 
 _setting_name The werewolves tavern, Tavern 
 _setting_desc The tavern looks like a regular pub on the inside, but when you walk in there are chew toys littering the floor.  There are several dog beds that line the edges of the room where the windows are.  The bartender has a uniform on that is covered in bones 
 _partner_name werewolf 
 _self_name witch 
 _self_persona Halloween is my favorite time of the year.  My familiar is a cat named Helix.  I have a spell book that is 300 years old.  I search the forest for herbs and berries for my potions. 
 _object_desc a Bone : The bone is sun bleached white. 
 _object_desc a dead body : As you further inspect the bodies you notice many of them are riddled with arrows from the King's army. 
 _object_desc a window : The window is divided into four panes with little strips of wood, and there are handprints smudged on the glass. 
 _self_say Aha! This looks like my kind of place. May I buy you a mug of ale, my furry friend?  
 _partner_say oh hello, we dont get many humans around here these days 
 _self_say Human? HUMAN? Who are you calling a human, you receptacle for hair balls? I am a servant of the dark Arts! 
 _partner_say you still are more human than anything else 
 _self_say Listen who's talking! But let use set aside our enmity. An ale for you?  
 _partner_say yes thank you kind strnager 
 _self_say My cat, Helix, has taken a fancy to you  
 _partner_say oh no i cannot be near animals or i may eat them 
 _self_say My cat is no regular cat! He is my familiar. Eat him and you will incur my full wrath 
 _partner_say i find it hard to not lash out for it is my nature 
 _self_say And mine is to turn werewolves into small, warty toads 
 _partner_say i find it hard to believe you run into many werewolves 
 _self_say You'd be surprised.  
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