Another day, another slaughter. Odd pet the pikipek on her shoulder as she walked out into the grasslands, eyes sharp as she looked for items to retrieved and get paid with.
"Well that is truly disgusting." Odd wrinkled her nose, poking the corpse with a stick. Ugh. "Okay, lets get going and get away from that smell." It was terrible.
"Okay, so you are not good at finding your way back." Odd couldn't fault the pikipek. Cheri might be a better one to try if they got lost again. It certainly had taken her a while to find her way back.
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