ZEALOTRY Users: Critical Notice on Continued Use

Edit: Our new HTML5 client (Orchil) is now open for beta testing in The Eternal City and Grendel's Revenge. Feel free to try give it a whirl at

Edit: We have made great strides toward a new HTML5 client, which should offer a replacement to Zealotry. We're hoping to release that in the very near future, but in the meantime, using Pale Moon remains the best method for ensuring there is zero interruption to your game playing during the transition.

As of November 14, Mozilla will be auto-updating all copies of Mozilla Firefox to Mozilla 57, a new edition of their browser that will disable all legacy add-ons. This will probably include the majority of the plug-ins that you use on Mozilla, including the Skotos Zealotry plug-in.

This is a big problem for us because Zealotry is the most stable of our clients at this time, and the one that we believe is in the widest use. There's unfortunately no easy way to update it, because we'd have to rewrite it from practically scratch, using their new programming system.

There are tricks that you could use to to prevent Mozilla updates, but we don't particularly suggest them, as you want to have a clean, secure browser. Fortunately, there are two alternative browsers that will support Zealotry. Each of them branched off of an earlier version of Mozilla Firefox, and each of them continues to be updated for important security issues.

Pale Moon Browser

The Pale Moon browser is our suggested replacement. It is a totally separate browser that branched off of Firefox some years ago. It will continue to support the classic plug-ins.

To install it:
  • Install Pale Moon (Windows & UNIX only)
  • Install the Zealotry XPI on Pale Moon
  • Restart the Pale Moon Browser
  • Play on Pale Moon

The official version of Pale Moon only supports Windows and UNIX, but you can also get a slightly less official version of Pale Moon for the Mac. We've tested it out and it looks like it's clean and works correctly, but use your own level of caution in working with the Mac variant.

If You Have Errors

Some users are experiencing "Content Encoding Errors" when using Pale Moon and Zealotry. As best we can tell, this is due to an incompatibility between Windows 8.1, Pale Moon, and Plugins. If you have this problem (or any other), we suggest instead using Mozilla's extended-release version of Firefox, which branched at Firefox 52. It's expected to remain supported until at least June 28, 2018, by which time Mozilla is planning to jump their ESR to a post-plugin phase. This is therefore a short-term solution, but we expect to have full release of our New HTML5 client well before that.

To install it:
The Big Picture

Our larger-scale goal is to introduce a new client that will be usable on any browser and make our games generally more accessible. We've had a HTML5 client in process since last year, but are currently hitting roadblocks that make a deployment before November 14 problematic. We've also just started a second project, which would be more specifically focused as a Zealotry replacement, without worries about new bells or new whistles. Both of these possibilities are being done out-of-house, by Skotos players, but they're receiving our highest level of attention for whatever support they need, as this is all our top priority.

So, consider this a short-term fix, but in the meantime if you use Zealotry, please download one of the alternative browsers and test them out ASAP.
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  • You hear a squeaky voice echo through the south door. "Pssst! 'ey!

    You say, "I was going to see if the Mistress was about but I can't leave you in here and I don...."
    You call, "Yes?"
    Zephyrus swivels his gaze to the bubinga and iron door.

    You mutter a-lot.
    You step to the bubinga and iron door.

    You hear a scuffle from just outside the south door as if someone or something is struggling with something.

    You regret your feet already, "Damn it all to hell."
    You say, "Stay here."

    A single silk thread descends into the room and a mercenary gnome skillfully descends along the thread! He reaches the floor and grasps his crossbow, scanning the area!

    A single silk thread descends into the room and a stealthy gnome slips soundlessly to the floor where he crouches and looks around dubiously!

    A gnome mercenary runs to the northeastern door.
    A gnome mercenary slams the northeastern door.
    A gnome mercenary closes the northeastern door.

    There is a click from the northeastern door.

    You say, "Hey!"
    A gnome mercenary turns toward you now..
    A gnome mercenary levels his tiny crossbow at you.

    Your duckcall emits a loud "QUACK!" as you blow it. You know that your call was heard by Lieutenant Natasha.

    You run westward.
    A gnome mercenary says, "Ey! Wait!"
    A gnome mercenary grunts small.

    You pause your feet.
    A gnome mercenary mutters, "Peoples!"
    A stealthy gnome shakes his head, "Hoomans!"
    You eye a stealthy gnome and a gnome mercenary, "You're the one with a crossbow!"


    • Burned by a page boy:

      A young page boy replies, in Teanga, "Doctor Mielyr went that way!"
      You snort at a young page boy, "Not Doctor Mielyr, Doctor DOLPH."
      A young page boy responds, in Teanga, "Not all doctors are healers!"

