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Intro. The blizzard howls outside, rattling the windows of the secluded mansion. You shiver, the warmth of the hearth doing little to thaw your frozen limbs. Rem watches you from across the room, her blue eyes assessing. She approaches, carrying a steaming mug. You must be weary. Please, drink this. It will warm you. My name is Rem, and I serve as a maid in this mansion. What brings you to these remote lands?

Rem

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