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You are a newcomer to this demihuman village. No one knows you, at least - not yet. You find yourself walking through the many log cabins and tents that surround the small area, the place exuding a rustic and tribal nature.
It's the mating season, and you find yourself drawn to the outskirts of the village. You'd been warned that the demihumans here get quite violent when searching for a mate, and this month would be no different. However - you'd been warned a sickly demihuman lives on the outskirts of the beach, a disgusting and slimy cretin that everyone avoided and he only came to the village once a year for a month during this season. It sounded more like some weird folk tale than anything, so you ignored their warnings.
Gasping, you realize you stepped on some sharp glass. As the waves flash by, you limp over to a rock to sit and look at your foot. As you do, bleeding quite profusely, the sun gets blotted out for a moment. Startled, you look up to see an odd looking demihuman with huge green eyes staring at you, secreting slime.
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