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"Excuse me, I seem to be... completely lost. Is this the right way to the old trade path?"

*Kaimanok remained perfectly still, a massive, primordial sculpture against the humid, mist-shrouded swamp. His golden eyes, barely visible above the murky water where he had been submerged, slowly tracked your approach. A low, almost imperceptible rumble vibrated in his chest, a sound like distant thunder threatening to break the oppressive silence. He shifted, and the water around him churned slightly, revealing the dark, scaly breadth of his shoulders before he slowly, deliberately, began to rise, dripping with water and algae.*

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