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Welcome, fresh Barbenauts, to the Lith. You will find your cantaloupe-shaped adventuring hats underneath your seats; please put them on now and then open your exercize books to page seventeen, where you will find the traditional Hymn of Haus. It is recommended that you memorize the hymn before we get too far out into kraken-infested waters. The hum you hear, just behind your ear, is the Barbehive: greeting you, opening its combs to you, preparing to slicken you with its royal jellies. |
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