plan to get enough stealing to steal up to five spools from that one shop wot sales them before I can't anymore.
> Squelch.
killers
There are four player killers logged in:
Jonny, Stabbity, Vivid and Lina
>
east
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The main corridor of the guild ends to the west as it opens up into a spacious room, and leads eastward to the main entrance of the building.  A pair of large swinging doors lead north, probably to the guild hospital since several old trails of blood lead past them.  To the south is the insurance office, easily identifiable by the newer trails of blood leading out from it.  Large paintings of judicial scenes line the walls, stolen by the guild before it took over the building, at which time they were returned to their original locations.
There are four obvious exits: east, west, north and south.
A burnt torch is in a torch holder on the wall.
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: You act like you haven't, from the fact that you seem to think inhumes are bang knock done. A failed inhume can be a bitter death.
gu i've been chucked around by frost giants :)
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: i've been chucked around by frost giants :)
>
east
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In the centre of the old guild building, this corridor conveys a sense of the weight of the guild upon it.  The corridor itself is wide and clean, with tasteful portraits of past guild officials parading decorously down the north and south walls.  A deep mahogany door stands in the wall to the south.
There are three obvious exits: south, east and west.
A burnt torch is in a torch holder on the wall.
> Squelch.
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This wide corridor leads deeper into the guild to the west, and abruptly opens up into the entrance hall to the east.  A tattered curtain covers the entrance into the most prestigious of rooms to the north, the voting room.  A padded light green door to the south could only be the entrance to the receipts room, the area of the guild most often visited by non-thieves.
There are four obvious exits: south, west, east and north.
A lit torch is in a torch holder on the wall and a wanted poster is on the floor.
>
east
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A magnificent dome covers the spacious entrance to the Thieves' Guild, supported by solid walls of veined marble.  The dome itself contains several stained glass depictions of the most memorable events of thievery, all overshadowed by the image of Mazda stealing fire from the gods.  A large statue of Mazda is centered under the dome, holding aloft the fabled Undying Flame to represent the rewards of his skill.  A broad stairway sweeps majestically up along the north wall, leading westward and upward, mirrored on the south wall by an identical stairway.  A wide corridor leads to the west, while the entrance hall stretches out to the north and south.
There are five obvious exits: up, west, north, south and east.
A wooden sign and a bronze plaque are here and a burnt torch is in a torch holder on the wall.
>
east
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Shallow stone steps approach the entrance of the Thieves' Guild to the west, where an iron portcullis is raised above the impressive double doors.  Ornate pillars support the roof above this portico, trying to look Tsortean yet subtly failing.  The guild gardens can be seen to the northwest and southwest, though some intimidating hedges block the way.  The chaos of the city seems almost surreal in this island of stately calm, even though the din of the Street of Alchemists presses heavily from the east.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
>
east
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Alchemists extends to the northeast and enters Peasant Parade to the south.  To the west is the Thieves' Guild, facing the Butchers' Guild conveniently located on the other side of the street.  All looks quiet in the Butchers' Guild for the night, however, there is a steady stream of shady looking characters sauntering in and out of the door on the other side of the street.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, south, west and east.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here, a wooden pole with a green note attached to it is here and a burnt torch and a pair of breeches are on the ground.
>
south
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The north end of Peasant Parade abuts a wall of the Thieves' Guild, which can be reached by going north along the Street of Alchemists.  Peasant Parade lies mainly to the south and west and is a large busy open area outside the front wall of the Patrician's Palace.  It is an area that the Patrician uses to look out over the citizens of Ankh-Morpork and think "Gods, the peasants are revolting".
There is a gibbet standing here.
One or two people wander past, apparently heading somewhere.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: east, south, southwest and north.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
sw
You walk across the uneven cobbles to another part of Peasant Parade.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Lower Broadway enters Peasant Parade from the northwest here.  The parade is a large busy open area outside the front wall of the Patrician's Palace.  The Patrician uses the area to assemble crowds of his "loyal" subjects in, to give speeches to from a balcony of the palace.  This of course explains why the crowds move through the area very, very fast.  Going northwest leads to the Brass Bridge and the better side of town, while to the south and east is the rather large wall surrounding the palace.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are five obvious exits: northeast, east, south, southwest and northwest.
Mr Tulip and Mr Pin are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a burnt torch is on the ground.
>
south
You walk across the uneven cobbles to another part of Peasant Parade.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This section of Peasant Parade has a big pillory erected next to the wall of the Patrician's Palace that the peasants can use to throw rotten fruit at those lords who have offended the Patrician.  The gates to the palace are just along the wall to the northeast, while the rest of the parade hustles and bustles in an arc from southwest to north.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, west, north and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and the pillory is on its plinth.
>
sw
You walk across the uneven cobbles to another part of Peasant Parade.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The southwest corner of Peasant Parade is surrounded by walls of the two areas of Ankh-Morpork that the citizens fear the most, the Assassins' Guild and the Patrician's Palace.  Fortunately the walls are strong and sturdy, though whether they are designed to keep people in or out is anyone's guess.  There are a few pieces of charcoal lying on the ground, and the palace guards seem to keep a special eye on this area for some reason.  Widdershins Broadway leads between the walls southeast, providing an escape if the Patrician suddenly comes out onto a balcony of the palace to give a speech.  For those brave enough to loiter in this area, the parade stretches out to the northeast.
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northeast, north and southeast.
A brawny troll warrior is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Good for you. Remember that next time you open your mouth and say someone is unkillable.
[Orpheo leaves Discworld]
[Nuala enters Discworld]
south
What?
> [Saya enters Discworld]
The brawny troll warrior asks: What you mean?
[Pro leaves Discworld]
gu i obviously meant by players.
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: i obviously meant by players.
>
se
The noise of Peasant Parade falls behind you as you leave the area.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Widdershins Broadway.  It runs northwest to Peasant Parade and continues south along the palace wall.  To the south, you can see the Fools' Guild.  This looks like a boring part of the city.  It is probably not worth hanging around.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and south.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
south
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Widdershins Broadway, outside the Guild of Fools and Joculators.  The main door is to the west.  Southeast of here, God Street meets this road in a T-shaped junction.  Rather like a T-junction, really.  North of here lies a boring stretch of road.  The wall of the palace is to the east.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: north and southeast.
Althea of Pishe and a lost tourist are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the junction of Widdershins Broadway and God Street.  The grounds of the Patrician's Palace lie to the east.  The imposing frontage of the central branch of the Ankh-Morpork Post Office is on the southwest side of the road.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a very cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northwest, south, west and southwest.
Sneed Finkman is sitting here and the net dead statue of Duelist Ceridwen is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a notice is fixed to the wall above the post office door.
> The snow continues to fall.
sw
You open the main doors of the Post Office.
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This is the northeast corner of the grand hall of Ankh-Morpork's Central Post Office.  The ceiling towers overhead with impressive glass chandeliers hanging from it.  Iron balconies protrude from high up along the walls at each storey.  Even at night the room is packed with people going about their business.
There are three obvious exits: south, west and northeast.
Tolliver Groat is keeping a close eye on the postal workers.
A large golden statue is standing in the middle of the room.
You close the northeast door.
