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(Created page with "{{Template:CCVV Header}} ==Old Pipes== Ask her about the noises people swear they've heard down in the Wine Cellar and she waves a hand before you finish the sentence. "Old cellars settle. Casks shift, timber creaks, and once you've heard one wine-soaked story about a lonely ghost down there, you've heard them all." She's never actually been down herself, which she'll only mention if you push. Her certainty doesn't need company to hold up. It just sounds better when she...") |
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Ask her about the noises people swear they've heard down in the Wine Cellar and she waves a hand before you finish the sentence. "Old cellars settle. Casks shift, timber creaks, and once you've heard one wine-soaked story about a lonely ghost down there, you've heard them all." She's never actually been down herself, which she'll only mention if you push. | Ask her about the noises people swear they've heard down in the Wine Cellar and she waves a hand before you finish the sentence. "Old cellars settle. Casks shift, timber creaks, and once you've heard one wine-soaked story about a lonely ghost down there, you've heard them all." She's never actually been down herself, which she'll only mention if you push. | ||
Her certainty doesn't need company to hold up. It just sounds better when she has some. | Her certainty doesn't need company to hold up. It just sounds better when she has some, and she tears off a scrap of notebook, folds it into a scroll, and presses it into your hand, still talking. "For luck. Not that you'll need it, there's nothing down there." | ||
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Old Pipes
Ask her about the noises people swear they've heard down in the Wine Cellar and she waves a hand before you finish the sentence. "Old cellars settle. Casks shift, timber creaks, and once you've heard one wine-soaked story about a lonely ghost down there, you've heard them all." She's never actually been down herself, which she'll only mention if you push.
Her certainty doesn't need company to hold up. It just sounds better when she has some, and she tears off a scrap of notebook, folds it into a scroll, and presses it into your hand, still talking. "For luck. Not that you'll need it, there's nothing down there."
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