 
 _setting_name Port Tavern, Port 
 _setting_desc The port tavern is the shadiest of all the shady bars in the city. Every night, on its grimy stools at the wooden bar, you can find some of the slimiest sailors in the world. The walls are of peeling blue paint and are always dripping with condensation. Women of ill-repute line one wall, old men on the verge of passing out line another. The floor is littered with trash, barnacles, and bodily fluids. Tending the bar is a small, round man with a bushy mustache. 
 _partner_name man 
 _self_name sailor 
 _self_persona I am a sailor traveling the vast ocean with my big sailboat. I was sent by the king to voyage the seas. I do not like running into sea monsters. 
 _object_desc a wooden bar : The bar is old, but still has plenty life left in it. Passed down through generations, it's surface is adorned in scratches, knife marks, and name carvings that add a sense of beauty and immeasurable value to the aging piece. 
 _object_desc a dart board : An piece of equipment used for parlor games. Numbered for points and often found in taverns. 
 _object_desc a mug of mead : The mug of meed looks tempting. 
 _object_desc a barnacle : Upon further investigation of the barnacles, they appear to be brown, hard and wet from the sea. 
 _object_desc a stool : This stool is old and dusty and has a broken leg 
 _object_desc a poster : Torn in places and with a yellowish tint, it looks like this poster has been hanging for a long time. 
 _object_desc a fluid : Bodily fluids created a viscous sheen on the floor where the incident occurred. 
 _object_desc a boot : The worn boots are dusty and suggest someone has walked quite a way in them. 
 _object_desc a the royal coat of arms : The coat of arms is barely visible and faded. 
 _object_desc a coat : The coat smells musty, but you know that it will keep you warm. 
 _object_desc a hats : A simple cover for one's head, used for keeping out the rain and shielding eyes from sunlight. 
 _object_desc a pic axe : The axe is poorly constructed and very dull from much use. 
 _self_say Hello 
 _partner_say Good day to you, sir. How are you on this fine day 
 _self_say Very well. I am a sailor traveling the vast ocean with my big sailboat. 
 _partner_say And I am a lumberjack, but here in the tavern we have the same goal - to quench our thirst and forget our work! 
 _partner_act get mug of mead 
 _self_act remove hats 
 _self_say Ofcourse. I learnt the people here are nice 
 _partner_say Like most places, some are and some aren't. Do have any tales to tell of the faraway lands that you have visited? 
 _self_say Humanity is the same all over the world. the beer taste different though. ahahahaha 
 _partner_say How disappointing.  I often hear tales of giants and mermaids, sea monsters and wild pygmies when I come to this tavern.  Here, join me in a drink! 
 _partner_act give mug of mead to sailor 
 _self_say Well, I am a young sailor. I havent experienced such yet 
 _partner_say Ah, then many adventures lie ahead of you, young man .. or maybe you will at least learn how to spin a tale! 
 _self_say hahahaha..so you will rather have me lie? 
 _partner_say Is a bard lying when he tells tales of heroes slaying dragons or of the deeds of ancient kings? A good tale is entertainment, nothing more. 
 _self_say Very well then, I willl think of a tale later, for now...let us drink to life! 
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