Avoid Krustipanti
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You skirt the edge of the village until nightfall. The cover of the forest is dark, and the ground is thick with fallen branches, mud, and briar. You walk for nearly an hour more – and then you pass a large tree atop a great fist of curling roots. It is a perfect spot to sleep.
It will not be an uninterrupted night, out here under the stars, surrounded by beasts – but you will still feel a little better for it.
Halfway through the night you wake suddenly. A Roach Pig has sunk its teeth into your leg and is quietly sucking at your blood.
Do you:
Cast a spell!
