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<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<zone name="Mistwood Forest" id="34">
<node id="1" name="Mistwood Forest, Northwest Road" note="RTT20|RT-MF-GF" color="#008000">
<description>Almost as wide as a Gor'Tog is tall, a lightning-blasted stump is all that remains of a once-mighty mistwood tree. The charred wood, crackled by heat, is split into jagged spikes that tower above the fallen branches. Blueberry bushes cluster around its base, thriving in the ashes. To the northwest, the forest gives way to fields of wheat and barley surrounding a palisaded wooden fort.</description>
<position x="0" y="130" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="4" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="2" />
</node>
<node id="2" name="Mistwood Forest, Northwest Road" color="#008000">
<description>Fields of grain, all green and gold, sway in the light breeze. Ditches line both sides of the road to provide irrigation and discourage travelers from straying off the track as they make their way to or from the riverside keep.</description>
<position x="-20" y="110" z="0" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="1" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="3" />
</node>
<node id="3" name="Rossman's Landing, Southeast Gate" note="gate to Rossman's Landing" color="#008000">
<description>A wooden palisade, about twice the height of an Elf, rises above the fields around the town. Pacing back and forth on a walkway, a guard is visible through the palisade's arrow slits, while others man the gates. A series of shallow trenches filled with sharpened wooden stakes surround the town, offering further defense against attack.</description>
<position x="-40" y="110" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="2" />
<arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="22" />
</node>
<node id="4" name="Mistwood Forest, Northwest Road" color="#008000">
<description>Grey-barked branches of mistwood trees arch over the packed earth road to provide some measure of protection from wind and weather. Wide furled leaves catch rainwater and hold it until the sun's heat releases it as a gentle mist, giving the tree its name. Prized by carpenters, the dark wood features subtle veins of green and silver when properly aged and polished.</description>
<position x="40" y="130" z="0" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="5" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="1" />
</node>
<node id="5" name="Mistwood Forest, Small Clearing" note="marker" color="#008000">
<description>Three paths through the forest come together in this small clearing bordered by bluebells and cowslips. A gnarled hawthorn tree grows alone in the center of the open space, spreading its dark limbs protectively over a weathered gravestone.</description>
<position x="60" y="150" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="10" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="6" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="4" />
</node>
<node id="6" name="Mistwood Forest, Shadowed Thicket" color="#008000">
<description>Pink lady's slipper orchids and deep red trillium are but two of the flowers that grow in the shadowed corners of the forest, thriving in the dappled green light that filters through the leaves. Paw marks in the soft dirt of the trail superimpose the cloven-hoofed tracks of the local deer.</description>
<position x="60" y="170" z="0" />
<arc exit="north" move="north" destination="5" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="7" />
</node>
<node id="7" name="Mistwood Forest, Forest's Edge" note="RTT21|RT-MF-SM" color="#008000">
<description>Soft-edged shadows pool beneath the low shrubs at the edge of the forest. The path winds back and forth as it traverses the thicket, obeying the instincts of generations of deer as they follow the sound of rushing water that heralds a nearby river to the south.</description>
<position x="80" y="190" z="0" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="8" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="6" />
</node>
<node id="8" name="Jantspyre River, North Bank" color="#008000">
<description>Boggy soil squishes underfoot as the ground slopes down toward the rolling waters of the Jantspyre River. To the north, the path disappears into the dim shadows of Mistwood Forest, fading quickly from view.</description>
<position x="80" y="210" z="0" />
<arc exit="go" move="go path" destination="7" />
<arc exit="go" move="go bank" destination="9" />
</node>
<node id="9" name="Jantspyre River, In the Water" note="Jantspyre River" color="#0000FF">
<description>A wide, sandy ramp flows up from the north bank of the creek, certainly shallow enough to allow you to scramble out of the water. Clusters of pale birch trees lean out over the banks, their silvery bark peeling away from the wood in curling strips. To the southeast, a brook branches off from the main waterway, leaving the river flowing more gently as it continues to the west.</description>
<description>A wide, sandy ramp flows up from the north bank of the creek, certainly shallow enough to allow you to scramble out of the water. Clusters of pale birch trees lean out over the banks, their silvery bark peeling away from the wood in curling strips. Dappled sunlight filters through the trees' green leaves to sparkle against the water's surface. To the southeast, a brook branches off from the main waterway, leaving the river flowing more gently as it continues to the west.</description>
<position x="80" y="230" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="swim northeast" destination="161" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="swim southeast" destination="16" />
<arc exit="west" move="swim west" destination="11" />
<arc exit="go" move="go ramp" destination="8" />
</node>
<node id="10" name="Mistwood Forest, Narrow Trail" note="RTT19|RT-MFG-MF" color="#008000">
<description>The road wends its way back and forth through the trees. Little more than a dirt track bordered by curseweed and other thorny shrubs, its rutted surface is shadowed by overhanging branches. The silence is broken from time to time by low growls or the chirping of unseen birds.</description>
<position x="80" y="130" z="0" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="5" />
<arc exit="go" move="go thicket" destination="23" />
</node>
<node id="11" name="Jantspyre River, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Deep grooves etched into the rocky bank mark the passage of years as the water gouges wide, rippling channels beneath the overhanging rock. Branches and logs floating down the river catch on the sides of the creekbed, causing them to swing around with almost lethal force before the momentum jars them free. A traveler attempting to ford the stream must be wary of such hazards.</description>
<position x="60" y="230" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="swim east" destination="9" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="swim southwest" destination="12" />
</node>
<node id="12" name="Jantspyre River, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Long and low, a lichen-streaked grey boulder rises from the current. Lumpy ridges along the top resemble nothing more than two hands crossed on the breast of a massive corpse laid out at a funeral, giving rise to the original name of Giant's Pyre River.</description>
<position x="40" y="250" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="swim northeast" destination="11" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="swim southwest" destination="13" />
</node>
<node id="13" name="Jantspyre River, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>The water surges with renewed energy as it passes the end of a long, low rock in the river, swirling around as opposing currents meet. Half-sunken logs shift and groan as the current pounds against them in an ongoing battle to dislodge the obstructions in the river's path.</description>
<position x="20" y="270" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="swim northeast" destination="12" />
<arc exit="west" move="swim west" destination="14" />
</node>
<node id="14" name="Jantspyre River, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Crystal clear water tumbles, icy cold, over the rounded pebbles of the streambed. Spray slicks the dark grey rocks on either side. The current pushes you toward the south bank where, despite the wet surface, an agile climber could probably scramble out of the water. Just downstream, the creek flows over a pile of logs tumbled higgledy-piggledy like some giant's jackstraws.</description>
