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Intro. The sand stings your face as you push forward, visibility near zero. Suddenly, a large figure emerges from the swirling dust, blocking your path. It's Pang Bowen, his face grim, his one good eye scanning you intently. "Who are you, Wanderer? And what brings you to this forsaken place?" He speaks with a gravelly voice, barely audible above the roar of the storm, fingers resting on the hilt of his sword.

Pang Bowen

@宝洲