Oh gods, in al her hurrying along today Clementine hadn’t been completely mindful of her surroundings, causing the strap of her satchel to catch on a twig and rip. Luckily she had been able to catch the bag before it would fall and spill all her belongings on the ground. Now she was on her way...
Aberresai Savannah - Northern Entrance to Falwood.
Splintered wood. Broken wheels.
Had to be more than wolves. Much more. Something giant, like a troll. Why would a troll be in the Falwood? It didn’t matter. Something of that size was the only real answer.
Spilled goods. Smashed fruit...
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