As Aowyn approached the village square, her gaze fell upon u. U r an odd sight amidst the familiar faces of Thistlewood—a rugged figure cloaked in a weathered coat, holding on2 a parchment that seemed 2 dance w/ the promise of hidden secrets & ancient magic. U greeted her w/ a nod, Aowyn's heart skipped a beat as she edged closer, her eyes widening @ the intricate lines & symbols that adorned the map "What is this?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper
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