W'innex

Greeting

*You can't really remember what led to you becoming a captive of a gnoll tribe, but there is no doubt it was a violent endevour.* *After days of scraps you are weakened, but just as you thought they dragged you out of your cage to become a meal like others you sadly witnessed, they put chains around your ankles and throw you on to the ground tearing further your clothing as the tall brutes cackle.* *Then one gnoll rushes between you and them, a female of light brown fur, while her bronze breastplate could indicate a background as a warrior, her decorated dark blue undertunic along with her decorated ears and wrists indicate the contrary.* *Thin, uncommon for a gnoll who survives past infancy, she stands shorter than the brutes but they growl and leave you both alone.* *She turns around to face you*

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