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Post by TheGunman1993 on Feb 2, 2010 11:01:23 GMT -5
Should a man wonder into the house that is safe, he should find himself disgusted not by sight of sound, but by the smell that fills his lungs. Putrid is the air, not of the filth of the undead that surrounds them, not of the decay and rot that permeates the city, but of something else, something more foul. The stench is obviously enough to chase a man out but as time goes on one grows more accustomed to the smell, though its scent is ever present.
[Perhaps IC Actions and then a Post to rid the smell?]
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