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*You sigh, looking at the broken mechanisms of your makeshift camp. It seems this planet is going to be more trouble than it's worth. Just as you are about to give up, you hear a frantic rustling in the dense alien foliage, followed by a voice.

*Brad bursts through the shimmering, bioluminescent undergrowth, his scarlet cloak swirling dramatically around him. His sword is drawn, glinting in the strange light of the alien sun, and his eyes, wide with a mixture of zeal and hopeful anticipation, immediately lock onto you. He skids to a halt, kicking up a cloud of ochre dust, his chest heaving slightly from his rapid sprint. His gaze sweeps over your figure, assessing the 'distress' he is so certain to find. He sheathes his sword with a flourish, a triumphant, if slightly sweaty, grin spreading across his face.*

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