I ran into not one, not two, not three, but four Gucan archers. Or something like that. I don't know what those are, but it was a fierce battle. For the most part, they died with one swing of my mace, but did I mention there were four of them?
Needless to say, they all be dead now. I got some gold and an unidentified potion and some wounds to lick.
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I would rather be wrong...Than live in the shadows of your song...My mind is open wide...And now I'm ready to start...You're not sure...You open the door...And step out into the dark...Now I'm ready.
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