<position x="0" y="270" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="swim east" destination="13" />
<arc exit="go" move="go bank" destination="15" />
</node>
<node id="15" name="Jantspyre River, South Bank" note="Map33a_Road_to_Therenborough.xml|Riverhaven">
<description>The forest gives way to the banks of a swift-flowing river. No bridge crosses the water, and the far bank is too steep to clamber out.</description>
<position x="0" y="290" z="0" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" />
<arc exit="go" move="go bank" destination="14" />
</node>
<node id="16" name="Butternut Creek, In the Water" note="Butternut Creek" color="#0000FF">
<description>Whirling eddies catch the light as the narrow creek nears its end, becoming nothing more than another tributary of the rapid waters of the Jantspyre River. Silver-scaled minnows dart from shadow to dappled shadow as they feed on small bits of greenery caught between the rounded pebbles of the creek-bed, ever wary of the larger trout.</description>
<position x="100" y="250" z="0" />
<arc exit="south" move="swim south" destination="17" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="swim northwest" destination="9" />
</node>
<node id="17" name="Butternut Creek, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>The creek widens into a shallow pool edged by overhanging butternut trees. Water burbles quietly as it flows, peaceful and serene, the gentle murmur broken from time to time by the chirr of crickets and the hoarse croak of a bullfrog, punctuated by an occasional splash.</description>
<position x="100" y="270" z="0" />
<arc exit="north" move="swim north" destination="16" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="swim southeast" destination="18" />
</node>
<node id="18" name="Butternut Creek, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Deer tracks mark the banks of the creek, impressed in the soft mud by the animals that drink from the stream. The gentle creatures are not the only drinkers, however -- tufts of fur caught on brush and the footprints in the mud point to large cats and some other, two-legged visitor.</description>
<position x="120" y="290" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="swim east" destination="19" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="swim northwest" destination="17" />
</node>
<node id="19" name="Butternut Creek, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Flowing water has undercut the creek bank, making it impossible to climb out. Mottled brown crayfish crawl across the pebbles at the bottom of the stream, their claws waving aimlessly as they go about their daily search for food amidst the swaying green water weeds.</description>
<position x="140" y="290" z="0" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="swim southeast" destination="20" />
<arc exit="west" move="swim west" destination="18" />
</node>
<node id="20" name="Butternut Creek, In the Water" color="#0000FF">
<description>Burbling gaily, water tumbles down the stream, catching up fallen twigs and leaves to swirl them in the current. Canted butternut trees lean over the bank, cloaking the creek in dappled shadows and faint hints of starlight.</description>
<description>Burbling gaily, water tumbles down the stream, catching up fallen twigs and leaves to swirl them in the current. Canted butternut trees lean over the bank, cloaking the creek in dappled shadows and dancing, green-tinged rays of light.</description>
<position x="160" y="310" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="swim east" destination="21" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="swim northwest" destination="19" />
</node>
<node id="21" name="Butternut Creek, Beaver Dam" color="#0000FF">
<description>Fallen logs sprawl from bank to bank, piled high with branches and mud daub to dam the water beyond, forming a wide pool. Shallow sluices along the top channel the excess water, allowing it to tumble in sparkling streams and continue burbling down the creek, while leaving the beaver's den snug and dry.</description>
<position x="180" y="310" z="0" />
<arc exit="west" move="swim west" destination="20" />
</node>
<node id="22" name="Rossman's Landing, Foregate Passage" note="Map34a_Rossman's_Landing.xml|Rossman's Landing">
<description>A guard stands just within the iron-banded outer gates, checking travelers as they come through. The high archway leading to the town is guarded by a massive iron portcullis, raised and lowered by a windlass someplace within. Gaps between the logs roofing the foregate passage allow defenders to rain down rocks, hot oil or other, less appealing substances upon would-be intruders.</description>
<position x="-60" y="110" z="0" />
<arc exit="go" move="go gate" destination="3" />
<arc exit="go" move="go arch" />
</node>
<node id="23" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="140" y="70" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="25" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="26" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="24" />
<arc exit="go" move="go forest" destination="10" />
</node>
<node id="24" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="140" y="110" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="23" />
</node>
<node id="25" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="140" y="30" z="0" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="23" />
</node>
<node id="26" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="160" y="70" z="0" />
<arc exit="north" move="north" destination="23" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="28" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="27" />
</node>
<node id="27" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="180" y="110" z="0" />
<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="28" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="34" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="26" />
</node>
<node id="28" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="240" y="50" z="0" />
<arc exit="north" move="north" destination="30" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="27" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="26" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="29" />
</node>
<node id="29" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="180" y="30" z="0" />
<arc exit="north" move="north" destination="33" />
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<node id="30" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<node id="31" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<node id="32" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<node id="33" name="Mistwood Forest, Outside a Ruined Village">
<description>Briar roses grow in profusion around the palisade walls of a small village. Sweetly scented as they are, nothing can mask the stench of rotting meat that emanates from the charnel heap of dead and decaying carcasses piled outside the gate. Scraps of flesh cling to the gnawed bones of deer, wild boar and an unfortunate Human or two.</description>
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<node id="34" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="27" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="36" />
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<node id="35" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<node id="36" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="34" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="37" />
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<node id="37" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="39" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="38" />
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<node id="38" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="240" y="170" z="0" />
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<node id="39" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="37" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="40" />
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<node id="40" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<node id="41" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="42" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="39" />
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<node id="42" name="Mistwood Forest, Wild Rose Thicket">
<description>Pale pink roses blossom against thorny green leaves, growing in profusion in the dense thicket. The trail twists and turns, following the hoofprints of countless generations of deer. An intense fragrance perfumes the air, but all the roses in the world can't conceal the sickly-sweet stench of rotting meat that underlies it.</description>
<position x="260" y="70" z="0" />
