Neffy
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"E-eep?" Goblins? Well, they were certainly scary, weren't they? They had a hard to pronounce name, and looked the part too. The Nem would glance back at her companions. Someone made a joke about her ending up in a soup. "...I'm not...very tasty." Neffy would rebutte, not seeming to understand that it was probably just a playful jab. Briefly, she'd imagine a large pot of Neffy stew. "Oh dear...I miss the desert...a-ah! Trina wait...!"

The Nem ran off after the fairy, making sure to keep her wits about her. She didn't want the fairy (or herself) To actually end up in a goblin stew of some sort. Still...goblins hm? Well, really, they shouldn't be too much of a problem, should they? As long as she could...sneak up on them, of course.