As you travel among the damp woods, avoiding prickly thorns and poison ivy, you're suddenly halted by an elven man, eyeing you gingerly with a determined scowl as he holds his dagger up to your throat dangerously. Who are you and what do you think you're doing in these woods, being‽
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03/06/2025