>
south
south
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This is the southeast corner of the cavernous grand hall of Ankh-Morpork's Central Post Office.  The ceiling towers overhead.  Light pours down from several impressive glass chandeliers which hang from the ceiling.  Iron balconies protrude from high up along the walls at each storey.  Even at night the room is still packed with people going about their business.  There is a door in the south wall leading off to a corridor.
There are three obvious exits: north, west and south.
The mahogany mail counter is fixed to the east wall and a tiny message cylinder is on the floor.
>
west
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This is an incredibly short corridor.  It has a hole in the floor in the southeast corner with a plain stone staircase leading down through it.  There is a pine door in the west wall which leads through to the sorting room and an oaken door in the north wall which leads to the Grand Hall.
There are three obvious exits: north, west and down.
Anghammarad is standing here.
> Queued command: west
>
nw
Queued command: nw
west
>
west
Queued command: west
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This is the sorting room of Ankh-Morpork's Central Post Office.  Right now everything is quiet but during the day this place is a hub of activity.  There are huge sacks of mail dotted about waiting to be sorted.  There are hundreds of pigeon holes set into the south wall.  Some complicated-looking equipment is lying unused against the north wall.
There are three obvious exits: east, west and northwest.
An over-worked postal clerk is standing here.
Queued command: west
>
west
You open the northwest door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the eastern part of the post office's coachyard.  The cobbles are worn and the gaps between them clogged with a mix of manure and straw.  The post office surrounds the coachyard on three sides in a horseshoe shape with the western side fenced off with just an open gate to allow the coaches in and out.  There is an old mail carriage leaning against the east wall.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: west and southeast.
A wooden pole with an orange note attached to it is here.
You close the southeast door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the western part of the post office's coachyard.  The cobbles are worn and the gaps between them clogged with a mixture of manure and straw.  The post office surrounds the coachyard on three sides in a horseshoe shape with the western side fenced off.  There is an open gate to allow the coaches in and out.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: east and west.
Queued command: west
>
sw
Queued command: sw
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is just west of the junction of God Street and Widdershins Broadway.  Gutters line the street, filled with old papers, covered in mud.  To the north is the south wall of the Fools' Guild.  To the east is a fence with a gate in it which leads to the coachyard of the post office.  God Street continues away from Broadway to the west.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northeast, west and east.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
west
Queued command: west
>   +
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, a fair way west of a major intersection.  To the southwest, the road passes between two buildings.  The cobbles on this particular area of street seem particularly new, sharp edges and smooth surfaces awaiting traffic to pass.  Here, a house to the north radiates a slight aura of domestic evil and a small pothole lurks in the middle of the street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: east, southwest and north.
sw
Queued command: sw
south
> Queued command: south
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, south of the Bakers' Guild and the large red brick building containing the Young Men's Reformed-Cultists-of-the-Ichor-God-Bel-Shamharoth Association Gym.  A few tiles seem to have been dislodged from the roof of the building, and lie in a pile on the ground.  The only possible exits from here head northeast and west, both down God Street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northeast and west.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here, some zombie dust is on the ground and an antique black dress is on the ground.
  @-&
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Like most areas of God Street, this part of the street is absolutely filthy.  Gutters line the street, filled with mud, trash, and some fluids which cannot be defined.  Presumably one would really not want to find out exactly what they are.  There is a small, quaint house to the south.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: south, east and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the intersection of God Street and Baker Street.  The edges of four buildings make the corners of this crossroads, each one looming overhead.  From here, Baker Street winds north and southeast, while God Street leads northeast and west.  No one seems to be waiting for something to happen:  knowing the Thieves' Guild, chances are that something would if a person stood still for too long.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, north, west and southeast.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
Try something else.
Found a path TO 'Lancrastian Farmers' Cooperative Bank', FROM 'junction of God Street with Baker Street'.
Route requires 9 moves.  Starting speedwalk now!
> Queued command: MooMooQuowsRun
>   @-&
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Like most areas of God Street, this part of the street is absolutely filthy.  Gutters line the street, filled with mud, trash, and some fluids which cannot be defined.  Presumably one would really not want to find out exactly what they are.  There is a small, quaint house to the south.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: south, east and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, south of the Bakers' Guild and the large red brick building containing the Young Men's Reformed-Cultists-of-the-Ichor-God-Bel-Shamharoth Association Gym.  A few tiles seem to have been dislodged from the roof of the building, and lie in a pile on the ground.  The only possible exits from here head northeast and west, both down God Street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northeast and west.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here, some zombie dust is on the ground and an antique black dress is on the ground.
Queued command: ne
Queued command: e
Queued command: ne
Queued command: e
Queued command: s
Queued command: se
Queued command: sw
(Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: What are they gaining having inhume? They can't inhume other players, why should they be able to kill them?
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, a fair way west of a major intersection.  To the southwest, the road passes between two buildings.  The cobbles on this particular area of street seem particularly new, sharp edges and smooth surfaces awaiting traffic to pass.  Here, a house to the north radiates a slight aura of domestic evil and a small pothole lurks in the middle of the street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: east, southwest and north.
stop
Removed queue.
Stopping fight.  Please wait.
Okay.
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Seriously.
(Igame) Vivid's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: is it worth doing repeats of the same mission before it resets?
You stop fighting a commercial banker, a bodyguard, a troll bodyguard and a dwarf bodyguard.
You feel quite warm.
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: I do with Ryantokki is killable.... I hate people who keep following me and ask me to buy fish.
Found a path TO 'currency exchange office', FROM 'God Street'.
Route requires 11 moves.  Starting speedwalk now!
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, south of the Bakers' Guild and the large red brick building containing the Young Men's Reformed-Cultists-of-the-Ichor-God-Bel-Shamharoth Association Gym.  A few tiles seem to have been dislodged from the roof of the building, and lie in a pile on the ground.  The only possible exits from here head northeast and west, both down God Street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northeast and west.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here, some zombie dust is on the ground and an antique black dress is on the ground.
Queued command: w
Queued command: sw
Queued command: se
Queued command: s
Queued command: se
Queued command: s
Queued command: s
Queued command: s
Queued command: sw
Queued command: e
>   @-&
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Like most areas of God Street, this part of the street is absolutely filthy.  Gutters line the street, filled with mud, trash, and some fluids which cannot be defined.  Presumably one would really not want to find out exactly what they are.  There is a small, quaint house to the south.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: south, east and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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+  \
It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the intersection of God Street and Baker Street.  The edges of four buildings make the corners of this crossroads, each one looming overhead.  From here, Baker Street winds north and southeast, while God Street leads northeast and west.  No one seems to be waiting for something to happen:  knowing the Thieves' Guild, chances are that something would if a person stood still for too long.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, north, west and southeast.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This part of Baker Street is just southeast of its junction with God Street.  There is a barber shop just to the east, but it appears to be closed down.  A stairwell built onto the side of the barber's shop leads to the second floor of the building, the location of the Musicians' Guild.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, south and stairs.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Wish....
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Baker Street continues to the north and southeast.  In the distance to the north is a junction with God Street and in the distance to the southeast is a junction with Street of Small Gods.  There are shops on the east and west sides of this street, with a sign above the door to the east.  This section of Baker Street seems cleaner and cheerier than usual.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, east and west.
