[color=f6989d][h3][center]Měihóu Niángniang[/center][/h3][/color]
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[color=f6989d]"Alllright. Reeexicooorg."[/color] Měihóu cricked her neck, as she arrived at the borders of Rexicorg. This particular border was marked by a crumbling wall near a cracked pillar. Deeper in Rexicorg, there was a timeless air, where no matter the amount of weathering, the amount of jungle growth, it seemed as if the ruins refused to give further ground. As though they permitted the jungle, but only as a passing tennant, like the nomads who made it their home. But here, it seemed like it would not be long till the wall was but paving stones and the pillar gravel.

Měihóu unraveled her staff into the scroll that hid within it, spreading it along the wall unveiling the vast art that was upon it. Then, she turned away, towards the pillar. Gently peeling away moss, Měihóu examined the pillar carefully, until finally was revealed a small animal depiction, marred by a crack through it but mostly intelligible.

[color=f6989d]"Alright!"[/color] Měihóu smiled, before turning back to her scroll. Her eyes scanned down the animals depicted there, her outstretched finger sliding along to keep her pace. [color=f6989d]"Me, me, me meee, me me me, me... Me!"[/color] She smiled as she found the matching animal. She stopped, her finger over the animal, and concentrated, eyes closing and minutes passed.

[color=ed145b]"Ok, so, I've got a mission, relics are important, and.... uh... The fuck am I wearing?"[/color] Měihóu's eyes opened, and she began recapping to herself before noticing herself and promptly glaring at herself.