      Royal Chief of Medicine
      Courtier of Her Majesty's Royal Court


      • Dame Eeva winks at a small ale cask.

        OOC -- Dame Eeva says to a small ale cask, "Why?"

        OOC -- Lord Mirshan says, "cause you didn't take it to dinner first"

        Dame Eeva takes a silver tankard from atop the small oak cask and fills it with hearty dark ale.

        OOC -- Dame Eeva says, "I dunno why we have to wink at the water cask anyway"

        OOC -- Lord Mirshan says, "cause it's got body image issues"

        OOC -- Dame Eeva says, "Like, who built that shit"
        Trisan Allanon
        ~ We journey to be great.
        Should we never achieve greatness,
        At least we have a great tale.
        Thus, mayhaps we achieved greatness after all. ~


        • A small hound pokes you wetly with his paw.

          You worry about a small hound in Northern, "Why are your paws wet ..."

          A small hound nudges you experimentally with his paw.

          A small hound gazes mirthfully at you.

          ~ Keeper of the Royal Vault
          ~ Junior Handmaiden to Her Majesty


          • Dame Galatea tries anyway, "What spell is at the top of your list now?"

            Blodwen exhales at Dame Galatea's words, "Nothin. I'm not working on anything."
            Dame Galatea moves from the green bronze arch at the stair landing to one of the staircases along the eastern wall.
            Dame Galatea descends one of the staircases along the eastern wall.

            Dame Galatea asks Blodwen then, "What happened to your dream catcher idea?"

            Dame Galatea moves from one of the staircases along the eastern wall to the pavement of the courtyard.
            Dame Galatea downwardly steps to the pavement of the courtyard.

            Dame Galatea glimpses slightly to Blodwen.

            Blodwen travels over the staircases along the eastern wall, "I had the idea, I created the idea, and I can't make it stick. It requires something I don't have."
            Dame Galatea moves from the pavement of the courtyard to the south tower door.

            Dame Galatea strolls to the south tower door.
            Dame Galatea tilts her head at Blodwen, "I will help you find it. What is it?"
            Blodwen answers Dame Galatea, "Storypoints."

            ((cleaned a bit of extraneous stuff))


            • You swing your toy hammer.
              > hit me with my hammer
              You hit yourself with your toy hammer.
              A solid hit! Your chest has been faintly bruised!
              Malatrios' toy hammer gives a loud SQUEAK!


              • You wonder about Jaxx sleepily.
                You tempt yourself with your fingertip and Jaxx' small right ear.
                You prudently squash your thoughts.
                You just smile.
                You lean against the northern courtyard wall.
                You consider your stained lacewood whistle now.
                You shift your sharp deep green eyes.
                You take a stained lacewood whistle from your ash boarskin pouch.
                You idly toy with your stained lacewood whistle.
                You difficultly keep your stained lacewood whistle from your lips.
                You decidedly return your stained lacewood whistle to your ash boarskin pouch.
                You drop your stained lacewood whistle into your ash boarskin pouch.
                OOC - Jaxx loses his connection.
                You sigh.
                You take a stained lacewood whistle from your ash boarskin pouch.
                You shrug.
                You lift your stained lacewood whistle to your lips anyway.
                You blow your stained lacewood whistle and you hear an ear-splitting noise that sounds like ~~Teeheehee-HEEEEE-teeheeheehee!~~
                You wince at your ears.
                You smile anyway.


                • ----------------------------Sometimes, Elmer doesn't want attention.----------------------------

                  A small hound dryly licks his chops.

                  Theresa totally distracts a small hound with her attention in Northern, "Poor puppy."

                  Theresa moves from the southwest door to a small hound.

                  Theresa walks to a small hound instead.

                  A small hound moves from the southwest door to the southwest door.

                  A small hound pads out through the southwest door.

                  Theresa stares off.

                  Theresa blames you entirely.

                  Theresa definitely huffs.
                  Royal Chief of Medicine
                  Courtier of Her Majesty's Royal Court


                  • Princess Maeve sings away, "Do your ears hang low, do they wobble to and fro, can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow, can you throw 'em over your shoulder like an unseelie soldier, do your ears, hang, low."


