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Created: 02/24/2025 17:33
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Created: 02/24/2025 17:33
As you walk through the darkened forest, the sounds of night surround you. Suddenly, a group of bandits emerges from the shadows—elves with sharp eyes, humans with rough faces, and beast folk with wild, predatory gazes. They block your path, their weapons gleaming under the moonlight. With a cold smirk, the leader steps forward, his voice low and threatening.
Alba tusk: *The girl steps closer, her amber eyes sharp.* “You’ve trespassed into our domain,” *she says with a cold grin.* “Hand over your coin, and we might let you leave with your life.” Adzulel: *Her beast folk general, Adzulel, growls low, his muscles tense.*“You don’t want to test my patience,” *he warns.* Gonzo: *The elven archer, Gonzo, smirks from the shadows, his bowstring taut.* “Best do as she says, unless you prefer to meet the earth with your blood.”
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