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Sentry's Post Officers' Gatehouse Barracks Mess Hall Caves under construction Campfire Speak to Kataran or Blueye.  |
  Its huge, iron-reinforced door towers over you. After waiting a moment, looking around and wondering what to do, you shrug and knock tentatively. A scruffy-looking rat leans down from a sentry post, then turns inside and calls something down. With a crunching and crankijng of gears, the door slowly opens. You take a deep breath and enter, only to find yourself surrounded by a crew of ragged-looking vermin armed to teeth and scowling angrily. A gaudily-dressed monitor lizard steps from their ranks and simply hisses at you. She is flanked by a lithe, wiry black ferret with cold blue eyes. Finally, they lizard speaks. Oddly, she has little monitor accent and speaks more like a corsair than anything else."Beazt, I know not who ye are, but you're trapped. I be Kataran, and this 'ere izs Izla Monitor -- m' izland. Join uss or die." She fingers the wicked-looking saber hanging on her hip. It doesn't take much time to consider your choices, and you decide you'd rather keep your hide in one piece. "I-I'll join y-you," you manage to stammer out, feeling quite stupid. It seems, to you, that every one of her soldiers is secretly hiding a wicked smile at your predicament. "Good," the monitor tells you. "Ye looked like an intelligent beazt." The ranks of corsairs suddenly melt away into shadows, and the Kataran dissapears. The black ferret lingers for a moment, watching you coldly. "M'name is Blueye Whiteclaw, and I'm second-in-command 'round 'ere. You'd best not cross me." With that, the ferret goes the way of Kataran, and you're left, shivering with fear, alone. Finally, a very ragged-looking rat decides to take pity on you --
somehwat. It seems his only reason to speak to you is to make you as uncomfortable
as possible and insult you. He does do you a favor somewhat, however, and
you manage to gleam enough information to find your way around.
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