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Noun Verb Adjective
Brekekekex, koax, koax! by Rybread
Release 1 / Serial number 260828 / Inform 7 v10.1.2 / D
Inform 7 v10.1.2
Identification number: ////
Interpreter version 1.3.7 / VM 3.1.3
Glulx Image Centering version 4 by Emily Short

>look
Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (closed) here.

>x pull
You can't see any such thing.

>* i
That's not a verb I recognise.

>i
You are carrying:
  LIGHT (providing light)
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x light
An embodiment of the noun light, casting a glow. It looks like a small lighter but you know better.

>x badge
A holographic foil that let's everyone know you are here to plunder. Well, maybe these days it's to solve a deduction mystery, click on some choices, or some other hogwash. Harrumph. At least this world has treasure. 

The badge seems somewhat immaterial as it covers near your chest, but your fingers go right through it.

>x me
As good-looking as ever.

>take badge
You already have that.

>l
Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (closed) here.

>about
Rybread returns. Funemployment has let me tackle Inform 7 or at least try. This adventure is really a puzzle-fest inspired by decades of ideas and a recent reread of the Renga in Blue blog. Some of those early games were brutal, but those eureka moments must have felt so sweet. I couldn't find a title I liked and there are far fewer noun/verb/adjectives than I had originally envisioned, but Counterfeit Monkey is such an inspiration! I'm on bluesky as videogame.af if you want to reach out.

>credits
Rybread returns. Funemployment has let me tackle Inform 7 or at least try. This adventure is really a puzzle-fest inspired by decades of ideas and a recent reread of the Renga in Blue blog. Some of those early games were brutal, but those eureka moments must have felt so sweet. I couldn't find a title I liked and there are far fewer noun/verb/adjectives than I had originally envisioned, but Counterfeit Monkey is such an inspiration! I'm on bluesky as videogame.af if you want to reach out.

>look
Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (closed) here.

>x raod
You can't see any such thing.

>x road
You can't see any such thing.

>x model
A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familiar.

>take it
That's fixed in place.

>x mailbox
A teeny tiny mailbox.

The waif slinks off, a jingle with each step.

>open box
You open small mailbox, revealing leaflet.

>x leaflet
Welcome to text adventuring! Some quick hints: VERB NOUN is a useful way to adventure like TAKE LETTER or READ LETTER. Inventory or I will show what you are carrying. Examine or X will give you more details about something, like X LETTER. You can ASK or SHOW people about things like their name, job, or whatever you are holding or places or people you've seen. If something doesn't look important, it probably isn't. You can usually go east, west, north, south, up, uh I forget, and in and out of some things.

>take leaflet
Taken.

>l
Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>take box
That's fixed in place.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>x pews
You see nothing special about the pews.

The coin in the status bar twinkles!

>x coin
You can't see any such thing.

>x bar
You can't see any such thing.

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

The priest looks you up and down and sees cradle of sin. He casually mentions he has an indulgence you can buy to wipe that sin away.

>x curtain
You see nothing special about the curtain.

>move curtain
It is fixed in place.

>x priest
(Priest)
The priest is tending to his confessional. He seems to be counting some long rectangular strips of paper between eyeing you and the empty coffers. 

He seems quite young to be a man of the cloth.

>ask prieest about job
You can't see any such thing.

>ask priest about job
(Priest about job)
A bead of sweat rolls down the priest's face as he hands you the collection plate.
"Hey. I'm a priest and done all the things I need to do to be a priest is all. I'm mainly selling indulgences these days. Down to my last one. No one wants to go to hell, right?" He tugs at his collar which seems to be a clip-on.

>ask priest about hell
(Priest about hell)
This is where sinners go. I'd rather not think about it.

>ask priest about indulgences
(Priest about indulgence)
He waves a scrap of paper in front of you. "This is the last indulgence in the land and costs only a single coin three trimes. Spares you from hell upon death." His eyes twinkle at the word coin.

>ask priest about coin
(Priest about coin)
"Money makes the world go round," he says with thin lips.

He licks his lips. Parts his hair. "You know, for a single coin and another and another  I'll sell you an indulgence. Think of it as get out of hell card."
>* spacing error and typos
That's not a verb I recognise.

>l
Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>l
Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>out
But you aren't in anything at the moment.

>x door
You can't see any such thing.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>x church
You can't see any such thing.

>x fence
You see nothing special about the fence.

>x coffin
A pine coffin. New. No lid.

>open it
It isn't something you can open.

>look in it
Coffin is empty.

>enter it
You get into coffin.

>out
You get out of coffin.

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>s

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>x castle
You can't see any such thing.

>x moat
You can't see any such thing.

>x bridge
You can't see any such thing.

>x presence
You can't see any such thing.

>smell
You take a deep sniff. Not too bad.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>listen
You hear running water.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>sense
That's not a verb I recognise.

>w
You can't go that way.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>x current
You can't see any such thing.

>x moat
You can't see any such thing.

>d
I have no idea what you are talking about.

>swim
The current looks way too strong.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>e
You can't go that way.

>se
You can't go that way.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>nw
You can't go that way.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>ne
You can't go that way.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>sw
You can't go that way.

>s

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>n

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>present
What do you want to present yourself?

>me
What do you want to present yourself?

>present present present
You can't see any such thing.

>present present
You can't see any such thing.

>present myself
What do you want to present yourself?

>s
You can't see any such thing.

>sw
You can't go that way.

>s

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>x carpet
You sink to your ankles as you walk on it. Serious shag.

>listen
You hear nothing unexpected.

>take carpet
That's fixed in place.

>search carpet
You skim the surface and return empty-handed, but you feel like there could be something deep amongst the tufts.

>g
You skim the surface and return empty-handed, but you feel like there could be something deep amongst the tufts.

>g
You skim the surface and return empty-handed, but you feel like there could be something deep amongst the tufts.

>g
You skim the surface and return empty-handed, but you feel like there could be something deep amongst the tufts.

>i
You are carrying:
  collection plate
  leaflet
  LIGHT (providing light)
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x plate
A simple tin plate for funding the house of prayer.

>* where did that come from?
That's not a verb I recognise.

>l
Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>x monkey
The monkey is smeared in make-up, like some grotesque clown. He's wearing a small fool's cap, and is eying the grounds for spare twinkles. He doesn't seem quite real.

>ask monkey about job
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask monkey about myself
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask monkey about throne
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>x throne
Long abandoned by a dead lord. His name was forbid by law, then forgotten by time, but once it was forged in fear. The kingdom now runs on socialism and trust falls, but the castle remains a heritage site. Legend has it a great treasure will be given when the lost king is restored to the throne.

>enter throne
That's not something you can enter.

>i
You are carrying:
  collection plate
  leaflet
  LIGHT (providing light)
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put plate on throne
Putting things on throne would achieve nothing.

>w

Antechamber
This spartan room is a buffer between the treasury to the west. Windowless, and ill lit, with darkness sweeping in the corners, with a more regal room to the east.

You can see sconce (providing light) and Guard here.

>x sconce
The flickering, dim, sconce offers the only illumination in the dingy antechamber. A small dial controls the flame.

Sconce is currently switched on.

>take it
That's fixed in place.

>turn dial
It is fixed in place.

>x dial
The flickering, dim, sconce offers the only illumination in the dingy antechamber. A small dial controls the flame.

