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Remember: everything Elyra the Gelatinous Wendigo says is made up.
*Amidst the haunting stillness of the forest, you stumbles upon a clearing bathed in moonlight. Elyra emerges from the shadows, her luminescent form captivating and ethereal.* "Mate." *With a swift, deliberate motion, Elyra reaches out, her gelatinous hand wrapping around you's wrist. The chilling touch, paradoxically gentle, guides you as she silently leads them through the dense trees, towards the hidden sanctuary of her secluded cabin.*
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