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#32600
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The road that led to McGintey Cove has been left behind, widened into what
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can only be called a highway. From the amount of tracks made from countless
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wagon wheels, hooves of horses and mules and the boots of hundreds of feet you
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can see that all different sorts have passed this way, probably more than once.
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You follow your gaze eastward along the highway, but you cannot see its end from
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where you now stand.
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info credits~
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Army Perimeter by Kaan
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Zone 326 is linked to the following zones:
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324 Army Encampment at 32610 (east ) ---> 32400
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324 Army Encampment at 32640 (west ) ---> 32414
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Links: 79e
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#32601
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The highway continues its way eastward toward what must be a very highly
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populated area. The cliff that the road ran along back near McGintey Cove has
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ended, the road veering slightly northward into the deep forest which will soon
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surround you. You sense nothing threatening in the direction you travel,
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however one can never be too sure.
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#32602
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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You are now entered into a forest area, thick with trees and bracken which
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would bar your way through the forest should you attempt to cut through without
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following a path. To the north of you is a trail into the forest, only visible
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because it is a break in the trees. The trail itself is nearly completelt
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covered in leaves. The highway continues to the east and west.
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#32603
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The highway heads east and west, veering slightly northward as it heads east.
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You are constantly amazed by the amount of traffic that passes by you, the dust
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from all the passing people almost annoying. To the north is a small, leaf
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covered trail heading into the thick forest.
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#32604
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The highway veers sharply northward here, heading deeper into the forest,
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away from what you know as the civilized world. There must be some sort of
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civilization, however, that this highway leads to, otherwise it would not be so
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well travelled. To the south is a small path in through the trees of the
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forest.
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#32605
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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You may continue your way north or south along the highway. To the east is
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small dirt trail which runs in through the forest.
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#32606
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The way has been flooded over and turned to mud and sludge here, as a river
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flows through the center of the highway just north of here. From all the hooves
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and boots which have passed through the river and head south, the water has
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saturated into hard packed dirt of the highway and turned it to slippery mud.
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Best to watch your step.
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#32607
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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A small branch of a local river runs through the highway, making it so that
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you will have to get your feet wet. It is not deep in the slightest, only a
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couple feet at the deepest point, however is does make you have to watch your
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step. The highway itself has been reinforced with a small stones so as not to
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wash out and turn into a gorge, however there are only so many stones and in
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many spots the road has turned to mud. You may head east or south along the
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highway or west onto a barely visible trail through the forest.
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#32608
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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The road is extremely wet and turned to mud in many places from the water
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which clings to most feet, wheels and hooves which pass this way and head east.
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Just to the west is a river crossing, north is a dirt trail through the forest,
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and east the highway continues.
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#32609
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Trampled Dirt Highway~
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You see a huge clearing in the forest just to east of here, what appears to
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be a valley, as you can see only blue sky past a certain point in that
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direction. Some sort of gate has been erected over the highway, disallowing
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passage eastward, apparently unless permission is given by the one or both of
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the two guards which stand at post in front of the gate. There is a small path
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through the forest just to the south of here.
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#32610
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Camp Perimeter~
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You stand at the crest of a large valley which is home to a huge military
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encampment. It appears that this must be a well-funded installation as there
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are so many memebers of this army even at peace-time. You might head east into
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the valley to see what sort of army this is, if not for the gate blocking your
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way and the two guards which stand solemnly at attention awaiting to see your
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pass. You may walk the perimeter to the north or south, around the crest of the
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valley, but that might not be wise to pursue to any long-term degree as the
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archers towers that line the perimeter seem to have been designed for sight
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see-ers just like yourself.
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#32611
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Leaf-Strewn Trail~
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You are on a small path heading through the trees of a thick wood, one which
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is impassable in every direction except the way of the trail. You have this
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strange sensation of being watched, although how anyone could watch you through
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the tangled mess of these trees is beyond you.
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#32612
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Leaf-Strewn Trail~
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The forest seems to swallow you up alive, all sounds of wind and open air
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completely gone, just the creak and groan of the trees reach your ears now.
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You feel a strange presence, almost as if someone were watching you. Quite
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creepy.
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#32613
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Leaf-Strewn Trail~
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You can't shake the feeling that you are being spied upon, somehow someone or
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something is out there watching you, maybe from the trees somewhere...
