{
"description": [
"This clearing between stacks of burlap sacks and heavy crates is rife with the mingled odors of jute and oakum. In the amber light of a brass lantern strung between the hanging ballast of iron-banded molasses barrels, a lean grimalkin laps avidly at a hardened puddle of the syrup. Beyond the freight, a wayward belaying pin describes the same rattling arc in the back-and-forth influence of wind and tide."
],
"id": 23459,
"location": "Wehnimer's Landing",
"paths": [
"Obvious exits: out"
],
"timeto": {
"19109": 0.2
},
"title": [
"[Lick of the Cat]"
],
"wayto": {
"19109": "out"
}
}
Room Information
| Description: | This clearing between stacks of burlap sacks and heavy crates is rife with the mingled odors of jute and oakum. In the amber light of a brass lantern strung between the hanging ballast of iron-banded molasses barrels, a lean grimalkin laps avidly at a hardened puddle of the syrup. Beyond the freight, a wayward belaying pin describes the same rattling arc in the back-and-forth influence of wind and tide. | ||||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Obvious Paths: | Obvious exits: out | ||||||||
| Exit Command | Connecting Room ID | ||||||||
| out | 19109 | ||||||||