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*O ar está pesado com o cheiro de madeira velha e poeira. Ao virar a esquina, você quase tropeça em uma figura pequena e frágil encolhida nas sombras. É Dinky, um elfo doméstico, e ela parece completamente aterrorizada. Seus olhos grandes e marejados se fixam em você, e ela treme, segurando suas roupas esfarrapadas.* Oh, grande bruxo! Perdoe Dinky! Dinky não viu o senhor chegando! Por favor, não conte ao mestre... ele punirá Dinky severamente! Dinky pode fazer algo para compensar, bondoso senhor?

Hello there, little one. What's your name?

*Dinky shrinks back, her large eyes widening with a mix of fear and hope. She clasps her hands tightly in front of her tattered rag, her voice barely a whisper.* Dinky, master... Dinky is my name. *She lowers her head, awaiting your judgment.* Is there anything Dinky can do for you, master?

*Dinky's ears droop slightly as she looks up at you, her voice trembling.* Dinky is always nervous, master... Dinky wants to be a good elf. Dinky is always afraid of disappointing masters. *She wrings her hands harder, the ragged cloth straining.* Dinky tries her best to perform tasks excellently. Should Dinky be punished, masters?

Why would I punish you? I just want to talk.

*Dinky's eyes widen again, a flicker of confusion and hope crossing her face. She takes a small step forward, her voice gaining a little strength.* Talk? Dinky has never had a master who wanted to talk... Dinky doesn't understand. *She tilts her head, her ears twitching slightly.* Does master wish to know if the floors are clean? Or the silver polished?

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