jane, but not with much\n\tinterest.\n\t\"And it can give you your heart's desire.\"\n\t\"Now you're talking,\" said Robert.\n\t\t[ The Story of the Amulet, by Edith Nesbit ]"},{"keys":["amulet of yendor"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis mysterious talisman is the object of your quest. It is\n\tsaid to possess powers which mere mortals can scarcely\n\tcomprehend, let alone utilize. The gods will grant the gift of\n\timmortality to the adventurer who can deliver it from the\n\tdepths of Moloch's Sanctum and offer it on the appropriate high\n\taltar on the Astral Plane."},{"keys":["angel*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe answered and said unto them, he that soweth the good seed\n\tis the Son of man; the field is the world, and the good seed\n\tare the children of the kingdom; but the weeds are the\n\tchildren of the wicked one; the enemy that sowed them is the\n\tdevil; the harvest is the end of the world; and the reapers\n\tare the angels. As therefore the weeds are gathered and\n\tburned in the fire; so shall it be in the end of this world.\n\t[...] So shall it be at the end of the world; the angels\n\tshall come forth, and sever the wicked from among the just,\n\tand shall cast them into the furnace of fire; there shall be\n\twailing and gnashing of teeth.\n\t\t[ The Gospel According to Matthew, 13:37-42, 49-50 ]"},{"keys":["angry god*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCold wind blows.\n\tThe gods look down in anger on this poor child.\n\n\tWhy so unforgiving?\n\tAnd why so cold?\n\t\t[ Bridge of Sighs, by Robin Trower ]"},{"keys":["anhur"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAn Egyptian god of war and a great hunter, few gods can match\n\this fury. Unlike many gods of war, he is a force for good.\n\tThe wrath of Anhur is slow to come, but it is inescapable\n\tonce earned. Anhur is a mighty figure with four arms. He\n\tis often seen with a powerful lance that requires both of\n\this right arms to wield and which is tipped with a fragment\n\tof the sun. He is married to Mehut, a lion-headed goddess."},{"keys":["ankh-morpork"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe twin city of Ankh-Morpork, foremost of all the cities\n\tbounding the Circle Sea, was as a matter of course the home\n\tof a large number of gangs, thieves' guilds, syndicates and\n\tsimilar organisations. This was one of the reasons for its\n\twealth. Most of the humbler folk on the widdershin side of\n\tthe river, in Morpork's mazy alleys, supplemented their\n\tmeagre incomes by filling some small role for one or other\n\tof the competing gangs.\n\t [ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["anshar"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA primordial Babylonian-Akkadian deity, Anshar is mentioned\n\tin the Babylonian creation epic _Enuma Elish_ as one of a\n\tpair of offspring (with Kishar) of Lahmu and Lahamu. Anshar\n\tis linked with heaven while Kishar is identified with earth.\n\t [ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["ant","* ant"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis giant variety of the ordinary ant will fight just as\n\tfiercely as its small, distant cousin. Various varieties\n\texist, and they are known and feared for their relentless\n\tpersecution of their victims."},{"keys":["anu"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnu was the Babylonian god of the heavens, the monarch of\n\tthe north star. He was the oldest of the Babylonian gods,\n\tthe father of all gods, and the ruler of heaven and destiny.\n\tAnu features strongly in the _atiku_ festival in\n\tBabylon, Uruk and other cities."},{"keys":["ape","apelike creature","* ape"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe most highly evolved of all the primates, as shown by\n\tall their anatomical characters and particularly the\n\tdevelopment of the brain. Both arboreal and terrestrial,\n\tthe apes have the forelimbs much better developed than\n\tthe hind limbs. Tail entirely absent. Growth is slow\n\tand sexual maturity reached at quite an advanced age.\n\t [ A Field Guide to the Larger Mammals of Africa, by Dorst ]\n\n\tAldo the gorilla had a plan. It was a good plan. It was\n\tright. He knew it. He smacked his lips in anticipation as\n\the thought of it. Yes. Apes should be strong. Apes should\n\tbe masters. Apes should be proud. Apes should make the\n\tEarth shake when they walked. Apes should _rule_ the Earth.\n\t [ Battle for the Planet of the Apes, by David Gerrold ]"},{"keys":["apple"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNEWTONIAN, adj. Pertaining to a philosophy of the universe\n\tinvented by Newton, who discovered that an apple will fall\n\tto the ground, but was unable to say why. His successors\n\tand disciples have advanced so far as to be able to say\n\twhen.\n\t\t[ The Devil's Dictionary, by Ambrose Bierce ]"},{"keys":["archeolog*","* archeologist"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tArcheology is the search for fact, not truth. [...]\n\tSo forget any ideas you've got about lost cities, exotic travel,\n\tand digging up the world. We do not follow maps to buried\n\ttreasure, and X never, ever, marks the spot.\n\t\t[ Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade ]\n\n\t\"I cannot be having with archeological excavations, myself,\"\n\tI said. \"The fellows who dig them only ever find tiny walls\n\tand a few bits of broken pottery, and then they get all\n\texcited and swear that they have just made the most\n\timportant discovery of the century, the ruins of a mile-high\n\tgold-covered temple to Frogmore the God of Bike-Saddle\n\tFixtures or some such.\"\n\t\"I think you will find,\" said Mr Rune, \"that they do this\n\tin order to secure further government funding for their\n\tdiggings and so remain in employment.\"\n\t\"That is a rather cynical view,\" I said.\n\t\t[ the brightonomicon, by Robert Rankin ]"},{"keys":["archon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tArchons are the predominant inhabitants of the heavens.\n\tHowever unusual their appearance, they are not generally\n\tevil. They are beings at peace with themselves and their\n\tsurroundings."},{"keys":["arioch"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tArioch, the patron demon of Elric's ancestors; one of the most\n\tpowerful of all the Dukes of Hell, who was called Knight of\n\tthe Swords, Lord of the Seven Darks, Lord of the Higher Hell\n\tand many more names besides.\n\t\t[ Elric of Melnibone, by Michael Moorcock ]"},{"keys":["*arrow"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI shot an arrow into the air,\n\tIt fell to earth, I knew not where;\n\tFor, so swiftly it flew, the sight\n\tCould not follow it in its flight.\n\n\tI breathed a song into the air,\n\tIt fell to earth, I knew not where;\n\tFor who has sight so keen and strong\n\tThat it can follow the flight of song?\n\n\tLong, long afterward, in an oak\n\tI found the arrow still unbroke;\n\tAnd the song, from beginning to end,\n\tI found again in the heart of a friend.\n\t [ The Arrow and the Song, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]"},{"keys":["ashikaga takauji"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAshikaga Takauji was a daimyo of the Minamoto clan who\n\tjoined forces with the Go-Daigo to defeat the Hojo armies.\n\tLater when Go-Daigo attempted to reduce the powers of the\n\tsamurai clans he rebelled against him. He defeated Go-\n\tDaigo and established the emperor Komyo on the throne.\n\tGo-Daigo eventually escaped and established another\n\tgovernment in the town of Yoshino. This period of dual\n\tgovernments was known as the Nambokucho.\n\t [ Samurai - The Story of a Warrior Tradition, by Cook ]"},{"keys":["asmodeus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt is said that Asmodeus is the overlord over all of hell.\n\tHis appearance, unlike many other demons and devils, is\n\thuman apart from his horns and tail. He can freeze flesh\n\twith a touch.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tThe evil demon who appears in the Apocryphal book of _Tobit_\n\tand is derived from the Persian _Aeshma_. In _Tobit_ Asmodeus\n\tfalls in love with Sara, daughter of Raguel, and causes the\n\tdeath of seven husbands in succession, each on his bridal night.\n\tHe was finally driven from Egypt through a charm made by Tobias\n\tof the heart and liver of a fish burned on perfumed ashes, as\n\tdescribed by Milton in _Paradise Lost_ (IV, 167-71). Hence\n\tAsmodeus often figures as the spirit of matrimonial jealousy\n\tor unhappiness.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["athame"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe consecrated ritual knife of a Wiccan initiate (one of four\n\tbasic tools, together with the wand, chalice and pentacle).\n\tTraditionally, the athame is a double-edged, black-handled,\n\tcross-hilted dagger of between six and eighteen inches length.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tA belt made from a twisted braid of silken threads of gold wound\n\taround her waist, and a dark-handled knife rested on a slant at\n\ther hip through a loop in the belt.\n\t[...]\n\tShe arched her brows. \"You should know better, dear godchild.\n\tYou know I cannot speak what is untrue. During our last\n\tencounter I returned to Faerie with great power and upset vital\n\tbalances. Those balances had to be redressed, and your debt was\n\tthe mechanism that the Queen chose to employ.\"\n\tI frowned at her for a minute. \"Returned with great power.\" My\n\teyes fell to the knife at her waist. \"That thing the vampires\n\tgave you?\"\n\tShe rested her fingers lightly on the knife's hilt. \"Don't\n\tcheapen it. This athame was no creation of theirs. And it was\n\tless a gift than a trade.\"\n\t\"Amoracchius and that thing are in the same league?\" Gulp. My\n\tfaerie godmother was dangerous enough without a big-time\n\tartifact of magic.\n\t\t[ Summer Knight, by Jim Butcher ]"},{"keys":["athen*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAthene was the offspring of Zeus, and without a mother. She\n\tsprang forth from his head completely armed. Her favourite\n\tbird was the owl, and the plant sacred to her is the olive.\n\t\t[ Bulfinch's Mythology, by Thomas Bulfinch ]"},{"keys":["axe","battle?axe","double?headed?axe"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"For ev'ry silver ringing blow,\n\tCities and palaces shall grow!\"\n\n\t\"Bite deep and wide, O Axe, the tree,\n\tTell wider prophecies to me.\"\n\n\t\"When rust hath gnaw'd me deep and red,\n\tA nation strong shall lift his head.\n\n\t\"His crown the very Heav'ns shall smite,\n\tAeons shall build him in his might.\"\n\n\t\"Bite deep and wide, O Axe, the tree;\n\tBright Seer, help on thy prophecy!\"\n\t\t[ Malcolm's Katie, by Isabella Valancey Crawford ]"},{"keys":["axolotl"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA mundane salamander, harmless."},{"keys":["bag","bag of *","sack"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Now, this third handkerchief,\" Mein Herr proceeded, \"has also\n\tfour edges, which you can trace continuously round and round:\n\tall you need do is to join its four edges to the four edges of\n\tthe opening. The Purse is then complete, and its outer\n\tsurface--\"\n\t\"I see!\" Lady Muriel eagerly interrupted. \"Its outer surface\n\twill be continuous with its inner surface! But it will take\n\ttime. I'll sew it up after tea.\" She laid aside the bag, and\n\tresumed her cup of tea. \"But why do you call it Fortunatus's\n\tPurse, Mein Herr?\"\n\tThe dear old man beamed upon her, with a jolly smile, looking\n\tmore exactly like the Professor than ever. \"Don't you see,\n\tmy child--I should say Miladi? Whatever is inside that Purse,\n\tis outside it; and whatever is outside it, is inside it. So\n\tyou have all the wealth of the world in that leetle Purse!\"\n\t\t[ Sylvie and Bruno Concluded, by Lewis Carroll ]"},{"keys":["b*lzebub"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe \"lord of the flies\" is a translation of the Hebrew\n\tBa'alzevuv (Beelzebub in Greek). It has been suggested that\n\tit was a mistranslation of a mistransliterated word which\n\tgave us this pungent and suggestive name of the Devil, a\n\tdevil whose name suggests that he is devoted to decay,\n\tdestruction, demoralization, hysteria and panic...\n\t\t[ Notes on _Lord of the Flies_, by E.L. Epstein ]"},{"keys":["balrog"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... It came to the edge of the fire and the light faded as\n\tif a cloud had bent over it. Then with a rush it leaped\n\tthe fissure. The flames roared up to greet it, and wreathed\n\tabout it; and a black smoke swirled in the air. Its streaming\n\tmane kindled, and blazed behind it. In its right hand\n\twas a blade like a stabbing tongue of fire; in its left it\n\theld a whip of many thongs.\n\t'Ai, ai!' wailed Legolas. 'A Balrog! A Balrog is come!'\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["baluchitherium","titanothere"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tExtinct rhinos include a variety of forms, the most\n\tspectacular being _Baluchitherium_ from the Oligocene of\n\tAsia, which is the largest known land mammal. Its body, 18\n\tfeet high at the shoulder and carried on massive limbs,\n\tallowed the 4-foot-long head to browse on the higher branches\n\tof trees. Though not as enormous, the titanotheres of the\n\tearly Tertiary were also large perissodactyls, _Brontotherium_\n\tof the Oligocene being 8 feet high at the shoulder.\n\t\t[ Prehistoric Animals, by Barry Cox ]"},{"keys":["banana"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe took another step and she cocked her right wrist in\n\tviciously. She heard the spring click. Weight slapped into\n\ther hand.\n\t\"Here!\" she shrieked hysterically, and brought her arm up in\n\ta hard sweep, meaning to gut him, leaving him to blunder\n\taround the room with his intestines hanging out in steaming\n\tloops. Instead he roared laughter, hands on his hips,\n\tflaming face cocked back, squeezing and contorting with great\n\tgood humor.\n\t\"Oh, my dear!\" he cried, and went off into another gale of\n\tlaughter.\n\tShe looked stupidly down at her hand. It held a firm yellow\n\tbanana with a blue and white Chiquita sticker on it. She\n\tdropped it, horrified, to the carpet, where it became a\n\tsickly yellow grin, miming Flagg's own.\n\t\"You'll tell,\" he whispered. \"Oh yes indeed you will.\"\n\tAnd Dayna knew he was right.\n\t\t[ The Stand, by Stephen King ]"},{"keys":["banshee"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn Irish folklore and that of the Western Highlands of Scotland,\n\ta female fairy who announces her presence by shrieking and\n\twailing under the windows of a house when one of its occupants\n\tis awaiting death. The word is a phonetic spelling of the\n\tIrish _beansidhe_, a woman of the fairies.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["barbarian","* barbarian"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey dressed alike -- in buckskin boots, leathern breeks and\n\tdeerskin shirts, with broad girdles that held axes and short\n\tswords; and they were all gaunt and scarred and hard-eyed;\n\tsinewy and taciturn.\n\tThey were wild men, of a sort, yet there was still a wide\n\tgulf between them and the Cimmerian. They were sons of\n\tcivilization, reverted to a semi-barbarism. He was a\n\tbarbarian of a thousand generations of barbarians. They had\n\tacquired stealth and craft, but he had been born to these\n\tthings. He excelled them even in lithe economy of motion.\n\tThey were wolves, but he was a tiger.\n\t\t[ Conan - The Warrior, by Robert E. Howard ]"},{"keys":["*bat","bat or bird"],"excludes":["*combat","*wombat"],"text":"\tA bat, flitting in the darkness outside, took the wrong turn\n\tas it made its nightly rounds and came in through the window\n\twhich had been left healthfully open. It then proceeded to\n\tcircle the room in the aimless fat-headed fashion habitual\n\twith bats, who are notoriously among the less intellectually\n\tgifted of God's creatures. Show me a bat, says the old\n\tproverb, and I will show you something that ought to be in\n\tsome kind of a home.\n\t\t[ A Pelican at Blandings, by P.G. Wodehouse ]"},{"keys":["bear*trap"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tProbably most commonly associated with trapping, the leghold\n\ttrap is a rather simple mechanical trap. It is made up of two\n\tjaws, a spring of some sort, and a trigger in the middle. When\n\tthe animal steps on the trigger the trap closes around the leg,\n\tholding the animal in place. Usually some kind of lure is used\n\tto position the animal, or the trap is set on an animal trail.\n\tTraditionally, leghold traps had tightly closing \"teeth\" to make\n\tsure the animal stayed in place. The teeth also made sure the\n\tanimal could not move the leg in the trap and ruin their fur.\n\tHowever, this resulted in many animals gnawing off legs in order\n\tto escape. More modern traps have a gap called an \"offset jaw\"\n\tand work more like a handcuff. They grip above the paw, making\n\tsure the animal cannot pull out but does not destroy the leg.\n\tThis also allows the trapper to release unwanted catches.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*bee"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis giant variety of its useful normal cousin normally\n\tappears in small groups, looking for raw material to produce\n\tthe royal jelly needed to feed their queen. On rare\n\toccasions, one may stumble upon a bee-hive, in which the\n\tqueen bee is being well provided for, and guarded against\n\tintruders."},{"keys":["*beetle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[ The Creator ] has an inordinate fondness for beetles.\n\t\t[ attributed to biologist J.B.S. Haldane ]\n\n\tThe common name for the insects with wings shaped like\n\tshields (_Coleoptera_), one of the ten sub-species into\n\twhich the insects are divided. They are characterized by\n\tthe shields (the front pair of wings) under which the back\n\twings are folded.\n\t\t[ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]"},{"keys":["bell of opening"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"A bell, book and candle job.\"\n\tThe Bursar sighed. \"We tried that, Archchancellor.\"\n\tThe Archchancellor leaned towards him.\n\t\"Eh?\" he said.\n\t\"I _said_, we tried that Archchancellor,\" said the Bursar loudly,\n\tdirecting his voice at the old man's ear. \"After dinner, you\n\tremember? We used Humptemper's _Names of the Ants_ and rang Old\n\tTom.\"*\n\t\"Did we, indeed. Worked, did it?\"\n\t\"_No_, Archchancellor.\"\n\n\t* Old Tom was the single cracked bronze bell in the University\n\tbell tower.\n\t\t[ Eric, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["*bell*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHear the sledges with the bells --\n\t Silver bells!\n\tWhat a world of merriment their melody foretells!\n\tHow they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,\n\t In the icy air of night!\n\tWhile the stars that oversprinkle\n\tAll the heavens, seem to twinkle\n\t With a crystalline delight;\n\tKeeping time, time, time,\n\tIn a sort of Runic rhyme,\n\tTo the tintinabulation that so musically wells\n\tFrom the bells, bells, bells, bells,\n\t Bells, bells, bells --\n\tFrom the jingling and the tinkling of the bells.\n\t\t[ The Bells, by Edgar Allan Poe ]"},{"keys":["blindfold"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe blindfolding was performed by binding a piece of the\n\tyellowish linen whereof those of the Amahagger who condescended\n\tto wear anything in particular made their dresses tightly round\n\tthe eyes. This linen I afterwards discovered was taken from the\n\ttombs, and was not, as I had first supposed, of native\n\tmanufacture. The bandage was then knotted at the back of the\n\thead, and finally brought down again and the ends bound under\n\tthe chin to prevent its slipping. Ustane was, by the way, also\n\tblindfolded, I do not know why, unless it was from fear that she\n\tshould impart the secrets of the route to us.\n\t\t[ She, by H. Rider Haggard ]"},{"keys":["blind io"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOn this particular day Blind Io, by dint of constant vigilance\n\tthe chief of the gods, sat with his chin on his hand\n\tand looked at the gaming board on the red marble table in\n\tfront of him. Blind Io had got his name because, where his\n\teye sockets should have been, there were nothing but two\n\tareas of blank skin. His eyes, of which he had an impressively\n\tlarge number, led a semi-independent life of their\n\town. Several were currently hovering above the table.\n\t [ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["* blob","ooze","* ooze","*pudding","* slime"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese giant amoeboid creatures look like nothing more than\n\tpuddles of slime, but they both live and move, feeding on\n\tmetal or wood as well as the occasional dungeon explorer to\n\tsupplement their diet.\n\n\tBut we were not on a station platform. We were on the track ahead\n\tas the nightmare, plastic column of fetid black iridescence oozed\n\ttightly onward through its fifteen-foot sinus, gathering unholy\n\tspeed and driving before it a spiral, re-thickening cloud of the\n\tpallid abyss vapor. It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster\n\tthan any subway train -- a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic\n\tbubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes\n\tforming and unforming as pustules of greenish light all over the\n\ttunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic\n\tpenguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its\n\tkind had swept so evilly free of all litter.\n\t\t[ At the Mountains of Madness, by H.P. Lovecraft ]"},{"keys":["blue jelly","ochre jelly","spotted jelly"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI'd planned how to prevent the lock from sealing behind me; it\n\trequired a temporary sacrifice, not cleverness. I used the door\n\titself to help me cut off a portion of my body, after shunting all\n\tmemory from the piece to be abandoned. The piece, looking\n\tinexpressibly dear and forlorn for a bit of blue jelly, would\n\tforce open the outer door until I returned and rejoined it.\n\t\t[ Beholder's Eye, by Julie E. Czerneda ]"},{"keys":["bone devil"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBone devils attack with weapons and with a great hooked tail\n\twhich causes a loss of strength to those they sting."},{"keys":["book of the dead","candelabrum*","*candle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFaustus: Come on Mephistopheles. What shall we do?\n\tMephistopheles: Nay, I know not. We shall be cursed with bell,\n\tbook, and candle.\n\tFaustus: How? Bell, book, and candle, candle, book, and bell,\n\tForward and backward, to curse Faustus to hell.\n\tAnon you shall hear a hog grunt, a calf bleat, and an ass bray,\n\tBecause it is Saint Peter's holy day.\n\t(Enter all the Friars to sing the dirge)\n\t\t[ Doctor Faustus and Other Plays, by Christopher Marlowe ]"},{"keys":["boomerang"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRincewind pulled himself up and thought about reaching for his\n\tstick. And then he thought again. The man had a couple of spears\n\tstuck in the ground, and people here were good at spears, because\n\tif you didn't get efficient at hitting the things that moved fast\n\tyou had to eat the things that moved slowly. He was also holding\n\ta boomerang, and it wasn't one of those toy ones that came back.\n\tThis was one of the big, heavy, gently curved sort that didn't\n\tcome back because it was sticking in something's ribcage. You\n\tcould laugh at the idea of wooden weapons until you saw the kind\n\tof wood that grew here.\n\t\t[ The Last Continent, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["*boot*","*shoes"],"excludes":["*jack*boot*"],"text":"\tIn Fantasyland these are remarkable in that they seldom or\n\tnever wear out and are suitable for riding or walking in\n\twithout the need of Socks. Boots never pinch, rub, or get\n\tstones in them; nor do nails stick upwards into the feet from\n\tthe soles. They are customarily mid-calf length or knee-high,\n\tslip on and off easily and never smell of feet. Unfortunately,\n\tthe formula for making this splendid footwear is a closely\n\tguarded secret, possibly derived from nonhumans (see Dwarfs,\n\tElves, and Gnomes).\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["*booze","potion of sleeping"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOn waking, he found himself on the green knoll whence he had\n\tfirst seen the old man of the glen. He rubbed his eyes -- it\n\twas a bright sunny morning. The birds were hopping and\n\ttwittering among the bushes, and the eagle was wheeling aloft,\n\tand breasting the pure mountain breeze. \"Surely,\" thought Rip,\n\t\"I have not slept here all night.\" He recalled the occurrences\n\tbefore he fell asleep. The strange man with a keg of liquor --\n\tthe mountain ravine -- the wild retreat among the rocks -- the\n\twoe-begone party at ninepins -- the flagon -- \"Oh! that flagon!\n\tthat wicked flagon!\" thought Rip -- \"what excuse shall I make\n\tto Dame Van Winkle!\"\n\t\t[ Rip Van Winkle, a Posthumous Writing\n\t\t of Diedrich Knickerbocker, by Washington Irving ]"},{"keys":["boulder"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI worked the lever well under, and stretched my back; the end\n\tof the stone rose up, and I kicked the fulcrum under. Then,\n\twhen I was going to bear down, I remembered there was\n\tsomething to get out from below; when I let go of the lever,\n\tthe stone would fall again. I sat down to think, on the root\n\tof the oak tree; and, seeing it stand about the ground, I saw\n\tmy way. It was lucky I had brought a longer lever. It would\n\tjust reach to wedge under the oak root.\n\tBearing it down so far would have been easy for a heavy man,\n\tbut was a hard fight for me. But this time I meant to do it\n\tif it killed me, because I knew it could be done. Twice I\n\tgot it nearly there, and twice the weight bore it up again;\n\tbut when I flung myself on it the third time, I heard in my\n\tears the sea-sound of Poseidon. Then I knew this time I\n\twould do it; and so I did.\n\t\t[ The King Must Die, by Mary Renault ]"},{"keys":["bow","* bow"],"excludes":["*longbow of diana"],"text":"\t\"Stand to it, my hearts of gold,\" said the old bowman as he\n\tpassed from knot to knot. \"By my hilt! we are in luck this\n\tjourney. Bear in mind the old saying of the Company.\"\n\t\"What is that, Aylward?\" cried several, leaning on their bows\n\tand laughing at him.\n\t\"'Tis the master-bowyer's rede: 'Every bow well bent. Every\n\tshaft well sent. Every stave well nocked. Every string well\n\tlocked.' There, with that jingle in his head, a bracer on\n\this left hand, a shooting glove on his right, and a\n\tfarthing's-worth of wax in his girdle, what more doth a\n\tbowman need?\"\n\t\"It would not be amiss,\" said Hordle John, \"if under his\n\tgirdle he had four farthings'-worth of wine.\"\n\t\t[ The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ]"},{"keys":["brigit"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBrigit (Brigid, Bride, Banfile), which means the Exalted One,\n\twas the Celtic (continental European and Irish) fertility\n\tgoddess. She was originally celebrated on February first in\n\tthe festival of Imbolc, which coincided with the beginning\n\tof lactation in ewes and was regarded in Scotland as the date\n\ton which Brigit deposed the blue-faced hag of winter. The\n\tChristian calendar adopted the same date for the Feast of St.\n\tBrigit. There is no record that a Christian saint ever\n\tactually existed, but in Irish mythology she became the\n\tmidwife to the Virgin Mary.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["*broadsword"],"excludes":["stormbringer"],"text":"\tBring me my broadsword\n\tAnd clear understanding.\n\tBring me my cross of gold,\n\tAs a talisman.\n\t\t[ \"Broadsword\" (refrain), by Ian Anderson ]"},{"keys":["bugbear"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBugbears are relatives of goblins, although they tend to be\n\tlarger and more hairy. They are aggressive carnivores and\n\tsometimes kill just for the treasure their victims may be\n\tcarrying."},{"keys":["bugle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t'I read you by your bugle horn\n\tAnd by your palfrey good,\n\tI read you for a Ranger sworn\n\tTo keep the King's green-wood.'\n\t'A Ranger, Lady, winds his horn,\n\tAnd 'tis at peep of light;\n\tHis blast is heard at merry morn,\n\tAnd mine at dead of night.'\n\t\t[ Brignall Banks, by Sir Walter Scott ]"},{"keys":["bullwhip"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Good,\" he said and, unbelievably, smiled at me, a smirk like\n\ta round of rotted cheese. \"What did your keeper use on you?\n\tA bullwhip?\"\n\t\t[ Melusine, by Sarah Monette ]"},{"keys":["*camaxtli"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA classical Mesoamerican Aztec god, also known as Mixcoatl-\n\tCamaxtli (the Cloud Serpent), Camaxtli is the god of war. He\n\tis also a deity of hunting and fire who received human\n\tsacrifice of captured prisoners. According to tradition, the\n\tsun god Tezcatlipoca transformed himself into Mixcoatl-Camaxtli\n\tto make fire by twirling the sacred fire sticks.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["camelot*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe seat of Arthur's power in medieval romance. The name is\n\tof unknown origin and refers to the castle but also includes\n\tthe surrounding town. ... Camelot appears, most significantly,\n\tas a personal capital as opposed to a permanent or national\n\tone. It is Arthur's and Arthur's alone. There are no previous\n\tlords and Arthur's successor, Constantine, does not take up\n\tresidence there. Camelot is actually said to have been\n\tdemolished after Arthur and Lancelot were gone by Mark. Fazio\n\tdegli Uberti, the Italian poet, claims to have seen the ruins\n\tin the 14th century.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["candy bar"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOnly once a year, on his birthday, did Charlie Bucket ever\n\tget to taste a bit of chocolate. The whole family saved up\n\ttheir money for that special occasion, and when the great\n\tday arrived, Charlie was always presented with one small\n\tchocolate bar to eat all by himself. And each time he\n\treceived it, on those marvelous birthday mornings, he would\n\tplace it carefully in a small wooden box that he owned, and\n\ttreasure it as though it were a bar of solid gold; and for\n\tthe next few days, he would allow himself only to look at it,\n\tbut never to touch it. Then at last, when he could stand it\n\tno longer, he would peel back a tiny bit of the paper\n\twrapping at one corner to expose a tiny bit of chocolate, and\n\tthen he would take a tiny nibble - just enough to allow the\n\tlovely sweet taste to spread out slowly over his tongue. The\n\tnext day, he would take another tiny nibble, and so on, and\n\tso on. And in this way, Charlie would make his ten-cent bar\n\tof birthday chocolate last him for more than a month.\n\t\t[ Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, by Roald Dahl ]"},{"keys":["carrot"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn World War II, Britain's air ministry spread the word that\n\ta diet of these vegetables helped pilots see Nazi bombers\n\tattacking at night. That was a lie intended to cover the real\n\tmatter of what was underpinning the Royal Air Force's successes:\n\tAirborne Interception Radar, also known as AI. ... British\n\tIntelligence didn't want the Germans to find out about the\n\tsuperior new technology helping protect the nation, so they\n\tcreated a rumor to afford a somewhat plausible-sounding\n\texplanation for the sudden increase in bombers being shot down.\n\t... The disinformation was so persuasive that the English public\n\ttook to eating carrots to help them find their way during the\n\tblackouts.\n\t\t[ Urban Legends Reference Pages ]"},{"keys":["s*d*g*r* cat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tImagine a sealed container, so perfectly constructed that no\n\tphysical influence can pass either inwards or outwards across its\n\twalls. Imagine that inside the container is a cat, and also a\n\tdevice that can be triggered by some quantum event. If that event\n\ttakes place, then the device smashes a phial containing cyanide and\n\tthe cat is killed. If the event does not take place, the cat lives\n\ton. In Schroedinger's original version, the quantum event was the\n\tdecay of a radioactive atom. ... To the outside observer, the cat\n\tis indeed in a linear combination of being alive and dead, and only\n\twhen the container is finally opened would the cat's state vector\n\tcollapse into one or the other. On the other hand, to a (suitably\n\tprotected) observer inside the container, the cat's state-vector\n\twould have collapsed much earlier, and the outside observer's\n\tlinear combination has no relevance.\n\t\t[ The Emperor's New Mind, by Roger Penrose ]"},{"keys":["*cat","*feline","kitten"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWell-known quadruped domestic animal from the family of\n\tpredatory felines (_Felis ochreata domestica_), with a thick,\n\tsoft pelt; often kept as a pet. Various folklores have the\n\tcat associated with magic and the gods of ancient Egypt.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tSo Ulthar went to sleep in vain anger; and when the people\n\tawakened at dawn - behold! Every cat was back at his\n\taccustomed hearth! Large and small, black, grey, striped,\n\tyellow and white, none was missing. Very sleek and fat did\n\tthe cats appear, and sonorous with purring content.\n\t\t[ The Cats of Ulthar, by H.P. Lovecraft ]"},{"keys":["cave dweller","cave*man","human cave*man"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNow it was light enough to leave. Moon-Watcher picked up\n\tthe shriveled corpse and dragged it after him as he bent\n\tunder the low overhang of the cave. Once outside, he\n\tthrew the body over his shoulder and stood upright - the\n\tonly animal in all this world able to do so.\n\tAmong his kind, Moon-Watcher was almost a giant. He was\n\tnearly five feet high, and though badly undernourished\n\tweighed over a hundred pounds. His hairy, muscular body\n\twas halfway between ape and man, but his head was already\n\tmuch nearer to man than ape. The forehead was low, and\n\tthere were ridges over the eye sockets, yet he unmistakably\n\theld in his genes the promise of humanity.\n\t\t[ 2001: A Space Odyssey, by Arthur C. Clarke ]"},{"keys":["dwar* cave*man","gnom* cave*man"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t'Twas in a land unkempt of life's red dawn;\n\tWhere in his sanded cave he dwelt alone;\n\tSleeping by day, or sometimes worked upon\n\tHis flint-head arrows and his knives of stone;\n\tBy night stole forth and slew the savage boar,\n\tSo that he loomed a hunter of loud fame,\n\tAnd many a skin of wolf and wild-cat wore,\n\tAnd counted many a flint-head to his name;\n\tWherefore he walked the envy of the band,\n\tHated and feared, but matchless in his skill.\n\tTill lo! one night deep in that shaggy land,\n\tHe tracked a yearling bear and made his kill;\n\tThen over-worn he rested by a stream,\n\tAnd sank into a sleep too deep for dream.\n\t\t[ The Dreamer, by Robert Service ]"},{"keys":["*centaur"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOf all the monsters put together by the Greek imagination\n\tthe Centaurs (Kentauroi) constituted a class in themselves.\n\tDespite a strong streak of sensuality, in their make-up,\n\ttheir normal behaviour was moral, and they took a kindly\n\tthought of man's welfare. The attempted outrage of Nessos on\n\tDeianeira, and that of the whole tribe of Centaurs on the\n\tLapith women, are more than offset by the hospitality of\n\tPholos and by the wisdom of Cheiron, physician, prophet,\n\tlyrist, and the instructor of Achilles. Further, the\n\tCentaurs were peculiar in that their nature, which united the\n\tbody of a horse with the trunk and head of a man, involved\n\tan unthinkable duplication of vital organs and important\n\tmembers. So grotesque a combination seems almost un-Greek.\n\tThese strange creatures were said to live in the caves and\n\tclefts of the mountains, myths associating them especially\n\twith the hills of Thessaly and the range of Erymanthos.\n\t\t[ Mythology of all races, Vol. 1, pp. 270-271 ]"},{"keys":["centipede"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI observed here, what I had often seen before, that certain\n\tdistricts abound in centipedes. Here they have light\n\treddish bodies and blue legs; great myriapedes are seen\n\tcrawling every where. Although they do no harm, they excite\n\tin man a feeling of loathing. Perhaps our appearance\n\tproduces a similar feeling in the elephant and other large\n\tanimals. Where they have been much disturbed, they\n\tcertainly look upon us with great distrust, as the horrid\n\tbiped that ruins their peace.\n\t\t[ Travels and Researches in South Africa,\n\t\t\tby Dr. David Livingstone ]"},{"keys":["cerberus","kerberos"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCerberus, (or Kerberos in Greek), was the three-headed dog\n\tthat guarded the Gates of Hell. He allowed any dead to enter,\n\tand likewise prevented them all from ever leaving. He was\n\tbested only twice: once when Orpheus put him to sleep by\n\tplaying bewitching music on his lyre, and the other time when\n\tHercules confronted him and took him to the world of the\n\tliving (as his twelfth and last labor)."},{"keys":["chameleon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA small lizard perched on a brown stone. Feeling threatened by\n\tthe approach of human beings along the path, it metamorphosed\n\tinto a stingray beetle, then into a stench-puffer, then into a\n\tfiery salamander.\n\tBink smiled. These conversions weren't real. It had assumed\n\tthe forms of obnoxious little monsters, but not their essence.\n\tIt could not sting, stink or burn. It was a chameleon, using\n\tits magic to mimic creatures of genuine threat.\n\tYet as it shifted into the form of a basilisk it glared at him\n\twith such ferocity that Bink's mirth abated. If its malice\n\tcould strike him, he would be horribly dead.\n\t\t[ A Spell for Chameleon, by Piers Anthony ]"},{"keys":["charo*n"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhen an ancient Greek died, his soul went to the nether world:\n\tthe Hades. To reach the nether world, the souls had to cross\n\tthe river Styx, the river that separated the living from the\n\tdead. The Styx could be crossed by ferry, whose shabby ferry-\n\tman, advanced in age, was called Charon. The deceased's next-\n\tof-kin would place a coin under his tongue, to pay the ferry-\n\tman."},{"keys":["chest","large box"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDantes rapidly cleared away the earth around the chest. Soon\n\tthe center lock appeared, then the handles at each end, all\n\tdelicately wrought in the manner of that period when art made\n\tprecious even the basest of metals. He took the chest by the\n\ttwo handles and tried to lift it, but it was impossible. He\n\ttried to open it; it was locked. He inserted the sharp end\n\tof his pickaxe between the chest and the lid and pushed down\n\ton the handle. The lid creaked, then flew open.