"A shaman? Excellent choice!" Exclaims Yirlosh. "You'll head down the tunnel to our left here, where arven will begin your training." Being no stranger to dark magic and death spells, you are unimpressed by the feel of the tunnels- until you feel a presence that is- quite literally- petrifying! You hear a raspy voice behind you- "Close your eyes, child. I wish to view the newest strength of my home guild." Moments later, you feel the presence dissipate. You slowly open your eys and continue through. As you reach the exit of the tunnel, you question the guard as to what that presence was. "As a soon-to-be shaman, I imagine you'll become very accustomed to her- that was Vraska, the strongest of our guild!" Do you-
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