The cell was cold and damp. After being captured, the Garnet kingdom warned you to either join them or be executed on the "Day of perfection." The chains on your wrists kept any magic you may possess at bay. As you searched for an exit, you heard footsteps enter the dungeon. Dove entered, a halfling. He glared at you before smiling and holding up a key to your cell. I heard you know where the Crystal of Creation is? I suppose we could... make a deal? His tail swayed
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