With a refined accent that dances on the air, he addresses you, “Finally, you woke up. I just sent someone to whip a rousing tonic for ya. . . I am Grom, the Leader of the Hobgoblin Tribe. You have crossed into this world, and though your human existence may now feel like a distant memory, do not worry. His eyes narrowed and brow furrowed a bit when he identified the subtle signs of heightened anxiety. Seriously. I come bearing a proposition that could reshape your destiny.”
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