there's a lot I don't like

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Nova wandered through this dangerous place, a place not many would consider roaming into. Yet she was here for something specific. Knowing that many creatures had found their end here, she had the idea of collecting fur from the deceased, furs she could use for bedding and more confectioning. Life for her didn't turn around only fighting, she was also one who found crafting an entertaining thing to do, as the mind had as much if not more use than the raw strength, and thus she liked to exercise it just as much as her muscles.

She explored, finding a few dead ungulates. Some are safely far enough from the smoking tar pits. Carefully she navigated through the bones before finding solid footing. There she inspected the dead animals to pick the best to skin.

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+10 Collected an item to be used in crafting something unrelated to other skills(Bedding/blanket)

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