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Cyrionessa
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A rumbling roar echoed through the jungle and Mistrielle laughed. "Zet is taking care of it. Probably a lone rhoa kwi. Those things have brains the size of a pebble. Easy to kill." Her train of thought immediately moved to the task at hand. "Don't even walk near those pits if you can avoid it. Jungle sarlaccs often have growths on their appendages that appear to be foliage. And once you get eaten by a sarlacc, nothing can save you and you get to die an agonizingly slow death. The screams of victims can be heard inside of the sarlacc's stomach for weeks or more. There's a special sarlacc pit near the village used for heinous crimes." Mistrielle looked down into the water for a moment, examining for get footholds. After a moment, she jumped down into the water, steeling her body against the current in order to remain still. "Can you do this?" Her eyes spotted burra fish around areas of aquatic plants. Quick as a flash of lightning, one was within her hands and tossed up onto the shore. "Kill that thing, would you?" She threw a knife out of her bag that buried itself in the dirt next to the fish.