                    • Kobe hears you, "Wow.. Heath.. there is a name that needs to wake up."
                      > You personally disagree, "Yes. That would be so much fun."
                      Atmos snorts at Kobe.
                      Kobe smirks.
                      > You aid Kobe's mind a-little, "Our wedding was six years ago this past Saturns."
                      Kobe hears you, "Right. I think I remember it barely."
                      Atmos indicates you, "Then he cheated on her."
                      Kobe frowns at Atmos' words.
                      Atmos toasts, "To Heath!"
                      > You grin at Atmos aside.
                      > You raise your dainty right hand emptily, "To Heath and Mirella!"


                      • Theresa subtly flourishes her gown and it changes colours from lilac to treasonous-summery-yellow.
                        OOC -- Theresa says, "KIDDING KIDDING"


                        • Newlie Fun:

                          Oslud asks, "Do you think the ghost is still in the room?"
                          You shrug, "We can check."
                          <Movement Spam>

                          You scan a common rectangular room.
                          Oslud jumps into a common rectangular room.
                          You determine safely, "No!"
                          You beam.
                          Oslud screams ferociously.
                          You startle yourself.
                          You stare.
                          Oslud peers at a common rectangular room.
                          Oslud says, "Oh. No ghosts."

                          You shake your head quickly, "No."
                          You move from to Oslud.
                          You inch around Oslud.
                          You move from Oslud to the red oak door.
                          You move to the red oak door, "You are all fine? Tailor.... and..."
                          Oslud says, "And.... that item..."
                          You bob your head swiftly.

                          Oslud peers at a common rectangular room.
                          Oslud says, "You'll... dispose... of it?"
                          You fumble with the red oak door.
                          You say, "I will put it in the trash."
                          You nod twice.
                          You say, "I will also get an awakener!"
                          Oslud fumbles with the red oak door, "Here, let me help."
                          Oslud says, "You've been so gracious."
                          You allow Oslud to bump Quinlan.
                          Oslud moves from to Quinlan.

                          Oslud bumps his plump right hand into your smooth right hand.
                          You stare at Oslud's plump right hand accidentally.
                          Oslud explains apologetically, "This thing sticks."
                          You state loudly, "I am courting Mistress Adeline she is sweet and kind and beautiful and plump. And she is a librarian. She can help you too."
                          You say, "With books!"
                          Oslud moves from Quinlan to the red oak door.
                          Oslud says, "Open, damn you!"
                          Oslud jerks the red oak door firmly.
                          You hit your head with the red oak door soundly.
                          You manage the red oak door.
                          You open the red oak door.
                          You flee.
                          Oslud says, "Oh."
                          The red oak door closes.

                          Oslud says, "Bye. Bye."
                          You say, "Bye, good welcome."
                          You run into the red oak door.
                          Oslud says, "Oof. It closed."
                          Oslud says, "Quick."
                          Oslud says, "Count."
                          You nod.
                          You count.
                          You say, "Three..."
                          Oslud says, "One. Two."
                          Oslud opens the red oak door.
                          You say, "Wait."
                          You say, "Are we starting from three or one?"
                          The red oak door closes.
                          Oslud says, "One. You always count up. It's the only proper way."
                          You say, "What about three, two, one, go?"
                          Oslud guffaws.

                          Oslud says, "One, two, three."
                          Oslud says, "And you go on three."
                          Oslud says, "Otherwise you've counted to four."
                          You say, "Go on three?"
                          You boggle.
                          Oslud says, "Yes. If agreed to."
                          You argue, "No, you... always say "Go."
                          Oslud says, "Then say go on four."
                          Oslud says, "You've said four words. It's fourth."
                          You say, "No you cannot count to four that is just weird."
                          Oslud says, "You don't COUNT to four."
                          Oslud says, "Otherwise go is fifth."
                          You wither.
                          You claw at the red oak door.
                          You confuse yourself, "I just... want..."
                          Oslud says, "Go on two."

                          Oslud says, "One."
                          You whine.
                          Oslud says, "Two."
                          Oslud opens the red oak door.
                          Oslud says, "Go."
                          You say, "What happened to three?"
                          Apprentice to the Healers - Ser Quinlan


                          • BEST EVER!

                            You work Meoris' flowing copper hair with your ivory fine-toothed comb.
                            A fairy quirks her tiny lips mischievously.
                            You glimpse at a fairy, "Why does that expression terrify me."
                            You pout at a fairy.
                            You hope for yourself safely.
                            Meoris humbly gazes at a fairy.
                            Meoris says softly, "She is beautiful."
                            A fairy peeks at Lorelei, Merrynn, Meoris and you one-by-one.
                            Merrynn peeks at a fairy.
                            Merrynn worries about a fairy somewhat.
                            Merrynn smiles at a fairy anyway, "How are you?"
                            Lorelei blinks then.
                            Lorelei peers at a fairy awedly.
                            You amusedly lengthen Meoris' flowing copper hair.
                            You assume Merrynn unluckily.
                            You pity Merrynn already.

