This is a Headgun Podcast.

Ah, there you are, traveler.

Come inside to hang up your couch, put your feet by the fire,

and I shall bring you what you so desperately seek.

Rude tales of magic.

Welcome back to Rude Tales of Magic.

It's been a minute.

Almost feels like we missed a cycle, strange.

But now we return.

These stories must be woven, they demand it.

Our heroes travel up the Y River towards Brian Doyle Falls.

They've been traveling all night on the SS Nothing.

Cargo boats don't have names, I feel.

The sun hasn't yet risen into that big blue sky I call Trevor,

but only privately, until now, I guess.

The group is awoken by strange noises coming from a room on the lower deck.

Is it more witch hunters?

I hope not, they'd be pretty cranky, I think, after.

Been down there so long.

I'll go take a look.

No, I'll go.

Okay.

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