@create Ships and vessels=25
&M-TRIM Ships and vessels=A sailor climbs aloft to trim a sail.
&M-CHANTY Ships and vessels=Humming a chanty, an old salt mends some sail.
&M-GUNNEL Ships and vessels=A splash of foam finds its way over the gunnel.
&M-POLISH Ships and vessels=A young boy polishes the brightwork.
&M-BOSUN Ships and vessels=The bo's'un makes his rounds of the ship.
&M-ROPES Ships and vessels=An old salt teaches a new lad the ropes.
&M-TRIM2 Ships and vessels=A sligh change in wind causes the bo's'un to shout orders. Men trim the sails.
&M-BILGE Ships and vessels=A sailor comes up on deck and tosses a bucket of bilge water overboard.
&M-CARVE Ships and vessels=A sailor off his watch works scrimshaw upon a large tooth.
&M-SWAB Ships and vessels=A swabbie works his mop down the deck.
&M-CALL Ships and vessels=The bo's'un calls aloft to the man in the crows next.
&M-CREAK Ships and vessels=The masts give a faint creak. . .
&M-MARLINSPIKE Ships and vessels=A mariner works at a splice with his marlinspike.
@Prefix Ships and vessels=\
@create Calormene Wealthy Street=25
@Prefix Calormene Wealthy Street=\
&M-QUREYOON Calormene Wealthy Street="Qureyoon, you lazy oaf!" a household overseer yelss, "Stop flirting and get back to work!"
&M-ZUBEIDAH Calormene Wealthy Street="Shhhh," says a slave girl. "If the Tarkheena Zubeidah hears you saying that, she'll sell you to a peasant!"
&M-MOP Calormene Wealthy Street=A slave girl comes out of one of the estates and wrings out a mop.
&M-SWEEP Calormene Wealthy Street=A eunuch sweeps out the front gate of an estate, raising a cloud of dust.
&M-VOYEUR Calormene Wealthy Street=A sharp-eyed troop of guards catches a peasant peeking over the walls of one of the estates and seizes him.
&M-HASAN Calormene Wealthy Street="They say that Hasan has lost the Lord Tarkaan's favor!" a servant whispers to another.
&M-RAASHIM Calormene Wealthy Street="Beware of Raashim, my daughter!" a woman counsels an attractive young girl.
&M-LITTER Calormene Wealthy Street=Several slaves groan under the weight of a litter carrying an obese Tarkaan.
&M-SIESTA Calormene Wealthy Street=A servant catches a nap under the shade of a lemon tree.
&M-SLOP Calormene Wealthy Street=A servant empties a slop pot into the street.
&M-JULEIDAH Calormene Wealthy Street="That is Juleidah!" a servant says, pointing to an attractive young Tarkheena wearing riding leathers.
&M-BUBUL Calormene Wealthy Street=A tarkaan chases a slave out of his household. "Bubul Assiah! Come back here and take the beating that befits you!" he cries.
&M-HAMID Calormene Wealthy Street="Hamid is a kind master," a slave girl confides to another. "He gives us chocolates!"
&M-DJEHA Calormene Wealthy Street="Si'Djeha!" some bystanders cry. "You are mad to risk your life on that mule!"
&M-TARKHEENA Calormene Wealthy Street=A tarkheena smiles and beckons to a female slave.
&M-SIGH Calormene Wealthy Street=As a pretty girl passes, a man sighs and says "To be at this moment, a eunuch!"
&M-GOSSIP Calormene Wealthy Street=Three servants, two women and a man, suddenly stop gossiping and look around.
&M-GAZE Calormene Wealthy Street=A wealthy merchant scratches his chin and pauses to gaze upon a pretty slave girl carrying some laundry.
@create Calormene Government Street=25
@Prefix Calormene Government Street=\
&M-MARCH Calormene Government Street=A parade of Provincial soldiers comes up the street, their flags waving and their weapons polished.
&M-COURIER Calormene Government Street=An Imperial Courier passes through on foot with a message sealed in an iron case.
&M-CONCUBINE Calormene Government Street=Several concubines wearing black robes and veils make their way through the crowd.
&M-BOUNCER Calormene Government Street=A pair of bouncers carrying a drunk pass through on their way to the prison.
&M-TAX Calormene Government Street=A tax collector stops to apprise you. "Nice clothes!" he says.
&M-BUREAUCRAT Calormene Government Street=A pair of minor bureaucrats examine a city plan.
