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Depending on the season, he will sell either {{sloot|i|Icy snowball|Snowball}}s or {{sloot|i|rotten tomato|Tomato}}es that may be thrown at people.
Depending on the season, he will sell either {{sloot|i|Icy snowball|Snowball}}s or {{sloot|i|rotten tomato|Tomato}}es that may be thrown at people.


==Description==
==Description==
Dressed in rags and looking dirty, the urchin sits sullenly on an upturned wooden box. A second box, filled with rotten tomatoes, sits next to him, and he glances at it from time to time, then up at the stained pillory.

=====Winter description=====
Dressed in a thick coat over some rags and looking dirty, the urchin sits sullenly on an upturned wooden box. A second box, filled with icy snowballs, sits next to him, and he glances at it from time to time, then up at the stained pillory.
Dressed in a thick coat over some rags and looking dirty, the urchin sits sullenly on an upturned wooden box. A second box, filled with icy snowballs, sits next to him, and he glances at it from time to time, then up at the stained pillory.

Revision as of 21:33, 27 November 2015

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A street urchin
Status: Alive
Race: Unknown
Gender: Male
Location: The Crossing (Ranik Map 1)
Type: shopowner
Tasks: kill, delivery

Depending on the season, he will sell either Snowballs or Tomatoes that may be thrown at people.

Description

Dressed in rags and looking dirty, the urchin sits sullenly on an upturned wooden box. A second box, filled with rotten tomatoes, sits next to him, and he glances at it from time to time, then up at the stained pillory.

Winter description

Dressed in a thick coat over some rags and looking dirty, the urchin sits sullenly on an upturned wooden box. A second box, filled with icy snowballs, sits next to him, and he glances at it from time to time, then up at the stained pillory.