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+>TM 4\r
+>LS 2\r
+>PS ON\r
+>PL60\r
+>SM6\r
+>CP ON\r
+>FO OFF\r
+>------L-----------------------!---------------------------R\r
+ \ 5ä31\ 5ä \r
+\r
+ A large wooden platform has been erected at the \r\8a centre of the market place upon which twenty men and \r\8a women are standing side by side with their heads \r\8a bowed. These poor wretches wear heavy iron manacles \r\8a which encase their wrists and ankles. Standing behind \r\8a them are eight hard-faced guards, each with a loop of \r\8a knotted rope that dangles menacingly from their \r\8a wrist. The scorching desert sun beats down without \r\8a mercy upon those in the line, yet if any of them \r\8a should dare to move but an inch they immediately feel \r\8a the stinging lash of a rope across their backs.\r
+\r
+ Over the years you have heard many tales about the \r\8a slave auctions of Vassagonia, but you had never \r\8a anticipated that one day you would witness one. This \r\8a cruel auction fills you with feelings of anger and \r\8a revulsion as, one by one, the slaves are dragged from \r\8a the line and sold to the highest bidder. The owner of \r\8a the slaves is a stout Vassagonian with small piggy \r\8a eyes and a wart which sits like a ripe brown cherry \r\8a on the end of his nose. Every time a slave is sold he \r\8a cackles like a witch when the new owner steps forward \r\8a to pay the auction price.\r
+\r
+ You are about to suggest to Oriah that you should \r\8a leave the square and go back to the horses, when \r
+ suddenly your Kai senses alert you to danger. Within \r\8a the crowd there are many pairs of eyes that have been \r\8a staring avariciously at your beautiful companion. The \r\8a slave trader has become aware of this and you see him \r\8a signal to his henchmen. Immediately they enter the \r\8a crowd and move to encircle you and Oriah. You \r\8a unsheathe your weapon and command the slaver to call \r\8a off his men, but he ignores your order. Suddenly the \r\8a crowd melts away to reveal his six muscular thugs. \r\8a They are no longer holding knotted ropes; now they \r\8a hold scimitars and axes with which they slash the air \r\8a as slowly they advance towards you.\r
+\r
+ "Slay him ! shouts the slaver, "Slay the Northlander \r\8a and bring me the girl!"\r
+ \r
+ Slave Trader's Henchmen\r
+ COMBAT SKILL 33 ENDURANCE 36\r
+\r
+ If you win this combat in \ 5â4\ 5â rounds, or less, turn \r
+ to \ 5â289\ 5â\r
+\r
+ If you win the combat in \ 5â5\ 5â rounds (or more), turn \r
+ to \ 5â195\ 5â\r
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