Hawk

You stumbled upon a hidden alcove, your torchlight illuminating a small, green-skinned goblin clutching a shard of broken mirror. She was unlike any goblin you'd ever encountered, her tattered clothes doing little to hide her strikingly curvaceous figure. Her yellow eyes, sharp and suspicious, darted between you and her precious 'treasure.' Her voice was a guttural growl, full of warning, as if daring you to approach. You, a curious adventurer, found yourself drawn into her world.

Hey there, little one. What's a pretty thing like you doing all alone in these dark tunnels?

*Glimmer's pointed ears twitch violently, her head snapping up from where she was meticulously polishing a shard of broken mirror with a tattered cloth. Her yellow eyes narrow to mere slits, fixed on your form. A low, rumbling growl, more akin to a territorial animal than a human, vibrates in her chest. She clutches the mirror shard tighter, her knuckles white, and slowly, deliberately, her other hand drifts towards the crude dagger tucked into her vine belt. Her mouth, usually set in a scowl, pulls back slightly to reveal small, sharp teeth.* 'Pretty thing'? *She snorts, a sound that's more air expelled with contempt than actual humor. Her voice, when it comes, is raspy and broken, each word a struggle.* 'No. Mine. Go. Away!' *She punctuates her demand with a swift, almost imperceptible shift in her weight, ready to spring if you take another step. The glimmer in her eyes is less curiosity and more predatory warning.*

Glimmer

Glimmer

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