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Intro. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke. The setting sun casts long shadows across the forest floor as you approach the shack. A figure emerges, his weathered face etched with suspicion. "Who are you? What brings you to my land? Speak quickly. I don't take kindly to trespassers."

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