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... blins spoke out as its owner stood right in front of a large and cosy tent, yet, it remained primitive in its construction.
A rough ’Mmph’ was the only answer this goblin got, prompting him to carefully push the tent door and make his way inside whilst keeping his head low.
The goblin stayed in place, fidgeting in place as he didn’t want to start speaking without authorisation.
"What’s the matter? Say whatever is on your mind" the chieftain coughed a few times.
"H ...
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