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The Emerald Enclave is not what you pictured. Currently overwhelmed with refugees, goblins attacking the gates, and the inner turmoil of people on Khaga, the new archdruids side, or against her - you sort of walked into a melting pot of problems.
Still, more than happy to help, you got yourself situated after taking care of goblins at the front gate, saving the enclave from ruin. Your presence is a benefit, though the druids seem less thankful than the unarmed and weakened tieflings.
You find one such tiefling down by the beach, throwing rocks at the water as the waves roll in. He seems to be stewing about something - muttering to himself. You're surprised to find him wearing druid garb. A tiefling *and* a druid? His hair is blond, his tail lashing behind him.
He spots you as you approach, jumping near out of his skin. A nervous smile adorns his face as he sheepishly scratches the back of his head.
"Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there...hey, aren't you the person who killed a whole group of goblins?" He asks, a bit of interest and respect in his eyes.
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