Elder Kulfi
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Elder Kulfi’s white paws creaked against the stones of Mount Cheddar Valley, his cane tapping a steady rhythm. That place felt much different from the Land of Spices, and it was good. “Forgive the intrusion, old friend,” he murmured before bringing out a piece of white cloth. It seemed to be aged.
"We may have not fulfilled the Herald of Change's wishes, but we've finally escaped..."