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Donation Points system This mod is opted-in to receive Donation Points. Both straight donations and premium membership donations accepted Donate Donate premium membership. Description and features: An underground dungeon system with currently 42 large and 26 small cells No vanilla creatures used. Links in the credits below.
New ingredients from the enemies remains. Fully voiced quests. Fully voiced monster merchants. New weapons and armor and treasure. Destructable objects in the dungeons to access new areas. Creepy zombies: more than 20 different zombies Vicn Creature Pack: caveworm scorpion shoggoth flying shoggoth arachne draugr dog draugr dwarf draugr zombie wrapped draugr bloodsuckerfish anglerfish apostle of namira apostleworm bloodsucker dreugh bonewheel bonelooper fleshgrinder jyggalag were shoggoth baliwog tentacle hunger bonespirit bonelord fleshspirit skeleton demon ascended sleeper daedroth falmer skeleton dwarven eyebot skamp flamespirit mushroom infected skeever chaurus larva necrospider grummite rockbug dwarven miner mushroom infected troll gnarl ascended mage skeleton giant dwarven worker dwarven worm draugr giant mimic chest troll dwarf shellbug dwarven old worker dwarven ripper mara demon uderfrykte matron dwarven commander dwarven smasher dwarven trooper dwarven page snowgoblin dwarven keeper Nexus Creature Ressource: mummy rat panther forest mutant spider.
Find a dead treasure hunter in the blood shed prison for details and queststart.
Head-Hunter 2nd Jarl Rangulf quest. Knut the cunning dirt hole store - ruinous cemetery - to the right of the mara demon statue behind a destructable wall a poor cyrodiil-soul stranded in skyrim. Even after beeing infected with zombieism he bravely continues his merchant activity.. Elrick the eternal the frozen bottom - northern ice chute - behind a destructable ice pillar little is known of elrick's story except his deep affinity for daedric business..
In that capacity, he or she shall control crowds, keep bathers moving through the pool or runout in an orderly fashion, and control any unsafe behavior in the lower flumes, in the pool or runout, or on the decks near the base of the slide. All tattoos are custom but the artists will happily work with your ideas and come up with something great. Contains a saturated solution of sodium chloride or magnesium sulfate having a specific gravity of 1. Tattoos of folk heroes, some depicted with tattoos themselves, became popular in the 19th century. I got it Receive it. Lead and Copper Monitoring Report Form Justification for Change of Sample Site - Form used if a system needs to change a lead and copper tap sampling site, proper justification for the change must be provided. The responsible person shall ensure that all inks, dyes and pigments used in an invasive body decoration establishment:.
XL store 43c - bowels of the world - in the main lava chamber behind a destructable cave pillar once build for dwarven comfort this android-merchant-worker-automaton roams his shop since thousands of years and survived his creators for ages.. Where they went wrong is when they resorted to violence.
Supporters in the environmental movement agree. For Avalon, the impetus to wreak havoc on man-made structures began with a pure-hearted love of the wild.
To him, every creature was precious, from sparrows to mountain lions to his favorite: bats. Avalon, raised in upstate New York, was a quiet, sensitive child of middle-class parents. In the early s, he enrolled in an ROTC program at a college in Rochester but dropped out after a few months, making his way to Prescott College, an environmental school in Arizona.
In the high desert of Prescott, a town of Republican retirees with a tight-knit group of radicals on its fringes, he was introduced to Deep Ecology, a vision of the world in which humans have no more divine right over the planet than any other life form. By the early s, Avalon was devoting most of his time to Earth First! Founded by a bunch of macho cowboys with a yippie sense of humor and an adulation of cult writer Edward Abbey, Earth First!
Avalon not only bought into the Earth First! Convinced that even the most modest human habitation was too much of an imposition on the Earth, he took to living out of his silver-blue Toyota truck, a present from his parents. He even preached against domesticated pets and houseplants, explaining that humans could never fulfill the true desires of cats and ferns.
Then, in , he heard that a new kind of campaign was taking place in Oregon on fourteen acres of old-growth timber in the Willamette Valley. Avalon took his place behind the fortress walls, where activists chained their wrists to half-ton concrete barrels whenever Forest Service officers approached. The activists saw the area as part of Cascadia, a vast bioregion spanning the Pacific Northwest, and they defended the fort for eleven months.
