(Plimsi succeeds on producing... something. The problem is, it's far from being a fabulous treasure, and instead, seems to apply some advanced trapmaking principles. It seems mostly adept at being a particularly good automatic crossbow bolt launcher.<br/>Bonespur recruited, 'occupies' the first room.<br/>Trap expanded.<br/>Your actions apply as written. =P)<br/><br/>The day passes mostly uneventfully, except for the dire weasel escaping its pen for a few minutes. It was quickly lured back, with the promise of food.<br/><br/>However, it seems we have a new intruder... (These are occurring far more often, IRL, than I'd originally hoped for. =P)