Sconce is currently switched on.

>turn off dial
You switch sconce off.

The sconce is turned off but your own light source continue to show the way.

The guard turns the sconce on, while eyeing the way to the treasury.

>x guard
The burly guard is here to stop people from pilfering the treasury. His hands are beefy, his muscled ripped, his mustache oiled. It doesn't look like a simple feat of athleticism could stop him from his job, as he stands in the diminished light.

>ask guard about job
"I guard the treasury. I do a pretty job." He eyes you with disdain.

>ask guard about treasury
The guard breathes in, thoughtfully and speaks, "I've never even been there. I heard the greatest treasure isn't even the money but a man who understands time and turns. I've seen him emerge once or twice with a laundry basket."
>w
The guard blocks the way: "We don't allow visits to the treasury, especially for adventurers."
>i
You are carrying:
  collection plate
  leaflet
  LIGHT (providing light)
  adventure badge (being worn)

>e

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>e

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>x scraps
You can't see any such thing.

>x paper
You can't see any such thing.

>x note
(leaflet)
Welcome to text adventuring! Some quick hints: VERB NOUN is a useful way to adventure like TAKE LETTER or READ LETTER. Inventory or I will show what you are carrying. Examine or X will give you more details about something, like X LETTER. You can ASK or SHOW people about things like their name, job, or whatever you are holding or places or people you've seen. If something doesn't look important, it probably isn't. You can usually go east, west, north, south, up, uh I forget, and in and out of some things.

>x scrawled note
The note in chicken scratch says the dumbwaiter in the adjoining tower has been enchanted to be a microwave.

>x wizard
Pointed hat, if floppy. Cigar breath. Mumbling. A wizard of sorts. Quite handsome, or his mother told him. His mind is fully-loaded Z8, a real steel-trap, but the trap has been sprung. Enjoys talking about himself in the third-person like he is doing currently. His eyes are open but white, and his lips mouth words you can't hear.

>ask him about himself
The handsome rogue blinks looks at you and says the very words you see right now. He suggests you also check out the library if you need help transforming any words with the machine to the east.

The coin in the status bar twinkles!

>ask him about words
I don't think they've heard of that, specifically.

>ask him about coni
I don't think they've heard of that, specifically.

>ask him about coins
He bites his handsome lip and hisses something about that being the goal.

>ask him about machine
The Wizard nods, sagely, to the east and whispers about a book in the library.

>e

Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>w

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>ask him about library
I don't think they've heard of that, specifically.

>e

Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>x macine
You can't see any such thing.

>oops machine
It creaks and actually, somehow, creeks as well. It has a small indent to place an ideal.

>x indent
It creaks and actually, somehow, creeks as well. It has a small indent to place an ideal.

>i
You are carrying:
  collection plate
  leaflet
  LIGHT (providing light)
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put plate in indent
It doesn't work. Perhaps it wasn't (an) ideal?

>put light in indent
Brzzzt, LIGHT has become LITE.

>take lite
You already have that.

>i
You are carrying:
  LITE
  collection plate
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x lite
The ideal of a low calorie meal it seams. An adjective. It could be applied to something.

>put lite in indent
You hold the embodiment of the verb LIGHT. It quickly starts glowing and transforms back into the noun and lighter.

>put lite in indent
You can't see any such thing.

>put ligt in indent
You can't see any such thing.

>put light in indent
Brzzzt, LIGHT has become LITE.

>take lite
You already have that.

>l
Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>i
You are carrying:
  LITE
  collection plate
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>l
Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>w

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>ne
You can't go that way.

>s

Library
A magnificent library. Most of it is under lock and key, with shelves locked, and even there, the books are chained to their shelves. One loan shelf is open, with a small placard that reads Public Library.

You can see bookshelf here.

>n

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>nw
You can't go that way.

>sw
You can't go that way.

>se
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>u

Wizard's Tower
Shabby bed with shabby sheets. Instead of a window there's a small hole in the wall. Though you went up to get here, there seems to be some magic at work, since the stairs only lead up.

You can see dumbwaiter (empty) here.

>d
You could have sworn you took stairs up here, but the only stairs you see here also going up!

>d
You could have sworn you took stairs up here, but the only stairs you see here also going up!

>x bed
You see nothing special about the shabby bed.

>x sheets
You see nothing special about sheets.

>search sheets
You find nothing of interest.

>l
Wizard's Tower
Shabby bed with shabby sheets. Instead of a window there's a small hole in the wall. Though you went up to get here, there seems to be some magic at work, since the stairs only lead up.

You can see dumbwaiter (empty) here.

>x hole
A small hole in the wall must have been for a dumbwaiter, but now it's just a shaft that goes down. It's pretty small.

>enter it
That's not something you can enter.

>i
You are carrying:
  LITE
  collection plate
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>open it
It isn't something you can open.

>put plate in dumbwaiter
You drop it down the dumbwaiter and hear an eerie sound radiation and then a plop as it hits the bottom floor.

>enter dumbwaiter
That's not something you can enter.

>l
Wizard's Tower
Shabby bed with shabby sheets. Instead of a window there's a small hole in the wall. Though you went up to get here, there seems to be some magic at work, since the stairs only lead up.

You can see dumbwaiter (empty) here.

>x stairs
You can't see any such thing.

>u

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>u

Wizard's Tower
Shabby bed with shabby sheets. Instead of a window there's a small hole in the wall. Though you went up to get here, there seems to be some magic at work, since the stairs only lead up.

You can see dumbwaiter (empty) here.

>* hmm
That's not a verb I recognise.

>x hole
A small hole in the wall must have been for a dumbwaiter, but now it's just a shaft that goes down. It's pretty small.

>look i hole
You can't see any such thing.

>d
You could have sworn you took stairs up here, but the only stairs you see here also going up!

>
I beg your pardon?

>u

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>s

Library
A magnificent library. Most of it is under lock and key, with shelves locked, and even there, the books are chained to their shelves. One loan shelf is open, with a small placard that reads Public Library.

You can see bookshelf here.

>x books
You can't see any such thing.

>x shelf
A single shelf for the peasants and the plebs. And adventurers.

The public library is a single shelf.

>x shelf
A single shelf for the peasants and the plebs. And adventurers.

>x placard
You see nothing special about placard.

>read it
You see nothing special about placard.

>take it
That's hardly portable.

>search shelves
You find nothing of interest.

>take shelf
That's fixed in place.

>take book
Which do you mean, Can't Cant? or Mathematical Limits 3th Edition?

>look in shelf
You find nothing of interest.

>x shelf
A single shelf for the peasants and the plebs. And adventurers.

>x books
You can't see any such thing.

>x cant
You leaf through the lemon-scented pages, all blank.

>read it
You leaf through the lemon-scented pages, all blank.

The coin in the status bar twinkles!

>take it
Taken.

>x limits
Despite the glaring typo, this book is a dry and seemingly well documented study on approaching limits in calculus, with an appendix of weird numbers. No matter how much you read you seem to never quite get to the end. You get drowsy as you read it, despite all the adventure all around you.

The appendix of weird numbers starts with 70, its sum of its proper divisors are greater than the number itself, while no subset of the proper divisors can add up to be exactly the number itself.

>read 
What do you want to read?

>read limites
You can't see any such thing.

