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... e Imperial Capital of Ignaz so riled up was sitting quietly on a log canoe, brooding over his next move.

The canoe was moored to a gigantic tree just at the outskirts of Demantoid Wilderness.

The dawn has just broken, but the sun was by no means visible amidst the thicks foilage. A very comforting silence hung over the Demantoid Wilderness, stirred by the occassional birdcall. The scent of wildflowers floated in the air, sweet and slightly musky, but by no means nauseating.

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