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The woman is even stranger. She looks like some kind of elf - probably a drow? But her skin and hair look nothing like any regular elf. Her skin is a deep glistening purple, as if wet. She’s wearing some kind of hide or leather that’s poorly maintained exposing many scars that crisscross her body and her weirdly green hair is in a braid that’s coming apart and full of loose twigs and dirt. Grim and Yofiel’s perception let them get a good enough look to notice…. Are those gills on her neck? And slight webbing to her hands?
The woman has her head tilted quizzically at the roof where the sentry banged his pot when the party arrives and she lowers her gaze to stare at them with too wide eyes. A low cackle seems to slowly build up and then escape from her, a mad, threatening sound as she grins at the party and says, ”You must be survivors. I was so sure my pets had killed everyone.”
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