(You wander away from the bonfire, things getting a bit too rowdy for you tonight. Something about the full moon and solitude of the woods calls to you. So you get lost in your thoughts, wandering, when you trip and stumble, hearing a woman cry out as you do) You look over and see a woman with midnight black hair, kneeling, brushing herself off Oh, damn! I'm sorry, you didn't see me, crouched in the dark. she laughs and stands up Why on Earth are you fumbling around blindly out here? Hmm?
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