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#32614
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Leaf-Strewn Trail~
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The trail makes a turn here, heading south and east. You look one way then
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another, trying figure out who it is that you feel watching you.
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#32615
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Leaf-Strewn Trail~
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You are completely swallowed up by the forest, almost all sunlight blocked by
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the tangle of branches overhead. Immediately upon entry into the trees, you
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sense a feeling of someone or something watching your every move. Possibly from
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the trees.
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Narrow Forest Trail~
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The trail ends here, a huge tree blocking any further progress west and no
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other exits save the way you came apparent. You still cannot shake the feeling
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that someone is watching you - possibly from the trees...
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Narrow Forest Trail~
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The path curves to the west, deadending just west of here at a large tree.
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To the south is the way back through the prickly bushes to the highway.
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Narrow Forest Trail~
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This slight trail through the forest would almost not be called a trail were
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it not for the half-foot wide swath of dirt that leads into the forest. The
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bush and bracken grows over into the pathway, scratching at your arms and legs
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as you try and pass through. You have this feeling, this sensation of being
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watched.
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Well Worn Path Through the Trees~
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The forest swallows up most of the light and all of the air movement that you
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were getting accustomed to on the highway. The air now feels stagnant and
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claustrophobic, almost oppressive. To make things that much the worse, you get
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the strange feeling that someone might be watching you from a place of
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concealment.
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Well Worn Path Through the Trees~
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The forest swallows up most of the light and all of the air movement that you
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were getting accustomed to on the highway. The air now feels stagnant and
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the strange feeling that someone might be watching you from a place of
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concealment. Possibly from up in the trees.
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Well Worn Path Through the Trees~
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This path seems to have been recently cleared and is well used by someone or
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maybe someones. The trees immediately surroung you, cutting off all feeling of
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being out in the open. You feel almost a presence, a sensation of being
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watched.
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Well Worn Path Through the Trees~
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The path makes a turn, heading north and east from here. You still feel that
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strange feeling of being watched. Possibly up in the trees...
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Well Worn Path Through the Trees~
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The trail runs west and north from here through the thick forest. You cannot
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Lookout Post~
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This is a small area, made from lengths of wood nailed into the tree limbs
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which support it. The wood has been painted in shades of green and browns to
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match the forest around it - from the ground, no one can see you.
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Lookout Post~
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The wood that makes up this small platform in the tree has been painted in
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hues of green and brown to match the forest colors around it. From the ground,
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chances are that one would not be able to see this small post.
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Lookout Post~
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This small wooden tree stand cleverly conceals the movement of the individual
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who rests up here. It has been painted in the green and browns of the forest,
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covered over by branches and leaves.
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Lookout Post~
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This small wood platform was certainly not made for comfort, but concealment.
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How anyone could spend more than an hour cooped up in this spot is beyond you.
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Must be that 'high intensity' military training these guys get.
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Lookout Post~
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This small post allows sight to the highway, making it easy for the person
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posted here to catch sight of any would-be attackers long before they can reach
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the main camp. The wood that this platform in the trees is made from has been
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painted brown and green to better blend in with the forest, making it virtually
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impossible for anyone to spot this post from the ground.
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Camp Perimeter~
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You try to appear casual as you stroll around the perimeter, hoping that the
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guards in the turrets nearby don't decide to take you as a threat and use you
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for target practice. There is a small trail leading off into the forest to the
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Camp Perimeter~
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To continue along the edge of the camp, you will need to turn east or south
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from here. To the north is a small trail into the surrounding forest and of
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course - although you cannot enter into it from here - there is one of the
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ever-present turrets just inside the barbed wire mesh .
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#32631
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Camp Perimeter~
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You continue along the rim of the valley, staying clear of the wicked looking
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barbed wire which threatens to snag your finery if you get too close. You can
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Camp Perimeter~
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You stand on the wagon trail which circles the entire valley - the barbed
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wire encircled camp and valley to the east and south, the forest to the north
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and west. A trail leads off into the woods just west from here.
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#32633
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Camp Perimeter~
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You continue along the perimeter of the camp, trying to appear as nonchalant
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as possible so that the archers in the turrets do not take any true notice of
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you. To the east there is some sort of activity, lots of noise and movement.
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#32634
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail leads east along the rim of the valley, encircling the entire
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thing. Just northeast of here you see an area which must be the logging crew's
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alotted space for supplying the troops with wood to build with, burn and use for
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general purposes.
