"My word! What did that poor tree ever do to deserve that?"
The voice that called out sounded more amused than anything else. Its source? A short, bipedal turtle in blue mage's robes, whose gaze, obscured by his thick, near-opague spectacles, flitted between the felled wanderwood and its assailant.
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The voice that called out sounded more amused than anything else. Its source? A short, bipedal turtle in blue mage's robes, whose gaze, obscured by his thick, near-opague spectacles, flitted between the felled wanderwood and its assailant.