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| rdfs:label | - Set forth into the cellars
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Liveried guards armed with oversized pistols patrol the under-stairs levels. Rumours abound that the cellars hold things far more dangerous than wine. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title | - The Lady and the Cantigaster
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| Failure title | - The sounds of the cellars
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| Failure description | - A screech, almost too high to hear. The beating of a great drum. A long, lonely wail. What is going on in these depths?
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| From Card/Storylet title | - The Duchess and the Cantigaster
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| Success description | - [… ]The Duchess uses a great bronze key to open the door that defeated you. She slips inside. You peer past the hinges. The room beyond contains the Cantigaster.
You can see […]that the Cantigaster was once a man.
Now he is a[…] sac of poison.
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| Description | - Liveried guards armed with oversized pistols patrol the under-stairs levels. Rumours abound that the cellars hold things far more dangerous than wine.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] Liveried guards armed with oversized pistols patrol the under-stairs levels. Rumours abound that the cellars hold things far more dangerous than wine. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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