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RUNNING FROM THE SCOTSMAN
That McLander bloke sure is scary. You don't know what's scarier, his sword or his matching designer heels and handbag. Either way you know what you need to do... run!
You take off running and hear a bloodcurdling scream from behind you. You turn round and see you are being chased not by one, but by a dozen burly Scotsmen in women's clothing. Some have woad-blue skin. It colour co-ordinates with the blue in their tartans.
Fortunately their high heels slow them down and you're able to outrun them. A Scottish leprechaun smiles up at you as you round a craggy hillside: "Gae that way" he says pointing up to the mountains. You're not so sure, they look cold and foreboding.
Much more appealing, a vast desert spreads out to the distant west- smelling vaguely of cinnamon. A small cave in the hills to the east looks like a potential place to take a rest and hide from the snowfall and the Scotsmen. To the south you see a port.
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