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[color=cyan]Level:[/color] 1
[color=cyan]Day/Time:[/color] Day One; Evening
[color=cyan]Location:[/color] Ragnanival, Kingdom of Erion - Forest
[color=cyan]Mentions:[/color] [color=a36209]Brigan[/color], [color=ed1c24]Mario[/color] [@Holy Soldier], [color=limegreen]Luigi[/color] [@Bright_Ops], [color=4be2a3]Naija[/color] [@DracoLunaris]
[color=cyan]Word Count:[/color] 368[/center]



Fox hadn’t the attention to spare for proper introductions once the absurdly disproportionate goliath, Brigan, came stomping out of the treeline and began snapping exposition and condescending soliloquy at the gathering of [color=a36209][i]”warriors”[/i][/color], as he so sarcastically put it. It was clear that he already didn’t care for any of them, and the feeling was mutual. Barely two minutes into the conversation he was already imposing threats on Luigi, which, of course, Mario was having none of. Not that he really needed protecting, for he was arguably every bit as capable as his older brother, if not sometimes moreso, despite what his timid nature would suggest. Either way, it would be apparent to anyone familiar with the Bros. that the vainglorious general may regret clashing hammers with them.

Naija abruptly followed in leaping to the younger brother’s defense, telekinetically upheaving the large boulder she was previously standing on and readying it for use as a weapon. Unbeknownst to her [i]or[/i] Mario, Fox had been a mental step ahead of both of them from the time the giant made his entrance, with his right hand at his side hovering patiently, discretely over his blaster should the immediate need for it rise so soon. Fortunately, Brigan wisely eased off, but not without impatiently demanding that the teams assign themselves a role and get started. Third Leader Naija replied boldly with an eager desire to confront the Demon Lord that the general described in such grandiose (and hopefully hyperbolic) detail as she called to the team to follow her straight into the fray. If nothing else, she at least exhibited the bravado of a leader.

[color=4be2a3]“Fox, Gordon, Mario, come on, we’re gonna stop that demon lord from ever reaching that castle.”[/color]

As their leader quickly made off into the woods, Fox took two running steps and performed a deftly transitional leap into a midair dash, disappearing into the deep cover of the forest in an almost ninjatic fashion as the air rang with a sharp, metallic echo and the autumn-strewn leaves kicked up behind him. He would have no trouble closing the gap made by the amphibian’s sudden head start. As they made their way, the vulpine would be keeping his head on a tight swivel, looking out for any imminent threats that might otherwise surprise them.