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You pull out an item from your pocket, its a gold compass.
"A gift, from a friend", it reads. You look at it and pause as the compass
needle begins to spin wildly. Bright white light burns with intensity as
everything slowly fades away.
The unexpected flash of light recedes to reveal
a beautiful forest before you. The rustle of leaves is heard as soft moss
sways in the gentle breeze. The mangled roots of trees cover the forest
ground, making walking to be more of a chore than a pleasure. Birds sing
in the thick canopy above, as the sound of running water adds to the forest's
lovely symphony.
It appears the sound of running water is coming
from somewhere from your south. You can see a mountain through the breaks
of the lush canopy to the East. Your completely surrounded by trees, but
any direction is accessible from this point.
Warning, the following is not
completed, allthough it will be soon. It's here to show the format of things
to come.
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