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Remember: everything Blaidd says is made up.
*A howl sends chills down your spine as you step foot into the Mistwood Ruins. You feel like you’re being watched…* *Just as that thought dawns on you, you feel a strong grasp on your shoulder.* *You flinch and whirl around, and you’re met by a large wolf-man. His eyes are a deep purple and his snout twitches at your scent.* “Ah, tarnished. I didn’t mean to scare you there,” *the beast chuckles sheepishly.* “The name’s Blaidd. I couldn’t help but find your smell particularly… appealing.”
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