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[Aqizzar]

> break the fuck out

[inaluct]

You stagger to your feet and see a sandstone wall in front of you. You throw a mighty punch at it, shattering through it. Beyond it is a black abyss. With the wall gone, the water begins to drain out.

>_

You struggle and break out of your confinement to find yourself in the middle of a dwarven meeting room, surrounded by barrels of booze! A small dwarf with a dull copper axe waddles towards you as the rest of the room flies into a screaming panic and runs.

>_

[Sir_Geo]

>offer the dwarfs a barrel *crab biscuit* as a peace offering

[Dragooble]

> attempt to merge the dream reality with reality

[woose1]

>Jump into the abyss, throwing caution to the wind.

[inaluct]

You leap off of the edge, into the abyss. As you fall, the image of a parrot wearing a pirate hat and eyepatch appears before you. You sense that it represents a deep facet of your own personality, but you do not know what. As you look silently at it, it whispers "Seek yourself in the place where there is no hate." The image of the parrot fades away, and you land with a soft thud in a thick bed of dark green moss.

>_

You offer the dwarves a barrel of crab biscuits as a piece offering. The small dwarf with the dull copper axe screams "OH ARMOK HE HAS A BARREL SAVE THE CHILDREN" and the panicked crowd becomes even more frantic in their attempts to get away.

>_

You try to merge reality with dreams, but you only succeed in manifesting yourself to the rest of your mind. You whisper a cryptic message; one that you feel could lead you to what can free your dreams...

[Dragooble]

> follow the adventurer based vision

[woose1]

>Take out a match and throw it onto a wine barrel.

[woose1]

Sorry for the double post, just had too.

>Throw the copper axe at the grue.

[Aqizzar]

> throw the biscuits at the dwarf

> catch the match

> must... save... the booze!

[woose1]

Where did the crab come in?

[Aqizzar]

It didn't.  Shut up.

[inaluct]

You lie in the moss, contemplating the meaning of the vision. To your north is a dark passageway without a visible ceiling. A similar passage is to your south.

>_

You search yourself for a match and find one! As you throw it at a barrel of wine, the small dwarf leaps to catch it. The dwarf comes up nearly 4 feet short of making the jump, and the unlit match lands harmlessly on the barrel.

>_

The grue throws a match at a barrel and you lunge with all the agility you can muster to catch it. You can't seem to muster enough agility, and you land face down on the floor. Your dwarven hearing detects the sound of the match landing harmlessly on the barrel amid the panicked screams of the crowd.

>_

[Dragooble]

> contemplate why your actions weren't described

[inaluct]

The parrot is a figment of the adventurer's imagination.