100 Word Piece of Sci-fi Minutia
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A 99 word poem of a small town, and the demon who guards its chapel when the mists rise.
As a new member of a magical organization you get 1-3 magical scrolls to do with them whatever you want. They are unmarked and contain spells you dont know and will only find out at the moment of reading=casting.