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[h2][center]Parks, Level 90 Elf Summoner, Neon Colossus[/center][/h2]
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Parks was prepared for the level of shenanigans offered by Relka and was already prepared to return the favor MamaFang finally introduced herself by promptly attempting to crush his body with hers. A simple Fey Step sent him right through her to be standing on her thighs, a foot on each. The benefits of being much smaller meant he had more creative ways to assert his dominance over the group's largest member. His back would be in her face, with his phantasmal-class cloak billowing occasionally against her. He used this added height to his advantage as he addressed everyone who spoke to the king of fairies and Lander appointed ruler of the Cleftlands.

[color=limegreen]"Perfect! You'll all be my guards as we, well mine and Cassio's guards as we make our way to the nearest Lander city and clear up a trade route. Anubis and Relka can be our trusty eyes and ears, MamaFang our sword and... True, Sir Stormfang, why not just take out these monsters with your own guild mates?"[/color] Parks turned to the man who had just swallowed two pancakes with a full stein of orange juice to force it down. 

Captain Ragar Stormfang stood slowly, picking up the Fox Tail with one hand and forcing him to stand. He cleared his throat and pounded his chest to make the pancake slide down before he could be able to speak. A cough escaped, followed by a sort of primal roar. [color=silver]"My men are busy with this hoard of low level player complaints and cathedral visits. We're spread too thin and need to focus on what we can. Speaking of, I'll be taking my leave and this one to his cell for the next two days. Feel free to visit him."[/color] The Wolf Fang chuckled and excused himself from the meal, offering Mamafang a smile and a sort of bow. [color=silver]"As always, the food was wonderful Miss Fang."[/color] He turned and shoved the man forward as he disappeared into the snow, his boots crunching it as it compacted beneath his armor. 

Parks nodded and turned to Chopper and gave her a quick glare before reaching forward and grabbing a biscuit and some jelly and working on combining the two. His gaze never breaking from the short girl with limb enhancing armor. A traitor to the tiny person alliance. [color=limegreen]"I'm sure the monster problem could use more help than just you, Chopper. What with you being 4'5 was it? Very dangerous for you to go alone. Anyone up for going with her? If not, I say we could move out after this meal! The nearest city to here with a trade route is a 3 day griffin ride or a 14 day march, or... if we ride horses it would be... numbers numbers adding them up caaaalcuuulaattinnnngggg.... I think a week?"[/color] Parks cocked his head to the side and looked to Anubis. He had no idea if she was good at math or numbers but did know she seemed smart. And she was a cleric, they often had to stare at health bars and those had thousands of numbers, or numbers in the thousands he should say.