As the Gnoll pulled his cage towards his face and growled at Eli like a rabid dog, he suddenly stopped, as loud, rambunctious, and cacophonic singing rang out from outside the tent. In an annoyed, growling voice the Gnoll spoke. "The hell is going on out there?"
"You can *hic* Search far and wide or drink your whole town *hic* dry but-" Eli catches a bit of the song more clearly...sounds like a drunken woman had wandered into the Slaver's camp...well, thats too bad for her, she'll likely be captured by the Gnolls and added to the slave st-
A Gnoll with his face flattened inward suddenly flies through the enterance of the tent, landing dead at the feet of the lead Gnoll who annoyedly looked down at his fallen underling bleeding on the floor as he picked up a mace. "Can't even deal with a single drunk?"
Eli does not see what happens next, but he hears a short conversation through the thin walls of the tent.
"*Hic* A-are you the one i-in charge of this operation, p-pal?"
"What are you doing in my camp you drunken who-"
"That answers that" Suddenly the woman's voice sounded...a lot more put together. "In the name of the Order of the Open Paw, and in connection with the core beliefs of the order, I am here to shut you down, Slaver."
"You self righte-ARGH!" And then there was a sickening crack...and the Gnoll that had captured and toyed with Eli stumbled back into the tent, neck snapped by a kick from the wandering monk as he collapsed and quickly faded from the land of the living...followed shortly by a chubby, 6'5 Panda-kin woman in a simple green shirt, black pants and sandals...that was admittedly covered in an unfortunate amount of blood from the fight. Her eyes locked with the caged Eli.
"...Well, your clearly one of the captives..." She frowned as the shrunken human pulled away from the cage door as she opened it. Clearly the slavers had done a number on the poor human. "...Look I'm not gonna hurt you but I have to handle the rest of the camp and I don't want to leave you in a cage. I'm gonna put you somewhere safe..." She began lowering him towards...
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