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<blockquote data-quote="Goonalan" data-source="post: 3757366" data-attributes="member: 16069"><p style="text-align: center">Dungeon Crawl Classics #2</p> <p style="text-align: center">The Lost Vault of Tsathzar Rho</p> <p style="text-align: center">An Adventure for First Level Characters</p><p></p><p>Turn 19: Feck, Kobolds</p><p></p><p>And so the fourth day begins underground, they seem to have reached an impasse; it’s proving to be a war of attrition- hard to say yet just who’s winning. </p><p></p><p>The day starts slowly, Cas and Bec are still unwell, their strength is returning, but Ala, who’s up and about now, makes the decision that the group will not go on until they are fully rested.</p><p></p><p>Anya is a little sheepish, she hunkers down next to Cas, who’s still in his pit, she has something in her hand, she whispers.</p><p></p><p>“Cas?”</p><p>The Paladin turns to her, “Mmm.”</p><p>“I have… I’ve got… I’ve got a Potion of Healing.” She opens her hand.</p><p>The Paladin nods.</p><p>“I never told… said, I should have…”</p><p>Cas nods again.</p><p>“I never meant to…” Anya sniffles a little, offers the Potion to Cas.</p><p>“Keep it.” He whispers, “in case”, smiles and then closes his eyes.</p><p></p><p>Newt overhears the exchange, pats a belt pouch at his side, the one with four Potions of Healing in it.</p><p></p><p>Time passes oh so slowly, it’s not until the middle of the afternoon that everyone is up and about again, ready for the action.</p><p></p><p>Cas calls a meeting, time to talk tactics.</p><p></p><p>“Look there’s something odd here…”</p><p>“You mean other than death and destruction at every corner.” Newt’s feeling the pain.</p><p>“Kobold’s though Newt, they’re very… co-ordinated.”</p><p>“Mmm.” Newt concedes the point.</p><p>“I think there’s something going on, you saw the Ogre, even the Stirges looked different, there’s something terrible in here, the three-fingered stuff, I think we need to press on.”</p><p>“We need to take better care of ourselves.” Ala adds.</p><p>Cas nods, “and so we need to have a better plan…”</p><p>“And you’re going to tell us what that is.” Newt folds his arms across his chest.</p><p>“No, you are.” Which takes the Gnome by surprise.</p><p>“Oh.”</p><p>“All of you. We need a little more order, we need to know what are jobs are. There’s going to be more of this, I think it’s going to get worse before it gets better.”</p><p>Silence.</p><p>“Possibly much worse.”</p><p>“How?” Anya asks.</p><p>“They’ll be waiting for us again, back at the ledge, back at the other side of the pool.”</p><p>“How do you know?”</p><p>“It’s what I’d do.”</p><p>Anya nods, “yes, same here.”</p><p>“So what do we do?” Jim asks.</p><p>“We look after each other a little better to begin with.”</p><p>Everyone nods.</p><p>“After that, well what does anyone think…”</p><p></p><p>An hour later the group are back on the rafts, this time without the light, Newt thinks he knows the way, it’s not far. They’re being as silent as they can, it’s not until they hit the far shore that the Kobolds on the ledge realise they’re there, they’ve got by them.</p><p></p><p>Fwung x lots.</p><p></p><p>The Kobold’s shots are rushed however, no hits.</p><p></p><p>Sunrods flash out into the darkness illuminating more Kobolds equally surprised they scrabble for crossbows.</p><p></p><p>Fwung x more.</p><p></p><p>Bec takes a bolt to his right thigh, a flesh wound. </p><p></p><p>“Now.” Cas shouts as Ala’s Bless spell sparkles on each of them.</p><p></p><p>Jim, Cas and Anya- march forwards, up the rocky shore, arrows and, “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile is loosed. A Kobold falls dead.</p><p></p><p>Newt meanwhile kneels behind the front line.</p><p></p><p>THWUNG</p><p></p><p>A kobold plummets off the ledge into the water.</p><p></p><p>More Kobolds scramble, it seems their ambush plans have already gone astray, a rain of javelins falls in the midst of the adventurers, Anya and Ala are nicked, both wounds mere grazes.</p><p></p><p>The Kobolds ahead reload their crossbows.</p><p></p><p>The javelin throwers, more Kobold footmen, heavily armoured, clang into the light.</p><p></p><p>BOOOOOOOOM</p><p></p><p>Newt’s Thunderstone, disrupts their charge, one goes down holding bleeding ears, another two stand about somewhat bemused, and deafened.