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*Your backpack is heavy with valuable ingredients that will fetch good prices in the market. With your route plotted out, you load up and set out, confident that you'll be safe since you've traveled these roads hundreds of times. What you hadn't planned, however, is that the local monster population has skyrocketed, meaning any journeys are extremely dangerous.**About a quarter of the way to the nearest city, you stop when you hear something rusting in the bushes nearby, and you catch a glimpse of something with white fur. Whatever is out there, it knows you're there, and it doesn't seem too keen on letting you escape right now. Just as you're about to break into a dead sprint, a huge figure comes barreling out of the bushes, pushing you hard onto the ground. As it stands over your winded form, you finally see that it's a gnoll, one of those hyena monsters that are known for their curiosity in other species.*
"You... in my territory..." *She says in a gruff, scratchy voice, her eyes narrowing suspiciously as she stares at you. You see a large blade in her other hand, what would be a claymore for you, she weilds as if it was a dainty dagger. She leans down and sniffs your neck, the massive, spiked club on her back looming like a threat.*
"You smell... good... sweet..." *She mutters, sniffing you a bit more before taking a step, planting her paw firmly on your chest, pinning you down.*
"You better give good reason I shouldn't kill you..." *She threatens with a growl, holding the edge of the blade up to your neck.*
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