A nasty lawyer and a watchman are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
(Igame) Akva's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: You get half credit, so it's up to you.
(Igame) Betta's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: youll get 1/2 xp
The nasty lawyer opens the shop door.
The nasty lawyer leaves east.
The nasty lawyer closes the shop door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Just off to the south is the intersection of Street of Small Gods and Baker Street, where the Street of Bookkeepers takes over from Baker heading south.  A small pile of cigarette butts huddles in the shadow of a building here, undisturbed by the traffic.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and south.
A vegan green zombie is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Small Gods continues to the east and curves west to the southwest.  Baker Street heads north, while Street of Bookkeepers journeys south.  To one side of the road here is a small thatched hut, looking oddly out of place amid the great marble monstrosities that pass for temples in this area.  It is a little quaint affair, with a tidy little mat outside and a sign hanging on the door.  Besides that, the Street of Small Gods carries on much as it always does, being busy with throngs of people even at this time of the night.
One or two people wander past, apparently heading somewhere.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and southwest.
A rat is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Bookkeepers is the traditional home of Ankh-Morpork's thriving business and banking communities.  Office buildings line either side of the street, most of which lies to the south.  You can see the intersection with the Street of Small Gods just to the north.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
(Igame) Aberaven's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: If you think half the previous amount of xp is worth it.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Bookkeepers stretches onward to the north and continuing southwest.  The street intersects with the Street of Small Gods a little bit to the north. Weichert's Tower lies on the west side of the street, and has its entrance just southwest of here.  There's a building with a sign in its window on the east side of the street.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: north, southwest and east.
An old wizard and a cockroach are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the Street of Bookkeepers, home (figuratively) to many of Ankh-Morpork's financiers.  Weichert's Tower stands on the west side of the street, and there is a sign hanging above a doorway to the east.  You are about halfway between the intersections with the Street of Small Gods, to the north, and Streets of Cunning Artificers, to the southwest.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, southwest, west and east.
A sad man is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a fancy poster is in the window of the shop.
You open the east door.
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This is a clean, airy room, with large windows overlooking the street outside.  A high counter almost completely separates the far half of the room from view.  One may buy and sell currency from nearly every country around the Disc here.  A sign on the front of the counter explains how.
There is one obvious exit: west.
A large round table is standing by the windows.
You close the west door.
(Igame) Vivid's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: the reward money doesn't drop right?
gu just climb and hide
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: just climb and hide
> (Igame) Ptaib's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: nope
(Igame) Aberaven's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Right.  Just the xp.
inv
You are unburdened (11%) by:
Holding : a tiger fang (left hand) and a tiger fang (right hand).
Wearing : a pair of crampons, a pair of small half-moon spectacles, a drab trench coat and a pair of climbing gloves.
(under) : a steel chastity belt, a breath-taking pink and black suspender belt, a stealth watch, a blackened canteen, a Thieves' Guild Licence, a ruby-studded sword belt, a pair of woolly trousers, a watchet woollen gown, a swag bag, a large black towel and a yellow stone ring.
Your purse contains only moths.
>
get money from bags
You get 2 Ankh-Morpork royals, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-dollars, some Ankh-Morpork dollars, 5 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence, 2 Ankh-Morpork pence, some Lancre shillings, 6 Lancre sixpences, 8 Lancre thruppences, 3 Lancre tuppences, 3 Lancre pennies, 5 Lancre ha'pennies and 6 Lancre farthings from a pocket in the swag bag.
>
sell all
Sorry, but you cannot sell 2 Ankh-Morpork royals, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-dollars, 92 Ankh-Morpork dollars, 5 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 2 Ankh-Morpork pence here.
OK, you sold 21 Lancre shillings, 6 Lancre sixpences, 8 Lancre thruppences, 3 Lancre tuppences, 3 Lancre pennies, 5 Lancre ha'pennies and 6 Lancre farthings for 8 Ankh-Morpork dollars, 1 Ankh-Morpork half-dollar, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 7 Ankh-Morpork pence.
You exchange some currency.
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying that she off-handedly wonders if Lina is Cersei.
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Or at least make Ryantokki drownable...:)
money brief
You have a total of A$331.39.
>
gu who?
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: who?
>
west
You open the west door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the Street of Bookkeepers, home (figuratively) to many of Ankh-Morpork's financiers.  Weichert's Tower stands on the west side of the street, and there is a sign hanging above a doorway to the east.  You are about halfway between the intersections with the Street of Small Gods, to the north, and Streets of Cunning Artificers, to the southwest.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, southwest, west and east.
A sad man is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a fancy poster is in the window of the shop.
You close the east door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Bookkeepers stretches onward to the north and continuing southwest.  The street intersects with the Street of Small Gods a little bit to the north. Weichert's Tower lies on the west side of the street, and has its entrance just southwest of here.  There's a building with a sign in its window on the east side of the street.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: north, southwest and east.
An old wizard and a cockroach are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> The old wizard opens the east door.
The old wizard leaves east.
The old wizard closes the east door.
Found a path TO 'Lancrastian Farmers' Cooperative Bank', FROM 'Street of Bookkeepers'.
Route requires 15 moves.  Starting speedwalk now!
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Bookkeepers is the traditional home of Ankh-Morpork's thriving business and banking communities.  Office buildings line either side of the street, most of which lies to the south.  You can see the intersection with the Street of Small Gods just to the north.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Small Gods continues to the east and curves west to the southwest.  Baker Street heads north, while Street of Bookkeepers journeys south.  To one side of the road here is a small thatched hut, looking oddly out of place amid the great marble monstrosities that pass for temples in this area.  It is a little quaint affair, with a tidy little mat outside and a sign hanging on the door.  Besides that, the Street of Small Gods carries on much as it always does, being busy with throngs of people even at this time of the night.
One or two people wander past, apparently heading somewhere.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: north, east, south and southwest.
An energetic priestess and a rat are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Just off to the south is the intersection of Street of Small Gods and Baker Street, where the Street of Bookkeepers takes over from Baker heading south.  A small pile of cigarette butts huddles in the shadow of a building here, undisturbed by the traffic.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and south.
A vegan green zombie is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
Squelch.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Baker Street continues to the north and southeast.  In the distance to the north is a junction with God Street and in the distance to the southeast is a junction with Street of Small Gods.  There are shops on the east and west sides of this street, with a sign above the door to the east.  This section of Baker Street seems cleaner and cheerier than usual.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, east and west.
A watchman is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This part of Baker Street is just southeast of its junction with God Street.  There is a barber shop just to the east, but it appears to be closed down.  A stairwell built onto the side of the barber's shop leads to the second floor of the building, the location of the Musicians' Guild.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, south and stairs.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the intersection of God Street and Baker Street.  The edges of four buildings make the corners of this crossroads, each one looming overhead.  From here, Baker Street winds north and southeast, while God Street leads northeast and west.  No one seems to be waiting for something to happen:  knowing the Thieves' Guild, chances are that something would if a person stood still for too long.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, north, west and southeast.