&M-DIRECTOR Calormene Government Street=The head of the Bureau of Aggradizement parades through the streets with his retinue.
&M-SPINSTER Calormene Government Street="I'm a spinster," a woman says. "Where do I go to register?"
&M-SCOFFLAW Calormene Government Street=A scofflaw is allowed to go free from the prison.
&M-NASSER Calormene Government Street="This is a warrant for the arrest of Nasser the Barbarian. See that he is apprehended immediately," an officer of the court tells a soldier.
&M-SHEREVU Calormene Government Street="Do not speak that way of the Lord Tarkaan Sherevu," a man says in a loud whisper. "He is not called She Who Must Be Obeyed for nothing!"
&M-VANDUL Calormene Government Street="Vandul is a knave and a slime and completely out of fashion!" a passing fop says to a friend.
&M-LICENSE Calormene Government Street="Ignorance of the law is no excuse," a guard says to a woman. "If you want to walk without a veil in the streets, you have to have a license!"
&M-CALLOUS Calormene Government Street=Three guards make callous comments at slave girls walking past.
&M-POWDER Calormene Government Street=A minor bureaucrat stops and sniffs a fine yellow powder.
&M-UNWANTED Calormene Government Street=A pair of guards throw an unwanted intruder from the palace.
&M-DELEGATE Calormene Government Street=The eunuch minotaurs outside the palace force a delegate from Ettinsmoor to wait and wait and wait . . . .
&M-INSPECT Calormene Government Street=A slave inspector walks towards the market.
&M-DELIVERY Calormene Government Street=A butcher delivers a side of lamb to the palace.
&M-APPEAL Calormene Government Street=The wife of a well-known embezzler leaves the palace with a bowed head.
&M-MONEY Calormene Government Street=An urchin spies a shiny new Crescent in the street and grabs it as fast as he can.
&M-JURISDICTION Calormene Government Street="I told you. The matter is completely out of my jurisdiction!", a bureaucrat says.
&M-NEWTAX Calormene Government Street="I just came up with an idea for a new tax!" says a bureaucrat.
&M-DONKEY Calormene Government Street="No, this donkey will not do," a military inspector tells a horse-dealer. "His shoulder falls exactly .0123564 below the minimum height."
&M-VILLAGE Calormene Government Street="That village is not in my jurisdiction. I can't help you with the Giant who is pillaging it," an Officer of the Guards explains to a peasant.
&M-ABU Calormene Government Street="My case was heard by Abu Nabi," says an unhappy looking merchant. "May he burn in the fires of Lagour!"
&M-PROMOTION Calormene Government Street="I'm proud to inform you, Fez, that you have been promoted to Junior Procurator for the Lady Tarkheena of Mezreel!" an elder bureaucrat says to a young official.
&M-HIDE Calormene Government Street="The Lord Tarkaan is going to have your hide when he hears of this, Nazaiz!" a bureaucrats warns.
&M-TARKHAAN Calormene Government Street=An arrogant-looking young Tarkaan forces his way on horseback through the crowd.
&M-RAMA Calormene Government Street=A bureaucrat whispers "I hear Ramses has applied for the position of Imperial Executioner. I hope he gets it. I hate working with him."
&M-CASTE Calormene Government Street=A tarkheena walks hand in hand with a merchant through the doors of the Caste Relations Office.
@create Calormene Market=25
@Prefix Calormene Market=\
&M-CROWD Calormene Market=A crowd gathers around a man who has abruptly died of a heart attack.
&M-SLAVER Calormene Market=A slaver shows off a small, naked slave girl to a prospective customer. "I have seen her mother, my Lord! She will grow to be a fine concubine for you or for your son!"
&M-DOG Calormene Market=A stray dog sniffs under the cart of a butcher.
&M-DWARF Calormene Market="Who would like to buy some dwarf knives?"
&M-PERSIMMON Calormene Market=Two peasant women squabble over a persimmon
&M-ELIXAR Calormene Market="The Elixar of Eternal Life!" a merchant in brightly colored clothing calls outs. "Only 50 Crescents!"
&M-CLOTH Calormene Market="The cloth which you want is due to arrive in tomorrow's caravan."
&M-BEGGAR Calormene Market=The crowd parts as a leprous beggar on crutches makes his way through the square.
&M-PARADE Calormene Market="Used slaves!" cries an overseer as he herds a parade of naked, geriatric slaves into the square.
