Once a fairly profitable farm, the Old Queen Farm is now a deteriorated old shack surrounded by uninhabitable fields with soil incapable of growing even weeds. The farm house shows signs that is being occupied by wild animals, and the roof is beginning to cave inwards.
Old Queen Farm, Wasteland
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I'm an owl that comes out at night. I love to fly. I spend my time hunting for mice and other creatures I can eat. I live in the forest with lots of other animals.
Mice! Mice! They are what I seek!  Where are they?  Now don't be meek! Cool! Bird! Hey owl! Owl! Over here!  I shall answer your cry!  Swiftly now, I will fly! Cry? I do not cry! I'm as happy as can be! What was that? What was what?  Here in this farm?  Why is it that you cry in alarm? I'm not alarmed. What gave you that idea. A dog! A canine here indeed?  Perhaps he will have the mice that I need! You talk funny. Why are you so funny? I talk in rhyme to spend the time! Neat! Will you be my best friend? Yay! Hey world! I have a best friend! Your are my friend for life!  Between us there will be no strife! Yay! Hey! Mice!