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<node id="43" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>For the most part, the forest is painted in shades of grey on grey, from the dull charcoal bark of the mistwood trees to the pale, almost white lichens that cover fallen logs. Occasional splashes of color break the monotone palate -- vivid scarlet leaves on a dark wyrdwood tree, or deep purple berries on a chokeweed bush. The air is redolent with the smell of decaying leaves and rotting wood mingled with the faint sweet scent of blood.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="45" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="44" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="47" />
<arc exit="go" move="go thicket" destination="35" />
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<node id="44" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Musty leaves slip and slide underfoot, made slick by rain and slow decomposition. Falling in graceful green veils, maiden's tresses drape over the branches to catch at the limbs of passersby.</description>
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<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="43" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="46" />
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<node id="45" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Spiky stalks jut up from clusters of ferns that thrive in the depths of the forest, catching at skin and clothing. The shadows of night are filled with the rustle of unseen footsteps making their way through the darkness.</description>
<description>Spiky cinnamon-brown stalks jut up from clusters of ferns that thrive in the shadows of the forest. Here and there, a deep maroon trillium raises its face to the dim light of the sun.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="48" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="44" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="43" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="46" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="56" />
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<node id="46" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>A pockmarked boulder glitters with tiny garnet chips half hidden beneath flaky grey-green lichen. Vivid moss clings to the northern side of the rock, smoothing the bumpy surface with a carpet of sharply scented greenery.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="58" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="45" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="44" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="43" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="47" />
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<node id="47" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Dull red needles form a dense mat around the base of a pine tree, one of the few left in the forest. For the most part, the quick growing conifers have been supplanted by the slower-growing grey mistwood so highly prized by lumbermen.</description>
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="46" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="43" />
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<node id="48" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>The forest crowds up against the base of a tall cliff to the east. Angling out to loom over the huddled forest below, the sandstone surface looks almost impossible to climb. High overhead, an owl circles as it hunts.</description>
<description>The forest crowds up against the base of a tall cliff to the east. Angling out to loom over the huddled forest below, the sandstone surface looks almost impossible to climb. High overhead, a raptor circles as it hunts.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="45" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="58" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="57" />
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<node id="49" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" note="RTT18|RT-MF-LB" color="#008000">
<description>Moisture trickles down the face of a sandstone cliff, gathering in a shallow pool at the base. Year after year, such trickles wear away at the smooth surface, leaving behind striated chimneys carved out of the surrounding rock.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="58" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="57" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="50" />
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<node id="50" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" note="RTT17|RT-MF-MFG" color="#008000">
<description>Leaves whisper in the wind, twisting to reveal their red-veined undersides. Quiet and peaceful, the serenity is belied by scraps of blood-stained fur caught on the rough bark of a tree trunk and the marks of claws in the damp loam of the forest floor.</description>
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<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="49" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="57" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="54" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="52" />
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<node id="51" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Bits of fur and broken bones litter the ground at the base of a tree, evidently the perch of an owl or some other bird of prey. Overhanging branches sport a pale green fall of maiden's tresses that block your view of the upper reaches of the tree.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="54" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="52" />
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<node id="52" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Scattered feathers shift fitfully in the breeze, all that remains of some hapless bird. The trees grow close together, blocking the faint light that might be shed by the moons. Shelf lichens cling to tree trunks, glowing with a faint phosphorescence.</description>
<description>Scattered feathers shift fitfully in the breeze, all that remains of some hapless bird. The trees grow close together, leaving the forest floor shrouded in a perpetual twilight. Shelf lichens cling to tree trunks, thriving in the damp climate.</description>
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<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="50" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="54" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="53" />
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<node id="53" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>The trail twists around, crossing and recrossing its path in an aimless meander. A low buzzing sound draws your attention to a papery grey hornet's nest in the branches of a mistwood tree, fortunately out of reach.</description>
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<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="54" />
<arc exit="go" move="go embankment" destination="120" />
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<node id="54" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Patches of bark litter the forest floor, fallen from a dead tree across the path. The exposed wood is riddled with tiny holes left by insects and larger holes left by the birds that prey upon them. Despite the damage done by animals, the wood has aged to a lovely shade of silver-grey with dusky green veins.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="51" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="50" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="57" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="55" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="53" />
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<node id="55" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>A fox darts beneath a mistwood tree, disappearing into a tangle of thick roots. Shadowed by the overhanging boughs, it's hard to see whether it went to earth in its den or lurks there, unseen.</description>
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<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="56" />
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<node id="56" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Leaves rustle in counterpoint to a melodic twittering and chirping, a near-constant concert that falls silent from time to time as some threat is detected, only to begin again. The birds themselves remain unseen, hidden by the dense foliage.</description>
