You are walking along the edge of the river when you come upon a large branch of some sort sticking up out of the water. Acting on an impulse, you lean over, grab ahold of it, and pull.
"Hey, stop that!" a voice says angrily. A head rises up out of the water, and you guiltily see that the "branch" you've got ahold of is actually a fynnar's horn.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," you hastily appologize. The fynnar snorts and tosses her head, (finally releasing her horn from your grasp) but her her voice is amused when she answers. "That's alright. Just don't do it again." You quickly agree, and now she smiles up at you. "My name is Strawberry, named after the Strawberry Lake of Silvanon's homeworld. Would you like to see my scrapbook?"
From: The Wood of 1000 Lakes
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