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Midria has its fair share of bandits and ordinary troublemakers. But it's the more fantastical threats that career adventurers go after, notably incidents involving magical corruption. Since nagas enjoy a position of being both magically inert [i]and[/i] naturally combative, they are often a favorite to buddy up with on missions.

But, while nagas share casual alignment with humans on sexual matters, establishing a deeper or professional relationship with one is challenging. Nagas tend to find many human personality archetypes irritating. The smooth tongues of spunky, charismatic adventuring lads may work well on slutty cats and vixens, but it tests the patience of some snakes. Despite all that, her serious nature puts their differences aside in times of need.

Everyone loves a good Noodle Nurse, though.

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It's not his fault. All that snussy on the battlefield is distracting to [i]both[/i] friends and foes.

Btw these are the same characters from Post #9557.

[section=AI generated story]The two of you walk on the beaten path, which leads away from the river and further through the forest. You manage to ignore your bleeding shoulder for awhile, but it's becoming painfully obviously to both of you you need some first aid attention.

"Bloody hell..." you mutter, as you feel your shoulder wound. It's getting hard to move it.

"We need to wrap that up," Seiki says, finally breaking her silence.

"Awww you really DO care 'bout me," you force out a tease through gritted teeth.

"Ssshut up and let me do it. You're no good like thisss," she scolds, snatching your satchel to fetch out bandages.

You raise your hands up and she carefully but swiftly strips off your armor down to the shirt, then begins to wrap it around your shoulder.

Your cheeky side can't resist, saying, "I'm sure there's a joke here somewhere about you undressing me, eh?"

She bites back a retort, and gives you a dirty look. "Sssst, how did I end up with you?"

"I'm charming."

"Sssomehow I doubt that."

You playfully boast, "I'll have you know the harpy girls love me!" though given their standards, that's questionable to brag about.

Seiki rolls her eyes, saying "Harpies are stupid creatures. Anyone who willingly wants to be mates with one is even more sssstupid."

You laugh but reply, "Nevermind that! Point is, you and I are made for each other, scales! With my sense of humor, and your, errmm, your willingness to travel with me, we're a match made in heaven."

"Hell would have been more appropriate. Let's go, human," she finishes your wrap job, taking the lead in a decidedly less playful manner.

You smile, though. Good comeback. Maybe she has a sense of humor after all!
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