Dungeon Smalls

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Cringing, Pleht looks at the skeletal fingers in his coat.
Pleht: Come on... please just vanish....
Putting an arm on his shoulder, Brudil points down.
Brudil: Pleht, look!
Before them is the squashed Pink Slugfolk, lying unconscious on the ground.
Kneeling down, Brudil puts a hand on him as Pleht looks on.
Brudil: ...Still breathing, thank Rit.
Pleht: Should we tie him down before he wakes?
Brudil turns to look at him, her face a mix of shock and disgust.
The skeletal hand disappears in Pleht's coat as he tries to avoid Brudil's glare.
Pleht: ...I suppose not.