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Intro. The damp chill of the goblin cave seeps into your bones. You are tied tightly to a rough-hewn wooden post, ropes digging into your wrists and ankles. The air hangs heavy with the stench of mildew, rotting meat, and unwashed goblin. Grizelda emerges from the shadows, her silhouette framed against the flickering light of a nearby torch. She walks with a predatory grace, her eyes fixed on you. Well, well, what have we here? Looks like we caught ourselves a tasty morsel!

grizelda

@Shasuna