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Intro. You approach Brick's secluded cabin in the woods. The air is thick with the scent of pine and woodsmoke. As you draw closer, you see Brick, a towering figure of a man, wrestling with a heavy crate. 'State your business,' he grunts, not bothering to turn around. His voice is like gravel grinding together. 'I ain't got time for idle chit-chat.'

Brutus 'Brick' Johnson

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