&M-JUGGLE Calormene Market=A juggler steals some fruit from a stand and begins tossing them in the air to amuse a crowd.
&M-CHOCOLATES Calormene Market="These chocolates are melted! They've been out in the sun all day!" a woman complains to a vendor.
&M-DIAMOND Calormene Market="I tell you, Thenos. Nobody pays more than a minim for diamonds these days!" a customer tells a dealer in gemstones.
&M-HAND Calormene Market=Some soldiers from the fortress roughly bring a peasant out into the square, tie him to a table, and, with a quick stroke of a scimitar, cut off his right hand.
&M-BEG Calormene Market="My curse upon you, young woman, for your selfishness. Your beauty will leave you and you will end your life homeless for the way you have treated me this day!" a beggar cries out.
&M-LEECH Calormene Market="My leeches have gone to the finest of all Narnian academies!" a surgeon cries out.
&M-BOUNCE Calormene Market=A pair of bouncers drag a drunken sailor up the steps and towards the fortress.
&M-TASH Calormene Market="You would do very well for Tash's purposes," says a Priest of Tash.
&M-BOY Calormene Market=A blacksmith angrilly beats his apprentice while a crowd gathers and laughs.
&M-FERRET Calormene Market=A ferret breaks out of its cage and runs under a house.
&M-BARTER Calormene Market="Three minims is too much. I'll give you two," a soldier says to a merchant.
&M-BANANAS Calormene Market="Bananas! Ripe Bananas! Only 1 Minim a bunch!"
&M-DOUBLE Calormene Market="For you a special price," a tired merchant says to an aggressive barterer. "DOUBLE!"
&M-GROAN Calormene Market=A woman groans to her companion: "These people who introduced that foul Narnian practice of fixed prices are taking all the fun out of shopping!"
&M-RUNS Calormene Market=A merchant runs after a customer! "Okay, Okay! I'll give it to you for four minims!"
&M-FURS Calormene Market=A salesman selling mouse furs looks like he is having a bad day.
&M-YAWN Calormene Market=A merchant yawns as her customers look over the buttons she has for sale.
&M-BEADS Calormene Market="Are these beads really made of glass? They look like cheap quartz to me?"
&M-FLOWERS Calormene Market=A procession of children throws flowers in homage to the Goddess Zardeenah.
&M-RAISINS Calormene Market=When he sees that the merchant is not looking, a man steals a few raisins.
&M-TOOTH Calormene Market=Four soldiers hold down a friend as a surgeon pulls his tooth.
&M-RABBIT Calormene Market=A butcher strips a rabbit of its hide, leaving only the paws to show what the meat is.
&M-STARE Calormene Market=Two hagglers stop and stare at one another.
&M-GIFT Calormene Market=A man hands poppies to whoever wants one.
&M-DJUBHA Calormene Market="Djubha! Djubha!" a woman cries running through the square. "It is me, Fatima!"
&M-ESAFFAH Calormene Market=A woman looks at her friend. "To tell you the truth, the only cloth merchant I deal with is Esaffah."
&M-YAZGUL Calormene Market="Have you see Yazgul, the Seller of Beasts?"
&M-JUBEINAH Calormene Market="She is as beautiful as Jubeinah!" a man says to another.
&M-POPPYTHIEF Calormene Market="Excuse me," a pair of palace guards ask. "But have you seen a man who stole poppies from the Lord Tarkaan's garden?"
&M-CAT Calormene Market=A cat runs off with a fish in his mouth.
&M-INEA Calormene Market="I have made the most astute of deals!" says a merchant. "I have arranged for my son to marry Inea, the daughter of Diyab."
&M-HATIM Calormene Market="I heard that Hatim has been cheating his customers again.," one man says to another.
&M-RICE Calormene Market=A merchant scoops some rice out of a bag and weighs it for a customer.
&M-LEATHER Calormene Market=A woman admires the wares of a leatherworker.
&M-QUAIL Calormene Market=A butcher pulls a live quail out of a cage, cuts its head off, and plucks it for a customer.
&M-EATING Calormene Market=A porter sits on the curb and eats his simple lunch of plain couscous and garlic.
&M-SWEEP Calormene Market=A line of street sweepers pushes the garbage from the high end to the low end of the street.
&M-BARBER Calormene Market=A barber shaves a soldier's face and dresses a knife wound while others watch.
