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[color=4bbeff][h3]Taric[/h3][/color]
[color=4bbeff] level[/color]: 2
[color=4bbeff]day/time[/color]: 3 - evening
[color=4bbeff]Location[/color]: the streets of platform city
[color=4bbeff]Interacting with[/color]: [@ONL], [@Guardian Angel Haruki], [@Zarkun], [@Majoras End] 
[color=4bbeff]Cooldowns:[/color] 
Bastion: 2/2. linked ally: none 
Starlight's Touch: 0/6
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Taric was not built for speed. In the end even the turtle overtook him using his surprisingly quick wheelchair to reach speeds that could give ramus a run, or rather roll, for his money. Had Taric been a different man he could have found this irritating, but then again, as he hadn't bought boots yet being outpaced wasn't really that surprising. The fabulous support hero merely had a brief cuckle to himself at the continued absurdity of what an odd situation he had ended up in and then kept on running. As a result of his lack of speed Taric only caught the tail end of the situation around the interception of hunter, just managing to here James’ instructions.

[color=4bbeff]”No break for me then. Onwards to the castle!”[/color] he shouted goodnaturedly as he approached the group, only to keep up the pace and continue is jog towards the castle, inside of which Naija was having a minor panic attack.


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[color=4BE2A3][h3]Naija[/h3][/color]
[color=4BE2A3] level[/color]: 5
[color=4BE2A3]day/time[/color]: day 3 
[color=4BE2A3]Location[/color]: Tetris Castle
[color=4BE2A3]Interacting with[/color]: [@Holy Soldier]
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[color=4BE2A3]oh nononononononono. You can't die. I can't lose another one.[/color] Niaja half whispered to herself as she tried to administer to the wounded Guile. She was not a doctor. She barely know what a Doctor was. The opportunity to stop the intruders had passed and what little parts of Naija’s mind that weren't in crisis where busy kicking the bits that where for not going to fight instead of floundering around being useless. The soup having failed she tried to use the Tasty cake to heal him, but that did little to help either, the wounds that it sealed shut slicing themselves open as if offended by the very notion that food could fix them, leaving her inventory empty save for the useless keys and strange feather she had looted from the arena wreckage. As she tried to physically hold the man's wounds shut in she glanced around looking for anything that might help, only to be reminded that Morvin Solus was in the room, knocked out in a pile of cables. Naija thought that either he needed or could provide help, but she daren’t leave Guil’s side, so she shouted at the newly arrived pink person whose name she had gotten from guiles attacker, hoping they’d be willing to help.

[color=4BE2A3]”Kirby! Wake Dr Solus! Maybe can help Guil? Please hurry!”[/color]