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  What do you mean I ’t Fireball that? Watch me!- Delwin “Boom” dershnomish Pyromancer.

  Aliandra Ali perched on a be protruding from the wall, simply staring vatly into space while her Inspiration slowly refilled her mana pool. Behind her, and behind the wall, the storm of magical bone spears raged on unabated, smashing into splinters against the stone floor with a deafening thuhat filled the air and shook the entire room.

  Ali ig. It was all too much. She was exhausted. The stant focus for the entire duration of this endless battle had sapped her mental reserves and drained her. One small pse in tration was all it had taken for her to instantly lose a Kobold mage.

  That could have been my friends. Ali shuddered as her tired mind jured unwanted images of her friends, impaled and bleeding. She just couldn’t make another mistake. How I get through this? I ’t let them down!

  It hadn’t helped that a couple ues had killed her sed Acolyte. That had just ratcheted everything up several notches into the realm of insanity. Her remaining Acolyte was stantly running low on mana, even parked permaly in the Inspiration circle, and using its strange hands-csped prayer-like skill to recover. There had been a few close calls – really close – where, if Malika hadn’t interve the perfect time, Mato would likely have been crushed, impaled, or immoted.

  She had recovered a lot of mana by destrug the giant Piercer Scorpions, and now she was just using her new Inspiration skill to finish topping up her mana pool as much as possible before she had to wade bato the fight. Her mind drifted with the soothing shifting blue glow of her magid the f sensation of her mana regeing; like droplets of warm golden sunshine slowly filling her from the ihe thunderous roar beyond the wall faded into the background of her awareness as her mind just drifted for a while. I’m not scared anymore. She was a little surprised at the realization. It seemed like she had run out of room inside her for fear.

  “You doing ok, Ali?” Malika asked, gng up from where she sat on the bed fgstones as the thunderous roar of the Skeletal Wyvern’s breath attack began to wane.

  “Just tired,” she said. She could evehe creaky weariness in her own voice.

  “Yes, same,” Malika said, hopping to her feet with a dispy of energy Ali would never have been able to muster.

  I haven’t shot a single bolt, she realized, refleg otle. But she had no idea where she would find additional scraps of mana to use her Are Bolts, let alohe time between frantic barrier casting, and coordinating all her minions. If she ran out of mana, failed to create a barrier in time, or misread the wyvern’s mana, someone would die.

  No, without mana she would be helpless to protect her friends. This fight had been going on for so long that she had already ed all of her potions. In the light of his magic motes, Ali saw pull out yet another potion and down it, remindio rotate some of her mages into the Inspiration circles to recover their mana, too.

  “Everyone ready?” asked, getting nods from her and Malika, and a grunt from Mato.

  He drinks those like dy. As far as she could tell had been drinking a mana potiohree minutes – knowing him, precisely when the prior one expired.

  “I wish I could make another Acolyte,” she muttered as she wearily cmbered to her feet, but nobody heard her over the final cttering of bone spears. Resummoning her dead Acolyte would take a lot of the pressure off, but she had her the mana nor the time to summon even a single creature, let alohe tless failed attempts she would o summon an Acolyte specifically.

  The incessant roar of bone spears smashing on stone faded to an eerie silence, all ambient sounds abruptly extinguished. Not even the g of the bone worms broke the suspeension hanging in the air as if the whole world held its breath.

  The deafening roar of an apex predator, reminding its prey of their insignifice, shattered the moment. Insignifit though she may be, Ali summoned her barrier and stepped out into the open, fixitention on the great Skeletal Wyvern h in the air over the atrium. Specifically, the plex interpy of the mana it was using. The purple mana fme flickered withiy eye sockets as the mours head to transfix her with a pierg gre.

  Something is different. The mana swirling around the monstrous head and roiling within the enormous ribcage where the undead creature’s heart would have been – if it had one – was darker, denser, and far more baleful in appearahan before.

  Ali reized the shimmering and shifting mana formation that signaled a Bone Spear, again w that it seemed far denser, and formed far faster than previously. As soon as she saw the critical moment, she summoned her barrier to block it. The spear smmed intical barrier in an explosion of bone shards and a tinkle of shattering gss, sending the golden slivers of her magic bursting out in a cloud. She gasped at the sight of the sed spear, fired right behind the first, flying through the airborne debris at high speed on its way to impale in the back while he was distracted by a freshly summoned Piercer Scorpion.

  Two! “, duck!” she screamed.

