Added Parna's zone 211 Tarot, updated help files.
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@@ -247,7 +247,7 @@ sword quest war's blood~
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extends far out from the basket hilt, guarding the wielder from all attacks.
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Engraved across the blade are these words. "Seek not death. Seek not triumph.
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Seek wisdom, honor, and truth. For I wield the spirit of my wielder, and blood
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of heroes never dies. " These words are written in golden runes across the
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of heroes never dies." These words are written in golden runes across the
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polished steel of the blade. War's blood is given only to those warriors meant
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for greatness. Remember, the sword wields the spirit of its master.
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~
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@@ -271,9 +271,9 @@ shadow stealer dagger quest~
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This long, thin dagger is made of the blackest metal you have ever seen. It
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seems to devour all the light in its vicinity, making it appear as if it were a
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part of the very night. As you look at the blade and hilt, you can make out an
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inscription which travels from the point of the weapon, to its ornately engraved
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pommel. "Who so ever would let blood for love, who so ever would make war upon
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death, who so ever would give their life to love, make war with my darkness. "
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inscription which travels from the point of the weapon to its ornately engraved
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pommel. "Whosoever would let blood for love, whosoever would make war upon
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death, whosoever would give their life to love, make war with my darkness."
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Wield this fabled blade of lost love, and become one with the shadows.
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@@ -298,7 +298,7 @@ flame that gives it substance flickers and flares as you watch, threatening to
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break its magical wards and devour its surroundings. As you hold this weapon,
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these words are burned into your mind. "From the flash to the flame, my light
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shall guide the wizardry with wisdom. From the beginning to the end, there
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will I be; to weave the one force eternal. "
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will I be; to weave the one force eternal."
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@@ -320,7 +320,7 @@ mace quest divine blessing~
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with thousands of tiny runes of all the deities that have ever been and ever
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will be. Written across the flanges of the head are these words, "Let faith be
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the beginning. Let the body be its instrument. Let divinity flow through the
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wielder of my force. Believe and be blessed. "
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wielder of my force. Believe and be blessed."
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~
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@@ -343,9 +343,9 @@ goodness. The bow itself is a shaft of pure silver, inscribed with sunbursts
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and lightning bolts. Its string is a thread of purest white light that shimmers
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as you look at it. No arrow is needed for this mighty weapon. Its wielder need
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never carry a quiver. If you listen closely, you can hear the weapon humming
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with its own energy. If you listen long enough you might here these words in
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with its own energy. If you listen long enough you might hear these words in
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its song. "Let light banish darkness. Let Hope banish fear. I am the herald
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of the end. Where I strike, only light remains. "
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of the end. Where I strike, only light remains."
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@@ -371,7 +371,7 @@ head of the spear is a huge dragon's fang, rumored to be from the mouth of the
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god Balm himself. Etched in runes across the head of the spear are these words.
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"Find gray where only black and white were before. Seek truth where others seek
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good and evil. Bring justice through the scales of balance. Then may you wield
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the truth that is my gift. "
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the truth that is my gift."
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@@ -398,8 +398,7 @@ No light seems to reach it, no living thing seeks its touch. Tendrils of sickly
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smoke rise from the blade tainting your thoughts and the very air around you.
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It calls you, it draws you. "Wield me, worship me, watch me take the blood of
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the pure. Become one with my taint. Feel the foulness fermenting your soul.
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Accept evil, accept the shadow. Wield me and become death. Become immortal.
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"
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Accept evil, accept the shadow. Wield me and become death. Become immortal."
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~
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@@ -417,15 +416,15 @@ A small cap of the faerie folk seeks the grasp of a true quickling.~
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cap quickling quest~
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This small green cap is made of a fine velvet lined with silk. It's material
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This small green cap is made of a fine velvet lined with silk. Its material
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seems to conform to your touch, as if trying to accommodate itself to your
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grasp. Its only distinctive feature is a emerald studded silver stickpin
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jutting jauntily out of the front of the cap. A peace of silk ribbon forms a
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band around the inside of the brim. These words have been embroidered into the
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cap's material. "The world is a wonder. A wonder to wander. To wander the
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wonderful world. That is the life of a sprite. Come my brothers, for much is
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lost that we may find. Come my sisters, for many are lost that we may love.
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Happiness is a laugh away. Live and laugh and love; that is joy. "
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wonderful world. That is the life of a sprite. Come, my brothers, for much is
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lost that we may find. Come, my sisters, for many are lost that we may love.
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Happiness is a laugh away. Live and laugh and love; that is joy."
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~
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@@ -448,8 +447,7 @@ and blood. Crude markings cover their surface, chronicling the history of the
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trollish race in gory detail. Marked in magical runes on the inside of each
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band are these words. "Breaking bones, bringing blood, battering battle, bless
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me brothers, My eyes see red, my claws drip scarlet, and my soul is crimsoned
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with the blood of the hunt. We will triumph, for there is no cure for death.
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"
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with the blood of the hunt. We will triumph, for there is no cure for death."
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@@ -470,7 +468,7 @@ star man quest~
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This beautiful gem was mined from the center of the mountain from which the
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stone of Sanctus's walls is constructed. It pulses with the glow of true magic.
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Carved by the finest craftsman, enchanted by the most powerful wielders of the
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magical arts, This stone was made for the greatest of the human race. Look into
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magical arts, this stone was made for the greatest of the human race. Look into
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its depths, and see all the souls of mortal man. It has no peer, no equal, and
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has yet to be classified by dwarven miners or gnomish scholars. The human who
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holds it holds the light of all humanity in their grasp.
