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A Rowdy Saloon
[Exits: south]
Just inside the swinging double doors, a constant roar of laughter, arguing,
and mindless shouting fill the saloon. Beyond the near-blinding cloud of
smoke, you see men of various races and sizes going about their business or
participating in some recreation. Sales and trade negotiations can be
overheard, while some play poker for large stacks of coins. Along the
upstairs railing, saloon girls call down to you, their offers enticing. In
the corner, a tiny human man plays a little number on his rough looking
piano. Amongst the roughness, a straight-faced bartender watches you with
caution. Not once does he break his gaze upon you as he shines a glass in his
hands to perfection and places it on the shelf below the counter. He
apparently considers you no threat, as he proceeds to wipe down the counter.
(Token magic) A long polished bar stretches along the southern wall.
Natilena's sense of humour is here bouncing around.
Natilena's sense of humour clears its throat and begins to sing.....

Well I'm back, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Fix your **** antenna tune it in and then I'm gonna
enter in, under your skin like a splinter
The center of attention, back for the winter
I'm interesting, the best thing since wrestling
Investing in your kid's ears a nest egg
Testing, attention please
Feel the tension, soon as someone mentions me
Here's my ten cents, my two cents is free
A nuisance, who sent? You sent for me?

Natilena's sense of humour wiggles its bottom

Now this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me
I said-this looks like a job for me
So everybody, just follow me
Cause we need a little, controversy
Cause it feels so empty, without me

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