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="58" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="45" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="46" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="47" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="55" />
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<node id="57" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Past years' leaves lie crumpled and brown beneath the sheltering branches of the mistwood trees. Every footstep and shift in position evokes a dry crackling noise as the fragile remains crumple underfoot.</description>
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="49" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="48" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="56" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="54" />
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<node id="58" name="Mistwood Forest, Deer Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Fireflies flicker in the darkness beneath the forest canopy, briefly illuminating a few shy lady's slipper orchids, or reflecting against the yellow eyes of a marauding raccoon as it trundles through the shrubbery.</description>
<description>Pale yellow against the forest floor, a few shy lady's slipper orchids sway in a slight breeze. Overhead, squirrels leap from branch to branch with gleeful abandon as they go about their search for seeds and nuts to tide them over the winter months.</description>
<position x="400" y="130" z="0" />
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="48" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="45" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="46" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="56" />
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<node id="59" name="Ruined Village, Inside the Gate">
<description>The village palisade, trimmed saplings bound together with rope and rusted iron bands, offers little protection against invaders. From the looks of the shells of houses that residents once called their homes, there is little to attract bandits to prey upon the town. Broken pottery, offal and other, less appealing substances line the sides of the dirt street, turning the packed earth into a reeking mud that clings to clothing and skin.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="68" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="66" />
<arc exit="go" move="go village gate" destination="33" />
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<node id="60" name="Ruined Village, Stable">
<description>Built up against the palisade wall, the stable seems to have survived the destruction almost intact. No glass remains in the structure's windows, but the split-shingled roof, while scorched from fire, displays little other damage. The village well stands nearby, a broken bucket overturned beside it.</description>
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<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="61" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="62" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="68" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="66" />
<arc exit="go" move="go stable" destination="86" />
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<node id="61" name="Ruined Village, Small Store">
<description>In the midst of the burnt-out cottages and broken fences, a sign still sways outside the doorway of what was once a small store. The sturdy construction has left the building mostly intact, though its thatched roof, like all the houses in the town, has long since blown away.</description>
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<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="62" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="68" />
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<node id="62" name="Ruined Village, Blacksmith's Anvil" note="House">
<description>Streaked with rust, an anvil stands beneath a lightning-blasted tree. Iron and steel bars lie in a tumbled haystack effect, melded together by the metal's oxidation to form a madman's sculpture. Nearby houses are in no better shape, missing their roofs, their doors broken down and shutters swaying aimlessly in the breeze.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="60" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="61" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="64" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="63" />
<arc exit="northwest" move="northwest" destination="65" />
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<node id="63" name="Ruined Village, Manor House">
<description>Stone walls survive, but the thatched roof has long since blown away on the largest house still standing in the village. Broken shutters surround the unglazed diamond-paned windows, still marred by black soot from the destruction of the village itself.</description>
<position x="120" y="-30" z="0" />
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="68" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="62" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="64" />
<arc exit="go" move="go manor house" destination="69" />
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<node id="64" name="Ruined Village, Granaries">
<description>Round wooden silos once stored grain for villagers. Now the boards bow out as the wheat or barley held within swells from exposure to moisture, and a heady scent of fermentation fills the air.</description>
<position x="120" y="-10" z="0" />
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="62" />
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<node id="65" name="Ruined Village, Outside a Chapel">
<description>Fragments of colored glass litter the grass outside a small stone chapel. Once a center for worship and a meeting place for the town, the building is now just a ruin towering over the tumbled-down cottages. Splintered pews litter the small graveyard beside it, evidently used to knock down the markers on the graves.</description>
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="68" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="62" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="63" />
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<node id="66" name="Ruined Village, Open Hearth">
<description>At one time, this must have been the site of a more conventional village, for a chimney and fireplace stand a lonely vigil amidst the ruins of a burnt-out house. Rude wooden benches, little more than split logs, offer seating for residents to gather around what is now used as a communal cookfire. A rusty cauldron swings from an iron hook over the sullenly burning logs in the hearth.</description>
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<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="59" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="60" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="68" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="65" />
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<node id="67" name="Ruined Village, Near a Shanty">
<description>Old doors and close-growing saplings form the walls of one nearby shanty. The trees themselves, still solidly rooted in the ground, are long-since dead from the noxious condition of the soil, but some enterprising resident has threaded willow withies between the trunks to form a rude shelter.</description>
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<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="66" />
<arc exit="go" move="go crude shanty" destination="89" />
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<node id="68" name="Ruined Village, Common">
<description>Splintered stiles sag from weathered fence posts surrounding a muddy common, no longer a barrier to the passage of people or animals. The canted remains of a small hut sway precariously in the breeze, perhaps once a manger for the animals that grazed here.</description>
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<arc exit="northeast" move="northeast" destination="59" />
<arc exit="east" move="east" destination="60" />
<arc exit="southeast" move="southeast" destination="61" />
<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="62" />
<arc exit="southwest" move="southwest" destination="63" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="65" />
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<node id="69" name="Manor House, Great Hall" note="Manor">
