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Alisas Status: HP = 41, P = 38, EP = 33
Alisa walked alone down the road to Artmirst, coming from the West. She was disappointed at the lack of company, but she filled the boring hours of mindless marching with fantasies of being rescued by some handsome male adventurer while in the town, concentrating especially on her thanks for him afterward.
She was so caught up on her thoughts that she didn't notice the Fey standing in the middle of the road until she was right on top of it. She starts, letting out a gasp, and the creature, she believed that it was a gruff, spun toward her, sword raised. Gruffs were goatmen, with the head and legs of a goat, and a thick body covered in hair.
Seeing that she was just as startled as he, he cautiously lowered his sword, and said, in a surprisingly high voice; "Who are you, and why do you approach me human?" She noticed, out of the corner of her eye, the body of a wolf on the ground, though she clearly sensed that something had been wrong with it long before it had died.