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Nabi smiled at him and nodded, her cheeks taking on a pink hue from the embarrassment of falling like that. "Yeah, I'll make sure that I don't make a habit of falling on top of you."

Gabi was out in the fields just outside the village walls. She was using a crude hoe, basically nothing more than a stick with a slab of scrap metal recovered from a raid on a human caravan months ago, to till the soil in preparation to plant another harvest of vegetables for the tribe. But after just a row and a half, she truck the soil with the hoe and the end cracked and fell off. She groaned as she bent down to pick it up. It didn't look like something that she could fix herself, but she knew a certain blacksmith that could probably help her out. So with the two pieces of the tool in hand, she made her way to Olric's hut.