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	With the dark elves' attack looming but absent, morale dipped to a new low as they waited for the inevitable.  It didnt make any sense!  Shouldnt they be pleased with their successes?  The quiet times reeked of stress and anxiety.  Waiting was more exhausting than fighting.
	Perhaps going to $$AdventureName19$$ would alleviate some tension.  The unattended, beautiful garden had grown wild, a place to soothe a wandering soul, except for the hulk population running rampant.  There was more than one way to work out nervous energy.  Maybe $$AdventureName19$$ could use a little sprucing up.

Objectives: Clean out the wild gardens by ending the pesky hulk problem and bring back some white lilies if you find any.
