(In a plains biome) [player]: "There! Ceiling's done! No more Skeleton's going to shoot in here!" (A heavily pregnant female Lesser Naga bangs its head on the obsidian walls of [player]'s base) Female Lesser Naga: "OW! Stupid obsidian!" (starts having contractions earlier than planned) "Oh no. Not now. The only one who can help is inside those obsidian walls! Okay...on the count on three. One...two...three!" (While [player] is taking care of their stuff, the female Lesser Naga lets out a pained roar - destroying the obsidian walls) [player]: (hears the roar and jumps in surprise) "What the-?!" (The female Lesser Naga struggles to stand upright and winces in pain) [player]: "Oh my god! Are you alright? What happened?" Female Lesser Naga: (panting heavily) "I...I need help. My baby...it's coming." [player]: "Okay, okay. Let's get you somewhere safe. I have a spare room. Come with me." (The female Lesser Naga nods weakly, gritting her teeth in agony as [player] helps her inside. [Player] quickly sets up a comfortable bed and prepares some blankets) [player]: "Here, lie down. I'll get some water and towels." (The female Lesser Naga nods and lays down, her body racked with contractions) [player]: (returns with water and towels) "Okay, just breathe. You're doing great." (The female Lesser Naga takes deep breaths and focuses on the task ahead, her determination unwavering) [player]: "So...what's your name?" Female Lesser Naga: "Avia. And yours?"