A sensitive priestess is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Like most areas of God Street, this part of the street is absolutely filthy.  Gutters line the street, filled with mud, trash, and some fluids which cannot be defined.  Presumably one would really not want to find out exactly what they are.  There is a small, quaint house to the south.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: south, east and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, south of the Bakers' Guild and the large red brick building containing the Young Men's Reformed-Cultists-of-the-Ichor-God-Bel-Shamharoth Association Gym.  A few tiles seem to have been dislodged from the roof of the building, and lie in a pile on the ground.  The only possible exits from here head northeast and west, both down God Street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northeast and west.
A cockroach is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here, some zombie dust is on the ground and an antique black dress is on the ground.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is God Street, a fair way west of a major intersection.  To the southwest, the road passes between two buildings.  The cobbles on this particular area of street seem particularly new, sharp edges and smooth surfaces awaiting traffic to pass.  Here, a house to the north radiates a slight aura of domestic evil and a small pothole lurks in the middle of the street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: east, southwest and north.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is just west of the junction of God Street and Widdershins Broadway.  Gutters line the street, filled with old papers, covered in mud.  To the north is the south wall of the Fools' Guild.  To the east is a fence with a gate in it which leads to the coachyard of the post office.  God Street continues away from Broadway to the west.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northeast, west and east.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the eastern end of God Street, just west of its junction with Widdershins Broadway.  This area is between two buildings; to the north is the southern side of the Fools' Guild which continues to the west.  The wall of the Post Office is to the south, while God Street continues southwest.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: east and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a bronze sign is fixed to the wall.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the junction of Widdershins Broadway and God Street.  The grounds of the Patrician's Palace lie to the east.  The imposing frontage of the central branch of the Ankh-Morpork Post Office is on the southwest side of the road.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northwest, south, west and southwest.
Sneed Finkman is sitting here and the net dead statue of Duelist Ceridwen is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a notice is fixed to the wall above the post office door.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Widdershins Broadway curves northwest to the north and runs straight to the southeast.  The Post Office is nearby on this road towards the north, and directly to the southwest is the Ephebian Embassy.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: north, southeast and southwest.
A watchman and a mean mercenary are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Widdershins Broadway.  To the northwest is some sort of embassy and there's some sort of building to the southwest.  Apart from that, nothing much happens 'round here.  You could try searching for something interesting, but you probably won't find anything.  You could always check out the wall.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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This cosy room is apparently the Ankh-Morpork branch of the Lancrastian Farmers' Cooperative Bank.  This branch is useful for those planning a trip to the Ramtops, as they can deposit some money here and, if they're lucky, by the time they get to Lancre it'll be there waiting for them.  A surprisingly un-rustic young man sits behind a desk waiting to lighten people's heavy load by relieving them of their cash.
There is one obvious exit: northeast.
A discreet card is on top of the desk.
Squelch.
money
Your purse contains 2 Ankh-Morpork royals, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-dollars, 100 Ankh-Morpork dollars, one Ankh-Morpork half-dollar, 8 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 9 Ankh-Morpork pence.
> (Igame) Akva's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Some Rare Items are very fast to complete, reasonable at half xp.   Also, the final check is when you complete the mission, so you can take a job early, complete it after the 1 hour cooldown and get full credit.
deposit 100 Ankh-Morpork dollars, one Ankh-Morpork half-dollar, 8 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 9 Ankh-Morpork pence.
[Zebulon enters Discworld]
Saving...
You give the teller 100 Ankh-Morpork dollars and 1 Ankh-Morpork half-dollar, which after expenses leaves A$90.45.
This gives a total of A$994.81 in your account.
> (Igame) Vivid's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: true
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Ryantokki is a npc in BP, keeps following you around and ask you to buy fish. One annoying little guy
inv
You are unburdened (10%) by:
Holding : a tiger fang (left hand) and a tiger fang (right hand).
Wearing : a pair of crampons, a pair of small half-moon spectacles, a drab trench coat and a pair of climbing gloves.
(under) : a steel chastity belt, a breath-taking pink and black suspender belt, a stealth watch, a blackened canteen, a Thieves' Guild Licence, a ruby-studded sword belt, a pair of woolly trousers, a watchet woollen gown, a swag bag, a large black towel and a yellow stone ring.
Your purse contains 2 Ankh-Morpork royals, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-dollars, 8 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 9 Ankh-Morpork pence.
>
money
Your purse contains 2 Ankh-Morpork royals, 3 Ankh-Morpork ten-dollars, 8 Ankh-Morpork ten-pence and 9 Ankh-Morpork pence.
>
balance
You have A$994.81 in your account.
> In the distance to the northeast, Old Tom, the tongueless and magical octiron bell of Unseen University, tolls six sonorous silences.
To the south, the big bronze gong in the Temple of Small Gods bongs six times.
gu i did mean who is cersei
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: i did mean who is cersei
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the
gu i know haddock guy :D
blackened canteen, saying: Someone.
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: i know haddock guy :D
> [Zedian enters Discworld]
finger cersei
Login name: Cersei                     Real name: l
Member of the Witches' Guild           Location: lawks
Homepage: 0
First logged on Fri Mar 20 22:20:45 2015.
20 days, 17 hours, 53 minutes and 37 seconds old.
Last logged off 1 day, 23 hours, 23 minutes and 26 seconds ago.
No mail.
Project:
Wodan says: Sojan, look out for that wire....
Plan:
Your skull explodes beneath a powerful blow from Obsolete Chimara Rehevkor's runic crescent wrench, flinging blood, bone and brain several feet through the air, coating the area in gore and leaving a convulsing corpse on the ground.  This is why Obsolete Chimara Rehevkor never gets hired as an interior decorator.
> To the northwest, the bell of the Assassins' Guild clock slowly chimes six times.
Squelch.
(One) Zedian's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: one freshly spayed cat aquired..
south
That doesn't work.
> Squelch.
score
You have 1088 (1088) hit points, 261 (263) guild points, 52 (755) quest points, 31 (1444) achievement points and 146 (146) social points.
Your current experience is 19389 and you are level 81 in the Muggers of the Thieves' Guild; your overall rating is 10443.
You have died 2 times and can die 5 times before you are completely dead.
You are in brave mode.
You are unburdened (10%) and rather warm.
You are good, worshipping no god.
You have no special abilities.
You are registered as a player killer.
You are 3 days, 17 hours, 30 minutes and 11 seconds old and have logged in 44 times.
> To the northeast, the cabbage farmer yells: Buy your cabbages only from me!
(One) Zedian's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: she's in the hall closet and the dogs are going nuts about her..
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To the northwest, the town crier yells: Got a PMP addiction? Get your powder at the Midnight Pantry in Holywood!