Avalon was inspired by the radicals at Warner Creek, who seemed to herald a more militant stage of the movement. He already knew Chelsea Gerlach, a peppy twenty-two-year-old from the Oregon boonies first arrested for civil disobedience when she was only sixteen. Her boyfriend, Stan Meyerhoff, was a handsome, arrogant guy hell-bent on figuring out a way to live for the rest of his life without working.
Avalon also met Jacob Ferguson, one of the leaders on the trench-digging team at Warner Creek. Ferguson went by a variety of code names, including Donut and Patch, but none of them stuck. He thought all the forest-elves stuff stupid. Like many of the protesters, Ferguson looked like a gutter punk, but he was no suburban kid pretending to be a panhandler — while growing up, his dad was in prison for armed robbery and writing bad checks.
The Forest Service eventually canceled its logging plans for Warner Creek, but not before officers destroyed the blockade and arrested four women who had chained themselves to concrete barrels. Ferguson was furious. He always did like to play with fire as a kid.
In October , two months after the victory at Warner Creek, Ferguson and his new girlfriend, Josephine Sunshine Overaker, an herbalist with a huge tattoo of a bird spanning her back, drove to a ranger station in Detroit, Oregon. Two days later, Ferguson and Sunshine brought the Dog along to burn another ranger station, in Oakridge: This time they got it right, burning the place to cinders.
They also threw piles of nails on the road as they left to slow down firetrucks on their way to the scene and chucked their gloves into a reservoir on the way home. The nucleus of the Family was now in place. The Dog had the commitment, Ferguson had the criminal skills and Sunshine would do anything for Ferguson. FBI agents immediately began prowling the Eugene coffee shops, but activists resisted the idea that one of their own had set the fires.
Sure, they believed in monkey-wrenching, but this was way more hardcore than anything Earth First had ever preached. Ferguson became the muscle of the operation, the recon specialist, visiting more than twenty fur farms across Oregon and Canada to scout their security systems.
He soon found a wild-horse corral run by the Bureau of Land Management in Burns, Oregon, that he thought they could hit. Violence was being done to those horses, and the Family wanted respond in kind. That was enough of an argument for Avalon, who decided to join the action. The next night, they liberated the horses — horses and burros rushing by them, into the great wild beyond. Then, while the Dog stayed in the van with a police scanner, Avalon and the others set the fires, working fast.
Afterward, they took their clothes and stuffed them all in a hole in the ground, pouring acid over everything. To cover their tracks, Ferguson sold the van to some hippies.
It was a great fake-out: The feds kept pressure on Rosebraugh, with Congress even summoning him to Capitol Hill to answer questions, but he always took the Fifth. Name one revolution in history that was not violent. Over the next three years, the Family became the running dogs of the revolution, setting fires to show Babylon that they really meant it when they said there was no compromise in the defense of Mother Earth.
He felt as potent as a pistol, dangerous as dynamite, tough and mean and hard and full of love for his fellow man. But none was more dedicated than Avalon, Ferguson and the Dog. Avalon designed the burgers with his disciple Stan Meyerhoff. Ferguson did the legwork. And the Dog was the glue. He was in charge of the voice mailbox they had set up for people to leave messages, and Family members would tap on his window in Eugene at all hours to let him know they were available to do an action.
Sometimes, Ferguson and the Dog would hook up with animal-rights militants they knew in the underground; once they liberated forty-six dogs from a pacemaker lab in Southern California. Ferguson was getting off on being in the radical underground.
By day he was a local hard-ass dude with crazy tattoos who played in a heavy-metal band called Eat Shit Fuckface, fixed up cars for a spare fifty bucks and worked summers, ironically, as a wild-lands firefighter. At night, he was an elf, so committed to the cause that after he got an ex-girlfriend pregnant, he got a vasectomy — not wanting to be responsible for bringing another soul into this world, which was headed for certain apocalypse unless he and his comrades could stop it first.
His personal life was quickly becoming a wreck: He even brought his son to a Christmas Eve arson at a logging-company headquarters as a decoy. He was sick of Sunshine, who had become a codependent zombie, and was dating lots of other girls. On the way to firebomb an animal-inspection facility in Olympia, Washington, Sunshine was arrested at a Tacoma supermarket for shoplifting a flashlight.
Ferguson and Avalon set the fire anyway. As Ferguson was spinning out of control, Avalon was retreating more and more into his cocoon.