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The prostitute's earnings are hidden on the roof of her house. They total 821 gold. Someone got a discount.




Our next stop is the bar. While we're here we overhear something that contributes to this trainwreck of a storyline.

: Yeah, it's 'orrible.
: Another drink, eh?
: So, I've heard that Tristan and his boys went down...
: Tis a sad thing.
: I've heard that Lord British has been trying to locate the Avatar to solve the problem.
: The Avatar? He hasn't been seen in Britannia in two hundred years! He can't possibly still be alive, can he?
: Why not? Lord British is older than dirt!
: Well, if the Avatar does come around, I hope that he can undo this mess.
: Yeah, even New Magincia is withering away.
: How much more can Britannia take?




: Oh, we've got beer, grog, mead... and we've got the special. So, do you want a drink?
: What's the special?
: Not so loud, mate. I can fix you up with some Serpent's Venom if you'd like.
: What is Serpent's Venom?
: Oh, it's a right good little concoction.
: Not only does it increase your ability to fight, but it also helps you out in the bedroom, if you know what I mean.
: I... wait, who told... I'll just have rum.






We were too embarassed to buy any in the bar, but a cache of Serpent Venom can be found on the roof. I'm sure we can find a use for those later.




Now that we're done down here, we can take the lift out of this miserable hellhole and head for the island interior.





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