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Lytria turns and skips back, grabbing the staff. "I know how to use it to magically acquire a nice amount of gold" she said happily, twirling it a bit. "but perhaps we should go find someplace less depressing. this place is starting to creep me out, like something might just appear out of the fog and start ripping us up into little itty bits and then devour our bite sized remains. no one would be around to help us. oh no, we would be quite helpless and most assuredly dead!" she exclaimed as she started looking about for potential danger, in a very paranoid looking manner.