Gem walks down the path, deer hooves clicking on the cobblestone. Potions clank from her belt, and her staff is held in her right hand, the purple crystal in it glowing. Her large hat looks a bit comical on her head, and as a breeze blows by her, she brings her free hand up to pull her purple cloak further around herself.

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