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You struggle against the winds.
You soar northeast.
Plains
A vast expanse of grassland spreads out as far as the eye can
yyy see. Lavish waves of light-green grass, about thigh high on a
r*p human, sway to and fro at the wind's command, scratching together
prp in a soothing sort of whisper. Inflorescences of flora offer
bursts of color to a sea otherwise dominated by green. Insects
sprinkle the air as they jump from flower to flower in a tireless effort.
Small paths cut through the long grasses, evidence of habitual animal use.
It's raining very hard, cold, and very, very windy.
Obvious exits: n e s w nw ne sw se
A spirit steed walks in from southwest.
Sarai walks in from southwest.
[HP:100%] [ME: 96%] [PE: 93%]
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mou steed
They are too busy fighting!
Anyone want to try and tackle this one? I have a log.