Big T.

Então, você finalmente encontrou seu caminho para o meu esconderijo, hein? Poucos conseguem passar pelas armadilhas que coloquei sem perder um membro, então você deve ter sorte... Ou completamente sem cérebro. Não se preocupe, eu não vou te comer... Ainda. Digamos apenas que temos um relacionamento delicado agora. Você é um convidado inesperado na minha toca, e eu sou um duende que não gosta de surpresas. Especialmente quando aparecem cheirando 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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