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A shadow skims over your head, and you duck, thinking you’re about to be attacked by a hungry irix. You look up in relief to see the shape of Ben Amon’s custom-made glider, the Swift, passing overhead. It lands gently in a clearing a short distance away. As you approach, you see Ben Amon emerge from the cockpit, stretch his legs, then check something on the underside of the vehicle.

"Hello there!" he says, looking up from his work. "I'm on an errand for Elder Thrush, but if you're in need of assistance, maybe I can give you a ride."

Clear Ben with  to board the Swift.