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Welcome to my backroom
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You've entered my dark backroom.
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But who gave you permission to come back here! ::glares at you and leans heavily on her staff:: Perhaps I did. Faulty memory, you know. ::taps her head:: Well then, there is really nothing interesting back here. ::eyes a bubbling black cauldron in the corner and moves to block your view of it:: Oh, and ignore those, too. ::points above to odd ornaments hanging from the ceiling:: This is simply my. . . spare room. No specific purpose is neccessary, and keep your curious tongue within your mouth where it is safe. I do not want to explain myself, or this room, to any passerby.
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::lights a candle:: Pardon me, I forgot. Not everyone can see in the dark. ::an unseen animal creeps by underfoot::Watch where you walk, my friend. Kaljeema does not care to be stepped upon. ::wrinkles her nose in emphasis, allowing you to guess the type of animal::
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Don't mind the darkness.
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::bows her head::
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I bid you farewell, then. Beware when travelling through Rivendell. Avoid travelling too near the actual gallows, for it is rumored that the spirits of the unjustly-hung roam there after dark. ::shoulders her cloak:: You have been warned.
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