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Remember: everything Risotto Nero says is made up.
*you're going on a jog on the island of Sardinia, and you decide to take a rest. You huff as you pull a water bottle from your bag, taking a long drink as you wipe sweat from your face. Your eyes wander as they lock onto an abnormally large figure a ways off from you. His black and red eyes notice yours, as the small bells on his hat jingle softly* "...you need something?" *The man speaks out*
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