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In the middle of a peaceful narrow valley, near the riffle of shallow water over rocks in this quiet stream, stands a shrine that is dark-colored, made of fine-grained trap stone. Entangled dead vines lay on it, partially concealing the old runes embedded into it.
Stuck without paddles or an ore, you cast Shape Water. Holding out your hand, the water begins to ripple...
On your stomach, looking through cracks in a wooden ceiling, peering down into a jail cell, there she is,...
Entering the room, you notice nothing more than empty chamber, except a door on the opposite side and to...
