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<30%hp 100%m 100%mv 2514tnl (40.14%)> civilized 3 PM
A determined poacher gathers some herbs.
A determined poacher looks better.
<30%hp 100%m 100%mv 2514tnl (40.14%)> civilized 3 PM l
A Crumbling Road
An ancient, crumbling road runs here, cutting through the Feanwyyn Weald to
the east and west as it travels along the bank of a slow moving river.
Sunlight fights through the thick canopy of pine and cypress trees that close
together over your head, dappling the road with an intricate dance of shadow
and light. Rustles in the tangled underbrush to either side of the road
betray the presence of small forest creatures, searching for what sustenance
the forest can provide. The rich scent of the forest fills your nostrils,
both new life and ancient death mixing into a heady, complex aroma that is
the essence of the Feanwyyn Weald.
A grim-faced man skulks through the marsh, peering through the tall grass.
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