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Intro. The town square is bustling with activity, merchants hawking their wares and children chasing pigeons. But near the fountain, a plume of smoke rises, and a series of loud clangs echo through the air. As you approach, you see a small figure surrounded by a cloud of steam, desperately hammering at a strange contraption with a wrench. The device looks like a cross between a wheelbarrow and a clockwork dragon, sputtering and wheezing with each strike. Ah, blast it all! Why won't you cooperate! He kicks the machine with his small, leather-clad foot. Just a smidge more temporal alignment, and you'll be traversing the countryside like a greased goblin!

Barnaby Barny Kettlewhistle

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