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A Rotting Inn
The inn here is rotting from lack of care, and the only life to be found is a
few guards and the lazy innkeeper. Empty tankards of rutgut litter the floor,
and you can smell decay everywhere.
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A small wooden shield is setting here.
A piece of shattered cuendillar lies here, shaped into a key.
A pair of well-used hiking boots are here.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A Dha'vol trolloc is here, awaiting the orders of the Chosen.
A trolloc stands here, snarling at all who pass by.
A trolloc innkeeper is here, offering some rooms.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
A huge trolloc is here, looking for something to smash.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
Toxin has entered the game.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
lick toxin
You lick him.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
caress toxin
Toxin licks you.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
You tenderly caress their skin.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
wink
Have you got something in your eye?
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
Toxin snickers softly.
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
Toxin says 'ok queer eye for the troll guy'
HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
TICK IN 5 SECONDS.
Toxin leaves south. <- He ran away.