</p><p></p><p>“SANDWICH!”</p><p></p><p>Bec Rages and charges over into the mix, his great club describes a furious arc, smashes one of the creatures to the floor.</p><p></p><p>Anya struts and poses as she strides forward, “Smidgin”, another of the Kobold Artillery bites the dust.</p><p></p><p>“CHARGEEEEEE.” Cas screams.</p><p></p><p>And everyone is up and running, including several of the Kobolds back the way they came- in retreat. Cas slices one of the heavily armoured Kobold Footmen, across its throat, the blood sprays everywhere. </p><p></p><p>Ala takes another scratch from a Kobold Footman, but the Kobolds are broken.</p><p></p><p>Thung.</p><p></p><p>Newt gets a fleeing Kobold in the back of the head, dead. “Smidgin”, another Magic Missile spirals out from Anya’s wand and finds a foe- dead.</p><p></p><p>Cas rushes at Bec who’s losing it, crashing and flailing as Kobolds scatter, grabs him by the arm, spins him round.</p><p></p><p>“After them.” He tries pointing.</p><p>Bec looks like he doesn’t understand, follows the Paladins pointing finger- to the scurrying Kobolds.</p><p>“AAAAaaaaaarrrghhhhh.”</p><p>Bec pushes Cas away from him, with enough force to knock the Paladin over, moves to stand over Cas, raises his club, drool matting the front of his armour, his face is flecked with spittle and blood, Bec shakes his head- looks again at where Cas is still pointing, and rushes after the Kobolds.</p><p></p><p>A deafened Kobold staggers into view.</p><p></p><p>Thung.</p><p></p><p>It slumps to the floor, Newt races forward grinning at Cas.</p><p></p><p>“Come on; get up lazy bones- lots to do.”</p><p></p><p>Bec reaches the slowest of the Kobolds, encased in armour, the creature looks round, just in time to see, in detail, Bec’s great club. The Kobold is smashed a good ten feet into the air, it clangs into the cavern ceiling, then wall, and falls to the floor, a twisted wreck.</p><p></p><p>Cas scrambles to his feet, points again.</p><p></p><p>“Come on, get after him.”</p><p></p><p>Jim runs by, winks, “it’s working.” Cas nods.</p><p></p><p>Ala settles for slapping the Paladin on his armoured backside.</p><p></p><p>Cas grins again and jogs after Bec and the others.</p><p></p><p>A Kobold runs into the side of the chasing group of adventurers, one of the crossbow wielding creatures from the ledge, suddenly realises who its fellow joggers are, and dodges for all it’s worth into-</p><p></p><p>SMASH</p><p></p><p>Bec’s club.</p><p></p><p>Newt meanwhile is looting all the Kobold bodies left on the shore, eight more pendants, and as many crossbow bolts as he can carry- he scurries after his comrades.</p><p></p><p>Bec charges on round the corner, to the place they met the armoured contingent the last time they came this way, there’s a lone Kobold, the sole survivor, a little way ahead, heavily armoured stumbling forward- staring back at the closing Barbarian.</p><p></p><p>The creature spins round to meet Bec, it can’t out-pace the giant-man.</p><p></p><p>“Come o… SMASH.”</p><p></p><p>The Kobold lands twenty feet away, Bec rushes on.</p><p></p><p>“Hang on.” Cas shouts, then, “Bec?”</p><p></p><p>But it’s not enough to stop the juggernaut, Bec charges on, Cas shrugs, points the way, the others catch him up, save for Newt who’s still finding corpses to loot. Cas, Jim, Anya and Ala charge after Bec.</p><p></p><p>The rough stone passage turns into a flagged corridor crafted from some reflective black stone, and through a door into a…</p><p></p><p>Huge ornately columned temple, or something like it, the walls are covered in frescoes depicting a man in blue robes, eight huge pillars carved to resemble titan size humans, in various guises, hold the ceiling aloft. </p><p></p><p>Cas, Anya, Jim and Ala slide to a stop.</p><p></p><p>“Bloody hell.” Jim manages.</p><p>“I told you there was something here.” Cas states.</p><p>“Where’s Bec?”</p><p></p><p>SMASH</p><p></p><p>“Sandwich?”</p><p></p><p>The foursome crane to see between a pair of pillars, they spot a freshly smashed door on the eastern wall of the chamber, and glimpse the hulking Barbarian disappearing within.</p><p></p><p>“That way.” Cas points, “where’s Newt?” He looks back down the passage they’ve just come from.</p><p>Ala and Jim shrug, rush off.