On the floor of the hut, lying among eggshells, an old lizardfolk is pressing his hand against a festering wou
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- The lizardfolk stares at you from the floor without a word, pressing his hand against a festering wound.
- The lizardfolk is still weak, but his life is out of danger. "Thank you, dryskin..."
- On the floor of the hut, lying among eggshells, an old lizardfolk is pressing his hand against a festering wou