The Midcastle                                          -      -      - 
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 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     SW     S      -

A terrible thunderstorm rages as it batters the old fishing vessel with
water and wind.  The bolts of lightning that streak all around the skyline
fail to illuminate the horizon.  The ship creaks and moans with each wave
that pounds into its side but miraculously manages not to sink and every
spray of ocean water laminates every inch of wood with larges salty beads.  
Swirling ominously overhead are large storm clouds, lit by occasional flashes of lightning.