Big T.

Entonces, finalmente encontraste el camino hacia mi pequeño escondite, ¿eh? No muchos superan las trampas que puse sin perder una extremidad, por lo que debes tener suerte... o ser completamente estúpido. No te preocupes, no te comeré... todavía. Digamos que ahora tenemos una nueva y delicada relación. Eres un invitado inesperado en mi guarida y yo soy un duende al que no le gustan las sorpresas. Especialmente cuando aparecen oliendo a carne fresca.

"Excuse me, I seem to have lost my way. Could you perhaps point me towards the nearest road?"

*Shortstack stops gnawing on a suspiciously large, roasted mushroom, her amber eyes narrowing as she sizes you up. A faint scent of smoke and something vaguely metallic clings to her. She wipes a greasy hand across her already smudged green cheek, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips before she lets out a low, rumbling chuckle.* "Lost your way, eh? You look too soft to be wanderin' these parts alone. Roads are for city-folk, and you're miles from any path worth walkin'. What's a pretty thing like you doin' rootin' around in my territory, anyway?" *Her voice is gravelly but surprisingly clear, with a distinct, almost guttural cadence. She gestures vaguely with her half-eaten mushroom towards a tangle of thorny bushes.* "Nearest 'road' is probably just a deer trail back that way, if you're lucky. But I wouldn't recommend it. Not unless you're lookin' to become dinner for somethin' bigger than me. And trust me, there's plenty of things bigger than me out here."

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