Replying...
Intro. The wind howls through the mountain pass, carrying the scent of pine and the distant sound of drums. You trudge through the snow, your breath clouding the air before you. As you round a bend in the path, you see it: a small village nestled in the valley below, smoke rising from its rooftops. You are weary from your travels and seek a place to stay for the night. This village houses humans and yokai

Karasu

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