<description>Long oak trestle tables with matching benches line the walls, ready to be pulled out for the manor's evening meal. Or so the hall was used in the days before the town's destruction. Now, sticky with filth and spilled ale, the tables are piled high with straw to form rude beds for the invaders. The rushes that cover the floor give off a sour smelling stench of mildew, mold and worse.</description>
<position x="20" y="-90" z="0" />
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<arc exit="south" move="south" destination="70" />
<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="73" />
<arc exit="go" move="go splintered door" destination="63" />
<arc exit="climb" move="climb curving staircase" destination="75" />
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<node id="70" name="Manor House, Armory">
<description>Empty wooden racks once held swords and crossbows. A barrel, half-filled with coarse black sand, would have been used to polish chainmail, removing the rust as a man at arms sweated to roll the barrel back and forth. Now, the room holds naught but a few broken arrows and some bowstrings wrapped in oiled paper in a storage bin.</description>
<position x="20" y="-70" z="0" />
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<node id="71" name="Manor House, Kitchen">
<description>No fires burn in the great hearths at either end of the kitchen. Now, they hold only cold ashes and the bitter memories of the once-thriving population that resided here. Thick trestle tables are littered with broken pottery, some upturned against the wall and used as target practice, to judge by the splintered scars and broken arrowheads lodged within. The flagstone floor is marred by sticky brown stains.</description>
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<arc exit="west" move="west" destination="74" />
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<node id="72" name="Manor House, Buttery">
<description>Stove-in barrels and the stale smell of ale fill the buttery. Once used by the hall as a storage room for drinks, little remains but broken bottles and shards of earthenware tankards.</description>
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<node id="73" name="Manor House, Solar">
<description>A broken loom, still half threaded, stands near the long windows that overlook the orchard at the back of the manor. Although frayed and tattered, the pattern of the unfinished tapestry is still visible beneath the accumulated dirt and cobwebs.</description>
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<node id="74" name="Manor House, Pantry">
<description>Rodent bones have been heaped in a pile in the corner of the pantry. Marble shelves line the walls, so chipped and tilted as to be unusable. Wooden barrels hold spoiled remains of wheat and oats, and an unbroken earthenware crock gives off a stench of rancid oil.</description>
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<node id="75" name="Manor House, Hallway">
<description>The hall runs along the outer wall of the manor, lit only by narrow slit-like windows known as arrow loops. Finely woven clothing, the expensive fabrics little more than tatters, litters the floor.</description>
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<node id="76" name="Manor House, Master Bedroom">
<description>Shredded hangings sway from the posts of the carved mahogany bed like dull grey ghosts of the past. Moths have been at the draperies, leaving behind cobweb-strewn fabric that more closely resembles fuzzy lace than the original rich green velvet. Pale brown feathers drift in the air, swept up from holes in the mattress ticking by the wind. An iron-banded chest at the foot of the bed lies open and empty.</description>
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<node id="77" name="Manor House, White Bedroom">
<description>Chill white walls and dingy white damask drapes make the cherrywood bed seem to glow a deep, rich red color despite the lack of polish and exposure to the elements. The mattress is missing -- dragged off to use for bedding elsewhere or simply eaten by rodents. Nothing else remains in the room but dust and dirt.</description>
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<node id="78" name="Manor House, Hallway">
<description>The hall runs along the outer wall of the manor, lit only by narrow slit-like windows known as arrow loops. Empty torch rings frame the doors along the inner wall, and a dimly lit staircase leads up to the attics.</description>
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<node id="79" name="Manor House, Nursery">
<description>An overturned cot lies sprawled in the ashes of the fireplace, seared and crackled by heat. Nearby, two small cradles hold scattered bones amidst the linen bedding. Less damage was done here than in the other rooms of the manor -- the dressers remain standing, and the flames were confined to the fireplace itself. Dirt has settled into the corners, veiled by a year or more of spider webs, and choking clouds of dust rise up with each movement.</description>
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<node id="80" name="Manor House, Blue Bedroom">
<description>Torn strips of sapphire-blue wallpaper sag to the floor, revealing the whitewashed walls behind it. A dark blue braided rug is the only furnishing in this empty bedroom.</description>
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<node id="81" name="Manor House, Attics">
<description>The roof is missing, burnt by the fires which ravaged the village or simply lost to time and weather, leaving the attics open to the sky. Dark rafters tower overhead, and a narrow staircase leads down to the lower floors.</description>
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<node id="82" name="Manor House, Storeroom">
<description>Toppled trunks, their sides bashed in, are scattered across the floor of the storeroom. Open to the weather, the wood has swollen and dried, cracking a little more with each cycle until jagged splinters offer a hazard to anyone lacking sturdy boots.</description>
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<node id="83" name="Manor House, Servant's Quarters">
<description>Wind and rain have swept the floorboards bare, leaving behind little more than warped and weathered wood. Wooden rings on iron bars between the rafters are all that remain of the curtains used to divide the large room into smaller cubbies for the servants who worked from dawn to long past dark to keep the manor house running.</description>
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<node id="84" name="A Ruined House" note="House">
<description>Scraps of wood litter the floor, shredded by sharp teeth and stained dark by blood. Once upon a time, this might have been some housewife's home. The splintered table is now laid with a haphazard arrangement of bones in some lunatic's version of a place setting. Rats browse in the dirty straw pallets along the walls, gnawing on discarded grain or meat. The patchy remains of the thatched roof do little to keep out the weather.</description>
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<node id="85" name="Small Store" note="Store">
<description>Withered apples, onions and potatoes spill from bushel baskets, pillowing the bolts of cloth and tools fallen from shelves lining the walls. Now, those shelves are splintered by the marks of axes or swords, and the wooden counter opposite the doorway is caked with years of accumulated dust and dirt.</description>
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<node id="86" name="Ruined Village, Inside a Stable" note="Stable">
<description>Gnawed bones litter the stable floor, mute testimony to the fate of the animals that once lived here. Piles of mildewed hay lie tumbled about in careless abandon, now populated only by fleas and other vermin.</description>
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<node id="87" name="Inside a Small Hut" note="Hut">
<description>A wooden bin hangs on the back wall of this three-sided hut. The front is open to the common, allowing animals easy access to shelter during the rain. Lack of maintenance and years of weather damage have left the hut swaying in the least breeze, and every gust of wind brings with it the chance of total collapse.</description>
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<node id="88" name="Ruined Village, In the Chapel" note="Chapel">
<description>Soot streaks the walls and floors, radiating out from the heat-seared marks left by a bonfire. The invaders must have burned the chapel's pews and woodwork, leaving behind this bare stone building furnished with lice-ridden straw pallets covered by mounds of fraying woolen blankets and half-tanned furs.</description>
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<node id="89" name="A Crude Shanty" note="Shanty">
