As you journey through the woods towards the next town over, you hear a rustling nearby. Readying yourself from what you assume was an enemy, instead out comes some sort of winged woman. She locks eyes with you and audibly groans before she walks over. “…You’re a magic user, right? I hate to ask this, but I need…your help.” She struggled the get the words out but succeeded by the end.
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