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-rw-r--r--.vscode/settings.json1
-rw-r--r--Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md10
2 files changed, 10 insertions, 1 deletions
diff --git a/.vscode/settings.json b/.vscode/settings.json
index 3007602..be7f250 100644
--- a/.vscode/settings.json
+++ b/.vscode/settings.json
@@ -6,6 +6,7 @@
"Deebee",
"Doro",
"Dragonborn",
+ "dwarven",
"Jeanny",
"Lich",
"lockpick",
diff --git a/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md b/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md
index 0c6c858..d91d5a1 100644
--- a/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md
+++ b/Zamir/2FinnTheHalfling.md
@@ -16,4 +16,12 @@ Most would detect the fear underneath the facade, but Zamir is built different.
- Zamir says some blunt stuff that could probably be misconstrued as a threat.
-->
-The concert truly was grand, in the moment Zamir had no regrets. But after? Being homeless in a city of foul smelling humanoids was eating at their resolve. Zamir missed their bed, their scale polish, their servants... At least the rodents were numerous, plenty to eat. \ No newline at end of file
+The concert truly was grand, in the moment Zamir had no regrets. But after? Being homeless in a city of foul smelling humanoids was eating at their resolve. Zamir missed their bed, their scale polish, their servants... At least the rodents were numerous, plenty to eat.
+
+So, what now? This wasn't a sustainable lifestyle. Their ambition couldn't be satiated as a member of the audience; they want to be on stage! But their illusions just barely function, how could they possibly do anything without revealing the monster underneath? Zamir was at an impasse.
+
+The disguised Yuan-Ti was deep in thought while navigating the alleyways, failing to perceive the dwarven man casually approaching from behind. He bumps into Zamir and deftly slips a hand into their non-existent pocket. All the dwarf feels is smooth scales as the illusion shatters.
+
+"Pardon me-" He starts to say, but then freezes in place. Zamir wheels around and is met by a rapidly paling terrified gape. Zamir can only stare wide eyed as they try to think of something to do.
+
+They've been caught, but there's only one witness. Should they kill this man? That's what Mother would suggest. But the thought of doing something like that makes Zamir wince, that's new. \ No newline at end of file