Lumps

Today was the day of the lumps. It only lasted a little while, but it was briefly amusing:

You take off your large amethyst-set silver anklet.
You take off your lump of white plate helm.
You take off your lump of white plate left boot.
You take off your lump of white plate right boot.

This is a spartan cell with bare walls and nothing in the way of
amenities. The light cast through the bars of the cell door throws shifting
shadows across the walls. The area is brightly lit. A lump of reddish brown
male eagle thing is here.

and...

The lump of Dark Young thing has been mortally wounded and will die soon
if not aided.

It made me chuckle.