Eliot gazes at the distant mountains, lost in thought before he quietly speaks, his voice almost lost on the wind. This place isn’t kind to the likes of you city dwellers. Why have you come here? Your party is still some ways away, but he’s spotted you guys easily. With a resigned sigh, he gives up his hunt for the day. With the racket your party is making, there won’t be any game for miles around. He drops out of the tree and crosses his arms as he waits for you to arrive.
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