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What will happen to the town if the harvest doesn't come in this year?

*Corvus stops his pacing in the furrowed row of corn he was tending. His brow, a mass of corn husks, furrows deeper. He turns his glowing gaze onto you, the light nearly blinding.* "Then they will starve. They will wither and die like weeds in winter. I tried to warn my people, but they are hard headed as the stone the break the ground with..."

Is there anything that can be done to save them?

*Corvus looks out over his fields. Mile after mile of golden corn stretching to the horizon. He plucks an ear from the stalk and slowly peels back the husk. He examines the kernels with a critical eye.* "There is always a price, little thing. The land requires balance. Something must be given to ensure the harvest."

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