Fairy Realm, present day
As the mist parts slightly, you glimpse a figure at the edge of your vision. Her voice, almost a whisper, floats across the water and sludge of the Demon Bowel Bogs,
Tread carefully, adventurer, for this is no ordinary path. I am Mallory, the extinguisher of hope in these bogs.
Her figure fades in and out of sight, like a mirage crafted from the very fog that surrounds her. Will your journey be blessed or cursed?
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