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At the top of the hill, you enter a luxurious palace-like structure. Within, you feel the air cool from the stinging outside air. Thin drapes cover the hallways and chambers. You take an exploratory touch, feeling the smoothness. Cool to the touch, and very soft. It's not fish leather, nor is it hair... could this be the skin of squids? Such a luxury.
The matron appears. She is an older woman, though exactly how much older is hard to say, and is a Lady Death. You bow your head respectfully, and ask what this is about. She redirects the question.
<span class="mu-g">"The other women on this island deal with pearls. I deal with stories. Tell me how you lost your leg."</span>
>Embellish the tale
>Downplay the event
>Tell her the truth