\n\tDantes was seized with a sort of giddy fever. He cocked his\n\tgun and placed it beside him. Then he closed his eyes like\n\ta child, opened them and stood dumbfounded.\n\tThe chest was divided into three compartments. In the first\n\twere shining gold coins. In the second, unpolished gold\n\tingots packed in orderly stacks. From the third compartment,\n\twhich was half full, Dantes picked up handfuls of diamonds,\n\tpearls and rubies. As they fell through his fingers in a\n\tglittering cascade, they gave forth the sound of hail beating\n\tagainst the windowpanes.\n\t\t[ The Count of Monte Cristo, by Alexandre Dumas ]"},{"keys":["chih*sung*tzu"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA character in Chinese mythology noted for bringing about the\n\tend of a terrible drought which threatened the survival of\n\tthe people. He achieved this by means of sprinkling the\n\tearth with water from a bowl, using the branch of a tree to\n\tdo so. He became the heavenly controller of the rain, and\n\tlived with other celestial beings in their paradise on Mount\n\tKunlun.\n\t [ The Illustrated Who's Who In Mythology, by Michael Senior ]"},{"keys":["chromatic dragon","tiamat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tTiamat is said to be the mother of evil dragonkind. She is\n\textremely vain."},{"keys":["citrine*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA pale yellow variety of crystalline quartz resembling topaz."},{"keys":["clay golem"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt was a warm spring night when a fist knocked at the door so\n\thard that the hinges bent.\n\tA man opened it and peered out into the street. There was\n\tmist coming off the river and it was a cloudy night. He might\n\tas well have tried to see through white velvet.\n\tBut he thought afterwards that there had been shapes out\n\tthere, just beyond the light spilling out into the road. A\n\tlot of shapes, watching him carefully. He thought maybe\n\tthere'd been very faint points of light...\n\tThere was no mistaking the shape right in front of him,\n\tthough. It was big and dark red and looked like a child's\n\tclay model of a man. Its eyes were two embers.\n\t\t[ Feet of Clay, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["cleaver"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHither came Conan, the Cimmerian, black-haired, sullen-eyed,\n\tsword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic\n\tmelancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled\n\tthrones of the Earth under his sandalled feet.\n\t\t[ The Phoenix on the Sword, by Robert E. Howard ]"},{"keys":["*cloak*"],"excludes":["elven cloak","oilskin cloak"],"text":"\tCloaks are the universal outer garb of everyone who is not a\n\tBarbarian. It is hard to see why. They are open in front\n\tand require you at most times to use one hand to hold them\n\tshut. On horseback they leave the shirt-sleeved arms and\n\tmost of the torso exposed to wind and Weather. The OMTs\n\t[ Official Management Terms ] for Cloaks well express their\n\tdifficulties. They are constantly _swirling and dripping_\n\tand becoming _heavy with water_ in rainy Weather, _entangling\n\twith trees_ or _swords_, or needing to be _pulled close\n\taround her/his shivering body_. This seems to suggest they\n\tare less than practical for anyone on an arduous Tour.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["cloud*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI wandered lonely as a cloud\n\tThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,\n\tWhen all at once I saw a crowd,\n\tA host, of golden daffodils;\n\tBeside the lake, beneath the trees,\n\tFluttering and dancing in the breeze.\n\t\t[ I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, by William Wordsworth ]"},{"keys":["cobra"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDarzee and his wife only cowered down in the nest without\n\tanswering, for from the thick grass at the foot of the bush\n\tthere came a low hiss -- a horrid cold sound that made\n\tRikki-tikki jump back two clear feet. Then inch by inch out of\n\tthe grass rose up the head and spread hood of Nag, the big\n\tblack cobra, and he was five feet long from tongue to tail.\n\tWhen he had lifted one-third of himself clear of the ground,\n\the stayed balancing to and fro exactly as a dandelion-tuft\n\tbalances in the wind, and he looked at Rikki-tikki with the\n\twicked snake's eyes that never change their expression,\n\twhatever the snake may be thinking of.\n\t'Who is Nag?' said he. '_I_ am Nag. The great God Brahm put\n\this mark upon all our people, when the first cobra spread his\n\thood to keep the sun off Brahm as he slept. Look, and be\n\tafraid!'\n\t\t[ Rikki-tikki-tavi, by Rudyard Kipling ]"},{"keys":["c*ckatrice"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOnce in a great while, when the positions of the stars are\n\tjust right, a seven-year-old rooster will lay an egg. Then,\n\talong will come a snake, to coil around the egg, or a toad,\n\tto squat upon the egg, keeping it warm and helping it to\n\thatch. When it hatches, out comes a creature called basilisk,\n\tor cockatrice, the most deadly of all creatures. A single\n\tglance from its yellow, piercing toad's eyes will kill both\n\tman and beast. Its power of destruction is said to be so\n\tgreat that sometimes simply to hear its hiss can prove fatal.\n\tIts breath is so venomous that it causes all vegetation\n\tto wither.\n\n\tThere is, however, one creature which can withstand the\n\tbasilisk's deadly gaze, and this is the weasel. No one knows\n\twhy this is so, but although the fierce weasel can slay the\n\tbasilisk, it will itself be killed in the struggle. Perhaps\n\tthe weasel knows the basilisk's fatal weakness: if it ever\n\tsees its own reflection in a mirror it will perish instantly.\n\tBut even a dead basilisk is dangerous, for it is said that\n\tmerely touching its lifeless body can cause a person to\n\tsicken and die.\n\t [ Mythical Beasts, by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library)\n\t\tand other sources ]"},{"keys":["*coin","*coins","zorkmid*"],"excludes":["creeping coins"],"text":"\tThe coin bears the likeness of Belwit the Flat, along with the\n\tinscriptions, \"One Zorkmid,\" and \"699 GUE [ Great Underground\n\tEmpire ].\" On the other side, the coin depicts Egreth Castle,\n\tand says \"In Frobs We Trust\" in several languages.\n\t\t[ Zork Zero, by Infocom ]"},{"keys":["combat","fight","fracas","melee","spat","squabble","tiff"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[Scene: Mr. Moon and Gilbert enter tavern and discover many\n\tcorpses strewn about the place; Blind Pew is sole survivor.]\n\tBlind Pew: Evening. Sounded as though there has been a bit\n\t of a squabble.\n\t Mr. Moon: Squabble? They're all dead.\n\tBlind Pew: Oh. Must have been more of a tiff then.\n\t\t[ Yellowbeard, directed by Mel Damski, screenplay\n\t\t by Graham Chapman, Peter Cook, Bernard McKenna ]"},{"keys":["conical hat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYou couldn't escape the pointy hat, though. There was nothing magical\n\tabout a pointy hat except that it said that the woman underneath it\n\twas a witch. People paid attention to a pointy hat.\n\t\t[ Wintersmith, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["cope","* cope"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe cope is a liturgical vestment which may be worn by any\n\trank of the clergy. Copes are made in all liturgical colours,\n\tand are like a very long mantle or cloak, fastened at the breast\n\tby a clasp.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["cornuthaum"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe was dressed in a flowing gown with fur tippets which had\n\tthe signs of the zodiac embroidered over it, with various\n\tcabalistic signs, such as triangles with eyes in them, queer\n\tcrosses, leaves of trees, bones of birds and animals, and a\n\tplanetarium whose stars shone like bits of looking-glass with\n\tthe sun on them. He had a pointed hat like a dunce's cap, or\n\tlike the headgear worn by ladies of that time, except that\n\tthe ladies were accustomed to have a bit of veil floating\n\tfrom the top of it.\n\t\t[ The Once and Future King, by T.H. White ]\n\n\t\"A wizard!\" Dooley exclaimed, astounded.\n\t\"At your service, sirs,\" said the wizard. \"How\n\tperceptive of you to notice. I suppose my hat rather gives me\n\taway. Something of a beacon, I don't doubt.\" His hat was\n\tpretty much that, tall and cone-shaped with stars and crescent\n\tmoons all over it. All in all, it couldn't have been more\n\twizardish.\n\t\t[ The Elfin Ship, James P. Blaylock ]"},{"keys":["couatl"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA mythical feathered serpent. The couatl are very rare."},{"keys":["coyote"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis carnivore is known for its voracious appetite and\n\tinflated view of its own intelligence."},{"keys":["cram*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIf you want to know what cram is, I can only say that I don't\n\tknow the recipe; but it is biscuitish, keeps good indefinitely,\n\tis supposed to be sustaining, and is certainly not entertaining,\n\tbeing in fact very uninteresting except as a chewing\n\texercise. It was made by the Lake-men for long journeys.\n\t\t[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["cream pie"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGregor stared at the pastry tray, and sighed. \"I suppose\n\tit would disturb the guards if I tried to shove a cream torte up\n\tyour nose.\"\n\t\"Deeply. You should have done it when we were eight and\n\ttwelve, you could have gotten away with it then. The cream pie\n\tof justice flies one way,\" Miles snickered.\n\t\t[ The Vor Game, by Lois McMaster Bujold ]"},{"keys":["credit card","charge card"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"We are not worried about the expiration date,\" repeated the\n\tbarman, satisfied that he now had Ford Prefect's full attention;\n\t\"we are worried about the entire piece of plastic.\"\n\t\"What?\" said Ford. He seemed a little taken aback.\n\t\"This,\" said the barman, holding out the card as if it were a\n\tsmall fish whose soul had three weeks earlier winged its way to\n\tthe Land Where Fish Are Eternally Blessed. \"We don't accept it.\"\n\t[...]\n\t\"But you don't understand,\" said Ford, his expression slowly\n\tripening from a little taken abackness into rank incredulity,\n\t\"this is the American Express card. It is the finest way of\n\tsettling bills known to man. Haven't you read their junk mail?\"\n\t\t[ So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish, by Douglas Adams ]"},{"keys":["*crocodile"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA big animal with the appearance of a lizard, constituting\n\tan order of the reptiles (_Loricata_ or _Crocodylia_), the\n\tcrocodile is a large, dangerous predator native to tropical\n\tand subtropical climes. It spends most of its time in large\n\tbodies of water.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tHow doth the little crocodile\n\t Improve his shining tail,\n\tAnd pour the waters of the Nile\n\t On every golden scale!\n\n\tHow cheerfully he seems to grin\n\t How neatly spreads his claws,\n\tAnd welcomes little fishes in,\n\t With gently smiling jaws!\n\t\t[ How Doth The Little Crocodile, by Lewis Carroll ]"},{"keys":["croesus","kroisos","creosote"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCroesus (in Greek: Kroisos), the wealthy last king of Lydia;\n\this empire was destroyed when he attacked Cyrus in 549 BC,\n\tafter the Oracle of Delphi (q.v.) had told him: \"if you attack\n\tthe Persians, you will destroy a mighty empire\". Herodotus\n\trelates of his legendary conversation with Solon of Athens,\n\twho impressed upon him that being rich does not imply being\n\thappy and that no one should be considered fortunate before\n\this death."},{"keys":["crom"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWarily Conan scanned his surroundings, all of his senses alert\n\tfor signs of possible danger. Off in the distance, he could\n\tsee the familiar shapes of the Camp of the Duali tribe.\n\tSuddenly, the hairs on his neck stand on end as he detects the\n\taura of evil magic in the air. Without thought, he readies\n\this weapon, and mutters under his breath:\n\t\"By Crom, there will be blood spilt today.\"\n\t [ Conan the Avenger, by Robert E. Howard, Bjorn Nyberg,\n\t\tand L. Sprague de Camp ]"},{"keys":["crossbow*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"God save thee, ancient Mariner!\n\tFrom the fiends, that plague thee thus! -\n\tWhy look'st thou so?\" - With my cross-bow\n\tI shot the Albatross.\n\t [ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ]"},{"keys":["crystal ball"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYou look into one of these and see _vapours swirling like\n\tclouds_. These shortly clear away to show a sort of video\n\twithout sound of something that is going to happen to you\n\tsoon. It is seldom good news.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["curse*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCurses are longstanding ill-wishings which, in Fantasyland,\n\toften manifest as semisentient. They have to be broken or\n\tdispelled. The method varies according to the type and\n\torigin of the Curse:\n\t[...]\n\t4. Curses on Rings and Swords. You have problems. Rings\n\thave to be returned whence they came, preferably at over a\n\tthousand degrees Fahrenheit, and the Curse means you won't\n\twant to do this. Swords usually resist all attempts to\n\traise their Curses. Your best source is to hide the Sword\n\tor give it to someone you dislike.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["cwn*n"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA pack of snow-white, red-eared spectral hounds which\n\tsometimes took part in the kidnappings and raids the\n\tinhabitants of the underworld sometimes make on this world\n\t(the Wild Hunt). They are associated in Wales with the sounds\n\tof migrating wild geese, and are said to be leading the souls\n\tof the damned to hell. The phantom chase is usually heard or\n\tseen in midwinter and is accompanied by a howling wind.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["cyclops"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd after he had milked his cattle swiftly,\n\the again took hold of two of my men\n\tand had them as his supper.\n\tThen I went, with a tub of red wine,\n\tto stand before the Cyclops, saying:\n\t\"A drop of wine after all this human meat,\n\tso you can taste the delicious wine\n\tthat is stored in our ship, Cyclops.\"\n\tHe took the tub and emptied it.\n\tHe appreciated the priceless wine that much\n\tthat he promptly asked me for a second tub.\n\t\"Give it\", he said, \"and give me your name as well\".\n\t\t\t...\n\tThrice I filled the tub,\n\tand after the wine had clouded his mind,\n\tI said to him, in a tone as sweet as honey:\n\t\"You have asked my name, Cyclops? Well,\n\tmy name is very well known. I'll give it to you,\n\tif you give me the gift you promised me as a guest.\n\tMy name is Nobody. All call me thus:\n\tmy father and my mother and my friends.\"\n\tRuthlessly he answered to this:\n\t\"Nobody, I will eat you last of all;\n\tyour host of friends will completely precede you.\n\tThat will be my present to you, my friend.\"\n\tAnd after these words he fell down backwards,\n\trestrained by the all-restrainer Hupnos.\n\tHis monstrous neck slid into the dust;\n\tthe red wine squirted from his throat;\n\tthe drunk vomited lumps of human flesh.\n\t\t[ The Odyssey, (chapter Epsilon), by Homer ]"},{"keys":["*dagger"],"excludes":["sting"],"text":"\tIs this a dagger which I see before me,\n\tThe handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.\n\tI have thee not, and yet I see thee still.\n\tArt thou not, fatal vision, sensible\n\tTo feeling as to sight? or art thou but\n\tA dagger of the mind, a false creation,\n\tProceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?\n\tI see thee yet, in form as palpable\n\tAs this which now I draw.\n\t\t[ Macbeth, by William Shakespeare ]"},{"keys":["dark one"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... But he ruled rather by force and fear, if they might\n\tavail; and those who perceived his shadow spreading over the\n\tworld called him the Dark Lord and named him the Enemy; and\n\the gathered again under his government all the evil things of\n\tthe days of Morgoth that remained on earth or beneath it,\n\tand the Orcs were at his command and multiplied like flies.\n\tThus the Black Years began ...\n\t\t[ The Silmarillion, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["dart*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDarts are missile weapons, designed to fly such that a sharp,\n\toften weighted point will strike first. They can be\n\tdistinguished from javelins by fletching (i.e., feathers on\n\tthe tail) and a shaft that is shorter and/or more flexible,\n\tand from arrows by the fact that they are not of the right\n\tlength to use with a normal bow.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]\n\n\tAgainst my foe I hurled a murderous dart.\n\tHe caught it in his hand -- I heard him laugh --\n\tI saw the thing that should have pierced his heart\n\tTurn to a golden staff.\n\t\t[ Gifts, by Mary Coleridge ]"},{"keys":["demogorgon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA terrible deity, whose very name was capable of producing the\n\tmost horrible effects. He is first mentioned by the 4th-century\n\tChristian writer, Lactantius, who in doing so broke with the\n\tsuperstition that the very reference to Demogorgon by name\n\tbrought death and disaster.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]\n\n\tDemogorgon, the prince of demons, wallows in filth and can\n\tspread a quickly fatal illness to his victims while rending\n\tthem. He is a mighty spellcaster, and he can drain the life\n\tof mortals with a touch of his tail."},{"keys":["demon","major demon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt is often very hard to discover what any given Demon looks\n\tlike, apart from a general impression of large size, huge\n\tfangs, staring eyes, many limbs, and an odd color; but all\n\taccounts agree that Demons are very powerful, very Magic (in\n\ta nonhuman manner), and made of some substance that can squeeze\n\tthrough a keyhole yet not be pierced with a Sword. This makes\n\tthem difficult to deal with, even on the rare occasions when\n\tthey are friendly.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["demonbane"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThink not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to\n\tsend peace, but a sword.\n\t\t[ The Gospel According to Matthew, 10:34 ]"},{"keys":["dented pot"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHere was a sight to beat all: a man in the prime of life rambling\n\tbarefoot down the wilderness road, dressed in raggedy pantaloons\n\tsewn out of two meal sacks, a shirt so tattered and scrappish\n\tthat its owner had a proud choice of holes to stick his arms\n\tthrough, and -- the crowning glory -- a hat in the exact\n\tlikeness of a tin mush pot, somewhat dented, but snugly fitted,\n\twith the handle turned to one side, as if it were the very\n\tlatest and smartest of fashions.\n\t\t[ Johnny Appleseed, by James Howard Kunstler ]"},{"keys":["diamond"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe hardest known mineral (with a hardness of 10 on Mohs' scale).\n\tIt is an allotropic form of pure carbon that has crystallized in\n\tthe cubic system, usually as octahedra or cubes, under great\n\tpressure.\n\t\t[ A Concise Dictionary of Physics ]\n\n\tThe diamond, _adamas_ or _dyamas_, is a transparent stone, like\n\tcrystal, but having the colour of polished iron, but it cannot\n\tbe destroyed by iron, fire or any other means, unless it is\n\tplaced in the hot blood of a goat; with sharp pieces of diamond\n\tother stones are engraved and polished. It is no greater than\n\ta small nut. There are six kinds, however Adamant attracts\n\tmetal; it expels venom; it produces amber (and is efficacious\n\tagainst empty fears and for those resisting spells). It is\n\tfound in India, in Greece and in Cyprus, where magicians make\n\tuse of it. It gives you courage; it averts apparitions; it\n\tremoves anger and quarrels; it heals the mad; it defends you\n\tfrom your enemies. It should be set in gold or silver and worn\n\ton the left arm. It is likewise found in Arabia.\n\t \t[ The Aberdeen Bestiary, translated by Colin McLaren ]"},{"keys":["dilithium*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe most famous and the first to be named of the imaginary\n\t\"minerals\" of Star Trek is dilithium. ... Because of this\n\tmineral's central role in the storyline, a whole mythology\n\tsurrounds it. It is, however, a naturally occurring substance\n\twithin the mythology, as there are various episodes that\n\tmake reference to the mining of dilithium deposits. ...\n\tThis name itself is imaginary and gives no real information on\n\tthe structure or make-up of this substance other than that this\n\tversion of the name implies a lithium and iron-bearing\n\taluminosilicate of some sort. That said, the real mineral that\n\tmost closely matches the descriptive elements of this name is\n\tferroholmquistite which is a dilithium triferrodiallosilicate.\n\tIf one goes on the premise that nature follows certain general\n\tnorms, then one could extrapolate that dilithium might have a\n\tsimilar number of silicon atoms in its structure.\n\tKeeping seven (i.e. hepto) ferrous irons and balancing the\n\toxygens would give a theoretical formula of Li2Fe7Al2Si8O27.\n\tA mineral with this composition could theoretically exist,\n\talthough it is doubtful that it would possess the more fantastic\n\tproperties ascribed to dilithium.\n\t\t[ The Mineralogy of Star Trek, by Jeffrey de Fourestier ]"},{"keys":["dingo"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA wolflike wild dog, Canis dingo, of Australia, having a\n\treddish- or yellowish-brown coat, believed to have been\n\tintroduced by the aborigines.\n\t\t[ Webster's Encyclopedic Unabridged Dictionary\n\t\t of the English Language ]"},{"keys":["disenchanter"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAsk not, what your magic can do to it. Ask what it can do\n\tto your magic."},{"keys":["dispater"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Roman ruler of the underworld and fortune, similar to the\n\tGreek Hades. Every hundred years, the Ludi Tarentini were\n\tcelebrated in his honor. The Gauls regarded Dis Pater as\n\ttheir ancestor. The name is a contraction of the Latin Dives,\n\t\"the wealthy\", Dives Pater, \"the wealthy father\", or \"Fater\n\tWealth\". It refers to the wealth of precious stone below the\n\tearth.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["displacer beast"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis strange creature appears to be mutant form of puma (aka\n\tcougar or mountain lion) which lives in underground settings\n\trather than outdoor wilderness. It is capable of exchanging\n\tpositions with people or creatures in its path and is not\n\tfooled by displaced images of others."},{"keys":["djinn*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe djinn are genies from the elemental plane of Air. There,\n\tamong their kind, they have their own societies. They are\n\tsometimes encountered on earth and may even be summoned here\n\tto perform some service for powerful wizards. The wizards\n\toften leave them about for later service, safely tucked away\n\tin a flask or lamp. Once in a while, such a tool is found by\n\ta lucky rogue, and some djinn are known to be so grateful\n\twhen released that they might grant their rescuer a wish."},{"keys":["*dog","pup*","*canine"],"excludes":["hachi","slasher","sirius"],"text":"\tA domestic animal, the _tame dog_ (_Canis familiaris_), of\n\twhich numerous breeds exist. The male is called a dog,\n\twhile the female is called a bitch. Because of its known\n\tloyalty to man and gentleness with children, it is the\n\tworld's most popular domestic animal. It can easily be\n\ttrained to perform various tasks."},{"keys":["*door","doorway"],"excludes":["trap*door","*spellbook*"],"text":"\tThrough me you pass into the city of woe:\n\tThrough me you pass into eternal pain:\n\tThrough me among the people lost for aye.\n\tJustice the founder of my fabric mov'd:\n\tTo rear me was the task of power divine,\n\tSupremest wisdom, and primeval love.\n\tBefore me things create were none, save things\n\tEternal, and eternal I endure.\n\tAll hope abandon ye who enter here.\n\t [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri,\n\t translated by H.F. Cary ]"},{"keys":["doppelganger"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Then we can only give thanks that this is Antarctica, where\n\tthere is not one, single, solitary, living thing for it to\n\timitate, except these animals in camp.\"\n\n\t\"Us,\" Blair giggled. \"It can imitate us. Dogs can't make four\n\thundred miles to the sea; there's no food. There aren't any\n\tskua gulls to imitate at this season. There aren't any\n\tpenguins this far inland. There's nothing that can reach the\n\tsea from this point - except us. We've got brains. We can do\n\tit. Don't you see - it's got to imitate us - it's got to be one\n\tof us - that's the only way it can fly an airplane - fly a plane\n\tfor two hours, and rule - be - all Earth's inhabitants. A world\n\tfor the taking - if it imitates us!\n\t\t[ Who Goes There?, by John W. Campbell ]\n\n\tXander: Let go! I have to kill the demon bot!\n\tXander Double (grabbing the gun): Anya, get out of the way.\n\tBuffy: Xander!\n\tXander Double: That's all right, Buffy. I have him.\n\tXander: No, Buffy, I'm me. Help me!\n\tAnya: My gun, he's got my gun.\n\tRiley: You own a gun?\n\tBuffy: Xander, gun holding Xander, give it to me.\n\tAnya: Buffy, which one's real?\n\tXander: I am.\n\tXander Double: No, _I_ am.\n\t [ Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Episode 5.03, \"The Replacement\" ]"},{"keys":["*dragon","*xoth"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn the West the dragon was the natural enemy of man. Although\n\tpreferring to live in bleak and desolate regions, whenever it\n\twas seen among men it left in its wake a trail of destruction\n\tand disease. Yet any attempt to slay this beast was a perilous\n\tundertaking. For the dragon's assailant had to contend\n\tnot only with clouds of sulphurous fumes pouring from its fire\n\tbreathing nostrils, but also with the thrashings of its tail,\n\tthe most deadly part of its serpent-like body.\n\t [ Mythical Beasts, by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ]\n\n\t\"One whom the dragons will speak with,\" he said, \"that is a\n\tdragonlord, or at least that is the center of the matter. It's\n\tnot a trick of mastering the dragons, as most people think.\n\tDragons have no masters. The question is always the same, with\n\ta dragon: will he talk to you or will he eat you? If you can\n\tcount upon his doing the former, and not doing the latter, why\n\tthen you're a dragonlord.\"\n\t\t[ The Tombs of Atuan, by Ursula K. Le Guin ]"},{"keys":["*dragon*scale*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tStephen had argued, and the expert armorer had grudgingly\n\tadmitted, that dragonscale shield or armor, provided it proved\n\tfeasible to make at all, ought to offer some real, practical\n\tadvantages over any metal breastplate or shield -- gram for\n\tgram of weight, such a defense would probably be a lot\n\ttougher and more protective than any human smiths could\n\tmake of steel.\n\t\t[ The Last Book of Swords: Shieldbreaker's Story,\n\t\t\tby Fred Saberhagen ]"},{"keys":["dragonbane"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd now the youth\n\twas to enter the line of battle with his lord,\n\this first time to be tested as a fighter.\n\tHis spirit did not break and the ancestral blade\n\twould keep its edge, as the dragon discovered\n\tas soon as they came together in combat.\n\t\t[ Beowulf, translated by Seamus Heaney ]"},{"keys":["*drum*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMany travelers have seen the drums of the great apes, and\n\tsome have heard the sounds of their beating and the noise of\n\tthe wild, weird revelry of these first lords of the jungle,\n\tbut Tarzan, Lord Greystoke, is, doubtless, the only human\n\tbeing who ever joined in the fierce, mad, intoxicating revel\n\tof the Dum-Dum.\n\t\t[ Tarzan of the Apes, by Edgar Rice Burroughs ]"},{"keys":["dunce*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA dunce cap, also variously known as a dunce hat, dunce's\n\tcap, or dunce's hat, is a tall conical hat. In popular\n\tculture, it is typically made of paper and often marked with\n\ta D, and given to schoolchildren to wear as punishment for\n\tbeing stupid or lazy. While this is now a rare practice,\n\tit is frequently depicted in popular culture such as\n\tchildren's cartoons.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["dungeon*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAt once as far as Angels kenn he views\n\tThe dismal Situation waste and wilde,\n\tA Dungeon horrible, on all sides round\n\tAs one great Furnace flam'd, yet from those flames\n\tNo light, but rather darkness visible\n\tServ'd only to discover sights of woe,\n\tRegions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace\n\tAnd rest can never dwell, hope never comes\n\tThat comes to all; but torture without end\n\tStill urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed\n\tWith ever-burning Sulphur unconsum'd:\n\tSuch place Eternal Justice had prepar'd\n\tFor those rebellious, here their Prison ordain'd\n\tIn utter darkness, and their portion set\n\tAs far remov'd from God and light of Heav'n\n\tAs from the Center thrice to th' utmost Pole.\n\t\t[ Paradise Lost, by John Milton ]"},{"keys":["dwarf*"],"excludes":["dwarf ??m*","dwar* cloak"],"text":"\tDwarfs have faces like men (ugly men, with wrinkled, leathery\n\tskins), but are generally either flat-footed, duck-footed, or\n\thave feet pointing backwards. They are of the earth, earthy,\n\tliving in the darkest of caverns and venturing forth only\n\twith the cloaks by which they can make themselves invisible,\n\tand others disguised as toads. Miners often come across them,\n\tand sometimes establish reasonably close relations with them.\n\t... The miners of Cornwall were always delighted to hear a\n\tbucca busily mining away, for all dwarfs have an infallible\n\tnose for precious metals.\n\tAmong other things, dwarfs are rightly valued for their skill\n\tas blacksmiths and jewellers: they made Odin his famous spear\n\tGungnir, and Thor his hammer; for Freya they designed a\n\tmagnificent necklace, and for Frey a golden boar. And in their\n\tspare time they are excellent bakers. Ironically, despite\n\ttheir odd feet, they are particularly fond of dancing. They\n\tcan also see into the future, and consequently are excellent\n\tmeteorologists. They can be free with presents to people\n\tthey like, and a dwarvish gift is likely to turn to gold in\n\tthe hand. But on the whole they are a snappish lot.\n\t [ The Immortals, by Derek and Julia Parker ]"},{"keys":["dwar* cloak","hooded cloak"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThat's how they all came to start, jogging off from the inn one\n\tfine morning just before May, on laden ponies; and Bilbo was\n\twearing a dark-green hood (a little weather-stained) and a\n\tdark-green cloak borrowed from Dwalin. They were too large for\n\thim, and he looked rather comic.\n\t\t[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["earendil","elwing"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn after days, when because of the triumph of Morgoth Elves and\n\tMen became estranged, as he most wished, those of the Elven-race\n\tthat lived still in Middle-earth waned and faded, and Men usurped\n\tthe sunlight. Then the Quendi wandered in the lonely places of the\n\tgreat lands and the isles, and took to the moonlight and the\n\tstarlight, and to the woods and the caves, becoming as shadows\n\tand memories, save those who ever and anon set sail into the West\n\tand vanished from Middle-earth. But in the dawn of years Elves\n\tand Men were allies and held themselves akin, and there were some\n\tamong Men that learned the wisdom of the Eldar, and became great\n\tand valiant among the captains of the Noldor. And in the glory\n\tand beauty of the Elves, and in their fate, full share had the\n\toffspring of elf and mortal, Earendil, and Elwing, and Elrond\n\ttheir child.\n\t\t[ The Silmarillion, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["eel","giant eel"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe behaviour of eels in fresh water extends the air of\n\tmystery surrounding them. They move freely into muddy, silty\n\tbottoms of lakes, lying buried in the daylight hours in summer.\n\t[...] Eels are voracious carnivores, feeding mainly at\n\tnight and consuming a wide variety of fishes and invertebrate\n\tcreatures. Contrary to earlier thinking, eels seek living\n\trather than dead creatures and are not habitual eaters of\n\tcarrion.\n\t [ Freshwater Fishes of Canada, by Scott and Crossman ]"},{"keys":["egg"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut I asked why not keep it and let the hen sit on it till it\n\thatched, and then we could see what would come out of it.\n\t\"Nothing good, I'm certain of that,\" Mom said. \"It would\n\tprobably be something horrible. But just remember, if it's a\n\tcrocodile or a dragon or something like that, I won't have it\n\tin my house for one minute.\"\n\t\t[ The Enormous Egg, by Oliver Butterworth ]"},{"keys":["elbereth"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... Even as they stepped over the threshold a single clear\n\tvoice rose in song.\n\n\t\tA Elbereth Gilthoniel,\n\t\tsilivren penna miriel\n\t\to menel aglar elenath!\n\t\tNa-chaered palan-diriel\n\t\to galadhremmin ennorath,\n\t\tFanuilos, le linnathon\n\t\tnef aear, si nef aearon!\n\n\tFrodo halted for a moment, looking back. Elrond was in his\n\tchair and the fire was on his face like summer-light upon the\n\ttrees. Near him sat the Lady Arwen. [...]\n\tHe stood still enchanted, while the sweet syllables of the\n\telvish song fell like clear jewels of blended word and melody.\n\t\"It is a song to Elbereth,\" said Bilbo. \"They will sing that,\n\tand other songs of the Blessed Realm, many times tonight.\n\tCome on!\"\n\t [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["electric eel"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSouth-American fish (_Gymnotus electricus_), living in fresh\n\twater. Shaped like a serpent, it can grow up to 2 metres.\n\tThis eel is known for its electrical organ which enables it\n\tto paralyse creatures up to the size of a horse.\n\t [ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]"},{"keys":["*elemental"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tElementals are manifestations of the basic nature of the\n\tuniverse. There are four known forms of elementals: air, fire,\n\twater, and earth. Some mystics have postulated the necessity\n\tfor a fifth type, the spirit elemental, but none have ever\n\tbeen encountered, at least on this plane of existence."},{"keys":["*elf*","elvenking","elvenqueen","elven monarch"],"excludes":["human or elf*","elf ??m*"],"text":"\tThe Elves sat round the fire upon the grass or upon the sawn\n\trings of old trunks. Some went to and fro bearing cups and\n\tpouring drinks; others brought food on heaped plates and\n\tdishes.\n\n\t\"This is poor fare,\" they said to the hobbits; \"for we are\n\tlodging in the greenwood far from our halls. If ever you are\n\tour guests at home, we will treat you better.\"\n\t\"It seems to me good enough for a birthday-party,\" said Frodo.\n\tPippin afterwards recalled little of either food or drink, for\n\this mind was filled with the light upon the elf-faces, and the\n\tsound of voices so various and so beautiful that he felt in a\n\twaking dream. [...]\n\n\tSam could never describe in words, nor picture clearly to\n\thimself, what he felt or thought that night, though it remained\n\tin his memory as one of the chief events of his life. The\n\tnearest he ever got was to say: \"Well, sir, if I could grow\n\tapples like that, I would call myself a gardener. But it was\n\tthe singing that went to my heart, if you know what I mean.\"\n\t [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["elven cloak"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Elves next unwrapped and gave to each of the Company the\n\tclothes they had brought. For each they had provided a hood\n\tand cloak, made according to his size, of the light but warm\n\tsilken stuff that the Galadrim wove. It was hard to say of\n\twhat colour they were: grey with the hue of twilight under\n\tthe trees they seemed to be; and yet if they were moved, or\n\tset in another light, they were green as shadowed leaves, or\n\tbrown as fallow fields by night, dusk-silver as water under\n\tthe stars.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["emerald"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t'Put off that mask of burning gold\n\tWith emerald eyes.'\n\t'O no, my dear, you make so bold\n\tTo find if hearts be wild and wise,\n\tAnd yet not cold.'\n\n\t'I would but find what's there to find,\n\tLove or deceit.'\n\t'It was the mask engaged your mind,\n\tAnd after set your heart to beat,\n\tNot what's behind.'\n\n\t'But lest you are my enemy,\n\tI must enquire.'\n\t'O no, my dear, let all that be;\n\tWhat matter, so there is but fire\n\tIn you, in me?'\n\t\t[ The Mask, by W.B. Yeats ]"},{"keys":["engrav*","A.S*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPresently we reached a place where the beach narrowed; the sea\n\talmost came up to the foot of the cliffs, leaving a passage no\n\twider than a couple of yards. Between two projecting rocks we\n\tcaught sight of the entrance to a dark tunnel.\n\tThere, on a slab of granite, appeared two mysterious letters,\n\thalf eaten away by time -- the two initials of the bold,\n\tadventurous traveller:\n\n\t\t\tA.S.\n\n\t'A.S.,' cried my uncle. 'Arne Saknussemm! Arne Saknussemm again!'\n\n\t[...] at the sight of those two letters, carved there three\n\thundred years before, I stood in utter stupefaction. Not\n\tonly was the signature of the learned alchemist legible on\n\tthe rock, but I held in my hand the dagger which had traced it.\n\tWithout showing the most appalling bad faith, I could no longer\n\tdoubt the existence of the traveller and the reality of his\n\tjourney.\n\t\t[ Journey to the Centre of the Earth, by Jules Verne,\n\t\t translated by Robert Baldick ]"},{"keys":["*epidaurus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe asclepieion at Epidaurus was the most celebrated healing\n\tcenter of the Classical world, the place where ill people went\n\tin the hope of being cured. To find out the right cure for\n\ttheir ailments, they spent a night in the enkoimitiria, a big\n\tsleeping hall. In their dreams, the god himself (Asclepius)\n\twould advise them what they had to do to regain their health.\n\tThere are also mineral springs in the vicinity which may have\n\tbeen used in healing.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["erinys","erinyes","furies"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tErinyes are the Furies of ancient myth.