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#31800
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Dock Area Zone Description Room~
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Kaan
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Zone 318 is linked to the following zones:
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315 McGintey Business District at 31801 (north) ---> 31571
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315 McGintey Business District at 31804 (north) ---> 31573
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322 McGintey Bay at 31842 (south) ---> 32273
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322 McGintey Bay at 31843 (south) ---> 32275
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322 McGintey Bay at 31844 (south) ---> 32277
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322 McGintey Bay at 31846 (south) ---> 32271
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322 McGintey Bay at 31847 (south) ---> 32269
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322 McGintey Bay at 31848 (south) ---> 32267
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322 McGintey Bay at 31849 (south) ---> 32265
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#31801
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West Main~
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The road continues downhill to the south, toward wine, women and drunken
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brawls. The stench fish and sea-goers gets stronger and stronger with each step
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you take down toward the docks. To the north is the way into the main business
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section of the City.
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West Main~
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You are nearing sea level, which is just south and downhill from where you
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stand. The repugnant smell of fish and guts, sailors and sweat is still all
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around you, but to your shame you find that you are beginning to get a bit used
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to it. North leads the way uphill into McGintey's business district.
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West Main~
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You have come to the southern end of West Main, where the street stops it's
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travel downhill and south, allowing the Dock Road to take over, which is just
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west from here. The road heads north, uphill toward the main city section of
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McGintey Cove, or east into a tightly packed alley where a sizable crowd of
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people seem to be gathered around, watching something.
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East Main~
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The road heads south at a steep downhill angle, making travel a bit
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difficult, especially with the poor condition if the roads. To the north is the
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main business section of McGintey Cove.
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East Main~
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The road heads steeply downhill toward the docks and all the mariad life
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which seems to frequent that area. Just south of you is the final step where
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you reach sea level and what looks to be the grubbiest section of any town you
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have ever seen begins. To the north, the road heads uphill toward the main
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business area for the Cove.
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East Main~
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You have reached the bottom of the large hill which runs north from here into
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the main business area. South of you is mroe of the road, which runs along side
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a very large building, presumably the Boat Station, where one may book passage
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to any of the islands of Dibrova. West of you is an alley where it looks like a
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sizable crowd has gathered, all intent and yelling at something in their center.
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#31807
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Alley at the Cock Fights~
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You stand in a cramped alley which is made all the more cramped by all the
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people who have crowded together to watch and bet on these beasts which battle
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on the ground in the center of this man-made ring. The exits lead east and
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west.
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East Main~
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The road runs north and south here. On your west is the wall of the enormous
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boat station here in McGintey Cove. The entrance looks to be just south of
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here. To the east is an old, three story building which looks from this angle
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to be completely abandoned.
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East Main~
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You stand on before a huge concrete building which holds the Boat Station
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here in McGintey Cove. This Boat Station is said to be the largest commercial
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outlet for personal travel overseas in Dibrova. A great number of people go in
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and come out of this place, many obviously foreigners. The entrance to the Boat
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Station is to the west and the road runs north and south.
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East Main~
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The road continues north and south, a small shop lies just east of you. To
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the south you can see the very tops of ships' masts that are docked in the
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harbor. The shop east of here looks to be that of a netweaver's.
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East Main~
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Still heading north and south, this road has turned from the easily traveled
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paving to the north to a muddy, sludgy mess that you must literally make an
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effort each time you take a step to lift your foot high enough to clear the mud
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that threathens to ruin your footwear and bog you down. To the east is a very
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crude looking building, a sign hanging out front with no writing, just a badly
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painted picture of a cracked beer mug on it. To the west, a narrow, dark alley
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allows limited access.
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Netweaver~
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This small shop is festooned with nets of assorted size, color and shape.
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Most are made for fishing, for those commercial fisherman who supply the town
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with fish to eat. Some, however, are made for a more deadly purpose, one which
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a player may find quite useful....