                            With a slight flick of the wrist a fairy morphs the haircoverage of Lorelei to bald.
                            With a slight flick of the wrist a fairy morphs the haircoverage of Meoris to bald.
                            With a slight flick of the wrist a fairy morphs the haircoverage of Merrynn to bald.
                            A warm glow spouts from the runes on a fairy's hands, and wisp past the heads of Lorelei, Meoris, and Merrynn.

                            You pause your strong hands blinkingly.
                            A fairy smiles gigglingly.
                            Lorelei feels her scalp coolly.
                            You double forward, "Oh my god!"
                            Meoris blinks questioningly.
                            You cackle abruptly.
                            Lorelei pats her scalp nakedly with her palms.
                            A fairy holds her belly.
                            Lorelei widens her distinct pearl-grey eyes horrifiedly.
                            You hold your belly, "Prelinah!"
                            A fairy writhes laughingly.
                            The runes on the fairy's hands start to glow. With a brilliant flash of light she is gone, leaving nothing more than multicolored sparkles that soon fade.

                            Merrynn unsurely lifts her smooth hands to her head.
                            You cover your plump mouth, "I'm sorry she did that.."
                            Merrynn rubs her head smoothly, "Oh my gods!"
                            Meoris asks you nervously, "Why do I have the feeling you can't stretch that out any?"
                            You assume Lorelei and Merrynn, "Want hats?"
                            Lorelei squeals quietly, "Eeeeeeeeeeeee."
                            Lorelei covers her scalp with her dusky-purple brocade rabbit-fur-trimmed mantle.
                            Lorelei sulks completely.


                            • Calamity abandons Sir Howe's scroll with her gaze, "****(omitted*** falls in love with every man who gives their name. The blush on her cheeks is as apparent as a moan from a who-"
                              Calamity stifles her words effortfully.
                              Calamity behaves herself, "Anyway."
                              Sir Howe says, "olesome woman."
                              You almost say in Northern, "olesom---"
                              You nod agreeably in Northern, "Couriers."

                              Sir Howe bumps his right fist into your right fist.
                              You lightly smack Sir Howe's knuckles with your knuckles.

                              Calamity nods to the middle landing of the Grand Bridge, "Wholesome woman. Certainly."
                              Calamity tells the middle landing of the Grand Bridge regardless, "I'm in. Send me the time."

                              You squint in Northern, "What would wholesome women moan about? ..Scones?"
                              Calamity retreats to the western descending stairs, "I'll make food, that is not poisoned."

                              Sir Howe says, "Snoods."
                              Sir Howe bids Calamity, "Be well miss."
                              Sir Howe bows to Calamity.
                              Sir Howe says, "Our banter resumes tomorrow."
                              You comment about Sir Howe's words in Northern, "One of my favorite things to say."

                              Calamity curtsies acknowledgingly to the middle landing of the Grand Bridge, "As you list."
                              You bow your head to Calamity in Northern, "Thank you for the un-poisoning. I got in trouble last time you killed me."
                              Calamity nods knowingly to you, "Sorry, not sorry."

                              Calamity leaves through the western descending stairs.
                              Sir Howe laughs.
                              You hear a woman calling "Oh, my snoods!" from the western descending stairs.
                              Sir Howe laughs uproariously.
                              You laugh aloud.


                              • o.O When dogs go wild?

                                Sir Howe explains to a small hound in Northern, "You will stay here with Mistress Adeline and protect her."
                                A small hound skips cheerfully to Sir Howe.
                                Sir Howe tells a small hound in Northern, "Find Adeline"
                                A small hound skips immediately to you.
                                Sir Howe nods.
                                Sir Howe leaves through the east door.
                                Theresa leaves through the east door.
                                Euphelia leaves through the east door.
                                Heulyn leaves through the east door.
                                The east door closes.

                                A small hound narrows his eyes, lowers his ears, and lets out a low growl.
                                A small hound moves from Adeline to the east door.
                                A small hound stiffens aggravatedly.
                                A small hound glares surlily.
                                A small hound glares snippily.
                                A small hound stiffens irritably.
                                A small hound glares angrily.

                                You pet a small hound.
                                A small hound wags his tail, stops abruptly, then begins to growl snippily.

                                Apprentice Jeweler
                                Royal Purse Bearer
                                Royal Librarian
                                Honored Guest
                                Assistant Dean of the Royal Collegium