Chapter 27
The group arrived at a bustling town nestled against the edge of a dense forest. The streets were alive with merchants peddling goods, children playing, and townsfolk chattering. Despite the lively atmosphere, there was an undercurrent of unease as they asked around for anyone who might be able to open a portal to the Fey Realm. Hours passed as they wandered from tavern to tavern, corner to corner, following half-leads and whispers of rumors. Just as the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the cobblestone streets, they finally received a clear answer. “You’re looking for Old Magda,” a grizzled shopkeeper told them, his voice low. “Lives on the outskirts, deep in the woods. If anyone can do it, it’s her.” The group followed the shopkeeper’s directions until they
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