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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 2[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]////[/color]////////////////////////// (4/30)
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky (desert): Vah Naboris at Lakeside -> Vah Naboris, north of lakeside

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Call the pack: Midna can temporarily summon her other two wolfos into combat at the same time as the one she is using as a mount. The summoning window is brief, a few seconds at best, making it more optimal to use them as part of attacks that act as permanent troops. The wolves can pinwheel like spinning blades, spin dash like drills and even run circles to create vortexes that draw foes in or keep them in place, as well as use any other abilities they might pick up. 

They wolfos can also be larger than the one being used as a mount, though whether this is indicative of their true size or a magical buff is unclear. Whichever is the case, the hulking beasts can be devastating to groups of enemies, careening through them before vanishing back to the twilight realm only to reaper from another angle a number of seconds later.

Passively, this power also lets Midna adjust the size of the wolfos she is riding to suit any shifts in size or proportions she herself experiences.  
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The bespectacled man, his words thickly accented, was the first to introduce himself, calling himself the Medic. He spoke of missing comrades, an unsurprisingly common trend among the other answers she got to her question after what they wanted. He, along with his companion the Heavy, also wanted money and weapons, which was standard fare for mercenaries as far as she was aware. Their desire for hats was oddly specific but perhaps, Midna thought, it was a cultural status thing where important people wore big and/or fancy hats to identify themselves as such.

[color=Aquamarine]”Spirits should be able to fuel those material desires. Well, mostly the weapon one. Defeated monsters and other foes will drop these luminous spirits, which can be crushed to produce useful items, like Tora’s shield over there. Or they can be absorbed into the heart or head to gain their power or skills respectively, though you might get weaknesses of theirs too. Finally you can convince them to work for you as temporarily summon-able minions,”[/color] Midna explained. It was going to come up at some point, so now was as good a time as any to get this piece of information into the hands of their new allies. As weird as some of them were. While the heavy began to exposit on the virtues of his endless sandwich the Doctor showed himself to be one of those people who were obsessed with knowledge above all else with his poorly obfuscated desire to “experiment” on her.

[color=Aquamarine]”As for your final question, Doctor, I am a Twili, though I am a touch cursed and spirit warped at the moment. Also, [i]incidentally[/i], while you can look all you want I’m afraid you can’t touch. Sorry, you're just not to my taste. Don’t feel too bad though, there are plenty of weird and wonderful fish in the sea for you to experiment on, I’m sure,”[/color] she told him in a mock rejection, though she also more seriously shook her head and made a face when Poppi came along to ask about healing that was a very clear communication of “no, not on her either” 

Speaking of taste, the heavy’s talk about and then sharing his sandwich with Braum had attracted the attention of most of the other men on their vessel to talk about food from their home realms. All baring Fox. The leader of the scouting mission had returned last of all, barely slipping onto the craft in time to join their escape. Despite his near unequivocal success (they still had to free the newcomers, but otherwise had swelled their ranks without coming to harm themselves) the man looked troubled and even disheartened as he silently slipped past the talkative folks with near a word. She wondered what had happened, but didn’t pry. Not yet anyway.

Unlike their prior trip, there wasn’t time for in depth discussion as they rounded the Oasis. Midna’s reasoning was not wanting to risk finding out if they’d get bogged down in the water, but she didn’t exactly plow through the trees or other life clinging to the edge of the desert sanctuary either. As they approached the Pyramid a sharp eyed Poppi spotted the Thieves surfing down its side, safe and sound, along with the search party and a new plus one, which was reliving but also put a damper on Midna’s new warrior spirit.

[color=Aquamarine]”You all got back alive. Good boy”[/color] Midna replied to Mona’s demand for praise once they arrived back onboard, but it got intercepted by a creature who did not being treated like a pet as condescending as Midna’s wolfos, which had dutifully escorted Primrose all the way through the pyramid as instructed, bounded over and then sat before its mistress, tongue panting and tail wagging.

[color=Aquamarine]”That wasn’t…”[/color] She said before sighing [color=Aquamarine]”Yes yes, you did well now go home and wash, your coat is dusty”[/color] she told it, Primroses best efforts of dusting the beast off apparently not quite good enough for the princess. Sand grains on bare skin were never fun no matter how few there were, you didn’t need to be a pea under a half dozen mattresses sensing Princess to get annoyed at them. The shadow beast would likely appreciate the ability to cool off regardless after a job well done and so it happily hopped through a twilight portal back to wherever it called home. 

Midna did indeed lose track of the thieves’ latest member as soon as she had introduced herself, though this was mainly because Mona approached her and gave her the rundown of the obstacles that would be in their way as they headed for the mountain, notably a cliff face that seemed to block off progress further north. A worrying development as, as he pointed out, it would mean they would need to leave the ancient anti Ganon weapon behind to proceed any further.

[color=Aquamarine]”That’s.. Not good,”[/color] She said. The warning was useful, so as she set them on their way round the pyramid and then towards this broken bridge once she spotted it she had time to think over the implications.

[color=Aquamarine]”Maybe I can control it remotely and still use the main long ranged spell? Or send it back to the entrance to hand over control to Zelda or another mercenary so they can sweep the area after we’ve moved on?”[/color] She pondered as she floated away and examined the central control unit more closely to see what she could do with it if they were indeed forced to leave it behind.

While they traveled north she drifted to and fro and thought this over she caught sight of Fox again and, remembering his silent return, decided to see what the deal was.

[color=Aquamarine]”So, what’s the matter with you foxy? I thought you’d be happy with how your plan turned out, but you sure didn’t look it earlier”[/color] she asked him as she drifted by, before settling down on a nearby platform to hear if he had anything to say.