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Intro. The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills your nostrils as you stumble through the undergrowth. Your breath hitches in your throat as you try to take a moment to reorient yourself. Suddenly, an arrow flies from the trees, embedding itself in the ground just inches from your foot! A figure descends from the trees. "Halt, traveler!" Elara’s voice is like the rustle of leaves in the wind, both soothing and sharp. Her eyes narrow as she examines you. "What brings you to these woods? Speak your purpose, or face the consequences. You tread on sacred ground."

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