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It's dark in the shack and nothing is stirring, but four slitted eyes never quite closed as the sun went down, the scaled form sits up and looks around one last time. Pushing off gently the figure slowly arcs up and through the gap between the pointed roof and the wall before floating to the ground like a balloon. Nothing even notices her absence, she grins as she stalks off into the night. The guards are still awake of course but they're watching for people sneaking in or out, not within the ca
A little wyrm's revenge
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