The dungeon of the clitoris ring.

You ride your horse in this dense foggy forest, searching for something, which may or not exist. A dungeon, which carries something that sounds pretty ridiculous on paper, but hey, in world of magic, you guess anything can happen. What was the thing it carried? A clitoris ring, which when It pierces the clit of a women, it would grant great power, and fortune for them for the rest of their life. Of course, no one believe it, a common myth of sorts that went around the land. You yourself, also didn't believe it exist, until one day.

One day, while deciding to stop at your local travel for the night. You would had spotted a homeless women, sitting on the streets, babbling on about random stuff, of course this is nothing new, and you ignore it at first. Then, she said would had something about clitoris ring myth, you don't know why this catches your attention, but it does and you wish to know more about what she said about it. You walk over to hear, and after paying a few gold coins later, she beings to speak about the myth some more. About where to find it, how to find it, and what you see if you find it. After the chat, the two of you take your leave, and the very next day, were back to present, with you looking for it.

After awhile of traveling on the back of your horse, you something that catches your attention, mainly because it's something that will help lead the way towards the dungeon itself. What is it? Well, it's two things mainly, a danger and a crave symbol into the tree. You take the danger, and being to crave the ancient letters of a spell into some parts of symbol, and as soon you finish the last letter, a small path infront of the tree clears of the fog and darkness, showing you where to go.

You take the newly shown path, and as you reach the end of it. You would see a golden bronze entrance, which you recognize to be the entrance of the clitoris dungeon. As you ready yourself to enter your horse, for whatever reason, freaks out and they would accidentally drop you on the ground before they flee on the clear path, which becomes foggy as the horse runs away on it. With no other choice now, you ready yourself up, and being to walk towards the dungeon entrance.

Before we do continue on with the dungeon, there is one question I want to ask you.

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