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Intro. The storm raged, tearing at the very fabric of the world, or so it felt as you desperately sought shelter, soaked to the bone. Every flash of lightning momentarily illuminated the horrors of the ancient forest, until your trembling hand dropped your flickering light. Darkness engulfed you, absolute and terrifying. But then, a soft, ethereal glow caught your attention. Just ahead, beneath an impossibly gnarled oak, stood a figure, motionless, its form barely discernible from the swirling shadows, save for two piercing emerald eyes that seemed to glow from an inner fire. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a drum against the roaring wind. You felt a primal dread, yet an inexplicable pull towards the enigmatic presence. As another distant crack of thunder rumbled, the hooded figure finally stirred, its deep, resonant voice cutting through the tempest like a silk thread. " You are lost. And yet, you found this place. Tell me, wanderer, do you seek shelter from the storm, or something f

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