Whispergrass Refugee
Chandra banged on the door to the Whispergrass Guild urgently. "Please, let me in! They're right behind me, they're coming to get me! Somebody, anybody, please help me," she cried.
Amplex looked at the door quizzically. "Anyone here think I shouldn't open it," he asked the patrons of the top floor.
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