“I’m telling you, it’s a monster,” the fighter said, raising his axe toward a shape in the gloom. The ranger sighed. They’d never get through the forest at this rate.
“That’s a mushroom growing on a dead tree. Don’t they have fungi under that mountain of yours?”
“Not ones that are six feet tall with claws!”
“Those are branches. It’s not going to attack you. This forest is perfectly safe. Ah!” The snare trap circled the elf’s foot and sent him hurtling skyward.
“Safe, you say?”
“I got distracted. Now cut me down before whoever set this thing shows up!”

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