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McGintey Boat Station~
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Upon entering into this huge hall, the first thing you notice is the rush of
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sound that comes at you from every side. It seems everyone is trying
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desperately to yell over everyone else to make sure they get the right ticket to
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the right destination. The next thing you notice is the amount of people who
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seem to have found a home here at the station, on the benches which are rowed
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neatly in the center of the floor. These benches were obviously intended for
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use by the customers who await the arrival of their boat, but it seems that some
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the lower class, possibly less fortunates have decide that these benches work
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very well as a bed, too. There are ticket booths to the north and south. The
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exit is east.
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McGintey Boat Station~
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This part of the station is no different from the front section. Bums and
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screaming people. Everywhere. Love it here, yep! (That WAS sarcasm) There are
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more ticket booths to the north, the south, and the west. The exit is off to
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the east. Past more bums.
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Dibrova Travels~
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You stand at a glass window with a small hole cut in the bottom center. A
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sign hangs behind the receptionist, detailing the ports of call for this
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particular travel company.
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Travels Abroad~
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You stand at a glass window with a small hole cut in the bottom center. A
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particular travel company.
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You stand at a glass window with a small hole cut in the bottom center. A
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You stand at a glass window with a small hole cut in the bottom center. A
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Hodges Travel, Inc.~
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You stand at a glass window with a small hole cut in the bottom center. A
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Narrow Alley~
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With the Boat Station wall to your north and the wall of a two story brothel
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to your south, this alley is so covered in shadows as to be dark. It continues
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Narrow Alley~
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The alley stills seems to lead somewhere to the west, but still without
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enough light to see by. A faint trickle of light comes from the east, where the
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alley opens up into the main street.
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Dead End in Narrow Alley~
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Ahhh, finally some light! Although, with the light that is available here,
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you may have been better off not seeing. There is a small, hooded lantern
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casting light on the alley floor where five large punks huddle around a craps
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game they were gambling on. Notice the word 'WERE' there. See, you have
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interrupted their game, and they don't seem pleased. No, not at all.
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The HQ of the Bloody Scythe Gang~
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This place, what appears to be an abandoned warehouse, is home to one of the
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deadliest gangs of thugs in McGintey Cove. All crime, all prostitution, and all
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illegal gambling activities are controlled from this room. Well, that is all
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crime, prostitution and gambling that the Dead Boys (McGintey's other gang)
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don't control is controlled from here. Seems that the Bloody Scythes don't take
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a shine to having unexpected company, either. Better duck!
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Dock Road~
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You are at the northern end of Dock Road which at this point, isn't anywhere
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near the docks, but leads to them directly. To the east is West Main street and
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Dock Road~
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The road heads south toward the docks where all vessels commercial and
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private are kept when in port. The sound of the sea begins to be much more
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prevalent as you make your way toward the docks. The sounds, the smell, and the
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excitement of a busy seaport seems to call to you as you hurry along.
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The Dock Road continues south toward the docks or north toward a large hill
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Dock Road~
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Dock Road comes to an intersection on itself just south of you, where it
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splits east and west and runs along the docks where all of the many ships are
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kept while in port. To the east is a small dirt trail. It looks to be fairly
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well used, however there is something about it, something slightly unsettling
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The trail makes a turn to the north, where it leads up to a small wooden
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You stand before the shack, wondering if it would be a good idea to knock, or
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from out here, there are probably quite a few someones home. They are making a
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loud-assed racket. You may head south away from the shack or north into it.
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HQ for the Dead Boys~
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These boys are, of course, not dead. In fact, they are far from it. They
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seem to have a non-stop party that goes on and on and on. Almost makes you want
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to join them, but just as you begin to think these party animals might be cool
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to hang out with for a few drunken hours, they turn as one and decide that
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kicking your ass would be more fun than the beer for a while. Hey, you know,
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You Gotta Fight... For Your Right...
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The Cracked Mug~
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A gaggle of sailors all huddle around an old battered piano, most of them
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drunker than drunk can be. They all sing along in off-keys to an off-key tune
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played by a sailor who probably has never touched a piano before in his life.
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Seems like a harmless enough place to come in and have a drink or two...
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East Main~
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East Main heads south toward the docks, which you can faintly see in the
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distance now. A wide road heads off to your east, past a bar and a warehouse.
