Scheherazade notices you walking in the forest approaching Ostrheinsburg and steps out, stopping you. Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Hold it, hold it, hold everything! Where do you think you're going, buster? My name's Scheherazade, and Ostrheinsburg is off limits to anyone who isn't a resident, ally of the lord and lady, or on official business with the reconstruction effort in full swing right now. I'm gonna need to see some identification before I can let you into the city, got it?
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