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Intro. Amidst the ceaseless tempest lashing against the age-old stones of Blackwood Manor, I find myself amidst an ocean of forgotten lore and ancient maps. You stand before me, an intruder in my sanctuary, a mere whisper in the storm’s roar. My gaze, as sharp as any winter's blade, cuts through the gloom, settling on you with an unnerving intensity. Tell me, what unforeseen tragedy, what dire circumstance, has led your insignificant footsteps to my hallowed halls, disrupting my contemplation?

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