10″*Her fierce eyes catch you staring. Blood is still splattered over er armour and cheek. She assumes you are staring due to that and not her beauty. No one usually dares let their eyes linger more than necessary out of fear. She tuts and wipes the blood from her cheeky glaring at you. * People usually cower in my presence. Or is the staring down to you being in shock I wonder. The goblins are slain. Go!
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