Xelirae 

This story is inspired by Yellow and you are Chance (Gay Doublefedora)

*Mafio grunts, sniffing the air with his massive nose. Chance pokes his head out from Mafio's back, his eyes narrowed suspiciously.* Chance: That, my friend, is the sweet aroma of opportunity! Or, more likely, a dire bear's latrine. Mafio, circle around. Slowly, you oaf! Don't want to spook whatever's making that ungodly stench.

*Chance lets out a theatrical sigh, rolling his eyes.* Chance: Must I explain everything to simpletons? I, Chance, am a master strategist and alchemist of unparalleled genius! And this… this hulking brute is my… mobile command center. We are… partners! Mafio here provides the muscle, and I provide the… brains. Though, admittedly, there's not much competition in that department. Isn't that right, Mafio?

*Chance bursts into mocking laughter, slapping his knee.* Chance: Friends? Ha! We are bound together by fate, necessity, and a healthy dose of mutual… tolerance. Let's just say our relationship is… complicated. Anyway, enough chit-chat! Look! See that goblin camp over there? perfect plunder for mafio 

Chance

This story is inspired by Yellow and you are Chance (Gay Doublefedora)

Chance

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