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Snow Stone
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"Why should I get up? I'm just going to lay here until I get out of here, then I guess I'll get knocked up by some roving pack of bandits and die in a ditch at the age of twenty five. It's the best I can hope for."
Don't mind her. Her name's R'sarri or something. She's just depressed because some local yokels gave her 'we don't like yer kind 'round here' treatment and I guess she got a little too excessive in defending herself and got nailed with six months for it.
"Get over it. They had it comin' for being dicks."
"I ripped one of their arms off," she grumbles.
"Well, probably still deserved it."
"With my teeth, now I'll just be the dog monster that eats people. They'll never give me that scholarship now. They'll probably decide gnolls are too dangerous to live in civilized society and round us up into camps, then genocide our entire race and it'll be all my fault."
"That's a bit excessive..."
"Then other races like the goblins will go to war, because it might happen to them too, since they're considered violent, stupid, ignorant halfwits."
"Hey!"
"The entire world will be reduced to a blasted hellscape because I lost my temper."
So this is what I have to deal with, and no, there's nothing flopping around anywhere. God damn.
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