  Desperate to save from the ing double strike, she released her personal barrier and resummo right behind him. Barely in time, the golden barrier flickered to life, instantly exploding into thousands of shards, some of which sliced into as he dodged to the side. A trickle of blood ran down his face from a cut above his eyebrow, but thankfully he was still able to run.

  “Thanks…” he said as he rushed past.

  The foreboding mana coalesced once again f spears. Again, Ali had to use both her barriers to block a pair of spears unched back-to-back.

  They’re double, and they’re ing far faster. It felt terribly vulnerable to be standing out in the open without any personal prote, but Ali had no other choice as the Skeletal Wyvern tio -cast Bone Spears at a dramatically accelerated rate.

  The bd gray clouds of mana densed rapidly within the wyvern’s maw, with the telltale vortex sug streams of mana from the enviro around it.

  “Hide!” Ali yelled the instant she saw it. That was quicker too, she thought as she dashed for cover. How’s it doing this?

  As soon as she and her minions made it to the prote of their wall, called for fireballs. Ali gnced up, and to her surprise found that Mato was already fag four of the Piercer Scorpions. I’m going to run out of mana at this rate. She worried about her minions too. If everything was ing quicker, they would be in serious trouble very soon. She began her Inspiration while instrug her casters to destroy the scorpions. As soon as they all died, Ali rao destruct as many as she could before the battle resumed. I o be more effit. Her destru recovered a lot more mana than the short time she could use Inspiration.

  “Is everything faster now?” Ali asked.

  “Yes,” answered. “I think the Skeletal Wyvern is enraged. Even the elementals are being summoned almost twice as quickly.”

  “That’s not good,” Malika said. “Mato ’t handle much more, and I’m almost out of stamina.”

  “Here,” said, produg a pair of small yellow potions and passing them to Malika.

  “Thanks,” she said, downing one and making the sed vanish. “Hey, are we even doing any damage to that flying bag of bones? Should we quit and e back ter?”

  “My arrows aren’t doing much, but Ali’s shamans are tearing it to pieces,” said.

  “Yes, but we’ve been shooting it forever,” Ali said. “How much health does it even have?”

  “I’m not sure,” admitted. “But maybe we make it one or two more rounds and see how things are at that point?”

  “Ok,” Ali said, dubiously. The enrage and the acceleration in attacks were nerve-wrag, but if the others could tinue, she would try to stick it out.

  They all fanned back out into the open spa front of the atrium as soon as the wyvern ceased its devastating breath attack. The Bone Spears flew thid fast, unched in deadly accurate pairs, f Ali to scramble to block, pushing her focus and the capacity of her Barrier spell to their limits. Her jaw began to ache from g her teeth every time she barely caught a spear about to impale somebody. She gnced into her ste ring’s entment, but she had fihe st of her mana potions long ago. Shit, I’m not going to make it. She watched helplessly as her mana dwindled, like water flowing down a drain. And still, the Bone Spears flew unabated.

  “I’m running out of mana,” she shouted as sprinted past her on light feet, with a Piercer Scorpion in tow.

  “Hang on one moment,” he called out as he maneuvered his pursuer into a good position for Mato. A few moments ter he rinting back out, heading for where another scorpion had already appeared by the remains of what might have once been a shattered desk. “Here,” he said, tossing something to her as he sprinted past.

  Ever grateful for the points she had chosen to i ierity, she caught the corked gss vial filled with dimly glowing blue liquid in one hand.

  Mana Potion – level 12e: Gain 200 mana over 3 minutesCreated by Morwynne Fizzlebang – “Drink up, buttercup!” Potion

  Iween summoning another couple of barriers, she yahe cork out with her teeth, spat it out, and dowhe potion, grimag at the sickly-sweet taste g with the minty fvor and the sensation of her mana pool beginning to refill. It wasn’t a lot pared to her maximum capacity, but she would have to make it work. She dropped the gss vial, tossing it behind her, and scrambled to summon new barriers as the wyvern attempted to impale Malika. Ba the zone once more, she locked her focus on the flying monster’s mana and -cast her barrier spells as she studied the interpy of the monster’s magic against the backdrop of the tinuous barrage of her minions’ Lightning Bolts and Firebolts, and the periodic volleys of ’s bright arrows.

  As soon as she saw the heavy streamers of dungeon mana spiraling into the vortex, she screamed, “Hide!” She sprinted for the cover of the wall, realizing that she was down to twenty-three mana remaining. That was close. Too close.

  Once again, immediately called for her fireballs. Mato bled profusely from several serious gashes and puncture wounds as he swiped at five Piercer Scorpions. Even to Ali’s inexperienced eye, he was struggling.

