Amidst the jingling of bells, small portals open up over the Basin of Life, out of which float down
chubby little gnomes in red suits.

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Diseased trunks.
The bright sun shines down, blanketing you with its life-giving warmth. The forest consists of older
oaks and chestnuts, grey-trunked beasts that stretch their limbs up some fifty feet before forming
the canopy overhead. Long roots cluster together like tentacles above the grasses, clustered knots
of wood that arch upwards before plunging back into the soil. The trees themselves are covered in
knotted masses, fungating tumours that point to their ill-health. Casting darkness all around, a
shadow totem thrusts up from the ground, chilling the air. A rowan sapling clings tenaciously to the
ground here. A chubby little gnome in a red suit stands here, tapping his nose with a finger. The
hulking form of a carrion beetle stands here. A giant wasp hovers here, buzzing menacingly.
You see exits leading northeast, south, southwest, and northwest.

Explaining your abject poverty, you humbly request a little help from a chubby gnome in a red suit.
A chubby gnome in a red suit sighs dramatically and searches his pockets, looking for something to
give you.
He gives a twinkling white present to you.
A chubby gnome in a red suit waves goodbye and vanishes in a puff of smoke.
7530h, 4993m, 5021e, 10p, 26343en, 18365w sSilrxkb-(+9 Ego) clt one in glom
You detect nothing here by that name.
7530h, 4993m, 5021e, 10p, 26363en, 18379w sSilrxkb-
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(Peasantface): You say, "One in glom."
7530h, 4993m, 5096e, 10p, 26363en, 18379w esSilrxkb-(+75 Ego)
(Peasantface): Ragniliff says, "Oh, lucky you."
7530h, 4993m, 5096e, 10p, 26383en, 18407w esSilrxkb-open present
Ooer, a gift! You must UNWRAP this present!
7530h, 4993m, 5096e, 10p, 26383en, 18407w esSilrxkb-unwrap present
You quickly unwrap a twinkling white present, which sprays glittering silver dust and cheerful
confetti into the air, and excitedly pull a pair of faerie wings from within.