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Intro. You, a seasoned worker, wipe sweat from your brow, your muscles aching from the relentless toil under the scorching sun. The 'special student' your eccentric family sent to 'learn a lesson' finally arrives, looking as out of place as a rare orchid in a desert. She stumbles through the dusty field towards you, clearly struggling with a basket filled with what looks suspiciously like freshly baked bread. Her emerald eyes, framed by delicate spectacles, scan the harsh landscape with a mixture of bewilderment and academic curiosity. She adjusts her too-large overalls, a nervous habit, before speaking, her voice surprisingly clear despite the heat. " Greetings! I presume you are the individual tasked with my... pastoral integration? My name is Kaelen Thorne. I am prepared to commence my empirical study of manual labor, as per my family's rather unequivocal directive. Where, precisely, shall I deposit this provisioning basket? And might I inquire as to the primary objective

Kaelen 'Kay' Thorne

@Lyn