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* HP:Healthy MV:Full >
The Swaggering Coxswain Tavern
Wedged between two buildings, the only natural light and ventilation that
enters this tavern comes from the front and back door, giving it a dark and
damp atmosphere. The bar is stocked in local brands of liquor, implying
that this is a frequent hangout for the natives of Far Madding, leaving the
foreigners to find service elsewhere.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Far Madding North
Door west: backdoor
A copper tap with free ale is here.
Weary and coated in dust, a merchant stands here.
A shifty looking man stands in the shadows.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A young, pretty lady stands here tending the bar.
* HP:Healthy MV:Full >
i
You are carrying:
a wealth of gold crowns (75)
a sheet of paper
an oilstone
a strand of bleached horned skulls
* HP:Healthy MV:Full >
Artorias narrates 'hmm my rent is full here'
* HP:Healthy MV:Full >
give 75 crown weary
You give him 75 crowns.
* HP:Healthy MV:Full >
l weary
Coated in dust from head to toe from travelling the spans of the world, this
merchant stands here with his shoulders slumped and his back hunched. Taking a
break from his endless journey hawking goods, he lets out a large sigh of
relief. His clothes are wrinkled from many days of straight journeying. As he
moves away from you, he puffs quickly on his pipe.
A well-traveled merchant has a few scratches.
A well-traveled merchant is scratched.
a well-traveled merchant is using:
<worn about body> a knee-length coat
<wielded> a cudgel
<worn on legs> a black pair of pants
<worn on feet> a pair of light leather boots
Vianca narrates 'optimism'
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
i
You are carrying:
a sheet of paper
an oilstone
a strand of bleached horned skulls
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
say please drop everything
You say 'please drop everything'
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
l
The Swaggering Coxswain Tavern
Wedged between two buildings, the only natural light and ventilation that
enters this tavern comes from the front and back door, giving it a dark and
damp atmosphere. The bar is stocked in local brands of liquor, implying
that this is a frequent hangout for the natives of Far Madding, leaving the
foreigners to find service elsewhere.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Far Madding North
Door west: backdoor
A copper tap with free ale is here.
Weary and coated in dust, a merchant stands here.
A shifty looking man stands in the shadows.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A young, pretty lady stands here tending the bar.
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
say beg
You say 'beg'
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
i
You are carrying:
a sheet of paper
an oilstone
a strand of bleached horned skulls
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
(tic_timer): Tic in 7 seconds!
pray anybody home? weary merchant seems to be bugged
You pray 'anybody home? weary merchant seems to be bugged'
i
You are carrying:
a sheet of paper
an oilstone
a strand of bleached horned skulls
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
l
The Swaggering Coxswain Tavern
Wedged between two buildings, the only natural light and ventilation that
enters this tavern comes from the front and back door, giving it a dark and
damp atmosphere. The bar is stocked in local brands of liquor, implying
that this is a frequent hangout for the natives of Far Madding, leaving the
foreigners to find service elsewhere.
[ obvious exits: E W ]
Zone: Far Madding North
Door west: backdoor
A copper tap with free ale is here.
Weary and coated in dust, a merchant stands here.
A shifty looking man stands in the shadows.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A merchant guard eyes you warily, intent on keeping order.
A young, pretty lady stands here tending the bar.
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
say help
You say 'help'
* HP:Healthy MV:Fresh >
bonk weary
You bonk a well-traveled merchant on the head satisfyingly at his stupidity.
FIXED: Weary Merchant broken
Moderator: Aureus