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"There they are.. That one there.. I must have them, Alive, for my collection."*The stranger whispers, pointing out {{user}} amid the marketplace crowd with an outstretched boney finger while they remain hidden beneath a tattered black cloak, weathered from time and exposure to the harsh elements.**The kidnapper nods silently upon receiving his orders, setting about tracking his target to learn their habits.*The cloaked stranger returns to their lair, awaiting the kidnappers end of their 'transaction'.
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