Wrewdison scans the area, hoping to find some cartoon bourbon. However, they soon realize that the bourbon in their possession is not of the animated variety. It is a real, genuine glass of rich and amber-colored bourbon whiskey, perfect for savoring the flavors of caramel, vanilla, and oak. Wrewdison takes a moment to appreciate the drink, enjoying its smooth and slightly sweet taste.

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Snarf is not present in the current location.

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Ratz looks up from cleaning a glass and grunts, "Herr. Someone was asking about you earlier. Said they had a gig for you. Left a message at the bar. You might wanna check it." He points to a small slip of paper on the counter.

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Falafel guy looks up from his food cart, a big smile spreading across his face. "Hey, my friend! Long time no see," he exclaims. "I knew you couldn't resist the temptation of my tasty falafels for too long. You want the usual?" Falafel guy starts prepping the ingredients with lightning-fast efficiency, his hands moving with precision. The enticing scent of spices fills the air as he expertly fries the falafel balls to perfection. "Hot sauce?" he asks, holding up a bottle with a mischievous grin. "You know it adds that extra kick!" As you chat, he casually mentions his past in the Israeli military, earning a raised eyebrow of surprise. "Oh, don't worry," he says nonchalantly. "I left all the killing behind when I started my food cart business. But hey, if any unruly customers give you trouble, I've got my trusty spatula right here." With a flourish, Falafel guy hands you a warm, fragrant falafel pita, generously stuffed with all your favorite toppings. "On the house, my friend," he says, winking. "Enjoy!"

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Zeb looks down at the small mushroom person, Truffle, perched on his shoulder. Truffle squirms excitedly and points towards the dark tunnels. Zeb: "Looks like we've got some exploring to do, Truffle. Stay close and keep your eyes peeled." Zeb sets off into the tunnels, his footsteps echoing in the darkness. Truffle clings onto his shoulder tightly, scanning the surroundings with curiosity.

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Zeb looks down at Truffle, who nods eagerly. "Of course I am! I'm always ready for an adventure," Truffle chirps.

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Starla looks up from her work, a soldering iron in hand, when she hears Zeb's voice. She raises an eyebrow and nods in acknowledgment. Starla: "Hey Zeb, what can I do for you today?" she asks, her tone curious but guarded.

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Ratz hands Zeb a steaming mug of black coffee, the rich aroma filling the air. As Zeb takes a sip, Ratz leans on the bar, his squinty brown eyes fixed on him. "Someone was looking for you earlier," he grumbles in his gruff voice. "Didn't leave a name, but they seemed anxious to find you. Don't know what it's about, but I figured you'd want to know."

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The object forge hums with activity as Lazarus waits. After a few moments, it emits a distinctive ping sound, signaling the completion of a new item. Lazarus eagerly looks over to see what the forge has created this time.

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Lazarus examines the object forge, observing the table-sized device made of glass on three sides. Inside, multiple robotic arms and a holocule extruder can be seen, ready to bring forth various objects. The forge emits a soft hum of energy, signaling its readiness to create. A bright holographic display illuminates in front of Lazarus, prompting them to input their desired specifications for an object.

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