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Message: <blockquote data-quote="KahlessNestor" data-source="post: 7986153" data-attributes="member: 6801311">Upper Central/Highest Towers/Lyrander TowerFar, 27 Rhaan, YK 998 (Early autumn)/1915Weather: Temperature normal for the season (cool), no wind, light rain (outside the towers)Too focused on the others, the peg-legged warforged at the door didn’t notice DePoe slipping past him and into the Cog Carnival. Once everyone had paid the entrance fee, the warforged stepped aside back to his seat by the door.Smoky, low flames in a fireplace barely illuminated the cracked stone walls and filthy floor of the establishment. The single-room space is crowded with warforged with severed digits or limbs, scars, burns, and other wounds. Other warforged in the area are gathered around traditional dice, card, dart, and board games as well as carnival competitions such as throwing metal rings onto posts, tossing a ball at a tower of weighted iron cups hard enough to make them fall down, and striking a homemade machine hard enough with a hammer to make it ring a bell.A small bar in the corner served cheap ale. Behind this bar, a warforged bartender shouted jeers at patrons losing games.The warforged behind the bar was cleaning glasses. She was a scout model, more lithe than bulky, and wore a red dress with an apron over it. She’d even put on a bit of red lipstick. She nodded to Ogham as the warforged approached. She eyed the green glow in his chest and the leaves growing between his plates.“What can I get you, stranger?” she asked. “Name’s Smelt. Welcome to the Cog Carnival.” She eyed the non-warforged that had come in with him. “Got some interestin’ friends,” she commented.[spoilers=Loot][/spoilers][spoilers=Characters]LiutbrandKorraAlaraRotomOghamDePoe[/spoilers]</blockquote>

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