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This is a mere shanty with sunlight streaming through the cracks and the
wind moaning through the rafters. With little more than space for an old
wood heater and a bed this room has seen long years of neglect. Old armor
and weapons hang from the beams and bags filled with glowing objects hang
from the nails in the walls. You see an old coffee can and a rusting old
pan laying on the floor hopefully for feeding some kind of pet you think.
Newpapers faded and wind torn line the walls and the 4-paned window has a
third of one of the panes missing and stuffed with an old stocking. You
sniff the air expecting a foul lingering odor and are surprised at the smell
of jasmine in the air.