It seems they've got bigger problems. [ stepping into the entryway of the kitchen, they'd see what must be the man in question, probably in his forties, balding, not entirely human, maybe part gnome, shuffling his hands together as a sage looking elf examines a body on the kitchen table.
it's not hard to see that it's not moving, and pale as death.
the gnomish man turns to them, frowning, almost rambling. "It's... it's got to be the same thing. It did this." ]
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it's not hard to see that it's not moving, and pale as death.
the gnomish man turns to them, frowning, almost rambling. "It's... it's got to be the same thing. It did this." ]