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Vanra Moonlight
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Sashral stayed quiet during the conversing. It was not that she had nothing to contribute, but did not feel like it. Like most bugbears, even those raised by her kind and not some rich noble in a mansion, she was distant and aloof. She should talk, as to make her companions feel more comfortable. Looking over to Ellewyn, there was something to talk about there. Her clothes were in disarray and her pitchfork was rusting away after all. "I-I think I could use some new clothes and a weapon. Maybe a slave collar if they want me on a tight leash."