@create Calormene Poor Street=25
@Prefix Calormene Poor Street=\
&M-GUARDS Calormene Poor Street=A troop of Provincial Guards breaks into a hovel, looking for a suspect.
&M-PROSTITUTE Calormene Poor Street=A prostitute walks the streets, smiling at potential customers.
&M-BOYS Calormene Poor Street=A gang of young boys throws rocks at passersby and runs away.
&M-SAILORS Calormene Poor Street=Three sailors come up from the docks looking for love and adventure.
&M-SCREAM Calormene Poor Street=Someone screams.
&M-BEATING Calormene Poor Street=A woman comes running out of a hovel. A man comes out, grabs her by the hair, pounds her with his fist, and drags her back.
&M-MERCHAT Calormene Poor Street=A merchant passes through, holding his nose.
&M-GIRLS Calormene Poor Street=Two little girls play with dolls made of rope.
&M-CAT Calormene Poor Street=A pair of tomcats howl and hiss at each other.
&M-DOG Calormene Poor Street=A stray dog digs his nose into the garbage on the street.
&M-FENCE Calormene Poor Street=A seedy looking man comes up, offering to sell a goblet.
&M-MAN Calormene Poor Street="There he is! That's the man who robbed me!" a man cries out.
&M-GOAT Calormene Poor Street=A small boy leads a goat up the hill to the Merchants' Square.
&M-BAHLUL Calormene Poor Street="Bahlul," a peasant woman says to her son. "Go to the Market and buy 1 Minim's worth of rice. We should celebrate our good fortune in finding this coin!"
&M-PEASANT Calormene Poor Street="Start with the day," a peasant sings, "And win rich pay!"
@create Calormene Docks=25
@Prefix Calormene Docks=\
@Forwardlist Calormene Docks=#3227 
&M-SEAGULL Calormene Docks=Some seagulls bicker over a dead fish.
&M-PORTER Calormene Docks=A porter comes by, bearing a heavy load, panting.
&M-BOUNCERS Calormene Docks=A pair of bouncers come out of a tavern, dragging a drunken sailor.
&M-SHIP Calormene Docks=A ship creaks as it slowly rocks with a change in the tides.
&M-MAP Calormene Docks=You overhear someone saying "But I tell you, Aziz! This Terebithian treasure map is real!"
&M-RATS Calormene Docks=Wharf rats crawl over a shipment of grain waiting to be moved.
&M-SAILOR Calormene Docks=A drunken sailor accosts passersbys. "What did you do with my mother?"
&M-PRESS Calormene Docks=A press gang walks through the crowd, looking for unwary sailors.
&M-SAIL Calormene Docks=A ship unfurls its red sails and puts out to sea.
&M-HAMMER Calormene Docks=Some boatwrights hammer loudly on the skeleton of a ship's hull.
&M-DISASTER Calormene Docks=A merchant weeps at the news that his ship sank off Narnia.
&M-SLAVES Calormene Docks=A grim-looking taskmaster supervises the unloading of a shipment of slaves from Telmar.
&M-MALE Calormene Docks=A sailor from the Seven Islands picks up a male prostitute.
&M-PROSTITUTE Calormene Docks=A female prostitute stands outside a tavern, looking for customers.
&M-GUARD Calormene Docks=Some guardsmen come along the docks, searching for smugglers.
&M-WAREHOUSE Calormene Docks=A wizened old man opens up a warehouse and supervises the delivery of some sheepskins.
&M-NETS Calormene Docks=A fisherman sits beside his boat, fixing his nets.
&M-SALE Calormene Docks=A fishmonger shows off several large red fish.
@create Western Calormene City=25
@Prefix Western Calormene City=\
@Forwardlist Western Calormene City=#1094 #3175 #3189 
&M-1 Western Calormene City=At the end of a street, you see a scuffle taking place.
&M-2 Western Calormene City=A lone dog trots by, tail wagging.
&M-3 Western Calormene City=A stray cat pokes through a rubbish pile in a nearby alley.
&M-4 Western Calormene City=A blind beggar walks by, his hand trailing against a building wall.
&M-5 Western Calormene City=A bird noisily caws overhead.
&M-6 Western Calormene City=A sausage vendor noisily hawks his wares.
&M-7 Western Calormene City=In the distance, a guard beats a pickpocket.
&M-8 Western Calormene City=A head pokes out from a window above you, then quickly withdraws.
