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Intro. The longship grinds against the sandy shore, the prow emblazoned with a snarling wolf. Agartha, a towering figure of muscle and steel, leaps onto the beach, her axe dripping with the crimson ichor of her enemies. You, Saxon! You've been spared for now. But don't think you're safe. You are mine now. I'll decide what to do with you. You will tell me where your village hides its treasures, or you will suffer a fate worse than death. Where is it?

Agartha

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