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- A bored-looking clerk hands you a cup of cinnamon medley tea. You pay him 25 dokoras for it.
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- You put your tea in your sturdy backpack.
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- A ruffian enters with a bow and a flourish, saying, "Shall we dance?"
- A ruffian smirks and whistles a cheerful ditty.
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- You put your tea in your sturdy backpack.
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- [Undershard, Derleth's Teahouse]
- Brick walls painted a glistening black, this sedate teahouse seems oddly at home in the warrens of the Undershard. The patrons, a mixed lot, share a common bond of silence: there seems to be an unwritten law against speaking over a whisper in the sparse, dimly-lit chamber. You also see a bored-looking clerk, a low counter, a chalk menu and a ruffian.
- Obvious exits: north, east.
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- You glance at a ruffian.
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- A ruffian begins to wave its arms in a magical fashion.
- The ruffian begins to advance on you!
- The ruffian advances from nearby and is closing steadily.
- A bored-looking clerk hands you a cup of cinnamon medley tea. You pay him 25 dokoras for it.
- You put your tea in your sturdy backpack.
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- The ruffian moves into a position to dodge.
- The ruffian calls out, "Idon, ground my feet!"
- A ruffian looks steadier.
- < With the precision and elegance of a plunging goshawk, you punch your armor-clad fist at a ruffian. A ruffian completely fails to block with its target shield. The fist lands an extremely heavy hit (9/23) that bruises the chest with a blow to the ribcage, lightly stunning it.
- [You're winded, adeptly balanced and in dominating position.]
- [Roundtime 2 sec.]
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- A ruffian blinks and reels about.
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- < Driving in with an overwhelming assault, you punch your armor-clad fist at a ruffian. A ruffian attempts to dodge, moving directly into the blow. The fist lands a devastating hit (17/23) (That'll leave a mark!) that leaves it with a short bloody stump of a left leg.
- A ruffian screams and falls to the ground.
- [You're adeptly balanced and overwhelming opponent.]
- [Roundtime 2 sec.]
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- < Driving in like the overwhelming force of a hurricane, you punch your armor-clad fist at a ruffian. A ruffian fails to dodge, taking the full blow. The fist lands a devastating hit (17/23) (That'll leave a mark!) that explodes the chest in a shower of blood and splintered ribs.
- The ruffian exclaims, "Help! I am slain!" as he falls down.
- [You're adeptly balanced]
- [Roundtime 2 sec.]
- You say in Ilithic, "I am just trying to get some tea."
- A bored-looking clerk hands you a cup of cinnamon medley tea. You pay him 25 dokoras for it.
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