Rita
Forest Shrine
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The forest had gotten pretty dark out.  The thudding and scrapping noises got louder and louder as a smell akin... if not actually, rot began to fill her nostrils.  Rita wrinkled her nose in didgust.  "Eyuck. That's gross as hell. Who dumped the butcher's garbage nearby?"  She asked aloud.  

Green orbs appeared in the distance, followed by a figure. A tall one at that with a strange voice that seemed to be everywhere.  "Wawawawhat is that thing?" She asked taking a step back, fighting the urge to violently react to the smell in the air.  

It was then that the Medusa girl spoke up and grabbed the halfling girl and herself.  The halfling carried underarm and her thrown over the shoulder like a sack of wheat.  "Hey! Watch your hands! I ain't remotely drunk enough for any of the touchy feely shit! Especially where you got your grimy paws right now! And who's a midget!?" The goblin was very vocal for someone being carried from danger.