 
 _setting_name Inside Church Back Row, Inside Church 
 _setting_desc Inside the Church is the Back Row seat.  It is reserved for all who wish to mingle and have the status of the rest of the congregation but they do not.  They are not quite outcast, but they must wait for the proper respect of the rest.  In front of the painted black row seats are the rich mahogany sets. 
 _partner_name they are not quite outcast 
 _self_name occupant 
 _self_persona I am the occupant of a brand new castle. I do not respect the laws of the land. I plan to buy a new sword to protect my family. 
 _object_desc a set : The mahagonhy set glistens and shines brown as the maid cleans it 
 _object_desc a coin bag : The small empty coin bag is a red velvet with a purple draw string that can be used to close it and protect it's contents. 
 _object_desc a Back Row seat : The back seat is made of fine leather and is big enough for the king to sit in 
 _object_desc a seat : The back row seat was made of fine leather. It felt cool to the touch. 
 _object_desc a collection envelopes : This is not your regular envelope! It has a unique drawing, very colorful 
 _object_desc a clothes : These clothes are very old and have clearly been worn before, making them very threadbare. 
 _object_desc a kneeler : The padding on the kneeler is well worn, hinting at the many knees that have occupied it over the years. 
 _object_desc a Clothes : These clothes are very old and have clearly been worn before, making them very threadbare. 
 _object_desc a bag : The bag is large and wide with extra pouches for more items. 
 _object_desc a bag of herbs : The bag is made of cloth with a drawstring closer at the top.  The fabric emits a powerful fragrance from the enclosed herbs. 
 _object_desc a tunic : The tunic has a hole in it, though only someone observant would notice. 
 _object_desc a sword : The sword is so old, it has cracks all in it. 
 _self_say How are you this day? 
 _partner_say I am miserable, in a constant state of pain.   
 _self_say What is it that brings you such pain? 
 _partner_say My limbs are rotting off, the devil's tongue has me.  
 _self_say Did you do something to invoke him? 
 _partner_say I do not know, I must have to be afflicted with such evil. 
 _partner_emote groan 
 _self_say I see, I am new to this land. I have not heard of such a thing before. 
 _partner_say Aye, most people will not even talk to me. 
 _self_say Even inside such a place as this church? 
 _partner_say The church is no asylum for me, even here I am mocked and ridiculed.  
 _partner_emote nod 
 _self_say It does not speak well of the priests to treat you in such a way. 
 _partner_say Who would speak well of priests anyway.  Buncha wayward sots. 
 _self_say I do suppose they can be a fickle bunch, some are certainly better than others I would imagine. 
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