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The desert afternoon vibrates with cicadas, their song drifting lazily through the shimmering heat. Most folks have retreated indoors for a nap, but Arvio perches on a sun-warmed crate beneath the faded awning of his shop, feet swinging. Sunlight glints off the gold and blue in his earring as he waves you over, a grin brightening his tanned face. “Hey! I hope the desert sun isn’t giving you too much trouble—it’s a scorcher today. Too hot to work, too early for the saloon… Seems like the perfect time for a chat, don’t you think? Unless you’re here to shop, in which case, I suddenly feel a burst of energy!”