>read limits
Despite the glaring typo, this book is a dry and seemingly well documented study on approaching limits in calculus, with an appendix of weird numbers. No matter how much you read you seem to never quite get to the end. You get drowsy as you read it, despite all the adventure all around you.

The appendix of weird numbers starts with 70, its sum of its proper divisors are greater than the number itself, while no subset of the proper divisors can add up to be exactly the number itself.

>take it
Taken.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>n

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>e

Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>i
You are carrying:
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put cant in machine
It doesn't work. Perhaps it wasn't (an) ideal?

>w

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>show cant
(to Word Wizard)
The wizard ignores you and your actions completely.

>show limits
(to Word Wizard)
The wizard ignores you and your actions completely.

>show mite
You can't see any such thing.

>show lite
(to Word Wizard)
The wizard snaps to brief attention and says you can learn more about that in the library and points to the south.

>l
Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>* huh?
That's not a verb I recognise.

>i
You are carrying:
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>show badge
(to Word Wizard)
The wizard ignores you and your actions completely.

>s

Library
A magnificent library. Most of it is under lock and key, with shelves locked, and even there, the books are chained to their shelves. One loan shelf is open, with a small placard that reads Public Library.

A yellow book sits on the shelf.

A thin red book, more of a pamphlet really, sits on the shelf.

A messy manuscript, barely held together sits among the books.

You can also see bookshelf here.

>x yellow
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like a book held to a flame.

>take yellow
Taken.

>read it
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like snakes on a head.

>x red
The cover shows a circle along its path there's a bear catching a fish, a bear baring a load, and a bear covering his bare nether regions. 

Inside the book says Atlantean technology has been studied and a breakthrough has let ideals transform from nouns to verbs to adjectives. The science is still nascent and there's little in the way of control of what you'll get. However, multiple transformations are possible with no degradation to the ideal itself.

It seems like simply putting or placing a proper word on the machine is enough to make the transformation work.

>take it
Taken.

>x yellow
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like a fish in a well.

>read it
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like a fish in a well.

>g
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like bent wand.

>g
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like snakes on a head.

>x manuscript
A torn manuscript depicting a thief sent to Naraka, a realm of torment and suffering. His only act of charity in life was sparing a spider. One day a single silky tread of web shoots down to Naraka and he grasps it and starts climbing out. The manuscript abruptly ends.

A more thorough glance reveals nothing.

>read it
A torn manuscript depicting a thief sent to Naraka, a realm of torment and suffering. His only act of charity in life was sparing a spider. One day a single silky tread of web shoots down to Naraka and he grasps it and starts climbing out. The manuscript abruptly ends.

A more thorough glance reveals nothing.

>take it
Taken.

>i
You are carrying:
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>n

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>show thread
(to Word Wizard)
The wizard ignores you and your actions completely.

>show word
What do you want to show Word Wizard?

>solution
(Word Wizard the Well Known Solution)
The wizard ignores you and your actions completely.

>show transormation
You can't see any such thing.

>w

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>i
You are carrying:
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>w

Antechamber
This spartan room is a buffer between the treasury to the west. Windowless, and ill lit, with darkness sweeping in the corners, with a more regal room to the east.

You can see sconce (providing light) and Guard here.

>x sconce
The flickering, dim, sconce offers the only illumination in the dingy antechamber. A small dial controls the flame.

Sconce is currently switched on.

>turn off sconce
You switch sconce off.

It is now pitch dark in here!

>w
The guard blocks the way: "We don't allow visits to the treasury, especially for adventurers."
It's very dark here. The guard pushes past you in the shadows and fiddles with the sconce until light is restored, and returns to blocking the way to the treasury before you could think of stumbling through it.

Antechamber
This spartan room is a buffer between the treasury to the west. Windowless, and ill lit, with darkness sweeping in the corners, with a more regal room to the east.

You can see sconce (providing light) and Guard here.

>e

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>n

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>n

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>n

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>x waif
Shoeless. Hair is a non-euclidian mess. With each step, a clink.

>ask waif about shoes
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask waif about shoe
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask waif about feet
I don't think they've heard of that, specifically.

>ask waif about waif
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask waif about job
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

The waif slinks off, a jingle with each step.

>
I beg your pardon?

>l
Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The uh...occidental road... there's an easier word for this...ugh, I just had it. I've been saying it... Anyway, you are on the road, let's cut to the chase. Exits are east and... on the latitudes. Damn it. Also, to the south is the sound of water.

You can see wandering waif here.

>listen
The waif hums a little song about the monkey in the moon.

>x waif
Shoeless. Hair is a non-euclidian mess. With each step, a clink.

>sw
You can't go that way.

>se
You can't go that way.

The waif slinks off, a jingle with each step.

>nw
You can't go that way.

>ne
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (in which is wish cØin) here.

>n

Occidental Road
The uh...occidental road... there's an easier word for this...ugh, I just had it. I've been saying it... Anyway, you are on the road, let's cut to the chase. Exits are east and... on the latitudes. Damn it. Also, to the south is the sound of water.

>w
West! Of course it's west. Couldn't have gotten here without it.

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>undo
Occidental Road
[Previous turn undone.]

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (in which is wish cØin) here.

>x coin
A very old, damaged coin. It's been clipped for metal, cleaving the top, giving it the appearance of a malformed heart. In a certain light it almost glows.

>take coin
The shiny is tantalizingly out of reach from here.

>x lite
The ideal of a low calorie meal it seams. An adjective. It could be applied to something.

>l
Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (in which is wish cØin) here.

>apply lite to well
(the Well Known Solution)
It's probably less caloric, but it's really hard to tell.

>x well
(the Well Known Solution)
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like a coin on a status bar.

>x deep
The well is almost completely dry. A small stream of water oozes out of a hole to the east, where the moat encircles the castle.

In Deep Well is wish cØin.

>take coin from bar
You can't see any such thing.

>l
Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (in which is wish cØin) here.

>enter well
(the Well Known Solution)
That's not something you can enter.

>enter deep
You get into Deep Well.

It seems someone made a wish via coin. Wonder if it came true?

>take coin
Taken.

[Your score has just gone up by one point.]

>u
You would have to get out of Deep Well first.

>out
You get out of Deep Well.

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>* easier than I thought!
That's not a verb I recognise.

>l
Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>x cobbler
She's squinting and mumbling, and constantly flexing her fingers, dyed with various polishes and waxes. She seems only vaguely aware of your presence.

>x tools
You see nothing special about the tools.

>* exit east too
That's not a verb I recognise.

>ask cobbler about job
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>
I beg your pardon?

>ask cobbler about cobbler
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

In the corner of the shop a small spider starts to spin a web.

>ask cobbler about coin
"I'm more into bartering, but you fortune hunters are all about them and the silly ranks."
The Cobblers sees the spider and issues you a decree, what will you do? KILL THE SPIDER? SAVE THE SPIDER?

>save spider
Deftly, you palm the spider and bring it to the entrance and let it loose into the world. The Cobbler shakes her head, but seems content.

>i
You are carrying:
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>ask cobbler about shoe
The cobbler takes the tack out of her mouth and frowns. "I make shoes. Everyone has shoes who needs them except my own kin, and now I can't finish their loafers, for one doesn't have a sole!"
>* OK maybe for the waif?
That's not a verb I recognise.

>l
Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>e

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>w

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>x dragons
You can't see any such thing.

>x dragon
You see nothing special about the dragon.

