You smell marsh gas!
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@ "Eww...it wasn't me."
d "Hey, me neither! Don't give me that look!"
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It looks rather
muddy down here.
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g "A promising young man there I see!"
@ "Umm..."
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A few thousand
turns later...
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@ "What a strange fellow...but boy those were neat tricks he taught me!"
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The door unlocks!
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@ "Let's try how it works. #force!"
d "Now that's odd."
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The saber vibrates!
l - a silver saber
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@ "Oh yeah? How about this? #force!"
d "Disturbing."
@ "I thought these were heavier..."
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The dwarf is frozen
in place!
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@ "Unlimited power!"
d "This cannot lead to anything good."
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m - an opera cloak
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@ "Fits nicely, doesn't it?"
d "I have a bad feeling about this."
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n - a helm of
opposite alignment
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@ "Hmmm..."
d "NOOOOO!!!!"
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