Wistrit
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Nell emerged onto the surface and sat down on a stone step.
Well, what should I do now? She didn't want to go with the dungeon larva and the crazy mage, and the ancient one didn't inspire confidence either. An orc-elf, snake-people, a two-headed creature? Perhaps...
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made