\n\t(Erinys is the singular form.)\n\t\t[]\n\n\tHoly and pure, from Zeus Khthonios born\n\tand Persephone, whom lovely locks adorn:\n\tWhose piercing sight, with vision unconfin'd,\n\tsurveys the deeds of all the impious kind:\n\tOn Fate attendant, punishing the race\n\t(with wrath severe) of deeds unjust and base.\n\tDark-colour'd queens, whose glittering eyes are bright\n\twith dreadful, radiant, life-destroying, light:\n\tEternal rulers, terrible and strong,\n\tto whom revenge, and tortures dire belong.\n\t\t[ LXIX. To the Furies, The Orphic Hymns,\n\t\t translated by Thomas Taylor ]"},{"keys":["ettin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe two-headed giant, or ettin, is a vicious and unpredictable\n\thunter that stalks by night and eats any meat it can catch."},{"keys":["excalibur"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAt first only its tip was visible, but then it rose, straight,\n\tproud, all that was noble and great and wondrous. The tip of\n\tthe blade pointed toward the moon, as if it would cleave it\n\tin two. The blade itself gleamed like a beacon in the night.\n\tThere was no light source for the sword to be reflecting\n\tfrom, for the moon had darted behind a cloud in fear. The\n\tsword was glowing from the intensity of its strength and\n\tpower and knowledge that it was justice incarnate, and that\n\tafter a slumber of uncounted years its time had again come.\n\tAfter the blade broke the surface, the hilt was visible, and\n\tholding the sword was a single strong, yet feminine hand,\n\twearing several rings that bore jewels sparkling with the\n\tblue-green color of the ocean.\n\t\t[ Knight Life, by Peter David ]"},{"keys":["expensive camera"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere was a time when Rincewind had quite liked the iconoscope.\n\tHe believed, against all experience, that the world was\n\tfundamentally understandable, and that if he could only equip\n\thimself with the right mental toolbox he could take the back off\n\tand see how it worked. He was, of course, dead wrong. The\n\ticonoscope didn't take pictures by letting light fall onto\n\tspecially treated paper, as he had surmised, but by the far\n\tsimpler method of imprisoning a small demon with a good eye for\n\tcolour and a speedy hand with a paintbrush. He had been very\n\tupset to find that out.\n\t\t[ The Light Fantastic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["eye of the aethiopica"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis is a powerful amulet of ESP. In addition to its standard\n\tpowers, it regenerates the energy of anyone who carries\n\tit, allowing them to cast spells more often. It also reduces\n\tany spell damage to the person who carries it by half, and\n\tprotects from magic missiles. Finally, when invoked it has\n\tthe power to instantly open a portal to any other area of the\n\tdungeon, allowing its invoker to travel quickly between\n\tareas."},{"keys":["eyes of the overworld"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Eyes of the Overworld is a rather obscure artifact.\n\tThese magical lenses push the wearer's view sense into the\n\t\"overworld\" -- another name for a segment of the Astral Plane.\n\tUsually, there is nothing to be seen. However, the wearer\n\tis also able to look back and see the area around herself,\n\tmuch like looking on a map. Why anyone would want to ..."},{"keys":["fedora"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSome hats can only be worn if you're willing to be jaunty, to set\n\tthem at an angle and to walk beneath them with a spring in your\n\tstride as if you're only a step away from dancing. They demand a\n\tlot of you.\n\t\t[ Anansi Boys, by Neil Gaiman ]"},{"keys":["figurine*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThen it appeared in Paris at just about the time that Paris\n\twas full of Carlists who had to get out of Spain. One of\n\tthem must have brought it with him, but, whoever he was, it's\n\tlikely he knew nothing about its real value. It had been --\n\tno doubt as a precaution during the Carlist trouble in Spain\n\t-- painted or enameled over to look like nothing more than a\n\tfairly interesting black statuette. And in that disguise,\n\tsir, it was, you might say, kicked around Paris for seventy\n\tyears by private owners and dealers too stupid to see what\n\tit was under the skin.\n\t\t[ The Maltese Falcon, by Dashiell Hammett ]"},{"keys":["fire trap"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t'Let him be for a while,' said Cohen. 'I reckon the fish\n\tdisagreed with him.'\n\t'Don't see why,' said Truckle. 'I pulled him out before it'd\n\thardly chewed him. And he must've dried out nicely in that\n\tcorridor. You know, the one where the flames shot up out of\n\tthe floor unexpectedly.'\n\t'I reckon our bard wasn't expecting flames to shoot out of\n\tthe floor unexpectedly,' said Cohen.\n\tTruckle shrugged theatrically. '_Well_, if you're not going\n\tto expect unexpected flames, what's the point of going\n\t_anywhere_?'\n\t\t[ The Last Hero, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["f* brand"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSome say the world will end in fire,\n\tSome say in ice.\n\tFrom what I've tasted of desire\n\tI hold with those who favor fire.\n\tBut if it had to perish twice,\n\tI think I know enough of hate\n\tTo say that for destruction ice\n\tIs also great\n\tAnd would suffice.\n\t\t[ Fire and Ice, by Robert Frost ]"},{"keys":["flesh golem"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWith an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected\n\tthe instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark\n\tof being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was\n\talready one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against\n\tthe panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the\n\tglimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow\n\teye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive\n\tmotion agitated its limbs.\n\n\tHow can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how\n\tdelineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I\n\thad endeavoured to form? His limbs were in proportion, and I\n\thad selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!--Great God!\n\tHis yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and\n\tarteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and\n\tflowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances\n\tonly formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that\n\tseemed almost of the same colour as the dun white sockets in\n\twhich they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight\n\tblack lips.\n\t\t[ Frankenstein, by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley ]"},{"keys":["flint*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAn emerald is as green as grass;\n\tA ruby red as blood;\n\tA sapphire shines as blue as heaven;\n\tA flint lies in the mud.\n\n\tA diamond is a brilliant stone,\n\tTo catch the world's desire;\n\tAn opal holds a fiery spark;\n\tBut a flint holds fire.\n\t\t[ Precious Stones, by Christina Giorgina Rossetti ]"},{"keys":["floating eye"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFloating eyes, not surprisingly, are large, floating eyeballs\n\twhich drift about the dungeon. Though not dangerous in and\n\tof themselves, their power to paralyse those who gaze at\n\ttheir large eye in combat is widely feared. Many are the\n\ttales of those who struck a floating eye, were paralysed by\n\tits mystic powers, and then nibbled to death by some other\n\tcreature that lurked around nearby."},{"keys":["*flute"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWith this thou canst do mighty deeds\n\tAnd change men's passions for thy needs:\n\tA man's despair with joy allay,\n\tTurn bachelors old to lovers gay.\n\t\t[ The Magic Flute, by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart ]"},{"keys":["fog* cloud"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe fog comes\n\ton little cat feet.\n\n\tIt sits looking\n\tover harbor and city\n\ton silent haunches\n\tand then moves on.\n\t [ Fog, by Carl Sandburg ]"},{"keys":["*food*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe little girl stood on tip-toe and picked one of the nicest\n\tand biggest lunch-boxes, and then she sat down upon the ground\n\tand eagerly opened it. Inside she found, nicely wrapped in\n\twhite papers, a ham sandwich, a piece of sponge-cake, a pickle,\n\ta slice of new cheese and an apple. Each thing had a separate\n\tstem, and so had to be picked off the side of the box; but\n\tDorothy found them all to be delicious, and she ate every bit\n\tof luncheon in the box before she had finished.\n\t\t[ Ozma of Oz, by L. Frank Baum ]"},{"keys":["fortune cookie"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNemesis cracked another cookie and wrinkled her nose. \"_You will\n\thave great fortune when you least expect it,_\" she read. \"That's\n\texactly the sort of nonsense I hate. Someone opens a cookie, and\n\tsuddenly they have a prophecy that they'll be rich! I blame that\n\ttramp Tyche. Always dispensing good luck to people who don't\n\tdeserve it!\"\n\tLeo looked at the mound of broken cookies. \"Uh ... you know those\n\taren't real prophecies, right? They're just stuffed into the\n\tcookies at some factory--\"\n\t\"Don't try to excuse it!\" Nemesis snapped. \"It's just like Tyche\n\tto get people's hopes up. No, no. I _must_ counter her.\" Nemesis\n\tflicked a finger over the slip of paper, and the letters changed\n\tto red. \"_You will die painfully when you most expect it._\n\tThere! Much better.\"\n\t\t[ The Mark of Athena, by Rick Riordan ]"},{"keys":["fountain"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRest! This little Fountain runs\n\tThus for aye: -- It never stays\n\tFor the look of summer suns,\n\tNor the cold of winter days.\n\tWhose'er shall wander near,\n\tWhen the Syrian heat is worst,\n\tLet him hither come, nor fear\n\tLest he may not slake his thirst:\n\tHe will find this little river\n\tRunning still, as bright as ever.\n\tLet him drink, and onward hie,\n\tBearing but in thought, that I,\n\tErotas, bade the Naiad fall,\n\tAnd thank the great god Pan for all!\n\t\t[ For a Fountain, by Bryan Waller Procter ]"},{"keys":["fox"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOne hot summer's day a Fox was strolling through an orchard\n\ttill he came to a bunch of Grapes just ripening on a vine\n\twhich had been trained over a lofty branch. \"Just the thing\n\tto quench my thirst,\" quoth he. Drawing back a few paces, he\n\ttook a run and a jump, and just missed the bunch. Turning\n\tround again with a One, Two, Three, he jumped up, but with\n\tno greater success. Again and again he tried after the\n\ttempting morsel, but at last had to give it up, and walked\n\taway with his nose in the air, saying: \"I am sure they are\n\tsour.\"\n\t\t[ Aesop's Fables ]"},{"keys":["fruit","fruitname"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey say this is edible. Some adventurers have strange tastes."},{"keys":["*fung*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFungi, division of simple plants that lack chlorophyll, true\n\tstems, roots, and leaves. Unlike algae, fungi cannot\n\tphotosynthesize, and live as parasites or saprophytes. The\n\tdivision comprises the slime molds and true fungi. True\n\tfungi are multicellular (with the exception of yeasts); the\n\tbody of most true fungi consists of slender cottony\n\tfilaments, or hyphae. All fungi are capable of asexual\n\treproduction by cell division, budding, fragmentation, or\n\tspores. Those that reproduce sexually alternate a sexual\n\tgeneration (gametophyte) with a spore-producing one. The\n\tfour classes of true fungi are the algaelike fungi (e.g.,\n\tblack bread mold and downy mildew), sac fungi (e.g., yeasts,\n\tpowdery mildews, truffles, and blue and green molds such as\n\tPenicillium), basidium fungi (e.g., mushrooms and puffballs)\n\tand imperfect fungi (e.g., species that cause athlete's foot\n\tand ringworm). Fungi help decompose organic matter (important\n\tin soil renewal); are valuable as a source of antibiotics,\n\tvitamins, and various chemicals; and for their role in\n\tfermentation, e.g., in bread and alcoholic beverage\n\tproduction.\n\t\t[ The Concise Columbia Encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*gargoyle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd so it came to pass that while Man ruled on Earth, the\n\tgargoyles waited, lurking, hidden from the light. Reborn\n\tevery 600 years in Man's reckoning of time, the gargoyles\n\tjoined battle against Man to gain dominion over the Earth.\n\n\tIn each coming, the gargoyles were nearly destroyed by Men\n\twho flourished in greater numbers. Now it has been so many\n\thundreds of years that it seems the ancient statues and\n\tpaintings of gargoyles are just products of Man's\n\timagination. In this year, with Man's thoughts turned toward\n\tthe many ills he has brought among himself, Man has forgotten\n\this most ancient adversary, the gargoyles.\n\t\t[ Excerpt from the opening narration to the movie\n\t\t _Gargoyles_, written by Stephen and Elinor Karpf ]"},{"keys":["*garlic"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t1 November - All day long we have travelled, and at a good\n\tspeed. The horses seem to know that they are being kindly\n\ttreated, for they go willingly their full stage at best\n\tspeed. We have now had so many changes and find the same\n\tthing so constantly that we are encouraged to think that the\n\tjourney will be an easy one. Dr. Van Helsing is laconic, he\n\ttells the farmers that he is hurrying to Bistritz, and pays\n\tthem well to make the exchange of horses. We get hot soup,\n\tor coffee, or tea, and off we go. It is a lovely country.\n\tFull of beauties of all imaginable kinds, and the people are\n\tbrave, and strong, and simple, and seem full of nice\n\tqualities. They are very, very superstitious. In the first\n\thouse where we stopped, when the woman who served us saw the\n\tscar on my forehead, she crossed herself and put out two\n\tfingers towards me, to keep off the evil eye. I believe they\n\twent to the trouble of putting an extra amount of garlic into\n\tour food, and I can't abide garlic. Ever since then I have\n\ttaken care not to take off my hat or veil, and so have\n\tescaped their suspicions.\n\t\t[ Dracula, by Bram Stoker ]"},{"keys":["gehenn*","*h?nnom","hell"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Place of Torment.\" The Valley of Hinnom, south-west of\n\tJerusalem, where Solomon, king of Israel, built \"a high place\",\n\tor place of worship, for the gods Chemosh and Moloch. The\n\tvalley came to be regarded as a place of abomination because\n\tsome of the Israelites sacrificed their children to Moloch\n\tthere. In a later period it was made a refuse dump and\n\tperpetual fires were maintained there to prevent pestilence.\n\tThus, in the New Testament, Gehenna became synonymous with hell.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["gelatinous cube"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDespite its popularity (or perhaps because of it), the\n\tgelatinous cube is also widely known as one of the sillier\n\trole-playing monsters. It is something of a commentary on the\n\tubiquity of treasure-laden dungeons in the Dungeons & Dragons\n\tuniverse, as the cube is a creature specifically adapted to a\n\tdungeon ecosystem. 10 feet to the side, it travels through\n\tstandard 10-foot by 10-foot dungeon corridors, cleaning up\n\tdebris and redistributing treasure by excreting indigestible\n\tmetal items.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*gem","gem or rock"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe difference between false memories and true ones is the\n\tsame as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the\n\tmost real, the most brilliant.\n\t\t[ Salvador Dali ]"},{"keys":["genetic engineer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese very odd people have mastered the ability to insert gene\n\tsequences from one organism into another, usually triggering\n\timmediate mutations in the subject. Far from needing an\n\telaborate laboratory to accomplish such abominations, a mere\n\ttouch seems to be all that is necessary.\n\t\t[]\n\n\t\"I thought the whole point of genetic engineering was to avoid\n\tthe random waste of natural evolution, and replace it with\n\tthe efficiency of reason,\" Miles piped up. All three haut-\n\twomen turned to stare at him in astonishment, as if a potted\n\tplant had suddenly offered a critique of its fertilization\n\troutine. \"Or ... so it seems to me,\" Miles trailed off in\n\ta much smaller voice.\n\t\t[ Cetaganda, Lois McMaster Bujold ]"},{"keys":["geryon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tForthwith that image vile of fraud appear'd,\n\tHis head and upper part expos'd on land,\n\tBut laid not on the shore his bestial train.\n\tHis face the semblance of a just man's wore,\n\tSo kind and gracious was its outward cheer;\n\tThe rest was serpent all: two shaggy claws\n\tReach'd to the armpits, and the back and breast,\n\tAnd either side, were painted o'er with nodes\n\tAnd orbits. Colours variegated more\n\tNor Turks nor Tartars e'er on cloth of state\n\tWith interchangeable embroidery wove,\n\tNor spread Arachne o'er her curious loom.\n\tAs ofttimes a light skiff, moor'd to the shore,\n\tStands part in water, part upon the land;\n\tOr, as where dwells the greedy German boor,\n\tThe beaver settles watching for his prey;\n\tSo on the rim, that fenc'd the sand with rock,\n\tSat perch'd the fiend of evil. In the void\n\tGlancing, his tail upturn'd its venomous fork,\n\tWith sting like scorpion's arm'd. Then thus my guide:\n\t\"Now need our way must turn few steps apart,\n\tFar as to that ill beast, who couches there.\"\n\t [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri,\n\t translated by H.F. Cary ]"},{"keys":["*ghost","valley of *dea*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd now the souls of the dead who had gone below came swarming\n\tup from Erebus -- fresh brides, unmarried youths, old men\n\twith life's long suffering behind them, tender young girls\n\tstill nursing this first anguish in their hearts, and a great\n\tthrong of warriors killed in battle, their spear-wounds gaping\n\tyet and all their armour stained with blood. From this\n\tmultitude of souls, as they fluttered to and fro by the\n\ttrench, there came a moaning that was horrible to hear.\n\tPanic drained the blood from my cheeks.\n\t [ The Odyssey, (chapter Lambda), by Homer ]"},{"keys":["ghoul"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe forces of the gloom know each other, and are strangely\n\tbalanced by each other. Teeth and claws fear what they cannot\n\tgrasp. Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious appetites, hunger\n\tin search of prey, the armed instincts of nails and jaws which\n\thave for source and aim the belly, glare and smell out\n\tuneasily the impassive spectral forms straying beneath a\n\tshroud, erect in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem\n\tto them to live with a dead and terrible life. These\n\tbrutalities, which are only matter, entertain a confused fear\n\tof having to deal with the immense obscurity condensed into an\n\tunknown being. A black figure barring the way stops the wild\n\tbeast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates\n\tand disconcerts that which emerges from the cave; the\n\tferocious fear the sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter\n\ta ghoul.\n\t\t[ Les Miserables, by Victor Hugo ]"},{"keys":["*giant","giant humanoid"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGiants have always walked the earth, though they are rare in\n\tthese times. They range in size from little over nine feet\n\tto a towering twenty feet or more. The larger ones use huge\n\tboulders as weapons, hurling them over large distances. All\n\ttypes of giants share a love for men - roasted, boiled, or\n\tfried. Their table manners are legendary."},{"keys":["*gloves","gauntlets*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd her old Uncle William used to say a lady is known by her\n\tshoes and her gloves.\n\t\t[ Mrs. Dalloway, by Virginia Woolf ]"},{"keys":["gnome*","gnomish wizard"],"excludes":["gnome ??m*"],"text":"\t... And then a gnome came by, carrying a bundle, an old\n\tfellow three times as large as an imp and wearing clothes of\n\ta sort, especially a hat. And he was clearly just as frightened\n\tas the imps though he could not go so fast. Ramon Alonzo\n\tsaw that there must be some great trouble that was vexing\n\tmagical things; and, since gnomes speak the language of men, and\n\twill answer if spoken to gently, he raised his hat, and asked\n\tof the gnome his name. The gnome did not stop his hasty\n\tshuffle a moment as he answered 'Alaraba' and grabbed the rim\n\tof his hat but forgot to doff it.\n\t'What is the trouble, Alaraba?' said Ramon Alonzo.\n\t'White magic. Run!' said the gnome ..\n\t\t[ The Charwoman's Shadow, by Lord Dunsany ]\n\n\t\"Muggles have garden gnomes, too, you know,\" Harry told Ron as\n\tthey crossed the lawn.\n\t\"Yeah, I've seen those things they think are gnomes,\" said Ron,\n\tbent double with his head in a peony bush, \"like fat little\n\tSanta Clauses with fishing rods...\"\n\tThere was a violent scuffling noise, the peony bush shuddered,\n\tand Ron straightened up. \"This is a gnome,\" he said grimly.\n\t\"Geroff me! Gerroff me!\" squealed the gnome.\n\tIt was certainly nothing like Santa Claus. It was small and\n\tleathery looking, with a large, knobby, bald head exactly like\n\ta potato. Ron held it at arm's length as it kicked out at him\n\twith its horny little feet; he grasped it around the ankles\n\tand turned it upside down.\n\t [ Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, by J.K. Rowling ]"},{"keys":["goblin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNow goblins are cruel, wicked, and bad-hearted. They make\n\tno beautiful things, but they make many clever ones. They\n\tcan tunnel and mine as well as any but the most skilled\n\tdwarves, when they take the trouble, though they are usually\n\tuntidy and dirty. Hammers, axes, swords, daggers, pickaxes,\n\ttongs, and also instruments of torture, they make very well,\n\tor get other people to make to their design, prisoners and\n\tslaves that have to work till they die for want of air and\n\tlight.\n\t [ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["god","goddess"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGoddesses and Gods operate in ones, threesomes, or whole\n\tpantheons of nine or more (see Religion). Most of them claim\n\tto have made the world, and this is indeed a likely claim in\n\tthe case of threesomes or pantheons: Fantasyland does have\n\tthe air of having been made by a committee. But all Goddesses\n\tand Gods, whether they say they made the world or not, have\n\tvery detailed short-term plans for it which they are determined\n\tto carry out. Consequently they tend to push people into the\n\trequired actions by the use of coincidence or Prophecy, or just\n\tby narrowing down your available choices of what to do next:\n\tif a deity is pushing you, things will go miserably badly until\n\tthere is only one choice left to you.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["gold","gold piece"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA metal of characteristic yellow colour, the most precious\n\tmetal used as a common commercial medium of exchange. Symbol,\n\tAu; at. no. 79; at. wt. 197.2. It is the most malleable\n\tand ductile of all metals, and very heavy (sp. gr., 19.3).\n\tIt is quite unalterable by heat, moisture, and most\n\tcorrosive agents, and therefore well suited for its use in\n\tcoin and jewelry.\n\t [ Webster's New International Dictionary\n\t\t of the English Language, Second Edition ]"},{"keys":["gold golem"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe bellows he set away from the fire, and gathered all the tools\n\twherewith he wrought into a silver chest; and with a sponge wiped\n\the his face and his two hands withal, and his mighty neck and\n\tshaggy breast, and put upon him a tunic, and grasped a stout staff,\n\tand went forth halting; but there moved swiftly to support their\n\tlord handmaidens wrought of gold in the semblance of living maids.\n\tIn them is understanding in their hearts, and in them speech and\n\tstrength, and they know cunning handiwork by gift of the immortal\n\tgods.\n\t\t[ The Iliad, by Homer ]"},{"keys":["*golem"],"excludes":["flesh golem","gold golem","straw golem","wood golem","clay golem"],"text":"\t\"The original story harks back, so they say, to the sixteenth\n\tcentury. Using long-lost formulas from the Kabbala, a rabbi is\n\tsaid to have made an artificial man -- the so-called Golem -- to\n\thelp ring the bells in the Synagogue and for all kinds of other\n\tmenial work.\n\t\"But he hadn't made a full man, and it was animated by some sort\n\tof vegetable half-life. What life it had, too, so the story\n\truns, was only derived from the magic charm placed behind its\n\tteeth each day, that drew down to itself what was known as the\n\t`free sidereal strength of the universe.'\n\t\"One evening, before evening prayers, the rabbi forgot to take\n\tthe charm out of the Golem's mouth, and it fell into a frenzy.\n\tIt raged through the dark streets, smashing everything in its\n\tpath, until the rabbi caught up with it, removed the charm, and\n\tdestroyed it. Then the Golem collapsed, lifeless. All that was\n\tleft of it was a small clay image, which you can still see in\n\tthe Old Synagogue.\" ...\n\t [ The Golem, by Gustav Meyrink ]"},{"keys":["grave"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Who'd care to dig 'em,\" said the old, old man,\n\t\"Those six feet marked in chalk?\n\tMuch I talk, more I walk;\n\tTime I were buried,\" said the old, old man.\n\t\t[ Three Songs to the Same Tune, by W.B. Yeats ]"},{"keys":["grayswandir"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhy had I been wearing Grayswandir? Would another weapon have\n\taffected a Logrus-ghost as strongly? Had it really been my\n\tfather, then, who had brought me here? And had he felt I might\n\tneed the extra edge his weapon could provide? I wanted to\n\tthink so, to believe that he had been more than a Pattern-ghost.\n\t\t[ Knight of Shadows, by Roger Zelazny ]"},{"keys":["*grease"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tANOINT, v.t. To grease a king or other great functionary\n\talready sufficiently slippery.\n\t\t[ The Devil's Dictionary, by Ambrose Bierce ]"},{"keys":["gremlin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe gremlin is a highly intelligent and completely evil\n\tcreature. It lives to torment other creatures and will go\n\tto great lengths to inflict pain or cause injury.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tSuddenly, Wilson thought about war, about the newspaper\n\tstories which recounted the alleged existence of creatures in\n\tthe sky who plagued the Allied pilots in their duties. They\n\tcalled them gremlins, he remembered. Were there, actually,\n\tsuch beings? Did they, truly, exist up here, never falling,\n\triding on the wind, apparently of bulk and weight, yet\n\timpervious to gravity?\n\tHe was thinking that when the man appeared again.\n\t\t[ Nightmare at 20,000 Feet, by Richard Matheson ]"},{"keys":["grid bug"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese electronically based creatures are not native to this\n\tuniverse. They appear to come from a world whose laws of\n\tmotion are radically different from ours.\n\t []\n\n\tTron looked to his mate and pilot. \"I'm going to check on\n\tthe beam connection, Yori. You two can keep a watch out for\n\tgrid bugs.\" Tron paced forward along the slender catwalk\n\tthat still seemed awfully insubstantial to Flynn, though he\n\tknew it to be amazingly sturdy. He gazed after Tron, asking\n\thimself what in the world a grid bug was, and hoping that the\n\tbeam connection -- to which he'd given no thought whatsoever\n\tuntil this moment -- was healthy and sound.\"\n\t [ Tron, novel by Brian Daley, story by Steven Lisberger ]"},{"keys":["gunyoki"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe samurai's last meal before battle. It was usually made\n\tup of cooked chestnuts, dried seaweed, and sake."},{"keys":["hachi"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHachi was a dog that went with his master, a professor, to\n\tthe Shibuya train station every morning. In the afternoon,\n\twhen his master was to return from work Hachi would be there\n\twaiting. One day his master died at the office, and did not\n\treturn. For over ten years Hachi returned to the station\n\tevery afternoon to wait for his master. When Hachi died a\n\tstatue was erected on the station platform in his honor. It\n\tis said to bring you luck if you touch his statue."},{"keys":["hallucinat*","potion of hallucination"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAll at once, and without further warning, my reason forsook me\n\taltogether, and I started from Fr. Moffitt's house to go to my\n\tboarding place. The sidewalks were to me one mass of living,\n\tmoving, howling, and ferocious animals. Bears, lions, tigers,\n\twolves, jaguars, leopards, pumas -- all wild beasts of all climes\n\t-- were frothing at the mouth around me and striving to get to me.\n\tRecollect that while all this was hallucination, it was just as\n\treal as if it had been an undeniable and awful reality.\n\t\t[ Fifteen Years in Hell, by Luther Benson ]"},{"keys":["*harp"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA triangular stringed instrument, often Magic. Even when not\n\tMagic, a Harp is surprisingly portable and tough and can be\n\tcarried everywhere on the back of the Bard or Harper in all\n\tweathers. A Harp seldom goes out of tune and never warps.\n\tIts strings break only in very rare instances, usually\n\tbecause the Harper is sulking or crossed in love. This is\n\tjust as well as no one seems to make or sell spare strings.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]\n\n\tAfter breakfast was over, the ogre called out: \"Wife, wife,\n\tbring me my golden harp.\" So she brought it and put it on\n\tthe table before him. Then he said: \"Sing!\" and the golden\n\tharp sang most beautifully. And it went on singing till the\n\togre fell asleep, and commenced to snore like thunder.\n\tThen Jack lifted up the copper-lid very quietly and got down\n\tlike a mouse and crept on hands and knees till he came to the\n\ttable, when up he crawled, caught hold of the golden harp and\n\tdashed with it towards the door. But the harp called out\n\tquite loud: \"Master! Master!\" and the ogre woke up just in\n\ttime to see Jack running off with his harp.\n\t\t[ Jack and the Beanstalk, from English Fairy Tales,\n\t\t by Joseph Jacobs ]"},{"keys":["hawaiian*shirt"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t'One of the things he can't do, he can't ride a horse,' he\n\tsaid. Then he stiffened as if sandbagged by a sudden\n\trecollection, gave a small yelp of terror and dashed into\n\tthe gloom. When he returned, the being called Twoflower was\n\thanging limply over his shoulder. It was small and skinny,\n\tand dressed very oddly in a pair of knee-length britches and\n\ta shirt in such a violent and vivid conflict of colours that\n\tthe Weasel's fastidious eye was offended even in the half-light.\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["healer","* healer","attendant","doctor","physician"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI swear by Apollo the physician, and Aesculapius, and Health,\n\tand All-heal, and all the gods and goddesses, that, according\n\tto my ability and judgment, I will keep this Oath and this\n\tstipulation -- to reckon him who taught me this Art equally dear\n\tto me as my parents, to share my substance with him, and relieve\n\this necessities if required; to look upon his offspring in the\n\tsame footing as my own brothers, and to teach them this art, if\n\tthey shall wish to learn it, without fee or stipulation; and\n\tthat by precept, lecture, and every other mode of instruction,\n\tI will impart a knowledge of the Art to my own sons, and those\n\tof my teachers, and to disciples bound by a stipulation and oath\n\taccording to the law of medicine, but to none others. I will\n\tfollow that system of regimen which, according to my ability and\n\tjudgment, I consider for the benefit of my patients, and abstain\n\tfrom whatever is deleterious and mischievous. [...]\n\t\t[ Hippocrates' Oath, translated by Francis Adams ]\n\n\tPHYSICIAN, n. One upon whom we set our hopes when ill and our\n\tdogs when well.\n\t\t[ The Devil's Dictionary, by Ambrose Bierce ]"},{"keys":["heart of ahriman"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe other three drew in their breath sharply, and the dark,\n\tpowerful man who stood at the head of the sarcophagus whispered:\n\t\"The Heart of Ahriman!\" The other lifted a quick hand\n\tfor silence. Somewhere a dog began howling dolefully, and a\n\tstealthy step padded outside the barred and bolted door. ...\n\tBut none looked aside from the mummy case over which the man\n\tin the ermine-trimmed robe was now moving the great flaming\n\tjewel, while he muttered an incantation that was old when\n\tAtlantis sank. The glare of the gem dazzled their eyes, so\n\tthat they could not be sure what they saw; but with a\n\tsplintering crash, the carven lid of the sarcophagus burst\n\toutward as if from some irresistible pressure applied from\n\twithin and the four men, bending eagerly forward, saw the\n\toccupant -- a huddled, withered, wizened shape, with dried\n\tbrown limbs like dead wood showing through moldering bandages.\n\t\"Bring that thing back?\" muttered the small dark man who\n\tstood on the right, with a short, sardonic laugh. \"It is\n\tready to crumble at a touch. We are fools ---\"\n\t\t[ Conan the Conqueror, by Robert E. Howard ]"},{"keys":["hell hound*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut suddenly they started forward in a rigid, fixed stare,\n\tand his lips parted in amazement. At the same instant Lestrade\n\tgave a yell of terror and threw himself face downward upon the\n\tground. I sprang to my feet, my inert hand grasping my pistol,\n\tmy mind paralyzed by the dreadful shape which had sprung out\n\tupon us from the shadows of the fog. A hound it was, an\n\tenormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes\n\thave ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes\n\tglowed with a smouldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and\n\tdewlap were outlined in flickering flame. Never in the\n\tdelirious dream of a disordered brain could anything more\n\tsavage, more appalling, more hellish be conceived than that\n\tdark form and savage face which broke upon us out of the wall\n\tof fog.\n\t [ The Hound of the Baskervilles, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ]"},{"keys":["helm*","* helmet"],"excludes":["helm of *","crystal helmet"],"text":"\tA piece of armor designed to protect the head.\n\t(What were you expecting?)"},{"keys":["helm of telepathy"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA helmet which allows the wearer to detect sentient creatures\n\twithin a modest radius, or within the whole level when blind."},{"keys":["helm of opposite alignment"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA helmet which changes the wearer's alignment while worn.\n\tAlignment will change back when the helmet is taken off."},{"keys":["helm of caution"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA helmet which confers the \"warning\" property, sensing the\n\tstrength of threats posed by unseen hostile creatures."},{"keys":["helm of brilliance","crystal helmet"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA helm he set on his head, high of crystal; thereon was many\n\tgemstone, all encompassed with gold; it was Uther's, the noble\n\tking's; it was named Goswhit, each other unlike.\n\t [ Layamon's Brut, translated by Sir Frederic Madden, K.H. ]"},{"keys":["hermes"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMessenger and herald of the Olympians. Being required to do\n\ta great deal of travelling and speaking in public, he became\n\tthe god of eloquence, travellers, merchants, and thieves. He\n\twas one of the most energetic of the Greek gods, a\n\tMachiavellian character full of trickery and sexual vigour.\n\tLike other Greek gods, he is endowed with not-inconsiderable\n\tsexual prowess which he directs towards countryside nymphs.\n\tHe is a god of boundaries, guardian of graves and patron deity\n\tof shepherds. He is usually depicted as a handsome young\n\tman wearing winged golden sandals and holding a magical\n\therald's staff consisting of intertwined serpents, the\n\tkerykeion. He is reputedly the only being able to find his way\n\tto the underworld ferry of Charon and back again. He is said\n\tto have invented, among other things, the lyre, Pan's Pipes,\n\tnumbers, the alphabet, weights and measures, and sacrificing."},{"keys":["hezrou"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Hezrou\" is the common name for the type II demon. It is\n\tamong the weaker of demons, but still quite formidable,\n\tmostly due to the stench."},{"keys":["hippocrates"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGreek physician, recognized as the father of medicine. He\n\tis believed to have been born on the island of Cos, to have\n\tstudied under his father, a physician, to have traveled for\n\tsome time, perhaps studying in Athens, and to have then\n\treturned to practice, teach, and write at Cos. The\n\tHippocratic or Coan school that formed around him was of\n\tenormous importance in separating medicine from superstition\n\tand philosophic speculation, placing it on a strictly\n\tscientific plane based on objective observation and critical\n\tdeductive reasoning.\n\t\t[ The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition ]"},{"keys":["hobbit"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHobbits are an unobtrusive but very ancient people, more\n\tnumerous formerly than they are today; for they love peace\n\tand quiet and good tilled earth: a well-ordered and well-\n\tfarmed countryside was their favourite haunt. They do not\n\tand did not understand or like machines more complicated\n\tthan a forge-bellows, a water-mill, or a handloom, although\n\tthey were skillful with tools. Even in ancient days they\n\twere, as a rule, shy of \"the Big Folk\", as they call us, and\n\tnow they avoid us with dismay and are becoming hard to find.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["hobgoblin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHobgoblin. Used by the Puritans and in later times for\n\twicked goblin spirits, as in Bunyan's \"Hobgoblin nor foul\n\tfriend\", but its more correct use is for the friendly spirits\n\tof the brownie type. In \"A midsummer night's dream\" a\n\tfairy says to Shakespeare's Puck:\n\t\tThose that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck,\n\t\tYou do their work, and they shall have good luck:\n\t\tAre you not he?\n\tand obviously Puck would not wish to be called a hobgoblin\n\tif that was an ill-omened word.