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Shiri (assuming the leaf-clothed halfling is Shiri) frowns, glances at those around her, then nods curtly. "Come with us. We need to get out o' this city. We can getcha out too, if you want. Damn, never really thought 'bout the consequences o' not knowin' who our allies were, not before now. Stuck in the middle o' the capital of Tavetiir withou' anywhere to turn. I don' see a reason to leave you in that same mess."
She mounts her riding dog again, and the little group begins to move again. The cloaked being removes its hood, and the appearance is almost shocking. It resembles a warped human child with sickly gray skin, clothed in thin, furred, hides layered into something resembling leather armor. It would probably be taller than the gnome if it stood up straight, but in it's hunchbacked position, it is barely two inches taller than you. Its legs are bandy and bowed, and its bony arms dangle down past its knees. Its mouth is too wide, its deepset, beady, yellow eyes seem unable to stay focused on the same thing, and its knotted black hair is decorated with a bundle of little rat skulls. It carries two curved knives, and there is a shortbow and quiver visible behind its back. After a moment, you recognize them as kukris, if rather crude ones. It grins at you, showing sharp fangs.
"I be Ketokee. Well met, Antal." Its voice is gravely, and its accent seems to resemble that of a young halfling with severe mental retardation.