1999-05-22
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You drop her with a thud, the instant you see blood. You go over to the secret door behind one of the pillars. "Oh crap, it closed again," says Darthan. "Hold on, I'll get it." He jiggles a couple of pieces of thin bent metal in the keyhole. click "Go ahead," he opens the door just enough for you to slip in.
Your eyes grow wide when you see it... the grandest treasure horde you've ever seen. Treasure upon treasure. This is something to rival the legends of the ancient kings, or even the ancient dragon hordes. Darthan steps in behind you, "I thought you might like it."
There are gems, jewelry, platinum, gold, etc. One thing that catches your eye is a pedestal in the corner with a scroll on it. The scroll has a band around it made of sapphire, and the paper is light blue. It glistens in the light. "Let's take a few things, otherwise the king will claim the rest for the cause. But there's enough here so that we can also have a little. Just don't make it noticable or someone will ask and they might find out."
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On Sat, 22 May 1999 [email removed] wrote:
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"Oh, gross.", I say, laying down the woman before I get blood on me. "What did you take?", I ask Darthan. Go check out the treasure.