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54
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Deep inside a dense forest, you begin to hear the jangling of bells and see a small troupe of performers approaching you through the trees. 'Well, look who it is! * The small voice belongs to a garishly dressed female Qua try I with a lute and a feathered hat. fancy running into you out here. “This actually may be a stroke of luckf the Soothsingcr says. *You see, my compatriots and I seem to be a bit lost. We were beaded toward the Capital when my drummer said he knew a shortcut. Now here wc are in the middle of a forest without an inkling of a clue. / don't suppose you could find it in your heart to escort us hack to the main road„ could you?
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