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[h1][color=0080ff]Niah Bautista[/color][/h1]
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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] Junk Yard - Fargo, North Dakota
[color=0080ff]Skills:[/color] Roman Mythology
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[color=0080ff]"It is Tagalog, means shit."[/color] Niah shrugged. She looked around as the dust settled. [color=0080ff]"Way to make a girl feel useless."[/color] She grinned at the pair of them. [color=0080ff]"There aren't any others hiding inside, right?"[/color] She asked. Then lowered her sword, but kept it in her hand. She slipped into the junkyard building. Niah glanced around and sighed, relieved.

[color=0080ff]"Looks clear."[/color] She could never be certain, but she was willing to say it was clear enough to enter. [color=0080ff]"What do you think we should grab? Sell stuff to a pawn shop?"[/color] She half asked, half suggested. [color=0080ff]"If we find anything of worth."[/color] 

Inside she headed to the register, but her attention landed on a set of armor. [color=0080ff]"Oh."[/color] She paused and stared at the armor, she thought for a moment and then double-checked. [color=0080ff]"I think this was the armor of Scipio Africanus."[/color]