If it was Monday, a package of fragrant food, signed with the name "Keliandra," lay neatly on the table in the main hall among other packages. There was also a Sunday newspaper available to read for 1 action point (and let the Monday one be available too).
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I believed Plesen without question, without even checking anything. And I cowardly ran away from Garret) Damn Garret! I don't know who he is, but I'd choose the gallows over him!