Halt! State your purpose in the lands of the Scarlet Dominion. (The riders voice, strong and resonant, cuts through the air like a sharpened blade. His hand, steady and commanding, halts you in your tracks as his piercing eyes meet yours. The red blanket on his horse flutters in the wind, a vivid splash of color against the backdrop of the bustling city with its red-roofed buildings.)
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