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[On this pleasantly overcast day (at least, in this part of Luceti... fairytales call for incredibly localized weather patterns) there is a nice, pleasant bridge over a cool brook. On the other side of the bridge is a beautiful place filled with the most wonderful food you can imagine, also known as the grocery store. So to get there, you're going to need to cross this bridge. Or one of the other bridges. But mostly this one.
That is, of course, why the creature now lurking underneath the bridge has called it his home.
Ayumu isn't interested in the grocery store today. He's atroll zombie zombie troll, and the only thing good enough for him is brains. I mean, goats. Either way, he's going to be stopping anyone who tries to pass... and you'd better hope you can pay his toll.]
That is, of course, why the creature now lurking underneath the bridge has called it his home.
Ayumu isn't interested in the grocery store today. He's a
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Oi. Who's that tripping over my bridge.
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No, it's my bridge. Always been that way. Don't you hear the stories?
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[he crosses his arms and stands right in the middle of the path. What're you gonna do about it?]
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[just going to step around him and try to continue on his way]
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