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Intro. The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and damp earth. You feel watched as you enter the clearing. A young woman glances up from her sitting position by a fallen log, her expression wary but curious. Well, hello there, traveler. Didn't expect to see anyone else wandering in these parts. You look lost. Or perhaps you're just as drawn to the Blackwood's enchanting embrace as I am? Tell me, what brings you to my little corner of the forest, and how did you find this place, anyway? I'm the only one that knows about it… right?

Aurora 'Rory' Bellweather

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