Jennifer Smith
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He was certainly tempted to just forgo the third day of killing bats just to gain a rank up in this skill. He almost felt compelled to, even, but he controlled himself. Lone stood to gain far more by sticking to the plan. He could rank the skill up tomorrow. He chuckled to himself as he put his pick away and nodded at Hamish. He then wandered down the tunnel back to their camp. The dwarf would clean up the tunnel's end before returning himself. After a hearty dinner and some preparations, Lone and…-
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"All ready?" Lone asked Soph. "He went easy on you, right?" She nodded in response. "Yup. My MP is full and I'm good to go!" Her enthusiasm warmed his heart. He smiled and held her gauntleted hand. "Well then, let's go kill some more bats, shall we?" Soph nodded again and then the two of them disappeared. A moment later and they were back on top of the guard tower. Lone could immediately see the 11 corpses from just yesterday down at the square in the distance. The remaining lighting…
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It made sense that Magic Power was the stat to gain the most since the Balor Demon Bats used sound magic, primarily. Still, he felt bitter. Lone was, however, very pleased overall. While the numbers looked big, it was definitely hard to really show off their potential when he couldn't apply the stats themselves. Still, they helped. Vitality and Vigour especially. Each point in those extended how long he could directly fight for, which the most important thing right now when facing the Balor Demon…
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Soph nodded before she created a barrier beneath her to stand on and several more to surround her which she pressed against her body to maintain contact with them. She couldn't teleport with them if she didn't do that, after all. Lone pointed at his ears. He was the intended target, after all. "Come an' 'ave ah go if ya think yer 'ard enuff!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. He honestly half expected to immediately get an 'Ultimate Chav Mastery' skill for his mockery of his…
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"So what's the plan and why can't we just sneak our way through the front door?" Lone asked. "Metaphorically. I don't actually think there's a front door. I'd bet on a gate." He wasn't against the idea of a clever tactic to get the drop on the monsters who lingered in Urd Grun but he felt it was wise to ask why, exactly, this was necessary. Hamish frowned and sighed. "Fair 'nuff. Ah 'avenae really teld ya what kinda powerful fecks live doon 'ere. Tae busy trainin', ah suppose. We'll 'ave time tae…
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First was Swordspear Mastery. Lone didn't really expect to get a new effect at expert rank with this skill since it had developed Pierce at Advanced. That lack of expectation had proven to be correct, sadly. While a new effect would have been great Lone wasn't complaining since one of his most commonly used abilities, Pierce, had become both more deadly and cheaper to use. Polearm Mastery was also a bust on the front of new effects. However, while there was no new…
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"This is harder... than I thought it would be, in all... honesty," Lone confessed as sweat poured down his brow. He was currently locked in place by Hamish's powerful B-ranker aura. As it turned out when someone was using their aura to completely suppress the movements of a singular individual it was actually at least five times more effective than when being used casually or in combat. Such an application of aura control couldn't be used in high-stress situations or when under attack since it…
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Hamish wasn't wrong. It had only taken six two-hour-long training sessions over the course of four days for the skill to reach the maximum rank and level it could possibly attain with the enchantments on the dwarf's daggers. Lone stretched long and hard, pausing his meditation briefly. He, Soph, Breena, and Hamish, were camping out for the night once again after a long day of walking through the Farwinds. He was still trying to get a skill to help him with his nightmares. Doubly so now since sleep…
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She saw Master Lone wince a little but more surprisingly, the dwarf who had claimed to have attempted to murder him shot to his feet with a plate full of food still held in his hands. "Ah'm nae good wae weeuns nor drama. Sort this shite oot yerself, Fox. Thanks fae answerin', though," he said before he turned his back and wandered off to his tent. Breena saw Master Lone smile wryly. "You're welcome." He turned to face her now and she was honestly pretty scared in regards to what he might say. "Since…
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Lone nodded to himself as he finished setting up his and Soph's tent. Breena was the first to be done, being even quicker than the experienced adventurer Hamish, Lone noticed. Likely due to the fact that Daisuke made her and her fellow former slaves do all of the chores like that when they went exploring or travelling to spread the man's 'glorious name'. Initially Lone had thought to use his fort. He'd made it all the way back on Goblin Island, gave it away to the elf victims then remade it on the…
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