  “Five!” she excimed.

  “I know, be careful with the fireballs,” Malika shouted, trying to be heard over the din in the background.

  Please don’t kill him, she wished, while instrug her minions to begin the assault. As soon as the first fireball detonated, Malika danced in to heal Mato. She looked tired also, her movements slow enough that she missed dodging a spear strike to her arm and barely got clear in time for the sed fireball. Iwees and fshes of fire and lightning, Ali could see Mato’s silhouette shing out with his huge paws, and being stabbed and sliced by the Piercer Scorpions who even now did not let up with their aggression. His fur was on fire and his body flickered and fshed with the colors of healing; blue-white from Malika, golden-yellow light from her Acolyte, and the deep viridian green of Mato’s own magid the runic circle. He strobed brightly in the ter of the chaotic ball of fire, lightning, and bone magic that filled her vision. As the smoke cleared, Ali breathed a sigh of relief to see Mato still standing, a little dazed and heavily burnt, but alive.

  Ali dashed over and began to destruct as many of the corpses as she could itle time she had avaible, gagging at the stench of burnt flesh and fur. But she powered through, knowing she would desperately he mana for what was to e. When she was done, she turned on her Inspiration for whatever extra she could regee and turo .

  “Thanks for the mana potion,” she said. “That really saved me.”

  He answered with a smile, looking almost as tired as she felt, and tossed her another potion while downing one himself. “Just in case. We’ve got this.”

  I’m not sure where he gets his fidence from.

  As sileuro the battlefield, Ali emerged to find the Skeletal Wyvern cirg above, slowly desding from its usual pce high over the atrium.

  “It’s nding again!” she shouted, her voice loud in the silence.

  Mato burst from cover, tossing ay vial to the ground as his body twisted and stretched, resuming his Bear Form.

  Everyone is running on fumes.

  As soon as his transformation was plete, Mato charged the Skeletal Wyvern. As he deftly maneuvered the giant creature into pce, Ali arranged her minions.

  How does he keep its attention? She had been shooting the wyvern in the air fes, ahe moment it nded, it stuato like a fly to dung. Undead were not reputed to be the smartest monsters, but Mato didn’t have a Taunt skill as far as Ali was aware. Perhaps proximity helps? She made a mental o ask Vivian Ross ime she got the ce.

  “Attack,” she instructed, sparking the storm of firebolts and lightning. The shamans immediately threw their totems behind the grounded wyvern, and, by her Are Insight, Ali saw the tendrils of the Lightning Vulnerability curse settle on the giant skeletal monster.

  Good. She was about to use her Are Bolts for the first time iire fight when the wyvern uself off the ground with its wings and unleashed a near-tinuous stream of Bone Spears from its mouth. The ground shook and bucked as the wyver on an all-out assault trying to skewer Mato with its heavy talons and spears while the wickedly bded tail tore the fgstoo shreds, spraying ks of stone in all dires. Ali immediately summoned her barriers, castiedly into the hazy cloud of shattered magid splintered bohere was no finesse or strategy as she flung as much defensive magic as she could muster into the path of the deadly bone spears.

  A great pilr of yellow-white light bloomed from the Kobold Acolyte like a spotlight shining down on her as she invoked a spectacur stru of holy mana. Ali would have stared in amazement at the increase in power and speed of the Kobold’s casting if it weren’t for the fact that she was desperately trying to summon her barrier magic faster than the deadly spears.

  “Attack there!” Ali instructed, eking a little more focus from who knew where to pay attention to the strategy of her minions’ attacks. “All of you.” The spot she had selected, on the Skeletal Wyvern’s torso, just uhe left wing, suddenly bore the brunt of every single lightning strike and firebolt. In seds, and Malika both adjusted tet the same location. Bone splintered and smoking shards flew in all dires. Malika was fighting ihick of it, heedless of the spray of sharp bone and the blood streaming down her arms.

  As their bined bludgeoning opened a hole ier yer of boe armor, and Ali saw the firebolts striking the inside of the wyvern’s ribcage. Good thing he’s mostly hollow. Recalling the strategy she had used so effectively on the Spitter Drones and Piercer Scorpions, she anded her mages to switch to their fireballs.

  The three Kobold mages began summoning their most powerful magic, bathing Ali’s skin in radia while she still poured her mana into her barriers. With a loud sizzling hiss, the fireballs shot across the battlefield like a trio of burnieorites, passing through the rapidly shrinking hole they had created as the moried tee.

