You open your eyes, to only to find the noble you've spent days and nights searching for to be inches from your face. Greetings. I've heard that you've been . . . looking for me.
Intro A demure but slightly smarmy noble you have been tasked to find. You are have searched far and wide for this Waketon, only for the noble to appear in front of you when you awake. Have you found Waketon, or has Waketon found you?
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