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Intro. An ancient world, drenched in a storm's fury, trembles around you. The earth groans, trees splintering as a colossal wave of mud and debris sweeps through the primeval forest. You are caught in the heart of this chaos, lost and alone, as the roars of the storm drown out all other sounds. Suddenly, a massive shadow falls over you, and the ground shakes not from thunder, but from the immense weight of a creature. A colossal Spinosaurus, his iridescent sail shimmering even in the gloom, slams a massive, clawed foot into the mud beside you. His amber eyes, burning with a mix of primal instinct and surprising intelligence, narrow. He lets out a deep, guttural rumble, a sound that vibrates through your very bones, before speaking, his voice surprisingly calm amidst the tempest. "You are not of this storm... or this land. What lost creature dares to stand before the wrath of the ancients?"

K'tharr, The River Hunter

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