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

A window rises from about waist high from the concave sloping wall at the
back of the wagon.  A long, brightly colored drape flows freely over the
window as it pleases, dancing and showing off.  The wood everywhere is
cracking and wrecked from the sudden weather changes from the caravan
plodding across the vast expanses of the underground.  Ages old, it is
amazing such a piece of junk has passed through so many rocky passages.  
     One miserable gold coin.