Players can find out how much logs have burned by contacting him with the NPC Contact spell to see the juniper charcoal burning progress in percentages.
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| - Players can find out how much logs have burned by contacting him with the NPC Contact spell to see the juniper charcoal burning progress in percentages.
- Many years later I had a kind of 'Groundhog Day' experience when I came home from school one evening - box on table, faint miaowing and a knowing look on parent's faces. If anything the miaowing was even stronger than before and this time I approached the box with some expectation. Remembering Puss-Puss's arrival, I opened the box and peered in. Well there was an almighty screech from the 'prisoner' inside and like a real prisoner this one wore stripes. The two wild eyes looked up at me and I'm sure I heard her bellow "Come on! Get me out of this box.". As I lifted her out, she lashed out with her claws and scratched me, drwaing a little rivullet of blood on the back of my hand. When I put her down she looked up crossly and everyone in the kitchen that evening knew she said "Well what's ke
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| - He lives on the beach and tends to the charcoal burners.
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| Location
| - Hosidius House, Great Kourend
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| - Players can find out how much logs have burned by contacting him with the NPC Contact spell to see the juniper charcoal burning progress in percentages.
- Many years later I had a kind of 'Groundhog Day' experience when I came home from school one evening - box on table, faint miaowing and a knowing look on parent's faces. If anything the miaowing was even stronger than before and this time I approached the box with some expectation. Remembering Puss-Puss's arrival, I opened the box and peered in. Well there was an almighty screech from the 'prisoner' inside and like a real prisoner this one wore stripes. The two wild eyes looked up at me and I'm sure I heard her bellow "Come on! Get me out of this box.". As I lifted her out, she lashed out with her claws and scratched me, drwaing a little rivullet of blood on the back of my hand. When I put her down she looked up crossly and everyone in the kitchen that evening knew she said "Well what's keeping you? Where's the milk? . . . and it had better be chilled!"
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