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[major_sephiroth]

Grab all the loot, and carry the corpse somewhere else. Then start a fire on the rope, cook the corpse and EAT IT.


Uncooked meat is bad kids.

[Keita]

WE SHOULD OF TAKEN ARMOUR BEFORE WE STARTED CORPSE BASHING!

ok take backpack and useful items, read peice of crumpled paper then move on

[FluffyToast J]

(Cannibalism isnt cool, kids. Save it for some remote jungle )

You read the note.

Rud

I have a job for you. There is one by the name of Krunk under the city. Dispose of him. You will be rewarded. Contact me when you have finished.

Darufustra

You put on the backpack. It is rather light, for its size. You put all the useful things in the pack, and move on. You keep walking for what seems like hours, until you come to a massive room in the shape of a pentagon. You cant see the roof, but some kind of light is filtering down. You think it might be the surface. Each of the walls has a door in the center of it. On the floor is a massive grate, and below that you can hear the sound of rushing water. Between each door and the corner of the wall is a torch.

The doorway opposite and left of you has a streak of blood coming from the gloom. Footsteps in the blood come from that direction towards your doorway. Next to the doorway is what looks like writing engraved in the stone. You walk over. The stone reads Ken was here, 433. What kind of freak comes all the way down here just to write their name?

> . . .

[Keita]

exaimen wall torch, check if it can be taken.

[FluffyToast J]

Theres quite a few, so you just take the nearest one. You are now holding a torch, so you can see things.

> . . .

[Keita]

Open the door and see whats on the other side.

[FluffyToast J]

(It was a doorway, silly, not a door. Ah well, walking through anyway )

You walk on through the doorway, and continue for what seems like more hours. You're feeling a bit hungry, despite all the blood you've seen down this hall. You dont think you could stomach some water, but you feel a bit dry anyway.

You come to another large room, smaller than the last. On the wall opposite you is a ladder. There is a sign next to it saying "Azahd City - Poor Quarter".

There seems to be a pool of blood at the foot of the ladder, as though some-one climbing or descending was bleeding. You can't see the roof, or the opening where the ladder exits the room. The other walls are nondescript, generic sewer walls.

You can hear many muffled voices from above.

Status:
Covered in blood
A bit hungry
A bit wet

Items:
Pack
   Food
   Water
   Talisman
   Crumpled bit of paper
2 Daggers
Axe
Torch, held

(Weeeeee! Plot! Storyline!)

[Keita]

put out torch, nibel a bit of food and then start climbing!

[FluffyToast J]

You extinguish your torch and put it in your pack. Since its open, you decide to eat a bit of your food. Dry bread is very wholesome.

Since theres nothing else to do, you decide to start climbing. Once you get to the top of the ladder, your head bumps into a wood trapdoor. You manage to stay on the ladder, despite the unexpected bump. You push up on the wood with one hand, and it moves up. You move it up and across, and climb up into the room above.

The room seems to be some kind of warehouse, filled with finished goods and merchandise. It is rather light. There is a whole in the roof, and sunlight filters down. It seems to be about midday, since you can see the sun. There is a beam in the middle of the room, with a poster nailed to it. There is a door to your left, and from the looks if it it leads outside into the street. There is another door across from you, which may lead into a shop or office. There is a loft above you, and another ladder that leads up to it on your right.

You can hear the voices clearer now, they are coming from the street. You can hear one voice above the rest.

"One thousand golden ecu's for the capture of an escaped lunatic. See me for details!"

He might be talking about you, or someone else.

> . . .

[major_sephiroth]

LOOT. EVERYTHING.

[FluffyToast J]

You dont think you could use most of the things in here, let-alone carry them. Most if it is useless items like poorly made rings and stuff.

> . . .

[dragnar]

LOOT EVERYTHING!
take another torch and explore the place we started, see if there's another way out, or where that water was coming from.

[FluffyToast J]

You head back down into the sewer and take a look around where you woke up. The ceiling is too far away to be seen clearly, but the water seems to be leaking from some kind of a bath-house. There arent any exits except the one you came in through. Nothing of interest is down here.

> . . .

[Flintus10]

Scrub blood of then climb back up the ladder and casually ask someone (preferably while pretending to yawn) if they know what the deal is with the crazy guy the man is yelling about.

[FluffyToast J]

You scrub most of the blood off, and go outside. You are momentarily blinded by the light, being used to the darkness for so long. Once your eyes adjust, you try to make sense of what you see.

There is a man on a pedestal across the street. Around him, twenty or thirty people stand around, listening to him. Many other people are going backwards and forwards past you, about their own business. You stop a passerby and ask them what the man on the pedestal is raving on about. They give you a blank stare, and keep moving.

The next person you try is more co-operative.

"Sir, would you mind telling me what that man over there is talking about?"
"What's it to ya?"
"Well... I might have a few coins."

(pay him for info?)

> . . .