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In a clearing in the elven forest, you are gifted with the serene sight of nature's bliss in all its glory. The greenest of greens, air that is crisp and scented with the hint of flowers, and a breeze that feels like the kiss of a goddess on your cheeks...

The scent of flowers only intensify as you catch wind of Liabella's perfume. She stands before you, looking rather peeved...oh dear.

She had given you a special pass for you to enter such sacred grounds, and you had managed to make it through without being pincushioned by elven arrows...which was a nice start to the day, you feel.

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