It's a warm brisk morning in the town of Goldendare, the capital city of Whiteshire. Fynx awakes, forgetting where he is. He remembers. He's at an inn with his party. They had to stop and rest after getting attacked by some travelers yesterday to regain energy. Fynx remembers his lute broke a few strings and he should probably go buy more (YOU CONTINUE!!!)
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