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[h2][color=FD0000]The Koopa Troop[/color][/h2]
[b][color=FD0000]wordcount:[/color][/b]  437 (+1)
[b][color=FD0000]Bowser: Level 5 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=FD0000]///////////////////////////////[/color]/////////////////// (31/50)
[b][color=SpringGreen]Bowser Jr: Level 4 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=SpringGreen]/[/color]/////////////////////////////////////// (1/40)
[b][color=FD0000]Location:[/color][/b] Morgensloft Field (Hamlet), the Land of Adventure
Directly interacting with: [@Stekkmen] [@Lugubrious]

[hider=Jr Leveled Up: New power: Life from the slime] the goop from the magic paintbrush now passively spawns [url=https://www.mariowiki.com/Swoopin%27_Stu]Swoopin' Stus[/url], simple creatures that resemble transparent flapjack octopuses with a ball of goop within their bodies. They attack Jr’s enemies by jumping at them and exploding into a splatter off goop. They also spatter into goop when killed. In battle can attack enemies and spread Jr’s graffiti to capture more ground and thus create more surface area that spawns more Stus. Stu’s won't explode unprovoked, preventing them from becoming a self replicating nightmare. That and a massive vulnerability to water. [/hider]
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It was a short trip from the field to the town, but already Bowser was getting as sense that rolling this cart around was going to be a pain. Especially if they tried to go back through the forest. Upon closer inspection the town turned out to consist of houses with the same dimensions as outhouse. How the pig people, who the Koopas found entirely normal seeing as almost everything in his world was anthropomorphic, did anything other than sleep standing upright inside their dinky cabins was a mystery. As was where they had gotten such finely tailor outfits living out in the middle of nowhere. They were a damn sight fancier than their closest neighbours the Lumbrigians, that was for sure.

After they entered the town without much fuss, drawing mainly wary glances from the townsfolk and attentive gazes of the porky guards. As was more or less the exact same reception they had received in the other two neutral settlements they had been in the royals paid it little mind. They did however draw the direct attention of thee pig people who had been having a discussion of some import in front of the fanciest building in town before they arrived. After a few moments of deliberation they hurried over and bowed before the party in greeting. King grinned in response to the pigs showing him proper respect. The presumed leader of the trio introduced himself as the Mayor of the compact little town and asked what they needed.

[color=FD0000]”I’M KING BOWSER, THIS IS MY SON BOWSER JR AND THESES OTHER PEOPLE ARE MY MINIONS.”[/color] Bowser said, introducing the party to the mayor. There was a brief pause as the king mulled over what he wanted with the town now that he’d seen it, but ultimately he came back to his initial reason for coming over here, [color=FD0000]”SO... WHERE CAN A GUY GET A DRINK IN THIS PLACE?”[/color]

Jr, who had landed his clown car once they had hit the town’s outskirts, had some actually useful questions. Still a little hung up on the fact that the wheat they had found not being wild, and having realised that it meant either that the scouting info they had gotten was terrible or they were lost asked:   

[color=SpringGreen]“So what's the deal with this place? What's in it? Whats around it? How long you been here? Got any hunting gear we can use or quests for the Adventurers Guild?”[/color] 

The rest of the bombardment of questions was mostly based on stuff he though the guild might want to know that they could possibly be paid for. 

[color=FD0000]”YEAH, THAT STUFF TOO.”[/color] Bowser said, supporting his son’s more useful lines of enquiry.