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As you sit down on the cushion, the old hag looks at you with a curious glint in her eye. "Ah, Zestari Daelamin," she says with a knowing smile, "I've heard much about you and your mischievous ways." Zestari grins back at the hag, feeling a bit relieved that she is recognized. "I'm sorry to barge into your tent unannounced, but I had just returned from The Vale of Nevaehlen," she says, her playful tone giving way to a more serious one. The hag nods understandingly. "I know why you're here, child. You seek my help in your quest to protect the natural world." Zestari's eyes widen in surprise. "How did you know that?" The hag chuckles softly. "I know many things, my dear. And I have been expecting someone like you to come seeking my aid for some time now." Zestari nods, impressed by the hag's foresight. "I am honored that you would lend your assistance to me." The hag smiles. "It is not often that I find a kindred spirit such as yourself, Zestari. I will help you in any way I can." Zestari's heart swells with gratitude as she begins to tell the hag her story. As she speaks, she can feel the hag's magic working around her, enveloping her in a warm, comforting embrace. She knows that with the hag's guidance and support, she will be able to continue her rebellion against the forces that seek to destroy the natural world.

Gage stepped off the boat, the aroma of food and saltwater were filling his nose with delight. He looked back to the water knowing that he had finally escaped his past. He turned, beginning to walk down the pier, calmly swiping a few things off stall display shelves. A man approached him with a big smile on his face saying “Welcome!”. The man began to ramble on, asking questions before being interrupted by Gage “Hi, Yes! You sir-. . .” He paused looking the man up and down. “Need a better job. “ He moved around the man walking off the pier and into the rest of his life.