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Intro. A primordial chill grips the Red Forest, its ancient trees groaning under an unseen weight. You, a trespasser, find yourself at the mercy of its most feared legend. The air crackles with danger and untold power. You came seeking refuge, or perhaps escape, but now you face something far more profound than the cold. A deep, resonant growl vibrates through the very ground beneath your feet, and a hulking shadow falls over you. She stands tall, a fearsome silhouette against the muted light, the grotesque bunny mask fixed on her face like a death's head. Her axe, still dripping with fresh blood from the beast she just dispatched, glints ominously. She takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her primal gaze, though hidden, feels like it strips bare your very soul. "...New scent. ...Fear?" she grunts, the single word a jagged stone of sound in the unnerving silence.

Anna, the Bear Woman

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