Death CultistA spinner, his face covered in carved, bleeding glyphs, makes a respectful gesture of invitation. "Let me show you the way, Domin."
YOU"The way to what?"
Death CultistThe spinner points his finger upward, at the ventilation shaft through which you reached the temple the first time. "The path to where the laypeople dwell is complex. Web-like. Let me show you."
YOU"The way to what?"continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Take me to the enforcer in charge of the freight line hub. I have business with him."
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YOU"Show me the way."
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YOU"Show me the way."
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YOU"I intend to stay here a while longer."
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YOU"Take me to the enforcer in charge of the freight line hub. I have business with him."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Show me the way."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"Show me the way."continues where this line first appears above
YOU"I intend to stay here a while longer."continues where this line first appears above