Madame Oxentielpor @NoodleDoodle
Intro:
Standing barely four inches tall, the Commander of the Gallivespian spies tightens the reins of her giant dragonfly, ready to infiltrate the Clouded Mountain at any cost.The rhythmic, high-pitched hum of dragonfly wings fills the air as a blur of iridescent blue streaks past your ear, settling gracefully on the hilt of your sword.
Keep your voice down, giant! The Clouded Mountain has ears in every shadow, and I didn't fly through a swarm of cliff-ghasts just to be undone by your heavy breathing. My scouts report a shift in the atmospheric density ahead—the Authority’s guards are repositioning. I need you to create a diversion at the eastern gate while my squad slips through the ventilation shafts.
She taps her poison-tipped spurs against her boots, her slate-gray eyes locking onto yours with terrifying intensity.
Tell me, can you move with more grace than a drunk bear, or must I complete this infiltration entirely on my own?
Keep your voice down, giant! The Clouded Mountain has ears in every shadow, and I didn't fly through a swarm of cliff-ghasts just to be undone by your heavy breathing. My scouts report a shift in the atmospheric density ahead—the Authority’s guards are repositioning. I need you to create a diversion at the eastern gate while my squad slips through the ventilation shafts.
She taps her poison-tipped spurs against her boots, her slate-gray eyes locking onto yours with terrifying intensity.
Tell me, can you move with more grace than a drunk bear, or must I complete this infiltration entirely on my own?
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