  Three simultaneous detonations rattled the Skeletal Wyvern’s ribcage, igniting it like a bonfire exploding behind a metal grating. The explosion sounded muffled by the sheer bulk of its body, but its deafening roar e was certainly loud enough, apanied by an explosion of fming ks of bohat scattered across the atrium.

  “Yes!” shouted. “Now that was some damage!”

  “Again,” Ali instructed calmly. I just hope they have enough mana.

  The great wings fred wide, surging with mana, and the Wyvern took to the air, leaving Mato sshing uselessly at the air and r in frustration. The lead fireball detonated oside of its armor, spraying fire everywhere. Mato and Malika had to dodge smartly. In the giant maw, the monster’s mana began to dense, f the terrifying maelstrom that sighe rain of bone spears was immi. Once more, the increase in power alpable, visible as the wyvern inhaled mana from the entire breadth of the atrium, pressing it all within the gaping jaws.

  “Hide!” she screamed, sprinting for cover, while at the same time her Storm Shamans unleashed their Lightning Bolts, ripping through the rapidly closing hole in the Skeletal Wyvern’s armor, tearing ks of bone off to fall into the abyss below.

  She felt a rush of heat on her back as the final two fireballs pleted, unched high over the atrium as they shot toward the slowly rising wyvern. Both fireballs flew true, passing right through the hole to be swallowed by the monster’s enormous bulk. A shockwave of pressed air a rocked the room as the wyvern voiced a shuddering roar.

  From nowhere, a flying pte of bone smmed into Ali’s side, knog her to the ground and shattering her arm with an audible snap. She cried out as her head smmed into the shattered shards of the bone spears littering the ground. Dazed, she desperately tried to scramble to her feet, but she stumbled again. She was vulnerable out in the open, and the potent spell the wyvern was about to unleash would leave her as little more than paste on the ground.

  As she turned over, Ali froze, staring aloft. From her spot, sprawled on the ground, she could see the vast bulk of the stri Skeletal Wyvern weaving above the atrium, now spewing fme from various holes blown through its dense armor. Had the boself ignited? One wing was entirely missing, and the bottom of its ribcage had been blown away. It bobbed and lurched erratically as it struggled to fly with just one wing, and then began to plummet toward the stone floor in an untrolled spiral. Her eyes flew wide.

  Then, the wyvern smashed down with a ground-shaking thump apanied by a straering sound that she betedly realized was snapping bones. It twitched owice, before colpsing. Thick tendrils of bck smoke rose slowly from the crumpled heap of shattered and broken bones.

  The purple mana fire in the huge eye sockets flickered with one final, baleful gre as if the beast pted some hideous eternal revenge, before it was snuffed out. Ali’s chime sounded in her mind.

  Yroup has defeated Skeletal Wyvern – Undead Dragon – level 37 (Bone).

  Distantly, she heard Mato’s triumphant roar, and surprisingly, an uncharacteristically exuberant whoop of joy from .

  It’s over. Finally.

  Ali flopped onto her bad just y there staring at the sm wreck of the undead dragon and the lingering remnants of fme that g to everything. She was wrung out, drained, and could barely move a muscle. Her head hurt, and her arm throbbed with pain with every pulse of her heartbeat. Even from this distance, her eyes began to water from the acrid smoke and the sulfurous stench of Kobold fire. She almost didn’t notice her Acolyte scampering over to her side, but the relief as the gentle healing magic filled her body and repaired her arm finally got through to her.

  “Thank you,” she said, gng over at the Kobold, who looked very much the worse for wear, covered in soot with smoke still rising from bed scales. The Kobold simply bowed her head and sat down nearby, her previously pristine white robes covered in dust and debris and sptters of blood.

  She worked hard in this fight. Even right through to the end, when Ali had beeain Mato would die from the accelerated ferocity of the wyvern, this little Kobold had saved the day by pulling off a powerful magiha and keeping pace with the unfathomable damage output of an enraged dragon.

  Ali’s friends emerged from the burnt wreckage of sundered bone, moving like wraiths through the haze of smoke, but the exhaustioched on their faces couldn’t hide the smiles. Everyone made it. I have no idea how, but I’m just… grateful.

  “That was a fight,” Malika said, grunting ily as she flopped down onto her back beside Ali. Malika had almost given Ali a heart attack several times during the fight when she had stepped directly into harm’s way to heal Mato. A stray cw or spear would have been all it took to end it, but she had dodged everything, saved Mato, and waltzed out looking cool and graceful.

