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Floyd | You pause. The wind is cold, and a storm is brewing. It would not be
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Floyd | prudent to leave the gate ajar, on such a night as this.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven preens its feathers.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The coca rush fades, but the sense of alertness remains.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Taleslinger says, "put coca in cooler -> drink coca cooler"
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maga says (to Floyd), "close gate"
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Floyd | You pull the great iron gate to and bolt it carefully.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven screeches discordantly.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Jacqueline asks (of maga), "Were you born in a barn?"
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maga says (to Floyd), "n"
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Floyd |
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Floyd | Hallway
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Floyd | Stone columns, either side of the northwest arch to your study, brace
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Floyd | the ceiling, whose upper reaches are lost in darkness that your lamp
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Floyd | cannot pierce. The hallway winds deeper into the tower to the
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Floyd | northeast; but a faint wisp of draft seeps in from the south.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven flutters after you.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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olethros says, "barns have doors"
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maga says (to Floyd), "ne"
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Floyd |
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Floyd | Gallery
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Floyd | The dust of ages -- and of your family for so many generations --
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Floyd | clings to crooked stone walls, here in this gallery that twists from
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Floyd | southwest to east as it winds through the tower and ends at a stout
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Floyd | wooden door. Wider archways open to the north and southeast.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | A portrait of Lenore, radiant on your wedding day, adorns the wall.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven flutters after you, and perches on the portrait.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Otto says, "I read on baf's guide the game has some hints systems"
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Jacqueline says, ">X LENORE"
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Taleslinger says, "raven, hint"
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maga says (to Floyd), "x portrait"
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Floyd | It is Lenore as she was and as you always wish to remember her -- and
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Floyd | though memory is cruel, it is all that now remains of the most joyous
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Floyd | time in your life. The portrait was painted by a master in Venice on
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Floyd | finest canvas, and it is worth a princely sum, though you care little
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Floyd | for its value in gold.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | Tears flow unbidden from your eyes, at the sight of what -- if tonight
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Floyd | you fail -- you have lost forever.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven screeches discordantly.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Gunther says, ">zombify lenore"
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maga says, "WOE"
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Jacqueline says, "Maybe we can go to the lab and bring her back to life. Poe's The Raven meets Shelly's Frankenstein."
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maga exclaims, ""and they called me mad. MAD!!"
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Taleslinger says, "Lenore is a detergent in Germany, for what it's worth."
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Jacqueline says, "heehee"
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Jacqueline says, "So, let's find that lab."
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Jacqueline says, "Hurry, before we run out of drugs."
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olethros says, "#tasteless maiden soap"
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Taleslinger says, "go cold turkey"
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olethros says, "the bird can bring us more"
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maga says (to Floyd), "verbose"
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Floyd | NEVERMORE is now in its "verbose" mode, which always gives long
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Floyd | descriptions of locations (even if you've been there before).
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Jacqueline says (to Taleslinger), "You can't go that direction."
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Jacqueline says, ">GO N"
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Taleslinger says, "yep, try north."
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maga says (to Floyd), "n"
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Floyd |
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Floyd | Library
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Floyd | The stacks of obscure volumes tower to the vaulted ceiling. Your father
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Floyd | had eclectic tastes in literature, and you have extended his collection
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Floyd | with your own research. Many of these manuscripts are originals, costly
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Floyd | in both getting and reading. A dark archway to the south leads back out
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Floyd | to the gallery.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | The raven swoops into the room, and perches on the stacks.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | Your tears continue to flow.
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Floyd |
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Floyd | >
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Gunther says, ">stop crying you pussy"
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Jacqueline says, "YAY"
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olethros says, "he cries because of what he had to pay for all these books"
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olethros says, "now he can't afford a proper revolving castle door"
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Taleslinger asks, "Hey, don't we nee tears for the elixir of life? Christminster meets poe?"
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maga says, ">X RAINY SOUL MIASMA"
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olethros says, "(mm raven flap)"
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Jacqueline asks, "Hm. X BOOKS?"
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Taleslinger says, "read ornithology"
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maga says (to Floyd), "x books"
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