An imp stands behind the table, polishing a long, twisted, wicked-looking sword. When you enter, she puts it down and smiles at you.
She bows and smiles unctuously at you. "I am Goosenargh. Welcome to my humble Shoppe."
"I make fine imp weapons for Sastor." She picks up and displays the sword. "I take great pride in them."
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grea@prid
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"Anything humans can do, we can do better." She smiles, showing many teeth.
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fine@weap
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"Yes. But Sastor has been slow getting them. You can purchase some if you want. They may be helpful if you want to see Sastor." She winks at you saucily.
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purc
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Goosenargh's Shoppe
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sast
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She looks around, to make sure nobody's spying. "That old stiff? That pompous imp with delusions of grandeur? He runs this place. For now. He only rules because he's hidden himself so well."
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hidd@well
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"Hidden very well." She leans close to you. "But I can tell you how to get to him. You need to get into the room north of the hordling pit. There's a hint for how to do it, I hear, hidden under one of the hordling's filth piles."
"Why don't you go look? If you can kill Sastor, you'll be rich!"
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rich
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"Gems! Gold! Magical tomes! You'll never know until you go!"