</p><p>“Looting.” Anya states and heads off too.</p><p>Cas waits a moment, there’s no sign of the Gnome, he can’t hang around- only as strong as the weakest link, he thinks, and follows after Bec and the others.</p><p></p><p>Unseen by any of the adventurers another pair of heavily armoured Kobolds shut the door at the northern end of the temple chamber, and scurry off to tell their masters.</p><p></p><p>Bec stumbles down another wide passage, more of the black stone, two lines of statues- he rushes on, there’s a door on the right, and it’s just closing- red rag to a bull.</p><p></p><p>He slows and lurches over, smashes the door off its hinges, and onto the Kobold Footman beyond, who scrambles out from beneath it. Bec strides into… a library.</p><p></p><p>Massive stone bookcases fill the room, which is lit by a number of flaming braziers, a cluster of Kobold Footmen back away as the giant-man slashes wildly with his great club. Another cluster of Kobolds can be seen further in- a robed Kobold strides forward from this gang and points at the Barbarian.</p><p></p><p>“DO ONE.”</p><p></p><p>Black tendrils shoot from Kobold Wizard’s fingers; engulf Bec, for an instant, the Barbarian flexes and growls, the black smoke fades in an instant. </p><p></p><p>“Destroy the infidel in the name of the Abomination.” The Kobold Wizard simply states.</p><p></p><p>The three Kobold Footman guards that surround him rush over to join their comrades. The odds don’t look too good, seven to one, with one of the seven being a Wizard, still reinforcements are on the way.</p><p></p><p>SMASH</p><p></p><p>And.</p><p></p><p>CLUMP</p><p></p><p>Two of the Kobold Footmen are dead, skulls crushed, however the Barbarian takes three blows in the process, all minor injuries, he soldiers on.</p><p></p><p>WHUMP</p><p></p><p>A Magic Missile thuds into his chest, Bec staggers back, close to unconsciousness, then feels warmth flowing through him- Healing. He grins. He can feel Ala’s hand in the small of his back.</p><p></p><p>Jim however fails to find the brake, rushes, unsighted into the chamber, and into Ala, knocking the pair of them to the floor.</p><p></p><p>“Sorry.”</p><p>“Fool.”</p><p></p><p>Anya appears at the door way, throws Swish towards a Kobold Footman, “Akkat”, then points her wand, it’s never out of her hand- “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile slams into a Kobold Footman, dead.</p><p></p><p>Swish uses the impetus of Anya’s throw, roundhouse-kick’s- sort of, another Kobold Footman, cracking its skull, the Kobold slumps to the floor- dead.</p><p></p><p>The odds are looking much better now.</p><p></p><p>Cas jogs into the chamber, takes a last look behind him, “where the Pelor is Newt?” Takes in the situation, lances his longsword forward and impales another Footman, dead. </p><p></p><p>Ala stagers to her feet, the shadow of a Kobold Footman looms over, she slashes out, angrier at Jim than the Kobolds, her sword passes through the shadow which… is just a shadow- strange.</p><p></p><p>Jim scrabbles out of the room, on hands and knees, it’s getting far too busy in there, he looks up- back down the passage they’ve just come from. There are figures in the doorway, blocking their retreat.</p><p></p><p>“You guys…” Jim gets his bow out.</p><p></p><p>Back in the library a Dire Rat suddenly pops into existence, snaps its jaws at Ala, who scurries back, out of range. Anya screams, “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile thumps into the Kobold Wizard, it looks suitably annoyed.</p><p></p><p>The Kobold before Cas seems to blur, a shadow of the creature darts towards him, he reacts, the shadow dissipates, Cas struggles to present his shield to block the Kobold’s actual attack. Cas shakes his head, he’s seeing things.</p><p></p><p>Bec’s Rage subsides, his shoulders slump, suddenly aware of the amount of damage he’s taken, the two Kobold Footmen left renew their efforts.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile Newt stumbles into the Temple area, the one with the huge pillars holding the ceiling up, juggling more of three-fingered golden pendants in his hand, and chuckling.</p><p></p><p>He looks up, there’s a cluster of heavily armoured Kobolds pushing their way through a door on the eastern side of the chamber, there must be a dozen of them.</p><p></p><p>“Intruder.”