Continue looking for weapons - Revision history

Rawar at 04:50, 12 October 2009

Rawar — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 04:50:08 GMT

←Older revision		Revision as of 04:50, 12 October 2009
Line 3:		Line 3:
	There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.		There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.

-	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver revolver. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver. </i> you think.	+	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver revolver. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver too. </i> you think.

	The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.		The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.

Rawar at 15:26, 11 October 2009

Rawar — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 15:26:14 GMT

←Older revision		Revision as of 15:26, 11 October 2009
Line 3:		Line 3:
	There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.		There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.

-	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver ~~handgun~~. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver. </i> you think.	+	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver revolver. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver. </i> you think.

	The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.		The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.

Rawar at 15:19, 11 October 2009

Rawar — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 15:19:17 GMT

←Older revision		Revision as of 15:19, 11 October 2009
Line 3:		Line 3:
	There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.		There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.

-	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver handgun. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver </i> you think.	+	It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver handgun. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver. </i> you think.

	The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.		The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.

Rawar at 15:18, 11 October 2009

Rawar — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 15:18:12 GMT

New page

You decide to sweep a few more of the rooms. Maybe you can find something you can use at a distance.

There's nothing in the kitchen you can use, so you open one of the other doors. It leads to another sitting room. This one's decorated differently, though. A rotting leather armchair sits by a huge fireplace, and dark pictures adorn the walls. Above the fireplace hang two guns. You take one of them down. It's surprisingly heavy. Unfortunately, it's also rusty, and it has no bullets. The other one's in the same condition. As you're putting them back, a box on the mantle catches your attention.

It's made of polished wood and it's latched shut. You open it. Nestled in red silk is a silver handgun. A small box sits next to it. You open the smaller box. There are five shiny bullets inside. Their texture feels the same as the texture of your knife. <i> They must be silver </i> you think.

The gun has no safety, so you don't load it. Instead, you tuck it into your rather full belt, and you pocket the bullets.

*[[Look for still another weapon]]
*[[TT: Hoof it 4| Hoof it to town]]

[[Category: Transylvanian Terror]]