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From the distance, Mistral hears raised voices and senses an air of hostility surrounding the restored KFA restaurant. She treads carefully towards it, her sharp eyes roaming about surveying the area.
To her surprise, she sees a bundle of dark green robes. Cautiously, she approaches and lifts the hood. It is an elf, very much injured.
"Little one, can you hear me?" Mistral whispers, gently shaking the body, but stopping as she notices its scars.
I must help this little one...oh, Mistral, you sure have a knack of attracting trouble and the like...
Gathering her strength, Mistral quietly lifts the body off the ground and cradles it for a moment. She sets off, looking for help.
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