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VANARA
[The room you are in smells like burnt wood and sulfur. The room itself seems uncomfortably hot, but not unbearably so.]
[It's a relatively plain room, with beige wallpaper and a white tile floor. The lights above you are tinted red, and they flicker on and off in regular intervals. There's an old timey wood burning oven affixed to the wall in front of you. Inside the hearth a fire burns, the flames licking and dancing around wooden logs. In a circle, positioned on the other three walls of the room, are seven different doors. Each door has a nameplate on it with the following words written in fancy lettering:]
LUST
GLUTTONY
GREED
PRIDE
WRATH
SLOTH
ENVY
[It's a relatively plain room, with beige wallpaper and a white tile floor. The lights above you are tinted red, and they flicker on and off in regular intervals. There's an old timey wood burning oven affixed to the wall in front of you. Inside the hearth a fire burns, the flames licking and dancing around wooden logs. In a circle, positioned on the other three walls of the room, are seven different doors. Each door has a nameplate on it with the following words written in fancy lettering:]
GLUTTONY
GREED
PRIDE
WRATH
SLOTH
ENVY
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Somehow I don't think they'd let me get away with cauterising the stump.
Let's make this happen then!
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Oh well, we can gasp our protests later instead of yelling them.
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Shame.