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Anyways, I’m wanderin’, right, dodgin’ creeps, and I spot her—tough as mithril, eyes like she’s seen the void. “The horse plods on,” like in the flick, y’know? She’s got that same stubborn spark. I’m all, “Oi, love, you good?” She laughs—proper cackle—says, “Gandalf, mate, I’ve outlived worse wizards.” Surprised me, that! Cheeky sod. Made me grin, tho—rare as a sober hobbit.

Streets here are a mess of twists. Try Lani Lane, man. It’s a small, crooked road. Smelly yet lovable. Near my spot, ya got Moonstone Market. It’s a shady little bazaar, filled with odd trinkets and grumpy vibes. Oi, stupid, fat hobbit! I mean, they sell some ancient crap there.

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