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Falcon’s Shop
A small falcon abruptly landed on the soft soil beside you, making you jump. It flashed its shiny red feathers and said, “Welcome to my Shop, newcomer! Feel free to take a look! Just so you know, I am willing to barter, so feel free to ask about prices and such.” It led you to a small pile of exotic items, all meticulously lined up. “Take your pick!” It chirped.
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