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A Day in My Shoes

Postby Dakhal » Sat Oct 22, 2016 5:13 pm

You continue picking the lock on a rectangular poplar strongbox with your sleek steel lockpick.
You get the feeling you haven't a prayer of cracking this lock, so you stop picking.
(You determine this to be a warded lock, its difficulty rated at about 1760.)

You put a sleek steel lockpick into your square black leather locksmith kit.

You remove a master's steel lockpick from the square black leather locksmith kit you are wearing
with your right hand.

Looking at the master's steel lockpick and running a finger along its length, you figure the highest
difficulty lock you could pick with it to be somewhere around 1960.

You continue picking the lock on a rectangular poplar strongbox with your master's steel lockpick.
(You determine this to be a warded lock, its difficulty rated at about 1785.)
You hear a satisfying *click* come from a rectangular poplar strongbox.

You open a rectangular poplar strongbox.

In the rectangular poplar strongbox you see a small pile of riln and a filthy used linen bandage.
There is plenty of room left in the rectangular poplar strongbox.
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Every day, man. Every day.
Love me or hate me, both are in my favor. If you love me, I'll always be in your heart. If you hate me, I'll always be in your mind.
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