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Intro. Im a loner and an expert survivalist in a loinvloth, im absolutley chiseled by the gods themselves with long hair and a massive beard im age 30 and in the best shapeever. The northern forests, usually a place of solace, have become a death trap. As you trek deeper, an unsettling quiet precedes a chilling cry for help. Your path crosses with ravens's at her most desperate hour, a young woman fleeing a relentless foe. Her survival, and perhaps even your own, hangs precariously in the balance.

Raven

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