\n\tHobgoblins are on the whole, good-humoured and ready to be\n\thelpful, but fond of practical joking, and like most of the\n\tfairies rather nasty people to annoy. Boggarts hover on the\n\tverge of hobgoblindom. Bogles are just over the edge.\n\tOne Hob mentioned by Henderson, was Hob Headless who haunted\n\tthe road between Hurworth and Neasham, but could not cross\n\tthe little river Kent, which flowed into the Tess. He was\n\texorcised and laid under a large stone by the roadside for\n\tninety-nine years and a day. If anyone was so unwary as to\n\tsit on that stone, he would be unable to quit it for ever.\n\tThe ninety-nine years is nearly up, so trouble may soon be\n\theard of on the road between Hurworth and Neasham.\n\t\t[ A Dictionary of Fairies, by Katharine Briggs ]"},{"keys":["holy water"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"We want a word with you,\" said Ligur (in a tone of voice\n\tintended to imply that \"word\" was synonymous with \"horrifically\n\tpainful eternity\"), and the squat demon pushed open the office\n\tdoor.\n\tThe bucket teetered, then fell neatly on Ligur's head.\n\tDrop a lump of sodium in water. Watch it flame and burn and\n\tspin around crazily, flaring and sputtering. This was like\n\tthat, just nastier.\n\tThe demon peeled and flared and flickered. Oily brown smoke\n\toozed from it, and it screamed and it screamed and it screamed.\n\tThen it crumpled, folded in on itself, and what was left lay\n\tglistening on the burnt and blackened circle of carpet, looking\n\tlike a handful of mashed slugs.\n\t\"Hi,\" said Crowley to Hastur, who had been walking behind Ligur,\n\tand had unfortunately not been so much as splashed.\n\tThere are some things that are unthinkable; there are some\n\tdepths that not even demons would believe other demons would\n\tstoop to.\n\t\". . . Holy water. You bastard,\" said Hastur. \"You complete\n\t_bastard_. He hadn't never done nothing to _you_.\"\n\t\"Yet,\" corrected Crowley.\n\t\t[ Good Omens, by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["hom*nculus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA homunculus is a creature summoned by a mage to perform some\n\tparticular task. They are particularly good at spying. They\n\tare smallish creatures, but very agile. They can put their\n\tvictims to sleep with a venomous bite, but due to their size,\n\tthe effect does not last long on humans.\n\n\t\"Tothapis cut him off. 'Be still and hearken. You will travel\n\taboard the sacred wingboat. Of it you may not have heard; but\n\tit will bear you thither in a night and a day and a night.\n\tWith you will go a homunculus that can relay your words to me,\n\tand mine to you, across the leagues between at the speed of\n\tthought.'\"\n\t\t[ Conan the Rebel, by Poul Anderson ]"},{"keys":["*hook"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut as for Queequeg -- why, Queequeg sat there among them --\n\tat the head of the table, too, it so chanced; as cool as an\n\ticicle. To be sure I cannot say much for his breeding. His\n\tgreatest admirer could not have cordially justified his\n\tbringing his harpoon into breakfast with him, and using it\n\tthere without ceremony; reaching over the table with it, to\n\tthe imminent jeopardy of many heads, and grappling the\n\tbeefsteaks towards him.\n\t\t[ Moby Dick, by Herman Melville ]"},{"keys":["*horn"],"excludes":["unicorn horn"],"text":"\tRoland hath set the Olifant to his mouth,\n\tHe grasps it well, and with great virtue sounds.\n\tHigh are those peaks, afar it rings and loud,\n\tThirty great leagues they hear its echoes mount.\n\tSo Charles heard, and all his comrades round;\n\tThen said that King: \"Battle they do, our counts!\"\n\tAnd Guenelun answered, contrarious:\n\t\"That were a lie, in any other mouth.\"\n\t\t[ The Song of Roland ]"},{"keys":["horn of plenty","cornucopia"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe infant Zeus was fed with goat's milk by Amalthea,\n\tdaughter of Melisseus, King of Crete. Zeus, in gratitude,\n\tbroke off one of the goat's horns, and gave it to Amalthea,\n\tpromising that the possessor should always have in abundance\n\teverything desired.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]\n\n\tWhen Amalthea's horn\n\tO'er hill and dale the rose-crowned flora pours,\n\tAnd scatters corn and wine, and fruits and flowers.\n\t\t[ Os Lusiadas, by Luis Vaz de Camoes ]"},{"keys":["horned devil","barbed devil"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese devils lack any real special abilities, though they\n\tare quite difficult to kill."},{"keys":["*horse"],"excludes":["horsem*"],"text":"\tKing Richard III: A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!\n\tCatesby: Withdraw, my lord; I'll help you to a horse.\n\tKing Richard III: Slave, I have set my life upon a cast,\n\t And I will stand the hazard of the die:\n\t I think there be six Richmonds in the field;\n\t Five have I slain to-day instead of him.\n\t A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!\n\t\t[ King Richard III, by William Shakespeare ]"},{"keys":["*horsem*","rider*","death","famine","pestilence","war","hunger"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[Pestilence:] And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals,\n\tand I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four\n\tbeasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white\n\thorse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given\n\tunto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.\n\n\t[War:] And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the\n\tsecond beast say, Come and see. And there went out another\n\thorse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon\n\tto take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one\n\tanother: and there was given unto him a great sword.\n\n\t[Famine:] And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the\n\tthird beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black\n\thorse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his\n\thand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say,\n\tA measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley\n\tfor a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine.\n\n\t[Death:] And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the\n\tvoice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and\n\tbehold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death,\n\tand Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over\n\tthe fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with\n\thunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.\n\t\t[ Revelations of John, 6:1-8 ]"},{"keys":["huan*ti"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe first of five mythical Chinese emperors, Huan Ti is known\n\tas the yellow emperor. He rules the _moving_ heavens, as\n\topposed to the _dark_ heavens. He is an inventor, said to\n\thave given mankind among other things, the wheel, armour, and\n\tthe compass. He is the god of fortune telling and war."},{"keys":["hu*h*eto*l","minion of huhetotl"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHuehuetotl, or Huhetotl, which means Old God, was the Aztec\n\t(classical Mesoamerican) god of fire. He is generally\n\tassociated with paternalism and one of the group classed\n\tas the Xiuhtecuhtli complex. He is known to send his\n\tminions to wreak havoc upon ordinary humans.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["humanoid"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHumanoids are all approximately the size of a human, and may\n\tbe mistaken for one at a distance. They are usually of a\n\ttribal nature, and will fiercely defend their lairs. Usually\n\thostile, they may even band together to raid and pillage\n\thuman settlements."},{"keys":["human","chieftain","guard","ninja","nurse","ronin","student","warrior","*watch*","human or elf*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese strange creatures live mostly on the surface of the\n\tearth, gathering together in societies of various forms, but\n\toccasionally a stray will descend into the depths and commit\n\tmayhem among the dungeon residents who, naturally, often\n\tresent the intrusion of such beasts. They are capable of\n\tusing weapons and magic, and it is even rumored that the\n\tWizard of Yendor is a member of this species."},{"keys":["hunter"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhat of the hunting, hunter bold?\n\tBrother, the watch was long and cold.\n\tWhat of the quarry ye went to kill?\n\tBrother, he crops in the jungle still.\n\tWhere is the power that made your pride?\n\tBrother, it ebbs from my flank and side.\n\tWhere is the haste that ye hurry by?\n\tBrother, I go to my lair to die.\n\t\t[ The Jungle Book, by Rudyard Kipling ]"},{"keys":["ice","* ice","frozen *"],"excludes":["ice box"],"text":"\tIce, white ice, like a winding-sheet, sheathing each smoke-grimed wall;\n\tIce on the stove-pipe, ice on the bed, ice gleaming over all;\n\tSparkling ice on the dead man's chest, glittering ice in his hair,\n\tIce on his fingers, ice in his heart, ice in his glassy stare;\n\tHard as a log and trussed like a frog, with his arms and legs outspread.\n\tI gazed at the coffin I'd brought for him, and I gazed at the gruesome dead,\n\tAnd at last I spoke: \"Bill liked his joke; but still, goldarn his eyes,\n\tA man had ought to consider his mates in the way he goes and dies.\"\n\t\t[ The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill, by Robert W. Service ]"},{"keys":["ice box"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI have eaten\n\tthe plums\n\tthat were in\n\tthe icebox\n\n\tand which\n\tyou were probably\n\tsaving\n\tfor breakfast\n\n\tForgive me\n\tthey were delicious\n\tso sweet\n\tand so cold\n\t\t[ This Is Just To Say, by William Carlos Williams ]"},{"keys":["ice devil"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIce devils are large semi-insectoid creatures, who are\n\tequally at home in the fires of Hell and the cold of Limbo,\n\tand who can cause the traveller to feel the latter with just\n\ta touch of their tail."},{"keys":["idefix"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnother clever translation [of the _Asterix_ character names]\n\tis that of Idefix. An _idee fixe_ is a \"fixed idea\", i.e.\n\tan obsession, a dogma. The translation, Dogmatix, manages to\n\tconserve the \"fixed idea\" meaning and also include the syllable\n\tdog -- perfect, given that the character is a dog who has very\n\tstrong views on the environment (he howls whenever he sees an\n\tuprooted tree).\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["imp","imp or minor demon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t ... imps ... little creatures of two feet high that could\n\tgambol and jump prodigiously; ...\n\t\t[ The Charwoman's Shadow, by Lord Dunsany ]\n\n\tAn 'imp' is an off-shoot or cutting. Thus an 'ymp tree' was\n\ta grafted tree, or one grown from a cutting, not from seed.\n\t'Imp' properly means a small devil, an off-shoot of Satan,\n\tbut the distinction between goblins or bogles and imps from\n\thell is hard to make, and many in the Celtic countries as\n\twell as the English Puritans regarded all fairies as devils.\n\tThe fairies of tradition often hover uneasily between the\n\tghostly and the diabolic state.\n\t\t[ A Dictionary of Fairies, by Katharine Briggs ]"},{"keys":["incubus","succubus","amorous demon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe incubus and succubus are male and female versions of the\n\tsame demon, one who lies with a human for its own purposes,\n\tusually to the detriment of the mortals who are unwise in\n\ttheir dealings with them."},{"keys":["*insect","*insects"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA minute invertebrate animal; one of the class _Insecta_.\n\tThe true insects or hexapods have the body divided into a\n\thead, a thorax of 3 segments, each of which bears a pair of\n\tlegs, and an abdomen of 7 to 11 segments, and in development\n\tusually pass through a metamorphosis. There are usually 2\n\tpairs of wings, sometimes one pair or none.\n\t\t[ Webster's Comprehensive International Dictionary\n\t\t of the English Language ]\n\n\tElse, if thou refuse to let my people go, behold, to morrow\n\twill I bring the locusts into thy coast:\n\tAnd they shall cover the face of the earth, that one cannot\n\tbe able to see the earth: and they shall eat the residue of\n\tthat which is escaped, which remaineth unto you from the hail,\n\tand shall eat every tree which groweth for you out of the field:\n\tAnd they shall fill thy houses, and the houses of all thy\n\tservants, and the houses of all the Egyptians; which neither\n\tthy fathers, nor thy fathers' fathers have seen, since the day\n\tthat they were upon the earth unto this day. And he turned\n\thimself, and went out from Pharaoh.\n\t\t[ Exodus, 10:4-6 ]"},{"keys":["*iron ball","*iron chain"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"You are fettered, \" said Scrooge, trembling. \"Tell me why?\"\n\t\"I wear the chain I forged in life,\" replied the Ghost. \"I\n\tmade it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my\n\town free will, and of my own free will I wore it. Is its\n\tpattern strange to you?\"\n\tScrooge trembled more and more.\n\t\"Or would you know,\" pursued the Ghost, \"the weight and\n\tlength of the strong coil you bear yourself? It was full as\n\theavy and as long as this, seven Christmas Eves ago. You\n\thave laboured on it, since. It is a ponderous chain!\"\n\t\t[ A Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens ]"},{"keys":["iron bars"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tStone walls do not a prison make,\n\t Nor iron bars a cage;\n\tMinds innocent and quiet take\n\t That for an hermitage;\n\tIf I have freedom in my love,\n\t And in my soul am free,\n\tAngels alone that soar above\n\t Enjoy such liberty.\n\t\t[ To Althea from Prison, by Richard Lovelace ]"},{"keys":["ishtar"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIshtar (the star of heaven) is the Mesopotamian goddess of\n\tfertility and war. She is usually depicted with wings and\n\tweapon cases at her shoulders, carrying a ceremonial double-\n\theaded mace-scimitar embellished with lion heads, frequently\n\tbeing accompanied by a lion. She is symbolized by an eight-\n\tpointed star.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["issek"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNow Issek of the Jug, whom Fafhrd chose to serve, was once\n\tof the most lowly and unsuccessful of the gods, godlets\n\trather, in Lankhmar. He had dwelt there for about thirteen\n\tyears, during which time he had traveled only two squares up\n\tthe Street of the Gods and was now back again, ready for\n\toblivion. He is not to be confused with Issek the Armless,\n\tIssek of the Burnt Legs, Flayed Issek, or any other of the\n\tnumerous and colorfully mutilated divinities of that name.\n\tIndeed, his unpopularity may have been due in part to the\n\tfact that the manner of his death -- racking -- was not\n\tdeemed particularly spectacular. ... However, after Fafhrd\n\tbecame his acolyte, things somehow began to change.\n\t\t[ Swords In The Mist, by Fritz Leiber ]"},{"keys":["izchak"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe shopkeeper of the lighting shop in the town level of the\n\tgnomish mines is a tribute to Izchak Miller, a founding member\n\tof the NetHack development team and a personal friend of a large\n\tnumber of us. Izchak contributed greatly to the game, coding a\n\tlarge amount of the shopkeep logic (hence the nature of the tribute)\n\tas well as a good part of the alignment system, the prayer code and\n\tthe rewrite of \"hell\" in the 3.1 release. Izchak was a professor\n\tof Philosophy, who taught at many respected institutions, including\n\tMIT and Stanford, and who also worked, for a period of time, at\n\tXerox PARC. Izchak was the first \"librarian\" of the NetHack project,\n\tand was a founding member of the DevTeam, joining in 1986 while he\n\twas working at the University of Pennsylvania (hence our former\n\tmailing list address). Until the 3.1.3 release, Izchak carefully\n\tkept all of the code synchronized and arbitrated disputes between\n\tmembers of the development teams. Izchak Miller passed away at the\n\tage of 58, in the early morning hours of April 1, 1994 from\n\tcomplications due to cancer. We then dedicated NetHack 3.2 in his\n\tmemory.\n\t\t\t[ Mike Stephenson, for the NetHack DevTeam ]"},{"keys":["jabberwock","vorpal*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!\n\t The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!\n\tBeware the Jubjub bird, and shun\n\t The frumious Bandersnatch!\"\n\n\tHe took his vorpal sword in hand;\n\t Long time the manxome foe he sought --\n\tSo rested he by the Tumtum tree,\n\t And stood awhile in thought.\n\n\tAnd, as in uffish thought he stood,\n\t The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,\n\tCame whiffling through the tulgey wood,\n\t And burbled as it came!\n\n\tOne, two! One, two! And through and through\n\t The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!\n\tHe left it dead, and with its head\n\t He went galumphing back.\n\t\t\t\t[ Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carroll ]"},{"keys":["jacinth*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSweet in the rough weather\n\t The voice of the turtle-dove\n\t'Beautiful altogether\n\t Is my Love.\n\t His Hands are open spread for love\n\tAnd full of jacinth stones\n\t As the apple-tree among trees of the grove\n\tIs He among the sons.'\n\t\t[ The Beloved, by May Probyn ]"},{"keys":["jackal"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn Asiatic folktale, jackal provides for the lion; he scares\n\tup game, which the lion kills and eats, and receives what is\n\tleft as reward. In stories from northern India he is\n\tsometimes termed \"minister to the king,\" i.e. to the lion.\n\tFrom the legend that he does not kill his own food has arisen\n\tthe legend of his cowardice. Jackal's heart must never be\n\teaten, for instance, in the belief of peoples indigenous to\n\tthe regions where the jackal abounds. ... In Hausa Negro\n\tfolktale Jackal plays the role of sagacious judge and is\n\tcalled \"O Learned One of the Forest.\" The Bushmen say that\n\tJackal goes around behaving the way he does \"because he is\n\tJackal\".\n\t\t[ Funk & Wagnalls Standard Dictionary of Folklore ]"},{"keys":["*jack*boot*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA large boot extending over the knee, acting as protective\n\tarmour for the leg, worn by troopers in the 17th and 18th\n\tcenturies and later. It is still the type of boot worn by\n\tthe Household Cavalry and was adopted by fishermen and others\n\tbefore the advent of gum boots. Figuratively, _to be under the\n\tjack-boot_ is to be controlled by a brutal military regime.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["jade*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNothing grew among the ruins of the city. The streets were\n\tbroken and the walls of the houses had fallen, but there were\n\tno weeds flowering in the cracks and it seemed that the city\n\thad but recently been brought down by an earthquake. Only\n\tone thing still stood intact, towering over the ruins. It\n\twas a gigantic statue of white, gray and green jade - the\n\tstatue of a naked youth with a face of almost feminine beauty\n\tthat turned sightless eyes toward the north.\n\t\"The eyes!\" Duke Avan Astran said. \"They're gone!\"\n\t\t[ The Jade Man's Eyes, by Michael Moorcock ]"},{"keys":["jaguar"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLarge, flesh-eating animal of the cat family, of Central and\n\tSouth America. This feline predator (_Panthera onca_) is\n\tsometimes incorrectly called a panther.\n\t [ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]"},{"keys":["jellyfish"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI do not care to share the seas\n\tWith jellyfishes such as these;\n\tParticularly Portuguese.\n\t [ Lines on Meeting a Portuguese Man-o'-war while Bathing,\n\t by Michael Flanders ]"},{"keys":["juiblex","jubilex"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLittle is known about the Faceless Lord, even the correct\n\tspelling of his name. He does not have a physical form as\n\twe know it, and those who have peered into his realm claim\n\the is a slime-like creature who swallows other creatures\n\talive, spits acidic secretions, and causes disease in his\n\tvictims which can be almost instantly fatal."},{"keys":["k?ration","c?ration"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe C ration was a predecessor of the K ration.\n\t\t[]\n\tThe K ration was the [ Quartermaster Subsistence Research\n\tand Development Laboratory's ] answer to the demand for an\n\tindividual, easy-to-carry ration that could be used in\n\tassault and combat operations. It was noted for compactness\n\tand superior packaging and was acknowledged as the ration\n\tthat provided the greatest variety of nutritionally balanced\n\tcomponents within the smallest space.\n\t\t[ Special Rations for the Armed Forces, 1946-53,\n\t\t by Franz A. Koehler ]"},{"keys":["kabuto"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe kabuto is the helmet worn by the samurai. It was\n\tcharacterized by a prominent beaked front which jutted out over\n\tthe brow to protect the wearer's face; a feature that gives\n\trise to their modern Japanese name of 'shokaku tsuki kabuto'\n\t(battering-ram helmet). Their main constructional element\n\twas an oval plate, the shokaku bo, slightly domed for the\n\thead with a narrow prolongation in front that curved forwards\n\tand downwards where it developed a pronounced central\n\tfold. Two horizontal strips encircling the head were riveted\n\tto this frontal strip: the lower one, the koshimaki (hip\n\twrap), formed the lower edge of the helmet bowl; the other,\n\tthe do maki (body wrap), was set at about the level of the\n\ttemples. Filling the gaps between these strips and the shokaku\n\tbo were small plates, sometimes triangular but more commonly\n\trectangular in shape. Because the front projected so\n\tfar from the head, the triangular gap beneath was filled by\n\ta small plate, the shoshaku tei ita, whose rear edge bent\n\tdownwards into a flange that rested against the forehead.\n\t [ Arms & Armour of the Samurai, by Bottomley & Hopson ]"},{"keys":["katana"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe katana is a long, single-edged samurai sword with a\n\tslightly curved blade. Its long handle is designed to allow\n\tit to be wielded with either one or two hands."},{"keys":["kelp*","*frond"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI noticed that all the plants were attached to the soil by\n\tan almost imperceptible bond. Devoid of roots, they seemed\n\tnot to require any nourishment from sand, soil, or pebble.\n\tAll they required was a point of support -- nothing else.\n\tThese plants are self-propagated, and their existence depends\n\tentirely on the water that supports and nourishes them.\n\tMost of them do not sprout leaves, but sprout blades of\n\tvarious whimsical shapes, and their colors are limited to\n\tpink, carmine, green, olive, fawn, and brown. I had the\n\topportunity to observe once more -- not the dried specimens\n\tI had studied on the _Nautilus_ -- but the fresh, living\n\tspecimens in their native setting.\n\t\t[ 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, by Jules Verne ]"},{"keys":["ki-rin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe ki-rin is a strange-looking wingless flying creature.\n\tIt has scales, a mane like a lion, a tail, four legs with\n\thooves, and a horn like a unicorn's. It is brightly colored,\n\tand can usually be found flying in the sky looking for good\n\tdeeds to reward."},{"keys":["king arthur","*arthur"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tEctor took both his sons to the church before which the\n\tanvil had been placed. There, standing before the anvil, he\n\tcommanded Kay: \"Put the sword back into the steel if you\n\treally think the throne is yours!\" But the sword glanced\n\toff the steel. \"Now it is your turn\", Ector said facing\n\tArthur.\n\tThe young man lifted the sword and thrust with both arms; the\n\tblade whizzed through the air with a flash and drilled the\n\tmetal as if it were mere butter. Ector and Kay dropped to\n\ttheir knees before Arthur.\n\t\"Why, father and brother, do you bow before me?\", Arthur asked\n\twith wonder in his voice.\n\t\"Because now I know for sure that you are the king, not only\n\tby birth but also by law\", Ector said. \"You are no son of\n\tmine nor are you Kay's brother. Immediately after your birth,\n\tMerlin the Wise brought you to me to be raised safely. And\n\tthough it was me that named you Arthur when you were baptized,\n\tyou are really the son of brave king Uther Pendragon and queen\n\tIgraine...\"\n\tAnd after these words, the lord rose and went to see the arch-\n\tbishop to impart to him what had passed.\n\t [ Van Gouden Tijden Zingen de Harpen, by Vladimir Hulpach,\n\t\tEmanuel Frynta, and Vackav Cibula ]"},{"keys":["knife","stiletto"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPossibly perceiving an expression of dubiosity on their\n\tfaces, the globetrotter went on adhering to his adventures.\n\n\t-- And I seen a man killed in Trieste by an Italian chap.\n\tKnife in his back. Knife like that.\n\n\tWhilst speaking he produced a dangerous looking clasp knife,\n\tquite in keeping with his character, and held it in the\n\tstriking position.\n\n\t-- In a knockingshop it was count of a tryon between two\n\tsmugglers. Fellow hid behind a door, come up behind him.\n\tLike that. Prepare to meet your God, says he. Chuck! It\n\twent into his back up to the butt.\n\t\t[ Ulysses, by James Joyce ]"},{"keys":["knight","* knight"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHere lies the noble fearless knight,\n\tWhose valour rose to such a height;\n\tWhen Death at last had struck him down,\n\tHis was the victory and renown.\n\tHe reck'd the world of little prize,\n\tAnd was a bugbear in men's eyes;\n\tBut had the fortune in his age\n\tTo live a fool and die a sage.\n\t [ Don Quixote of La Mancha, by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra ]"},{"keys":["*kobold*"],"excludes":["kobold ??m*"],"text":"\tThe race of kobolds are reputed to be an artificial creation\n\tof a master wizard (demi-god?). They are about 3' tall with\n\ta vaguely dog-like face. They bear a violent dislike of the\n\tElven race, and will go out of their way to cause trouble\n\tfor Elves at any time."},{"keys":["*kop*","rubber hose"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Kops are a brilliant concept. To take a gaggle of inept\n\tpolicemen and display them over and over again in a series of\n\triotously funny physical punishments plays equally well to the\n\tpeanut gallery and the expensive box seats. People hate cops.\n\tEven people who have never had anything to do with cops hate\n\tthem. Of course, we count on them to keep order and to protect\n\tus when we need protecting, and we love them on television shows\n\tin which they have nerves of steel and hearts of gold, but in\n\tthe abstract, as a nation, collectively we hate them. They are\n\ttoo much like high school principals. We're very happy to see\n\ttheir pants fall down, and they look good to us with pie on\n\ttheir faces. The Keystone Kops turn up--and they get punished\n\tfor it, as they crash into each other, fall down, and suffer\n\tindignity after indignity. Here is pure movie satisfaction.\n\n\tThe Kops are very skillfully presented. The comic originality\n\tand timing in one of their chase scenes requires imagination\n\tto think up, talent to execute, understanding of the medium,\n\tand, of course, raw courage to perform. The Kops are madmen\n\tpresented as incompetents, and they're madmen rushing around\n\tin modern machines. What's more, the machines they were operating\n\tin their routines were newly invented and not yet experienced\n\tby the average moviegoer. (In the early days of automobiles,\n\tit was reported that there were only two cars registered in all\n\tof Kansas City, and they ran into each other. There is both\n\tpoetry and philosophy in this fact, but most of all, there is\n\thumor. Sennett got the humor.)\n\t\t[ Silent Stars, by Jeanine Basinger ]"},{"keys":["kos"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"I am not a coward!\" he cried. \"I'll dare Thieves' House\n\tand fetch you Krovas' head and toss it with blood a-drip at\n\tVlana's feet. I swear that, witness me, Kos the god of\n\tdooms, by the brown bones of Nalgron my father and by his\n\tsword Graywand here at my side!\"\n\t [ Swords and Deviltry, by Fritz Leiber ]"},{"keys":["koto"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA Japanese harp."},{"keys":["kraken"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOut from the water a long sinuous tentacle had crawled; it\n\twas pale-green and luminous and wet. Its fingered end had\n\thold of Frodo's foot, and was dragging him into the water.\n\tSam on his knees was now slashing at it with a knife. The\n\tarm let go of Frodo, and Sam pulled him away, crying out\n\tfor help. Twenty other arms came rippling out. The dark\n\twater boiled, and there was a hideous stench.\n\t [ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["the lady","lady","lady luck","offler"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBlind Io took up the dice-box, which was a skull whose various\n\torifices had been stoppered with rubies, and with several of\n\this eyes on the Lady he rolled three fives. She smiled. This\n\twas the nature of the Lady's eyes: they were bright green,\n\tlacking iris or pupil, and they glowed from within.\n\n\tThe room was silent as she scrabbled in her box of pieces and,\n\tfrom the very bottom, produced a couple that she set down on\n\tthe board with two decisive clicks. The rest of the players,\n\tas one God, craned forward to peer at them.\n\n\t\"A wenegade wiffard and fome fort of clerk,\" said Offler the\n\tCrocodile God, hindered as usual by his tusks. \"Well,\n\tweally!\" With one claw he pushed a pile of bone-white tokens\n\tinto the centre of the table.\n\n\tThe Lady nodded slightly. She picked up the dice-cup and held\n\tit as steady as a rock, yet all the Gods could hear the three\n\tcubes rattling about inside. And then she sent them bouncing\n\tacross the table.\n\n\tA six. A three. A five.\n\n\tSomething was happening to the five, however. Battered by the\n\tchance collision of several billion molecules, the die flipped\n\tonto a point, spun gently and came down a seven. Blind Io\n\tpicked up the cube and counted the sides.\n\n\t\"Come _on_,\" he said wearily, \"Play fair.\"\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["*lamp"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhen he came to himself he told his mother what had passed,\n\tand showed her the lamp and the fruits he had gathered in the\n\tgarden, which were in reality precious stones. He then asked\n\tfor some food.\n\n\t\"Alas! child,\" she said, \"I have nothing in the house, but I\n\thave spun a little cotton and will go and sell it.\"\n\n\tAladdin bade her keep her cotton, for he would sell the lamp\n\tinstead. As it was very dirty she began to rub it, that it\n\tmight fetch a higher price. Instantly a hideous genie\n\tappeared, and asked what she would have. She fainted away,\n\tbut Aladdin, snatching the lamp, said boldly:\n\t\"Fetch me something to eat!\"\n\t\t[ Aladdin, from The Arabian Nights, by Andrew Lang ]"},{"keys":["lance"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWith this the wind increased, and the mill sails began to turn\n\tabout; which Don Quixote espying, said, 'Although thou movest\n\tmore arms than the giant Briareus thou shalt stoop to me.'\n\tAnd, after saying this, and commending himself most devoutly\n\tto his Lady Dulcinea, desiring her to succor him in that trance,\n\tcovering himself well with his buckler, and setting his lance\n\ton his rest, he spurred on Rozinante, and encountered with the\n\tfirst mill that was before him, and, striking his lance into\n\tthe sail, the wind swung it about with such fury, that it broke\n\this lance into shivers, carrying him and his horse after it,\n\tand finally tumbled him a good way off from it on the field in\n\tevil plight.\n\t [ Don Quixote of La Mancha, by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra ]"},{"keys":["land mine"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYour heart is intact, your brain is not badly damaged, but the rest\n\tof your injuries are comparable to stepping on a land mine. You'd\n\tnever walk again, and you'd be in great pain. You would come to\n\twish you had not survived.\n\t\t[ Steel Beach, by John Varley ]"},{"keys":["*lantern"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhile pretending to be a fancy safety lamp, it is in fact\n\tbattery powered. A discreet little switch is marked \"on/off\"\n\tin elaborate lettering.\n\t\t[ Adventure 770, by Mike Arnautov ]"},{"keys":["lava","* lava"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYou are on the edge of a breath-taking view. Far below you\n\tis an active volcano, from which great gouts of molten lava\n\tcome surging out, cascading back down into the depths. The\n\tglowing rock fills the farthest reaches of the cavern with a\n\tblood-red glare, giving everything an eerie, macabre appearance.\n\tThe air is filled with flickering sparks of ash and a heavy\n\tsmell of brimstone. The walls are hot to the touch, and the\n\tthundering of the volcano drowns out all other sounds.\n\tEmbedded in the jagged roof far overhead are myriad twisted\n\tformations composed of pure white alabaster, which scatter the\n\tmurky light into sinister apparitions upon the walls. To one\n\tside is a deep gorge, filled with a bizarre chaos of tortured\n\trock which seems to have been crafted by the devil himself.\n\tAn immense river of fire crashes out from the depths of the\n\tvolcano, burns its way through the gorge, and plummets into a\n\tbottomless pit far off to your left. To the right, an immense\n\tgeyser of blistering steam erupts continuously from a barren\n\tisland in the center of a sulfurous lake, which bubbles\n\tominously. The far right wall is aflame with an incandescence\n\tof its own, which lends an additional infernal splendor to the\n\talready hellish scene. A dark, forboding passage exits to the\n\tsouth.\n\t\t[ Adventure, by Will Crowther and Don Woods ]"},{"keys":["leash"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey had splendid heads, fine shoulders, strong legs, and\n\tstraight tails. The spots on their bodies were jet-black and\n\tmostly the size of a two-shilling piece; they had smaller\n\tspots on their heads, legs, and tails. Their noses and eye-\n\trims were black. Missis had a most winning expression.\n\tPongo, though a dog born to command, had a twinkle in his\n\teye. They walked side by side with great dignity, only\n\tputting the Dearlys on the leash to lead them over crossings.\n\t\t[ The Hundred and One Dalmatians, by Dodie Smith ]"},{"keys":["lembas*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn the morning, as they were beginning to pack their slender\n\tgoods, Elves that could speak their tongue came to them and\n\tbrought them many gifts of food and clothing for their\n\tjourney. The food was mostly in the form of very thin cakes,\n\tmade of a meal that was baked a light brown on the outside,\n\tand inside was the colour of cream. Gimli took up one of the\n\tcakes and looked at it with a doubtful eye.\n\t'Cram,' he said under his breath, as he broke off a crisp\n\tcorner and nibbled at it. His expression quickly changed,\n\tand he ate all the rest of the cake with relish.\n\t'No more, no more!' cried the Elves laughing. 'You have\n\teaten enough already for a long day's march.'\n\t'I thought it was only a kind of cram, such as the Dalemen\n\tmake for journeys in the wild,' said the Dwarf.\n\t'So it is,' they answered. 'But we call it lembas or\n\twaybread, and it is more strengthening than any foods made by\n\tMen, and it is more pleasant than cram, by all accounts.'\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["lemure","larvae"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Larvae (Lemures) are Roman spirits of deceased family\n\tmembers. These malignant spirits dwell throughout the house\n\tand frighten the inhabitants. People tried to reconcile or\n\tavert the Larvae with strange ceremonies which took place on\n\tMay 9, 11, and 13; this was called the \"Feast of the Lemures\".\n\tThe master of the house usually performed these ceremonies,\n\teither by offering black beans to the spirits or chasing them\n\taway by making a lot of noise. Their counterparts are the\n\tLares, friendly and beneficent house spirits.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["leocrotta","leu*otta"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... the leucrocotta, a wild beast of extraordinary swiftness,\n\tthe size of the wild ass, with the legs of a Stag, the neck,\n\ttail, and breast of a lion, the head of a badger, a cloven\n\thoof, the mouth slit up as far as the ears, and one continuous\n\tbone instead of teeth; it is said, too, that this animal can\n\timitate the human voice.\n\t\t[ Curious Creatures in Zoology, by John Ashton ]"},{"keys":["leprechaun"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Irish Leprechaun is the Faeries' shoemaker and is known\n\tunder various names in different parts of Ireland:\n\tCluricaune in Cork, Lurican in Kerry, Lurikeen in Kildare\n\tand Lurigadaun in Tipperary. Although he works for the\n\tFaeries, the Leprechaun is not of the same species. He is\n\tsmall, has dark skin and wears strange clothes. His nature\n\thas something of the manic-depressive about it: first he\n\tis quite happy, whistling merrily as he nails a sole on to a\n\tshoe; a few minutes later, he is sullen and morose, drunk\n\ton his home-made heather ale. The Leprechaun's two great\n\tloves are tobacco and whiskey, and he is a first-rate con-man,\n\timpossible to out-fox. No one, no matter how clever, has ever\n\tmanaged to cheat him out of his hidden pot of gold or his\n\tmagic shilling. At the last minute he always thinks of some\n\tway to divert his captor's attention and vanishes in the\n\ttwinkling of an eye.\n\t\t[ A Field Guide to the Little People\n\t\t by Nancy Arrowsmith & George Moorse ]"},{"keys":["*lich"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut on its heels ere the sunset faded, there came a second\n\tapparition, striding with incredible strides and halting when\n\tit loomed almost upon me in the red twilight-the monstrous mummy\n\tof some ancient king still crowned with untarnished gold but\n\tturning to my gaze a visage that more than time or the worm had\n\twasted. Broken swathings flapped about the skeleton legs, and\n\tabove the crown that was set with sapphires and orange rubies, a\n\tblack something swayed and nodded horribly; but, for an instant,\n\tI did not dream what it was. Then, in its middle, two oblique\n\tand scarlet eyes opened and glowed like hellish coals, and two\n\tophidian fangs glittered in an ape-like mouth. A squat, furless,\n\tshapeless head on a neck of disproportionate extent leaned\n\tunspeakably down and whispered in the mummy's ear. Then, with\n\tone stride, the titanic lich took half the distance between us,\n\tand from out the folds of the tattered sere-cloth a gaunt arm\n\tarose, and fleshless, taloned fingers laden with glowering gems,\n\treached out and fumbled for my throat . . .