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$You walk down the passage and soon another passage opens to your right.
$After a whispered conference, you decide to go straight for the time
$being and continue along the path you are following.
$You round a bend in the passage and see that a room lies directly ahead
$of you. Dim light filters back to you and the air is stagnant and foul
$smelling. Bones and rusty armor litter the corridor. An evil laugh
$echoes down the passageway. You are fearful, but creep forward and
$look into the room.
$A troll sits on the dirty floor. It gnaws the remains of some large
$creature's bones.
$The troll is unbelievably ugly. It must be nine feet tall and has a
$lumpy green hide. Greenish black hair falls over its black, empty
$eyes. As you watch, the troll cracks a bone easily with its long,
$sharp teeth, then picks the marrow out with its great claws. As it
$sucks the marrow, it lets out a loud laugh.
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$"It's a troll!" Laurus says, in horror. "They're awful mean!"
$"It does look mean," you say, ignoring his warning, "But there are two
$of us. We could kill it if we had to. Maybe we can defeat it."
71. If you decide to fight the troll.
72. If you decide to creep quietly down
:the corridor you passed earlier.
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