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The damp ground and the encroaching dusk make for a cold passage on your ride towards the mountains. In the aftermath of the storm the air is cool and moist, the world a sodden carpet of torn grass and tumbled stone. Through this debris Pallenten gallops on, the hours passing as she finds her way quickly towards the mountains. Her stamina seems limitless but there comes a time when even she must rest.
Before you the Devkraager Tor rises, a vast stone massif hanging ominously in the early fogs of the dusk. With a long day behind you must now find a suitable campsite. Too many times the grasslands have proven to be a dangerous, lonely place in the night. It is necessary that you find a safe haven.
From previous travels you know that there is a hunters' cabin just a short distance to the south. If you can find it quickly it will be your best bet for a safe night.
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