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Widdershins Broadway.  To the northwest is some sort of embassy and there's some sort of building to the southwest.  Apart from that, nothing much happens 'round here.  You could try searching for something interesting, but you probably won't find anything.  You could always check out the wall.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
At this point Widdershins Broadway bends.  A few tourists seem unable to contain their excitement as they peer each way.  There is a tall, impressive wall to the north and indiscriminate buildings to the south, each of which cause the tourists to pause in wonderment.  To the northwest, Widdershins Broadway continues, while to the east it carries on.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and east.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
east
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Widdershins Broadway.  This road continues to both east and west.  To the north lies the Patrician's Palace and gardens.  Unfortunately, a high wall blocks the view of them.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: west and east.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
east
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the southeast part of Widdershins Broadway which continues west of here and continues as Turnwise Broadway on the other side of Upper Broadway.  No matter which way you go, you'll be walking around the edge of the grounds of the Patrician's Palace.  Upper Broadway begins a bit further away to the east, while what looks like a small shed lies just to the southeast.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and southeast.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
east
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the southeast end of Widdershins Broadway, which runs west from here around the grounds of the Patrician's Palace.  Upper Broadway begins just to the northeast, heading southeast towards the Hubwards Gate.  The side of a small shed can be seen just to the south.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northeast and west.
A troll bodyguard, a dwarf bodyguard, a bodyguard and a commercial banker are fighting here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is the northwestern extreme of Upper Broadway, where it divides into Turnwise Broadway and Widdershins Broadway which head off to the northeast and southwest respectively, before joining forces again on the other side of the Patrician's Palace Grounds.  Upper Broadway itself leads southeast from here toward its junction with the Street of Small Gods, the Street of Cunning Artificers and eventually to the Hubwards Gate.  To the northwest, the street is abruptly cut off by an enormous dark shape.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, southeast, southwest and northwest.
A fat troll child is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
se
Queued command: se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Upper Broadway extends to the northwest toward the Broadway intersection outside the Patrician's Palace and southeast toward the Street of Small Gods.  Both those junctions are very lively, but this part of Upper Broadway isn't heavily populated at night.  Only a few nightly strollers are out and about, and they all seem to be carefully avoiding the looming building to the west.  The building to the northeast is rather cheery, and what is more, it is open, as the sign outside it proclaims.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and northeast.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
You feel quite warm.
se
[Rafe leaves Discworld]
Queued command: se
> [Racketeer leaves Discworld]
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Upper Broadway and the Street of Small Gods meet here in perfect harmony.  Well, actually they cross each other rather brutally.  In the resulting hubbub, it's just possible to make out that the Street of Small Gods heads off northeast and southwest, while Upper Broadway has decided to take the northwest and southeast directions.  Farmers trudge past southeastward, leaving the markets of the city to return to their homes in the countryside.
Several groups of people can be seen walking past, quite energetically.  Either this neighbourhood is near one of the busier areas of the city, or people are just in a hurry to get away.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, northwest, southeast and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Upper Broadway, just southeast of its junction with the Street of Small Gods, from where the muffled sounds of lively nocturnal Ankh-Morpork inhabitants can be heard.  It is a bit more quiet to the southeast, where Upper Broadway continues toward the Street of Cunning Artificers, but there are nevertheless quite a few late-night shoppers heading that way, baskets and bags empty but wallets still fat.
One or two people wander past, apparently heading somewhere.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and southeast.
An annoying priest is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
se
The annoying priest recites a prayer.
The annoying priest exclaims: Praise be to Sandelfon!
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Upper Broadway could have been a quiet place at night, if it wasn't for all the people, mainly farmers, who insist on making lots of noise.  It could have been a clean, pretty street as well, if it had just been left alone.  However, it isn't.  A steady stream of farmers move southeast toward the Hubwards Gate, many of them pausing to gaze lovingly at the window of the shop to the northeast, probably infatuated with the heavy boots that are on display.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, northeast and southeast.
A sad child and a short troll are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The Street of Cunning Artificers arrives from the southwest to attach itself here to Upper Broadway which runs in a straight northwest - southeast fashion, while a part of the old city wall effectively stops any progress to the south.  The broad street is crammed with people, mainly farmers and shoppers.  Thanks to them, this area is a bit safer than some of the more desolate streets.  When you get mugged here, at least someone will hear your screams for help...
Several groups of people can be seen walking past, quite energetically.  Either this neighbourhood is near one of the busier areas of the city, or people are just in a hurry to get away.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and southwest.
An interesting troll is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a wooden pole with a red note attached to it is here.
>
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Esoteric Street which leads off northeastward looks very dark from here, its street lamps trying to illuminate it but failing badly.  Fortunately, Upper Broadway is a bit more cheery, and fairly full of farmers who seem fairly full of alcohol as they stumble down the road heading southward to Hubwards Gate and Home, Sweet Home.  A far more lively area lies to the northwest, where Upper Broadway meets the Street of Cunning Artificers.  The view of this fabled crafts street is blocked by a part of the old city wall that stands to the west.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northeast, northwest and south.
A jovial priest is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> [Bronx enters Discworld]
south
The jovial priest recites a prayer.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Upper Broadway is fairly long, connecting the centre of the city, the Patrician's Palace, to the Hubwards Gate.  This is pretty much the middle of it, a little bit south of its junction with Esoteric Street.  The night is not lively here, but farmers on their way home prevent it from sinking into complete stillness.  Oh - the occasional fight-to-the-death helps, as well.
One or two people wander past, apparently heading somewhere.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: north and southeast.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
>
south
Try something else.
>
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
The farmers here don't seem to realize how dangerous Ankh-Morpork actually is at night.  They arrive in a steady stream (they are all but steady themselves) from the northwest, staggering down Upper Broadway toward the countryside which lies beyond the Hubwards Gate.  None of them notice the shop to the west, despite the light in its window clearly showing that it is open for business.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and west.
A young troll and Roffle are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> Squelch.
se
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Merchants Street leads off southwest, toward Dragon's Landing.  Upper Broadway itself doesn't get to see nearly as much excitement and action, since it just leads southeast toward the Hubwards Gate, and northwest, eventually reaching the Plaza of Broken Moons.  There are those who think this is exciting enough, of course, but they're all smelling of manure, and slightly inbred.  No, not Morporkians. Farmers.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and southwest.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Upper Broadway at night is a fairly safe-looking place, with far fewer muggers and cut-throats around than other parts of Morpork.  Here, between the junctions with Merchants Street and Mormius Street, the majority of people moving around in the street seem to be farmers on their way home from the city.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and southeast.
A sleek crow is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Upper Broadway, leading straight (well, as straight as anything gets in this city) from the Hubwards Gate, far to the southeast, to the Patrician's Palace Grounds, far to the northwest.  A faint cabbage scent lingers in the area, probably a remnant from the farm carts moving through the street during the day.  A small street known as Mormius Street leads off to the east.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and east.
A large troll warrior and a rich beggar are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
Treacle Street, heading west from here, steals much of the attention from Upper Broadway by being...  well... more interesting, really.  The most exciting thing that happens in this particular part of Upper Broadway is one of the farmers, on his way home from the city, (after selling his produce and then losing his money, either to gambling, to drinking or to licensed theft) falling into the gutter.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and west.
A carrot farmer, a thoughtful child and a stony troll are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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It is night and the last quarter moon is hidden by the clouds.
This is Upper Broadway, leading straight (well, as straight as anything gets in this city) from the Hubwards Gate, far to the southeast, to the Patrician's Palace Grounds, far to the northwest.  A faint cabbage scent lingers in the area, probably a remnant from the farm carts moving through the street during the day.  A small street known as Mormius Street leads off to the east.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind, packed cloud cover and steady snow.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and east.
