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The witch rides atop the skittering creature with seemingly effortless poise, sidesaddle as a proper lady of court, though it is all I can do to remain clinging to the nightmare's bony projections as it speeds across the endless green of the Great Southern Wastes.

A painful jar knocks the wind from my body, and I call to my seeming benefactor, who responds without turning. "Not long now, child. The land will soon begin to change."

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Before long, the light begins to fade, and we cross into a nauseous country where little grows save the most stubborn of weeds, and even they seem unhappy to be here.

My eyes rebel from what they are forced to gaze upon, for this place has a great wrongness about it, as though the land itself does not belong of our world. To distract myself, I ask of the fate of the crow-woman and the shieldwork.

"Do not concern yourself with the Crow-People," the witch says gently. "They are useful sometimes, but they were a mistake of the Dragon and have no souls." This response chills me all the more, for well do I remember the awful fate of the Highest of the Crow-People, and the slight that triggered it, and the callousness with which she carried out the act.

Again I fear that I have found myself in company beyond my reckoning, but I swallow the voice of concern, for I keep in mind that the witch's coven seeks to overthrow Adan, and so I do as I must.

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A roiling in my stomach forces me to clench my mouth as the alien landscape creeps by. Our steed is slower now, picking its way carefully between grounds that seem to repel, rather than attract, and I cannot bear the thought of touching such.

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"Ah, we have arrived at last," says the witch as her mount winds around a stagnant pond and I see in the flicker of fire many silhouettes moving on the hillside.

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"Hail, Shala," someone calls as we ride past, and the motley of women of strange garb and terrifying companions becomes clear!

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Suddenly the head mounted atop a mutilated woman's staff spins on its own will and locks its awful gaze upon me, screaming in a frightful rattle!

"INTERLOPER! THERE IS AN OUTSIDER AMONG YOU!"

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The women rage and call out, before my host raises her gloved hand and silences them!

"This is the girl we have sought. She is very young, yet she has power still."

At this, the gathering murmurs, before one steps forth!

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"You bring a child to us, Shala! We are not nursemaids," she growls through clenched teeth, and in her voice I hear the screams of the dying and the roar of flames as cities burn. "We should kill her now, before she troubles us!"


Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice!

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Equipment check:

One black longsword (faintly enchanted)
One fancy knife (supposedly forged by blind monks of Zaldimar)

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Spells:
*Witchlight: Summon a glow to light your way in darkness

*Hand of Flame: Summon fire from your hand

*Unseeing: Turn one thing or person temporarily invisible

Magical Abilities:
*Second Sight: See invisible entrances (and possibly other things)

Oh boy

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>>33110800
Loudly protest we can totally cast magic!

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>>33110800
Cast witchlight to show that we're totally a witch

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>>33110800

Lop off half of her torch with the black longsword. "that could have been your head... i may be a child but i need no nursemaids..." etc. etc.

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>>33110800
Demonstrate our skills.
More lego time!

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>>33110955

Never before have I dared to voice my nature! Ever since I fled Adan and my hometown have I kept secret this dark power inside me, but now in the presence of these women I find myself stirred to outrage, and I exclaim for the first time that I am indeed a witch!

To this, some among the gathered laugh and call -

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- but my host, Shala, seems content to watch the proceedings in silence, revealing nothing about me!

Drawn to the exchange, I find myself encircled, and the other woman laughs as the creature at her side chitters and sends sparks into the air, some strange manner of gigantic insect composed of living flame!

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"She can make a fire!" the woman snorts, as I protest that I have mastered the art of calling fire from my hand. "Can you count and wipe your bottom as well?"

"This is a fire!" she rages as her metallic staff erupts with a gout of flame that singes my flesh and illuminates the foggy night air.

Roll a d12 and link to this post to outdo her, Apprentice!

>>33110955
>witchlight
(Whoops, misread that post. Sorry, anon!)

Lego Quest!

(Where'd all the Legonauts go?)

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>>33111811
Oh crap, I'm so sorry OP. I got distracted with something and forgot the time. I kind of figured the other guys would hang around and participate.

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>>33112080

Whether it is fatigue or my wounds I cannot say, but what power I have is stubborn, and I can barely produce a spark and a flare before it is gone again!

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"You should return this fledgling to its nest, Shala," someone calls from the crowd, and the gathered circle of women around me cackle and laugh in mocking merriment as I feel my cheek burn with shame!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice!

