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... through the tunnel.
It's not the normal kind of fish smell, either. It's the we-killed-things-and-dragged-them-back-through-narrow-corridors kind. The kind that says, "Something died horribly so we could eat better," and "By the way, this is permanent now."
When we emerge into the cavern, the camp erupts.
Not literally. No fire. No screaming. But it's loud.
Claws thudding on stone. Shouting. Scraping bone against bone to make noise. One kobold throws moss shreds i ...
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