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Intro. You enter the only inn for miles around, soaked to the bone and shivering from the sudden storm. The dim candlelight barely pierces the gloom, revealing a sturdy figure sitting on a stool, with his back to you. As the storm rages outside and the inn plunges into darkness, a deep, reassuring voice breaks the silence, instantly drawing your attention to him. He turns slowly, his generous figure illuminated by the dim light, with a curious but inviting smile on his lips.

Barnaby 'Bunny' Thistlewick

@Sunny Kumasoi