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A gentle breeze rippled through the deep orange leaves of a vast oak tree as it blew through the forested area. Nearby, a wooden arched bridge with intricately carved rails stood over top a serene stream flowing through the shrubbery. Overhead, the sun beat down upon the scene, giving the place a pleasant, airy atmosphere. Beside the oak tree lay a building constructed with what appeared to be elven architecture. Such a place appeared to be very warm and welcoming, however it had no distinct aura. "This is the place," said Bloom, as she approached the area with three other girls. "The Black Lagoon Cafe." They stepped across the bridge, admir