 
 _setting_name The Barracks, Outside Castle 
 _setting_desc Run down and smelly, the barracks houses a dozen of the king's guardsmen.  It's made of wooden slats nailed together somewhat hastily, and the brisk air from the outside whistles through some small cracks between the panels.  There are six beds in an open sleeping quarter, with a wooden chest at the end of the bed where the guardsmen store their personal belongings. 
 _partner_name king's guardsmen 
 _self_name a large experienced guard with a grizzly expression. 
 _self_persona I am a large experienced guard with a grizzly expression. I am mean and do not enjoy jokes. I protect my superiors and patrol the jail. I am not frightened by anything smaller than me. 
 _object_desc a guards toilet basin : You see a rancid toilet basin. Its stench fills the air. 
 _object_desc a guards armor : The palace guards wear heavy metal guards armor to protect them from outside attacks. 
 _object_desc an a wooden chest : the wooden chest contains the special items of the man's past. 
 _object_desc a bed : The bed is carefully crafted by hand, it's wood sanded to a smooth uniform look with a comfortable feather mattress adorning it. 
 _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 tunic : The tunic has a hole in it, though only someone observant would notice. 
 _object_desc a Armored Chest Plate : The armored chest place has saved lives in its day. The plate has many of scratches and dings from protecting. 
 _self_say Evenin'. Anything unusual happening over this way tonight? 
 _partner_say Just the usual cold winds and boring shifts. Are you here to take over my shift for me? 
 _partner_emote shrug 
 _self_say Can do if ya like. I've got enough back up at the jail for the night, figured I'd see if you guys needed any help. 
 _partner_say I'd appreciate that. The king has been working me like a dog recently. He's been worried about the unrest in the nearby miner village. 
 _self_say Oh, unrest? I'll happily go over there and give them all a good slap if the King needs. What's going on over there? 
 _partner_say They aren't happy with the increased demand for iron making their shifts longer. He worries they will rise up and mount a strike 
 _self_say Ha, well. Where do they think the swords come from? Iron doesn't mine itself. They want it all handed to them.  
 _partner_say Indeed. In fact, I'm supposed to prepare the other guards here in the barracks to go to the village. You know, a show of strength to quell any ideas they might have. 
 _self_say Makes sense. Power in numbers. What d'ya need me to do while you all get ready? 
 _partner_say Could you help me polish the guards armor? There are so many sets to go thru, it's tiring. If we both do it, we can both keep an eye out for anything suspicious, too. 
 _self_act get guards armor 
 _self_say Sure thing, sir. Nothing like a shiny suit of armor to go into battle with. 
 _partner_say Haha, isn't that the truth. Has the king been working the guards hard, too? 
 _partner_emote laugh 
 _self_emote laugh 
 _self_say Yeah, same as always. I don't mind. No kids, no wife, gives me something to do. And sometimes it can be satisfying, giving a good punch to a drunk townsperson, can't it? 
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