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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] The Drownies won't let you speak with your quarry. They will not be convinced of your cause by anything less than a fight. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - There are too many of them. Cold hands grasp your clothing and pull you towards the oily dockside water. They sing some uncanny song of the deep waters, and the dim light begins to fade. You break free and run rather than suffer the fate of a Drownie
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| Success description | - The Drownies[…]surround[…]you, but naturally you[…]force the horde back to the waters. The member of the Black Ribbon Society watches[…]
When you are alone, she[…]speaks[…]:
'Feducci has not given up, I see. What does he want this time?'
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| Description | - The Drownies won't let you speak with your quarry. They will not be convinced of your cause by anything less than a fight.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] The Drownies won't let you speak with your quarry. They will not be convinced of your cause by anything less than a fight. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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