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The mushrooms wiggled slightly as the party stood there. A bright colorful bird, swept through the trees and settled on a nearby branch. Its long tail feathers almost touched the forest floor from the canopy and it watched the little party as it preened itself.

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[center]Baby Blue 1:
Lvl 15
Health: [color=F80000]4000[/color]/[color=F80000]4000[/color]
Mana: [color=00EFF8]2000[/color]/[color=00EFF8]2000[/color]
Aggro: None

Baby Blue 2:
Lvl 15
Health: [color=F80000]4000[/color]/[color=F80000]4000[/color]
Mana: [color=00EFF8]2000[/color]/[color=00EFF8]2000[/color]
Aggro: None

Baby Blue 3:
Lvl 15
Health: [color=F80000]4000[/color]/[color=F80000]4000[/color]
Mana: [color=00EFF8]2000[/color]/[color=00EFF8]2000[/color]
Aggro: None[/center]


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A creature around hip height dashed out from the undergrowth ahead of Aura and the bushes rustled behind her to reveal another. Both of them paused and regarded Aura with a long pause before letting out a series of chirps and turning their attention on her. Curiously enough, the Chitter in front of Aura wasn’t at full health.  

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[center]Chitter 1: (Left)
Lvl: 13
Health: [color=F80000]1050[/color]/[color=F80000]1250[/color]
Mana: [color=00EFF8]2500[/color]/[color=00EFF8]2500[/color]

Chitter 2: (Right)
Lvl: 13
Health: [color=F80000]1250[/color]/[color=F80000]1250[/color]
Mana: [color=00EFF8]2500[/color]/[color=00EFF8]2500[/color][/center]


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[color=C69103] “Morrigan strike me through, another damn Alfor.”[/color] The man grumbled none too quietly as he finished wrapping a greataxe for a woman who, despite the animal pelt armor and rugged demeanor, didn’t seem quite the right fit for the weapon. 

[color=D5F92C] “Thanks for the upkeep, Bidthrone. Plenty of monsters to kill, not enough to time to craft.”[/color] Wilfred turned and cocked a brow at Prome. [color=D5F92C] “Scientific advancement? What sort of advancement are you talking about?”[/color]

[color=C69103]“Don’t ya be taking to his ramblings, lassie. If he’s anything like Alfor, he’ll be talking in circles and ya still won’t know what his anvil will be hot with at sundown.”[/color] Bidthron groused. [color=C69103] “Thirty Iron and 2 Rubies? 9 gold pieces paid of front. Not doin’ any of this “layaway” or “credit” system you adventure types seem so keen on recently.”[/color]