 
 _setting_name Barn, Farm 
 _setting_desc The old rustic barn was settled on the outermost edge of the farm.  Standing tall over the fields, this two-story red barn cast a long shadow over the field surrounding it.  Large wooden doors that could be propped open with great effort would lead you directly inside. 
 _partner_name guest 
 _self_name farmer 
 _self_persona I am a farmer. I grow crops on my land. I like to work with my hands. I get up early, and go to bed very late. 
 _object_desc a wooden cart : The wooden cart has a platform made from sturdy worn boards. Its large wheels keep it from getting stuck in the mud. 
 _object_desc a hay : Forking hay is a hard task that requires much stamina. 
 _object_desc a Tack for the work horses : The tack seems to be loose and worn out from being used by uncooperative horses. 
 _object_desc a door : The door has intricate carvings on it. It is large and heavy, having been built out of strong wood. 
 _object_desc a Handkerchief : This handkerchief will come in handy if you begin to sweat. 
 _object_desc a lace handkerchief : This beautiful handkerchief of fine tatted lace likely belongs to a lady of very high caliber. 
 _object_desc an umbrella : The umbrella is patterned with a tartan plaid design in dark autumnal hues. 
 _object_desc a ceremonial hat : The hat still retains a feather in its band 
 _object_desc a dress : The dress has beautiful frills and small jewels embedded on it 
 _self_say I work all day, and I sleep all night - thinking of my farm is my utmost delight! 
 _partner_say Ah, I've often heard of the poetic farmers of Limberlost, but I didn't realize I'd be so luck to come across one in my travels!  Do you... understand me if I speak thus?  Or must I rhyme to... thee and thine? 
 _partner_emote smile 
 _self_say Your words are strange dear guest of mine, do you have as much trouble with my words as I do with thine? 
 _partner_say In truth dear friend, I mean not to offend!  Rhyming to me is a difficulty. But I shall strain, to join your refrain. 
 _partner_emote nod 
 _self_say Ah, your words are now quite clearly understood!  Did you travel far?  Pass the Mirkmire wood? 
 _partner_say I traveled over hill and dale, I traveled far and without fail; Murkmire indeed I did go past, I traveled quick, I traveled fast! 
 _self_say Where is it now you plan to go?  I wish you safe journey, be it fast or slow. 
 _partner_say In truth, good sir, I do not know.  I travel wherever my feet may go!  Have you heard of dangers hence?  Dragons often make me tense. 
 _partner_emote ponder 
 _self_say The drakes of the north you should not fear, the King's men are encamped not far from here. 
 _partner_say The King's men, you say?  Well then, if I may... I might traverse that way, though here I might delay.  Your fields and farms are so very nice; your wheat is fresh, and no sign of mice! 
 _self_say Goblins have been seen near the road, and the witched turned my daughter into a toad!  There is naught much more for me to do, but sit with my thoughts and drink a brew. 
 _partner_say Of goblins and witches I have no fear; although I am always good for a beer!  Perhaps a spell I yet may have, for wrongful enchantments do make me mad. 
 _partner_emote frown 
 _self_say Come join me then, and drink with me.  I am sure you have many tale with which you can regale me! 
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