Fixed encoding on some lore

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game/modules/tome/data/lore/misc.lua

@@ -184,7 +184,7 @@ I watched her for what felt like a century, and she watched me, and I saw tears
 
 I felt then strength come into my limbs, and a voice rise in my throat. I rose to the ground and I looked around, and in awe of the world around me and the stars above me I sang loudly for joy. And the woman smiled as she heard my voice, and her tears stopped, so I continued to sing for a while to entertain her. But then I said, "Am I alone?" She nodded, and said, "There are no others like you." At this I felt sad, and she could see the loneliness in my heart. She seemed to hesitate a moment, and said, "Though it pains me, I cannot deny your desires. You will sleep now, and when you awaken you will be among people like yourself, and you will walk out into this broken world and try to mend it."
 
-As she finished speaking I instantly fell into a trance, and when I awoke I saw the world had changed, and there was now a blazing light in the sky - it was the new-born Sun. And I saw all around dozens more people like me, and others similar in appearance but varying in traits and abilities. I woke them up, and gathered them together, and we all expressed delight in each other's being, and named ourselves Alorë. But the woman was gone, and no others knew anything about her, and my searches for any trace of her were in vain.
+As she finished speaking I instantly fell into a trance, and when I awoke I saw the world had changed, and there was now a blazing light in the sky - it was the new-born Sun. And I saw all around dozens more people like me, and others similar in appearance but varying in traits and abilities. I woke them up, and gathered them together, and we all expressed delight in each other's being, and named ourselves Alor?. But the woman was gone, and no others knew anything about her, and my searches for any trace of her were in vain.
 
 Times passed and changed, and other creatures were found, and oft they were fell and vile and we did war with them. Then we found the Sher'Tul, and they delighted in our beauty, and taught us the ways of the Arts. And then the War came, and some of us helped them in their battles, but soon we saw we had no place beside such masters, and we retreated to the woods as the War raged to its catastrophic conclusion.
 
@@ -565,7 +565,7 @@ newLore{
 	category = "dreamscape",
 	name = "If I Should Die Before I Wake",
 	lore = [[You wake suddenly from your unexpected slumber and attempt to quickly regain your bearings. However, you are not prepared for the bizarre vision that greets you: instead of land and sky you see only amorphous shapes and varying degrees of light. A strange psychedelic haze permeates the air and otherworldly colors and shadows flicker in and out of your peripheral vision. 
-As you begin to come to grips with this strange environment, you realize with horror that you cannot move! Your body feels as if it is completely without weight and try as you may you cannot budge an inch. You experience a sense of Déjà Vu as you recall past nightmares of being paralyzed. That's when it strikes you: you never woke up at all, you're still asleep! This epiphany is only reinforced when you notice a strange phenomenon: mirror copies of yourself are being slowly projected from where you stand and are moving about of their own volition.
+As you begin to come to grips with this strange environment, you realize with horror that you cannot move! Your body feels as if it is completely without weight and try as you may you cannot budge an inch. You experience a sense of Déjà Vu as you recall past nightmares of being paralyzed. That's when it strikes you: you never woke up at all, you're still asleep! This epiphany is only reinforced when you notice a strange phenomenon: mirror copies of yourself are being slowly projected from where you stand and are moving about of their own volition.
 They all seem to be focused on something in particular, but what? Just as soon as you set your mind to discerning what your dreamselves are focusing on, you feel it. With horror, you realize that you are not alone here. 
 Somehow, your foe has invaded your very subconcious and is attacking you in your dreams. Still unable to move, your lucid mind races on how to handle such an insane and horrible situation. On a whim you concentrate on one of your projections and you find that you can control it. 
 Free now to face this nightmare, you turn to find your foe. While you have a sense that having one of your dreamselves destroyed may not by itself be catastrophic, what would happen if several or many are cut down? Unwilling to find out, you resolve yourself to end this offensive intrustion into your mind.]],