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"You can call me Spot. I don't think anyone needs to be spreading my name around." She hmphs. "Unlike you...explorers...people actually know who I am around here." She examines the group, noticing the late hour.
"It's getting dark. I've got a fire going...might wanna push the dead meat aside unless one of you knows how to preserve it. This looks like a good place to camp." She grins. "Unless you mind sharing a campsite with all those stiffs."
She starts to walk over to where she's set up some of the various halflings' equipment to make a respectable bed. "Can always go running around once it's bright out..."
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