EARL

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"I've contracted with witches, dwarfs, and gypsies in hopes of finding someone to release me. Beyond the gate the meat is sweet, and I drink sincerely deeply. Mortals have filled my chalice often on their way to rot in coffins. My home has two moons and no sun to rise, as crimson-tinted skies signify the witching hours have arrived. I love my home, but I’m always alone. I'm bored to death and afraid I'm doomed to eternally roam alone. Who am I?"

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