".. oh christ, now it says go back that way. Just where _is_ this dungeon, anyways? I don't know how far I can drag this sword, and my loincloth keeps blowing in the wind!"
"Hey, at least you're well ventilated.. I'm sweating like a pig! What idiot decreed that wizards always have to wear dark robes in summer -- do you have any idea what I smell like right now?"
"Actually, yes, I do.""
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