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To the west is nicely kept house decorated in pastel colors. For some reason,
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there are a number of women leaning on the front balcony, smiling and waving.
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Hm, you must look extra good today or something!
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Myra's House of Ill Repute~
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Madame Myra hosts the only business of this nature in this town, thereby
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granting her the luxury of picking and choosing her custom, not to mention her
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price. A sign on the wall catches your eye.
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Warehouse Road~
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The road runs along a couple of large warehouses which seem for the most part
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unused or at least, unguarded. One lies directly south from you and the other
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just northeast. To the west is East Main.
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Warehouse Road~
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The road runs east and west from here, dead ending just east at a large,
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empty looking house. To the north is the entrance to a large warehouse.
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Warehouse Road~
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The road ends here, warehouse walls to the north and south with no entrances,
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and an old, empty looking house to the east. To the west the street heads
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toward East Main and the docks.
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Abandoned Building~
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This ransacked home must have been the home of either the owner of these
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warehouses or the place where the guard lived who watched over them. It makes
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little difference who lived here then, because the house has been completely
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gutted by the various hoodlums and punks of the town. It also looks as if it
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could be a favorite of some of the squatters of this town. The exit lies west.
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Warehouse~
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A few crates lay scattered throughout the room, all of them seem to have the
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appearance of having been left here for quite some time. Never hurts to check,
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though...
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East Main~
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East Main runs south into Dock Road, the road which runs east to west along
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the docks where all vessels are required to tie up when in port. To the west is
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a small motel which offers vacancy, however it does look as if it would most
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probably be a favorite hangout for sailors and call girls, not the affluent
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qworld traveller type like yourself.
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Warehouse~
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Boxes and crates litter the floor. Your footsteps echo hollowly in this huge
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building, convincing you that you are most probably alone in this place. A
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quick search might reveal a prize or two.
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Roach Motel~
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There is a door in the east wall, presumably leading to the rooms where one
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might rest for the night. A man sits behind a thick plate of glass reading a
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small pamphlet and ignoring you. It seems if you want any help, you'll have to
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ask for it.
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east to west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 5, designated for pleasure crafts and commercial travel.
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To your north East Main heads up toward the main business district of McGinety
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Cove.
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#31843
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east to west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 6, designated for pleasure crafts only. To your north is
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the wall of a large warehouse, the entrance to which must be on another side.
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east to west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 7, the last of seven docks, this one designated as pleasure
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crafts only. The shipyard lies to the east or you may head west back along the
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Dock Road.
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Shipyard~
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This is where the boats of McGintey Cove are made and repaired. Hard working
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men work round the clock to make sure that the commerce and trade which this
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great city depends so much on does not come to a halt.
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#31846
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east and west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 4 which is designated as commercial travel only.
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#31847
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east and west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 3 which is designated as commercial travel only.
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#31848
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Dock Road~
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You stand on the Dock Road which runs east and west along McGintey's docks.
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To the south is Dock 2 which is designated as commercial travel and commercial
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business. To the north, Dock Road runs toward a large hill that leads up into
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the main business section of the Cove.
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#31849
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Dock Road~
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You have come to the western end of Dock Road, where the only exit besides
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the way you came os south, onto Dock 1, designated as commercial business crafts
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only.
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#31850
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A Garbage Littered Hallway~
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You stand just inside a building that appears to have been some sort of
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housing project in it heyday. There are doors both north and south of you -
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both of them are closed at this time. Of course, the doors don't look like they
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would do much to keep anyone in or out of the rooms beyond. They are all nasty
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and corroded, most of the wood peeling away in strips. The hallway heads east
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into more filth, best to watch your step, there is no light and you could trip
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on some garbage.
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318 8 0 0 0 0
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#31851
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Bottom Floor of an Old Apartment Building~
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This place appears to have been abandoned quite some time ago - like years -
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but you never know. There are doors to the east, south and north from where you
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stand now. The hallway leads west toward the doorless entrance out onto East
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Main. Was that a -clunk! - you just heard from one of the levels above?
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318 8 0 0 0 0
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