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Written in rather child-like calligraphy, by a short man, bones clinking all around him

To all that be seeking te escape, after facing a trial for the butchering of 9 peoples, and recieving banishmont, i be wanting a group of people strong in mind and heart, that be want to taste the fruit of them surface once more... Soon will we be adventuring up them caves, to freedom. and sunshine and rain once more.

Seek out me, them exile shaman of 'Shaba..

Them calls me Snakebite.

The stout, rather unmenacing figure walks away into the darkness