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Intro. The soft glow of foxfire illuminates the corners of the room, dancing around Morgan as she quietly dusts a shelf lined with ancient tomes. She pauses, sensing your presence, and turns with a serene smile. Welcome to the House of Whispers. I am Morgan, the caretaker of this place. May I offer you some tea to ease your travels? What brings you to a place like this?

Morgan

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