</p><p></p><p>A Kobold points at him, Newt looks about, then behind him- nope, the Kobold means him. Three of the Kobolds peel off from the bunch and stride towards him- weapons drawn. These Kobolds are different, slightly taller, much more vicious looking, red scales dot their skins, hardened and glistening in the light, they’re growing their own armour- or so it seems. They’re snouts and jaws extended, huge fangs snap and clack, tasting the air as they approach.</p><p></p><p>“De…”</p><p>“Str…”</p><p>“Roy.”</p><p></p><p>The three close in for the kill.</p><p></p><p>“CAAAAAAS.”</p><p></p><p>Jim screams, there are more of them, at least a half-a-dozen of the gnashing snarling Elite Kobolds shamble into the corridor he guards.</p><p></p><p>Next Turn: The Elite.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Goonalan, post: 3757366, member: 16069"] [CENTER]Dungeon Crawl Classics #2 The Lost Vault of Tsathzar Rho An Adventure for First Level Characters[/CENTER] Turn 19: Feck, Kobolds And so the fourth day begins underground, they seem to have reached an impasse; it’s proving to be a war of attrition- hard to say yet just who’s winning. The day starts slowly, Cas and Bec are still unwell, their strength is returning, but Ala, who’s up and about now, makes the decision that the group will not go on until they are fully rested. Anya is a little sheepish, she hunkers down next to Cas, who’s still in his pit, she has something in her hand, she whispers. “Cas?” The Paladin turns to her, “Mmm.” “I have… I’ve got… I’ve got a Potion of Healing.” She opens her hand. The Paladin nods. “I never told… said, I should have…” Cas nods again. “I never meant to…” Anya sniffles a little, offers the Potion to Cas. “Keep it.” He whispers, “in case”, smiles and then closes his eyes. Newt overhears the exchange, pats a belt pouch at his side, the one with four Potions of Healing in it. Time passes oh so slowly, it’s not until the middle of the afternoon that everyone is up and about again, ready for the action. Cas calls a meeting, time to talk tactics. “Look there’s something odd here…” “You mean other than death and destruction at every corner.” Newt’s feeling the pain. “Kobold’s though Newt, they’re very… co-ordinated.” “Mmm.” Newt concedes the point. “I think there’s something going on, you saw the Ogre, even the Stirges looked different, there’s something terrible in here, the three-fingered stuff, I think we need to press on.” “We need to take better care of ourselves.” Ala adds. Cas nods, “and so we need to have a better plan…” “And you’re going to tell us what that is.” Newt folds his arms across his chest. “No, you are.” Which takes the Gnome by surprise. “Oh.” “All of you. We need a little more order, we need to know what are jobs are. There’s going to be more of this, I think it’s going to get worse before it gets better.” Silence. “Possibly much worse.” “How?” Anya asks. “They’ll be waiting for us again, back at the ledge, back at the other side of the pool.” “How do you know?” “It’s what I’d do.” Anya nods, “yes, same here.” “So what do we do?” Jim asks. “We look after each other a little better to begin with.” Everyone nods. “After that, well what does anyone think…” An hour later the group are back on the rafts, this time without the light, Newt thinks he knows the way, it’s not far. They’re being as silent as they can, it’s not until they hit the far shore that the Kobolds on the ledge realise they’re there, they’ve got by them. Fwung x lots. The Kobold’s shots are rushed however, no hits. Sunrods flash out into the darkness illuminating more Kobolds equally surprised they scrabble for crossbows. Fwung x more. Bec takes a bolt to his right thigh, a flesh wound. “Now.” Cas shouts as Ala’s Bless spell sparkles on each of them. Jim, Cas and Anya- march forwards, up the rocky shore, arrows and, “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile is loosed. A Kobold falls dead. Newt meanwhile kneels behind the front line. THWUNG A kobold plummets off the ledge into the water. More Kobolds scramble, it seems their ambush plans have already gone astray, a rain of javelins falls in the midst of the adventurers, Anya and Ala are nicked, both wounds mere grazes. The Kobolds ahead reload their crossbows. The javelin throwers, more Kobold