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It's a beautiful day, and all I want is to hear the story of how my people came to be!


Root-mother won't give the story up for free, though; she's going to send me through bog and taiga, from the old well to the mouth of the desert, all to fetch ingredients for my tonic-brewing lessons.


All I wanted was a story! Being apprentice root-mother is hard!


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4>>I can't put anything more in my pack: I've got no pockets left.\n\n[[(back)|previous()]] >It's no good for making flour, but lackwheat stalks brew into a powerfully sedative tea.\n\nShall I take some? I have > pockets left in my pack.\n\n[[(take it)|previous()][$pack += 1; $lackwheat += 1]]\n[[(leave it)|previous()]] > Once upon a time, we were a far simpler people than we are today.

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