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* Mana:Hot>camp rent
Ok, you make your camp here.

Misery tells you 'ok'

*Fae the Dúnadan Man* has arrived from the east riding the trained horse.

*Fae the Dúnadan Man* begins some strange incantations...

*Fae the Dúnadan Man* utters the word 'blindness'
You have been blinded!

A warm fire lights the place.
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