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[color=4BE2A3][h3]Naija[/h3][/color]
[color=4BE2A3]Lvl[/color]: 1
[color=4BE2A3]Day[/color]: 1
[color=4BE2A3]Location[/color]: Raganival - forest
[color=4BE2A3]Speaking with[/color]: Gordon Freeman[@Hostile], Mario/Brigan [@Holy Soldier], Fox McCloud[@Etherean Fire]
[color=4BE2A3]Mentions[/color]: Luigi[@Bright_Ops]
[color=4BE2A3]Seed deployed[/color]: None
[color=4BE2A3]Post length[/color]: 347 
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Naija watched in horror as Brigan the hulking general spluttered all over Luigi while belittling him. Before she could do anything rash, like try to smash Brigan's brains out with a rock, Mario sprung into action.

[color=0072bc][b]“I will be right back.”[/b][/color]

Stomping over to his brother Mario gave perhaps the first indication of why he was a hero Naija had seen, placing himself right in the way of the massive general, hammer at the ready. Naija leaped into the air into one of the nearby trees quickly singing the notes [color=4BE2A3]C-D-E[/color] to cast the bind song on the rock she was sitting on, towing it behind her as she ascended, ready to strike if things got ugly

[color=0072bc][b]“If you don’t get outta my brother’s face with your rotten breath…”[/b][/color]

“[color=4BE2A3]Yeah, you leave him alone![/color]” she called in support, 

Brigan stood up in response to the plumbers bold action, much to her relief.

[color=a36209][b]“Make your choices now. We don’t have all day here,”[/b][/color]

”[color=4BE2A3]“You know what, I bet this Deomonlord your think is so tough is something we can handle with just four of us, heck I have probably fought more dangerous starfish than what you described”[/color]” 

Admittedly Naija hadn’t understood half his metaphors but those starfish where huge, shot barrages of stars, were really fast and hurt like hell when they got to close so it might have been an apt comparison. She didn’t care, she was mad and wanted to take that anger out on something that wouldn’t cause problems to the team, as picking a fight with the general would surely be disastrous. 

“[color=4BE2A3]Fox, Gordon, Mario, come on, we’re gonna stop that demon lord from ever reaching that castle.[/color]”

She leaps away from tree to tree with great bounds, the path of her travel seen by the shaking of the trees and disturbed wild life as the rock sailed along behind her.

Then the shaking stops, turns and comes back. She reappears on another branch and, trying to maintain her composure, asks. 

“[color=4BE2A3]Um, so where is he then?[/color]”