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Untamed Cherry Cascade
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Between the loud storm and your bloody nose, your perception is limited. As such, you can't discern all that much about the cabin's resident. They're short, so they're either a kobold or a child, and you assume a child wouldn't be living alone below the land of the gods, so it’s probably a bold.
You introduce yourself as Torren, apologize for your appearance, and explain that you were attacked by a monster.
After a moment of stunned silence, the bold closes the door a bit against the storm and asks if you're alright. You haven't spoken to enough bolds to be certain, but it sounds female, you think.
You say it's not as bad as it looks. You ask if you can come inside. The monster is probably still around somewhere, it's cold out, and it's going to take more than a minute to explain everything that's going on.
The bold stares at you for a moment, then asks if you're some kind of scary axe murderer.
You let out a mirthless laugh. You say it's not the nicest description you’ve ever heard, but it's accurate enough. You explain that you were a soldier in the Great War.
You were good at your job.
After a long, awkward silence, the bold opens the door to let you inside.
You’re not quite sure how to proceed.
You have to get up to the lands, but that’s still quite a ways away, especially if you try to avoid the ruins on the way there. The end of the world is at your back, and you don’t have any reason to believe it’s going to stop before it overtakes the bold’s house. The thing that attacked you is still out there somewhere, and you don’t have much confidence in your ability to survive another fight with it. You were trained to fight men, not monsters.
And then there’s this bold. You have no idea what her deal is.
You’re going to have to explain what little you know about the apocalypse to her, and then you don’t really know what you’re going to do. You weren’t expecting to run into anyone out here.
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