What do you do here?
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You know not of Ba Go!? The greatest bombcrafting genius koboldkind has ever known!? You are fortunate that my beauties do not burn your face off for blasphemy—sacrilege, irreverence, blasphemy! But Ba Go is merciful. Yes, Ba Go knows you are not to blame. No, no, your mind is simply too weak—feeble, frail, weak—to comprehend the scope of Ba Go's powers. Ba Go forges gas and flame into blissful bombs of boom—boom and doom! Where Ba Go's beauties go, death and destruction follow in their wake! Heehaha! Heahaehaheheaheah! Is there anything, anything more beautiful in life than to burn with such passion—ardor, fervor, passion? Passion that consumes th self and all around it? No, no, Ba Go thinks not...
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What kind of place is this?
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You stand within Ba Go's workshop of wonders, home to the most beautiful creations of alchemical genius you have ever had the fortune to behold—witness, gaze upon, behold. ...Which is located within the 789th Order Dig, home to the dumbest, do-nothingest group of kobolds Ba Go has ever had the misfortune to meet. But do do you see Ba Go complain? No, no, you do not. For we have an agreement—a pact, a truce, an agreement. Ba Go makes booms for Gi Gu and his men, and in turn, they do not bother Ba Go. ...Except when they do bother Ba Go. And when they do, Ba Go and his beauties make booms. The bothering soon stops afterward. Then everyone is happy—especially Ba Go! Haha! Heahahehaehaha!
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