>x wumpus
You see nothing special about the wumpus.

>x orc
You see nothing special about the orc.

>take orc
That's hardly portable.

>l
Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>x plaque
The plaque reads: We've captured a grue and put it here. These monsters hate light and love to eat living flesh. Feeding notes: heavy meals make them sleep, while a lite snack has them yearn for more food and carnage. Despite capturing it, we aren't sure what it looks like. It might have fur or scales. DO NOT FEED*. DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT A LIGHT SOURCE.

>read it
The plaque reads: We've captured a grue and put it here. These monsters hate light and love to eat living flesh. Feeding notes: heavy meals make them sleep, while a lite snack has them yearn for more food and carnage. Despite capturing it, we aren't sure what it looks like. It might have fur or scales. DO NOT FEED*. DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT A LIGHT SOURCE.

>save
Ok.

>n

Darkness
It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing.

You feel hear and hear horror as a shadow darker than dark closes in on you. As jaws start to snap at your vitals your adventure's badge glows intensified just a tiny bit and then suddenly you hear a whimper and the scampering of feet.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>w

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>x wdfw
The WDFW is a marvel of technology, magic, and wishful thinking. Simply add your detergents, softeners, and/or starches into the tank and your soiled clothing into the cage, insert your coin and pray to whatever god you believe in that it comes out on the other side. Folded.

>smells
That's not a verb I recognise.

>x machines
You can't see any such thing.

>smell
The gentle wind keeps the area from smelling too much like chemicals or lint.

>x clothes
You can't see any such thing.

>x basin
You can't see any such thing.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>open wdwf
You can't see any such thing.

>n

Holding Room
Stub, this room is here just in case for now.


*** ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: THE ROOM NOT MENTIONED ***
You found a room not mentioned! Persistent aren't we?

>achievements
That's not a verb I recognise.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>n

Darkness
It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing.

You feel hear and hear horror as a shadow darker than dark closes in on you. As jaws start to snap at your vitals your adventure's badge glows intensified just a tiny bit and then suddenly you hear a whimper and the scampering of feet.

>s

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>e

Occidental Road
The uh...occidental road... there's an easier word for this...ugh, I just had it. I've been saying it... Anyway, you are on the road, let's cut to the chase. Exits are east and... on the latitudes. Damn it. Also, to the south is the sound of water.

>e

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>e

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

>w

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The uh...occidental road... there's an easier word for this...ugh, I just had it. I've been saying it... Anyway, you are on the road, let's cut to the chase. Exits are east and... on the latitudes. Damn it. Also, to the south is the sound of water.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>e

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>x stone
You can't see any such thing.

>x vending
The vending machine gives out adventurer titles based on how many coins it has received. There's also a coin return button, in pristine condition as if nobody would dare use it.

The display is blank. It has received nothing.


>put coin in machine
(wish cØin in Title Vending Machine)
The machine swallows it and reconsiders you.

B.A.G. Beginning Adventurer Guy/Girl.
Hint: Always check the pockets.
>push return
You insert a precious coin, but looks like it's already refunded as the coin drops onto the ground. The coinbox seems to be missing from the machine!

>take all
There are none at all available!

>ake coin
That's not a verb I recognise.

>take coin
(wish cØin)
The shiny is tantalizingly out of reach from here.

>l
East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>i
You are carrying:
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x pockets
You can't see any such thing.

>x pocket
You can't see any such thing.

>n

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>x statues
You see nothing special about the statues.

The snake-haired woman has been alerted to your presence and is turning around!

>s

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>n

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>x clothes
You can't see any such thing.

>take clothes
You can't see any such thing.

>x medusa
You risk a glimpse and see out the corner of your eye a fetching woman who happens to have snakes for hair. There little tongues taste the air from time to time. It's almost cute.

The snake-haired woman has been alerted to your presence and is turning around!

>s

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>s

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (closed) and rusty lock here.

>x flowers
You see nothing special about the wild flowers.

>x lattice
You see nothing special about broken lattice.

>x dirt
Seems someone started digging a bit but stopped with half-hearted effort.

In mound of dirt is trowel.

>dig dirt
You have nothing to dig with, you dig it?

>take trowel
Taken.

>dig dirt
You have nothing to dig with, you dig it?

>i
You are carrying:
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>dig dirt with trowel
You till the dirt but fail to find anything, not even a purple earthworm.

>g
You till the dirt but fail to find anything, not even a purple earthworm.

>g
You till the dirt but fail to find anything, not even a purple earthworm.

>g
You till the dirt but fail to find anything, not even a purple earthworm.

>g
You till the dirt but fail to find anything, not even a purple earthworm.

>l
Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (closed) and rusty lock here.

>x shed
A decrepit garden shed, where the structure is held more by the integrity of the termites than the wooden fibers they consume. It's not big enough to enter but could store some tools.

>open shed
It seems to be locked.

>x lock
A, ancient, rusty lock is the only thing keeping the shed from being rived.

>break lock with trowel
You give the lock a big whack and it shatters into a rusty dust. A trailing wind blows the oxidized metal to the four corners.

>open shed
You open shed, revealing some sort of shape, hand mirror and fishing pole.

>x shape
Having a senior moment here... uh, it's a... well, it's sort of a...?? Does that make sense?

>take shape
No, no there's a better word for that.

>i
You are carrying:
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>take down
(the sort of shape)
Ah, yeah that's it. Can't believe I forgot!. I guess you can dig and go down now.

>i
You are carrying:
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>dig
Nothing worth digging here. Dig it?

>dig down
(the sort of shape)
Nothing worth digging here. Can you dig it?

>d
You can't go that way.

>l
Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (in which are hand mirror and fishing pole) here.

>x mirror
A small mirror.

>take it
Taken.

>look in it
You find nothing of interest.

>x pole
An old all-in-one, with a fixed lure on the hook.

>take pole
Taken.

>n

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>e

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see wandering waif and dead adventurer here.

Intrigued but scared, the waif scurries west away from death and decay.

>x dead
You can't see any such thing.

>x adventurer
(adventure badge)
A holographic foil that let's everyone know you are here to plunder. Well, maybe these days it's to solve a deduction mystery, click on some choices, or some other hogwash. Harrumph. At least this world has treasure. 

The badge seems somewhat immaterial as it covers near your chest, but your fingers go right through it.

>x dead adventurer
You can't see any such thing.

>l
Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

Intrigued but scared, the waif scurries west away from death and decay.

>take all
tunic: Finders keepers rules.
trousers: Finders keepers rules.
wallet: Taken.
dusty zØrkmid: Taken.
ID card: Taken.

[Your score has just gone up by one point.]

>x weeds
You see nothing special about the weeds.

>x tunic
Grey. Drab. It doesn't invite a second look.

>x trousers
These seem bespoke for our dear dead sod.

>x pocker
You can't see any such thing.

>x pocket
You can't see any such thing.

>search trousers
Trousers is empty.

>l
Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

>i
You are carrying:
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x card
The dearly departed is one Taylor Jamie Jordan. An organ donor.

>x dusty
An adventure's coin then, an adventure's coin now.

>x wallet
A simple wallet. Lighter than you'd like. Velcro-powered.

>open it
It isn't something you can open.

Intrigued but scared, the waif scurries west away from death and decay.

>search wallet
Wallet is empty.