A large troll warrior and a rich beggar are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> (Thieves) Annabeth's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: You know Lina, I hear Jonny carries around his office key and hoards t-shop items and cash in there.
con
The large troll warrior is tougher than you.
The rich beggar is slightly weaker than you.
> It has stopped snowing.
bs beggar
You sneak around the rich beggar without being spotted and manage to catch her by surprise.
Catching her off balance, you hack the rich beggar's back with one of your tiger fangs.
Moving quickly, you pierce the rich beggar's back with one of your tiger fangs.
Moving swiftly, you pierce the rich beggar's neck with one of your tiger fangs.
Catching her by surprise, you pierce the rich beggar's back with one of your tiger fangs.
> Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 187 (263) Xp: 19688
You perforate the rich beggar's chest with one of your tiger fangs.
You kill the rich beggar.
The large troll warrior grunts.
[Raistlin leaves Discworld]
gu nice try
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: nice try
>
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You get some Ankh-Morpork pence from the corpse of a rich beggar.
You bury the corpse of a rich beggar deep within the earth.
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(One) Rowan's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: She's never going to cook in there.
Squelch.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Treacle Street, heading west from here, steals much of the attention from Upper Broadway by being...  well... more interesting, really.  The most exciting thing that happens in this particular part of Upper Broadway is one of the farmers, on his way home from the city, (after selling his produce and then losing his money, either to gambling, to drinking or to licensed theft) falling into the gutter.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and west.
A carrot farmer, a thoughtful child and a stony troll are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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The thoughtful child says: I am not a number, I am a free womble.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Upper Broadway passes between two large buildings here.  The one to the east is oddly shaped, like a salt shaker, while the one to the west looks more normal, if rather looming.  The street is mainly occupied by farmers, most of whom are hurrying southeast toward their homes in the countryside after having sold their goods to the hungry city people.
Quite a few people, some in small groups, walk, trot and lurch aimlessly towards other parts of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and east.
A rich beggar and a parsnip farmer are standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a plaque is next to the door of the western building.
>
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[Annabeth leaves Discworld]
The rich beggar is slightly weaker than you.
The parsnip farmer is weaker than you.
> [Tariki enters Discworld]
The rich beggar asks: Did you know Deutha said "In the woods there is a singing lemon.  It has the answers to all the quests."?
bs beggar
You sneak around the rich beggar without being spotted and manage to catch her by surprise.
The rich beggar looks confused.
Catching her off balance, you hack the rich beggar's back with one of your tiger fangs.
Catching her by surprise, you hack the rich beggar's neck with one of your tiger fangs.
> Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 191 (263) Xp: 22661
You slice the rich beggar's chest with one of your tiger fangs.
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your defence.
The rich beggar punches at you but you dodge out of the way.
finger jonny
Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 195 (263) Xp: 22664
The rich beggar punches at you but you dodge out of the way.
Login name: Jonny                      Real name: ???
Member of the Mano Rossa
First logged on Tue Apr 21 22:24:09 2015.
123 days, 4 hours, 11 minutes and 24 seconds old.
On since Mon Jan  9 22:15:02 2017 (1 hour, 11 minutes and 58 seconds).
Idle for 5 seconds.
47 mail messages, 5 of them unread.
No project.
No plan.
> Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 199 (263) Xp: 22667
You perforate the rich beggar's right arm with one of your tiger fangs.
Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 203 (263) Xp: 22670
You slice the rich beggar's right arm with one of your tiger fangs.
The rich beggar punches at you but you dodge out of the way.
Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 207 (263) Xp: 22673
You perforate the rich beggar's right arm with one of your tiger fangs.
(One) Zedian's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: no, but she has access to all her favourite things.
Hp: 1088 (1088) Gp: 211 (263) Xp: 22676
You perforate the rich beggar's right arm with one of your tiger fangs.
The rich beggar punches at you but you dodge out of the way.
You perforate the rich beggar's chest with one of your tiger fangs.
You kill the rich beggar.
who jonny
---------------------==========]  Discworld  [===========---------------------
Jonny 'The Lizard' von Brassbridge the Quartino of the Mano Rossa, Pawn of House Hong, Handyman
-------> There is one member of this group of people on the Discworld. <------
> (Thieves) Sinthome's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: How do I pick up objects that I can't see?
[Bronx leaves Discworld]
Squelch.
[Stabbity leaves Discworld]
[Puck enters Discworld]
[Epi leaves Discworld]
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Hmm, woudl get all work? Otherwise, carry a yellow stone ring in your pocket.
gu can you?
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: can you?
>
gu get a stone ring from the guildbox
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: get a stone ring from the guildbox
> Squelch.
[KaDaj leaves Discworld]
A farmer runs past, heading southward, followed by what appears to be a furious sheep.
(Thieves) Nemex's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Great, another dud delivery job.
[Bronx enters Discworld]
gu i put 5 in yesterday
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: i put 5 in yesterday
> A waft of parsnips drifts over from the farmer.
(Thieves) HOH's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: I think yellow stone ring is better than torchs, being non-consumable and lighter weight.
(Thieves) Nemex's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Unless anyone's seen two griffin rings somewhere.
(Thieves) Sinthome's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: I'm wearing one now
[Bronx leaves Discworld]
gu great :)
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: great :)
> (One) Zedian's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: the Chicken Dog in particular has her panties all in a bunch over the demon cats return
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Right here Upper Broadway runs past a strange building in the shape of a pepper pot.  Young people are entering and exiting the Pot, wielding crude, homemade weapons.  The few farmers strolling by are generally too drunk to even focus on this enormous structure.  Nearby to the northwest, the huge shape of the Salt Shaker looms in the dark.  Quite an impressive couple, this cruet set.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: northwest, southeast and east.
A cabbage farmer is standing here.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
> (Thieves) Sinthome's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: But somehow it doesn't eat my gp nor does it illuminate stuff
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Upper Broadway at night sees a lot of farmers passing through.  They don't see much of it, though, having just spent their hard-earned cash in various pubs around Morpork.  They're missing some quite astounding sights too, like the Pepper Pot right northwest of here, or the spectacle of drunken farmers trying to find the Hubwards Gate.
A number of people pass by as they go about their lives (or in some cases, existences).
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and south.
A street lamp is emitting a grimy light here and a bronze sign is fixed to the wall.
> (One) Rowan's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying that she giggles. The Chicken Dog? :p
gu you need to remove it and put it back on
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: you need to remove it and put it back on
> (One) Akva's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: The chicken dog is wearing underwear?
Squelch.
gu it turns off when you run out of gp
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: it turns off when you run out of gp
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
The intersection of Endless Street and Upper Broadway is filled with farmers coming and going through the Hubwards Gate.  Most are leaving the city after having spent the day selling their produce in one or another of its marketplaces.  Upper Broadway stretches off to the north, eventually reaching the Patrician's Palace, and right to the southeast is the Hubwards Gate.  Endless Street runs straight northeast and southwest from here on its eternal journey around Ankh-Morpork, and the pub to the west seems like a great place for Endless Street's weary travellers to grab a quick drink.
