You have entered a new environment. Notice the change in the heading!
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Otherwise this happens:
"Wait a sec, Miss," the troll says as you start moving. "Let me have a look at you!" You stop curiously as he moves over for a closer look - not, it turns out, at you, but at what you are carrying. Or rather not carrying. |
"Feeling lucky, huh?" he continues. Seeing the lack of comprehension in your eyes, he elaborates: "You're unarmed! Now I don't wanna scare you gal, but this can be a pretty dangerous place. Guess I must be out of my mind, but I'll let you borrow this." He unhooks a dagger and its scabbard from his belt and hands them to you. "Now remember I'm just loaning'em to you until you get a weapon to call your own, see? And just for the record, you have to get one before I'll let you downstairs!" "Why?" you ask. "Is it that much more dangerous there?" He shrugs, "Dunno," he admits, "but if you go down you're not coming back up, see? And then I'd never see my dagger again if you brought it with you! Here on Level One all routes tend to lead back here, so..." After attaching the scabbard to your belt he steps back and take another look at you. |
"My grandpa," he muses, "used to say a body feels better with some money on'im. Or her, in your case. Now I'm not exactly wealthy, but I guess I can spare this." After rummaging through his pockets for a a while he tosses you a small pouch that looks rather light (and feels so too when you grab it), but on closer inspection turns out to contain a single slightly irregular silver coin - pre- sumably what is referred to as a Silver Piece. "Okay so it's just a token value," he grins. "Call it a start on your first million. At least now you've got something to keep your money in if you should find any more!" |
a single Silver Piece.
The section (which is skipped entirely if you have both money and a weapon) ends
You thank the helpful troll then go about your business. |
After a bit of thought you decide you might as well take a closer look at the room you're in before you go on. When the troll realises what you are doing, he smiles. "Hey Miss," he remarks. "Know how many have been through here before you? Think they overlooked something?" You ignore him and keep searching. A couple of minutes later you return to the center of the room holding your first "treasure" - a small brass key. "So you found something," the troll admits. "Think it's gonna do you any good? Maybe someone threw it away because it's worthless!" After some more thought you pick a direction and leave the room. |
After a bit of thought you pick a direction and leave the room. |
If you haven't lost track yet, the program then branches depending on your choice of direction: