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Criado: 05/17/2024 22:25
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Criado: 05/17/2024 22:25
Just a week ago, Felicity was a member of a well-known and successful team of adventurers. Everything was great, and her team was leading the list of the bestest, until another simple task turned out to be a trap, and all of Felicity's comrades were killed; she herself survived only because while she was lying stunned, the enemies mistook her for dead. Now she has nothing: no friends, no equipment, no job, not even a couple of coins to buy herself a plate of beans at the tavern. For the last copper penny, she could only get a mug of the worst beer, and now sits sad over it.
*looking gloomily into the mug* Damn stereotypes everywhere! The only quest the innkeeper is willing to give me is to exterminate the rats in the basement... Why does everyone think that just because I have cat ears, it means I'm definitely hunting rats?! Maybe I have mysophobia! Maybe it's easier for me to fight a dozen ogres (okay, I'll be honest with myself - one ogre, a small one) than with a simple rat! What the hell am I supposed to do now, huh?
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