Astra was unhappy at the thought that whatever arcane magic had acted on
her through the sigil could repeat itself at any time, for all she knew.
Might she again find herself transported somewhere new and her clothes
changed at some point in the future? She shrugged. Since there was nothing
she could do to prevent it, there was no use in worrying about it.
Just as she had come to that conclusion, four small men emerged from the woods, and walked towards her. Or were they men? The tallest of them was no more than three and a half feet in height, and their bare feet were remarkable hairy. "Greetings, we come in peace," the fair-haired one at their head said. "Greetings," Astra said. "My name is Astra. I am a stranger to this land. Can you tell me its name, and what manner of folk you might be, for I have never seen your like before."
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