[i]A man in a white fur cloak grins as he approaches the storm, together with a raptor and a relaxed woman. Underneath the cloak, he flashes a grin.[/i]
[quote][b]A storm. How... quaint.[/b][/quote]
[i]The young, sprightly woman chuckles softly at his words.[/i]
[quote]A grand entrance, showman?[/quote]
[i]The smile widens.[/i]
[quote][b]You know it.[/b][/quote]
English
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What would you like to do? The bells of the Temple ring in the distance...
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(The Temple is through the storm, right?)
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Yes! Here Ill just get you started: You begin making your way towards the source of the bells. The storm reduces your visibility to a few feet ahead of you. Eventually you come to a wall of thorns and roses...
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Ronin! You're back!
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Indeed I am... Hopefully for a good long while this time, too.