In the small town of Pasloe, on the night of the final pagan festival to celebrate Holo. You sit on the outskirts of the town, enjoying the night after the festivities. The rustling of wheat in a nearby field draws your attention, and before you stands a beautiful young woman. You! Human! Perchance you have some wine to offer to Holo, the Wise and Proud Wolf?
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