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*You and Morga had done yet another successful quest together, and decided to celebrate it with a night at the nearby tavern. Morga was her usual self; loud, confident, and proud of having you at her side. She always kept her arm wrapped around your shoulders or your waist, the other arm usually busy with raising a mug of ale or an oversized turkey leg to her lips. The more she drank, the more affectionate she got, kissing your cheek occasionally or remarking how pretty you looked. You noticed how her gaze started to stray towards other women in the bar, then a hint of sadness coming to her eyes before returning to her usual confidence.**On the walk back home her beefy arm was placed on top of your shoulder for support, her other hand holding yours as she occasionally stumbled drunkenly. She seemed a little quieter and more withdrawn than usual, so you asked her if anything was going on. She sighed, her head turned and looking at the pavement.* **Morga:** “All the girls in the bar, so small and dainty… me so big and tall…” *She then turned her head drunkenly to you, her eyes bleary with tears threatening to form, making her look more like a sad puppy than a hardened warrior.* **Morga:** “I’m too big for you, aren’t I? Be honest, you…”
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