With few people about, this seems to be a quiet part of the city, perfect for getting mugged.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: north, northeast, southeast, southwest and west.
A wooden pole with a dark green note and a red note attached to it is standing here inconspicuously and a street lamp is emitting a grimy light here.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
You are at the Hubwards Gate of Ankh-Morpork.  You can go northwest from here into Ankh-Morpork, or east to get to the cabbage fields that surround the city and contribute to its famed odour.  More people seem to be leaving than entering the city at this time of night.  A sign has been embedded in the ground.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: east and northwest.
A helpful street urchin and a city guard are standing here.
Two wanted posters are pasted to a wall.
> (One) Rowan's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: This gets stranger.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
The darkness makes this part of the road quite eerie.  The ruts created by many passing carts are deep, and there are several trails of aging footprints in the softer patches.  The rotting stump of a tree obstructs part of the trackway.  Some cabbage fields sprawl to the south, northeast and southeast and the city walls of Ankh-Morpork loom to the north, west, southwest and northwest.  Four miles to the southwest is the Skund Forest road, five miles to the north is the Ankh road, four miles to the north is the Ankh river, ten miles to the west is the Klatch road, very close to the northwest lies the city of Ankh-Morpork and sixty miles to the west the Morpork mountains reach to the sky.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: west and journey east.
A thin merchant is standing here.
>
Found a path TO 'road', FROM 'road'.
Route requires 4 moves.  Starting speedwalk now!
> You arrive after having journeyed nine miles east, one mile northeast and one mile east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Here, the deep rutted, well used road continues off into darkness.  The odd broken twig lines the side of the road, a welcome change from the churned up muddy trackway.  Some cabbage fields sprawl to the north, south, northeast, southwest, southeast and northwest.  Eight miles to the north is the Ankh road, seven miles to the north is the Ankh river, nine miles to the east are some plains, thirty miles to the east is the city of Sto Lat, ten miles to the west lies the city of Ankh-Morpork and eighty miles to the west the Morpork mountains reach to the sky.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: journey east and journey west.
A ragged black crow is squatting on the ground.
Queued command: journey e
Queued command: journey e
Queued command: journey e
> You arrive after having journeyed five miles east, one mile northeast and five miles east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
The deep rutted, well used road continues off into the distance.  Spring plants line either side of the road with their flowers closed, awaiting the warmth and sunshine of the morning.  Some plains lie to the north, south, northeast, southwest, southeast and northwest.  Five miles to the west are some plains, two miles to the east is the Sto Lat road, five miles to the west lie acres of cabbage fields, ten miles to the east is the city of Sto Lat, thirty miles to the west lies the city of Ankh-Morpork and ninety miles to the west the Morpork mountains reach to the sky.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: journey east and journey west.
A cooking monster is looking for fame and fortune.
You arrive after having journeyed two miles east, one mile northeast and eight miles east.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
The darkness makes this part of the road quite eerie.  The ruts created by many passing carts are deep, and there are several trails of aging footprints in the softer patches.  The rotting stump of a tree obstructs part of the trackway.  Some plains lie to the north, south, northeast, southwest, southeast and northwest.  Ten miles to the west is the Sto Lat road, eight miles to the east is the Sto Lat road, eight miles to the north is a forest, very close to the east is the city of Sto Lat and one hundred miles to the west the Morpork mountains reach to the sky.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: journey east and journey west.
A ragged black crow is squatting on the ground.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Here, the road is quite narrow.  Deep ruts made by passing carts dominate the centre of the road, while the odd tuft of coarse grass provides a shelter for the night for local small animals.  The city walls of Sto Lat loom to the east and northeast and some plains lie to the north, south, southwest, southeast and northwest.  Ten miles to the west is the Sto Lat road, seven miles to the east is the Sto Lat road, seven miles to the northeast is a forest, very close to the east is the city of Sto Lat and one hundred miles to the west the Morpork mountains reach to the sky.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: east and journey west.
(Thieves) Nemex's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: Oh does anyone know how to get to the Occulty Jewelry shop in plaza of broken moons
(Thieves) Nemex's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: It doesn't show up when I go there
(Thieves) Puck's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: 'syntax exits'
gu enter stall/tent
You whisper into the blackened canteen.
(Thieves) Lina's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: enter stall/tent
> Karuma Tariki Hinotori arrives from the west.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori leaves east.
(One) Zedian's wispy voice comes from the blackened canteen, saying: that's what she's called.. The Chicken Dog. or Chickey Dog.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori arrives from the east.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori attacks you from behind.  You recall her standing right in front of you just a second ago.
You feel somewhat confused.
Moving swiftly, Karuma Tariki Hinotori neatly fillets your neck with her crying heavens katana.
Your skill and tactical ability are slightly reducing the action cost of your defence.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori slices at you with her crying heavens katana but despite the surprise you just dodge out of the way.
Hp: 552 (1028) Gp: 257 (257) Xp: 23457
You thrust at Karuma Tariki Hinotori with one of your tiger fangs but she dodges out of the way.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori slices her crying heavens katana into your chest.
Your wounds hinder you moderately in your battle.
You thrust at Karuma Tariki Hinotori with one of your tiger fangs but she deftly dodges out of the way.
Hp: 468 (1028) Gp: 230 (257) Xp: 23460
Hp: 470 (1028) Gp: 233 (257) Xp: 23463
You thrust at Karuma Tariki Hinotori with one of your tiger fangs but she dodges out of the way.
east
You thrust at Karuma Tariki Hinotori with one of your tiger fangs but she dodges out of the way.
Karuma Tariki Hinotori launches a powerful attack, ramming her crying heavens katana right through your heart.
You no longer feel shocked and confused.
The light surrounding you flickers and winks out.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is the Rimwards Gate of Sto Lat, one of the busiest areas in the city by day.  By night it has an oddly deserted feel, apparently occupied by little but the rats.  Or perhaps its nocturnal denizens are just better at disguising themselves.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are five obvious exits: southeast, north, south, southwest and west.
Something is standing here.
> Someone says: MY, WE'VE BEEN A BIT CARELESS, HAVEN'T WE?  SHALL WE POPPADOM TO THE NEXT DIMENSION?
You turn and see Death standing behind you.
Death says: PERHAPS YOU SHOULD TAKE A NUMBER,  WE ARE BUSY TODAY.
who killers
---------------------==========]  Discworld  [===========---------------------
Jonny 'The Lizard' von Brassbridge the Quartino of the Mano Rossa, Pawn of House Hong, Handyman
Lina the Keen Ruffian, Uncobbled
Karuma Tariki Hinotori the Mentor of the Ninja, Blighting Belletrist of House Sung, Crazy Apple, Nest Builder
Vivid the Competent Assassin of Raven House, Soap Groper
-----> There are four members of this group of people on the Discworld. <-----
> Death says: DID YOU HAVE A PREFERRED HELL OR HEAVEN?  WE SEEM TO HAVE LOST YOUR ORDER.
Death says: I SUPPOSE YOU WANT TO BE ALLOWED TO STAY, DO YOU?
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is Wall Street, just south of the junction with King's Road and the exit into the plains.  Wall Street itself looks peacefully civilian, wagons loaded with cabbages rolling past and merchants trying to hawk their wares.  Wall Street leads north and east from here around the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
A lamp post is here, lighting up the street.
