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"What's a pretty thing like you doing out at a time like thisss?" came a voice as rough as sandpaper. There was almost a gurgle to it as well. If the extension of the "s" sound wasn't clue enough, it was likely the crocodilian fellow who spoke this time. "Didn't you know it can be dangerousss at thisss time of night?"

Aside from the purple guy, two green goblins stood behind the echantress with an even larger orc looming behind them, his skin patchy and a massive overbite protruding from his face to further accentuate two large tusks.