>l
Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

>e
Impenetrable. Even shears would have a hard time making progress here.

>s

Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

The time is nigh as a shaft of moonlight strikes the boulder revealing a keyhole.

>save
Ok.

>x keyhole
You can't see any such thing.

>x boulder
There's a very big rock here blocking the south. It looks unlike the small stones and gravel you've seen around these parts.

It's quite odd, but you thought you could see the moon out of the corner of your eye. Focusing, there's nothing there but sky.

>unlock it
What do you want to unlock monstrous boulder with?

>i
You are carrying:
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>look
Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

>x corn
You can't see any such thing.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s
(first opening monstrous boulder)
There is a keyhole. Where is the key?

The keyhole disappears and the monstrous boulder reverts to its mundane, meteorite form.

>e

Cornfield
The corn is, as they say, high as elephant's eye. So roughly 2 meters. Blissfully, this area seems to be maze-free and self-contained.

A shucked corn cob lies in the field, reflecting the golden light off its golden kernels.

An unshucked corn cob is here.

>x cob
Which do you mean, shucked corn cob or hermetically sealed corn cob?

>shucked
Golden pearls of corn exposed, right on the cob. The silky linings have been shed and are nowhere to see.

>take corn
Which do you mean, shucked corn cob or hermetically sealed corn cob?

>shucked
Taken.

>x sealed
This is a stubborn corn. The husk seems to have no opening, and its silky nature makes it hard to grasp.

>take sealed
Taken.

>i
You are carrying:
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  shucked corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>n
You can't go that way.

>w

Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

It's quite odd, but you thought you could see the moon out of the corner of your eye. Focusing, there's nothing there but sky.

>e

Cornfield
The corn is, as they say, high as elephant's eye. So roughly 2 meters. Blissfully, this area seems to be maze-free and self-contained.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>en
That's not a verb I recognise.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w

Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

>n

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

>n

Bank of Savings and Hold
The bank is spartan and dirty, with a single banker standing guard over a plinth'd lectern that contains a single coin. A bit of road can be seen to the south.

A single coin sits on the lectern, watched.

You can also see Banker here.

>x banker
For some, middle management is not just a calling, but a way of life.

>ask banker about job
"Banking isn't what it used to be. These days, I'm mainly security. "
>ask banker about coin
"We have our own coin, and it's done us very well for many generations!"
>x cin
You can't see any such thing.

>x coin
Which do you mean, money cØin, dusty zØrkmid or wish cØin?

>money
A lot of security has guarded this coin throughout time.  On one side there's a duck, on the other top hat.

>take money
Not under the watchful eyes of the banker. Maybe there's a particular word or skill that will work?

>i
You are carrying:
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  shucked corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>s

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

Intrigued but scared, the waif scurries west away from death and decay.

>w

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

>s

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>s

Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>x stone
Slowly but surly turning mother's natures powers into a focused force. There's a warning that improper usage can cause bodily harm or even death.

>take stone
That's fixed in place.

>i
You are carrying:
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  shucked corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

> put corn on stone
Which do you mean, hermetically sealed corn cob or shucked corn cob?

>sealed
This corncob could win a state fair. It remains sealed without a hint of damage.

>put shucked on stone
The corn is pulverized into a starchy powder that you pocket.

>x powder
You can't see any such thing.

>i
You are carrying:
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x starch
It thickens, it stiffens, it starches.

>apply lite to starch
It's probably less caloric, but it's really hard to tell.

>i
You are carrying:
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  hand mirror
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x starch
It thickens, it stiffens, it starches.

>l
Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>n

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>n

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

>n
As you enter the statue garden you hear a high pitched siren, attuned to crack mirrors it seems.

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>x wardrobe
You see nothing special about wardrobe.

The snake-haired woman has been alerted to your presence and is turning around!

>s

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

>w

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>e
You can't go that way.

The coin in the status bar twinkles!

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>i
You are carrying:
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>s

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You hear a low utterance coming from beneath the bridge.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

You hear a low utterance coming from beneath the bridge.

>fis
That's not a verb I recognise.

>fish
That's not a verb I recognise.

>look under brdige
You can't see any such thing.

>look under bridge
You can't see any such thing.

>put pole in moat
You can't see any such thing.

>x pole
An old all-in-one, with a fixed lure on the hook.

The current causes some leaves to race under the bridge, popping out the other side in seconds.

>cast pole
That's not a verb I recognise.

>throw lure
You can't see any such thing.

>fish
That's not a verb I recognise.

>s

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>apply lite to carpet
It's probably less caloric, but it's really hard to tell.

>i
You are carrying:
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>s

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>e

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>e

Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>i
You are carrying:
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  LITE
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put lite in indent
You hold the embodiment of the verb LIGHT. It quickly starts glowing and transforms back into the noun and lighter.

>take light
You already have that.

>w

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>n

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>n

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The uh...occidental road... there's an easier word for this...ugh, I just had it. I've been saying it... Anyway, you are on the road, let's cut to the chase. Exits are east and... on the latitudes. Damn it. Also, to the south is the sound of water.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w
West! Of course it's west. Couldn't have gotten here without it.

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>n

Dank Dark Area
An unspeakable horror show surrounds you. I'll try to speak a few anyway: Viscera, gore, and other smears clot the area, with various small tunnels worming through muck. You immediately want to go back south, thankful the lights are on.

You can see grue here.

>x grue
A horrorshow. With teeth.

>x gore
You see nothing special about the gore.

>n
You can't go that way.

>ne
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>nw
You can't go that way.

>sw
You can't go that way.

>se
You can't go that way.

>i
You are carrying:
  LIGHT (providing light)
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>give starch to grue
Grue doesn't seem interested.

>give corn to grue
Which do you mean, corn starch or hermetically sealed corn cob?

>sealed
Grue doesn't seem interested.

>l
Dank Dark Area
An unspeakable horror show surrounds you. I'll try to speak a few anyway: Viscera, gore, and other smears clot the area, with various small tunnels worming through muck. You immediately want to go back south, thankful the lights are on.

You can see grue here.

>hint
The books in the library offer a lot of hints. Type hint again for a new one about the meta.

>hint
There are 15 coins to get. And it's possible to get them all, but not likely on your first go. There's some optimization, some prior knowledge. You can technically get stuck, but would have to work at it. You can 100% get to a place where you can't get all the coins. So I'm not sure exactly how I'm defining stuck here. Type hint again for a third and final hint. And speaking of meta, one coin will need some help from the beyond.

>hint
The score is more and less than it seems. Type stats for some other fun stuff that might help you out.

>hint
The score is more and less than it seems. Type stats for some other fun stuff that might help you out.

>stats
TIME UNITS PASSED: 447
SCORE: 2 of 15
COINS ON YOU RIGHT NOW: 2
ROOMS SEEN: 27 of 57

NON REWARDING PUZZLES: 0/3
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   Tnir gur jvmneq uvf jnaq
   Ernq gur yrnsyrg'f frperg zrffntr

The Speedrunner/Sequel-Hook ending found 0/1.

>* looking at hints now
That's not a verb I recognise.

>score
You have so far scored 2 out of a possible 15, in 447 turns.

>x score
SCORE: It glistens in the sun. Has it changed?

There appears to be a coin embedded in the display.

>take coin
Which do you mean, dusty zØrkmid or wish cØin?

>take coin from score
You reach into the status bar and prise out the coin.