<description>Dark and dismal, the ground in this hovel smells of mold and mildew, reminiscent of a grave. The owner has never bothered cutting windows, and the door consists of nothing more than a blanket poked between some of the tree branches.</description>
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<node id="90" name="Sandstone Cliff" note="forest gryphons|gryphons">
<description>A narrow ledge juts out from the rocky face of the cliff, allowing one to examine the beauty of the forest below. A few wispy tufts of grass cling desperately to the edge, their strands swaying gently in a passing wind. Two small daisies, their stems intertwined, sit in the center of one particular tuft. The way down is either over the smooth cliff face or a nearby chimney which has formed over the long years.</description>
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<node id="91" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Rookery">
<description>Phosphorescent algae cast a dim light over this cavern. Part of a larger nest, the walls and floor have been painstakingly insulated with a layer of branches and leaves. Near the back of the cavern lay a large number of eggs, waiting to hatch. The eggs are protected from intruders by a wide chasm that runs through the center of the cavern. A rather large, surly looking gryphon lies protectively near the eggs, appearing unwilling to move for an intruder on this side of the chasm.</description>
<description>Phosphorescent algae cast a dim light over this cavern. Part of a larger nest, the walls and floor have been painstakingly insulated with a layer of branches and leaves. Near the back of the cavern lay a large number of eggs, waiting to hatch. The eggs are protected from intruders by a wide chasm that runs through the center of the cavern.</description>
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<node id="92" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Nest">
<description>A large nest has been built, deep in the cave. Constructed of branches, bones, and leaves, the nest is filled with layers of soft feathers. An occasional fragment of thick shell is evidence that whatever built the nest belongs to a large species. The partially eaten scraps of meat indicate that the species might not welcome visitors.</description>
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<node id="93" name="Sandstone Cliff" note="young forest gryphons|young gryphons">
<description>A deep recess in the face of the cliff gives travelers bit of freedom to move about. A huge oak tree on one side of the depression looks slightly lopsided, having grown so close to the face of the cliff that it is stunted on that side. The lower limbs of the tree grow close to the ground, granting access to some of the higher limbs. The tree shades the recess, and nearly hides a wide crack at the back. Handholds have been carved into the face of the cliff, leading down.</description>
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<node id="94" name="Sandstone Cliff, Oak Limb" note="mature forest gryphons|mature gryphons">
<description>This broad limb stretches forth from the trunk of the tree, thick enough to support a good deal of weight. The view reveals that this limb is approximately half way between a ledge below and the top of the cliff above. The closest limbs within reach are those that lead down towards the narrow ledge. The only branches leading upwards are too far for even the tallest Gor'Tog, so that one cannot climb in that direction. A wide hole in the side of the trunk looks broad enough to squeeze through.</description>
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<node id="95" name="Sandstone Cliff, Inside the Oak">
<description>The hollow within the tree is larger than would appear from the outside. It extends upwards where little bits of sky are visible through an open knothole. The walls are smooth, with the exception of the edges around a hole leading outwards at ground level, making it impossible to climb them. Fortunately, some thoughtful traveler left a rope, allowing others to climb up to the knothole.</description>
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<node id="96" name="Mistwood Forest, Cliff">
<description>Mistwood trees press in around the edge of the cliff, a few clinging rather tenuously to the ground. A stout rope has been tied to a nearby stump and leads through an open knothole in the side of an oak tree which begins somewhere below the edge of the cliff and towers up over it. Older layers of leaves, nearly decomposed now, have been kicked up in various places by someone, or something. A series of low limbs offers a route to the upper branches of one stout tree.</description>
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<node id="97" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>Broad, thick mistwood branches grow in a tangled mess and form a highway high over the forest floor. Some branches do not lead anywhere, while others connect and form wooden bridges between trees. The limbs of one tree lead down to a spot where it is possible to drop to the ground, though it might be difficult and could result in a fall.</description>
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<node id="98" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>The branches overhead thin slightly, allowing a clear view of the sky above. Below, dense thickets cover the leaf-strewn ground, possibly providing a bit of cushion for those who might fall. Limbs form a spiraling staircase that provides a means to get down to the forest floor.</description>
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<node id="99" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>From your vantage point you can see a stone road below. To the east, as the forest thins, the branches become less dense and tangled. A series of blue rags, tied to branches, marks a route through the thinning forest canopy to the east. The trunk of one tree is scratched on one side, as if it has been used frequently to climb between the ground and the treetops.</description>
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<node id="100" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>The trees grow close together, a jumbled mass of branches and trunks. Moving about is a bit difficult, but not impossible. The ground below is completely obscured by branches and the sky is only visible in fleeting glimpses. Small scraps of tattered white cloth have been conveniently placed to mark routes where it is possible to travel. An assortment of red cloths hangs from a set of branches that lead down to the forest floor.</description>
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<node id="101" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>Broad avenues of branches stretch out in every direction, high above the ground. Most of the branches look sturdy enough to support a good deal of weight, while others look like they could snap under the slightest pressure. One branch has broken, and its fallen half now lies dead on the forest floor. A series of stout limbs forms a natural ladder to the ground below.</description>
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<node id="102" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>The branches arch over the ground, giving one a view of a small clearing below where a pit has been dug. The trees seem to shy away from the pit, none daring to grow too close to its edge. One tree has fallen over, providing a steep ramp to the ground below.</description>
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<node id="103" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>Branches form a thick canopy, obscuring the forest floor except for faint glimpses of the remains of a stone road. The thicker, sturdier branches form a highway that echoes the path of the stone road. One especially large mistwood tree along the path looks like a somewhat passable, if awkward and difficult way to climb down to the ground.</description>
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<node id="104" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>The trees begin to disperse noticeably to the east. The trees are thinner than are those to the west, clumping together in small groves. The smaller bodies are close enough together that passage between each cluster of trees is possible. The sturdy limbs of the mistwood trees allow one with a good bit of skill or perhaps luck to climb down to the ground.</description>
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<node id="105" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>The trees in this part of the forest are clustered together in sparsely populated groves. Passage is difficult due to the wide distance between clusters of trees. A chain of trees echoes a stone road below and allows passage to the west and northeast. One of the taller mistwood trees offers a route down to the ground.</description>
