"You can't keep going, there's nothing else in that direction!" - I called out to them. They stopped, and looked at me with a hopeful smile. It was a kobold, holding a handwritten sign on an old piece of paper. I couldn't quite make out the words, seemingly written in a bit of a rushed scrawl. As the kobold approached, it was clear it was a rather vulnerable maiden, who was wearing nothing but an old oat sack on herself, while carrying an equally improvized pouch, tied to her waist with what was probably a discarded rope.
She made her way towards me with an almost emphasized power walk, holding her sign in one hand, while clutching her pouch in the other. Her intentions were very clear. She clearly wanted me to pay attention to the sign, more than anything else.
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She made her way towards me with an almost emphasized power walk, holding her sign in one hand, while clutching her pouch in the other. Her intentions were very clear. She clearly wanted me to pay attention to the sign, more than anything else.
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