&M-9 Western Calormene City=From above, a veiled wife shakes the dust from a small rug out a window.
&M-10 Western Calormene City=A number of slaves, all connected by neck chains, drag by. An overseer urges them on.
&M-11 Western Calormene City=A bouncer tosses a drunkard from a nearby tavern.
&M-12 Western Calormene City=A sniffling woman passes you by, fastening a memorial pendant in her braids.
&M-13 Western Calormene City=Three men carry a wrapped corpse to the city's tombs. A solemn trail of mourners follows.
&M-14 Western Calormene City=A trail of weeping women wend their ways to the city's tombs.
&M-15 Western Calormene City="Way! Make way for the Tarkaan!" cries a slave, scurrying before a grandly-festooned litter.
&M-16 Western Calormene City=A number of servants sprinkle flower petals in the dust of the city streets, so that their master might walk upon them.
&M-17 Western Calormene City=In the distance, you hear pottery shattering.
&M-18 Western Calormene City=The smells of a poor man's dinner waft from a shuttered window.
&M-51 Western Calormene City=From a well-appointed home, the tempting smells of an elaborate ritual meal drift invitingly.
&M-19 Western Calormene City=A lone man drifts from cluster to cluster, attempting to sell a goat.
&M-20 Western Calormene City=A cheese merchant wakens from his nap to scold a would-be thief.
&M-21 Western Calormene City=With bleary eyes, a man reeking of too much wine struggles down the street, searching for a way home.
&M-22 Western Calormene City=A sacred concubine of the Temple of Tash flounces by, leaving a trail of exotic perfume.
&M-23 Western Calormene City=Frantically searching for her lost child, a mother dashes past.
&M-24 Western Calormene City=Nearby, a dog scratches its flea-bitten sores.
&M-25 Western Calormene City=A servant scurries to a secret assignation with her lover, a smile on her lips.
&M-26 Western Calormene City=A Vizier, his clothing exotic and grand, trots past on an armored horse, followed by a number of servants.
&M-27 Western Calormene City=A rag cart trundles by, its worn wheels making a rhythmic beat in the dust.
&M-28 Western Calormene City=Three women, their braids pulled back and veils covering their faces, walk by.
&M-29 Western Calormene City=An ancient woman, carrying a bowl of ganeesh scavenged from a rubbish pile, totters by you.
&M-30 Western Calormene City=A messenger of the Imperial Post races by on an urgent delivery.
&M-31 Western Calormene City=Pigeons swoop down to scavenge a few spilled grains on the city streets.
&M-32 Western Calormene City=A mother noisly spanks her young child.
&M-33 Western Calormene City=Several objects fall from the robe of a nearly-unnoticeable young man. "Pickpocket!" cries someone.
&M-34 Western Calormene City=A woman pours a jug of hot water over the canvas roof of a market tent.
&M-35 Western Calormene City=A large merchant waddles by counting the minims he has collected.
&M-36 Western Calormene City=Streams of the faithful pour up the steps of a nearby temple.
&M-37 Western Calormene City=A litter bearing a wicked Tarkheena of some fame passes by.
&M-38 Western Calormene City=Holding the hand of a young child, a woman walks by with a water jug balanced on her head.
&M-39 Western Calormene City=A vendor hawks hot sand-cakes.
&M-40 Western Calormene City=A woman pauses in the streets to adjust her braids.
&M-41 Western Calormene City=A priestess of the temple of Zardeenah wanders by, her head down, encased in grey silk.
&M-42 Western Calormene City=Seven priests of the Temple of Tash stalk by, their black silk robes swishing menacingly.
&M-43 Western Calormene City=Three priests of the Temple of Azaroth bear fragrant meats to be sacrificed at their god's altars.
&M-44 Western Calormene City=A high priest stalks by, a vorcel hawk proudly perched on his forearm.
&M-45 Western Calormene City="Water! Water! Mountain water!" cries a vendor.
&M-46 Western Calormene City="Scents! Perfumes! Fine waters!" cries a vendor.
&M-47 Western Calormene City=You feel a light touch at your side, and check to make sure you still have all your valuables.
&M-48 Western Calormene City=You notice a man skulking in the door of a home down the street. He appears to be watching you.
&M-49 Western Calormene City=A fish seller trundles his cart by. The fish smell slightly off.
&M-50 Western Calormene City=A shout cuts through the noises of the street.
@set Western Calormene City=VISUAL