The inn.

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You head over to the inn. Inside the dimly lit building, you see a lot of smoke billowing around. It seemed the smokers liked to stay in this inn. You cover your mouth, trying to keep the smoke from permanently damaging your poor lungs. "FLUFFY!" you shout out through your fingers. Everyone turns to glare at you in silence. The only noises are from the electric fan, blowing all the dirty air around the enclosed space, and the quiet puff of someone blowing out cigarette smoke. You quickly walk out, positive that nothing would willingly step into that building.
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You head over to the inn. Inside the dimly lit building, you see a lot of smoke billowing around. The first floor of the inn is similar to your average pub, except for the small corner with village information. It seemed the smokers and drinkers liked to stay in this inn. You cover your mouth, trying to keep the smoke from permanently damaging your poor lungs. "FLUFFY!" you shout out through your fingers. Everyone turns to glare at you in silence. The only noises are from the electric fan, blowing all the dirty air around the enclosed space, and the quiet puff of someone blowing out cigarette smoke. You turn for the door and there is a loud boom.  
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Next, you go to:
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Did you just get a glass bottle thrown at your head? Yes you did.
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*[[The fountain.]]
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*[[The alley.]]
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You fall to the floor and pass out. No one goes to help you, they actually begin clapping and cheering loudly for the thrower of the bottle, awed by his aim.
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*[[The church.]]
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Your vision becomes blurrier and blurrier, until you're almost dead.  
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Oh. Nevermind. You're '''DEAD'''.
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Moral of the story; Just stay as far away from drunk people as possible.
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Or:
 
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*[[You give up.]]
 
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Current revision as of 03:52, 13 April 2009

You head over to the inn. Inside the dimly lit building, you see a lot of smoke billowing around. The first floor of the inn is similar to your average pub, except for the small corner with village information. It seemed the smokers and drinkers liked to stay in this inn. You cover your mouth, trying to keep the smoke from permanently damaging your poor lungs. "FLUFFY!" you shout out through your fingers. Everyone turns to glare at you in silence. The only noises are from the electric fan, blowing all the dirty air around the enclosed space, and the quiet puff of someone blowing out cigarette smoke. You turn for the door and there is a loud boom.

Did you just get a glass bottle thrown at your head? Yes you did.

You fall to the floor and pass out. No one goes to help you, they actually begin clapping and cheering loudly for the thrower of the bottle, awed by his aim.

Your vision becomes blurrier and blurrier, until you're almost dead.

Oh. Nevermind. You're DEAD.

Moral of the story; Just stay as far away from drunk people as possible.


Status
Location: Inn
Equipment: Nothing
Level 1
Health 0%
MP 100%
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