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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 5[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]////////[/color]/////////////////////////////////////////// (8/50) 
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky -  Al Mamoon
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Midna can use twilight portals to transport objects to and from the Twilight realm. Useful for storing equipment, money, bridge segments, etc. Objects have to be stationary and at hand to be sent to the realm and will appear as such when re-summoned.
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After they’d finished speaking with the suspicious vizier the gang headed back to the market with their new hangers on in tow, a one man band along with the grim looking guy in a hood and clothes vaguely similar to the thieves, at least in terms of materials and machining at least, if not style. There wasn't much to him, she thought, no weapons or fanciful flare that indicated he had magical or supernatural abilities, though she mentally acknowledged that her appraisal only could only go skin deep.

[color=Aquamarine]”So, seeing as you're coming with us and, might, be fighting with us. What’s your whole deal?”[/color] she asked casually and Oopen-endedly as they were searching for the rest of the crew in the market. Best to get an impression of him from the man himself, she thought. She had a vague one of Band as a result of him looking for someone who was working with Crow and it wasn't the best one, but it did mean that he could probably handle himself.

[color=Aquamarine]”I’m Midna by the way”[/color] she added belatedly, realizing they hadn’t done basic introductions properly yet.

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It turned out Primrose's jewelry pawning had been pretty profitable, to an extent that she easily covered their expenses when it came to food and supplies. It also turned out the Queen’s cognition was worth about 250 more than an electric rock, which was kind of sad. Still, as much as Primrose had acquired front he sale of her (and Midna’s) gems and jewels, the team had burned through all her wealth, though what they got would keep them going for quite some time. It turned out that feeding a dozen people for several days was expensive. Rationally she’d known this of course. She knew her logistics. But there had been a mental gap between how much feeding two people and how much feeding an army cost  that had now been filled.

For heat, they got a cold resistant crown and rationalized that their generally fire/heat making abilities and magics would keep them safe, but Minda made a note to try and get a jacket or something for herself once she got her own funds, just in case. It was added to a growing list that she also added an evil detecting wolf amulet Prim had mentioned seeing in the jewelry store, which she thought could be useful for vetting people. 

All in all it looked like the market team’s trip had been a successful one. Midna quickly offered to take hold of some/most of the bulk of the preservable food, using a portal to pop it into a sealed cave back home she used to store various items from time to time, like that sword and shield Link had gotten her while he was a wolf and she’d refused to uses. Funny how she was now considering getting that exact load-out now. 

Now that they’d met back up with the other ladies (and the re-armed Yoshitsune) their next move seemed to be seeking out the viziers troops to get more info on the resistance cells situation. To an extent Minda wanted to just leave the local conflict alone entirely, but she conceded that information was information and if they were going to do the other requests it might get them on the rebels bad side anyway, so it would be best to know what the mess they were getting embroiled in before they stuck their foot into it. 

With that in mind they headed for the home of the Grimleal (during which Midna opened up and thoroughly enjoyed one of the little snack bars she was transporting. After eating mostly meat and candy since they headed out, getting some carbs into her was something her body greatly thanked her for). 

Midna had been expecting another, possibly grimmer, barracks to be where the viziers personal troops lived. She 100% had not expected to find them in the temple of a religious organization, one just as dark and foreboding as the viziers office. Any idea that the man just had bad aesthetics were rapidly crumbling, considering his entire organization shared them. If these people did mean well, and she was seriously doubting that, then optics were definitely not their strong point.

Midna had had a bad feeling about all of this for a while now, which was justified when they came face to face with the elite troops. They could be described as a dramatic and enthusiastic bunch if you were being charitable. Any attempt to elaborate wouldn't put them in a favorable light. 

Worse than their villainous looks, there was a certain degree of assumption that them being there meant they were all prepped and ready to go to war for them. Which was exactly what Midna didn't want. But blunt rejection might well compromise any attempts to get on the vizier's good side. It was a tricky situation to be in.  

Well, they were, in effect, mercenaries in this situation, Midna rationalized, so best to act as such.

[color=Aquamarine]”Spend time getting to knowing your enemy and the battlefield you’ll be fighting them and you’ll spend less time digging graves”[/color] Minda replied (with a quote from a book she’d read that had helpful thrust itself into the forefront of her mind unbidden) to the titanic rabbit woman’s, Ciella’s, comment about supplying them with information being a drag. Putting on the airs of a mercenary general deciding whether to accept a contract or not, she asked them [color=Aquamarine]”So, if we do his, what would we be up against? Considering you all look very capable, it can't be a simple gang of thugs and malcontents right? We talking clashes with guards in the streets, sabotage of infrastructure, assaulting tax collectors, that kind of level of things?“[/color] in an attempt to get a clearer picture of what the Resistance were resisting and how.

[color=Aquamarine]”What’s their deal and how large, organized and individually dangerous are they?“[/color] she followed up in summary, boiling it down to what she really wanted to know before getting anywhere near this tar-pit of an operation.