
Well now... word 'round the prairie is youâve come into possession of a mighty peculiar inheritance. A weathered letter(pop-up), a rusted necklace, and a torn-up diary from your kin, a long-lost uncle known for driftinâ across desert dust in search oâ legends and lost fortunes.
Turns out he was hot on the trail of Eleanor, the Saloon Rose, and her husband, an outlaw of infamy and bearer of dark secrets. But before he could finish the job, he vanished like smoke in the wind.
Now the torch is passed to you. The diary's full of scribbles, codes, and half-whispered riddles pointinâ toward the Dustveil Saloon. A place shrouded in mystery, hidden by magic, and waitinâ to be found by someone with enough grit to dig deeper than any soul before.
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Poost von Jappel. Wanted for mischief, mystery, and makinâ puzzles too clever for his own good. Last seen near the Dustveil Saloon, leavinâ behind riddles and trouble. Approach with caution. Or a pen and paper...
Word on the trail says some curious fool pokinâ around Dry Cactus Ridge uncovered a hidden source, shiny, buzzinâ, and suspiciously not snake-related. Soon as they touched it, poof! Next thing they knew, they were listeninâ to spooky humminâ music foolin' the listener!