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Once home to culinary geniuses and hard working servants, these kitchens have deteriorated... Dark, murky, with footsteps and finger-marks in the thin layers of dust from where entities prowl after sundown.. Most cupboards are empty, yet some are locked... Heavy bolt locks made to fit keys the size of work-hammers. There is one room still fit to prepare a meal; this is lit by candles and home to all manner of terrifying kitchen-ware. Where the kitchens end, a locked iron door leads down into the dark, dank dungeons below...
Castle Vankoryth Kitchens
Once home to culinary geniuses and hard working servants, these kitchens have deteriorated... Dark, murky, with footsteps and finger-marks in the thin layers of dust from where entities prowl after sundown.. Most cupboards are empty, yet some are locked... Heavy bolt locks made to fit keys the size of work-hammers. There is one room still fit to prepare a meal; this is lit by candles and home to all manner of terrifying kitchen-ware. Where the kitchens end, a locked iron door leads down into the dark, dank dungeons below...
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Imiel [0] My name is Imiel. I was the angel sent to judge you. I have not fallen. I am the angel born without God.
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Ulrich Paternosta unlocked a cupboard. Inside was a bunch of liquor, albeit old liquor.
"Neva heard of UNSC, but I can take you to a tavern..."
"Neva heard of UNSC, but I can take you to a tavern..."
Ulrich Paternosta began to march towards the front of the castle, tipping back his own bottle and emptying it down his throat. It was decided. Enough of today's nonsense! Off to the bar.
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