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Jarvan and Twisted Fate both raised their respective weapons towards the sudden voice; Jarvan, his lance, and Twisted Fate, his cards. They would soon realize these actions to be a waste of effort, as the small being, whatever it was, reminded them of a familiar foe, Veigar, what with statements so absurd they couldn't take the yordle-ish being too seriously. However, there was another presence that did seem a bit more intimidating, although it wasn't exactly easy to figure out its location. Or was it? Jarvan and Twisted Fate both simply nodded to each other, and Jarvan turned to address this person while Twisted Fate closed his glowing eyes and smirked, relaxing his arms into his sides and leaning against a tree. One of the many, considering they were in an island filled with the jungle. "Threatening someone you intend negotiate with is unlikely to help with your cause, so I would you lighten your tone." Jarvan replied calmly. "I am Jarvan IV, Prince of Demacia. If you have a diplomatic reason to be trespassing on our lands, then state your business now."
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"Prince?... not exactly what I'm lookin' for," Meepo scoffed at his introduction. "I guess you'll do though,"

She wagged her shovel in the direction of Jarvan, "Alright! Here's the deal... you guys suck! Your island sucks in comparison to everyone else, a crappy realization I know, but I do have an offer for ya'!" Meepo stabbed her shovel into the ground besides her, unleashing the large satchel from her back and sitting on it. These were all attempts to looking powerful. "All these other islands are weak as well, but... they have big explosives, guns, stuff that would blow our kind away. So much for our way of combat right? Neither of us would stand a chance against this kinda power," a grin began to spread on her face. "However... there's an island that has a flaw; it's west of here, and the whole island is ran by a practical child!... they gotta have leadership lacking if that's the case! We could easily trick em', loot em', and nab all the firepower they have!... all we gotta do is work... as in, you guys work for ME, and I won't have your 'pebble of an island' sunken to the bottom of the sea when this is all done," her threat cooed from her lips in a tasteful manner. She awaited his response with the expectation of loyalty... maybe a feast... and maybe all their treasures...