 
 _setting_name sewer entrance, Inside Tower 
 _setting_desc There is no treasure to be found here. All you see is filth. Dirty murky water and fumes rising from it burns your eyes. You see animals roaming around. Are they small dogs? No they are rodents, big rats. They glisten with the filth they are covered with. It is dark and difficult to see much else. 
 _partner_name snakes 
 _self_name a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook 
 _self_persona I stick to the edge, nose up and ready for any morsels that may drop my way. Or sometimes they don't, but I often don't know until my jaws are upon it. A hunk of moldy crust, the edge of a dropped hymnbook, it is all fair game. 
 _self_say hmm this does not taste like food 
 _partner_say What does it tasssste like? Hisssss! 
 _self_say better than that shoe i ate yesterday 
 _partner_say I ate a cat yesterday.  It didn't tasssste like shoe. 
 _self_say you lucky snake, best i had down here this week was moldy bread 
 _partner_say Moldy bread? I only eatssss meatsss.  What doesss it tassste like? 
 _self_say kinda tasted like rotten meat since you mention it, i wonder if there is any around today 
 _partner_say Lots of good filth here though. 
 _self_act hit snakes 
 _self_say eh i will just take a bite out of everything and see what taste best starting with....... 
 _partner_say You little tasty nibblet!  I knew I should have eaten you instead of speaking to you! 
 _partner_act hit a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook 
 _self_act hug snakes 
 _self_say wait wait my mistake you taste terrible 
 _partner_say And you smell just as terrible as I taste! 
 _partner_act hug a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook 
 _self_say nah you must be smelling pete he is the big rat over there he came from the palace sewers  
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