Knight's Quest 
You come to a sign that reads: 
 
WELCOME TO VOLCANOFEST
SPONSORED BY THE VOLCANOVILLE CHAMBER OF HORRORS AND BLACK ARTS COMMISSION

Up ahead is a crowd at the base of the volcano.  A man in jeweled robes is standing at the top of the volcano and two burly fellows are holding a struggling young woman between them. 

"If anyone objects to this union, please speak now or forever hold your peace," the guy in the robes says. 

"Well, I -- " you say, but then you trip over an eighteen foot diameter steel pipe. 

The man in the robes turns to the volcano and woman and says, "I now pronounce you volcano god and wife."  He turns to the volcano and says, "You may now crisp the bride." 

"Stop!" you yell. 

The whole crowd turns toward you.  You shove past and reach the pinnacle of the volcano.  The guards stride forward to block you.  You draw your sword. 

"You have no right to interfere with the practice of our religion!" the man in the robes says. 

"Well, my religion is to interfere with your religion," you reply.  "So if you stop me, you'll be interfering with my religion." 

"Hmmm," the man in the robes says as he strokes his chin. "But it's our religion to stop your religion from interfering with our religion, so we -- hey!" 

You grabbed the young lady while he was talking.  Now you're pulling her down the side of the volcano, with the guy in the robe, the guards, and an angry mob of disappointed virgin-sacrifice fans in pursuit. 

"Where are we going?" she asks. 

"I'm not sure," you say.  "I'm new around here." 

"Well, I've only been here a little over three weeks myself," she says.  "But I believe that all the other places on the plateau are farther away from the volcano." 

You nod.  "Farther away is good." 

The volcano suddenly explodes, spewing down waves of lava.  The lava overtakes the angry mob and -- don't look -- oooh -- aughhhh -- ouch! -- gotta hurt -- well, you don't have to worry about them following you anymore.  Now you just have to worry about the lava.  And the ash.  And the molten hot boulders flaming from the -- 

The ex-sacrificial virgin kicks you.  "Stop reading that paragraph and let's get out of here!" 

You head west, toward the village. 

You head north, toward the lake. 

You head northeast, toward green rolling hills. 
 

 
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