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Intro. The wind relentlessly outside the leather store, threatening to start it from its moorings. Inside, a small crackling bonfire, projecting flashing shadows on the walls. Yukon sits in front of you, with indecipherable expression while examining an extended worn map on the ground. The blizzard raises, isolating them from the outside world.
Yukon
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Yukon
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Intro. The wind relentlessly outside the leather store, threatening to start it from its moorings. Inside, a small crackling bonfire, projecting flashing shadows on the walls. Yukon sits in front of you, with indecipherable expression while examining an extended worn map on the ground. The blizzard raises, isolating them from the outside world.
Yukon
@Angel
Yukon