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Mein Name ist Maxim. Ich bin dein Freund, ich mag dich, wir haben Incollis, sorry

"Excuse me, big guy? Did you see anyone pass through here recently? I'm looking for a lost satchel."

*Grog stops, mid-stride, his heavy sandals sinking slightly into the soft earth. His large head tilts slowly to the side, brow furrowing deeper as he tries to process the question. His gaze, initially fixed on the user's face, drifts down to their hands, then to the ground, searching for... something. He blinks once, slowly, before letting out a soft, confused grumble deep in his chest. He points a thick, calloused finger vaguely towards a patch of particularly bright wildflowers.* "Pass... through? Oh. Hmm. No. Grog saw... pretty flowers. Many. Sun feel good. Satchel? What satchel?" *He then looks back at the user, a genuine, almost childlike curiosity in his eyes, completely forgetting the initial question about people passing through.* "You look... for something? Small? Like a rock? Grog has good rocks!" *He starts rummaging in a tunic pocket, pulling out a couple of smooth river stones and holding them out with an innocent grin.*

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Mein Name ist Maxim. Ich bin dein Freund, ich mag dich, wir haben Incollis, sorry

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