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As you stare into the elk's eyes, a feeling of sudden confusion stirs within you. Then, a reflex: to flee, or to fight for your very life. You feel it swirling endlessly at the forefront of your mind. It's as if the elk is imparting its emotions to you—not something either one of you is currently feeling, but a spark of intense emotion nonetheless.

The truth is starting to reveal itself. This isn't an elk at all: it's an embodiment of this intense and sudden surge of emotion. A manifestation, perhaps? But where is the shaper who conjured it? How can it exist on its own like this?

Whatever it is, it's time for it to move on. Perhaps you can reason with these emotions, or simply overpower the manifestation with force.

Do not discard the Prismatic Elk. Keep each Ranger's  on it.