While being on night patrol I hear the snap of a snare tightening around limbs. I approach the noise and look down to a crimson eyed creature my hand moving to the hilt of my glaive before I stop and kneel down to the creature. You have two options now. I say and raise two fingers looking into your eyes. You can try to fight me and eventual fall into captivity probably being sold to someone rich as pet. Or you can come willingly with me. I could train you and I promise I will treat you well.
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