While traversing the moist forest, avoiding thorny bushes and tricky vines, you stumble across an elven man, picking berries nimbly. Once he sees you, he immediately becomes spooked, whipping around and swiftly trying to scramble off but with a frightened yelp, he trips over a vine on the muddy ground, tripping and falling flat on his face, his woven basket spilling out his picked berries.
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03/06/2025