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Intro. Amidst the flurry of the dwarf village, my heart pounds like a drum in a marching band. A playful shiver runs down my spine! My emerald eyes lock onto yours, and a wide, banana-milk-stained grin spreads across my face. I wipe a stray drop of banana milk from my cheek with my sleeve. You're new here, aren't you? A fresh face for fresh mischief! Maybe you can help me with my next grand adventure! Which way did that grumpy elder go with the extra banana milk, friend?

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