The display now reads SC RE plainly. The coin is yours.

>e
You can't go that way.

[Your score has just gone up by one point.]

>w
You can't go that way.

>s

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>e

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>e

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>give coin to priest
Which do you mean, score cØin, dusty zØrkmid or wish cØin?

>all
Sorry, you can only have one item here. Which exactly?
>score
You have so far scored 3 out of a possible 15, in 454 turns.

>give score coin to priest
(Priest)
"Put them in the collection plate."
>put coins on plate
You can't see any such thing.

>s
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>n

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>e

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>s

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>s

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>d
You wriggle and with less effort than expected, you start to descend.

Carpet Depths
Diving deep into the carpet, you've pierced the crust and entered the mantle, dotted with debris of little value. Oxygen and atmosphere seem to be holding for now.

You can see silver cØin and gold cØin here.

>* ah figured that out on my own, forgot bout down/dig
You seem to want to talk to someone, but I can't see whom.

>x silver
On closer inspection, it appears to not be a coin, but chocolate wrapped in silver foil.

>x gold
On closer inspection, it appears to not be a coin, but chocolate wrapped in gold foil.

>take gold
Taken.

>take silver
Taken.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>u

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>* disappointing
That's not a verb I recognise.

>apply lite to gold
You can't see any such thing.

>i
You are carrying:
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  LIGHT (providing light)
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>
I beg your pardon?

>s

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>e

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>e

Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>e
You can't go that way.

>put lite in indent
You can't see any such thing.

>oops light
Brzzzt, LIGHT has become LITE.

>apply lite to gold
And ruin perfectly good chocolate?

>l
Transmutation Chamber
In contrast to the wizard's this room is exceedingly sterile. A single exit leads back to the wizard to the west.

You can see The Machine here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>dig
Nothing worth digging here. Dig it?

>e
You can't go that way.

>w

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>dig
Nothing worth digging here. Dig it?

>u

Wizard's Tower
Shabby bed with shabby sheets. Instead of a window there's a small hole in the wall. Though you went up to get here, there seems to be some magic at work, since the stairs only lead up.

You can see dumbwaiter (empty) here.

>d
You could have sworn you took stairs up here, but the only stairs you see here also going up!

>u

Word Wizard's Study
Cluttered and chaotic, you are in a wizard's study, below the tower. Paper scraps cover most spaces, written in an awful script where no mark seems to be repeated. Exits in all the cardinals and then some.

You can see hastily scrawled note and Word Wizard here.

>w

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>dig
Nothing worth digging here. Dig it?

>w

Antechamber
This spartan room is a buffer between the treasury to the west. Windowless, and ill lit, with darkness sweeping in the corners, with a more regal room to the east.

You can see sconce (providing light) and Guard here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>dig
Nothing worth digging here. Dig it?

>w
The guard blocks the way: "We don't allow visits to the treasury, especially for adventurers."
>e

Throne Room
It's a bit gaudy, filled with just the amount of pomp and circumstance. It seems mainly for tourists. The live-in wizard can be found to the east. To the west is the treasury, eventually. North lies the kingdom and its people.

You can see throne and Monkey here.

>n

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>d
You wriggle and with less effort than expected, you start to descend.

Carpet Depths
Diving deep into the carpet, you've pierced the crust and entered the mantle, dotted with debris of little value. Oxygen and atmosphere seem to be holding for now.

>u

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>n

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You hear a low utterance coming from beneath the bridge.

>d

Under the Bridge
You stand in a dank alcove with little shoulder before the bristling moat. A small foothold gives purchase to bridge above.

You can see tea candle and Master Thief here.

>x candle
Some sort of magic keeps it lit, warm but unable to engulf anything else. It smells, faintly and unmistakably, of lemon.

>take it
The thief sighs at your flagrant, unskilled pilfering, mutters, and places another tea candle down.

Taken.

>x thief
Wispy like a shadow, the thief blends in with the vantablack darkness here, lit by the smallest of tea candles. Her occasional movements are lithe and you can imagine she could pick a pocket or stab a back with great ease and little effort.

 She doesn't look like she belongs here. She seems to be hiding. Not on the look out for the perfect mark, but to keep herself away from prying eyes. 

She eyes your shiny pin and mutters something about you maybe being able to do the job.

>ask thief about thief
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask thief about job
"Can you bite the blow? Nim the mark's tom foolery over at the beater-cases ken. I'll give you a good snack if you do."
>* hrm
That's not a verb I recognise.

>u

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>n

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>i
You are carrying:
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>put wish on plate
You can't see any such thing.

>i
You are carrying:
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put wish coin on plate
You can't see any such thing.

>* oh right
That's not a verb I recognise.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>x coffin
A pine coffin. New. No lid.

>tner coffin
That's not a verb I recognise.

>enter coffin
You get into coffin.

>close coffin
It isn't something you can close.

>sleep
Comfy, but you aren't really sleepy.

>read book
Which do you mean, Mathematical Limits 3th Edition or Can't Cant??

>limit
You can't see any such thing.

>read limits
Despite the glaring typo, this book is a dry and seemingly well documented study on approaching limits in calculus, with an appendix of weird numbers. No matter how much you read you seem to never quite get to the end. You get drowsy as you read it, despite all the adventure all around you.

Reading the 3th edition has made you quite tired, especially in a prone position. You could probably even take a nap.

The appendix of weird numbers starts with 70, its sum of its proper divisors are greater than the number itself, while no subset of the proper divisors can add up to be exactly the number itself.

>sleep
You doze for a moment, but awaken to find you can't open your eyes, you've been blinded! 
>open eyes
Something is preventing you from opening your eyes.

>feel eyes
You can't see any such thing.

>out
You get out of coffin.

Nothing can be seen in this state.

>i
You are carrying:
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x eyes
You can't see any such thing.

>touch eyes
You can't see any such thing.

>take all
There are none at all available!

>remove coins
You feel your face, and peel off a coin from your eye and then the other. You blink twice and your vision returns.

[Your score has just gone up by two points.]

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>e

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>e

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

You can see dead adventurer here.

>x orpse
You can't see any such thing.

>x corpse
Well this is unexpected. This is without a doubt a dead adventure. They appear to be an AFGNCAAP (ageless, faceless, gender-neutral, culturally-ambiguous adventure person.) Oh, no badge! That explains it. 

They are wearing the standard issue tunic and trousers.

>search corsep
You can't see any such thing.

>search corpse
It has nothing.

>search tunic
You find nothing of interest.

>search trousers
Trousers is empty.

>take corpse
Too much dead weight. Ha. Maybe try a push or dragging?

>push corpse
This dead weight is too heavy to hold, but you could maybe push or shove it. Not very classy tho.

>push corpse west

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>push corpse west

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

Intrigued but scared, the waif scurries west away from death and decay.

>push corpse n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>push corpse n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (empty) here.

>put corpse in coffin
(first taking dead adventurer)
Too much dead weight. Ha. Maybe try a push or dragging?

>apply lite to corpse
The corpse is now much lighter, more of a snack than a meal. Ha. But also, you can carry it now instead of dragging.

>put corpse in coffin
(first taking dead adventurer)
You get ready to strain, but the body is now incredibly lite.

With some effort you get the corpse into the coffin. Lucky rigor mortis hasn't set in yet!

>x corpse
They look restful. Death seems restful.

