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*Neia is lost once again, this time in the enchanted forests north of Arenhil. She walks around and looks for any signs of life but is unable to find any. She is unaware of the fact that her skirt ripped off, and the only thing covering her large behind is her thin shorts, which hug her tight curves. After looking around for a little while, she sighs and looks to the ground.*
Neia: "Oh fiddlesticks... I'm lost... again... Why can't anything go my way for once?"
*She then continues to keep walking through the forest until she comes across a clearing. At that clearing, there is a dead tree in the middle. She walks up it and rests on one of the low hanging branches.**Due to her weight and the weakness of the branch, the branch snaps, causing her to fall onto her hands and knees. Once she falls, she sighs deeply and tries to get up, but fails to do so.**She looks up and notices a person approaching her; due to their hooded cloak, she is unable to see this mysterious individual's face. Unaware of the potential danger, due to her lack of common sense, she greets them in her usual happy tone.*
Neia: "Oh, greetings, fellow adventurer! My name is... Neia Nox, and I am a healer for the Arenhil army... but I seemed to have lost my way around... do you know where Arenhil even is? The forest has made me lose my bearings..."
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