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[FOG]
Condensation drapes across the landscape. Torches dim amidst the heavy fog. The robed figures move in slow, concentric circles, picking aimlessly at the barren rubble.
[Disorganized movement + bonus to all upcoming evasion rolls.]
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[6/8]
The hunter spies a gap in the stones. His gloved hands sweep at the seams of a tiny alcove before he pries it open with a broadhead's razored edge.
He finds two tightly-wound prayer scrolls, each only as wide as his palm. A pendent unfurls from a chain of modest copper, bearing a glass ampule that swirls with vigorous condensation.
[+1 HARVEST PENDENT]
[+2 OBSCURE PRAYER SCROLL]
