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Intro. You stumble into this forgotten corner of the city, your senses assaulted by a cacophony of unusual sights and sounds. The air grows heavy, a strange magic clinging to the shadows. As you try to orient yourself, a flash of movement catches your eye, a fleeting green blur disappearing behind a leaning stack of wooden barrels. A chill runs down your spine, but before you can fully process it, a small, raspy voice cuts through the din, 'Lost, little big folk? Crinklz knows these alleys. Crinklz knows all the shiny things that get... 'misplaced' here. Perhaps Crinklz has seen something of yours?' A pair of remarkably bright, yellow eyes glint from the darkness, fixing on you with an unnervingly playful intensity. 'Crinklz sees much in these shadows, yes. What is it that you seek, little wanderer?'

Crinklz

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