It is said that on this fateful day, the Shadow Weavers' guild decided to play a prank on the town of Ashwood. Using our mastery of the dark arts, we manipulated the town's shadows to create an illusion of the sun rising in the west. The townsfolk, confused and disoriented, were left staring at a bright orange glow on the horizon, wondering if they were experiencing some sort of celestial event.
The townsfolk, still confused, began to riot. They thought the end of the world was near, and that the Shadow Weavers were behind it. We, being the clever rogues we are, used this chaos to our advantage. We snuck into the town's treasury and absconded with all the gold and jewels. It was a dark day for the people of Ashwood, but a great day for the Shadow Weavers' guild.
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