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@@ -492,14 +490,14 @@ The protection of dragon-kind seeks the next hero of the wryms.~
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shield quest wyrmguard~
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Torn from Balm's breast, this scale has been shaped into a shield of
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Torn from Balm's breast, this scale has been shaped into a shield of
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unrivaled strength and beauty. Its diamond shape expands and shapes itself to
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protect any dragon who bears it, from the youngest of hatchlings, to the most
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ancient of wyrms. The shield shimmers and wavers with all the colors of the
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rainbow. In its shimmering depths can be seen all the colors of every dragon
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that has ever come to pass. Magical runes circle the shield's rim. "Come wind,
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come fire. Come Thunder come rain. My bearer need never fear. Come giants to
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dual. My roar of triumph will be the last you ever hear."
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come fire. Come Thunder, come rain. My bearer need never fear. Come giants to
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duel. My roar of triumph will be the last you ever hear."
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@@ -524,7 +522,7 @@ its making. The most hallowed dwarven priests have gifted this armor with their
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blessing. It has no peer, no equal. Inscribed on the armor's breastplate are
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these words: "To march to the clang of the hammer. To be cooled by the
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whistling wind of the whirling axe. Come foe, come fool; Break yourself on the
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rock of the dwarf. Eternal wealth awaits, and we will not be denied. "
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rock of the dwarf. Eternal wealth awaits, and we will not be denied."
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@@ -545,11 +543,11 @@ scholar's guide jeweler's loop quest~
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You are looking at what could quite possibly be one of the most beautiful
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peaces of artistry ever made. This finely crafted jeweler's loop is suspended
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from a chain of golden links. The loop itself is a perfectly made combination
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of grounned glass, perfectly crafted silver, and precision gnomish workmanship.
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of ground glass, perfectly crafted silver, and precision gnomish workmanship.
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It is so simple as to be elegant. A tiny plaque hangs from the chain that
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suspends the loop. "To you who would sacrifice for life, join me. To you who
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would become a slave to wonder, hold me. To you who seek riches through
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learning, I am yours. "
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learning, I am yours."
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@@ -568,11 +566,11 @@ The companions to the wanderlust sit here waiting for travel.~
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boots strider quest~
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These fine boots have been made from the hides of monsters and beasts the
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world over. They are unadorned, black suede leather, with a thick soul and
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world over. They are unadorned black suede leather, with a thick sole and
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steel toe. The stitching that holds them together is so fine as to be
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invisible. As you look at them words enter your mind. "Trip over mountain.
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invisible. As you look at them, words enter your mind. "Trip over mountain.
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Stride over sea. Travel across desert. Run between the forest trees. Be bold,
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be brave. Be unfettered. Let us run the world over. You and me. "
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be brave. Be unfettered. Let us run the world over. You and me."
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@@ -593,12 +591,12 @@ battleaxe dragonbane quest~
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There is no greater weapon in mortal hands. This is an instrument of death.
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The two-headed axe was meant for the hands of a giant. The shaft and hilt of
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this mighty blade are formed from a gray stone that can never be chipped or
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broken. The head of the weapon is formed from two massive pieces of obsidian
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Shaped like diamonds side by side. However this vicious object has but one
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broken. The head of the weapon is formed from two massive pieces of obsidian,
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shaped like diamonds, side by side. However this vicious object has but one
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purpose. Etched into the two heads of the axe are these words. "Slash, slice,
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swerve and swipe. Dodge, duck, down and up. I draw the blood of the week.
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swerve and swipe. Dodge, duck, down and up. I draw the blood of the weak.
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Thunder marks my strike. Lightning shines when I am drawn. I am the storm to
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end all. I am the dragonbane. "
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end all. I am the dragonbane."
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#36
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cloak Elven court quest~
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the cloak of the elven court~
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A heavy cloak of brown and green is hear for the next elven king.~
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A heavy cloak of brown and green is here for the next elven king.~
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cloak elven court quest~
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A heavy, richly embroidered cloak of green and brown. It's color changes as
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A heavy, richly embroidered, cloak of green and brown. Its color changes as
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you move, blending in with the world around you. A simple wooden clasp holds it
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together at the neck. It would be like any other nobleman's traveling cloak
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were it not for one thing. Laced with thread so fine it almost isn't there, the
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symbol of the Elvin court is sewn over the breast of the cloak. This is the
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garment of the Elvin court. Its bearers are the pride of their race. Only 6
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heroes have ever been worthy to wear such a mark of honor.
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symbol of the Elven court is sewn over the breast of the cloak. This is the
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garment of the Elven court. Its bearers are the pride of their race. Only 6
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heroes have ever been worthy to wear such a mark of honor.
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gem sanctum~
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This is one of the treasures from the hordes of the city of Sanctum.
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This is one of the treasures from the hoards of the city of Sanctum.
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staff curative~
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see these words in yellow and red flame. "Drawn from the depths. Delivered
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from death. Directed by Divinity. I am the truth. The light. The guardian of
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hope and the future. Find comfort in my flames. Find strength in my touch.
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For with me, Lies all that is to come. "
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For with me lies all that is to come."
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comfy bed~
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This bed is beckoning you to lay down and get some much needed sleep.
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This bed is beckoning you to lie down and get some much needed sleep.
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Just "sleep bed"
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chinese finger trap fingertrap cardboard tube~
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a chinese finger trap~
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A strange and colorful tube was left here. It is made from cardboard intricately weaved together.~
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A strange and colorful tube was left here. It is made from cardboard intricately woven together.~
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chinese finger trap fingertrap cardboard tube~
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It consists of at least a dozen different colors of cardboard weaved together
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It consists of at least a dozen different colors of cardboard woven together
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into a tube. The holes on each end are just about the right size to stick a
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finger in.
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