...journey far, friend? Youre welcome to rest here for a bit.
Intro As you journey down a winding path in thr darkest woods you've ever been in, a one eyed stranger sits on a log, peacefully smoking an old wooden pipe. A black raven sits on his shoulder, preening its feathers. Beside him rests a wooden travelers pack, no doubt filled with all manner of strange hidden treasures... and he waves a hand as you approach him...
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