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#32635
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Camp Perimeter~
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You may follow the wagon trail along the perimeter of the camp or leave the
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trail to enter into the small logging area that the army uses to supply itself
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with wood.
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#32636
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail makes a bend here, following along the valley edge, the
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barbed wire as tall and wicked looking as ever. You can see to the north and
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east entryways into the logging area for the army, where a frenzy of activity
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seems constant, foremen shouting orders of the hack and slash of axes.
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#32637
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Camp Perimeter~
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The trail runs along the edge of the valley north to south. You are
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continually amazed at the sheer immensity that this army exhibits, especially
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viewed from this height. The forest surrounds the valley from every direction,
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small trails leading from this wagon trail every now and again.
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#32638
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Camp Perimeter~
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You may continue along the perimeter north to south or head off east into the
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woods, where a small trail cuts into the thick wood.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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#32639
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Camp Perimeter~
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You may continue north or south along the perimeter. Beware the looming
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turrets which never seem far enough away...
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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D2
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#32640
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Camp Perimeter~
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It appears that the main highway simply left off at the valley's edge on the
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opposite side of here and started right back up on this side, heading off east
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into the forest, wide and hard packed as it is on the other end. There is a
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gate here which would lead into the camp, however it appears to be in some
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disuse, locked and shackled so as not to allow a way through.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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0 0 32639
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D1
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0 0 32677
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D2
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0 0 32641
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D3
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gate~
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S
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#32641
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail runs along north and south along the valley's edge, along the
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barbed wire which encircles the entire valley as well. A small path leads off
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into the thick woods to the east.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32640
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D1
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0 0 32663
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D2
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~
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0 0 32642
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#32642
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail makes a turn - as does the barbed wire, following along the
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edge of the valley. A small trail leads south from here into the woods.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32641
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D2
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0 0 32659
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D3
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S
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#32643
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Camp Perimeter~
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You may travel east or south along the wagon trail which encircles the camp.
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Caution is advised to a large degree along this pathway, as any lingering could
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result in the loosing of arrows from the guards in any of the many turrets which
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surround the camp.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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0 0 32642
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D2
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~
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0 0 32644
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#32644
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Camp Perimeter~
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|
The wagon trail curves north and west along the edge of the valley, giving
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you a wonderful vantage point to look at the whole of the army. It is
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staggering, the number of men in this outfit, at least judging from the size of
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the encampment.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32643
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D3
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0 0 32645
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S
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#32645
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail runs along east and west past one of the many guard turrets
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here. The forest to the south of you is thick and impassable, at least through
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ordinary means, so your choices are limited to that which the road offers.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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0 0 32644
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D3
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0 0 32646
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S
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#32646
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Camp Perimeter~
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The wagon trail runs along the rim of the valley, turning north and east with
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the barbed wire. To the south a small trail leads off into the thick woods,
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probably one of many which run through these thick woods.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32647
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D1
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0 0 32645
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D2
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~
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0 0 32654
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S
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#32647
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Camp Perimeter~
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You follow along the perimeter of the camp, a wide wagon trail which
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encircles the entire valley. A barbed wire mesh runs along the roadside,
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|
preventing entry into the valley through conventional means. One could probably
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pass through the barbed wire with a small scattering of abrasions, but not
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before archers and crossbowmen from the guard turrets which also line the road,
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cut one down while flailing in the wire. Probably it is best to follow along
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the road and seek other means of entry.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32610
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D2
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0 0 32646
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S
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#32648
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Camp Perimeter~
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|
The barbed wire mesh which encircles the whole of the valley give you pause
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to think that maybe you had best gain entry through civilized means rather than
|
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trying to force your way through and risk getting cut or hurt on the wire. Of
|
|
course, getting cut on wire would actually pale in comparison to getting shot
|
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with an arrow or bolt from one of the guard turrets which line the crest of the
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valley.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32629
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D2
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~
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0 0 32610
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S
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#32649
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Forest Path~
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|
The forest cuts out all sounds of the army, immediately and completely. The
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path heads north deeper into the forest or east back to the wagon trail.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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0 0 32650
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D1
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~
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0 0 32629
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S
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#32650
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|
Forest Path~
|
|
You stand in the depths of this forest with the oddest feeling that someone
|
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or something seems to be watching you. Perhaps from the trees...