footmen, heavily armoured, clang into the light. BOOOOOOOOM Newt’s Thunderstone, disrupts their charge, one goes down holding bleeding ears, another two stand about somewhat bemused, and deafened. “SANDWICH!” Bec Rages and charges over into the mix, his great club describes a furious arc, smashes one of the creatures to the floor. Anya struts and poses as she strides forward, “Smidgin”, another of the Kobold Artillery bites the dust. “CHARGEEEEEE.” Cas screams. And everyone is up and running, including several of the Kobolds back the way they came- in retreat. Cas slices one of the heavily armoured Kobold Footmen, across its throat, the blood sprays everywhere. Ala takes another scratch from a Kobold Footman, but the Kobolds are broken. Thung. Newt gets a fleeing Kobold in the back of the head, dead. “Smidgin”, another Magic Missile spirals out from Anya’s wand and finds a foe- dead. Cas rushes at Bec who’s losing it, crashing and flailing as Kobolds scatter, grabs him by the arm, spins him round. “After them.” He tries pointing. Bec looks like he doesn’t understand, follows the Paladins pointing finger- to the scurrying Kobolds. “AAAAaaaaaarrrghhhhh.” Bec pushes Cas away from him, with enough force to knock the Paladin over, moves to stand over Cas, raises his club, drool matting the front of his armour, his face is flecked with spittle and blood, Bec shakes his head- looks again at where Cas is still pointing, and rushes after the Kobolds. A deafened Kobold staggers into view. Thung. It slumps to the floor, Newt races forward grinning at Cas. “Come on; get up lazy bones- lots to do.” Bec reaches the slowest of the Kobolds, encased in armour, the creature looks round, just in time to see, in detail, Bec’s great club. The Kobold is smashed a good ten feet into the air, it clangs into the cavern ceiling, then wall, and falls to the floor, a twisted wreck. Cas scrambles to his feet, points again. “Come on, get after him.” Jim runs by, winks, “it’s working.” Cas nods. Ala settles for slapping the Paladin on his armoured backside. Cas grins again and jogs after Bec and the others. A Kobold runs into the side of the chasing group of adventurers, one of the crossbow wielding creatures from the ledge, suddenly realises who its fellow joggers are, and dodges for all it’s worth into- SMASH Bec’s club. Newt meanwhile is looting all the Kobold bodies left on the shore, eight more pendants, and as many crossbow bolts as he can carry- he scurries after his comrades. Bec charges on round the corner, to the place they met the armoured contingent the last time they came this way, there’s a lone Kobold, the sole survivor, a little way ahead, heavily armoured stumbling forward- staring back at the closing Barbarian. The creature spins round to meet Bec, it can’t out-pace the giant-man. “Come o… SMASH.” The Kobold lands twenty feet away, Bec rushes on. “Hang on.” Cas shouts, then, “Bec?” But it’s not enough to stop the juggernaut, Bec charges on, Cas shrugs, points the way, the others catch him up, save for Newt who’s still finding corpses to loot. Cas, Jim, Anya and Ala charge after Bec. The rough stone passage turns into a flagged corridor crafted from some reflective black stone, and through a door into a… Huge ornately columned temple, or something like it, the walls are covered in frescoes depicting a man in blue robes, eight huge pillars carved to resemble titan size humans, in various guises, hold the ceiling aloft. Cas, Anya, Jim and Ala slide to a stop. “Bloody hell.” Jim manages. “I told you there was something here.” Cas states. “Where’s Bec?” SMASH “Sandwich?” The foursome crane to see between a pair of pillars, they spot a freshly smashed door on the eastern wall of the chamber, and glimpse the hulking Barbarian disappearing within. “That way.” Cas points, “where’s Newt?” He looks back down the passage they’ve just come from. Ala and Jim shrug, rush off. “Looting.” Anya states and heads off too. Cas waits a moment, there’s no sign of the Gnome, he can’t hang around- only as strong as the weakest link, he thinks, and follows after Bec and the others. Unseen by any of the adventurers another pair of heavily armoured Kobolds shut the door at the northern end of the temple chamber, and scurry off to tell their masters. Bec stumbles down another wide passage, more