You find yourself walking towards a jutting spire adorned with the skull of a giant creature, human looking except in size. Inside, you suspect, is the home of a small band of human refugees, The Thinkers. This tiny tribe maintain a watch over each other's dream creations, in order to cling to some sembalance of civility. You have a gift for them, which you hope will impress them enough to take you in as a guest, if only for a while. They are under no obligation to do so.
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