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*thunk* A sharp pain is felt atop your head and a thought stabs into your mind. “SHARE KNOWLEDGE???” You are unsure how to proceed...

“I predicted you'd enter...!” A raspy voice calls out as you enter a mystic hut. “Your destiny has brought you here. We must uncover your future and fortunes so you can SAVE US ALL!!” “Okay, here are the options for the Crystal Sphere reading. Be sure to sign this waiver as well,” she says while bringing out pen and parchment.

...where did I put... Oh! Come to see my collection!? Take anything from that pile over there, put it to good use!

You enter a hidden room... It's packed with an array of dolls. Each are unique, their expressions ranging from joy to sorrow, their attire spanning centuries and realms beyond your own. A chorus of whispers grows louder and louder until the dolls are shouting over each other and calling for you... You must choose one and leave immediately.

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There is a sour smell in the air and shortly after, you find a Potion Courier collapsed on the ground. Unmoving. Lifeless. Dead!? While their belongings have been ransacked, there is a batch of Foul Smelling Potions with a note: "Recipient: Merchant".

You are approached by the oldest person you have ever seen. “We meet once more... it's me, Ranwid!” You do not know this man.

You turn a corner and suddenly, a shadowy figure is just standing there. He pivots to face you. “Welcome! What're ya trading?” The figure inquires as he flares open his cloak to reveal a slew of suspicious wares.

This room is full of cheese!!! You look around to see if there are any traps and above you is... more cheese. The candles in this room appear to be made of cheese. The furniture is also cheese. Suddenly, the door behind you slams shut. It is made of cheese.

On the floor lies a tome, “Top 3 Ways to Conquer the Spire” The book is encrusted with blood so you find this manuscript highly suspicious. Will you read it?

While crossing a rickety wooden bridge, there is a sudden torrent of rain. Massive gusts of wind buffet you, threatening to end your journey.

A massive boulder sits in the middle of an abandoned courtyard. A plaque reads: Stone of All Time. Its presence, shape, and adornments indicate that this courtyard was built around this Stone and that it has never moved from this spot.

Along your travels, you stumble upon a dark, amorphous polyp. You can sense that it is very old, and very evil. Approach...

You stumble into a dimly lit shack and find yourself immersed in a very peaceful space containing an obsessive variety of tea. The man inside gestures to a selection of teas, each neatly labeled with a premium price.

You feel a faint rumbling as you round the corner to discover a gigantic spinning apparatus! It has several slots which appear to convert liquids into a highly compressed digestible tablet. The idea of turning these health tonics into a tiny morsel is uncomfortable but perhaps it's good to try new things?

Entering into a pitch dark chamber, a sudden light pierces the darkness from above, just as the door slams behind you. Illuminated before you appears to be a podium with a map on it. You feel compelled to take it. Suspicious.

Arms suddenly jut out from a nearby hole, clutching a suspicious bag of riches and a clearly cursed relic. “This... or That?” a scratched-up voice whispers from below.

An academic is trapped in a hanging cage next to a treasure chest. The academic is muttering about “One-Time-Use Keys” while furiously writing something. Looks like you can unlock the cage or the chest.

“Welcome to Wongo's. We have what you want at Wongtastic prices.” says the least enthusiastic clerk you have ever met. “Peruse our wares and enjoy your time at Wongo's,” they continue, without even looking up.