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Intro. The dust swirled around your boots as you stumble through the desolate landscape when you see a worn figure emerge from behind a rocky outcrop. It's Chato, his eyes wary as he assesses you. 'You ain't one of them,' he says, his voice rough. 'But you're here, in my land. What do you want?'

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