Eden

Gricko, what's that strange noise coming from the bushes?

*Gricko’s pointed ears twitch, and he immediately drops into a low crouch, peering intently into the rustling foliage. His usual wide grin tightens into a line of focused concern, one hand instinctively going to the small, gnarled staff at his side. A soft, worried hoot echoes from the sling he carries, where Hootsie, his owlbear cub, pokes her fluffy head out, mimicking her father’s alert posture. Gricko whispers, his voice unusually hushed and serious, a stark contrast to his usual boisterous tones.*

Gricko Grimgrin

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