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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0 0 32651
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D2
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~
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0 0 32649
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D4
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~
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~
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0 0 32669
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S
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#32651
|
|
Forest Path~
|
|
The trail turns east and south from here, the creak old branches and the sway
|
|
of the leaves as they ride on the currents of the wind high above all you hear.
|
|
You cannot shake the feeling of being watched, though.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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0 0 32652
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32650
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S
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|
#32652
|
|
Forest Path~
|
|
The path runs through the forest, branching in a number of directions here.
|
|
The feeling that you are being watched is stronger than ever. Possibly from the
|
|
trees...
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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|
~
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0 0 32653
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D2
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0 0 32630
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32651
|
|
D4
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|
~
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|
~
|
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0 0 32668
|
|
S
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|
#32653
|
|
Forest Path~
|
|
The sounds of the army and the people in the valley are completely swallowed
|
|
by the looming trees of this thick forest. You feel immediately isolated and
|
|
alone, and very vulnerable. In fact, you could almost swear that you were being
|
|
watched.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32632
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D3
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32652
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|
S
|
|
#32654
|
|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
As you leave the open air of the wagon trail behind and enter into the
|
|
forest, you are immediately struck by the silence that the forest has captured.
|
|
With the foliage so thick, no sound travels through the trees at all, save for
|
|
the occasional creak of a tree as it sways or the skitter of a chipmunk. A
|
|
strange feeling of being watched also pervades the area.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32646
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32656
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D2
|
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~
|
|
~
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0 0 32655
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|
S
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|
#32655
|
|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
This is a dead-end in the trail, best to just head back toward the wagon
|
|
trail. Especially now that the sensation of being watched is stronger than
|
|
ever. Kind of creepy.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32654
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D4
|
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~
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|
~
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0 0 32665
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|
S
|
|
#32656
|
|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
The path heads east and west throught the trees, the feeling that someone is
|
|
watching always just behind you or over your shoulder.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
|
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0 0 32657
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D3
|
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~
|
|
~
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0 0 32654
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|
S
|
|
#32657
|
|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
The path heads east and west throught the trees, the feeling that someone is
|
|
watching always just behind you or over your shoulder.
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|
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32658
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D3
|
|
~
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|
~
|
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0 0 32656
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S
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|
#32658
|
|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
The forest itself seems cheery enough, although a bit overgrown so as to
|
|
prevent any progress save that offered by the trail. However, you get the
|
|
strangest feeling that you are being watched, perhaps from the trees...
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32659
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32657
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D4
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|
~
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~
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0 0 32666
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S
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#32659
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|
Path Through the Trees~
|
|
The path leads through the trees deep into the forest. You may head south
|
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deeper into the trees or north back out onto the wagon trail.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32642
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32658
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|
S
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#32660
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|
Faint Path Through the Forest~
|
|
This seems to be more of a deer run than a path, although upon inspection of
|
|
the trail, you do see the mark of booted feet having traveled this way. The
|
|
forest immediately surrounds you, placing you in an entirely different
|
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surrounding that of what you grew accustomed to along the wagon trail.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32661
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D3
|
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~
|
|
~
|
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0 0 32638
|
|
S
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|
#32661
|
|
Faint Path Through the Forest~
|
|
The path turns south and east from here, south leading deeper into the
|
|
forest. You have the strangest feeling, almost as if you were being watched...
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D2
|
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~
|
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~
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0 0 32662
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D3
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32660
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|
S
|
|
#32662
|
|
Faint Path Through the Forest~
|
|
The path branches here, heading north, south, and east. The feeling of being
|
|
watched is as strong as ever.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
|
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~
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0 0 32661
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32664
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D2
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|
~
|
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~
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0 0 32663
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|
S
|
|
#32663
|
|
Faint Path Through the Forest~
|
|
You are immediately swallowed up by the forest, all sound and feel of open
|
|
air has been replaced by a stuffy, isolated feeling. The trail heads north or
|
|
back west onto the wagon trail.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32662
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D3
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32641
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|
S
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#32664
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|
Faint Path Through the Forest~
|
|
You have reached a dead-end in the path. Your only choice is to turn back
|
|
the way you came, the forest is just simply too thick to pass through without
|
|
having a trail to follow. You feel eyes upon you as you turn around and prepare
|
|
to head back the way you came. Perhaps someone in the trees...?
|
|
~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D3
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~
|
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~
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0 0 32662
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D4
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32667
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S
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#32665
|
|
Lookout Post~
|
|
You stand in the tree on a small wood platform. It has been painted and
|
|
hidden so as to bland in with the forest surroundings, quite skillfully,
|
|
actually.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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|
D5
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32655
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|
S
|
|
#32666
|
|
Lookout Post~
|
|
This small area in the tree has been painted and concealed to hide its
|
|
location from any would-be attackers on the encampment. It seems to work pretty
|
|
well, too!