\n\t\t[ The Abominations of Yondo, by Clark Ashton Smith ]"},{"keys":["lichen"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe chamber was of unhewn rock, round, as near as might\n\tbe, eighteen or twenty feet across, and gay with rich\n\tvariety of fern and moss and lichen. The fern was in\n\tits winter still, or coiling for the spring-tide; but\n\tmoss was in abundant life, some feathering, and some\n\tgobleted, and some with fringe of red to it.\n\t\t[ Lorna Doone, by R.D. Blackmore ]"},{"keys":["* light","light"],"excludes":["* of light"],"text":"\tStrange creatures formed from energy rather than matter,\n\tlights are given to self-destructive behavior when battling\n\tfoes."},{"keys":["gecko","iguana","lizard"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLizards, snakes and the burrowing amphisbaenids make up the\n\torder Squamata, meaning the scaly ones. The elongate, slim,\n\tlong-tailed bodies of lizards have become modified to enable\n\tthem to live in a wide range of habitats. Lizards can be\n\texpert burrowers, runners, swimmers and climbers, and a few\n\tcan manage crude, short-distance gliding on rib-supported\n\t\"wings\". Most are carnivores, feeding on invertebrate and\n\tsmall vertebrate prey, but others feed on vegetation.\n\t\t[ Macmillan Illustrated Animal Encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["loki"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLoki, or Lopt, is described in Snorri's _Edda_ as being\n\t\"pleasing and handsome in appearance, evil in character, and\n\tvery capricious in behaviour\". He is the son of the giant\n\tFarbauti and of Laufey.\n\tLoki is the Norse god of cunning, evil, thieves, and fire.\n\tHe hated the other gods and wanted to ruin them and overthrow\n\tthe universe. He committed many murders. As a thief, he\n\tstole Freyja's necklace, Thor's belt and gauntlets of power,\n\tand the apples of youth. Able to shapechange at will, he is\n\tsaid to have impersonated at various times a mare, flea, fly,\n\tfalcon, seal, and an old crone. As a mare he gave birth to\n\tOdin's horse Sleipnir. He also allegedly sired the serpent\n\tMidgard, the mistress of the netherworld, Hel, and the wolf\n\tFenrir, who will devour the sun at Ragnarok."},{"keys":["*longbow of diana"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis legendary bow grants ESP when carried and can reflect magical\n\tattacks when wielded. When invoked it provides a supply of arrows."},{"keys":["looking glass","mirror"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut as Snow White grew, she became more and more beautiful,\n\tand by the time she was seven years old she was as beautiful\n\tas the day and more beautiful than the queen herself. One\n\tday when the queen said to her mirror:\n\n\t\t\"Mirror, Mirror, here I stand.\n\t\tWho is the fairest in the land?\" -\n\n\tthe mirror replied:\n\n\t\t\"You, O Queen, are the fairest here,\n\t\tBut Snow White is a thousand times more fair.\"\n\t\t[ Snow White, by Jakob and Wilhelm Grimm ]"},{"keys":["lord carnarvon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLord Carnarvon was a personality who could have been produced\n\tnowhere but in England, a mixture of sportsman and collector,\n\tgentleman and world traveler, a realist in action and a\n\tromantic in feeling. ... In 1903 he went for the first time\n\tto Egypt in search of a mild climate and while there visited\n\tthe excavation sites of several archaeological expeditions.\n\t... In 1906 he began his own excavations.\n\t\t[ Gods, Graves, and Scholars, by C.W. Ceram ]"},{"keys":["lord sato"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLord Sato was the family head of the Taro Clan, and a mighty\n\tdaimyo. He is a loyal servant of the Emperor, and will do\n\teverything in his power to further the imperial cause."},{"keys":["lord surt*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYet first was the world in the southern region, which was\n\tnamed Muspell; it is light and hot; that region is glowing\n\tand burning, and impassable to such as are outlanders and\n\thave not their holdings there. He who sits there at the\n\tland's-end, to defend the land, is called Surtr; he brandishes\n\ta flaming sword, and at the end of the world he shall go forth\n\tand harry, and overcome all the gods, and burn all the\n\tworld with fire.\n\t\t\t[ The Prose Edda, by Snorri Sturluson ]"},{"keys":["luck","bad luck"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"[...] We'll succeed and you'll get all the fortune you came\n\tseeking.\"\n\tJack shook his head dismally. \"You'll be better off without\n\tme,\" he said. \"I'm nothing but bad luck. It's because I'm\n\tcursed. A farmer I met on the way to the city cursed me. He\n\tsaid, 'I curse you Jack. May you never know wealth. May all\n\tthat you wish for be denied you.'\"\n\t\"What a horrid man,\" said Eddie. \"Why did he curse you like\n\tthat?\"\n\tJack shrugged [...]. \"Bad grace, I suppose. Just because I\n\tshot off his ear and made him jump into a pit full of spikes.\"\n\t\t[ the hollow chocolate bunnies of the apocalypse,\n\t\t by Robert Rankin ]"},{"keys":["lug*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLugh, or Lug, was the sun god of the Irish Celts. One of his\n\tweapons was a rod-sling which worshippers sometimes saw in\n\tthe sky as a rainbow. As a tribal god, he was particularly\n\tskilled in the use of his massive, invincible spear, which\n\tfought on its own accord. One of his epithets is _lamfhada_\n\t(of the long arm). He was a young and apparently more\n\tattractive deity than Dagda, the father of the gods. Being\n\table to shapeshift, his name translates as lynx."},{"keys":["lurker*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese dungeon scavengers are very adept at blending into the\n\tsurrounding walls and ceilings of the dungeon due to the\n\tstone-like coloring of their skin."},{"keys":["lycanthrope","were*","human were*","*were"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIn 1573, the Parliament of Dole published a decree, permitting\n\tthe inhabitants of the Franche-Comte to pursue and kill a\n\twere-wolf or loup-garou, which infested that province,\n\t\"notwithstanding the existing laws concerning the chase.\"\n\tThe people were empowered to \"assemble with javelins,\n\thalberds, pikes, arquebuses and clubs, to hunt and pursue the\n\tsaid were-wolf in all places where they could find it, and to\n\ttake, burn, and kill it, without incurring any fine or other\n\tpenalty.\" The hunt seems to have been successful, if we may\n\tjudge from the fact that the same tribunal in the following\n\tyear condemned to be burned a man named Giles Garnier, who\n\tran on all fours in the forest and fields and devoured little\n\tchildren, \"even on Friday.\" The poor lycanthrope, it appears,\n\thad as slight respect for ecclesiastical feasts as the French\n\tpig, which was not restrained by any feeling of piety from\n\teating infants on a fast day.\n\t\t[ The History of Vampires, by Dudley Wright ]"},{"keys":["lynx"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tTo dream of seeing a lynx, enemies are undermining your\n\tbusiness and disrupting your home affairs. For a woman,\n\tthis dream indicates that she has a wary woman rivaling her\n\tin the affections of her lover. If she kills the lynx, she\n\twill overcome her rival.\n\t\t[ 10,000 Dreams Interpreted, by Gustavus Hindman Miller ]"},{"keys":["mace","sceptre"],"excludes":["*sceptre of might"],"text":"\tOriginally a club armed with iron, and used in war; now a staff\n\tof office pertaining to certain dignitaries, as the Speaker of\n\tthe House of Commons, Lord Mayors, Mayors etc. Both sword and\n\tmace are symbols of dignity, suited to the times when men went\n\tabout in armour, and sovereigns needed champions to vindicate\n\ttheir rights.\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["magic marker"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe pen is mightier than the sword.\n\t\t[ Richelieu, by Edward Bulwer-Lytton ]"},{"keys":["magic mirror of merlin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t [...] In Dehenbarth (that now South Wales is hight,\n\t What time King Ryence reigned, and dealed right)\n\t The great magician Merlin had devised,\n\t By his deep science, and hell-dreaded might,\n\t A looking-glass, right wondrously aguised,\n\tWhose virtues through the wide world soon were solemnized.\n\n\tIt virtue had to show in perfect sight\n\t Whatever thing was in the world contained,\n\t Betwixt the lowest earth and heaven's height,\n\t So that it to the looker appertained;\n\t Whatever foe had wrought, or friend had fained,\n\t Therein discovered was, nor aught might pass,\n\t Nor aught in secret from the same remained;\n\t\t[ The Faerie Queene, by Edmund Spencer ]"},{"keys":["magicbane"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA highly enchanted athame said to hold the power to channel\n\tand direct magical energy."},{"keys":["mail d*emon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt is rumoured that these strange creatures can be harmed by\n\tdomesticated canines only."},{"keys":["ma*annan*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNormally called Manannan, Ler's son was the patron of\n\tmerchants and sailors. Manannan had a sword which never\n\tfailed to slay, a boat which propelled itself wherever its\n\towner wished, a horse which was swifter than the wind, and\n\tmagic armour which no sword could pierce. He later became\n\tgod of the sea, beneath which he lived in Tir na nOc, the\n\tunderworld."},{"keys":["manes"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tManes or Di Manes (\"good ones\") is the euphemistic description\n\tof the souls of the deceased, worshipped as divinities. The\n\tformula D.M. (= Dis Manibus; \"dedicated to the Manes-gods\")\n\tcan often be found on tombstones. Manes also means\n\tmetaphorically 'underworld' or 'realm of death'. Festivals\n\tin honor of the dead were the Parentalia and the Feralia,\n\tcelebrated in February.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]\n\n\tThe gnats of the dungeon, these swarming monsters are rarely\n\tseen alone."},{"keys":["marduk"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFirst insisting on recognition as supreme commander, Marduk\n\tdefeated the Dragon, cut her body in two, and from it created\n\theaven and earth, peopling the world with human beings who not\n\tunnaturally showed intense gratitude for their lives. The\n\tgods were also properly grateful, invested him with many\n\ttitles, and eventually permitted themselves to be embodied in\n\thim, so that he became supreme god, plotting the whole course\n\tof known life from the paths of the planets to the daily\n\tevents in the lives of men.\n\t\t[ The Immortals, by Derek and Julia Parker ]"},{"keys":["marilith"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe marilith has a torso shaped like that of a human female,\n\tand the lower body of a great snake. It has multiple arms,\n\tand can freely attack with all of them. Since it is\n\tintelligent enough to use weapons, this means it can cause\n\tgreat damage."},{"keys":["mars"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe god of war, and one of the most prominent and worshipped\n\tgods. In early Roman history he was a god of spring, growth in\n\tnature, and fertility, and the protector of cattle. Mars is\n\talso mentioned as a chthonic god (earth-god) and this could\n\texplain why he became a god of death and finally a god of war.\n\tHe is the son of Jupiter and Juno.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["martial arts","unarmed combat","bare*handed combat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"What else can we do? None of this is fast enough.\" \"It will have\n\tto be.\" He stood up, a tall, broad wall of a man. \"Why don't you\n\task around, see if anyone in the neighborhoods knows anything\n\tabout martial arts. You need more than a book or two to learn\n\tgood dependable unarmed combat.\"\n\t\t[ Parable of the Sower, by Octavia Butler ]"},{"keys":["master assassin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe strolled down the stairs, followed by a number of assassins.\n\tWhen he was directly in front of Ymor he said: \"I've come for\n\tthe tourist.\" ...\n\t\"One step more and you'll leave here with fewer eyeballs than\n\tyou came with,\" said the thiefmaster. \"So sit down and have\n\ta drink, Zlorf, and let's talk about this sensibly. _I_\n\tthought we had an agreement. You don't rob -- I don't kill.\n\tNot for payment, that is,\" he added after a pause.\n\tZlorf took the proffered beer.\n\t\"So?\" he said. \"I'll kill him. Then you rob him. Is he that\n\tfunny looking one over there?\"\n\t\"Yes.\"\n\tZlorf stared at Twoflower, who grinned at him. He shrugged.\n\tHe seldom wasted time wondering why people wanted other people\n\tdead. It was just a living.\n\t\"Who is your client, may I ask?\" said Ymor.\n\tZlorf held up a hand. \"Please!\" he protested. \"Professional\n\tetiquette.\"\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["master key of thievery"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis skeleton key was fashioned in ages past and imbued with\n\ta powerful magic which allows it to open any lock. When\n\tcarried, it grants its owner warning, teleport control, and\n\treduces all physical damage by half. Finally, when invoked,\n\tit has the ability to disarm any trapped lock."},{"keys":["master of thieves"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere was a flutter of wings at the window. Ymor shifted his\n\tbulk out of the chair and crossed the room, coming back with\n\ta large raven. After he'd unfastened the message capsule from\n\tits leg it flew up to join its fellows lurking among the\n\trafters. Withel regarded it without love. Ymor's ravens were\n\tnotoriously loyal to their master, to the extent that Withel's\n\tone attempt to promote himself to the rank of greatest thief\n\tin Ankh-Morpork had cost their master's right hand man his\n\tleft eye. But not his life, however. Ymor never grudged a\n\tman his ambitions.\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["mastodon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAny large, elephantlike mammal of the genera Mammut, Mastodon,\n\tetc., from the Oligocene and Pleistocene epochs, having\n\tconical projections on the molar teeth.\n\t\t[ Webster's Encyclopedic Unabridged Dictionary\n\t\t\tof the English Language ]"},{"keys":["*mattock"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA mattock is an agricultural tool similar to a mining pick.\n\tIt is distinguished by the head terminating in a broader blade\n\trather than a narrow spike, which makes it particularly suitable\n\tfor breaking up moderately hard ground. ... During the Middle\n\tAges of Europe, the mattock served as an improvised shafted\n\tweapon for the poorer classes.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["meat*","huge chunk of meat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSome hae meat and canna eat,\n\tAnd some would eat that want it;\n\tBut we hae meat, and we can eat,\n\tSae let the Lord be thankit.\n\t\t[ Grace Before Meat, by Robert Burns ]"},{"keys":["medusa","perseus","shield of reflection"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMedusa, one of the three Gorgons, is the only one of her\n\tsisters to have assumed mortal form and inhabited the dungeon\n\tworld.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tWhen Perseus was grown up Polydectes sent him to attempt the\n\tconquest of Medusa, a terrible monster who had laid waste the\n\tcountry. She was once a beautiful maiden whose hair was her\n\tchief glory, but as she dared to vie in beauty with Minerva,\n\tthe goddess deprived her of her charms and changed her\n\tbeautiful ringlets into hissing serpents. She became a cruel\n\tmonster of so frightful an aspect that no living thing could\n\tbehold her without being turned into stone. All around the\n\tcavern where she dwelt might be seen the stony figures of men\n\tand animals which had chanced to catch a glimpse of her and\n\thad been petrified with the sight. Perseus, favoured by\n\tMinerva and Mercury, the former of whom lent him her shield\n\tand the latter his winged shoes, approached Medusa while she\n\tslept and taking care not to look directly at her, but guided\n\tby her image reflected in the bright shield which he bore, he\n\tcut off her head and gave it to Minerva, who fixed it in the\n\tmiddle of her Aegis.\n\t\t[ Bulfinch's Mythology, by Thomas Bulfinch ]"},{"keys":["melon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"What is it, Umbopa, son of a fool?\" I shouted in Zulu.\n\t\"It is food and water, Macumazahn,\" and again he waved the\n\tgreen thing.\n\tThen I saw what he had got. It was a melon. We had hit upon\n\ta patch of wild melons, thousands of them, and dead ripe.\n\t\"Melons!\" I yelled to Good, who was next me; and in another\n\tsecond he had his false teeth fixed in one.\n\tI think we ate about six each before we had done, and, poor\n\tfruit as they were, I doubt if I ever thought anything nicer.\n\t\t[ King Solomon's Mines, by H. Rider Haggard ]"},{"keys":["mercury"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRoman god of commerce, trade and travellers. He is commonly\n\tdepicted carrying a caduceus (a staff with two snakes\n\tintertwining around it) and a purse."},{"keys":["*mimic"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe ancestors of the modern day chameleon, these creatures can\n\tassume the form of anything in their surroundings. They may\n\tassume the shape of objects or dungeon features. Unlike the\n\tchameleon though, which assumes the shape of another creature\n\tand goes in hunt of food, the mimic waits patiently for its\n\tmeals to come in search of it."},{"keys":["*mind flayer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis creature has a humanoid body, tentacles around its\n\tcovered mouth, and three long fingers on each hand. Mind\n\tflayers are telepathic, and love to devour intelligent beings,\n\tespecially humans. If they hit their victim with a tentacle,\n\tthe mind flayer will slowly drain it of all intelligence,\n\teventually killing its victim."},{"keys":["mine*","gnomish mines"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMade by Dwarfs. The Rule here is that the Mine is either long\n\tdeserted or at most is inhabited by a few survivors who will\n\tmake confused claims to have been driven out/decimated by humans/\n\tother Dwarfs/Minions of the Dark Lord. Inhabited or not, this\n\tMine will be very complex, with many levels of galleries,\n\tbeautifully carved and engineered. What was being mined here\n\tis not always evident, but at least some of the time it will\n\tappear to have been Jewels, since it is customary to find\n\tunwanted emeralds, etc., still embedded in the rock of the\n\twalls. Metal will also be present, but only when made up into\n\tarmor and weapons (_wondrous_).\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["minotaur"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Minotaur was a monster, half bull, half human, the\n\toffspring of Minos' wife Pasiphae and a wonderfully beautiful\n\tbull. ... When the Minotaur was born Minos did not kill him.\n\tHe had Daedalus, a great architect and inventor, construct a\n\tplace of confinement for him from which escape was impossible.\n\tDaedalus built the Labyrinth, famous throughout the world.\n\tOnce inside, one would go endlessly along its twisting paths\n\twithout ever finding the exit.\n\t\t[ Mythology, by Edith Hamilton ]"},{"keys":["mit*ra*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOriginating in India (Mitra), Mithra is a god of light who\n\twas translated into the attendant of the god Ahura Mazda in\n\tthe light religion of Persia; from this he was adopted as\n\tthe Roman deity Mithras. He is not generally regarded as a\n\tsky god but a personification of the fertilizing power of\n\twarm, light air. According to the _Avesta_, he possesses\n\t10,000 eyes and ears and rides in a chariot drawn by white\n\thorses. Mithra, according to Zarathustra, is concerned with\n\tthe endless battle between light and dark forces: he\n\trepresents truth. He is responsible for the keeping of oaths\n\tand contracts. He is attributed with the creation of both\n\tplants and animals. His chief adversary is Ahriman, the\n\tpower of darkness.\n\t [ The Encyclopaedia of Myths and Legends of All Nations,\n\t\tby Herbert Spencer Robinson and Knox Wilson ]"},{"keys":["*mithril*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t_Mithril_! All folk desired it. It could be beaten like\n\tcopper, and polished like glass; and the Dwarves could make\n\tof it a metal, light and yet harder than tempered steel.\n\tIts beauty was like to that of common silver, but the beauty\n\tof _mithril_ did not tarnish or grow dim.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["*mitre of holiness"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis helm of brilliance performs all of the normal functions\n\tof a helm of brilliance, but also has the ability to protect\n\tanyone who carries it from fire. When invoked, it boosts\n\tthe energy of the invoker, allowing them to cast more spells."},{"keys":["mjollnir"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tForged by the dwarves Eitri and Brokk, in response to Loki's\n\tchallenge, Mjollnir is an indestructible war hammer. It has\n\ttwo magical properties: when thrown it always returned to\n\tThor's hand; and it could be made to shrink in size until it\n\tcould fit inside Thor's shirt. Its only flaw is that it has\n\ta short handle. The other gods judged Mjollnir the winner of\n\tthe contest because, of all the treasures created, it alone had\n\tthe power to protect them from the giants. As the legends\n\tsurrounding Mjollnir grew, it began to take on the quality of\n\t\"vigja\", or consecration. Thor used it to consecrate births,\n\tweddings, and even to raise his goats from the dead. In the\n\tNorse mythologies Mjollnir is considered to represent Thor's\n\tgovernance over the entire cycle of life - fertility, birth,\n\tdestruction, and resurrection."},{"keys":["mog"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMog is known as the Spider God. Mog resembles a four-limbed\n\tspider with a handsome, if not entirely human, face."},{"keys":["*mold"],"excludes":["slime mold"],"text":"\tMold, multicellular organism of the division Fungi, typified\n\tby plant bodies composed of a network of cottony filaments.\n\tThe colors of molds are due to spores borne on the filaments.\n\tMost molds are saprophytes. Some species (e.g., penicillium)\n\tare used in making cheese and antibiotics.\n\t\t[ The Concise Columbia Encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["mol?ch"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd the Lord spake unto Moses, saying,\n\tAgain, thou shalt say to the children of Israel, Whosoever\n\the be of the children of Israel, or of the strangers that\n\tsojourn in Israel, that giveth any of his seed unto Molech;\n\the shall surely be put to death: the people of the land shall\n\tstone him with stones.\n\tAnd I will set my face against that man, and will cut him off\n\tfrom among his people; because he hath given of his seed unto\n\tMolech, to defile my sanctuary, and to profane my holy name.\n\tAnd if the people of the land do any ways hide their eyes\n\tfrom the man, when he giveth of his seed unto Molech, and kill\n\thim not:\n\tThen I will set my face against that man, and against his\n\tfamily, and will cut him off, and all that go a whoring after\n\thim, to commit whoredom with Molech, from among their people.\n\t\t[ Leviticus 20:1-5 ]"},{"keys":["monk","* monk","grand master","master kaen"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOne day, an army general invited the Buddhist monk I-Hsiu\n\t(literally, \"One Rest\") to his military head office for a\n\tdinner. I-Hsiu was not accustomed to wearing luxurious\n\tclothings and so he just put on an old ordinary casual\n\trobe to go to the military base. To him, \"form is void\".\n\n\tAs he approached the base, two soldiers appeared before him\n\tand shouted, \"Where does this beggar came from? Identify\n\tyourself! You do not have permission to be around here!\"\n\n\t\"My name is I-Hsiu Dharma Master. I am invited by your\n\tgeneral for a supper.\"\n\n\tThe two soldiers examined the monk closely and said, \"You\n\tliar. How come my general invites such a shabby monk to\n\tdinner? He invites the very solemn venerable I-Hsiu to our\n\tbase for a great ceremony today, not you. Now, get out!\"\n\n\tI-Hsiu was unable to convince the soldiers that he was\n\tindeed the invited guest, so he returned to the temple\n\tand changed to a very formal solemn ceremonial robe for\n\tthe dinner. And as he returned to the military base, the\n\tsoldiers observed that he was such a great Buddhist monk,\n\tlet him in with honour.\n\n\tAt the dinner, I-Hsiu sat in front of the table full of\n\tfood but, instead of putting the food into his mouth, he\n\tpicked up the food with his chopsticks and put it into\n\this sleeves. The general was curious, and whispered to\n\thim, \"This is very embarrassing. Do you want to take\n\tsome food back to the temple? I will order the cook to\n\tprepare some take out orders for you.\" \"No\" replied the\n\tmonk. \"When I came here, I was not allowed into the\n\tbase by your soldiers until I wear this ceremonial robe.\n\tYou do not invite me for a dinner. You invite my robe.\n\tTherefore, my robe is eating the food, not me.\"\n\t\t[ Dining with a General - a Zen Buddhism Koan,\n\t\t translation by Yiu-man Chan ]"},{"keys":["monkey"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Listen, man-cub,\" said the Bear, and his voice rumbled like\n\tthunder on a hot night. \"I have taught thee all the Law of\n\tthe Jungle for all the peoples of the jungle--except the\n\tMonkey-Folk who live in the trees. They have no law. They\n\tare outcasts. They have no speech of their own, but use the\n\tstolen words which they overhear when they listen, and peep,\n\tand wait up above in the branches. Their way is not our way.\n\tThey are without leaders. They have no remembrance. They\n\tboast and chatter and pretend that they are a great people\n\tabout to do great affairs in the jungle, but the falling of\n\ta nut turns their minds to laughter and all is forgotten.\n\tWe of the jungle have no dealings with them. We do not drink\n\twhere the monkeys drink; we do not go where the monkeys go;\n\twe do not hunt where they hunt; we do not die where they die....\"\n\t\t[ The Jungle Book, by Rudyard Kipling ]"},{"keys":["morning star"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe morning star was a medieval weapon resembling a mace, but\n\twith a large spike on the end and smaller spikes around the\n\tcircumference. It was also known as the goedendag (from the\n\tDutch word for \"good day\") and the holy water sprinkler (from\n\tits resemblance to the aspergillum sometimes used in the\n\tCatholic Mass). It was used by both cavalry and infantry;\n\tthe horseman's weapon typically had a shorter haft than the\n\tfootman's, which might be up to six feet long. It came into\n\tuse in the beginning of the 14th century.\n\n\tThe name \"morning star\" is often erroneously applied to the\n\tmilitary flail (also known as the therscol), a similar weapon,\n\tbut with the head attached by a short chain.\n\t\t[ Dictionary of Medieval Knighthood and Chivalry,\n\t\t by Bradford Broughton ]"},{"keys":["mumak*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... the Mumak of Harad was indeed a beast of vast bulk, and\n\tthe like of him does not walk now in Middle-Earth; his kin\n\tthat live still in latter days are but memories of his girth\n\tand majesty. On he came, ... his great legs like trees,\n\tenormous sail-like ears spread out, long snout upraised like\n\ta huge serpent about to strike, his small red eyes raging.\n\tHis upturned hornlike tusks ... dripped with blood.\n\t\t[ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["*mummy"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut for an account of the manner in which the body was\n\tbandaged, and a list of the unguents and other materials\n\temployed in the process, and the words of power which were\n\tspoken as each bandage was laid in its place, we must have\n\trecourse to a very interesting papyrus which has been edited\n\tand translated by M. Maspero under the title of Le Rituel de\n\tl'Embaumement. ...\n\tEverything that could be done to preserve the body was now\n\tdone, and every member of it was, by means of the words of\n\tpower which changed perishable substances into imperishable,\n\tprotected to all eternity; when the final covering of purple\n\tor white linen had been fastened upon it, the body was ready\n\tfor the tomb.\n\t\t[ Egyptian Magic, by E.A. Wallis Budge ]"},{"keys":["mummy wrapping"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe held a white cloth -- it was a serviette he had brought\n\twith him -- over the lower part of his face, so that his\n\tmouth and jaws were completely hidden, and that was the\n\treason for his muffled voice. But it was not that which\n\tstartled Mrs. Hall. It was the fact that all his forehead\n\tabove his blue glasses was covered by a white bandage, and\n\tthat another covered his ears, leaving not a scrap of his\n\tface exposed excepting only his pink, peaked nose. It was\n\tbright, pink, and shiny just as it had been at first. He\n\twore a dark-brown velvet jacket with a high, black, linen-\n\tlined collar turned up about his neck. The thick black\n\thair, escaping as it could below and between the cross\n\tbandages, project in curious tails and horns, giving him\n\tthe strangest appearance conceivable.\n\t\t[ The Invisible Man, by H.G. Wells ]"},{"keys":["*naga*","*naja*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe naga is a mystical creature with the body of a snake and\n\tthe head of a man or woman. They will fiercely protect the\n\tterritory they consider their own. Some nagas can be forced\n\tto serve as guardians by a spellcaster of great power."},{"keys":["naginata"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA Japanese pole-arm, fitted with a curved single-edged blade.\n\tThe blades ranged in length from two to four feet, mounted on\n\tshafts about four to five feet long. The naginata were cut\n\twith a series of short grooves near to the tang, above which\n\tthe back edge was thinned, but not sharpened, so that the\n\tgreater part of the blade was a flattened diamond shape in\n\tsection. Seen in profile, the curve is slight or non-\n\texistent near the tang, becoming more pronounced towards the\n\tpoint.\n\t []\n\n\t\"With his naginata he killed five, but with the sixth it\n\tsnapped asunder in the midst and, flinging it away, he drew\n\this sword, wielding it in the zigzag style, the interlacing,\n\tcross, reversed dragonfly, waterwheel, and eight-sides-at-\n\tonce styles of fencing and cutting down eight men; but as he\n\tbrought down the ninth with a mighty blow on the helmet, the\n\tblade snapped at the hilt.\"\n\t [ Story of Tsutsui no Jomio Meishu from Tales of Heike ]"},{"keys":["nalfeshnee"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNot only do these demons do physical damage with their claws\n\tand bite, but they are capable of using magic as well."},{"keys":["nalzok"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNalzok is Moloch's cunning and unfailingly loyal battle\n\tlieutenant, to whom he trusts the command of warfare when he\n\tdoes not wish to exercise it himself. Nalzok is a major\n\tdemon, known to command the undead. He is hungry for power,\n\tand secretly covets Moloch's position. Moloch doesn't trust\n\thim, but, trusting his own power enough, chooses to allow\n\tNalzok his position because he is useful."},{"keys":["neanderthal*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t1. Valley between Duesseldorf and Elberfeld in Germany,\n\twhere an ancient skull of a prehistoric ancestor to modern\n\tman was found. 2. Human(oid) of the race mentioned above."},{"keys":["neferet","neferet the green"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNeferet the Green holds office in her hidden tower, only\n\treachable by magical means, where she teaches her apprentices\n\tthe enigmatic skills of occultism. Despite her many years, she\n\tcontinues to investigate new spells, especially those involving\n\ttranslocation. It is further rumored that when she was an\n\tapprentice herself, she accidentally turned her skin green, and\n\thas kept it that way ever since."},{"keys":["newt"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t(kinds of) small animal, like a lizard, which spends most of\n\tits time in the water.\n\t\t[ Oxford's Student's Dictionary of Current English ]\n\n\t\"Fillet of a fenny snake,\n\tIn the cauldron boil and bake;\n\tEye of newt and toe of frog,\n\tWool of bat and tongue of dog,\n\tAdder's fork and blind-worm's sting,\n\tLizard's leg and howlet's wing,\n\tFor a charm of powerful trouble,\n\tLike a hell-broth boil and bubble.\"\n\t\t[ Macbeth, by William Shakespeare ]"},{"keys":["ninja-to"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA Japanese broadsword."},{"keys":["*norn"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Norns were the three Norse Fates, or the goddesses of fate.\n\tFemale giants, they brought the wonderful Golden Age to an end.\n\tThey cast lots over the cradle of every child that was born,\n\tand placed gifts in the cradle. Their names were Urda,\n\tVerdandi, and Skuld, representing the past, the present, and\n\tthe future. Urda and Verdandi were kindly disposed, but Skuld\n\twas cruel and savage. Their tasks were to sew the web of\n\tfate, to water the sacred ash, Yggdrasil, and to keep it in\n\tgood condition by placing fresh earth around it daily. In her\n\tfury, Skuld often spoiled the work of her sisters by tearing\n\tthe web to shreds.\n\t [ The Encyclopaedia of Myths and Legends of All Nations,\n\t\tby Herbert Spencer Robinson and Knox Wilson ]"},{"keys":["nunchaku"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA nunchaku is two sections of wood (or metal in modern\n\tincarnations) connected by a cord or chain. There is much\n\tcontroversy over its origins; some say it was originally a\n\tChinese weapon, others say it evolved from a threshing flail;\n\tone theory purports that it was developed from a horse's bit.\n\tChinese nunchaku tend to be rounded, whereas Japanese are\n\toctagonal, and they were originally linked by horse hair.\n\tThere are many variations on the nunchaku, ranging from the\n\tthree sectional staff (san-setsu-kon nunchaku), to smaller\n\tmulti-section nunchaku. The nunchaku was popularized by\n\tBruce Lee in a number of films, made in both Hollywood and\n\tHong Kong.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*nymph","naiad"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA female creature from Roman and Greek mythology, the nymph\n\toccupied rivers, forests, ponds, etc. A nymph's beauty is\n\tbeyond words: an ever-young woman with sleek figure and\n\tlong, thick hair, radiant skin and perfect teeth, full lips\n\tand gentle eyes. A nymph's scent is delightful, and her\n\tlong robe glows, hemmed with golden threads and embroidered\n\twith rainbow hues of unearthly magnificence. A nymph's\n\tdemeanour is graceful and charming, her mind quick and witty.\n\t\t[]\n\n\tTheseus felt her voice pulling him down into fathoms of\n\tsleep.\tThe song was the skeleton of his dream, and the dream\n\twas full of terror. Demon girls were after him, and a bull-\n\tman was goring him. Everywhere there was blood. There was\n\tpain. There was fear.\tBut his head was in the nymph's lap\n\tand her musk was about him, her voice weaving the dream. He\n\tknew then that she had been sent to tell him of something\n\tdreadful that was to happen to him later. Her song was a\n\twarning. But she had brought him a new kind of joy, one that\n\tmade him see everything differently. The boy, who was to\n\tbecome a hero, suddenly knew then what most heroes learn\n\tlater -- and some too late -- that joy blots suffering and\n\tthat the road to nymphs is beset by monsters.\n\t\t[ The Minotaur, by Bernard Evslin ]"},{"keys":["obsidian*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA volcanic glass, homogeneous in texture and having a low water\n\tcontent, with a vitreous luster and a conchoidal fracture. The\n\tcolor is commonly black, but may be some shade of red or brown,\n\tand cut sections sometimes appear to be green. Like other\n\tvolcanic glasses, obsidian is a lava that has cooled too quickly\n\tfor the contained minerals to crystallize. In chemical\n\tcomposition it is rich in silica and similar to granite. It is\n\tfavored by primitive peoples for knives, arrowheads, spearheads,\n\tand other weapons and tools.\n\t\t[ The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition ]"},{"keys":["odin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAlso called Sigtyr (god of Victory), Val-father (father of\n\tthe slain), One-Eyed, Hanga-god (god of the hanged), Farma-\n\tgod (god of cargoes), Hapta-god (god of prisoners), and\n\tOthin. He is the prime god of the Norsemen: god of war and\n\tvictory, wisdom and prophecy, poetry, the dead, air and wind,\n\thospitality, and magic.\n\tAs the god of war and victory, Odin is ruler of the Valkyries,\n\twarrior-maidens who lived in the halls of Valhalla in Asgard,\n\tthe hall of dead heroes where he held his court.\n\tThese chosen ones will defend the realm of the gods against\n\tthe Frost Giants on the final day of reckoning, Ragnarok.\n\tAs god of the wind, Odin rides through the air on his eight-\n\tfooted horse, Sleipnir, wielding Gungner, his spear, normally\n\taccompanied by his ravens, Hugin and Munin, who he would also\n\tuse as his spies.\n\tAs a god of hospitality, he enjoys visiting the earth in\n\tdisguise to see how people were behaving and to see how they\n\twould treat him, not knowing who he was.\n\tOdin is usually represented as a one-eyed wise old man with a\n\tlong white beard and a wide-brimmed hat (he gave one of his\n\teyes to Mimir, the guardian of the well of wisdom in Hel, in\n\texchange for a draught of knowledge)."},{"keys":["ogre*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnyone who has met a gluttonous, nude, angry ogre, will not\n\teasily forget this encounter -- if he survives it at all.\n\tBoth male and female ogres can easily grow as tall as three\n\tmetres. Build and facial expressions would remind one of a\n\tNeanderthal. Its small, pointy, keen teeth are striking.\n\tSince ogres avoid direct sunlight, their ragged, unfurry\n\tskin is as white as a sheet. They enjoy coating their body\n\twith lard and usually wear nothing but a loin-cloth. An elf\n\twould smell its rancid stench at ten metres distance.\n\tOgres are solitary creatures: very rarely one may encounter\n\ta female with two or three young. They are the only real\n\tcarnivores among the humanoids, and its favourite meal is --\n\tnot surprisingly -- human flesh. They sometimes ally with\n\torcs or goblins, but only when they anticipate a good meaty\n\tmeal.