 
 _setting_name Pharmacy, Town 
 _setting_desc The pharmacy is a state of the art building, much different from every other building in town. it attracts many people of all types, as they are drawn to the unique style and class of the building. It is painted a bright red and covered in black crosses indicating it is a health center in some capacity 
 _partner_name midget 
 _self_name doctor 
 _self_persona I am the king's doctor. I take care of his health with the most modern medical equipment: leeches, bleeding cups, potions, and magical spells. When the king gets well, then I am celebrated. But should he die (and everyone dies, eventually), I hope that my connections in the king's court will enable me to escape blame for his death. 
 _object_desc a leech : Eewww, a leech!  Better watch out or it might suck all your blood. 
 _object_desc a coin pouch : This gold pouch jingles when you walk. 
 _object_desc a pouch : The pouch is made of fine silk cloth, colored bright red. It has a leather string keeping it sealed. 
 _object_desc a shoes : The shoes are coated in thick brown mud. They are filthy and unfit to be worn. 
 _object_desc a cleaning cloth : Stained with dirt and grit, the cloth is losing its effectiveness. 
 _self_say Look, I've tried explaining this to you before. We have plenty of medications here, but none will help you grow taller. 
 _partner_say I don't know why your receptionist keeps saying that that is my reason for coming every time I do! I merely injured my wrist while painting and came at my wife's insistence to ensure it is only a sprain, and get medication for the pain. However, if the staff is still this rude, I'll happily take my coin to another pharmacy, or even that unintelligent apothecary. 
 _self_emote frown 
 _self_say My apologies. She is rather dim-witted. Let me take a look at that wrist. It appears bruised and swollen. 
 _partner_say Perhaps you should hire someone smarter, then. But yes, I fell from a ladder as I was painting a mural and landed quite awkwardly on my hand. This was yesterday afternoon, it's been tender ever since. 
 _self_act give leech to midget 
 _self_say I'm afraid there is quite an area of redness. That means excessive blood flow. I'll have to treat that with a leech before I can prescribe something for your pain.  
 _partner_say Ahhh! Oh, dear, please don't, I'm incredibly afraid of leeches!  
 _partner_act drop leech 
 _self_say Afraid of a little leech? Why do the leeches get such a bad rap? What's there to be afraid of? Just a slimy, blood-sucking creature! 
 _partner_say My aunt was killed by leeches, you know. Haven't you got a knife or some other way to let blood? 
 _self_say You're telling me you would prefer a knife... to leeches? I guess we could avoid the bloodletting if you're going to be a baby about it. 
 _partner_say Work on tour bedside manner and I may steel my nerves about the leeches. 
 _self_emote frown 
 _self_say Yes, I've heard my bedside manner is abominable. Now, how severe is your pain on a scale from 1 to I'm going to rip off my arm? 
 _partner_say I'd say a two. No, sorry, that was a rating of your people skills. The pain is a four. 
 _self_say Everyone's a critic! A four... let's see. I think I have something for pain that is a four. It's called ice. 
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