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>>33112356
One more try. Let's see if we can impress them with invisibility by making everyone invisible.

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>>33112420

I breathe deeply and take myself far from the jeers of the witches, focusing all my anger and confusion to a finely-ground point -

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- and it is done.

"A subtle trick, but useful enough," my aggressor admits, "Although it will not be of use against Adan, or any such as we that can see beyond the world."

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"Tell me, girl," she asks, as the spell fades, gracefully enough to belie the exertion that I feel from maintaining the shadowy cloak 'round all these women, "do you even know who Adan is?"

It is only now that I fully realize I have no guide for how Shala knew to find me, knew that I could use magic like she, and that these witches may not even know that I was once apprentice to the very wizard they seek to overthrow! I have dwelt in his tower since I was a babe, cleaned his wares, tended his shreep - oh, my poor shreep! All those I have left behind to come to this fell place, how much of it do any of them know?

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33112927

Well, may as well be honest. I don't know if they will believe us, Shala may know our origins too though. Better to be laughed at than get caught in a lie.

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I know not where this will lead, but truth has a power of its own in places, and so I divulge all.

If Shala had known of this before, she keeps silent and reveals nothing, but the other witches erupt into argument at the news!

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"She lies!" shouts a hooded woman holding the bone of a dragon, while behind her a strange plantish thing with a cruel grin writhes and thrashes its vines in agitation!

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"Not so," a voice echoes, and all gathered fall silent and turn to look upon the blinded woman, her eyes long ago gouged out in some hideous act of violence.

"I see that she is truthful in this matter..."

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"... for I see plainly that she bears the mark of Adan upon her, and so she is one of the unnamed."

For a long moment I have no understanding of what the woman means, but then a thought creeps to mind that I know of no other name for myself, for if Adan ever knew it he uttered it not!

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"No doubt this is she was chosen, sister," a voice speaks from atop the rise, and I turn to see a stranger has come upon us silently to the center of the crowd, and with her a young man scarcely older than myself dressed in the garb of the Forestmen!

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"And where is your knight, sister? Is he hidden away to keep from scaring this child? She seems quite sturdy to me."

The woman looks upon me for a long moment and asks "Has my sister told you of the price that must now be paid?"

At this, the others begin to whisper among themselves before one breaks and shouts -

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"We cannot do this! The G-"

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"Silence, Nan!"

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"You are not in charge, Shala," hisses a woman whose stature matches that of the Short Men I encountered so long ago. At her side is a great hulking brute with a single baleful red eye that seems to swim with blood and flame!

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"Your imp will not protect you if you are dead, Jannir," Shala grins as she makes to pull the solitary glove from her hand.

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"If you would play your hand, be prepared to lose it," the short woman, Jannir, snarls as the imp bares its fangs.

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do, Apprentice!

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>>33113884
She's pretty powerful it seems like, so let's watch what happens and stay out of the way. If the imp is struck down we'll make a zombie of it!

(I'm getting really sick of these phone calls)

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"You would have my hand?" Shala asks as she tugs the glove away, and beneath it her hand is shriveled and dessicated, thin flesh like spiderweb over bone!

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"Take it!"

With that the air distorts and ripples out around her gruesome appendage, and a thin stream of sickly-looking nothingness eats away at the air, flowing toward the other woman -

>>33114490
Well shit.

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- and as it strikes, her flesh begins to pull taut, and her hands fly to her face to ward it off as the ruby staff tumbles from her grip, but still it continues, until it is nothing but screaming bone!

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The screaming, the endless terrible screaming fills my soul as the half-dead witch crawls forward blindly, shrieking somehow without tongue or throat!

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The imp roars and charges, swinging its great sword above its head, but clambers to a stop and cowers backward like a whipped dog when Shala reaches her dead hand at it!

Through the screaming I hear a shout -

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"Eleven, Shala! Eleven was our number, eleven was a number of power! You have slain Jannir, and now our number is ten, for would you have this girl replace her?"

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"Eleven is indeed a number of power, Cirrin Broken-Moon, but nine is even more so!"

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Shocked, I can only watch as a battle erupts between the witches, as pent-up rage flares and sides are quickly chosen and cast away!

Amid the flashes of fire and light, I catch sound of rustling in the bushes behind me -

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The she-crow!

