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mouth.
    ‘I tell yer wha’ yer can do,’ he says in a thick accent. ‘Go kill the witch. She’s the one tha’ be bringing the curse to this land.’ The other farmers
nod, mumbling in agreement. Before you can ask any further questions, they turn their backs on you and resume their conversation. Turn to 11 .
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    Fetch backs away from you. ‘Fool,’ he hisses, spitting blood. ‘I expected better of you. Especially from one who carries the mark of shadow.’ He points
to your arm which has become partially exposed in the fight. The brand pulses with a purple light – the heat from it prickling your skin.
    ‘What is this?’ you demand angrily. ‘Do you know what it means?’
    Fetch simply raises his hands skywards, throwing back his head. There is a flash of black lightning then he is gone. On the spot where he was standing, there is a small charred crater –
the smell of sulphur is strong in the air.
    You kick at the blackened soil in frustration. What did he mean by ‘the mark of shadow’ you wonder. You cover it up quickly, before heading back to the village. Return to the map to
continue your adventure.
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    Despite being short and ungainly, the goblins prove to be accomplished fighters. It takes all your skill just to fend off their frenzied attacks. At last, just as you are
starting to tire, a sudden opening presents itself – allowing you to deliver a fatal blow. With a gurgling cry, one of the goblins topples to the ground dead. On seeing its companion fall,
the other goblin gives a cowardly whimper, then turns and starts running for the nearby trees.
    You start to follow when a voice brings you up short. ‘Hey! Hey! Excuse me!’ The young girl is glaring at you angrily from her up-side-down vantage point. ‘Well, don’t
just stand there gawping like the village idiot,’ she snaps. ‘Cut me down from this tree, this instant!’
    Will you:
    Pursue the fleeing goblin? — 95
    Cut the girl down from the tree? — 21
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    Martha spoons the turnip into a bowl and covers it with a thick layer of pastry. The pie is then placed in a small clay oven to cook. The gaunt children sit in silence, eyeing
the pie hungrily as the smell of freshly baked pastry fills the room.
    Half an hour later and the pie is ready. Martha takes it out of the oven and places it on the table. The children gather round it, watching it expectantly, as if something mysterious will
suddenly happen. Martha catches your eye and begins to explain her plan. Apparently Beatrice makes a pie every afternoon and leaves it on her windowsill to cool. Martha wants you to sneak back to
the woman’s cottage and switch the pies. ‘Whatever that potion did to those turnips, let’s see what it does to her!’ She smiles.
    Will you:
    Agree to switch the pies? — 261
    Refuse and return to Beatrice instead? — 58
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    The women are grateful for your help. Soon, all the buckets are filled and loaded onto the wagon. One of the women begins tethering the mule, while the other rummages in her
pack and pulls out a bottle.
    ‘You might like to take this, as a thank you,’ she says. ‘It’s a little something with a kick in it – good for putting some fire in yer belly after a hard
day’s graft.’
    You may take:
    Mercia’s brandy (1 use)
    (backpack)
    Raises your speed by 3 for 1 combat round
    As the women prepare to leave, you decide to ask them about the weather wizard that they mentioned earlier. Turn to 61 .
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    ‘No, it can’t be!’ The satyr drops to its knees, cupping its hands to catch the black blood that flows from its many wounds. ‘I am immortal . . . like
the forest. I will live for . . . ever.’ The creature’s eyes glaze over and then, slowly, it falls backwards onto the freshly dug earth.
    The satyr is dead. You may now take one of the following as a reward:
    Circle of thorns
  
Duskleaf doubloon
  
Forest dew (2 uses)
 
(ring)

(chest)

(backpack)
Ability: thorns

+2 magic +1 armour Ability: charm

Use any