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<node id="106" name="Mistwood Forest, Treetop">
<description>At the edge of the forest the trees are few and far between, while to the west the growth thickens. To the east a stone road climbs partway up a rock-strewn hill. A series of connecting branches form a broad avenue high in the treetop canopy. A mistwood tree at the extreme edge of the forest offers a way down to the road for those foolhardy or skilled enough.</description>
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<node id="107" name="Mistwood Forest, Among the Trees">
<description>Dense clusters of brush and scrub mark this part of the forest. Game trails run from southerly bearings and begin to scatter in a large number of directions heading north. The northern trails disappear beneath the local chaparral, making them impossible to follow. The bones of some small animal, partially hidden at the edge of a bush, have been gathered into a pile and the skull placed on top. The limbs of one tree almost form a spiraling staircase as they circle upwards to the top of the tree.</description>
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<node id="108" name="Mistwood Forest, Among the Trees">
<description>A weathered pile of rocks has been stacked rather carefully, marking the boundary between a game trail leading west and a stone road that winds through the forest to the east. Off the beaten trail the ground is thick with foliage, carpeting it in a fresh layer of green leaves. The rough bark of one mistwood tree makes natural places to grip when scaling the trunk, creating a possible place to climb.</description>
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<node id="109" name="Mistwood Forest, Among the Trees">
<description>The ground is thick with foliage fallen from the trees. The trees seem to huddle together, forming a thick canopy and almost completely blocking the sky above. A narrow path winds through the trees, running north and angling sharply east, with the occasional gnarled root or branch nearly blocking the way. The densely packed trees form a highway of branches overhead with access from some of the limbs closer to the ground.</description>
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<node id="110" name="Mistwood Forest, Among the Trees">
<description>The forest is quiet, broken only by the sound of the occasional bird chirp, which is then quickly silenced. The trees have been badly damaged, with what would appear to be claw marks on almost every tree in the immediate vicinity. Game trails stretch in the four cardinal directions, dodging between the trees. Low limbs on one tree look particularly stout and good for climbing.</description>
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<node id="111" name="Mistwood Forest, Pit">
<description>A small clearing has formed in the midst of the dense trees. The trees grow a respectable distance away from a large pit that has been dug in the middle of the clearing. The sides of the pit are smooth, which would have made escape impossible if one of the walls had not collapsed into a large pile of rubble, partially filling the pit. One tree has fallen over onto another so that it leans at an angle perfect for scaling to some of the higher branches.</description>
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<node id="112" name="Mistwood Forest, Under the Canopy">
<description>The woods press in on the road oppressively, forming a thick canopy overhead. A small portion of the road is virtually untouched by the ravages of time, as the stones are still tightly fitted together. The superb construction demonstrates the care and hard work that the laborers put into the road's assembly. Weeds and grasses have grown between most of the stones that once formed the road.</description>
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<node id="113" name="Mistwood Forest, Under the Canopy">
<description>The trees clump together in groves, densely packed, but with visible differences from what can be seen to the west. Fallen leaves nearly cover a pile of stones off to one side of the road. At the base of the pile one of the rocks looks as if it had been inscribed, though the words are too faded to make out.</description>
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<node id="114" name="Mistwood Forest, Forest's Edge">
<description>The trees are fewer and far between towards the edge of the forest. Smaller varieties of plant life flourish with little competition from the larger trees. The undergrowth continues out past the last of the trees and a short ways up the slope of a rocky hill. A mistwood tree near the road offers a way up into the canopy.</description>
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<node id="115" name="Mistwood Forest, Forest's Edge">
<description>Thick growths of underbrush rule this part of the forest. Interspersed between the thickets are a few sparse clusters of mistwood trees. A small brook gurgles as it meanders through the forest and crosses the path of the road. Alongside the brook grows a single lilac, a stranger among giants.</description>
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<node id="116" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Entrance">
<description>Bones and feathers litter the floor near a wide crack in the wall leading out. A few large, black stains mar the ground amongst the debris. The air is cool, though stagnant, and carries muffled cries from elsewhere in the cave.</description>
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<node id="117" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Den">
<description>The north wall of this tunnel has collapsed, blocking all passage in that direction. Part of the tunnel shows signs of digging and a few of the larger rocks bear the scars from the scratching of claws. The air is moist and cool, helping to foster a community of phosphorescent algae which clings to the east wall.</description>
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<node id="118" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Den">
<description>A steady trickling sound emanates from a miniature waterfall in one wall. The waterfall feeds a crystal clear pool which empties into a narrow rivulet. The rivulet carries the water into a low tunnel in the opposite wall and disappears. Through the crystalline waters you can see phosphorescent algae growing in the bottom of the pool, glowing softly.</description>
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<node id="119" name="Gryphon Eyrie, Den">
<description>Small, downy feathers are scattered about on the floor. A rocky slope leads downward and farther into the cave, where shrill cries issue forth. The ground is heavily pitted and scratched where numerous claws have dug into the rock. The carcass of some poor beast lies on the floor, its bones nearly picked clean.</description>
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<node id="120" name="Gyfford's Bridge, Southeast Embankment">
<description>The forest has been cleared away from the approach of this bridge, allowing room for a wide abutment that supports an embankment that arcs over the ravine in the Mistwood Forest floor. Granite and quartzite are layered in a cobblestone pattern, leading upward to a deck supported entirely from the stone construction on each side.</description>
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<node id="121" name="Mistwood Forest, North of a Ravine">
<description>A steep-sided ravine breaches the forest floor, leaving a wide gash spanned by a stone bridge. The freshly cut stones of the construction show little sign of weathering or wear, some still displaying mason's marks or chisel scrapes. A massive embankment leads the way across.</description>
<description>A steep-sided ravine breaches the forest floor, leaving a wide gash spanned by a pair of ropes tied to trees on either side. It's hard to dignify the arrangement by calling it a bridge, but it looks like the only way across.</description>
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<node id="122" name="Mistwood Forest, Clearing" color="#008000">
<description>Packed earth trails, wide enough for a wagon, wind through the trees and stumps of the forest. A charcoal burner's hut stands in a small clearing, surrounded by smoking mounds of earth that cover stacks of slowly smoldering wood.</description>
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<node id="123" name="Mistwood Forest, Trail" color="#008000">