"Come girl, quickly, while the witches are distracted!"

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33114851
Let's go with the crow. This scene's a bit too hot for us.

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>>33114936

" 'Twas easy to find you, though I cannot claim credit," says the she-crow as we flee into the brush -

>>33114851
I concur with the other anon, better not stay here with these narcissists.

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" - for this one led us right to you!"

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Suddenly, the firelight catches upon four bulging orbs, as Skednan materializes out of the darkness, drooling with venom!

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you or your friends do, Apprentice!

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>>33115167
Invisible-ize our party and flee! It would be wise not to attract the attention of the witches with a fight.

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>>33115167
Tame it for ourselves!

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>>33115167

>>33115334

YES

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>>33115494
I guess that roll settles it.

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>>33115294

"Hold still," I whisper, as the scuttlepede clambers above us and quivers to strike...

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... then stands confused as its prey vanishes!

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And just like that...

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... it is mine as well.

>>33115963

VICTORY

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"Never have I seen such a thing," the she-crow, Vill, exclaims as the scuttlepede races from the spoiled ground of the witches while Benjamin clings hard to its side and my shreep bounds excitedly alongside. Lately names are of concern to me, for heavy does the knowledge sit that I have no true name of my own.

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But as expertly as our escape was conducted, my heart sinks, for the Wastes are vast, and of my other friends, Vill knows not at all!

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33115963
(I took so many pictures of this shot trying to get it right. It took at least ten minutes because I wanted to make it as metal as possible)

>>33116251

It's a bit of a long-shot, but can our shreep lead us to our other companions? We could also ask the she-crow for clues on where they might be.

>>33116433

Rest assured, it is metal as fuck.

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>>33110665
>alien landscape
>ground that seems to repel, not attract
What plastic-molded demon manipulated you into using Mega Bloks, -again-??

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>>33116578

After an hour or more, we are finally free of the unwholesome ground, and I guide Skednan to a halt near a clean pool and climb from its carapace, bones aching from exertion, injuries, and the long ride.

"I fear that we have drawn near the place where the witch Juliana dwelt," Vill says, looking about. "She was-" the crow-woman begins to say, but I have heard well who Juliana was. The witch who did control the Great Southern Wastes. With her dead at the hands of Shala's coven, the land has fallen into total anarchy, and none now exist to stand against them.

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My shreep... my dear loyal shreep that has followed me through so much toil and heartache. I thought never to see her again, but here she is, and with her she has brought my pitchfork.

If only she could lead us to James and the others...

Roll a d12 and link to this post, please! To roll, put dice+1d12 in the email field.

>>33116930
(A friend of mine gave me those plates a couple years ago, and they've been sitting around in a grocery bag in one of my piece bins for just such an occasion. I figured "unwholesome, repulsive, alien... Mega Bloks!")

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>>33116969

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>>33116969
>>33117010
Well, at least it's justified.

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>>33117011
>>33117024
>>33117106
>3
>6
>9
Rolling for 12.

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>>33117011
>>33117024
>>33117106
>>33117143

But no, for all my wishing, she is but an animal, and no power I possess can change that.

"We should keep moving," Vill says, although to where I know not, for her home was the ancient tower of the Crow-People, and we will find no welcome among them. "There are strange things in this place."

Her warning should be heeded, but headstrong and frustrated, all I can hear are the soft croakings of frogs in the marsh.

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>>33117200
Invoke Seond Sight on Shreep and/or esorcelled pitchfork. Surely they have were near the rest of your party when you were captured, and perhaps you might be able to see what happened to them (in the POV of the object/animal you used).

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Distantly I hear myself agreeing with the crow-woman, but as I gaze up at the vast enormity of the night sky above me, never have I felt so alone...

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"Hello."

...What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33117365
Greet them! Worst case scenario we can peel out on the scuttlepede.

>>33117365
>>33117417
Secretly place our hand on the Zaldimarian knife while we greet them.

>>33117491

Yeah this, I think our party can kill them all if things go south.

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>>33117417
>>33117491
>>33117554

Apprehension fills me, for these creatures bear the standard of the ancient Empire of the Dragon, though their armor is in pitted condition, and the warning of Vill springs to mind, but then the lamed one speaks!

"We are the Frog-Men. The witch Juliana created us from the frogs of the Wastes..."

