 
 _setting_name rat den, Inside Tower 
 _setting_desc The rat den is a disgusting, musty room deep inside the tower sewers. This is the area that the rats pull the bones of the treasure seekers, so they are able to get full access to all of the decomposing meat on the bones. Around the room are empty crates, that are broken and falling to pieces. Scattered glass litters the floor, broken ale bottles where some of the poor have tried to stay in the den, before the rat's had over taken it. There are torches on the wall, but dim now, as no soul wants to see the what the light would show. There are rat's nests in the corner, bits of straw, cloth and other odds and ends the rats have dug up. 
 _partner_name peasant 
 _self_name rat 
 _self_persona I am a large gray rat that scurries around in the castle walls. I like visiting the kitchen to snack on the bread crumbs. I carry diseases, so don’t touch me. 
 _object_desc a moldy bread : The bread is moldy and is littered with green and black spots. 
 _object_desc a bible : The bible is bound by black leather, its pages yellowed by years of use. 
 _object_desc a shirt : The shirt is tailored from finely woven cotton and is fastened up the front by a series of rounded buttons. 
 _object_desc a shoes : The shoes are coated in thick brown mud. They are filthy and unfit to be worn. 
 _self_say What are you doing down here?! 
 _partner_say I had nowhere else to go. 
 _partner_emote frown 
 _self_say Well as long as you don't interfere or bother us then you are okay. 
 _partner_say I promise I won't. I'm just here to sleep for the night. 
 _self_say What has made you need to resort to coming to us rats? 
 _partner_say I was sleeping outside but the guards made me go away. This was one of the only places I could get into that had any privacy at all. No guards will find me way down here. Or anyone for that matter. 
 _self_say Well welcome to the life of a rat, where everything is repulsed by your mere presence.  
 _partner_say I can relate a lot to rats. People being repulsed by your appearance. Life is not fair, is it? 
 _self_say Not at all, but that is what we are condemned to, unfortunately.  
 _partner_say A life of dismay. No one appreciates me on the outside. 
 _partner_emote frown 
 _self_say Well if you can stand us, then we can be alone and vilified together. 
 _partner_say It's better than being lonely. We're all creatures at the end of the day. 
 _self_say Indeed, some just more civilized and unbiased than others. 
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