of the black stone, two lines of statues- he rushes on, there’s a door on the right, and it’s just closing- red rag to a bull. He slows and lurches over, smashes the door off its hinges, and onto the Kobold Footman beyond, who scrambles out from beneath it. Bec strides into… a library. Massive stone bookcases fill the room, which is lit by a number of flaming braziers, a cluster of Kobold Footmen back away as the giant-man slashes wildly with his great club. Another cluster of Kobolds can be seen further in- a robed Kobold strides forward from this gang and points at the Barbarian. “DO ONE.” Black tendrils shoot from Kobold Wizard’s fingers; engulf Bec, for an instant, the Barbarian flexes and growls, the black smoke fades in an instant. “Destroy the infidel in the name of the Abomination.” The Kobold Wizard simply states. The three Kobold Footman guards that surround him rush over to join their comrades. The odds don’t look too good, seven to one, with one of the seven being a Wizard, still reinforcements are on the way. SMASH And. CLUMP Two of the Kobold Footmen are dead, skulls crushed, however the Barbarian takes three blows in the process, all minor injuries, he soldiers on. WHUMP A Magic Missile thuds into his chest, Bec staggers back, close to unconsciousness, then feels warmth flowing through him- Healing. He grins. He can feel Ala’s hand in the small of his back. Jim however fails to find the brake, rushes, unsighted into the chamber, and into Ala, knocking the pair of them to the floor. “Sorry.” “Fool.” Anya appears at the door way, throws Swish towards a Kobold Footman, “Akkat”, then points her wand, it’s never out of her hand- “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile slams into a Kobold Footman, dead. Swish uses the impetus of Anya’s throw, roundhouse-kick’s- sort of, another Kobold Footman, cracking its skull, the Kobold slumps to the floor- dead. The odds are looking much better now. Cas jogs into the chamber, takes a last look behind him, “where the Pelor is Newt?” Takes in the situation, lances his longsword forward and impales another Footman, dead. Ala stagers to her feet, the shadow of a Kobold Footman looms over, she slashes out, angrier at Jim than the Kobolds, her sword passes through the shadow which… is just a shadow- strange. Jim scrabbles out of the room, on hands and knees, it’s getting far too busy in there, he looks up- back down the passage they’ve just come from. There are figures in the doorway, blocking their retreat. “You guys…” Jim gets his bow out. Back in the library a Dire Rat suddenly pops into existence, snaps its jaws at Ala, who scurries back, out of range. Anya screams, “Smidgin”, a Magic Missile thumps into the Kobold Wizard, it looks suitably annoyed. The Kobold before Cas seems to blur, a shadow of the creature darts towards him, he reacts, the shadow dissipates, Cas struggles to present his shield to block the Kobold’s actual attack. Cas shakes his head, he’s seeing things. Bec’s Rage subsides, his shoulders slump, suddenly aware of the amount of damage he’s taken, the two Kobold Footmen left renew their efforts. Meanwhile Newt stumbles into the Temple area, the one with the huge pillars holding the ceiling up, juggling more of three-fingered golden pendants in his hand, and chuckling. He looks up, there’s a cluster of heavily armoured Kobolds pushing their way through a door on the eastern side of the chamber, there must be a dozen of them. “Intruder.” A Kobold points at him, Newt looks about, then behind him- nope, the Kobold means him. Three of the Kobolds peel off from the bunch and stride towards him- weapons drawn. These Kobolds are different, slightly taller, much more vicious looking, red scales dot their skins, hardened and glistening in the light, they’re growing their own armour- or so it seems. They’re snouts and jaws extended, huge fangs snap and clack, tasting the air as they approach. “De…” “Str…” “Roy.” The three close in for the kill. “CAAAAAAS.” Jim screams, there are more of them, at least a half-a-dozen of the gnashing snarling Elite Kobolds shamble into the corridor he guards. Next Turn: The Elite. [/QUOTE]
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The Goodman Gang in The Mysterious Tower
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