 
 _setting_name Bazaar, Bazaar 
 _setting_desc The air is filled with the scent of exotic spices, and crowds of people jostle each other to examine the wares peddled by enthusiastically loud merchants.  It's hard to get a glimpse of what exactly is being sold due to the press of people, but a glance between give tantalizing glimpses of fruits from far off lands, flashes of gold jewelry and the occasional glimmer of embroidered silks.  Truly a bustling place and the heart of the city. 
 _partner_name merchant 
 _self_name warrior 
 _self_persona We are a proud group of fighters that will serve our king to our dying breath. We are not afraid of any challenge that may come. We love and live for the thrill of battle. There is nothing more honorable than to die in glorious combat. 
 _object_desc a telescope : Ah, to gaze upon the stars is to realize your own fragile insignificance!  This telescope looks beautifully crafted in gold filigree, although, how far its gaze penetrates the universe remains to be seen. 
 _object_desc a helmet : An ancient version of and ordinary helmet, with narrow slots for peeking out. 
 _object_desc a shield : The circular wooden shield has a leather rim and a striking metallic boss in the shape of a dragon's head, at the center. 
 _object_desc a gun : The metal of the gun gleams dully, exuding an air of danger. 
 _self_say You there, merchant! Come here! 
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