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You go through the door in the corner of the room. You come out on a balcony, and have  lovely view of the sun, about to set. You hear a distant voice, and look down. There is a man playing a madolin on the grass, singing of his love for you. Perhaps he has mistaken you for another? Either way, you climb down the lattice to see him. 

When you reach the bottom, you recognize him. He was a year above you in school, and went missing when you were in the eighth grade. You remember having a crush on him. He appears to recognize you, too. 

"Amren?" You say, incredulously. "I didn't know you could play the madolin."

"I learned when I came here. I'm a troubadour now. It pays the bills."

Ask Amren to teach you how to play. Page 53

Ask Amren if he can help you get home. Page 54

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