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"... but she is dead, and we are all gone save our four, and we are all of us men." He pauses, and sadness flashes across the faces of his companions when he speaks again. "Our race will end with us."

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33117662

Promise to TRY to restore their race, make the "try" part very clear, if they will assist us.

>>33117662
Ask them where they're going and what they plan to do.

>>33117662
Invite them into your party, ask if they have seen our friends, and promise them that, as a witch yourself, we'll find a way to bring them some frog wives.

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>>33117752
>>33117776

"You would do such a thing for us?"

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"We dwell in a ruin of the Dragon Empire, for ever do we live in fear of Juliana's killers. Her lodge was near here, although we have not been there since she was slain, for it is a cursed place..."

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"Your friends are likely already dead, for the Wastes is a cruel place, though if it is hospitality you seek, we will give you all we have, and if you wish us to accompany you, we shall do as well, for few are those of kindness in this province."

What will you do now, Apprentice?

>>33118160

We fear no curse of Juliana's, head towards her lodge.

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Rolling for LQ

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>>33118186

"There it is," the Frog-Man says shortly, as he gestures with his long poleaxe. "Juliana's lodge was upon that island. The water is shallow, and you may walk across it, but we dare go no further."

Skednan chitters and skitters about, clearly unwilling to set foot in the water no matter its depth.

"I will go with you," Vill says, unsheathing the sword you gave to her in the tower of the Crow-People.

"AS WILL I, YOUNG M-M-M-M-M-M-MISS," Benjamin exclaims.

Perhaps it is wise to have my new friends in tow, although a thought drifts that perhaps I should go alone.

What will you do, Apprentice?

>>33118558
>>33118571
Yes, it worked!

>>33118571
Ask for your allies to stay with the Frog-Men; perhaps we can get some exposition out of them later.

Take a shield from Benjamin and wield it along with your black sword. Oddly enough, Adan gave you wooden weapons to play with when you were young, and the experience has trained you well.

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>>33118653

"OF C-C-C-C-C-COURSE, YOUNG M-M-M-M-M-MISS," Benjamin says as something clicks and one of his shields comes free.

"You cannot go alone," Vill frets, but I know I must, for none but me are prepared to meet what may lie in wait on Juliana's island.

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And so I go, girded by ancient armament and newfound friendship, toward the island and whatever waits to meet me there.

>>33118944
..Are we walking on water?

>>33118980

Through it, it's shallow.

>>33118970

can't wait for the next installment!

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>>33118980
It's less than one plate deep.

Oh boy, I had a lot of fun today. I hope everybody else did too! Unfortunately this marks the last day of my scheduled vacation, so the next episode might not be until the weekend.

As always, check out the official Lego Quest wiki, with more or less up to date information on everything appearing in the game:

http://legoquest.wikia.com/wiki/Lego_Quest_Wiki

And if you follow me on Twitter, you will get a tweet whenever a new episode goes up: @EndmanOfFuturon

>>33119105
Thanks for running! You're the best, LQ.

>>33118970
Eagerly awaiting the next part.

You've gotten the hang of writing the Apprentice, there's this more arcane yet young voice speaking through the text that differentiates it from the pulpy Space adventures, the Wanderer's sharp wit, or Blockout's thriller vibe. And then you've also made it work with your usual GM style by providing short-term goals each session, which I remember you had a hard time with in the beginning. I like where we're going with this.

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>>33119145
Aw, jeez, thanks anon. You're pretty great too!

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>>33119105
Don't forget to check out the Lego Quest archive on suptg for all of the previous games and episodes!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Lego%20Quest

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>>33119163
Wow, that's some great praise! Thank you!

>>33119203
Yeah, and if you want to talk about the game or anything else Lego-related, I usually lurk in the Lego General thread on /toy/.

And before I forget, this was linked on /toy/ earlier, but if you haven't seen it, it's pretty funny.

Speaking of Mega Bloks being evil.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vv3srTr9ZhQ

This quest was great and taming that one show was as metal as Lego can get. Great quest!

What camera does the OP use?

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>>33123276
>What camera does the OP use?
A crappy old Canon PowerShot that I got when Circuit City went out of business.

Then last month when I dropped it for the one too many-th time, I found a replacement on eBay that came with a battery, so now I have two batteries and don't have to put up with the inconvenience of having to end a game early because the camera's dead.

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