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<blockquote data-quote="Dirigible" data-source="post: 1294323" data-attributes="member: 12631">All:The sloshing of your boots digging through the septic water fades into a rhythmic accompaniment to your journey, with the suffocating aroma of close humanity endering you all thick-headed and tiredly nauseated. The tunnel grows tighter and more worn, with loose bricks buckling in on all sides, often revealing muddy walls of dirt and mortar behind them. Tyra's first torch eventually burns out, but you relay the flame to the next brand to keep your light going.After some time, noises of a community begin to echo down the passage ahead. Shreds of light flicker on the water-slick walls, along with the occassional burst of hacking cough or scraps of conversation. The stench seems even more pervasive ahead.A rough plank hangs from braces on the ceiling, the words &quot;RAGPICKERS COURT&quot; scrawled in whitewash on it. Two empty toch holders frame it.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Dirigible, post: 1294323, member: 12631"] [B]All[/B]: The sloshing of your boots digging through the septic water fades into a rhythmic accompaniment to your journey, with the suffocating aroma of close humanity endering you all thick-headed and tiredly nauseated. The tunnel grows tighter and more worn, with loose bricks buckling in on all sides, often revealing muddy walls of dirt and mortar behind them. Tyra's first torch eventually burns out, but you relay the flame to the next brand to keep your light going. After some time, noises of a community begin to echo down the passage ahead. Shreds of light flicker on the water-slick walls, along with the occassional burst of hacking cough or scraps of conversation. The stench seems even more pervasive ahead. A rough plank hangs from braces on the ceiling, the words "RAGPICKERS COURT" scrawled in whitewash on it. Two empty toch holders frame it. [/QUOTE]

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