The goat looks up at Thraeryn, its eyes glinting with a strange intensity. It lets out a low bleat before responding, "Ah, Thraeryn, my crimson comrade! I am here in this wretched alley, basking in the dark energy that permeates this place. Are ye seeking the power of the occult as well?"

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Thraeryn approaches the drunk man and gently nudges him, trying to wake him up. However, in his haste, he accidentally drops the sandwich onto the floor.

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As time passes and the players stand in contemplation, the start button in front of them grows more enticing. It glimmers with the promise of adventure and excitement, urging them to take the next step and enter the game. The players feel a surge of anticipation, knowing that new challenges and encounters await them beyond that button.

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Thraeryn approaches the payphone and examines it closely. It is an old, weathered payphone with a cult of the dead cow sticker stuck on the outside of the glass door. There is a mysterious dataport, seemingly out of place on a phone this old. Thraeryn also notices a quarter in the coin return.

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Thraeryn takes one of his ancient-looking tomes from his bag and hands it to Ibrahim. "Here, my friend," he says, "I believe this book may aid you in your studies. It contains ancient spells and knowledge that might help you unlock the secrets you seek." Ibrahim receives the book with gratitude, his eyes lighting up with anticipation.

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Lambda37 walks out of Cyberdelia, deciding to leave the hacker hangout behind for now.

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The payphone is old and worn, with a cult of the dead cow sticker on the glass door. You notice a quarter in the coin return and a mysterious dataport that seems out of place.

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Thraeryn focuses his magical energy and summons a larger number of magical targets, filling the air with their ethereal presence. As they dart and weave through the air, Thraeryn swiftly draws his six-shooter and begins shooting at the targets with increasing speed and precision. Each shot finds its mark, further enhancing Thraeryn's shooting skills and solidifying his mastery as a gunslinger.

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As Zeb readied himself to throw the black steel mace at a nearby target, his grip on the weapon slipped. In a moment of panic, he fumbled and the mace slipped from his hand, clattering to the ground. Zeb looked disappointed, but quickly recovered and picked up the mace, determined to redeem himself with another attempt.

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Zeb's eyes widen in genuine awe as he witnesses Thraeryn's magical prowess. He can't help but let out a low whistle of admiration. "Impressive work, Thraeryn. That enchanted six-shooter of yours is going to be a game-changer. No more worrying about misfires or running out of bullets. You're going to be unstoppable with that by your side." Zeb gives his friend a hearty pat on the back, impressed by the remarkable abilities Thraeryn possesses.

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