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       Slowly making your way up a steep, grassy hill, a large basket propped against your hip, you saw what looked like someone standing in the distance. The person was so still, you thought for a moment that it might simply be a statue. “Is someone up here? That's weird. No one ever comes this way.” Squinting your eyes against the morning sun as you continued your ascent, you were finally able to make out more than just a silhouette. One look at the person's armor was all it took for you to know exactly who it was. “Oh hey, it's you. What are you doing way up here?” Though he had heard you approaching for quite some