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|
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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|
D5
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32658
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|
S
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|
#32667
|
|
Lookout Post~
|
|
This small wood platform has been concealed so as to blend in almost
|
|
perfectly with the trees of the forest. From below, no one would ever suspect
|
|
that this small outpost existed.
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|
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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|
D5
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32664
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|
S
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#32668
|
|
Lookout Post~
|
|
The boards of this small platform have been painted in forest hues to conceal
|
|
it that much the better. Branches and leaves have been draped over the tops of
|
|
the post to give it a natural look. From below, no one would suspect a thing.
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|
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D5
|
|
~
|
|
~
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0 0 32652
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|
S
|
|
#32669
|
|
Lookout Post~
|
|
This small post has been cleverly painted in hues of green and brown so that
|
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passerbys in the forest below might not notice its existance.
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|
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D5
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~
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0 0 32650
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S
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#32670
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Logging Area~
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You stand amidst an array of stumps and burnt grass, piles of timber lying
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everywhere. At the edges of the area, where the army has not yet gone into to
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cut down these trees, lies stacks and stacks of shorn tree trunks, the limbs and
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bows all cut from them to form perfect logs.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32675
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32671
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32635
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S
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#32671
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Logging Area~
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You walk among the broken tree stumps, the idea that where you now stand was
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once a strong, thriving forest which towered high above your head only a vague
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realization. It is almost impossible to believe that there were ever trees
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here, even though the litter of stumps all over the ground tells otherwise.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32674
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32672
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32637
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32670
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S
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#32672
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Logging Area~
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You stand amidst an array of stumps and burnt grass, piles of timber lying
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everywhere. At the edges of the area, where the army has not yet gone into to
|
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cut down these trees, lies stacks and stacks of shorn tree trunks, the limbs and
|
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bows all cut from them to form perfect logs.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32673
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32671
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S
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#32673
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Logging Area~
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The trees here have been cut recently, you can still smell the drying sap in
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the air and the dust that the axes create when striking the trees so hard. You
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see just north of here an area where it appears the army has cut into within the
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last month or less - it does not seem as finalized of an area as the rest of
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this does.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D0
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~
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~
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0 0 32676
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32672
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32674
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S
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#32674
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Logging Area~
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The neat rows of logs end just north of here, where the forest still stands
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strong and thick, where the army has not yet worked their way into.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32673
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32671
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32675
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S
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#32675
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Logging Area~
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You stand at the northwest corner of the area that has been cleared away from
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the forest by the army's loggers. Neat rows of logs twice as tall as you line
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along the forest's edge to your west, unbroken forest to your north.
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32674
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32670
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S
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#32676
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A Large Stump~
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This small area holds only one single stump. This would be odd in itself
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since the area al around it is so filled with trees, but the stump itself is as
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big around as a house. It appears that the tree that used to stand here was
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most probably one of the oldest in the forest and because of its immensity kept
|
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the area around from growing up too much, its roots alone must have crowded any
|
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other growth away.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D2
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~
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~
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0 0 32673
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S
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#32677
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Wide Trail~
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The trail picks up from the wide trail at the other side of the valley, just
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as if there were no huge camp seperating the two sections of road. This side
|
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seems just as well traveled as its western counterpart, wagon tracks and
|
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hoofprints galore. The camp is off just west of here, the road follows through
|
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the forest to the east.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32678
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32640
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S
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#32678
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Wide Road~
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The road continues through to the east and west. Off to the east you see the
|
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faint sheen of smoke on the horizon, as is common with most large towns. To the
|
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west is the encampment of the Eastern Army.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D1
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~
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~
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0 0 32679
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32677
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|
S
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#32679
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Wide Road~
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The forest is beginning to thin somewhat, the trees becoming more sparse
|
|
giving way to small fields of tall grass and sporatic copses of trees. The
|
|
signs of traffic are becoming more and more abundant the farther to the east
|
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that is traveled.
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~
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326 0 0 0 0 0
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D3
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~
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~
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0 0 32678
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S
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$~
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