>z
Time passes.

>z
Time passes.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (in which is dead adventurer) here.

>x corpse
They look restful. Death seems restful.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>z
Time passes.

>z
Time passes.

>z
Time passes.

A bell strikes at the church as the dead are honored.

>z
Time passes.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (in which is dead adventurer) here.

Someone has put coins on the corpse's eyes!

>n
You can't go that way.

>x corpse
They look restful. Death seems restful.


Someone has put coins on the corpse's eyes!

>take all from corpse
dead eye cØin right: Finders keepers rules.
dead eye cØin left: Finders keepers rules.

[Your score has just gone up by two points.]

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>e

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

>n

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>ask medusa about coin
You don't want to draw any attention to yourself!

The snake-haired woman has been alerted to your presence and is turning around!

>close eyes
You shut your eyes and open your mind.

You wander north and scrape your limbs on some protruding stone. Feeling around they seem to be statues. You hear a chorus of hisses, and a honeyed voice say, "Well Hello Sailor! I don't get a lot of company around these parts. What can I do ya for?"
>ask medusa about job
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask medusa about medusa
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask medusa about statues
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>ask medusa about con
I don't think they've heard of that, specifically.

>ask medusa about coin
"I've got a coin for you big person."

The woman says, "That's what I was looking for in my armoire, and just your luck I found it! Here take this old thing, has only caused me heartache and woe."
[Your score has just gone up by one point.]

>s

Nothing can be seen in this state.

>open eyes
You open your eyes, slowly.

>s

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x stone
A stone coin given by Medusa to paramours and wise fools.

>s

Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>n

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s

Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>n

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>e
You can't go that way.

>n

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>n

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>s

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>e

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

>n

Bank of Savings and Hold
The bank is spartan and dirty, with a single banker standing guard over a plinth'd lectern that contains a single coin. A bit of road can be seen to the south.

A single coin sits on the lectern, watched.

You can also see Banker here.

>take coin
(money cØin)
Not under the watchful eyes of the banker. Maybe there's a particular word or skill that will work?

>steal it
Now, that would be handy, but you don't seem to have that word yet.

>s

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

>e
Impenetrable. Even shears would have a hard time making progress here.

>w

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>w

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x mirror
Seven years of bad luck.

>s
You can't go that way.

>w

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>x yellow
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like coins on a dead man's eyes. if you squint.

>g
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like monkey in the moon.

>g
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like coins on a dead man's eyes. if you squint.

>g
Beneath the yellow cover which states the title A WELL KNOWN SOLUTION are just pages and pages of shapes that could be properly called glyphs.

Flipping through the book, the glyphs on one page look almost like a book held to a flame.

>hold book to flame
Which do you mean, Mathematical Limits 3th Edition or Can't Cant??

>limits
You can't see any such thing.

>hold limits to flame
You can't see any such thing.

>hold limits to candle
Lighting up literature isn't what it used to be.

>hold cant to candle
Slowly words appear to form on the page. It's a book of secret terms used by thieves.

>read cant
Words have formed, giving a small glossary of terms for thieves and ne'er-do-wells. Some really stand out::

NIM: to steal, verb
BITE: To steal, archaic.
MARK: Victim
TOM FOOLERY: Jewelry, cockney origin
KEN: House
BEATERS: Shoes
CASES: Hard
SNACK: Share of loot
>n

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>w

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>s
You can't go that way.

>n

Holding Room
Stub, this room is here just in case for now.

>s

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  trousers
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x wdwf
You can't see any such thing.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>x wdfw
The WDFW is a marvel of technology, magic, and wishful thinking. Simply add your detergents, softeners, and/or starches into the tank and your soiled clothing into the cage, insert your coin and pray to whatever god you believe in that it comes out on the other side. Folded.

>put trousers in wdfw
That can't contain things.

>x tank
The tank is ready to accept detergent, softeners, starches and commit vile alchemy for nebulous results.

>put trousers in tank
Whatever magic or technology that governs the tank doesn't allow that substance into its interior.

>put trousers in cage
You put trousers into the cage.

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  corn starch
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put starch in tank
The tank gladly accepts the starch.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>x soap
You can't see any such thing.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>x wdwf
You can't see any such thing.

>x wdfw
The WDFW is a marvel of technology, magic, and wishful thinking. Simply add your detergents, softeners, and/or starches into the tank and your soiled clothing into the cage, insert your coin and pray to whatever god you believe in that it comes out on the other side. Folded.

>insert stone
What do you want to insert stone cØin in?

>wdfw
That can't contain things.

>pray
Not the time nor the place.

>x slot
The WDFM's small slot can hold a single coin, but it seems to just drop it in the dirt, with no coin box to catch it.

>put stone in slot
You insert a precious coin, but looks like it's already refunded as the coin drops onto the ground. The coinbox seems to be missing from the machine!
The machine whirs into life. Electricity and mana merge into some sort of hidden cleaning art. Eventually the sound dies down while the cage attempts to fold its contents and then unceremoniously drops them on the (rather dusty) ground.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

You can also see trousers (empty) and stone cØin here.

>x trousers
These seem bespoke for our dear dead sod.

The trousers are very rigid and would be very hard to walk around in, even if they fit.

>wear trousers
(first taking trousers)
You put on trousers.

>e

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>w

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

You can also see stone cØin here.

>i
You are carrying:
  trousers (being worn)
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  tunic
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>put tunic in trousers
You put tunic into trousers.

>put stone in slot
You insert a precious coin, but looks like it's already refunded as the coin drops onto the ground. The coinbox seems to be missing from the machine!

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

You can also see stone cØin here.

>take tunic
Taken.

>put tunic in cage
You put tunic into the cage.

>take slot
That seems to be a part of Washer Dryer Folder Machine.

>take coin
(stone cØin)
Taken.

>put stone in slot
You insert a precious coin, but looks like it's already refunded as the coin drops onto the ground. The coinbox seems to be missing from the machine!

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

You can also see stone cØin here.

>x tunic
Grey. Drab. It doesn't invite a second look.

On a closer look, the tunic seems to have an intricate, labyrinthine pattern that seems impossible to trace with your eyes as its isometric design and weave showers details that occlude others making it such a visual mess it seems drab.

>g
Grey. Drab. It doesn't invite a second look.

On a closer look, the tunic seems to have an intricate, labyrinthine pattern that seems impossible to trace with your eyes as its isometric design and weave showers details that occlude others making it such a visual mess it seems drab.

>take tunic
Taken.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

You can also see stone cØin here.

>take all
stone cØin: Taken.

>l
Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>
I beg your pardon?

>i
You are carrying:
  stone cØin
  tunic
  trousers (being worn)
  dead eye cØin left
  dead eye cØin right
  alive cØin right
  alive cØin left
  tea candle (providing light)
  LITE
  silver cØin
  gold cØin
  score cØin
  cracked hand mirror
  hermetically sealed corn cob
  ID card
  dusty zØrkmid
  wallet
  fishing pole
  some sort of shape
  trowel
  wish cØin
  a Spider's Thread
  Word Transformation and You
  a Well Known Solution
  Mathematical Limits 3th Edition
  Can't Cant?
  leaflet
  adventure badge (being worn)

>w
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>n

Holding Room
Stub, this room is here just in case for now.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>s
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>s

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>w

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>n

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>n

Dank Dark Area
An unspeakable horror show surrounds you. I'll try to speak a few anyway: Viscera, gore, and other smears clot the area, with various small tunnels worming through muck. You immediately want to go back south, thankful the lights are on.

