|BH, Temple of Luna|
|An unkempt man picks his nose while looking around.|
|His shirt is buttoned one too high on one side and hangs crookedly over his|
trousers which hang so low his butt is showing. A length of rope over one
shoulder keeps them from falling completely down. Lice verily spring from
his greasy matted hair, which is generously sprinkled with flakes of dead
skin. As he digs deeper into his nasal passage with his finger, powerful
body odor almost explodes forth from his underarm, passersby give him a
The village idiot is in an excellent condition.
You attempt to peek at the inventory:
You can't see anything.
|by Ferrum , 18.12.2001 22:31 MSK|