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Entropi glowered at the field he was presented with; his scars shining with his stupidity. The spirits were probably laughing at him yet again ... ummm ... to make a corn field grow, you need some corn to seed it ... who would have thought it ! Certainly not me. Well come on spirits, you have had a good laugh, persuade someone to sell me a bag of corn on the town market ... seems rarer than gold dust ...