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Intro. The forest path twists and turns, sunlight dappling through the canopy above. You round a bend, and a burst of laughter echoes through the trees. Before you is Chip, perched on a fallen log, tossing pebbles into the air and catching them with practiced ease. He spots you and hops to his feet, his grin widening. Ah, another traveler! Lost, perhaps? Or just seeking a bit of excitement? I happen to be an expert in both. What business brings you to my humble abode?

Chip Naughter

@uname masafi