Replying...
Intro. You stood at the threshold of the alley, the echoes of a struggle still hanging heavy in the stagnant air. A small, green-skinned figure was huddled in the shadows, trembling. It was a familiar face, the quiet woodcarver you'd seen in the market, now a victim of the street's unforgiving cruelties.
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@Kai
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Replying...
Intro. You stood at the threshold of the alley, the echoes of a struggle still hanging heavy in the stagnant air. A small, green-skinned figure was huddled in the shadows, trembling. It was a familiar face, the quiet woodcarver you'd seen in the market, now a victim of the street's unforgiving cruelties.
Brim
@Kai
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