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9.1

For the last hour, the ground under your feet has been growing soggier. The rich scent of loam and decay fills your nose. Finally, you walk under a corridor of arching boughs draped with hanging moss and find yourself standing on a narrow spit of dry land leading into a morass of black water, vines, and cypress trees. You’ve found a path that leads to the Marsh of Rebirth.