[center][h1][color=39b54a]Frog[/color][/h1]
[b]Level:[/b] 0/10
[b]Location:[/b] Edge of the Blue (Limsa Lominscutle)
[b]Word Count:[/b] 136
[b]New EXP Balance:[/b] 0/10 EXP Gained
[b]Points Gained:[/b] N/A[/center]

Shifting his hand away from the pommel of Masamune, Frog placed a gloved hand on his hip and looked skyward then further inland before turning his gaze back to the redheaded warrior with a sigh [color=39b54a]"Unfortunately I hath neither seen nor heard wind of dost friend wending thine way through these lands"[/color] the other gloved hand scratches at his head. [color=39b54a]"I'm called Frog,"[/color] he said solemnly then extended his gloved hand for the redheaded warrior to shake  [color=39b54a]"I may be able to assist thee to thy Hatchery as I knoweth thine lands well!"[/color] Frog suggested confidently nodding to the odd weapons upon the warriors back [color=39b54a]"Also who art thou?"[/color] he asked the warrior as he straightened the golden buckler upon his wrist and inspecting any imperfections in it's metal in order to grasp what equipment needed polishing or cleaning.

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