\n\t\t[ het Boek van de Regels; Het Oog des Meesters ]"},{"keys":["oilskin cloak"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDuring our watches below we overhauled our clothes, and made\n\tand mended everything for bad weather. Each of us had made\n\tfor himself a suit of oil-cloth or tarpaulin, and these we\n\tgot out, and gave thorough coatings of oil or tar, and hung\n\tupon the stays to dry. Our stout boots, too, we covered\n\tover with a thick mixture of melted grease and tar. Thus we\n\ttook advantage of the warm sun and fine weather of the\n\tPacific to prepare for its other face.\n\t\t[ Two Years Before the Mast, by Richard Henry Dana ]"},{"keys":["oilskin sack"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSummer passed all too quickly. On the last day of camp, Mr.\n\tBrickle called his counselors together and paid them what he\n\towed them. Louis received one hundred dollars - the first\n\tmoney he had ever earned. He had no wallet and no pockets,\n\tso Mr. Brickle placed the money in a waterproof bag that had\n\ta drawstring. He hung this moneybag around Louis' neck,\n\talong with the trumpet, the slate, the chalk pencil, and the\n\tlifesaving medal.\n\t\t[ The Trumpet of the Swan, by E.B. White ]"},{"keys":["olog-hai"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut at the end of the Third Age a troll-race not before seen\n\tappeared in southern Mirkwood and in the mountain borders of\n\tMordor. Olog-hai they were called in the Black Speech. That\n\tSauron bred them none doubted, though from what stock was not\n\tknown. Some held that they were not Trolls but giant Orcs;\n\tbut the Olog-hai were in fashion of body and mind quite unlike\n\teven the largest of Orc-kind, whom they far surpassed in size\n\tand power. Trolls they were, but filled with the evil will\n\tof their master: a fell race, strong, agile, fierce and\n\tcunning, but harder than stone. Unlike the older race of the\n\tTwilight they could endure the Sun.... They spoke little,\n\tand the only tongue they knew was the Black Speech of Barad-dur.\n\t\t[ The Return of the King, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["oracle","delphi","p*thia"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDelphi under towering Parnassus, where Apollo's oracle was,\n\tplays an important part in mythology. Castalia was its\n\tsacred spring; Cephissus its river. It was held to be the\n\tcenter of the world, so many pilgrims came to it, from\n\tforeign countries as well as Greece. No other shrine rivaled\n\tit. The answers to the questions asked by the anxious\n\tseekers for Truth were delivered by a priestess who went into\n\ta trance before she spoke.\n\t\t[ Mythology, by Edith Hamilton ]"},{"keys":["orange","pear"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhat was the fruit like? Unfortunately, no one can describe\n\ta taste. All I can say is that, compared with those fruits,\n\tthe freshest grapefruit you've ever eaten was dull, and the\n\tjuiciest orange was dry, and the most melting pear was hard\n\tand woody, and the sweetest wild strawberry was sour. And\n\tthere were no seeds or stones, and no wasps. If you had once\n\teaten that fruit, all the nicest things in this world would\n\ttaste like medicines after it. But I can't describe it. You\n\tcan't find out what it is like unless you can get to that\n\tcountry and taste it for yourself.\n\t\t[ The Last Battle, by C.S. Lewis ]"},{"keys":["*orb of detection"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis Orb is a crystal ball of exceptional powers. When\n\tcarried, it grants ESP, limits damage done by spells, and\n\tprotects the carrier from magic missiles. When invoked it\n\tallows the carrier to become invisible."},{"keys":["*orb of fate"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSome say that Odin himself created this ancient crystal ball,\n\talthough others argue that Loki created it and forged Odin's\n\tsignature on the bottom. In any case, it is a powerful\n\tartifact. Anyone who carries it is granted the gift of\n\twarning, and damage, both spell and physical, is partially\n\tabsorbed by the orb itself. When invoked it has the power\n\tto teleport the invoker between levels."},{"keys":["goblin king","orcrist"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Great Goblin gave a truly awful howl of rage when he\n\tlooked at it, and all his soldiers gnashed their teeth,\n\tclashed their shields, and stamped. They knew the sword at\n\tonce. It had killed hundreds of goblins in its time, when\n\tthe fair elves of Gondolin hunted them in the hills or did\n\tbattle before their walls. They had called it Orcrist,\n\tGoblin-cleaver, but the goblins called it simply Biter.\n\tThey hated it and hated worse any one that carried it.\n\t\t[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["orcus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOrcus, Prince of the Undead, has a ram's head and a poison\n\tstinger. He is most feared, though, for his powerful magic\n\tabilities. His wand causes death to those he chooses."},{"keys":["orc*","* orc","uruk*hai"],"excludes":["orc ??m*","orcish barbarian","orcish ranger","orcish rogue","orcish wizard"],"text":"\tOrcs, bipeds with a humanoid appearance, are related to the\n\tgoblins, but much bigger and more dangerous. The average orc\n\tis only moderately intelligent, has broad, muscled shoulders,\n\ta short neck, a sloping forehead and a thick, dark fur.\n\tTheir lower eye-teeth are pointing forward, like a boar's.\n\tFemale orcs are more lightly built and bare-chested. Not\n\tneeding any clothing, they do like to dress in variegated\n\tapparels. Suspicious by nature, orcs live in tribes or\n\thordes. They tend to live underground as well as above\n\tground (but they dislike sunlight). Orcs can use all weapons,\n\ttools and armours that are used by men. Since they don't have\n\tthe talent to fashion these themselves, they are constantly\n\thunting for them. There is nothing a horde of orcs cannot\n\tuse.\n\t\t[ het Boek van de Regels; Het Oog des Meesters ]"},{"keys":["orion","sirius"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOrion was the son of Neptune. He was a handsome giant and a\n\tmighty hunter. His father gave him the power of wading\n\tthrough the depths of the sea, or, as others say, of\n\twalking on its surface.\n\n\tHe dwelt as a hunter with Diana (Artemis), with whom he\n\twas a favourite, and it is even said she was about to marry\n\thim. Her brother was highly displeased and often chid her,\n\tbut to no purpose. One day, observing Orion wading through\n\tthe sea with his head just above the water, Apollo pointed\n\tit out to his sister and maintained that she could not hit\n\tthat black thing on the sea. The archer-goddess discharged\n\ta shaft with fatal aim. The waves rolled the dead body of\n\tOrion to the land, and bewailing her fatal error with many\n\ttears, Diana placed him among the stars, where he appears\n\tas a giant, with a girdle, sword, lion's skin, and\n\tclub. Sirius, his dog, follows him, and the Pleiads fly\n\tbefore him.\n\t\t[ Bulfinch's Mythology, by Thomas Bulfinch ]"},{"keys":["osaku"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe osaku is a small tool for picking locks."},{"keys":["owlbear"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOwlbears are probably the crossbreed creation of a demented\n\twizard; given the lethal nature of this creation, it is quite\n\tlikely the wizard who created them is no longer alive. As\n\tthe name might already suggest, owlbears are a cross between\n\ta giant owl and a bear. They are covered with fur and\n\tfeathers."},{"keys":["page"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA male servant or attendant; specifically, in chivalry,\n\ta lad or young man in training for knighthood, or a youth\n\tof gentle parentage attending a royal or princely personage.\n\t\t[ Webster's Comprehensive International Dictionary\n\t\t of the English Language ]"},{"keys":["*pall"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t_Pallium._ The Roman name for a square woollen cloak worn\n\tby men in ancient Greece, especially by philosophers and\n\tcourtesans, corresponding to the Roman toga. Hence the\n\tGreeks called themselves _gens palliata,_ and the Romans\n\tcalled themselves _gens togata._\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["panther"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd lo! almost where the ascent began,\n\tA panther light and swift exceedingly,\n\tWhich with a spotted skin was covered o'er!\n\n\tAnd never moved she from before my face,\n\tNay, rather did impede so much my way,\n\tThat many times I to return had turned.\n\t\t[ Dante's Inferno, as translated\n\t\t by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ]"},{"keys":["*paper"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSome players, who unconsciously perceive Paper as weak or a\n\tsign of surrender, will shy away from using it entirely or\n\tdrop it from their game when they are falling behind. On the\n\tother hand, Paper also connects with a player's perceptions\n\tabout writing. There is a quiet power in the printed word.\n\tIt has the ability to lay off thousands of employees, declare\n\twar against nations, spread scandal or confess love. Paper,\n\tin short, has power over masses. The fate of the entire world\n\tis determined by print. As such, some players perceive Paper\n\tas a subtle attack, the victory of modern culture over barbarism.\n\tSuch players may use Paper to assert their superiority and dignity.\n\t\t[ The Official Rock Paper Scissors Strategy Guide,\n\t\t\tby Douglas and Graham Walker ]"},{"keys":["pelias"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tConan cried out sharply and recoiled, thrusting his companion\n\tback. Before them rose the great shimmering white form of Satha,\n\tan ageless hate in its eyes. Conan tensed himself for one mad\n\tberserker onslaught -- to thrust the glowing faggot into that\n\tfiendish countenance and throw his life into the ripping sword-\n\tstroke. But the snake was not looking at him. It was glaring\n\tover his shoulder at the man called Pelias, who stood with his\n\tarms folded, smiling. And in the great, cold, yellow eyes\n\tslowly the hate died out in a glitter of pure fear -- the only\n\ttime Conan ever saw such an expression in a reptile's eyes.\n\tWith a swirling rush like the sweep of a strong wind, the great\n\tsnake was gone.\n\t\"What did he see to frighten him?\" asked Conan, eyeing his\n\tcompanion uneasily.\n\t\"The scaled people see what escapes the mortal eye,\" answered\n\tPelias cryptically. \"You see my fleshy guise, he saw my naked\n\tsoul.\"\n\t [ Conan the Usurper, by Robert E. Howard and L. Sprague de Camp ]"},{"keys":["pick*ax*","broad pick"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe mine is full of holes;\n\tWith the wound of pickaxes.\n\tBut look at the goldsmith's store.\n\tThere, there is gold everywhere.\n\t\t[ Divan-i Kebir Meter 2, by Mevlana Celaleddin Rumi ]"},{"keys":["*piercer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYe Piercer doth look like unto a stalactyte, and hangeth\n\tfrom the roofs of caves and caverns. Unto the height of a\n\tman, and thicker than a man's thigh do they grow, and in\n\tgroups do they hang. If a creature doth pass beneath them,\n\tthey will by its heat and noise perceive it, and fall upon\n\tit to kill and devour it, though in any other way they move\n\tbut exceeding slow.\n\t\t[ the Bestiary of Xygag ]"},{"keys":["piranha"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey live in \"schools.\" Many times they will wait for prey\n\tto come to the shallow water of the river. Then the large\n\tgroup of piranhas will attack. These large groups are able\n\tto kill large animals... Their lower teeth fit perfectly\n\tinto the spaces of their upper teeth, creating a tremendous\n\tvice-like bite... Piranhas are attracted to any disturbance\n\tin the water.\n\t\t[ http://www.animalsoftherainforest.com ]"},{"keys":["pit","spiked pit"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAmid the thought of the fiery destruction that impended, the\n\tidea of the coolness of the well came over my soul like balm.\n\tI rushed to its deadly brink. I threw my straining vision\n\tbelow. The glare from the enkindled roof illumined its inmost\n\trecesses. Yet, for a wild moment, did my spirit refuse to\n\tcomprehend the meaning of what I saw. At length it forced --\n\tit wrestled its way into my soul -- it burned itself in upon my\n\tshuddering reason. Oh! for a voice to speak! -- oh! horror! --\n\toh! any horror but this!\n\t\t[ The Pit and the Pendulum, by Edgar Allan Poe ]"},{"keys":["pit fiend"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPit fiends are among the more powerful of devils, capable of\n\tattacking twice with weapons as well as grabbing and crushing\n\tthe life out of those unwary enough to enter their\n\tdomains."},{"keys":["platinum yendorian express card"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis is an ancient artifact made of an unknown material. It\n\tis rectangular in shape, very thin, and inscribed with archaic\n\trunes of power. When carried, it grants the bearer ESP, reduces\n\tincoming damage from spells by half, and protects from magic\n\tmissile attacks. Additionally, its power is such that when\n\tinvoked, it can charge other objects."},{"keys":["player","play* style","user"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBe bold,\n\tbe bold,\n\tbut not too bold.\n\tOr else your life's blood,\n\tshall run cold.\n\t\t[ The White Road, by Neil Gaiman ]\n\n\tPeople think I'm crazy to worry all the time;\n\tIf you paid attention, you'd be worried too.\n\tYou better pay attention, or this world we love so much\n\tMight just kill you.\n\t\t[ It's a Jungle Out There, by Randy Newman ]"},{"keys":["poison","poisoned","potion of sickness","*venom"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFate intervened. Some of us, that day, she led inexorably\n\tthrough the gates of death. Some of us, innocent and unsuspecting,\n\ttook, unwillingly, that one last step to oblivion. Some of us took\n\tvery little sugar.\n\t\t[ We Have Always Lived in the Castle,\n\t\t\tby Shirley Jackson ]"},{"keys":["polearm","* polearm","partisan","ranseur","spetum","glaive","halberd","bardiche","angled poleaxe","long poleaxe","voulge","pole cleaver","fauchard","pole sickle","guisarme","bill-guisarme","lucern hammer","bec de corbin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMany of the weapons of the Middle Ages were poled or long-shafted\n\tarms. Unlike the ancient spear or javelin, however, they were not\n\tintended to be thrown. Some were devices with simple single- or\n\tdouble-edged blades and nothing more, while others combined\n\tthe pick, spear, and hammer or axe all in one weapon.\n\t\t[ Heraldry and Armor of the Middle Ages, by Marvin H. Pakula ]"},{"keys":["polymorph trap"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOne morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams,\n\the discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous\n\tverminous bug. He lay on his armour-hard back and saw, as he\n\tlifted his head up a little, his brown, arched abdomen divided\n\tup into rigid bow-like sections. From this height the blanket,\n\tjust about ready to slide off completely, could hardly stay in\n\tplace. His numerous legs, pitifully thin in comparison to the\n\trest of his circumference, flickered helplessly before his eyes.\n\t\t[ The Metamorphosis, by Franz Kafka,\n\t\t\ttranslated by Ian Johnston ]"},{"keys":["pony"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\tHey! now! Come hoy now! Whither do you wander?\n\t\tUp, down, near or far, here, there or yonder?\n\t\tSharp-ears, Wise-nose, Swish-tail and Bumpkin,\n\t\tWhite-socks my little lad, and old Fatty Lumpkin!\n\n\t[...]\n\tTom called them one by one and they climbed over the brow and\n\tstood in a line. Then Tom bowed to the hobbits.\n\n\t\"Here are your ponies, now!\" he said. \"They've more sense (in some\n\tways) than you wandering hobbits have -- more sense in their noses.\n\tFor they sniff danger ahead which you walk right into; and if they\n\trun to save themselves, then they run the right way.\"\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["*portal"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPortals can be Mirrors, Pictures, Standing Stones, Stone\n\tCircles, Windows, and special gates set up for the purpose.\n\tYou will travel through them both to distant parts of the\n\tcontinent and to and from our own world. The precise manner\n\tof their working is a Management secret.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["trident","poseido*n"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPoseido(o)n, lord of the seas and father of rivers and\n\tfountains, was the son of Chronos and Rhea, brother of Zeus,\n\tHades, Hera, Hestia and Demeter. His rank of ruler of the\n\twaves he received by lot at the Council Meeting of the Gods,\n\tat which Zeus took the upper world for himself and gave\n\tdominion over the lower world to Hades.\n\n\tPoseidon is associated in many ways with horses and thus is\n\tthe god of horses. He taught men how to ride and manage the\n\tanimal he invented and is looked upon as the originator and\n\tguardian deity of horse races.\n\n\tHis symbol is the familiar trident or three-pronged spear\n\twith which he can split rocks, cause or quell storms, and\n\tshake the earth, a power which makes him the god of\n\tearthquakes as well. Physically, he is shown as a strong and\n\tpowerful ruler, every inch a king.\n\t [ The Encyclopaedia of Myths and Legends of All Nations,\n\t\tby Herbert Spencer Robinson and Knox Wilson ]"},{"keys":["*potion*"],"excludes":["*sleeping","*booze"],"text":"\tPOTABLE, n. Suitable for drinking. Water is said to be\n\tpotable; indeed, some declare it our natural beverage,\n\talthough even they find it palatable only when suffering\n\tfrom the recurrent disorder known as thirst, for which it\n\tis a medicine. Upon nothing has so great and diligent\n\tingenuity been brought to bear in all ages and in all\n\tcountries, except the most uncivilized, as upon the\n\tinvention of substitutes for water. To hold that this\n\tgeneral aversion to that liquid has no basis in the\n\tpreservative instinct of the race is to be unscientific --\n\tand without science we are as the snakes and toads.\n\t\t[ The Devil's Dictionary, by Ambrose Bierce ]\n\n\tJack Burton: What's in the flask, Egg? Magic potion?\n\t Egg Shen: Yeah.\n\t Jack: I thought so, good. What do we do? Drink it?\n\t Egg: Yeah.\n\t Jack: Good, I thought so.\n\t [later]\n\t Jack: This does what again, exactly?\n\t Egg: Huge buzz! [drinks] Oh good! See things no\n\t one else can see, do things no one else can do.\n\t\t[ Big Trouble in Little China, directed by\n\t\t John Carpenter, written by Gary Goldman &\n\t\t David Z. Weinstein, adaptation by W.D. Richter ]"},{"keys":["pray*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhatever a man prays for, he prays for a miracle. Every\n\tprayer reduces itself to this: Great God, grant that twice\n\ttwo be not four.\n\t\t[ Fathers and Sons, by Ivan Turgenev ]"},{"keys":["priest*","* priest*","cleric","* cleric","acolyte"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[...] For the two priests were talking exactly like priests,\n\tpiously, with learning and leisure, about the most aerial\n\tenigmas of theology. The little Essex priest spoke the more\n\tsimply, with his round face turned to the strengthening stars;\n\tthe other talked with his head bowed, as if he were not even\n\tworthy to look at them. But no more innocently clerical\n\tconversation could have been heard in any white Italian cloister\n\tor black Spanish cathedral. The first he heard was the tail of\n\tone of Father Brown's sentences, which ended: \"... what they\n\treally meant in the Middle Ages by the heavens being\n\tincorruptible.\" The taller priest nodded his bowed head and\n\tsaid: \"Ah, yes, these modern infidels appeal to their reason;\n\tbut who can look at those millions of worlds and not feel that\n\tthere may well be wonderful universes above us where reason is\n\tutterly unreasonable?\"\n\t\t[ The Innocence of Father Brown, by G.K. Chesterton ]"},{"keys":["paddle cactus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOpuntia, commonly called prickly pear, is a genus in the cactus\n\tfamily, Cactaceae. Prickly pears are also known as tuna (fruit),\n\tsabra, nopal (paddle, plural nopales) from the Nahuatl word\n\tnopalli for the pads, or nostle, from the Nahuatl word nochtli\n\tfor the fruit; or paddle cactus.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["prisoner"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhere am I?\n\t\tIn the Village.\n\tWhat do you want?\n\t\tInformation.\n\tWhose side are you on?\n\t\tThat would be telling. We want information ...\n\t\tinformation ...\n\tYou won't get it.\n\t\tBy hook or by crook, we will.\n\tWho are you?\n\t\tThe new Number 2.\n\tWho is Number 1?\n\t\tYou are Number 6.\n\tI am not a number! I am a free man!\n\t\t[ The Prisoner, by Patrick McGoohan ]"},{"keys":["ptah"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tKnown under various names (Nu, Neph, Cenubis, Amen-Kneph,\n\tKhery-Bakef), Ptah is the creator god and god of craftsmen.\n\tHe is usually depicted as wearing a closely fitting robe\n\twith only his hands free. His most distinctive features are\n\tthe invariable skull-cap exposing only his face and ears,\n\tand the _was_ or rod of domination which he holds,\n\tconsisting of a staff surmounted by the _ankh_ symbol of\n\tlife. He is otherwise symbolized by his sacred animal, the\n\tbull."},{"keys":["*purple worm"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA gargantuan version of the harmless rain-worm, the purple\n\tworm poses a huge threat to the ordinary adventurer. It is\n\tknown to swallow whole and digest its victims within only a\n\tfew minutes. These worms are always on guard, sensitive\n\tto the most minute vibrations in the earth, but may also\n\tbe awakened by a remote shriek."},{"keys":["pyrolisk"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAt first glance around the corner, I thought it was another\n\tcockatrice. I had encountered the wretched creatures two or\n\tthree times since leaving the open area. I quickly ducked my\n\thead back and considered what to do next. My heart had begun\n\tto thump audibly as I patted my pack to make sure I still had\n\tthe dead lizards at close reach. A check of my attire showed\n\tno obvious holes or damage. I had to keep moving. One deep\n\tbreath, and a count of three, two, one, and around the corner\n\tI bolted. But it was no cockatrice! I felt a sudden intense\n\tsearing of the skin around my face, and flames began to leap\n\tfrom my pack. I tossed it to the ground, and quickly retreated\n\tback, around that corner, desperately striving to get out of\n\tits sight."},{"keys":["python"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA monstrous serpent in Greek mythology, and the child of Gaia,\n\tthe goddess earth. It was produced from the slime and mud\n\tthat was left on the earth by the great flood of Deucalion.\n\tIt lived in a cave and guarded the oracle of Delphi on mount\n\tParnassus.\n\n\tNo man dared to approach the beast and the people asked Apollo\n\tfor help. He came down from Mount Olympus with his silver bow\n\tand golden arrows. With using only one arrow he killed the\n\tserpent and claimed the oracle for himself. ... The old name of\n\tDelphi, Pytho, refers to the serpent.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["quadruped"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe woodlands and other regions are inhabited by multitudes\n\tof four-legged creatures which cannot be simply classified.\n\tThey might not have fiery breath or deadly stings, but\n\tadventurers have nevertheless met their end numerous times\n\tdue to the claws, hooves, or bites of such animals."},{"keys":["quantum mechanic"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese creatures are not native to this universe; they seem\n\tto have strangely derived powers, and unknown motives.\n\t\t[]\n\n\t_Uncertainty Principle_ The principle that it is not possible\n\tto know with unlimited accuracy both the position and momentum\n\tof a particle. ... An explanation of the uncertainty is that\n\tin order to locate a particle exactly, an observer must be\n\table to bounce off it a photon of radiation; this act of\n\tlocation itself alters the position of the particle\n\tin an unpredictable way. To locate the position accurately,\n\tphotons of short wavelength would have to be used. The high\n\tmomentum of such photons would cause a large effect on the\n\tposition. On the other hand, using photons of lower momenta\n\twould have less effect on the particle's position, but would\n\tbe less accurate because of the lower wavelength.\n\t\t[ A Concise Dictionary of Physics ]"},{"keys":["quasit"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tQuasits are small, evil creatures, related to imps. Their\n\ttalons release a very toxic poison when used in an attack."},{"keys":["*quest"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMany, possibly most, Tours are organized as a Quest. This\n\tis like a large-scale treasure hunt, with clues scattered\n\tall over the continent, a few false leads, Mystical Masters\n\tas game-show hosts, and the Dark Lord and the Terrain to\n\tmake the Quest interestingly difficult. [...]\n\tIn order to be assured of your future custom, the Management\n\thas a further Rule: Tourists, far from being rewarded for\n\tachieving their Quest Object, must then go on to conquer\n\tthe Dark Lord or set about Saving the World, or both. And\n\twhy not? By then you will have had a lot of practice in\n\tthat sort of thing and, besides, the Quest Object is usually\n\tdesigned to help you do it.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["quetzalcoatl"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOne of the principal Aztec-Toltec gods was the great and wise\n\tQuetzalcoatl, who was called Kukumatz in Guatemala, and\n\tKukulcan in Yucatan. His image, the plumed serpent, is found\n\ton both the oldest and the most recent Indian edifices. ...\n\tThe legend tells how the Indian deity Quetzalcoatl came from\n\tthe \"Land of the Rising Sun\". He wore a long white robe and\n\thad a beard; he taught the people crafts and customs and laid\n\tdown wise laws. He created an empire in which the ears of\n\tcorn were as long as men are tall, and caused bolls of colored\n\tcotton to grow on cotton plants. But for some reason or other\n\the had to leave his empire. ... But all the legends of\n\tQuetzalcoatl unanimously agree that he promised to come again.\n\t\t[ Gods, Graves, and Scholars, by C.W. Ceram ]"},{"keys":["quit*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t Maltar: [...] I remembered a little saying I learned my\n\t first day at the academy.\n\tNatalie: Yeah, yeah, I know. Winners never quit and quitters\n\t never win.\n\t Maltar: What? No! Winners never quit and quitters should\n\t be cast into the Flaming Pit of Death.\n\t\t[ Snow Day, directed by Chris Koch,\n\t\t written by Will McRobb and Chris Viscardi ]"},{"keys":["raijin","raiden"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Japanese god of thunder (rai) and lightning (den). He\n\tprevented the Mongols from invading Japan in 1274. Sitting on\n\ta cloud he sent forth a shower of lightning arrows upon the\n\tinvading fleet. Only three men escaped. Raiden is portrayed\n\tas a red demon with sharp claws, carrying a large drum. He is\n\tfond of eating human navels. The only protection against him\n\tis to hide under a mosquito net.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["ranger","* ranger"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Lonely men are we, Rangers of the wild, hunters -- but hunters\n\tever of the servants of the Enemy; for they are found in many\n\tplaces, not in Mordor only.\n\tIf Gondor, Boromir, has been a stalwart tower, we have played\n\tanother part. Many evil things there are that your strong walls\n\tand bright swords do not stay. You know little of the lands\n\tbeyond your bounds. Peace and freedom, do you say? The North\n\twould have known them little but for us. Fear would have\n\tdestroyed them. But when dark things come from the houseless\n\thills, or creep from sunless woods, they fly from us. What\n\troads would any dare to tread, what safety would there be in\n\tquiet lands, or in the homes of simple men at night, if the\n\tDunedain were asleep, or were all gone into the grave?\"\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["rat","* rat"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRats are long-tailed rodents. They are aggressive,\n\tomnivorous, and adaptable, often carrying diseases.\n\t\t[]\n\n\t\"The rat,\" said O'Brien, still addressing his invisible\n\taudience, \"although a rodent, is carnivorous. You are aware\n\tof that. You will have heard of the things that happen in\n\tthe poor quarters of this town. In some streets a woman dare\n\tnot leave her baby alone in the house, even for five minutes.\n\tThe rats are certain to attack it. Within quite a small time\n\tthey will strip it to the bones. They also attack sick or\n\tdying people. They show astonishing intelligence in knowing\n\twhen a human being is helpless.\"\n\t\t[ 1984, by George Orwell ]"},{"keys":["raven"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only\n\tThat one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.\n\tNothing further then he uttered -- not a feather then he fluttered--\n\tTill I scarcely more than muttered, 'other friends have flown before--\n\tOn the morrow *he* will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'\n\t\tThen the bird said, 'Nevermore.'\n\t\t\t\t[ The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe ]"},{"keys":["ring","* ring","ring of *"],"excludes":["*invisibility"],"text":"\tThree Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,\n\tSeven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,\n\tNine for Mortal Men doomed to die,\n\tOne for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,\n\tIn the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.\n\tOne Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,\n\tOne Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them\n\tIn the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["ring of invisibility"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"When time came for the shepherds to hold their customary\n\tassembly in order to prepare their monthly report to the king\n\tabout the state of the flocks, he came too, wearing this ring.\n\tWhile he was sitting with the others, it chanced that he moved\n\tthe collet of the ring around toward himself into the inside of\n\this hand; having done this, he disappeared from the sight of\n\tthose who were sitting beside him, and they discussed of him as\n\tof someone who had left. And he wondered and once again feeling\n\tfor the ring, he turned the collet outwards and, by turning it,\n\treappeared. Reflecting upon this, he put the ring to the test\n\tto see if it indeed had such power, and he came to this\n\tconclusion that, by turning the collet inwards, he became\n\tinvisible, outwards, visible. Having perceived this, he at\n\tonce managed for himself to become one of the envoys to the\n\tking; upon arrival, having seduced his wife, with her help,\n\the laid a hand on the king, murdered him and took hold of the\n\tleadership.\"\n\t\t[ The Republic, by Plato, translated by James Adam ]"},{"keys":["robe"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRobes are the only garments, apart from Shirts, ever to have\n\tsleeves. They have three uses:\n\t1. As the official uniform of Priests, Priestesses, Monks,\n\tNuns (see Nunnery), and Wizards. The OMT [ Official Management\n\tTerm ] prescribed for the Robes of Priests and Nuns is that\n\tthey _fall in severe folds_; of Priestesses that they _float_;\n\tand of Wizards that they _swirl_. You can thus see who you\n\tare dealing with.\n\t2. For Kings. The OMT here is _falling in stately folds_.\n\t3. As the garb of Desert Nomads. [...]\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["rock","large rock"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBilbo saw that the moment had come when he must do something.\n\tHe could not get up at the brutes and he had nothing to shoot\n\twith; but looking about he saw that in this place there were\n\tmany stones lying in what appeared to be a now dry little\n\twatercourse. Bilbo was a pretty fair shot with a stone, and\n\tit did not take him long to find a nice smooth egg-shaped one\n\tthat fitted his hand cosily. As a boy he used to practise\n\tthrowing stones at things, until rabbits and squirrels, and\n\teven birds, got out of his way as quick as lightning if they\n\tsaw him stoop; and even grownup he had still spent a deal of\n\this time at quoits, dart-throwing, shooting at the wand,\n\tbowls, ninepins and other quiet games of the aiming and\n\tthrowing sort - indeed he could do lots of things, besides\n\tblowing smoke-rings, asking riddles and cooking, that I\n\thaven't time to tell you about. There is no time now. While\n\the was picking up stones, the spider had reached Bombur, and\n\tsoon he would have been dead. At that moment Bilbo threw.\n\tThe stone struck the spider plunk on the head, and it dropped\n\tsenseless off the tree, flop to the ground, with all its legs\n\tcurled up.\n\t\t[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["rock mole"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA rock mole is a member of the rodent family. They get their\n\tname from their ability to tunnel through rock in the same\n\tfashion that a mole tunnels through earth. They are known to\n\teat anything they come across in their diggings, although it\n\tis still unknown how they convert some of these things into\n\tsomething of nutritional value."},{"keys":["rodent*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA gnawing mammal (order _Rodentia_) having in each jaw two\n\t(rarely four) incisors, growing continually from persistent\n\tpulps, and no canine teeth, as a squirrel, beaver, or rat.\n\t\t[ Webster's Comprehensive International Dictionary\n\t\t of the English Language ]"},{"keys":["rogue","* rogue"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI understand the business, I hear it: to have an open ear, a\n\tquick eye, and a nimble hand, is necessary for a cut-purse; a\n\tgood nose is requisite also, to smell out work for the other\n\tsenses. I see this is the time that the unjust man doth\n\tthrive. ... The prince himself is about a piece of iniquity,\n\tstealing away from his father with his clog at his heels: if\n\tI thought it were a piece of honesty to acquaint the king\n\twithal, I would not do't: I hold it the more knavery to\n\tconceal it; and therein am I constant to my profession.\n\t\t[ Autolycus the Rogue, from The Winter's Tale by\n\t\t\tWilliam Shakespeare ]"},{"keys":["root","dwarven root"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBut when they were cooked these roots proved good to eat,\n\tsomewhat like bread; and the outlaws were glad of them, for\n\tthey had long lacked bread save when they could steal it.\n\t\"Wild Elves know them not; Grey-elves have not found them;\n\tthe proud ones from over the Sea are too proud to delve,\"\n\tsaid Mim.\n\n\t\"What is their name?\" said Turin. Mim looked at him sidelong.\n\t\"They have no name, save in the Dwarf-tongue, which we do not\n\tteach,\" he said. \"And we not teach Men to find them, for Men\n\tare greedy and thriftless, and would not spare till all the\n\tplants had perished; whereas now they pass them by as they go\n\tblundering in the wild. No more will you learn of me; but you\n\tmay have enough of my bounty, as long as you speak fair and\n\tdo not spy or steal.\" Then again he laughed in his throat.\n\n\t\"They are of great worth.\" he said. \"More than gold in the\n\thungry winter, for they may be hoarded like the nuts of a\n\tsquirrel, and already we were building our store from the\n\tfirst that are ripe.\"\n\t\t[ Unfinished Tales, Part 1, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["roshi"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRoshi is a Japanese word, common in Zen Buddhism, meaning \"old\"\n\t(ro) and \"teacher\" (shi). Roshi can be used as a term of\n\trespect, as in the Rinzai school; as a simple reference to\n\tactual age, as in the Soto school; or it can mean a teacher who\n\thas transmitted knowledge to, and thus \"given birth\" to, a new\n\tteacher.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["rothe"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe rothe (pronounced roth-AY) is a musk ox-like creature with\n\tan aversion to light. It prefers to live underground near\n\tlichen and moss."},{"keys":["*royal jelly"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"'Royal Jelly,'\" he read aloud, \"'must be a substance of\n\ttremendous nourishing power, for on this diet alone, the\n\thoney-bee larva increases in weight fifteen hundred times in\n\tfive days!'\"\n\n\t\"How much?\"\n\n\t\"Fifteen hundred times, Mabel. And you know what that means\n\tif you put it in terms of a human being? It means,\" he said,\n\tlowering his voice, leaning forward, fixing her with those\n\tsmall pale eyes, \"it means that in five days a baby weighing\n\tseven and a half pounds to start off with would increase in\n\tweight to five tons!\"\n\t\t[ Royal Jelly, by Roald Dahl ]"},{"keys":["ruby","sapphire"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t_Corundum._ Mineral, aluminum oxide, Al2O3. The clear\n\tvarieties are used as gems and the opaque as abrasive materials.\n\tCorundum occurs in crystals of the hexagonal system and in\n\tmasses. It is transparent to opaque and has a vitreous to\n\tadamantine luster. ... The chief corundum gems are the ruby\n\t(red) and the sapphire (blue).\n\t\t[ The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition ]"},{"keys":["rust monster"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese strange creatures live on a diet of metals. They can\n\tturn a suit of armour into so much useless rusted scrap in no\n\ttime at all."},{"keys":["rust monster or disenchanter"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThese ground-dwelling monsters are known to make short\n\twork out of degrading adventurers' combat equipment."},{"keys":["*saber","*sabre"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFlashed all their sabres bare,\n\tFlashed as they turned in air,\n\tSab'ring the gunners there,\n\tCharging an army, while\n\tAll the world wondered:\n\tPlunged in the battery smoke,\n\tRight through the line they broke;\n\tCossack and Russian\n\tReeled from the sabre-stroke\n\tShattered and sundered.\n\tThen they rode back, but not--\n\tNot the six hundred.\n\t\t[ The Charge of the Light Brigade,\n\t\t by Alfred, Lord Tennyson ]"},{"keys":["saddle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe horseman serves the horse,\n\tThe neat-herd serves the neat,\n\tThe merchant serves the purse,\n\tThe eater serves his meat;\n\t'Tis the day of the chattel,\n\tWeb to weave, and corn to grind,\n\tThings are in the saddle,\n\tAnd ride mankind.\n\t\t[ Ode, by Ralph Waldo Emerson ]"},{"keys":["sake"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tJapanese rice wine."},{"keys":["salamander"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFor hundreds of years, many people believed that salamanders\n\twere magical. In England in the Middle Ages, people thought\n\tthat fire created salamanders. When they set fire to damp\n\tlogs, dozens of the slimy creatures scurried out. The word\n\tsalamander, in fact, comes from a Greek word meaning \"fire\n\tanimal\".