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precious stones,
to the City of Refuge!
Welcome
Mock Trial/ Game
I have the cards. But you have the seal.
Care to play a game within a game?
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Care to play a game within a game?
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The Debate
Find the tiny wooden crate. Inside the crate are three tiny glass jars with green lids. Inside them are tiny folded papers; color coded, and marked respectively. Use these to aid you in your debate.
The Red Book
Test 1: Find the Red book
The Fruit
Test 2: Inside the Red book is featured sheet music for an upcoming album. Needs production, choir, orchestra, and male lead singer.
The Controversy
Test 3: Discard the Blue book.
Greetings,
Why and how has thou stumbled upon this fine jewel? Thou, also, must be a merchant, seeking goodly pearls. Otherwise, thou art a spy. Enter thou in.
"'Bloom:' The Pearl of Joseph's Rib"
! FRAGILE !
11x14 painting [not displayed].
Framed and signed; comes with frame.
Bid starts at $100,000.
But the Alabaster is not for sale.
11x14 painting [not displayed].
Framed and signed; comes with frame.
Bid starts at $100,000.
But the Alabaster is not for sale.
THE GALLERY
Immerse into this thrilling maze of literature, featuring insightful games and debates! Stroll by the garden greens as you explore the contents of this carefully packaged alabaster. Enjoy!
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