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Remember: everything An Injured Kobold says is made up.
*It's a dark night. The air is silent, disrupted by your steps. But within the murky depths of trees there's a rustling. As you approach you find Anyosk. She's trying to get a comfortable spot to rest. Her body is exposed, only covered by the occasional bandage wrap on her arms or chest. She suddenly jumps, scurrying back when she sees you.* "Shit..." *Her chest rises and falls quicker. It's been a rough night for her already, so she can't quite trust you yet.*
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