\n\t\t[ Salamanders, by Cherie Winner ]"},{"keys":["samurai","* samurai"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBy that time, Narahara had already slipped his arm from the\n\tsleeve of his outer robe, drew out his two-and-a-half-foot\n\tFujiwara Tadahiro sword, and, brandishing it over his head,\n\tbegan barreling toward the foreigners. In less than a minute,\n\the had charged upon them and cut one of them through the torso.\n\tThe man fled, clutching his bulging guts, finally to fall from\n\this horse at the foot of a pine tree about a thousand yards\n\taway. Kaeda Takeji finished him off. The other two Englishmen\n\twere severely wounded as they tried to flee. Only the woman\n\tmanaged to escape virtually unscathed.\n\t\t[ The Fox-horse, from Drunk as a Lord, by Ryotaro Shiba ]"},{"keys":["sandestin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIldefonse left the terrace and almost immediately sounds\n\tof contention came from the direction of the work-room.\n\tIldefonse presently returned to the terrace, followed by\n\tOsherl and a second sandestin using the guise of a gaunt blue\n\tbird-like creature, some six feet in height.\n\n\tIldefonse spoke in scathing tones: \"Behold these two\n\tcreatures! They can roam the chronoplex as easily as you\n\tor I can walk around the table; yet neither has the wit to\n\tannounce his presence upon arrival. I found Osherl asleep\n\tin his fulgurite and Sarsem perched in the rafters.\"\n\t\t[...]\n\t\"No matter,\" said Rhialto. \"He has brought Sarsem, and this\n\twas his requirement. In the main, Osherl, you have done well!\"\n\n\t\"And my indenture point?\"\n\n\t\"Much depends upon Sarsem's testimony. Sarsem, will you sit?\"\n\n\t\"In this guise, I find it more convenient to stand.\"\n\n\t\"Then why not alter to human form and join us in comfort at\n\tthe table?\"\n\n\t\"That is a good idea.\" Sarsem became a naked young epicene\n\tin an integument of lavender scales with puffs of purple hair\n\tlike pom-poms growing down his back. He seated himself at\n\tthe table but declined refreshment. \"This human semblance,\n\tthough typical, is after all, only a guise. If I were to put\n\tsuch things inside myself, I might well become uneasy.\"\n\t\t[ Rhialto the Marvellous, by Jack Vance ]"},{"keys":["sasquatch"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe name _Sasquatch_ doesn't really become important in Canada\n\tuntil the 1930s, when it appeared in the works of J. W. Burns,\n\ta British Columbian writer who used a great deal of Indian\n\tlore in his stories. Burn's Sasquatch was a giant Indian who\n\tlived in the wilderness. He was hairy only in the sense that\n\the had long hair on his head, and while this Sasquatch lived a\n\twild and primitive life, he was fully human.\n\tBurns's character proved to be quite popular. There was a\n\tSasquatch Inn near the town of Harrison, British Columbia, and\n\tHarrison even had a local celebration called \"Sasquatch Days.\"\n\tThe celebration which had been dormant for years was revived\n\tas part of British Columbia's centennial, and one of the\n\tevents was to be a Sasquatch hunt. The hunt never took place,\n\tperhaps it was never supposed to, but the publicity about it\n\tdid bring out a number of people who said they had encountered\n\ta Sasquatch -- not Burns's giant Indian, but the hairy apelike\n\tcreature that we have all come to know.\n\t\t[ The Encyclopedia of Monsters, by Daniel Cohen ]"},{"keys":["scalpel"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA scalpel is a very sharp knife used for surgery ... Merely\n\ttouching a medical scalpel with bare hands to test it will\n\tcut through the skin. ... Medical scalpel blades are gradually\n\tcurved for greater precision when cutting through tissue.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*sceptre of might"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis mace was created aeons ago in some unknown cave,\n\tand has been passed down from generation to generation of\n\tcave dwellers. It is a very mighty mace indeed, and in\n\taddition will protect anyone who wields it from magic\n\tmissile attacks. When invoked, it causes conflict in the\n\tarea around it."},{"keys":["scimitar"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOh, how handsome, how noble was the Vizier Ali Tebelin,\n\tmy father, as he stood there in the midst of the shot, his\n\tscimitar in his hand, his face black with powder! How his\n\tenemies fled before him!\n\t\t[ The Count of Monte Cristo, by Alexandre Dumas ]"},{"keys":["scorpio*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA sub-species of the spider (_Scorpionidae_), the scorpion\n\tdistinguishes itself from them by having a lower body that\n\tends in a long, jointed tail tapering to a poisonous stinger.\n\tThey have eight legs and pincers.\n\t\t[ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]"},{"keys":["scorpius"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSince early times, the Scorpion has represented death, darkness,\n\tand evil. Scorpius is the reputed slayer of Orion the Hunter.\n\t[...] The gods put both scorpion and hunter among the stars, but\n\ton opposite sides of the sky so they would never fight again.\n\tAs Scorpius rises in the east, Orion sets in the west.\n\t\t[ 365 Starry Nights, by Chet Raymo ]"},{"keys":["scroll of punishment","punish*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt matters not how strait the gate,\n\tHow charged with punishments the scroll,\n\tI am the master of my fate;\n\tI am the captain of my soul.\n\t\t[ Invictus, by William Ernest Henley ]"},{"keys":["*scroll","scroll *"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd I was gazing on the surges prone,\n\tWith many a scalding tear and many a groan,\n\tWhen at my feet emerg'd an old man's hand,\n\tGrasping this scroll, and this same slender wand.\n\tI knelt with pain--reached out my hand--had grasp'd\n\tThose treasures--touch'd the knuckles--they unclasp'd--\n\tI caught a finger: but the downward weight\n\tO'erpowered me--it sank. Then 'gan abate\n\tThe storm, and through chill aguish gloom outburst\n\tThe comfortable sun. I was athirst\n\tTo search the book, and in the warming air\n\tParted its dripping leaves with eager care.\n\tStrange matters did it treat of, and drew on\n\tMy soul page after page, till well-nigh won\n\tInto forgetfulness; when, stupefied,\n\tI read these words, and read again, and tried\n\tMy eyes against the heavens, and read again.\n\t\t[ Endymion, by John Keats ]"},{"keys":["set","seth"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe ancient Egyptian god of chaos (Set), the embodiment of\n\thostility and even of outright evil. He is also a god of war,\n\tdeserts, storms, and foreign lands. ... In the Book of the\n\tDead, Seth is called \"Lord of the Northern Sky\" and is held\n\tresponsible for storms and cloudy weather. ... Seth was\n\tportrayed as a man with the head of undeterminable origin,\n\talthough some see in it the head of an aardvark. He had a\n\tcurved snout, erect square-tipped ears and a long forked tail.\n\tHe was sometimes entirely in animal form with the body similar\n\tto that of a greyhound. Animals sacred to this god were the\n\tdog, the jackal, the gazelle, the donkey, the crocodile, the\n\thippopotamus, and the pig.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia Mythica, ed. M.F. Lindemans ]"},{"keys":["shad*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tFor the shades--figures of jet black streaking across the\n\twhite-knobbed ground--were upon her. Strength was meaningless\n\tagainst shades. They had no real substance. Only two things\n\tmattered: moving quickly and not letting yourself be\n\tfrightened. Shades were dangerous, but so long as you had silver,\n\tyou could fight. [...]\n\n\tHer knife passed through the shade with a slight tugging feeling,\n\tcreating a shower of bright white sparks that sprayed out of the\n\tshade. The shade pulled back, its black tendrils writhing about\n\tone another.\n\n\tSilence spun on the other. The pitch sky let her see only the\n\tthing's eyes, a horrid green, as it reached for her. She lunged.\n\n\tIts spectral hands were upon her, the icy cold of its fingers\n\tgripping her arm below the elbow. She could feel it. Shade\n\tfingers had substance; they could grab you, hold you back. Only\n\tsilver warded them away. Only with silver could you fight.\n\t\t[ Shadows for Silence in the Forests of Hell,\n\t\t by Brandon Sanderson ]"},{"keys":["shaman karnov"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMaking his quarters in the Caves of the Ancestors, Shaman\n\tKarnov unceasingly tries to shield his neanderthal people\n\tfrom Tiamat's minions' harassments."},{"keys":["shan*lai*ching"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Chinese god of Mountains and Seas, also the name of an\n\told book (also Shan Hai Tjing), the book of mountains and\n\tseas - which deals with the monster Kung Kung trying to\n\tseize power from Yao, the fourth emperor.\n\t\t[ Spectrum Atlas van de Mythologie ]"},{"keys":["shark"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAs the shark moved, its dark top reflected virtually no\n\tlight. The denticles on its skin muted the whoosh of its\n\tmovements as the shark rose, driven by the power of the\n\tgreat tail sweeping from side to side, like a scythe.\n\tThe fish exploded upward.\n\tCharles Bruder felt a slight vacuum tug in the motion of\n\tthe sea, noted it as a passing current, the pull of a wave,\n\tthe tickle of undertow. He could not have heard the faint\n\tsucking rush of water not far beneath him. He couldn't\n\thave seen or heard what was hurtling from the murk at\n\tastonishing speed, jaws unhinging, widening, for the\n\tenormous first bite. It was the classic attack\n\tthat no other creature in nature could make -- a bomb from\n\tthe depths.\n\t\t[ Close to Shore, by Michael Capuzzo ]"},{"keys":["*shield"],"excludes":["uruk*","white*"],"text":"\tIn his hands he took his shield, all glittering: no one ever\n\tbroke it with a blow or crushed it. And a wonder it was to see;\n\tfor its whole orb shimmered with enamel and white ivory and\n\telectrum, and it glowed with shining gold; and there were zones\n\tof cyanus drawn upon it. In the center was Fear worked in adamant,\n\tunspeakable, staring backwards with eyes that glowed with fire.\n\tHis mouth was full of teeth in a white row, fearful and daunting,\n\tand upon his grim brow hovered frightful Strife who arrays the\n\tthrong of men: pitiless she, for she took away the mind and senses\n\tof poor wretches who made war against the son of Zeus. Their souls\n\tpassed beneath the earth and went down into the house of Hades;\n\tbut their bones, when the skin is rotted about them, crumble away\n\ton the dark earth under parching Sirius.\n\t\t[ Hesiod, The Homeric Hymns and Homerica,\n\t\t\ttranslation by Hugh G. Evelyn-White ]"},{"keys":["shito"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA Japanese stabbing knife."},{"keys":["shopkeeper"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere have been three general theories put forward to explain\n\tthe phenomenon of the wandering shops or, as they are\n\tgenerically known, _tabernae vagantes._\n\tThe first postulates that many thousands of years ago there\n\tevolved somewhere in the multiverse a race whose single talent\n\twas to buy cheap and sell dear. Soon they controlled a vast\n\tgalactic empire or, as they put it, Emporium, and the more\n\tadvanced members of the species found a way to equip their very\n\tshops with unique propulsion units that could break the dark\n\twalls of space itself and open up vast new markets. And long\n\tafter the worlds of the Emporium perished in the heat death of\n\ttheir particular universe, after one last defiant fire sale,\n\tthe wandering starshops still ply their trade, eating their way\n\tthrough the pages of spacetime like a worm through a three-\n\tvolume novel.\n\tThe second is that they are the creation of a sympathetic Fate,\n\tcharged with the role of supplying exactly the right thing\n\tat the right time.\n\tThe third is that they are simply a very clever way of getting\n\taround the various Sunday Closing acts.\n\tAll these theories, diverse as they are, have two things in\n\tcommon. They explain the observed facts, and they are\n\tcompletely and utterly wrong.\n\t\t[ The Light Fantastic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["shrieker"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWith a single, savage thrust of her spear, the warrior-woman\n\timpaled the fungus, silencing it. However, it was too late:\n\tthe alarm had been raised[...]\n\tSuddenly, a large, dark shape rose from the abyss before them,\n\tits fetid bulk looming overhead... The monster was some kind of\n\tgreat dark worm, but that was about all they were sure of.\n\t\t[ The Adventurers, Epic IV, by Thomas A. Miller ]"},{"keys":["throwing star","shuriken"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYou know, that's what I hate most about fighting against magic:\n\tyou never know what they're trying to do to you until it hits.\n\tThe sorceress knew what hit her, however. Two of the shuriken\n\tgot past whatever defenses she had. One caught her just below\n\tthe throat, the other in the middle of her chest. It wouldn't\n\tkill her, but she wouldn't be fighting anyone for a while.\n\t\t[ Jhereg, by Steven Brust ]"},{"keys":["skeleton"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA skeleton is a magically animated undead creature. Unlike\n\tshades, only a humanoid creature can be used to create a\n\tskeleton. No one knows why this is true, but it has become\n\tan accepted fact amongst the practitioners of the black arts."},{"keys":["slasher"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"That dog belonged to a settler who tried to build his cabin\n\ton the bank of the river a few miles south of the fort,\"\n\tgrunted Conan. ... \"We took him to the fort and dressed his\n\twounds, but after he recovered he took to the woods and turned\n\twild. -- What now, Slasher, are you hunting the men who\n\tkilled your master?\" ... \"Let him come,\" muttered Conan.\n\t\"He can smell the devils before we can see them.\" ...\n\tSlasher cleared the timbers with a bound and leaped into the\n\tbushes. They were violently shaken and then the dog slunk\n\tback to Balthus' side, his jaws crimson. ... \"He was a man,\"\n\tsaid Conan. \"I drink to his shade, and to the shade of the\n\tdog, who knew no fear.\" He quaffed part of the wine, then\n\temptied the rest upon the floor, with a curious heathen\n\tgesture, and smashed the goblet. \"The heads of ten Picts\n\tshall pay for this, and seven heads for the dog, who was a\n\tbetter warrior than many a man.\"\n\t\t[ Conan The Warrior, by Robert E Howard ]"},{"keys":["*sleep"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSleep is a death; oh, make me try\n\tBy sleeping, what it is to die,\n\tAnd as gently lay my head\n\tOn my grave, as now my bed.\n\t\t[ Religio Medici, by Sir Thomas Browne ]"},{"keys":["slime mold"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tScience fiction did not invent the slime molds, but it has\n\tborrowed from them in using the idea of sheets of liquid, flowing\n\tcytoplasm engulfing and dissolving every living thing they touch.\n\tWhat fiction can only imagine, nature has produced, and only their\n\tsmall size and dependence on coolness, moisture, and darkness has\n\tkept the slime molds from ordinary observation, for they are common\n\tenough.\n\t\t[ Encyclopaedia Britannica, 1977 ]"},{"keys":["sling"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAnd it came to pass, when the Philistine arose, and came and\n\tdrew nigh to meet David, that David hasted, and ran toward\n\tthe army to meet the Philistine.\n\tAnd David put his hand in his bag, and took thence a stone,\n\tand slang it, and smote the Philistine in his forehead, that\n\tthe stone sunk into his forehead; and he fell upon his face\n\tto the earth.\n\tSo David prevailed over the Philistine with a sling and with\n\ta stone, and smote the Philistine, and slew him; but there\n\twas no sword in the hand of David.\n\t\t[ 1 Samuel 17:48-50 ]"},{"keys":["*snake","serpent","water moccasin","pit viper"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNow the serpent was more subtle than any beast of the field\n\twhich the Lord God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea,\n\thath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?\n\tAnd the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of\n\tthe trees of the garden: but of the fruit of the tree which is\n\tin the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat of\n\tit, neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die. And the serpent\n\tsaid unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: for God doth\n\tknow that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be\n\topened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil. And\n\twhen the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it\n\twas pleasant to the eyes, and a tree to be desired to make one\n\twise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also\n\tunto her husband with her; and he did eat.\n\n\tAnd the Lord God said unto the woman, What is this that thou\n\thast done? And the woman said, The serpent beguiled me, and I\n\tdid eat. And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou\n\thast done this, thou art cursed above all cattle, and above\n\tevery beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and\n\tdust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life: And I will put\n\tenmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her\n\tseed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.\n\t\t[ Genesis 3:1-6,13-15 ]"},{"keys":["snickersnee"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAh, never shall I forget the cry,\n\t or the shriek that shrieked he,\n\tAs I gnashed my teeth, and from my sheath\n\t I drew my Snickersnee!\n\t--Koko, Lord high executioner of Titipu\n\t\t[ The Mikado, by Sir W.S. Gilbert ]"},{"keys":["sokoban"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSokoban (Japanese for \"warehouse keeper\") is a transport puzzle\n\tin which the player pushes boxes around a maze, viewed from\n\tabove, and tries to put them in designated locations. Only one\n\tbox may be pushed at a time, not two, and boxes cannot be pulled.\n\tAs the puzzle would be extremely difficult to create physically,\n\tit is usually implemented as a video game.\n\n\tSokoban was created in 1982 by Hiroyuki Imabayashi, and was\n\tpublished by Thinking Rabbit, a software house based in\n\tTakarazuka, Japan. Thinking Rabbit also released three sequels:\n\tBoxxle, Sokoban Perfect and Sokoban Revenge.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["*soldier","sergeant","lieutenant","captain"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe soldiers of Yendor are well-trained in the art of war,\n\tmany trained by the Wizard himself. Some say the soldiers\n\tare explorers who were unfortunate enough to be captured,\n\tand put under the Wizard's spell. Those who have survived\n\tencounters with soldiers say they travel together in platoons,\n\tand are fierce fighters. Because of the load of their combat\n\tgear, however, one can usually run away from them, and doing\n\tso is considered a wise thing."},{"keys":["*spear","javelin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t- they come together with great random, and a spear is brast,\n\tand one party brake his shield and the other one goes down,\n\thorse and man, over his horse-tail and brake his neck, and\n\tthen the next candidate comes randoming in, and brast his\n\tspear, and the other man brast his shield, and down he goes,\n\thorse and man, over his horse-tail, and brake his neck, and\n\tthen there's another elected, and another and another and\n\tstill another, till the material is all used up; and when you\n\tcome to figure up results, you can't tell one fight from\n\tanother, nor who whipped; and as a picture of living, raging,\n\troaring battle, sho! why it's pale and noiseless - just\n\tghosts scuffling in a fog. Dear me, what would this barren\n\tvocabulary get out of the mightiest spectacle? - the burning\n\tof Rome in Nero's time, for instance? Why, it would merely\n\tsay 'Town burned down; no insurance; boy brast a window,\n\tfireman brake his neck!' Why, that ain't a picture!\n\t\t[ A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court,\n\t\t by Mark Twain ]"},{"keys":["*spellbook*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Book of Three lay closed on the table. Taran had never\n\tbeen allowed to read the volume for himself; now he was sure\n\tit held more than Dallben chose to tell him. In the sun-\n\tfilled room, with Dallben still meditating and showing no\n\tsign of stopping, Taran rose and moved through the shimmering\n\tbeams. From the forest came the monotonous tick of a beetle.\n\tHis hands reached for the cover. Taran gasped in pain and\n\tsnatched them away. They smarted as if each of his fingers\n\thad been stung by hornets. He jumped back, stumbled against\n\tthe bench, and dropped to the floor, where he put his fingers\n\twoefully into his mouth.\n\tDallben's eyes blinked open. He peered at Taran and yawned\n\tslowly. \"You had better see Coll about a lotion for those\n\thands,\" he advised. \"Otherwise, I shouldn't be surprised if\n\tthey blistered.\"\n\t\t[ The Book of Three, by Lloyd Alexander ]"},{"keys":["*spider"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tEight legged creature capable of spinning webs to trap prey.\n\t\t[]\n\n\t\"You mean you eat flies?\" gasped Wilbur.\n\t\"Certainly. Flies, bugs, grasshoppers, choice beetles,\n\tmoths, butterflies, tasty cockroaches, gnats, midges, daddy\n\tlonglegs, centipedes, mosquitoes, crickets - anything that is\n\tcareless enough to get caught in my web. I have to live,\n\tdon't I?\"\n\t\"Why, yes, of course,\" said Wilbur.\n\t\t[ Charlotte's Web, by E.B. White ]"},{"keys":["*spore","*sphere"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe attack by those who want to die -- this is the attack\n\tagainst which you cannot prepare a perfect defense.\n\t\t\t\t\t--Human aphorism\n\t\t[ The Dosadi Experiment, by Frank Herbert ]"},{"keys":["squeaky board"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA floorboard creaked. Galder had spent many hours tuning them,\n\talways a wise precaution with an ambitious assistant who walked\n\tlike a cat.\n\tD flat. That meant he was just to the right of the door.\n\t\"Ah, Trymon,\" he said, without turning, and noted with some\n\tsatisfaction the faint indrawing of breath behind him. \"Good\n\tof you to come. Shut the door, will you?\"\n\t\t[ The Light Fantastic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["*staff"],"excludes":["*aesculapius"],"text":"\tSo they stood, each in his place, neither moving a finger's\n\tbreadth back, for one good hour, and many blows were given\n\tand received by each in that time, till here and there were\n\tsore bones and bumps, yet neither thought of crying \"Enough,\"\n\tor seemed likely to fall from off the bridge. Now and then\n\tthey stopped to rest, and each thought that he never had seen\n\tin all his life before such a hand at quarterstaff. At last\n\tRobin gave the stranger a blow upon the ribs that made his\n\tjacket smoke like a damp straw thatch in the sun. So shrewd\n\twas the stroke that the stranger came within a hair's breadth\n\tof falling off the bridge; but he regained himself right\n\tquickly, and, by a dexterous blow, gave Robin a crack on the\n\tcrown that caused the blood to flow. Then Robin grew mad\n\twith anger, and smote with all his might at the other; but\n\tthe stranger warded the blow, and once again thwacked Robin,\n\tand this time so fairly that he fell heels over head into the\n\twater, as the queen pin falls in a game of bowls.\n\t\t[ The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood, by Howard Pyle ]"},{"keys":["*staff of aesculapius"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis staff is considered sacred to all healers, as it truly\n\tholds the powers of life and death. When wielded, it\n\tprotects its user from all life draining attacks, and\n\tadditionally gives the wielder the power of regeneration.\n\tWhen invoked it performs healing magic."},{"keys":["stair*","branch stair*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tUp he went -- very quickly at first -- then more slowly -- then\n\tin a little while even more slowly than that -- and finally,\n\tafter many minutes of climbing up the endless stairway, one\n\tweary foot was barely able to follow the other. Milo suddenly\n\trealized that with all his effort he was no closer to the top\n\tthan when he began, and not a great deal further from the\n\tbottom. But he struggled on for a while longer, until at last,\n\tcompletely exhausted, he collapsed onto one of the steps.\n\t\"I should have known it,\" he mumbled, resting his tired legs\n\tand filling his lungs with air. \"This is just like the line\n\tthat goes on forever, and I'll never get there.\"\n\t\"You wouldn't like it much anyway,\" someone replied gently.\n\t\"Infinity is a dreadfully poor place. They can never manage to\n\tmake ends meet.\"\n\t\t[ The Phantom Tollbooth, by Norton Juster ]\n\n\t Dr. Ray Stantz: Hey, where do those stairs go?\n\tDr. Peter Venkman: They go up.\n\t\t[ Ghostbusters, directed by Ivan Reitman,\n\t\t written by Dan Ackroyd and Harold Ramis ]"},{"keys":["*stalker"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"You don't understand,\" he said, \"who I am or what I am. I'll show\n\tyou. By Heaven! I'll show you.\" Then he put his open palm over\n\this face and withdrew it. The centre of his face became a black\n\tcavity. \"Here,\" he said. He stepped forward and handed Mrs. Hall\n\tsomething which she, staring at his metamorphosed face, accepted\n\tautomatically. Then, when she saw what it was, she screamed\n\tloudly, dropped it, and staggered back. The nose--it was the\n\tstranger's nose! pink and shining--rolled on the floor.\n\n\tThen he removed his spectacles, and everyone in the bar gasped. He\n\ttook off his hat, and with a violent gesture tore at his whiskers\n\tand bandages. For a moment they resisted him. A flash of horrible\n\tanticipation passed through the bar. \"Oh, my Gard!\" said some one.\n\tThen off they came.\n\n\tIt was worse than anything. Mrs. Hall, standing open-mouthed and\n\thorror-struck, shrieked at what she saw, and made for the door of\n\tthe house. Everyone began to move. They were prepared for scars,\n\tdisfigurements, tangible horrors, but nothing! The bandages and\n\tfalse hair flew across the passage into the bar, making a\n\thobbledehoy jump to avoid them. Everyone tumbled on everyone else\n\tdown the steps. For the man who stood there shouting some\n\tincoherent explanation, was a solid gesticulating figure up to the\n\tcoat-collar of him, and then--nothingness, no visible thing at all!\n\t\t[ The Invisible Man, by H.G. Wells ]"},{"keys":["statue*"],"excludes":["statue trap"],"text":"\tThen at last he began to wonder why the lion was standing so\n\tstill - for it hadn't moved one inch since he first set eyes\n\ton it. Edmund now ventured a little nearer, still keeping in\n\tthe shadow of the arch as much as he could. He now saw from\n\tthe way the lion was standing that it couldn't have been\n\tlooking at him at all. (\"But supposing it turns its head?\"\n\tthought Edmund.) In fact it was staring at something else -\n\tnamely a little dwarf who stood with his back to it about\n\tfour feet away. \"Aha!\" thought Edmund. \"When it springs at\n\tthe dwarf then will be my chance to escape.\" But still the\n\tlion never moved, nor did the dwarf. And now at last Edmund\n\tremembered what the others had said about the White Witch\n\tturning people into stone. Perhaps this was only a stone\n\tlion. And as soon as he had thought of that he noticed that\n\tthe lion's back and the top of its head were covered with\n\tsnow. Of course it must be only a statue!\n\t\t[ The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, by C.S. Lewis ]"},{"keys":["stethoscope"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tTool used to listen closely to adjacent sound, typically by\n\ta medical practitioner to listen to a patient's heart, lungs,\n\tor pulse."},{"keys":["microscope","telescope","telephone","television"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNot invented yet."},{"keys":["sting"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere was the usual dim grey light of the forest-day about\n\thim when he came to his senses. The spider lay dead beside\n\thim, and his sword-blade was stained black. Somehow the\n\tkilling of the giant spider, all alone and by himself in the\n\tdark without the help of the wizard or the dwarves or of\n\tanyone else, made a great difference to Mr. Baggins. He felt\n\ta different person, and much fiercer and bolder in spite of\n\tan empty stomach, as he wiped his sword on the grass and put\n\tit back into its sheath.\n\n\t\"I will give you a name,\" he said to it, \"and I shall call\n\tyou Sting.\"\n\t\t[ The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["stormbringer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere were sounds in the distance, incongruent with the\n\tsounds of even this nameless, timeless sea: thin sounds,\n\tagonized and terrible, for all that they remained remote -\n\tyet the ship followed them, as if drawn by them; they grew\n\tlouder - pain and despair were there, but terror was\n\tpredominant.\n\n\tElric had heard such sounds echoing from his cousin Yyrkoon's\n\tsardonically named 'Pleasure Chambers' in the days before he\n\thad fled the responsibilities of ruling all that remained of\n\tthe old Melnibonean Empire. These were the voices of men\n\twhose very souls were under siege; men to whom death meant\n\tnot mere extinction, but a continuation of existence, forever\n\tin thrall to some cruel and supernatural master. He had\n\theard men cry so when his salvation and his nemesis, his\n\tgreat black battle-blade Stormbringer, drank their souls.\n\t\t[ The Lands Beyond the World, by Michael Moorcock ]"},{"keys":["*strange object","strange","glorkum*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHe walked for some time through a long narrow corridor\n\twithout finding any one and was just going to call out,\n\twhen suddenly in a dark corner between an old cupboard\n\tand the door he caught sight of a strange object which\n\tseemed to be alive.\n\t\t[ Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoevsky ]"},{"keys":["straw golem"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDorothy leaned her chin upon her hand and gazed thoughtfully\n\tat the Scarecrow. Its head was a small sack stuffed with\n\tstraw, with eyes, nose, and mouth painted on it to represent\n\ta face. An old, pointed blue hat, that had belonged to some\n\tMunchkin, was perched on his head, and the rest of the figure\n\twas a blue suit of clothes, worn and faded, which had also\n\tbeen stuffed with straw. On the feet were some old boots with\n\tblue tops, such as every man wore in this country, and the\n\tfigure was raised above the stalks of corn by means of the\n\tpole stuck up its back.\n\t\t[ The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, by L. Frank Baum ]"},{"keys":["sunsword"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhat you seek is a blade of light,\n\ta weapon for vengeance.\n\t\t[ Expedition to Castle Ravenloft,\n\t\t\tby Bruce Cordell and James Wyatt ]"},{"keys":["susano*o"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Shinto chthonic and weather god and brother of the sun\n\tgoddess Amaterasu, he was born from the nose of the\n\tprimordial creator god Izanagi and represents the physical,\n\tmaterial world. He has been expelled from heaven and taken\n\tup residence on earth.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["tanko"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSamurai plate armor of the Yamato period (AD 300 - 710)."},{"keys":["tengu"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe tengu was the most troublesome creature of Japanese\n\tlegend. Part bird and part man, with red beak for a nose\n\tand flashing eyes, the tengu was notorious for stirring up\n\tfeuds and prolonging enmity between families. Indeed, the\n\tbelligerent tengu were supposed to have been man's first\n\tinstructors in the use of arms.\n\t [ Mythical Beasts, by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ]"},{"keys":["thoth"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Egyptian god of the moon and wisdom, Thoth is the patron\n\tdeity of scribes and of knowledge, including scientific,\n\tmedical and mathematical writing, and is said to have given\n\tmankind the art of hieroglyphic writing. He is important as\n\ta mediator and counsellor amongst the gods and is the scribe\n\tof the Heliopolis Ennead pantheon. According to mythology,\n\the was born from the head of the god Seth. He may be\n\tdepicted in human form with the head of an ibis, wholly as an\n\tibis, or as a seated baboon sometimes with its torso covered\n\tin feathers. His attributes include a crown which consists\n\tof a crescent moon surmounted by a moon disc.\n\tThoth is generally regarded as a benign deity. He is also\n\tscrupulously fair and is responsible not only for entering\n\tin the record the souls who pass to afterlife, but of\n\tadjudicating in the Hall of the Two Truths. The Pyramid\n\tTexts reveal a violent side of his nature by which he\n\tdecapitates the adversaries of truth and wrenches out their\n\thearts.\n\t\t[ Encyclopedia of Gods, by Michael Jordan ]"},{"keys":["thoth*amon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMen say that he [Thutothmes] has opposed Thoth-Amon, who is\n\tmaster of all priests of Set, and dwells in Luxor, and that\n\tThutothmes seeks hidden power [The Heart of Ahriman] to\n\toverthrow the Great One.\n\t\t[ Conan the Conqueror, by Robert E. Howard ]"},{"keys":["*throne"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMethought I saw the footsteps of a throne\n\tWhich mists and vapours from mine eyes did shroud--\n\tNor view of who might sit thereon allowed;\n\tBut all the steps and ground about were strown\n\tWith sights the ruefullest that flesh and bone\n\tEver put on; a miserable crowd,\n\tSick, hale, old, young, who cried before that cloud,\n\t\"Thou art our king,\n\tO Death! to thee we groan.\"\n\tThose steps I clomb; the mists before me gave\n\tSmooth way; and I beheld the face of one\n\tSleeping alone within a mossy cave,\n\tWith her face up to heaven; that seemed to have\n\tPleasing remembrance of a thought foregone;\n\tA lovely Beauty in a summer grave!\n\t\t[ Sonnet, by William Wordsworth ]"},{"keys":["thug"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA worshipper of Kali, who practised _thuggee_, the strangling\n\tof human victims in the name of the religion. Robbery of the\n\tvictim provided the means of livelihood. They were also\n\tcalled _Phansigars_ (Noose operators) from the method employed.\n\tVigorous suppression was begun by Lord William Bentinck in\n\t1828, but the fraternity did not become completely extinct\n\tfor another 50 years or so.\n\tIn common parlance the word is used for any violent \"tough\".\n\t\t[ Brewer's Concise Dictionary of Phrase and Fable ]"},{"keys":["tiger"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t1. A well-known tropical predator (_Felis tigris_): a\n\tfeline. It has a yellowish skin with darker spots or\n\tstripes. 2. Figurative: _a paper tiger_, something that is\n\tmeant to scare, but has no really scaring effect whatsoever,\n\t(after a statement by Mao Ze Dong, August 1946).\n\t\t[ Van Dale's Groot Woordenboek der Nederlandse Taal ]\n\n\tTyger! Tyger! burning bright\n\tIn the forests of the night,\n\tWhat immortal hand or eye\n\tCould frame thy fearful symmetry?\n\t\t[ The Tyger, by William Blake ]"},{"keys":["tin","tin of *","tinning kit"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"You know salmon, Sarge,\" said Nobby.\n\t\"It is a fish of which I am aware, yes.\"\n\t\"You know they sell kind of slices of it in tins...\"\n\t\"So I am given to understand, yes.\"\n\t\"Weell...how come all the tins are the same size? Salmon\n\tgets thinner at both ends.\"\n\t\"Interesting point, Nobby. I think-\"\n\t\t[ Soul Music, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["tin opener"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tLess than thirty Cat tribes now survived, roaming the cargo\n\tdecks on their hind legs in a desperate search for food.\n\tBut the food had gone.\n\tThe supplies were finished.\n\tWeak and ailing, they prayed at the supply hold's silver\n\tmountains: huge towering acres of metal rocks which, in their\n\tpagan way, the mutant Cats believed watched over them.\n\tAmid the wailing and the screeching one Cat stood up and held\n\taloft the sacred icon. The icon which had been passed down\n\tas holy, and one day would make its use known.\n\tIt was a piece of V-shaped metal with a revolving handle on\n\tits head.\n\tHe took down a silver rock from the silver mountain, while\n\tthe other Cats cowered and screamed at the blasphemy.\n\tHe placed the icon on the rim of the rock, and turned the\n\thandle.\n\tAnd the handle turned.\n\tAnd the rock opened.\n\tAnd inside the rock was Alphabetti spaghetti in tomato sauce.\n\t\t[ Red Dwarf, by Rob Grant and Doug Naylor ]"},{"keys":["titan"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tGaea, mother earth, arose from the Chaos and gave birth to\n\tUranus, heaven, who became her consort. Uranus hated all\n\ttheir children, because he feared they might challenge his\n\town authority. Those children, the Titans, the Gigantes,\n\tand the Cyclops, were banished to the nether world. Their\n\tenraged mother eventually released the youngest titan,\n\tChronos (time), and encouraged him to castrate his father and\n\trule in his place. Later, he too was challenged by his own\n\tson, Zeus, and he and his fellow titans were ousted from\n\tMount Olympus.\n\t\t[ Greek Mythology, by Richard Patrick ]"},{"keys":["topaz"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tAluminum silicate mineral with either hydroxyl radicals or\n\tfluorine, Al2SiO4(F,OH)2, used as a gem. It is commonly\n\tcolorless or some shade of pale yellow to wine-yellow;\n\t... The stone is transparent with a vitreous luster. It has\n\tperfect cleavage on the basal pinacoid, but it is nevertheless\n\thard and durable. The brilliant cut is commonly used. Topaz\n\tcrystals, which are of the orthorhombic system, occur in highly\n\tacid igneous rocks, e.g., granites and rhyolites, and in\n\tmetamorphic rocks, e.g., gneisses and schists.\n\t\t[ The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition ]"},{"keys":["touch*stone"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Gold is tried by a touchstone, men by gold.\"\n\t\t[ Chilon (c. 560 BC) ]"},{"keys":["tourist","* tourist"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe road from Ankh-Morpork to Chrim is high, white and\n\twinding, a thirty-league stretch of potholes and half-buried\n\trocks that spirals around mountains and dips into cool green\n\tvalleys of citrus trees, crosses liana-webbed gorges on\n\tcreaking rope bridges and is generally more picturesque than\n\tuseful.