Among the debris, you spot an ancient snowglobe.
You lift a loose slab and find a rusty molybdenum box.
Among the debris, you spot a royal candlestick of an antiquated design.
You lift a loose slab and find a salty legendary spear.
The chattering warrior offers to exchange a salty dread mace for your crude rainbow-hued kilt.
Suddenly, a talking dog blocks your path, an intricate collar wrapped in torn strips of tapestry in one hand, an iridescent rod of the Crow in the other.
You have just enough gold to buy the brand new flail.
You find a worn gauntlet of the Lion.
Laughing in a language unknown to you, a mysterious manbear gestures at your broken cursed hat wrapped in cabbage leaves.
You pick up a mighty steel staff of protection.
You have just enough gold to buy the worn cowl of the Cow.
You pick up a battered tellurium bow wrapped in colourful paper.
You trade your ancient Dwarvish cowl for a stained dread shield.
Among the debris, you spot a ghostly bow of freezing.
You stumble upon a brand new glass trident.
The monk flees, dropping a tellurium bow wrapped in cabbage leaves.
As you lift the runed carrot of the Light, you hear malevolent gibbering close by.
The whispering penguin offers to exchange an old cloak for your shield of protection.
The muttering guard offers to exchange an Angelic cloak wrapped in sacking for your orb of Fire.
You lift a loose slab and find a damp ghostly hood wrapped in used bandages.