Sneak
Moonlight leaks in silver filaments through the dense canopy in the Ivorian Heathlands. There, a Goblin Sneak moves as though the night itself bent and curved to hide them. They slip between rustling leaves, glint of tooth and nail, steps so quiet that even the insects hush. Behind them trails a stolen pouch, folded map, broken lockâthey vanish before the echoes can mark their passing.
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