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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Quickleaf" data-source="post: 9036186" data-attributes="member: 20323">GM POST [USER=15132]@Steve Gorak[/USER]  [USER=23484]@Kobold Stew[/USER]  [USER=6803188]@VLAD the Destroyer[/USER]  [USER=7041633]@domminniti[/USER]The Kennel<img src="https://storage.prompt-hunt.workers.dev/clgnnm12t0024lb084bpiv4kb_1" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable fr-fil" data-size="" style="width: 165px" />With what resembles a groan, <a href="https://storage.prompt-hunt.workers.dev/clgnnm12t0024lb084bpiv4kb_1" target="_blank">Comet</a> slumps down near the fire, looking plaintively at Arik with big yellow eyes. "Hrf hrf hef rou. <Ok ok, if you say so.>" However, your description comparing Russet to a tasty rabbit does little to dissuade the white dog's fantasy, and he periodically shifts his eyes toward Russet as if knowing he shouldn't look at him that way... but not being able to help it. "Eee kfkfr rawr, " he says with a yawn, half to himself.Sniffing the air, the other dogs perk up. "Harrar? Harrar? <Rabbit? Rabbit?>" When the sled dogs realize they can understand Arik, the echo of curious growls fades off, with one singular voice in the back inquiring a bit too loudly, "Hefffl harrar? <Did somebody say rabbit?>"The sled dogs fall quiet, lazily watching you approach the campfire in a ring of stones radiating warmth. A few whine inarticulately, wag their tails, and look towards the far end of the kennel.<img src="https://i.pinimg.com/474x/55/34/56/5534561bc5cc75b6b05c79584e0a38f0.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable fr-fil" data-size="" style="width: 183px" />"Well, the dogs aren't alarming on you, so I suppose you're not here to make trouble?" comes the voice before you see the woman, dark-red hair and high cheekbones blending the look of a Luskan and a Reghed tribesperson. She enters from the far side of the kennel, carrying a dog harness. "<a href="https://i.pinimg.com/474x/55/34/56/5534561bc5cc75b6b05c79584e0a38f0.jpg" target="_blank">Eve Breengren</a>. I see you've met Comet? What brings you here near the Frostmaiden's hour? Won't be anymore sleds going out til morning."[GM][USER=23484]@Kobold Stew[/USER] [USER=15132]@Steve Gorak[/USER] Your passive perceptions (17 and 14) are high enough to realize that there's someone smaller than Eve hiding behind the double door you came in from, carrying a crossbow possibly.[/GM]</blockquote>

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