<description>A winding ravine blocks travel to the south. There's no way to cross at this point, but you can see a pair of ropes spanning the divide a bit further east. The trees are sparse near the edge of the cliff, and the ground underfoot is crumbling in places.</description>
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<node id="124" name="Mistwood Forest, Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Grey barked mistwood trees line the trail, their broad leaves cupped to cradle the dew. The moons, filtered by overhanging branches and dense foliage, cast more shadows than illumination, an effect that is only heightened by the faint, pallid glow of phosphorescent mosses clinging to the tree trunks. From time to time, a hunting cat gives off a hoarse yowl of frustration, presumably to curse the escape of its prey.</description>
<description>Grey barked mistwood trees shade the trail, filtering the light to a pale shade of green. The air is cool on even the hottest summer days as the furled leaves release a faint mist that gives the tree its name.</description>
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<node id="125" name="Mistwood Forest, Trail" color="#008000">
<description>The ground underfoot is soft with layer upon layer of decaying leaves. A fine haze fills the air, reflecting every beam of moonlight that manages to penetrate the forest canopy.</description>
<description>The ground underfoot is soft with layer upon layer of decaying leaves. A fine haze fills the air, reflecting every beam of sunlight that manages to penetrate the forest canopy.</description>
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<node id="126" name="Mistwood Forest, Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Tall spikes of pale purple flowers sway above the broad leaves of hosta growing in the shade of the forest. Grey-barked mistwood trees grow close together, broken here and there by clumps of river birch or oak.</description>
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<node id="127" name="Mistwood Forest, Trail" color="#008000">
<description>Motes of dust dance in beams of moonlight that filter through the tree branches. The trail narrows as it passes deeper into the forest. Though the chitter of birds may fade with the setting sun, the forest is never silent, as even the leaves whisper against one another in the wind.</description>
<description>Motes of dust dance in stray beams of sunlight that flicker through the tree branches. The trail narrows as it passes deeper into the forest. Though the chitter of birds may fade at your approach, the forest is never silent, as even the leaves whisper against one another in the wind.</description>
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<node id="128" name="Mistwood Forest, Forest's Edge" color="#008000">
<description>An occasional dark grey-barked mistwood tree jostles for space amidst the faster-growing birch and pine here on the edge of the forest. The sharp needles and gum-laden branches of the pines tend to catch at the hair and clothing of those passing beneath the trees, as if some wood sprite did try to cling to those who travel through her domain.</description>
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<node id="129" name="Mistwood Forest, Forest's Edge" color="#008000">
<description>Cloaked in the forest's pale twilight world of greenery, you can see the brighter greens and golds of the fields to the north and the dark browns and greys of the forest to the east. The road grows rougher as it enters the forest, rutted and churned by passing wagons and lack of maintenance.</description>
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<node id="130" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>Wide swathes of oats and wheat, their colors faded in the night, ripen in fields on either side of the road. A split-log fence prevents cattle from straying into the crops. To the south, trees grow thickly together as the road enters the shadows of the Mistwood Forest.</description>
<description>Wide swathes of oats and wheat ripen beneath the sun's gentle rays in fields on either side of the road. A split-log fence prevents cattle from straying into the crops. To the south, trees grow thickly together as the road enters the shadows of the Mistwood Forest.</description>
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<node id="131" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>A few small thatched-roof cottages cluster beside the road in a bucolic setting. Assorted livestock move restlessly within a pen -- a bristle-maned grey donkey, a pair of oxen and a swaybacked nag with a shaggy coat. The animals' legs are coated in mud or some other, less appealing substance.</description>
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<node id="132" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>A spring wells up from the ground beside the road, trickling down a rocky outcropping to pool in a stone basin. Local residents rely on it for their animals and crops, as the overflow from the basin runs into a ditch used to irrigate surrounding fields.</description>
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<node id="133" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>Cattle lowing in a nearby pasture break the silence of the surrounding countryside. Flowers and herbs bloom in small gardens between the houses that border the road. Though quite similar in construction, each building each has some feature to distinguish it from its neighbor. One house has fruit trees, another a pen for a pig, while yet another is home to a box-like shelter mounted atop a pole in front.</description>
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<node id="134" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>Rolling hills stretch out on either side of the road, covered with a thick mat of wild thyme and rosemary. Tiny white and purple flowers dot the fragrant greenery.</description>
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<node id="135" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>A wooden tower at the crest of the hill offers a view of the surrounding countryside. In the dry season, the Baron's foresters keep a careful watch for fires that could destroy the prosperous fields.</description>
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<node id="136" name="Mistwood Forest Road" color="#008000">
<description>To the south, the rolling hills give way to orchards and neatly tended fields. The road to Mistwood Forest stretches out to the south and east, branching off from the main North Road that connects Therenborough with the village of Langenfirth.</description>
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<description>The surrounding, gracefully-sloping hillsides are thickly carpeted with juniper, thyme and rosemary that fill the air with a fresh herbal fragrance.</description>
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<node id="138" name="Mistwood Forest, In a Ravine">
<description>Narrow cracks in the ravine wall offer an escape from the shadows of the canyon, though to judge by the amount of rubble littering the rocky floor, treacherous is probably the kindest way to describe the climb.</description>
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<node id="139" name="Mistwood Forest, In a Ravine">
<description>A boulder juts up from the ravine floor to the south, blocking travel in that direction. The walls of the ravine are shrouded in shadows, but there seems no easy way out from here.</description>
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<node id="140" name="Mistwood Forest, In a Ravine">
<description>Deep cracks in the canyon floor widen to the west, making further travel impossible. Though the bottom is not visible, the sound of rushing water echoes up from the depths of the crevice.</description>
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<node id="141" name="Mistwood Forest, In a Ravine">
<description>Reflected moonlight shimmers against the water in a deep sink pit along the south side of the ravine. Steep rock walls overhang the canyon floor, making it difficult to distinguish details of the surrounding area.</description>
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<node id="142" name="Mistwood Forest, In a Ravine">
<description>Broken rocks, fallen from the ravine walls, litter the ground with splintered shards. Years of erosion have cut away at the south wall, leaving it to rise at a steep inward-leaning angle that even the most intrepid mountain goat could not navigate. High overhead, two ropes cross the top of the ravine, far out of reach.</description>
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