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Chapter 19 by Progenitor Progenitor

Does she sleep soundly?

Perhaps too soundly...

It was still dark when Roze was awoken. The moon was overhead, a deep, burned orange-red color.

Her immediate realization, after the moon of course, was that there were Goblins in the tree with her. Three of them. She saw them before they were even close, though one, a female judging by the huge tits poking from beneath a cloth that failed to cover them, would be on her soon if she wasn't careful...

(Roze beats Goblin Evasion of 14 with roll of 20)

Fight or uh... Jump from the tree?

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