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- While noting that folk down here really don’t care…you are approached by prostitute(s)
- While you wait for the other members of your party…a weapon sharpener approaches your party
- While noting that folk down here really don’t care, an escaped pet rodent, rolling around the street in its ball, bumps up against a PC’s leg
- Even as you slouch around slackjawed, hands in pockets someone teleports away
- As you sit, sit and stare, like a book on a shelf rustin’ a weapon sharpener approaches your party