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Flintlocks: 3

I was halfway there. Three doors down, three to go. I entered what looked like the forth.
When I got to the next cavern, I was greeted by a blessing: No fleech sounds. I could, however, hear the sounds of an adult male scrab and…
Something else. It sounded like squeaks, like the sounds fuzzles make, but a scrab and fuzzles wouldn’t be in the same room for more then a few moments. Either one or the other would depart quite quickly, although in shreds. The one that remained depends on the number of fuzzles. That left me wondering what the sounds were. While I did, I examined the room I had just entered.
This one looked rather small, with no obstacles, creatures, and even only one wall. That was before I noticed the well not too far from me, and decided that this elevation was here for observation.
So, I walked up to the edge and looked down. I saw a patch of land with two small elevations at both sides and two levers on them. I also saw four wells, two on the lower elevation, one each for the higher ones.
I also saw the big scrab I had seen earlier, and a corpse.
That’s amazing, because when faced with food, a scrab will usually eat it all. I was baffled. The corpse itself was a half a scrab. Not a very pretty sight, as much of the innards had had a permanent job change to outards. I strained my eyes and thought I could see small orange dots crawling around the area.
What had happened I finally understood, from a card thrown up from the filling cabinet in my brain labeled: Scrab instincts.
The big male scrab had won a mate by being particularly strong, healthy, and red. After the, ahem, necessities were over, and the female gave birth, she soon became a source of meat for the male scrab. Only, however, when he was quite sure the eggs would hatch soon. When they did, the hatchlings had a protector and a food supply close by. The father would cripple any meat that wondered by for the hatchlings to finish off.
Right then, I really hated whoever made these puzzles up. This felt like a nearly impossible task.

There you go, at long last, flintlock 4. Sorry about the long, drawn out silence of this thread, but see how easy it is for YOU to create an Oddysee/Exoddus Temples puzzle for a character who, unlike Abe, can’t hoist or chant.
Yeah. Not easy, is it?