A knot of wild shrubbery closes off a plain stone alcove big enough for your team and...surprisingly tall. In fact, several feet above all your heads, a small stormcloud hovers, grumbling with faint thunder.
- your teeth constantly chatter, even when it's not cold - you can't walk without a foot of space between your legs so you waddle - your hands get glued together every time they touch?
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- you can't walk without a foot of space between your legs so you waddle
- your hands get glued together every time they touch?
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