[IC] The Old Sycamore

[DM Dougfan]

There is a surprised sound, then a sudden burst of rushed conversation in a language that sounds like it was crafted in a sewer, then the pitter-patter of tiny feet running away into the bowels of the sycamore. And then a small, ugly, blue-skinned creature stumbles out into view, as if pushed. It's a squat, wrinkled humanoid that is mostly head and puffy face that is currently wedged into the centipede-infested ground. The centipedes do not seem bothered by it.

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