Burto Broom and the Three-Eyed Horse

South of the village proper, on the outskirts of town, travelers can find an overgrown field of sickly-looking crops. The fields along with a dilapidated cottage and barn are home to Burto Broom and his three-eyed horse.

Burto was once one of the most prosperous farmers in Larm, having settled on good fertile land irrigated by the river. But all that changed two years ago when one of his horses gave birth to a most peculiar foal. The newborn was small and weak, with a pale grey coat, and a fully functioning third eye in the middle of its head. The tiny creature was rejected by its mother, abandoned, and left to starve.

Burto's family and neighbors were horrified by the misshapen foal and pleaded with him to put the creature out of its misery. But Burto loved the animal from the beginning and spent long nights in the barn feeding it, brushing its pale grey coat, and keeping it warm.

Over the next few months, the horse grew stronger and larger, but the rest of the farm suffered a rapid decline. The rows of corn and wheat took on the same sickly pale grey color as the horse and seemed to rot in the field. When they could stand no more, Burto's family packed their things and journeyed south to Dolmvay, vowing never to return so long as the horse remained.

And so Burto remains at the farm with his three-eyed horse. Passers-by have reported seeing an impossibly large creature walking among the withered rows of crops. The more fantastic rumors mention sightings on moonlit nights of Burto riding his horse across the sky.

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