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You charge with a lunge towards Kandor, your sword at the ready.
Within the fetid swamp.
Furiae, a sable megachiropteran, whirs quietly here, wings at rest. Kandor is here. He wields a runic totem in both hands.
You see exits leading east, south, and west.
Your blindness is cured by a wunjo rune on a totem.
Your limbs lock up in paralysis as you see an inguz rune on a totem.
Your attention is grabbed and held by a fascinating butterfly-like rune.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
Your insomnia has cleared up.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
You feel incredibly tired, and fall asleep immediately.
You spy a fehu rune on a totem.
You feel yourself calm down as the kola nut wears off.
Your sleeping body bumps harmlessly into Kandor.
The mental image of someone going 'RAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRG-zzzzzz...' then bumping into a smiling Kandor, casually leaning on his totem, gave me fits of laughter.