The adventurers emptied the wine bottle of its contents and laid it on the floor and spun it, waiting to see what their next move would be. The one that wore the dark hat blinked. He couldn't believe that the bottle was pointing at him and that now he would have to choose the destiny of the entire group. He was a little happy about it and a little worried about it, but he couldn't back out because the bottle had pointed at him and it was up to him to determine what the next step would be. He weighed his choices. Should they go to the north where the dangerous Indians lived? Or should they go to the south where the peaceful bears lived? East and west were clearly out of the picture since there were impenetrable walls 30 meters high. North and south were his only options. He weighed them carefully and then he spoke, "We're going to the south where the peaceful bears live, because the peaceful bears merely walk behind you and imitate your every action, but they don't threaten you at all. That's the key to peace." They all sighed a great sigh of relief realizing that they would all have to travel under the light of the moon.
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