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A goblin rose with the first dim light that threaded the chamber, as uncomplicated as any other morning in the settlement. It padded out, joints creaking, nose twitching at the familiar damp air. The path to the pond was routine—water first, then a hunt for wild hogs with the patrol.
But halfway there a sharp, foul scent struck him. He froze.
Keihhk...?
The stench thickened as he crept forward, the hairs along his neck rising. Something lay by the path—shapes tha ...
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