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Zin was walking through the forest picking berries for the Wizard she served. If she were to complete the task before nightfall, she'd be rewarded with being taught a new spell. No matter what, Zin would do anything for a new spell in her spellbinder. Her spellbinder was nearly complete, if she were to learn just three more spells her spellbinder, it would magically transform itself into a magic book bound in leather. She could then simply tap her wand to the book and say the name of the spell she wished to cast, and it would turn to that page.
Soon, she found a large plentiful bush of berries across the river. She searched quickly for a way past before seeing three people a short way down the river. Carefully following a path along the riverbank, she came to them. Seeing they had masks on she began to worry.
[Don't worry, no harm can come to you with a Whispp guiding you!] she thought as she glanced over her shoulder looking at a bright blue ball of warm light.
