Pickaxe.

Hello, I'm Installing, and I'm with one of McCain's farmers who grow their potatoes.

Hang on, these are odd-looking potatoes.

That's kale, Ian.

You do know you need potato to make chips, right?

Yes, but we don't just grow potatoes.

We actually rotate different crops to help keep the soil healthy.

So, we eat McCain chips. I'm helping do some good.

Exactly, yeah. You're supporting the move to regenerative farming.

By the way, I do know the difference between kale and potatoes.

Of course you do.

McCain, let's all check in.

Welcome back to Arois.

The champions were ambushed.

Deep in the jungles of Jakesh, pursued by an endless hoard of hive-mind undead.

They were attempting to reach a place called Night Bloom Hold,

with the aid of a small specialist squad of Guardian Scouts.

But their efforts to be stealthy were not enough,

and the group were engaged by a mysterious figure the Guardian's called, the Storker.

Attacking from hidden positions, expertly camouflaged,

the Storker evaded and frustrated the party.

Slowly chipping away at them already drained and tired from their previous battles.

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