  “You say that again!” Mato said. He was still grinning from ear to ear, the silly man. “I couldn’t quite hold that wyvern, bsted wings, but you still mao shoot him out of the sky!”

  sat nearby, part of the circle, but kept quiet, just sharing smiles with everyone.

  We won. It finally began to settle in her mind. They had beaten the monster. And it had taken outstanding teamwork, a healthy slice of lud basically everything they had to do it.

  Grove Warden has reached level 28 (+5).+50 attribute points.

  “Holy sh …” Ali trailed off at the sudden looks of arm from her friends. “I got five levels.” Her tired mind balked, refusing to believe it. However, the notifications didn’t vanish as she half believed they might. She had really gained five levels – and they weren’t the easier early levels either. I didn’t shoot a sihing.

  “Wow,” Mato said.

  “I think we all did,” said. “It was a raid boss, after all.”

  “I got six,” Malika added, a little awed.

  Mato nudged her with his elbow, “Didn’t knoere in a petition?”

  Yet he sounded so chuffed for her that Malika’s expression cracked into a grin, banishing the weariness. “ime, I get to stand around and sp their faces while you run around like a rabid rabbit, alright?”

  Fog on her breathing for a moment, Ali let her mind clear. Each of her friends had the distant expression on their faces that implied they too were studying their notifications. Ali turned her attention back to hers.

  It was level 37. And if ’s Explorer skill was to be believed, it was a boss for the dungeon and a raid-level threat. Not that Ali doubted it for a moment – certainly not after experieng the fight first-hand.

  Perhaps the levels aren’t unjustified.

  Are Insight has reached level 17 (+3).Barrier has reached level 21 (+3).Grimoire of Summoning has reached level 16.Runic Script has reached level 12.Sage of Learning has reached level 13.Martial Insight has reached level 14 (+2).Empowered Summoner has reached level 12 (+4).

  Inspiration has reached level 5 (+4).

  Imprint: Bone Elemental pleted.

  Even her skills had grown dramatically, especially the ones she had been heavily using for the full duration of the fight. Three levels each for Are Insight and Barrier. Four levels for Empowered Summoner. And her skill – Inspiration – had skyrocketed too.

  In addition, she had fifty tribute points. Thinking carefully, she spent five more points oerity, just feneral usefulness – for instance, catg potions in mid bat. Her most crucial skill in the fight had been Are Insight – without the ability to see magic, they would have floundered. She spent thirteen points on perception, notig a sudden sharpening of the ambient mana around her in respohe remaining thirty-two points she split evenly among her primary attributes: wisdom and intelligence.

  But there were reams of golden glowi still marg across the part of the tome in her mind.

  Requirements met for skill adva.

  Barrier has reached level 20.Intelligence has surpassed 85.Used Barrier tinuously to protect yourself and allies for more than half an hour.Saved an ally from certaih with your Barrier.

  Barrier gains Automatic Defense.(Choose an ally. Half of your barrier capacity will be reserved to automatically bloy magic targeting this ally.)

  Requirements met for skill adva.

  Barrier has reached level 21.Intelligence has surpassed 120.Dexterity has reached at least 20.Used a Barrier to prevent yourself from falling to your death.Used a Barrier to stand or sit on, or to levitate your body. Defeated a flying raid-level threat higher than your css level with a team of only four.

  Barrier gains Barrier Mobility.Barrier gains the Movement trait.(You move your barriers freely.)Choose one adva.

  An adva for Barrier? Ali sat up, intrigued aed, reading through the options. They both look so good!

  “Did you get something good?” asked.

  “One moment,” Ali said.

  It seemed that she was being given the choice between two different dires. The first adva – Automatic Defense – seemed to be directly reted to her challenges itle to defeat the Skeletal Wyvern. It would free up a lot of her focus and attention by automatically defending anyone she selected.

  On the surface of it, she loved the idea. She had struggled to focus. But the limitations might be tricky. The ge would sacrifice half her capacity, and she had to choose an ally. Wouldn’t I just have the same trouble? she wondered. Part of the problem, and the reason she had struggled, was that the wyvern had intelligently switched targets if she summoned her barrier too early. If she picked an ally, what would stop it from simply bsting a different one? Oh, it may work well if she applied it to Mato while he was tanking, but how often would there be little to no risk for the rest of them?

