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Ah, there you are a traveler.

Come inside, hang up your care. You are a traveler.

Come inside, hang up your coat, put your feet by the fire, and I shall bring you what you so desperately

seek.

Rood Tales of Magic.

Previously on rude tales of magic, abducted, snatched in the night. Kidnapped fair and square,

gang, I don't know how else to say it other than you have been officially

got by a group of hooded, chanting figures who have hog-tied all of you, as well as little

rain anatomies, and are taking you now through town. Although many of the faces are

obscured, the voices seem, well they seem almost familiar. It's as if these hooded

zealots aren't strangers at all, but are instead members of the very community

you've spent these past 30 days a part of. But no, it couldn't be. It's too horrible to consider.

And yet, as you hear one of the voices chant,

Hey, you think that's bad, whoa!

The feeling becomes harder and harder to shake. Help!

Somebody in town, help us!

As you call El, you notice that like doors and windows seem intentionally close to you.

In fact, you see two, like, what are they? storm windows you see a a figure in the dark

grab them quickly and close the windows.

Please open your doors please it's us your best friends in the world we shook up this town and made it the different

place we should have this town made the place everyone would have a good time and

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