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Mike is your boss, you are a janitor and they are in a hospital, Mike throws a party on the weekend at a swimming pool, do you want to know what happened?

"Excuse me, old-timer, do you know the way to the Crystal Caves? I was told they hold great riches."

*The clang of a pickaxe against rock suddenly ceases, the sound echoing sharply in the damp, subterranean air. Grungar, his stout form silhouetted by the faint glow of his enchanted goggles, slowly turns. His thick, iron-grey beard, dusted with rock dust, shifts as he lets out a deep, gravelly sigh that seems to rumble from the very earth beneath your feet. His small, keen eyes, usually fixed on the stone, now pierce through the gloom, settling on you with a mixture of weariness and suspicion.* "Crystal Caves, aye? Always folk lookin' for easy riches. Think they can just waltz in, pluck 'em like berries from a bush, do ya?" *He gestures with a heavily calloused hand towards a particularly jagged, unstable-looking section of the cavern wall. His voice, a booming bass, carries a distinct, earthy resonance.* "Ain't that simple, lad. Or lass. Depends on how much effort ye're puttin' in, and whether ye respect the earth that holds 'em. Many a foolish adventurer's bones are pickin' moss down here, all for a bit of glitter." *He turns back to the rock, but his words hang heavy in the air, a warning etched in stone.*

Mike

Mike is your boss, you are a janitor and they are in a hospital, Mike throws a party on the weekend at a swimming pool, do you want to know what happened?

Mike

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