You can see grue here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>s

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>e

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>e

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

You can see wandering waif here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>n

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

You can see wandering waif here.

>e

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (in which is dead adventurer) here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>e
You can't go that way.

>en
That's not a verb I recognise.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>s

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

>e
You can't go that way.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>w
You can't go that way.

>s

Castle Foyer
The foyer is very homey, with a frighteningly deep shag carpet, offering a small runway before the throne room itself to the south. The bridge, forever drawn, lies north with sound of water reminding my of my incontinence.

You can see shag carpet here.

>n

Moat Bridge
Before you to the south stands a castle. Not quite majestic, more on the humble side to be honest. But it does have a moat, one with an intense current, and a bridge you seem to be standing on.

You sense a presence... where is it coming from?

>n

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You slide open the confessional door and sit.

Church Confessional
The confessional seems rather spacious. It's almost as if sins here have such weight, mass, volume they need space to fully extend before they are purged. A voile curtain separates confessor from sinner, so sheer that anonymity of any sort is just pageantry.

You can see Priest here.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e
You slide open the confessional door and stand.

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>n

A Clearing for Viewing
A peaceful backyard that catches equal parts breeze, shade, sun and stillness. The church is to the south, while a fence makes good neighbors in the other directions.

You can see coffin (in which is dead adventurer) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>s

Church
The small wooden church has wooden pews and not much else. To the west is the confessional. A door behind the pulpit is a door leading outside, while the short and unwinding road is to the south.

>s

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see small mailbox (empty) here.

>e

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Statue Garden
Many statues dot the area, making it somewhat of a compact obstacle course if you try to go anywhere. The statues are mainly of hulking young men, and seem to vary in age with some worn and weathered, while others look like they were made yesterday.

You can see Medusa here.

The lady of the realm seems to be rummaging through some sort of wardrobe to the north, her back to you. However her hair seems to be a mess of snakes, and a few have turned to face you, tongues hissing, eyes like beads. The lady throws some clothes out of over her shoulder and says "Oh, where is that thing?"
>d
You can't go that way.

The snake-haired woman has been alerted to your presence and is turning around!

>s

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>s

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>d
You can't go that way.

>s

Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>d
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>s

Mill-by-moat
Name by a bard, a giant water wheel is here. It churns endlessly as the moat's magnificent current drives the millstone ready to pulverize things into a fine powder.

You can see millstone here.

>s
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>n

Disused Garden
The remnants of a community garden are thriving. Wild flowers run amok with weeds, bits of broken lattice with chiggers running amok.

While not exactly freshly dug, there's a mound of dirt that seems more formed by human hands than by their absence.

You can also see shed (empty) here.

>e
You can't go that way.

>n

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

You can also see wandering waif here.

The waif slinks off, a jingle with each step.

>e

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Bank of Savings and Hold
The bank is spartan and dirty, with a single banker standing guard over a plinth'd lectern that contains a single coin. A bit of road can be seen to the south.

A single coin sits on the lectern, watched.

You can also see Banker here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>
I beg your pardon?

>s

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

>s

Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

It's quite odd, but you thought you could see the moon out of the corner of your eye. Focusing, there's nothing there but sky.

>d
You can't go that way.

It's quite odd, but you thought you could see the moon out of the corner of your eye. Focusing, there's nothing there but sky.

>e

Cornfield
The corn is, as they say, high as elephant's eye. So roughly 2 meters. Blissfully, this area seems to be maze-free and self-contained.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>e
You can't go that way.

>s
You can't go that way.

>w

Glen
With seclusion comes beauty and serenity. This glen seems rarely visited, with the wild flowers untrampled and the woodland creatures hiding from your sight. 

Stalks of corn poke the horizon eastward, while a gigantic boulder waylays any wanderings south. Civilization's thrum can be felt to the north. Industry and all that.

You can see monstrous boulder here.

>s
(first opening monstrous boulder)
Why would you even say that? Are you optimizing?

It's quite odd, but you thought you could see the moon out of the corner of your eye. Focusing, there's nothing there but sky.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n

Dead End
The road ends abruptly. Guess no one has heard of a cul-de-sac. Some weeds mark the end of the road before growing into a thick, impenetrable bushel to the east. The road widens to the west, with a sloping green to the south and a building to the north with bars on the window.

>w

East Road
The road continues east and west. You see some crumbling stone to the north, and what appears to be a garden to the south.

Plugged into nothing but humming along is a vending machine of adventurer titles.

>w

Central Road
You are on a short, dusty road made for feet, hooves and the wheels of commerce. 

There's a regal pull to the south, and a holy one to the north. The road itself extends the way the sun rises and sets.

A tiny model of a white houses, all boarded up. Seems familia, with an equally familiar and tinier mailbox next to it. 

You can also see wandering waif and small mailbox (empty) here.

>w

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n
You can't go that way.

>s

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>n

Occidental Road
The western road. Exits are west, a very good direction, as well as east, with the sound of water to the south.

You can see wandering waif here.

>w

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>d
You can't go that way.

>n

Dank Dark Area
An unspeakable horror show surrounds you. I'll try to speak a few anyway: Viscera, gore, and other smears clot the area, with various small tunnels worming through muck. You immediately want to go back south, thankful the lights are on.

You can see grue here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>s

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>s

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>d
You can't go that way.

>w
You can't go that way.

>n

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>w

Dry Cleaners
You are at the dry cleaners, which seems to be a small machine where you insert clothing and chemicals and hope for the best. The old days of washbasins and clothes on a line blowing in the breeze have gone the way of the dodo here as people try to use the machine. It might explain the smells that seem to linger where man walks in this land.

Commerce continues to the east.

The WDFW is here, buzzing with machinery, magic, and mischief.

>d
You can't go that way.

>e

Monster Exhibition
You seem to be in some of sort of sanitized monster exhibition as you approach the side of town reserved for commerce. Various cardboard cutouts of dragons, wumpuses (wumpi?), orcs, and other bumps in the nights are here, damaged and discolored. 

To the north is a small enclosure, dark and roofed. To the south you hear the sound of hammers and the smell of leather, to the west harsh chemicals, and a road picks up to the east.

A plaque bare of illustrations except a cartoony arrow pointing to the north is here, accompanied by some text.

>s

Shoe Shoppe
Ye stand in a small shoe shoppe. Alternatively, you stand in a small shoe shop. Its inventory seems exhausted. Behind the counter stands the cobbler, fidgety, eyeing her tools and resources. The place is well-worn and a bit dirty, home to bugs, grime, and shop talk.  Exits are north and west.

You can see Cobbler here.

>x resources
You can't see any such thing.

>take all
simple necklace: Don't think she'd like that. Some sort of old adage might work.

>x necklace
A simple adornment, with some sentimental value.

>ask cobbler about necklace
Maddeningly, they obviously have little interest in that!

>waste not want not
That's not a verb I recognise.

>e

Wishing Well
Mortared stone and time have left a wishing well adjacent to the moat that encircles the castle of the realm. With no bucket nor rope, this is just a place for people to dream a little a dream.

You can see Deep Well (empty) here.

>quit
Are you sure you want to quit? yes