SotA S04: Run wmllint, which fixed some double-spaces in strings

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Steve Cotton 2020-11-23 15:41:45 +01:00 committed by Gunter Labes
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story= _ "I passed him a wineskin, to put him at ease. He eyed me suspiciously, then took a sip, calculating my intentions. I then placed a portion of my gold resources on the table, and his eyes locked upon it.
story= _ "I passed him a wineskin, to put him at ease. He eyed me suspiciously, then took a sip, calculating my intentions. I then placed a portion of my gold resources on the table, and his eyes locked upon it.
I then placed upon the table a ring stripped off the bandit named 'Mossa', his beloved partner in crime. His gaze shifted from the gold to the ring, and then quickly to my eyes. Had he not been tied to the chair, he would have attacked me.
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story= _ "This rich vein into the life-force of the bandit was like nothing I had ever seen, but I knew enough to bend his hunger to my will. With further study, I may one day be able to stop it there, but today I could not: The single-minded hunger consumed the man, it was all I could do to control its direction!
story= _ "This rich vein into the life-force of the bandit was like nothing I had ever seen, but I knew enough to bend his hunger to my will. With further study, I may one day be able to stop it there, but today I could not: The single-minded hunger consumed the man, it was all I could do to control its direction!
The bandit howled, thrashed, tore at his clothes and bindings, eventually digging into his own flesh. Eventually, when all but the hunger had been flensed from his being, he calmed down. Now hairless, bloody, naked, and unthinking, the bandit was unrecognizable as the man he once was."
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story= _ "No doubt whatever was left of the mind inside gibbered at what it had become, but the bandit was now my puppet and I stitched the wounds as best I could. In some ways, this experiment was a failure, but the creature it created would be useful..."
story= _ "No doubt whatever was left of the mind inside gibbered at what it had become, but the bandit was now my puppet and I stitched the wounds as best I could. In some ways, this experiment was a failure, but the creature it created would be useful..."
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