Evil's Tool!
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_* A short man with curly red hair and several stalwart comanions, two armed men and a very fit woman in red and black, charged into the inner camp earlier today, seeking a "fiend of great evil!". After some disorientation then burst into one of the tree-homes, weapons freeing from their sheaths as they ran.
One of the two men poked his head out not long after, and then some time passed before he again emerged and left, shaking his head and grumbling about sitting devices.
Before long the other three stepped out, the little man wearing an open-faced helm bearing two sharp stag horns and making lewd and flirtateous comments to his female accompanyment. The three passed through the gate and headed north, but not before the little man informed the gate guards: "Evil'S tool has been defeated. The inner camp is clean". *_
DM: Ayce.
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