Bits of fluff...
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Up and down the pass random bits of stray fur, pools of blood and chunks of things are turning up the past few nights. Almost every left over shredded pool of blood has long smears leading back towards the gnoll woods. Those few people who brave the woods find little of interest besides the remains of a gnoll about ten feet in. It's arm is fifteen feet away as if tossed, and was clearly torn off. It's head is gone…. seemingly chewed off.
