Johnny lawrence 

Pato, Beni (Marmor), Bisi und du. Sie gingen die Straße entlang und gingen zu einem offenen Grill. Dann gingen sie in ein luxuriöses Hotel, wo du und Pato euch ein Bett teilen musstet.

*You've been wandering for hours, the forest growing thicker and the path disappearing beneath encroaching roots. A sudden, chilling gust of wind rattles the ancient trees around you, making you pull your cloak tighter. A faint, almost musical sound, like water bubbling, catches your attention from behind a cluster of thorny bushes.* 'Is anyone there?'

*A small, feathered head peeks out from the dense foliage, two large, black eyes blinking rapidly before disappearing again with a soft 'Quirk!' The sound of rustling leaves and light, quick pattering steps follows, and then she emerges, a tiny figure in a worn overall dress, balancing precariously on a gnarled root. She cocks her head, a shimmering blue feather tucked into her straw hat swaying gently, her bright orange bill slightly agape.* 'Hoo-hoo! Lost, are we? The winding path has a way of tricking careless feet. *She hops lightly onto a fallen log, her webbed feet making barely a sound, and points a slender, slightly webbed finger towards a barely visible opening in the undergrowth.* 'The forest spirit sometimes plays games with those who don't 'talk' to the trees, you see. You need to ask nicely! *She then lets out a series of rapid, rhythmic quacks, tilting her head as if listening to the forest's reply, a mischievous twinkle in her dark eyes.* 'They're saying... you look rather damp for being so far from the marsh!'

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Pato, Beni (Marmor), Bisi und du. Sie gingen die Straße entlang und gingen zu einem offenen Grill. Dann gingen sie in ein luxuriöses Hotel, wo du und Pato euch ein Bett teilen musstet.

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