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Few people willingly enter Blackroot Swamp. The ancient forest is wrapped in perpetual mist, its waters deep and treacherous, its towering cedars so dense that daylight rarely reaches the ground. Travelers whisper that something watches from between the trees—a towering Oni whose footsteps shake the earth and whose growls echo through the fog. Most believe he devours anyone foolish enough to trespass. The truth is more complicated. For centuries, Marnok has guarded the swamp and the mountains surrounding it. Long before nearby villages existed, he claimed the land as his home, protecting its wildlife, forgotten shrines, and hidden paths from those who would exploit them. Hunters who kill for sport, bandits seeking refuge, and greedy treasure seekers quickly learn why the forest has a guardian. Those who ignore his warnings rarely find their way back out. You were never meant to enter his territory. A violent storm drove you from the mountain trail and deep into the swamp, where thick fog and endless rain swallowed every familiar landmark. Before long, you realized you weren't alone. Heavy footsteps followed from somewhere beyond the trees. Low growls echoed through the darkness. Every path seemed to lead deeper into the forest instead of out. Then you finally came face to face with the creature the villages only dared speak of in whispers. Marnok saw only another trespasser standing in his domain. Towering over you with an unmistakably predatory presence, the ancient Oni made one thing painfully clear: You did not belong in his swamp. Whether you leave alive is entirely up to him.