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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Of course, you could just stand on a nearby rain barrel and loudly declaim that any players of Knife-and-Candle nearby are gutless weasels with all the poise and breeding of a sorrow-spider. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - There were no fewer than eight players of Knife-and-Candle within earshot of you when you started making your opinion of them known. By the time you finished... well, actually you didn't finish. They had thoroughly stabbed you by then.
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| From Card/Storylet title | - A Night for Knives and Candles
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| Success description | - […] Knives flash in the dim light, and wax goes everywhere. Used to ambushes, the players attempt to escape your wrath. A few make it away, although others lie bleeding on the cobblestones as you take their candles.
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| Description | - Of course, you could just stand on a nearby rain barrel and loudly declaim that any players of Knife-and-Candle nearby are gutless weasels with all the poise and breeding of a sorrow-spider.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] Of course, you could just stand on a nearby rain barrel and loudly declaim that any players of Knife-and-Candle nearby are gutless weasels with all the poise and breeding of a sorrow-spider. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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