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You struggle against the winds.
You soar northeast.
Plains
            A vast expanse of grassland spreads out as far as the eye can
    yyy    see.  Lavish waves of light-green grass, about thigh high on a
    r*p    human, sway to and fro at the wind's command, scratching together
    prp    in a soothing sort of whisper.  Inflorescences of flora offer
           bursts of color to a sea otherwise dominated by green.  Insects
sprinkle the air as they jump from flower to flower in a tireless effort. 
Small paths cut through the long grasses, evidence of habitual animal use. 
 It's raining very hard, cold, and very, very windy.  
Obvious exits: n e s w nw ne sw se
A spirit steed walks in from southwest.
Sarai walks in from southwest.
[HP:100%] [ME: 96%] [PE: 93%]
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mou steed
They are too busy fighting!
Anyone want to try and tackle this one? I have a log.