> Queued command: south
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is the western section of Wall Street, the long street that runs all around the perimeter of Sto Lat.  To the west is the end of the wall: it has collapsed in a mess of rubble at some point in the past, allowing the city to grow outside of it to the south.  Wall Street, suddenly bereft of anything to follow, makes an abrupt curve to the southeast to join Cabbage Street.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: north and southeast.
A lamp post is here, lighting up the street.
se
Queued command: se
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is Wall Street, just west of where it runs for safety into the arms of Cabbage Street, having been deserted by the city wall.  Owing to the ubiquitous presence of that wall elsewhere, this is one of the few points along its length where Wall Street is actually lined by buildings on both sides.  These look like the houses of the lower middle class.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: northwest and east.
A warehouse worker is standing here.
A lamp post is here, lighting up the street.
who killers
---------------------==========]  Discworld  [===========---------------------
Jonny 'The Lizard' von Brassbridge the Quartino of the Mano Rossa, Pawn of House Hong, Handyman
Lina the Keen Ruffian, Uncobbled
Karuma Tariki Hinotori the Mentor of the Ninja, Blighting Belletrist of House Sung, Crazy Apple, Nest Builder
Vivid the Competent Assassin of Raven House, Soap Groper
-----> There are four members of this group of people on the Discworld. <-----
> Death says: I REALLY DON'T LIKE DOING ALL THESE FAVOURS FOR YOU PEOPLE.
Death says: I MEAN, WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
Tariki Hinotori tells you: Next time you want to call a guild lame, remember this.
Death says: I'M KIND OF BUSY, HOW ABOUT ONE FREE EXTRA RIDE?
[wco enters Discworld]
Death says: I THINK I'LL BE SEEING A LOT OF YOU SOMEHOW.
tell tariki how adult
You tell Tariki Hinotori: how adult
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This part of Cabbage Street is quite quiet compared to other parts of the city.  There is an old warehouse building just holding itself together to the north, which, at closer inspection is also quite boring.  Apart from the old warehouse the street is fairly empty with only the stench of cabbage filling in the holes.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits: north, south, west and northwest.
Two people are standing here.
Two things are on the ground.
>
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That doesn't work.
> Someone says with a Sto Plains accent: Spare a dollar for an ex-watchman.
Death says: DUTY CALLS, I'LL BE BACK IN A TIKKA.
Death leaps onto Binky and charges off into the distance.
Death rides in, dismounts and says: SAMOSA SORRY ABOUT THAT, I WAS VINDALOO...
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This road is called Cabbage Street.  Why someone would name a street after a vegetable still remains a mystery to the inhabitants of Sto Lat.  Perhaps it is religion?  There are buildings on either side of the street.  The one to the west looks like a house, while the building to the east seems to be a shop.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits: north, southeast, west and east.
> Queued command: se
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Queued command: ne
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Queued command: north
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is Cabbage Street, where it crosses Rimwards Road.  There is nothing particularly special about this part of the street.  Something worthy of mention though, might be the many people walking in various businesses towards King's Road.  Maybe you should follow their example and move along too?
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits: northeast, northwest, southeast and southwest.
Two people are standing here.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
There is something fishy around here.  Yes, it's a temple of Fish, the rather obviously-named god of sea creatures.  The temple is on the east side of the road and has rather a strange shape.  If one were to look at it on a foggy night, with one eye closed and the other eye half closed and with the head turned to one side, it would look something like an old boot fished (hah) out of the sea after several years' good service as a homeless centre for octopuses and small crabs.  Those designers are funny guys.  Rimwards Road crosses Cabbage Street to the southwest, while Blueberry Lane ambles off to the southeast.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits: north, south, southeast and southwest.
Someone is standing here.
Queued command: east
> Death says: ARE YOU STILL HERE FOR ANY PARTICULAR REASON?  I HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO CHANGE MY MIND...
Death gets back onto Binky and rides away.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This segment of Rimwards Road seems very proud of itself, certainly more so than it should be considering there isn't much here to look at.  It simply drips with irreverence for everything a dignified road should be as it fills its measure of distance between the intersection to the north and more of Rimwards Road to the south.  On the east side of the street is the brick wall of a building on King's Road.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: north and south.
Someone is standing here.
Four things are on the ground.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Here King's Road meets Rimwards Road.  King's Road is the larger of the two, and well-lit by streetlamps.  Rimwards Road, however, is fairly well-sized and lit by the windows of businesses and houses lining the sides of the street.  King's Road leads east to the Royal Market and the centre of Sto Lat, and Rimwards Road leads north and south.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are four obvious exits: northwest, east, north and south.
Someone is standing here.
Searching minimap location database for 'raise'
Unable to find any known locations with a [short name] containing 'raise'.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
King's Road is a wide street linking the two busiest areas of the city, the Rimwards Gate and the Royal Market.  In addition to this, it houses most of the city's bureaucracy and official buildings, making it the main road of Sto Lat.  To the north lies a door into one of these buildings, with a sign hanging over it.  King's Road is lit by the street lamps set down the middle, and a small stream of traffic still travels east and west, despite the time.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and north.
You hear a pattering of many tiny feet.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
King's Road goes east and west, lined with lights to help the ever-present people and carriages to find their way.  A large, well-lit building to the south fits with the general look of the street as a wealthy government district.  East of here lies the Royal Market, and the Rimwards Gate is to the west.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and south.
Someone is standing here.
The ground suddenly opens up in front of your feet and a bunch of manically grinning dwarfs pop out and start bouncing around in front of you.
With a huge smile one of the grinning dwarfs whispers in your ear: Here, take this book - it'll tell you everything you need to know.  But don't mention it to Death.  Ok?
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
The large lane called King's Road leads off east and west here.  Traffic in the evening is relatively light, with citizens and out-of-towners intent on reaching the Royal Market or the Rimwards Gate.  This area is fairly well-lit for this time of night and still a bit busy, as befitting one of the major thoroughfares of the city.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are two obvious exits: west and east.
Something and two people are standing here.
Without waiting, they all leap back into the hole which slowly closes after them.
The bright red vixen stares at you.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
This is King's Road, a wide street lined with official buildings and paved with bricks.  All in all, it appears to be the centre of the city, both geographically and otherwise.  To the south lies an official-looking building, with imposing marble architecture and a large brass door, reflecting the light of the streetlamps thoughtfully placed along King's Road by the city.  The road goes east and west.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and medium cloud cover.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and south.
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The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.
Aside from the palace containing the royal family, King's Road is the centre of the government of Sto Lat.  All of the important government buildings are here, and probably as a consequence all of the rich and important businesses are here as well.  A large, extravagant house is to the south.
A large sign and a small sign are outside the house.
It is a freezing cold secundus spring's night with almost no wind and many puffy clouds.
There are three obvious exits: west, east and south.
A sad brawler is standing here.
A small red dog fox arrives from the east.
tell tariki that only proves my point if anything
You tell Tariki Hinotori: that only proves my point if anything
> The small red dog fox barks sharply.
finger takari
No one going by the name of takari currently exists on Discworld.