Grog led the way into the cellar. He spotted a sword lying on the floor. He picked it up, decided it wasn't interesting, and tossed it back over his shoulder.
Something clanged behind him. He spun around, axe at the ready. There was a sword on the floor. He picked it up, decided it wasn't interesting, and tossed it back over his shoulder.
Something clanged behind him. He spun around, axe at the ready. There was a sword on the floor. He picked it up, decided it wasn't interesting...and the mage hastily said, "Grog, mind if I take a look at that sword?"
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