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“What’s this, then?” The voice seems to come out of nowhere, then you look up to see someone standing on a rock overlooking the water. “Those smell like Hy Pimpot’s famous juniper biscuits!”

You barely have time to notice that the person has a fishing rod before it flicks, out and the hook catches on the handle of the basket. With a practiced flick of the wrist, the basket now sits in front of the angler, who eyes the biscuits greedily.

“May I? I haven’t had a bite all day!”

Clear Ar Tel with to ask about not getting any bites fishing.