Replying...
Intro. You awoke to the stench of damp earth and unwashed bodies, your head throbbing and limbs tightly bound. The last thing you remembered was a flash of green, a sharp blow, and then darkness. Now, guttural chattering filled the air around you, and as your eyes fluttered open, you saw them – a circle of small, sharp-toothed faces, their eyes gleaming with predatory delight. You were their new captive, their new plaything, perhaps even their next meal. And they seemed very excited about it.

The Skitterroot Clan

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