  Her sed choice – Barrier Mobility – seemed to have been earned earlier and only just unlocked now as her barrier had reached level twenty-one. Clearly, the requirements referred to her act with the ke when she had blown herself high into the air and had to catch herself from falling with her barrier magic. It was there that she had learo split her magic too. And ever sihen, she had been using her magic as a stepdder or a seat. But there was also the referen the unlock requirements to defeating a raid-level threat monster.

  Seems a little frivolous? She struggled to see how it might be useful in battle other than that she could move the barriers to adjust when the enemy ged their aim. Although, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that might actually be slightly better than the first option.

  “What do you guys think about this?” Ali asked, shariwo choices.

  “You fly?” asked.

  “What?”

  “Barrier Mobility gives your skill the Movement trait,” he said. “That implies it be used to move you.”

  “Oh.” Several thoughts collided in her head at that moment. It would not be the pretty wings she had so envied or dreamed of, like the ones her mother had, but she had always admired the people flying around the library oating ptforms, flying carpets, or other rune-inscribed devices of ingly wrought artifice. Or, if they had the skills, jured wings and flying spells of endless varieties. And if she was h a few meters above the ground, how was a rogue going to sneak up on her?

  Without hesitation, she chose Barrier Mobility.

  Barrier – level 21Mana: Summon an are barrier shield. The barrier is a freeform are magic surface that resists physical and magic damage. You move your barriers freely.Are, Defense, Movement, Intelligence

  Eager to test it out, she summoned a barrier. Much to her surprise, she instantly felt a dramatically increased capacity, and she easily produced a horizontal disk of dense golden light a little rger than three meters in diameter.

  Wow! That’s more than doubled in size.

  “Impressive,” Mato said.

  She reached out with her will aively pushed at the barrier, half expeg the stubborn immobility of before, but the barrier responded instantly, sliding sideways smoothly. She made it move up and down, sideways, and then even flipped it over. It was easy and remarkably intuitive. She simply willed it wherever she wanted, and it moved.

  With risiement and a little trepidation, she willed it to settle on the ground beside her and gingerly stepped out into the middle.

  “Perhaps sit down to start?” Malika suggested.

  added, “And take it slow.”

  Ali couldn’t help notig all their eyes were on her.

  That’s good advice. She settled down sitting cross-legged in the middle of her barrier and then reached out with her will once again. Without a hitch, the barrier smoothly rose about a meter off the ground. With her still sitting on it.

  I’m flying!

  Teically she was levitating herself with her magic, but she didn’t much care about the distin. Her short, useless little wings buzzed against her back with her risiement as she made a slow circle around her friends – as if they too wished to help her fly.

  “This is awesome!” she excimed, as her excitement threateo bubble over.

  “Go, Ali!” Mato chuckled.

  She sped it up, and within moments she was flying circles around her friends, unashamedly showing off, all the while ughing with sheer joy.

  ***

  Name: Aliandra AmarielRace: FaeTitles: A

  Active Buffs: Empowered Summoner

  Css: Grove Warden – level 28- Are Insight – level 17- Are Bolt – level 14- Barrier – level 21- Grimoire of Summoning – level 16- Runic Script – level 12- Sage of Learning – level 13- Martial Insight – level 14- Empowered Summoner – level 12- [Locked]- [Locked]

  General Skills- Reading – level 8- Identify – level 9- Sculpting – level 2- Inspiration – level 5

  Aptitudes- Languages: A Dal'mohran, Elvish, Dwarven, on, Draic, Goblin- Mana (Affinities): Nature, Are- Tiny (Racial): The effects of Strength and Vitality are reduced by 50%- Magical (Racial): The effects of Wisdom and Intelligence are increased by 50%- Domain (Css): Your maximum mana increases with the size of your domain, up to +100%- Domain: -10% maximum health per day domain withdrawal. You have Domain Seributes- Vitality: 54- Strength: 4- Endurance: 15- Dexterity: 25- Perception: 54- Intelligence: 127 (+37)- Wisdom: 108

  Equipment- Body: Tailored Cotton Clothing – level 15- Hands: Wooden Bracelet – level 11- Ring: Bronze Guild Ring – level 10

  Resistance: 216Magical Damage Redu: 21.6%+21% to mana regeion.

  Health: 263/270Stamina: 82/150Mana: 315/3240 (1242 Reserved)

  Grimoire Imprints1- Moss 2- Arrow 3- Armor (Body)4- Dagger 5- Wolf 6- Mushroom 7- Stone 8,9- Kobold 10- Sword 11- Tree 12- Ivy 13- Toxic Slime 14- Goblinoid15- Shield16- Bone Elemental

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