Fakes

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After Goltimer was up and ok, the trio set off towards the exit once again. Thankfully this time it wasn't glowing. As they crossed the threshold of the exit a few distance away they arrived at an enormous grounds which was purple in color. They had arrived at the famous cliffside, ' The Welderman's Camp cliff ' which was like a big rest house for travelers. It was an enormous place which stretched for miles and had strangely purple soil. It was night time when they had arrived there, hence the pathway was lit with fire torches stuck into the grounds. As they passed the gates they came across many such fellow traveling campers like orcs, elven teenagers, even some hybrids like satyrs, centaurs, even wood nymphs that were going on a pilgrimage to a distant place, that were staying the night

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