It Always Pays To Be Suspicious
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It Always Pays To Be Suspicious It was a forlorn, gray morning in a nameless duchy, and the group was invited to meet with a local man inside his appropriately creepy house. The adventurers had just trudged through a ring of misty fog surrounding the land, and one of the companions voiced his suspicion that the moisture was, in fact, poison. This particular member of the group was known to be untrusting, a loner by nature and not real well liked by his peers. So, the rest of the cadre just laughed it off and continued on through. Upon...