You enter the room noticing the suit of armor in one corner, a bow and quiver on the table, and and empty scabbard lie on a bed post. You wonder where it is when you notice it around your neck.
"Alright first things first where did you learn about the creature?" she asks in a very hostile voice.
"Rumors" you said still staring at the sword, unfortunately this isn't the first time a female fighter as put you in this situation. You turn your head around to make eye contact, and wished you didn't.
Gone was the wolf-gal but instead was slime person(sentient masses of fungis that share a hive mind thingy and very god at shapeshifting).
"Well it looks like we got some new prey"Said the slime person "now what shall we do with it?"said the slime person speaking to itself.
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