\n\tPicturesque. That was a new word to Rincewind the wizard\n\t(BMgc, Unseen University [failed]). It was one of a number\n\the had picked up since leaving the charred ruins of\n\tAnkh-Morpork. Quaint was another one. Picturesque meant --\n\the decided after careful observation of the scenery that\n\tinspired Twoflower to use the word -- that the landscape was\n\thorribly precipitous. Quaint, when used to describe the\n\toccasional village through which they passed, meant fever-\n\tridden and tumbledown.\n\tTwoflower was a tourist, the first ever seen on the discworld.\n\tTourist, Rincewind had decided, meant \"idiot\".\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["towel","wet towel","moist towel"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say\n\ton the subject of towels.\n\tA towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing\n\tan interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great\n\tpractical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as\n\tyou bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie\n\ton it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus\n\tV, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it\n\tbeneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world\n\tof Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy\n\tRiver Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand combat; wrap it\n\tround your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze\n\tof the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mind-bogglingly\n\tstupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't\n\tsee you - daft as a brush, but very very ravenous); you can\n\twave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of\n\tcourse dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean\n\tenough.\n\t [ The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams ]"},{"keys":["*tower","*tower of darkness"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tTowers (_brooding_, _dark_) stand alone in Waste Areas and\n\talmost always belong to Wizards. All are several stories high,\n\tround, doorless, virtually windowless, and composed of smooth\n\tblocks of masonry that make them very hard to climb. [...]\n\tYou will have to go to a Tower and then break into it at some\n\tpoint towards the end of your Tour.\n\t [ The Tough Guide to Fantasyland, by Diana Wynne Jones ]"},{"keys":["trap*door"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI knew my Erik too well to feel at all comfortable on jumping\n\tinto his house. I knew what he had made of a certain palace at\n\tMazenderan. From being the most honest building conceivable, he\n\tsoon turned it into a house of the very devil, where you could\n\tnot utter a word but it was overheard or repeated by an echo.\n\tWith his trap-doors the monster was responsible for endless\n\ttragedies of all kinds.\n\t\t[ The Phantom of the Opera, by Gaston Leroux ]"},{"keys":["trapper","trapper or lurker above"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe trapper is a creature which has evolved a chameleon-like\n\tability to blend into the dungeon surroundings. It captures\n\tits prey by remaining very still and blending into the\n\tsurrounding dungeon features, until an unsuspecting creature\n\tpasses by. It wraps itself around its prey and digests it."},{"keys":["tree"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tI think that I shall never see\n\tA poem lovely as a tree.\n\tA tree whose hungry mouth is prest\n\tAgainst the earth's sweet flowing breast;\n\tA tree that looks at God all day,\n\tAnd lifts her leafy arms to pray;\n\tA tree that may in Summer wear\n\tA nest of robins in her hair;\n\tUpon whose bosom snow has lain;\n\tWho intimately lives with rain.\n\tPoems are made by fools like me,\n\tBut only God can make a tree.\n\t\t[ Trees, by Joyce Kilmer ]"},{"keys":["tripe","tripe ration"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIf you start from scratch, cooking tripe is a long-drawn-out\n\taffair. Fresh whole tripe calls for a minimum of 12 hours of\n\tcooking, some time-honored recipes demanding as much as 24.\n\tTo prepare fresh tripe, trim if necessary. Wash it thoroughly,\n\tsoaking overnight, and blanch, for 1/2 hour in salted water.\n\tWash well again, drain and cut for cooking. When cooked, the\n\ttexture of tripe should be like that of soft gristle. More\n\toften, alas, because the heat has not been kept low enough,\n\tit has the consistency of wet shoe leather.\n\t\t[ Joy of Cooking, by I Rombauer and M Becker ]"},{"keys":["*troll"],"excludes":["water troll"],"text":"\tThe troll shambled closer. He was perhaps eight feet tall,\n\tperhaps more. His forward stoop, with arms dangling past\n\tthick claw-footed legs to the ground, made it hard to tell.\n\tThe hairless green skin moved upon his body. His head was a\n\tgash of a mouth, a yard-long nose, and two eyes which drank\n\tthe feeble torchlight and never gave back a gleam.\n\t[...]\n\tLike a huge green spider, the troll's severed hand ran on its\n\tfingers. Across the mounded floor, up onto a log with one\n\ttaloned forefinger to hook it over the bark, down again it\n\tscrambled, until it found the cut wrist. And there it grew\n\tfast. The troll's smashed head seethed and knit together.\n\tHe clambered back on his feet and grinned at them. The\n\twaning faggot cast red light over his fangs.\n\t\t[ Three Hearts and Three Lions, by Poul Anderson ]"},{"keys":["*tsurugi of muramasa"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThis most ancient of swords has been passed down through the\n\tleadership of the Samurai legions for hundreds of years. It\n\tis said to grant luck to its wielder, but its main power is\n\tterrible to behold. It has the capability to cut in half any\n\tcreature it is wielded against, instantly killing them."},{"keys":["tsurugi"],"excludes":["*muramasa"],"text":"\tThe tsurugi, also known as the long samurai sword, is an\n\textremely sharp, two-handed blade favored by the samurai.\n\tIt is made of hardened steel, and is manufactured using a\n\tspecial process, causing it to never rust. The tsurugi is\n\trumored to be so sharp that it can occasionally cut\n\topponents in half!"},{"keys":["turquoise*"],"excludes":["*spellbook"],"text":"\tTUBAL: There came divers of Antonio's creditors in my company\n\tto Venice that swear he cannot choose but break.\n\tSHYLOCK: I am very glad of it; I'll plague him, I'll torture\n\thim; I am glad of it.\n\tTUBAL: One of them showed me a ring that he had of your\n\tdaughter for a monkey.\n\tSHYLOCK: Out upon her! Thou torturest me, Tubal. It was my\n\tturquoise; I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor; I would\n\tnot have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.\n\t\t[ The Merchant of Venice, by William Shakespeare ]"},{"keys":["twoflower","guide"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t\"Rincewind!\"\n\tTwoflower sprang off the bed. The wizard jumped back,\n\twrenching his features into a smile.\n\t\"My dear chap, right on time! We'll just have lunch, and\n\tthen I'm sure you've got a wonderful programme lined up for\n\tthis afternoon!\"\n\t\"Er --\"\n\t\"That's great!\"\n\tRincewind took a deep breath. \"Look,\" he said desperately,\n\t\"let's eat somewhere else. There's been a bit of a fight\n\tdown below.\"\n\t\"A tavern brawl? Why didn't you wake me up?\"\n\t\"Well, you see, I - _what_?\"\n\t\"I thought I made myself clear this morning, Rincewind. I\n\twant to see genuine Morporkian life - the slave market, the\n\tWhore Pits, the Temple of Small Gods, the Beggar's Guild...\n\tand a genuine tavern brawl.\" A faint note of suspicion\n\tentered Twoflower's voice. \"You _do_ have them, don't you?\n\tYou know, people swinging on chandeliers, swordfights over\n\tthe table, the sort of thing Hrun the Barbarian and the\n\tWeasel are always getting involved in. You know --\n\t_excitement_.\"\n\t\t[ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["tyr"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYet remains that one of the Aesir who is called Tyr:\n\the is most daring, and best in stoutness of heart, and he\n\thas much authority over victory in battle; it is good for\n\tmen of valor to invoke him. It is a proverb, that he is\n\tTyr-valiant, who surpasses other men and does not waver.\n\tHe is wise, so that it is also said, that he that is wisest\n\tis Tyr-prudent. This is one token of his daring: when the\n\tAesir enticed Fenris-Wolf to take upon him the fetter Gleipnir,\n\tthe wolf did not believe them, that they would loose him,\n\tuntil they laid Tyr's hand into his mouth as a pledge. But\n\twhen the Aesir would not loose him, then he bit off the hand\n\tat the place now called 'the wolf's joint;' and Tyr is one-\n\thanded, and is not called a reconciler of men.\n\t\t\t[ The Prose Edda, by Snorri Sturluson ]"},{"keys":["*hulk"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tUmber hulks are powerful subterranean predators whose\n\tiron-like claws allow them to burrow through solid stone in\n\tsearch of prey. They are tremendously strong; muscles bulge\n\tbeneath their thick, scaly hides and their powerful arms and\n\tlegs all end in great claws."},{"keys":["*unicorn","unicorn horn"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMen have always sought the elusive unicorn, for the single\n\ttwisted horn which projected from its forehead was thought to\n\tbe a powerful talisman. It was said that the unicorn had\n\tsimply to dip the tip of its horn in a muddy pool for the water\n\tto become pure. Men also believed that to drink from this horn\n\twas a protection against all sickness, and that if the horn was\n\tground to a powder it would act as an antidote to all poisons.\n\tLess than 200 years ago in France, the horn of a unicorn was\n\tused in a ceremony to test the royal food for poison.\n\n\tAlthough only the size of a small horse, the unicorn is a very\n\tfierce beast, capable of killing an elephant with a single\n\tthrust from its horn. Its fleetness of foot also makes this\n\tsolitary creature difficult to capture. However, it can be\n\ttamed and captured by a maiden. Made gentle by the sight of a\n\tvirgin, the unicorn can be lured to lay its head in her lap, and\n\tin this docile mood, the maiden may secure it with a golden rope.\n\t [ Mythical Beasts, by Deirdre Headon (The Leprechaun Library) ]\n\n\tMartin took a small sip of beer. \"Almost ready,\" he said.\n\t\"You hold your beer awfully well.\"\n\tTlingel laughed. \"A unicorn's horn is a detoxicant. Its\n\tpossession is a universal remedy. I wait until I reach the\n\twarm glow stage, then I use my horn to burn off any excess and\n\tkeep me right there.\"\n\t\t[ Unicorn Variations, by Roger Zelazny ]"},{"keys":["unreconnoitered"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tArea of map which is beyond limited perception range when\n\tunderwater or engulfed by a monster."},{"keys":["uruk*hai shield","white-handed shield"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey were armed with short broad-bladed swords, not with the\n\tcurved scimitars usual with Orcs: and they had bows of yew,\n\tin length and shape like the bows of Men. Upon their shields\n\tthey bore a strange device: a small white hand in the centre\n\tof a black field; on the front of their iron helms was set an\n\tS-rune, wrought of some white metal.\n\t\t[ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["valkyrie","* valkyrie"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Valkyries were the thirteen choosers of the slain, the\n\tbeautiful warrior-maids of Odin who rode through the air and\n\tover the sea. They watched the progress of the battle and\n\tselected the heroes who were to fall fighting. After they\n\twere dead, the maidens rewarded the heroes by kissing them\n\tand then led their souls to Valhalla, where the warriors\n\tlived happily in an ideal existence, drinking and eating\n\twithout restraint and fighting over again the battles in\n\twhich they died and in which they had won their deathless\n\tfame.\n\t [ The Encyclopaedia of Myths and Legends of All Nations,\n\t\tby Herbert Spencer Robinson and Knox Wilson ]"},{"keys":["vampire","vampire l*"],"excludes":["vampire bat"],"text":"\tHe can transform himself to wolf, as we gather from the ship\n\tarrival in Whitby, when he tear open the dog; he can be as\n\tbat, as Madam Mina saw him on the window at Whitby, and as\n\tfriend John saw him fly from this so near house, and as my\n\tfriend Quincey saw him at the window of Miss Lucy. He can come\n\tin mist which he create--that noble ship's captain proved him\n\tof this; but, from what we know, the distance he can make this\n\tmist is limited, and it can only be round himself. He come on\n\tmoonlight rays as elemental dust--as again Jonathan saw those\n\tsisters in the castle of Dracula. He become so small--we\n\tourselves saw Miss Lucy, ere she was at peace, slip through a\n\thairbreadth space at the tomb door.\n\t\t[ Dracula, by Bram Stoker ]\n\n\tThe Oxford English Dictionary is quite unequivocal:\n\t_vampire_ - \"a preternatural being of a malignant nature (in\n\tthe original and usual form of the belief, a reanimated\n\tcorpse), supposed to seek nourishment, or do harm, by sucking\n\tthe blood of sleeping persons. ...\"\n\t\t[]"},{"keys":["venus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tVenus, the goddess of love and beauty, was the daughter of\n\tJupiter and Dione. Others say that Venus sprang from the\n\tfoam of the sea. The zephyr wafted her along the waves to\n\tthe Isle of Cyprus, where she was received and attired by\n\tthe Seasons, and then led to the assembly of the gods. All\n\twere charmed with her beauty, and each one demanded her\n\tfor his wife. Jupiter gave her to Vulcan, in gratitude for\n\tthe service he had rendered in forging thunderbolts. So\n\tthe most beautiful of the goddesses became the wife of the\n\tmost ill-favoured of gods.\n\t\t[ Bulfinch's Mythology, by Thomas Bulfinch ]"},{"keys":["vlad*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tVlad Dracula the Impaler was a 15th-Century monarch of the\n\tBirgau region of the Carpathian Mountains, in what is now\n\tRomania. In Romanian history he is best known for two things.\n\tOne was his skilled handling of the Ottoman Turks, which kept\n\tthem from making further inroads into Christian Europe. The\n\tother was the ruthless manner in which he ran his fiefdom.\n\tHe dealt with perceived challengers to his rule by impaling\n\tthem upright on wooden stakes. Visiting dignitaries who\n\tfailed to doff their hats had them nailed to their head."},{"keys":["*vortex","vortices"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSwirling clouds of pure elemental energies, the vortices are\n\tthought to be related to the larger elementals. They are\n\tnoted for being able to envelop unwary travellers. The\n\thapless fool thus swallowed by a vortex will soon perish from\n\texposure to the element the vortex is composed of."},{"keys":["vrock"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe vrock is one of the weaker forms of demon. It resembles\n\ta cross between a human being and a vulture and does physical\n\tdamage by biting and by using the claws on both its arms and\n\tfeet. It can also release a cloud of noxious gas to hide in."},{"keys":["wakizashi"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA wakizashi was used as a samurai's weapon when the katana\n\twas unavailable. When entering a building, a samurai would\n\tleave his katana on a rack near the entrance. However, the\n\twakizashi would be worn at all times, and therefore, it made\n\ta sidearm for the samurai (similar to a soldier's use of a\n\tpistol). The samurai would have worn it from the time they\n\tawoke to the time they went to sleep. In earlier periods,\n\tand especially during times of civil wars, a tanto was worn\n\tin place of a wakizashi.\n\t\t[ Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia ]"},{"keys":["wand *","*wand"],"excludes":["*sleep"],"text":"\t'Saruman!' he cried, and his voice grew in power and authority.\n\t'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am\n\tGandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no\n\tcolour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.'\n\tHe raised his hand, and spoke slowly in a clear cold voice.\n\t'Saruman, your staff is broken.' There was a crack, and the\n\tstaff split asunder in Saruman's hand, and the head of it\n\tfell down at Gandalf's feet. 'Go!' said Gandalf. With a cry\n\tSaruman fell back and crawled away.\n\t\t[ The Two Towers, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["warg"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSuddenly Aragorn leapt to his feet. \"How the wind howls!\"\n\the cried. \"It is howling with wolf-voices. The Wargs have\n\tcome west of the Mountains!\"\n\t\"Need we wait until morning then?\" said Gandalf. \"It is as I\n\tsaid. The hunt is up! Even if we live to see the dawn, who\n\tnow will wish to journey south by night with the wild wolves\n\ton his trail?\"\n\t\"How far is Moria?\" asked Boromir.\n\t\"There was a door south-west of Caradhras, some fifteen miles\n\tas the crow flies, and maybe twenty as the wolf runs,\"\n\tanswered Gandalf grimly.\n\t\"Then let us start as soon as it is light tomorrow, if we can,\"\n\tsaid Boromir. \"The wolf that one hears is worse than the orc\n\tthat one fears.\"\n\t\"True!\" said Aragorn, loosening his sword in its sheath. \"But\n\twhere the warg howls, there also the orc prowls.\"\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["war*hammer"],"excludes":["mjollnir"],"text":"\tThey had come together at the ford of the Trident while the\n\tbattle crashed around them, Robert with his warhammer and his\n\tgreat antlered helm, the Targaryen prince armored all in\n\tblack. On his breastplate was the three-headed dragon of his\n\tHouse, wrought all in rubies that flashed like fire in the\n\tsunlight. The waters of the Trident ran red around the\n\thooves of their destriers as they circled and clashed, again\n\tand again, until at last a crushing blow from Robert's hammer\n\tstove in the dragon and the chest behind it. When Ned had\n\tfinally come on the scene, Rhaegar lay dead in the stream,\n\twhile men of both armies scrambled in the swirling waters for\n\trubies knocked free of his armor.\n\t\t[ A Game of Thrones, by George R.R. Martin ]"},{"keys":["water"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tDay after day, day after day,\n\tWe stuck, nor breath nor motion;\n\tAs idle as a painted ship\n\tUpon a painted ocean.\n\n\tWater, water, everywhere,\n\tAnd all the boards did shrink;\n\tWater, water, everywhere\n\tNor any drop to drink.\n\t [ The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, by Samuel Taylor Coleridge ]"},{"keys":["water demon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[ The monkey king ] walked along the bank, around the pond.\n\tHe examined the footprints of the animals that had gone into\n\tthe water, and saw that none came out again! So he realized\n\tthis pond must be possessed by a water demon. He said to the\n\t80,000 monkeys, \"This pond is possessed by a water demon. Do\n\tnot let anybody go into it.\"\n\n\tAfter a little while, the water demon saw that none of the\n\tmonkeys went into the water to drink. So he rose out of the\n\tmiddle of the pond, taking the shape of a frightening monster.\n\tHe had a big blue belly, a white face with bulging green eyes,\n\tand red claws and feet. He said, \"Why are you just sitting\n\taround? Come into the pond and drink at once!\"\n\n\tThe monkey king said to the horrible monster, \"Are you the\n\twater demon who owns this pond?\" \"Yes, I am,\" said he. \"Do\n\tyou eat whoever goes into the water?\" asked the king. \"Yes,\n\tI do,\" he answered, \"including even birds. I eat them all.\n\tAnd when you are forced by your thirst to come into the pond\n\tand drink, I will enjoy eating you, the biggest monkey, most\n\tof all!\" He grinned, and saliva dripped down his hairy chin.\n\t\t[ Buddhist Tales for Young and Old, Vol. 1 ]"},{"keys":["water troll"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tIt wasn't that the troll was _horrifying_. Instead of the\n\trotting, betentacled monstrosity he had been expecting\n\tRincewind found himself looking at a rather squat but not\n\tparticularly ugly old man who would quite easily have passed\n\tfor normal on any city street, always provided that other\n\tpeople on the street were used to seeing old men who were\n\tapparently composed of water and very little else. It was as\n\tif the ocean had decided to create life without going through\n\tall that tedious business of evolution, and had simply formed\n\ta part of itself into a biped and sent it walking squishily up\n\tthe beach. The troll was a pleasant translucent blue color.\n\tAs Rincewind stared a small shoal of silver fish flashed\n\tacross its chest.\n\t [ The Colour of Magic, by Terry Pratchett ]"},{"keys":["weapon","club","flail","*sword"],"excludes":["*broadsword","sunsword"],"text":"\tA weapon is a device for making your enemy change his mind.\n\t\t[ The Vor Game, by Lois McMaster Bujold ]"},{"keys":["web"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tOh what a tangled web we weave,\n\tWhen first we practise to deceive!\n\t\t[ Marmion, by Sir Walter Scott ]"},{"keys":["*whistle"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThere were legends both on the front and on the back of the\n\twhistle. The one read thus:\n\n\tFLA FUR BIS FLE The other: QUIS EST ISTE QUI VENIT\n\t'I ought to be able to make it out,' he thought;\n\t'but I suppose I am a little rusty in my Latin.\n\tWhen I come to think of it, I don't believe I even\n\tknow the word for a whistle. The long one does seem\n\tsimple enough. It ought to mean, \"Who is this who is coming?\"\n\n\tWell, the best way to find out is evidently to whistle\n\tfor him.'\n\t\t[Ghost Stories of an Antiquary, by Montague Rhodes James\n\t\t 'Oh, Whistle, and I'll Come to You My Lad']"},{"keys":["*wight"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWhen he came to himself again, for a moment he could recall\n\tnothing except a sense of dread. Then suddenly he knew that\n\the was imprisoned, caught hopelessly; he was in a barrow. A\n\tBarrow-wight had taken him, and he was probably already under\n\tthe dreadful spells of the Barrow-wights about which whispered\n\ttales spoke. He dared not move, but lay as he found himself:\n\tflat on his back upon a cold stone with his hands on his\n\tbreast.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["win","winner","winning"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t... the rules of Brockian Ultra Cricket, as played in the higher\n\tdimensions. A full set of rules is so massively complicated ...\n\tA brief summary, however, follows:\n\t...\n\t/Rule Six/: The winning team shall be the first team that wins.\n\t [ Life, the Universe and Everything, by Douglas Adams ]"},{"keys":["wizard","* wizard","apprentice"],"excludes":["gnomish wizard"],"text":"\tEbenezum walked before me along the closest thing we could\n\tfind to a path in these overgrown woods. Every few paces he\n\twould pause, so that I, burdened with a pack stuffed with\n\tarcane and heavy paraphernalia, could catch up with his\n\twizardly strides. He, as usual, carried nothing, preferring,\n\tas he often said, to keep his hands free for quick conjuring\n\tand his mind free for the thoughts of a mage.\n\t\t[ A Dealing with Demons, by Craig Shaw Gardner ]"},{"keys":["wizard of yendor"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tNo one knows how old this mighty wizard is, or from whence he\n\tcame. It is known that, having lived a span far greater than\n\tany normal man's, he grew weary of lesser mortals; and so,\n\tspurning all human company, he forsook the dwellings of men\n\tand went to live in the depths of the Earth. He took with\n\thim a dreadful artifact, the Book of the Dead, which is said\n\tto hold great power indeed. Many have sought to find the\n\twizard and his treasure, but none have found him and lived to\n\ttell the tale. Woe be to the incautious adventurer who\n\tdisturbs this mighty sorcerer!"},{"keys":["wolf","*wolf","*wolf cub"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe ancestors of the modern day domestic dog, wolves are\n\tpowerful muscular animals with bushy tails. Intelligent,\n\tsocial animals, wolves live in family groups or packs made\n\tup of multiple family units. These packs cooperate in hunting\n\tdown prey."},{"keys":["*wolfsbane"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t1. Any of various, usually poisonous perennial herbs of the\n\tgenus Aconitum, having tuberous roots, palmately lobed leaves,\n\tblue or white flowers with large hoodlike upper sepals, and an\n\taggregate of follicles. 2. The dried leaves and roots of\n\tsome of these plants, which yield a poisonous alkaloid that\n\twas formerly used medicinally. In both senses also called\n\tmonkshood.\n\t\t[ The American Heritage Dictionary of\n\t\t the English Language, Fourth Edition. ]"},{"keys":["wood golem"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCome, old broomstick, you are needed,\n\tTake these rags and wrap them round you!\n\tLong my orders you have heeded,\n\tBy my wishes now I've bound you.\n\tHave two legs and stand,\n\tAnd a head for you.\n\tRun, and in your hand\n\tHold a bucket too.\n\t...\n\tSee him, toward the shore he's racing\n\tThere, he's at the stream already,\n\tBack like lightning he is chasing,\n\tPouring water fast and steady.\n\tOnce again he hastens!\n\tHow the water spills,\n\tHow the water basins\n\tBrimming full he fills!\n\t [ The Sorcerer's Apprentice, by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe,\n\t translation by Edwin Zeydel ]"},{"keys":["woodchuck"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Usenet Oracle requires an answer to this question!\n\n\t> How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could\n\t> chuck wood?\n\n\t\"Oh, heck! I'll handle *this* one!\" The Oracle spun the terminal\n\tback toward himself, unlocked the ZOT-guard lock, and slid the\n\tglass guard away from the ZOT key. \"Ummmm....could you turn around\n\tfor a minute? ZOTs are too graphic for the uninitiated. Even *I*\n\tget a little squeamish sometimes...\" The neophyte turned around,\n\tand heard the Oracle slam his finger on a computer key, followed\n\tby a loud ZZZZOTTTTT and the smell of ozone.\n\t\t[ Excerpted from Internet Oracularity 576.6 ]"},{"keys":["*worm","long worm tail","worm tooth","crysknife"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t[The crysknife] is manufactured in two forms from teeth taken\n\tfrom dead sandworms. The two forms are \"fixed\" and \"unfixed\".\n\tAn unfixed knife requires proximity to a human body's\n\telectrical field to prevent disintegration. Fixed knives\n\tare treated for storage. All are about 20 centimeters long.\n\t\t[ Dune, by Frank Herbert ]"},{"keys":["wraith","nazgul"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tImmediately, though everything else remained as before, dim\n\tand dark, the shapes became terribly clear. He was able to\n\tsee beneath their black wrappings. There were five tall\n\tfigures: two standing on the lip of the dell, three advancing.\n\tIn their white faces burned keen and merciless eyes; under\n\ttheir mantles were long grey robes; upon their grey hairs\n\twere helms of silver; in their haggard hands were swords of\n\tsteel. Their eyes fell on him and pierced him, as they\n\trushed towards him. Desperate, he drew his own sword, and\n\tit seemed to him that it flickered red, as if it was a\n\tfirebrand. Two of the figures halted. The third was taller\n\tthan the others: his hair was long and gleaming and on his\n\thelm was a crown. In one hand he held a long sword, and in\n\tthe other a knife; both the knife and the hand that held it\n\tglowed with a pale light. He sprang forward and bore down\n\ton Frodo.\n\t\t[ The Fellowship of the Ring, by J.R.R. Tolkien ]"},{"keys":["*wumpus"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Wumpus, by the way, is not bothered by the hazards since\n\the has sucker feet and is too big for a bat to lift. If you\n\ttry to shoot him and miss, there's also a chance that he'll\n\tup and move himself into another cave, though by nature the\n\tWumpus is a sedentary creature.\n\t\t[ wump (6) -- \"Hunt the Wumpus\" ]\n\n\t_Wumpus yobgregorii_, in the flesh...\n\tLater, all you will be able to remember are its eyes. They\n\tare rich mud-brown, and they hold your own without effort.\n\t\t[ Hunter, In Darkness, by Andrew Plotkin ]"},{"keys":["xan"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThey sent their friend the mosquito [xan] ahead of them to\n\tfind out what lay ahead. \"Since you are the one who sucks\n\tthe blood of men walking along paths,\" they told the mosquito,\n\t\"go and sting the men of Xibalba.\" The mosquito flew\n\tdown the dark road to the Underworld. Entering the house of\n\tthe Lords of Death, he stung the first person that he saw...\n\n\tThe mosquito stung this man as well, and when he yelled, the\n\tman next to him asked, \"Gathered Blood, what's wrong?\" So\n\the flew along the row stinging all the seated men until he\n\tknew the names of all twelve.\n\t\t\t[ Popul Vuh, as translated by Ralph Nelson ]"},{"keys":["xorn"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tA distant cousin of the earth elemental, the xorn has the\n\tability to shift the cells of its body around in such a way\n\tthat it becomes porous to inert material. This gives it the\n\tability to pass through any obstacle that might be between it\n\tand its next meal."},{"keys":["ya"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe arrow of choice of the samurai, ya are made of very\n\tstraight bamboo, and are tipped with hardened steel."},{"keys":["yeenoghu"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tYeenoghu, the demon lord of gnolls, still exists although\n\tall his followers have been wiped off the face of the earth.\n\tHe casts magic projectiles at those close to him, and a mere\n\tgaze into his piercing eyes may hopelessly confuse the\n\tbattle-weary adventurer."},{"keys":["yeti"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe Abominable Snowman, or yeti, is one of the truly great\n\tunknown animals of the twentieth century. It is a large hairy\n\tbiped that lives in the Himalayan region of Asia ... The story\n\tof the Abominable Snowman is filled with mysteries great and\n\tsmall, and one of the most difficult of all is how it got that\n\tawful name. The creature is neither particularly abominable,\n\tnor does it necessarily live in the snows. _Yeti_ is a Tibetan\n\tword which may apply either to a real, but unknown animal of\n\tthe Himalayas, or to a mountain spirit or demon -- no one is\n\tquite sure which. And after nearly half a century in which\n\tWesterners have trampled around looking for the yeti, and\n\tasking all sorts of questions, the original native traditions\n\tconcerning the creature have become even more muddled and\n\tconfused.\n\t\t[ The Encyclopedia of Monsters, by Daniel Cohen ]"},{"keys":["*yugake"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tJapanese leather archery gloves. Gloves made for use while\n\tpracticing had thumbs reinforced with horn. Those worn into\n\tbattle had thumbs reinforced with a double layer of leather."},{"keys":["yumi"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe samurai is highly trained with a special type of bow,\n\tthe yumi. Like the ya, the yumi is made of bamboo. With\n\tthe yumi-ya, the bow and arrow, the samurai is an extremely\n\taccurate and deadly warrior."},{"keys":["*zombi*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe zombi... is a soulless human corpse, still dead, but\n\ttaken from the grave and endowed by sorcery with a\n\tmechanical semblance of life, -- it is a dead body which is\n\tmade to walk and act and move as if it were alive.\n\t\t[ W.B. Seabrook ]"},{"keys":["zruty"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tThe zruty are wild and gigantic beings, living in the\n\twildernesses of the Tatra mountains."},{"keys":["arc* ranks","archeologist","digger","field worker","investigator","exhumer","excavator","spelunker","speleologist","collector","curator"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tArcheologist ranks\n\t title level\n\tDigger 1 to 2\n\tField Worker 3 to 5\n\tInvestigator 6 to 9\n\tExhumer 10 to 13\n\tExcavator 14 to 17\n\tSpelunker 18 to 21\n\tSpeleologist 22 to 25\n\tCollector 26 to 29\n\tCurator 30"},{"keys":["bar* ranks","barbarian","plunder?*","pillager","bandit","brigand","raider","reaver","slayer","chieftain*","conquer*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tBarbarian ranks\n\t title level\n\tPlunderer,\n\t Plunderess 1 to 2\n\tPillager 3 to 5\n\tBandit 6 to 9\n\tBrigand 10 to 13\n\tRaider 14 to 17\n\tReaver 18 to 21\n\tSlayer 22 to 25\n\tChieftain,\n\t Chieftainess 26 to 29\n\tConqueror,\n\t Conqueress 30"},{"keys":["cav* ranks","caveman","cavewoman","cave dweller","troglodyte","aborigine","wanderer","vagrant","wayfarer","roamer","nomad","rover","pioneer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tCaveman/Cavewoman/Cave Dweller ranks\n\t title level\n\tTroglodyte 1 to 2\n\tAborigine 3 to 5\n\tWanderer 6 to 9\n\tVagrant 10 to 13\n\tWayfarer 14 to 17\n\tRoamer 18 to 21\n\tNomad 22 to 25\n\tRover 26 to 29\n\tPioneer 30"},{"keys":["hea* ranks","healer","rhizotomist","empiric","embalmer","dresser","medic* ossium","herbalist","magister","magistra","physician","chirurgeon"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tHealer ranks\n\t title level\n\tRhizotomist 1 to 2\n\tEmpiric 3 to 5\n\tEmbalmer 6 to 9\n\tDresser 10 to 13\n\tMedicus ossium,\n\t Medica ossium 14 to 17\n\tHerbalist 18 to 21\n\tMagister,\n\t Magistra 22 to 25\n\tPhysician 26 to 29\n\tChirurgeon 30"},{"keys":["kni* ranks","knight","gallant","esquire","bachelor","sergeant","knight","banneret","chevalier*","seignieur","dame","paladin"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tKnight ranks\n\t title level\n\tGallant 1 to 2\n\tEsquire 3 to 5\n\tBachelor 6 to 9\n\tSergeant 10 to 13\n\tKnight 14 to 17\n\tBanneret 18 to 21\n\tChevalier,\n\t Chevaliere 22 to 25\n\tSeignieur,\n\t Dame 26 to 29\n\tPaladin 30"},{"keys":["mon* ranks","monk","candidate","novice","initiate","student of stones","student of waters","student of metals","student of winds","student of fire","master"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tMonk ranks\n\t title level\n\tCandidate 1 to 2\n\tNovice 3 to 5\n\tInitiate 6 to 9\n\tStudent\n\t of Stones 10 to 13\n\t of Waters 14 to 17\n\t of Metals 18 to 21\n\t of Winds 22 to 25\n\t of Fire 26 to 29\n\tMaster 30"},{"keys":["pri* ranks","priest*","aspirant","acolyte","adept","curate","canon*","lama","?atriarch","high priest*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tPriest/Priestess/Cleric ranks\n\t title level\n\tAspirant 1 to 2\n\tAcolyte 3 to 5\n\tAdept 6 to 9\n\tPriest,\n\t Priestess 10 to 13\n\tCurate 14 to 17\n\tCanon,\n\t Canoness 18 to 21\n\tLama 22 to 25\n\tPatriarch,\n\t Matriarch 26 to 29\n\tHigh Priest,\n\t High Priestess 30"},{"keys":["ran* ranks","ranger","tenderfoot","lookout","trailblazer","reconnoiter*","scout","arbalester","archer","sharpshooter","marks*man"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRanger ranks\n\t title level\n\tTenderfoot 1 to 2\n\tLookout 3 to 5\n\tTrailblazer 6 to 9\n\tReconnoiterer,\n\t Reconnoiteress 10 to 13\n\tScout 14 to 17\n\tArbalester 18 to 21\n\tArcher 22 to 25\n\tSharpshooter 26 to 29\n\tMarksman,\n\t Markswoman 30"},{"keys":["rog* ranks","rogue","footpad","cutpurse","rogue","pilferer","robber","burglar","filcher","mags*man","thief"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tRogue ranks\n\t title level\n\tFootpad 1 to 2\n\tCutpurse 3 to 5\n\tRogue 6 to 9\n\tPilferer 10 to 13\n\tRobber 14 to 17\n\tBurglar 18 to 21\n\tFilcher 22 to 25\n\tMagsman,\n\t Magswoman 26 to 29\n\tThief 30"},{"keys":["sam* ranks","samurai","hatamoto","ronin","ninja","kunoichi","joshu","ryoshu","kokushu","daimyo","kuge","shogun"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tSamurai ranks\n\t title level\n\tHatamoto 1 to 2\n\tRonin 3 to 5\n\tNinja,\n\t Kunoichi 6 to 9\n\tJoshu 10 to 13\n\tRyoshu 14 to 17\n\tKokushu 18 to 21\n\tDaimyo 22 to 25\n\tKuge 26 to 29\n\tShogun 30"},{"keys":["tou* ranks","tourist","rambler","sightseer","excursionist","peregrinat*","traveler","journeyer","voyager","explorer","adventurer"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tTourist ranks\n\t title level\n\tRambler 1 to 2\n\tSightseer 3 to 5\n\tExcursionist 6 to 9\n\tPeregrinator,\n\t Peregrinatrix 10 to 13\n\tTraveler 14 to 17\n\tJourneyer 18 to 21\n\tVoyager 22 to 25\n\tExplorer 26 to 29\n\tAdventurer 30"},{"keys":["val* ranks","valkyrie","stripling","skirmisher","fighter","*man-at-arms","warrior","swashbuckler","hero","heroine","champion","lord","lady"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tValkyrie ranks\n\t title level\n\tStripling 1 to 2\n\tSkirmisher 3 to 5\n\tFighter 6 to 9\n\tMan-at-arms,\n\t Woman-at-arms 10 to 13\n\tWarrior 14 to 17\n\tSwashbuckler 18 to 21\n\tHero,\n\t Heroine 22 to 25\n\tChampion 26 to 29\n\tLord,\n\t Lady 30"},{"keys":["wiz* ranks","wizard","evoker","conjurer","thaumaturge","magician","enchanter","enchantress","sorcerer","sorceress","necromancer","mage"],"excludes":[],"text":"\tWizard ranks\n\t title level\n\tEvoker 1 to 2\n\tConjurer 3 to 5\n\tThaumaturge 6 to 9\n\tMagician 10 to 13\n\tEnchanter,\n\t Enchantress 14 to 17\n\tSorcerer,\n\t Sorceress 18 to 21\n\tNecromancer 22 to 25\n\tWizard 26 to 29\n\tMage 30"},{"keys":["novel","paperback book","discworld novel*"],"excludes":[],"text":"\t Discworld novel titles\n\t by Sir Terry Pratchett\n\t The Colour of Magic\n\t The Light Fantastic\n\t Equal Rites\n\t Mort\n\t Sourcery\n\t Wyrd Sisters\n\t Pyramids\n\t Guards! Guards!\n\t Eric\n\t Moving Pictures\n\t Reaper Man\n\t Witches Abroad\n\t Small Gods\n\t Lords and Ladies\n\t Men at Arms\n\t Soul Music\n\t Interesting Times\n\t Maskerade\n\t Feet of Clay\n\t Hogfather\n\t Jingo\n\t The Last Continent\n\t Carpe Jugulum\n\t The Fifth Elephant\n\t The Truth\n\t Thief of Time\n\t The Last Hero\n\t The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents\n\t Night Watch\n\t The Wee Free Men\n\t Monstrous Regiment\n\t A Hat Full of Sky\n\t Going Postal\n\t Thud!\n\t Wintersmith\n\t Making Money\n\t Unseen Academicals\n\t I Shall Wear Midnight\n\t Snuff\n\t Raising Steam\n\t The Shepherd's Crown"}];
// Wildcard pattern matcher for data.base keys.
// Supports * (zero or more chars) and ? (single char).
function matchPattern(pattern, str) {
let pi = 0, si = 0;
let starPi = -1, starSi = -1;
while (si < str.length) {
if (pi < pattern.length && (pattern[pi] === '?' || pattern[pi] === str[si])) {
pi++; si++;
} else if (pi < pattern.length && pattern[pi] === '*') {
starPi = pi++; starSi = si;
} else if (starPi >= 0) {
pi = starPi + 1; si = ++starSi;
} else {
return false;
}
}
while (pi < pattern.length && pattern[pi] === '*') pi++;
return pi === pattern.length;
}
/**
* Look up a term in the encyclopedia.
* Returns the text entry or null if not found.
* Matches against all key patterns, respects exclude patterns.
*/
export function encyclopediaLookup(term) {
const lower = term.toLowerCase().trim();
if (!lower) return null;
for (const entry of encyclopediaData) {
// Check exclude patterns first
let excluded = false;
for (const ex of entry.excludes) {
if (matchPattern(ex, lower)) { excluded = true; break; }
}
if (excluded) continue;
// Check key patterns
for (const key of entry.keys) {
if (matchPattern(key, lower)) return entry.text;
}
}
return null;
}
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