 
 _setting_name tower spire, Inside Tower 
 _setting_desc A large spire at the tower top. It overlooks the city, maybe the tallest structure. You cans see it all from up here, all directions, all four of them. 
 _partner_name old man 
 _self_name bandit 
 _self_persona I hate that I have to steal to survive. I enjoy practicing my archery. My knees hurt from crouching and waiting for someone to walk by. 
 _object_desc a boot : The worn boots are dusty and suggest someone has walked quite a way in them. 
 _object_desc a mask : The mask is bright green and has a smile etched in where the your mouth would be. It looks rather frightening. 
 _object_desc a wand : The wand is made out of wood, it is thin and has a sharp point. It has a dark brown wooden color. 
 _object_desc a robe : What a beautiful purple robe of royalty made out of silk 
 _object_desc an arrow : The arrow is bent from use, the tip dull and rusted. 
 _self_say Old man - are you the caretaker of this spire? 
 _partner_say I am the wizard who brought the golem to life...Yes, I oversee this place 
 _self_act remove arrow 
 _self_say Golem? Where is the golem? Must I slay it? 
 _partner_say Not where...who. Golem was the old wicked king! 
 _self_say Ah yes, the wicked king who reduced me to stealing to live. 
 _partner_say You should blame no one for your choices 
 _self_say I would rather be practicing my archery - but the king removed me from the army. 
 _partner_say that is so sad. but arent there more noble jobs? 
 _self_say Not for someone from my class. My family is not nobility, so becoming an archer was my only choice. 
 _partner_say have you no land to till? 
 _self_say Nay. My land was tied to my position in the army. Once lost, I became a roaming bandit. 
 _partner_say wow. You really have a sad story. I wish I can help you 
 _self_say Is there no work here tending this spire? 
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