Jessica Jackson
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Shaking her head, Sophie's swordsmanship and martial arts instructor said, "You are improving a lot, that is clear to see, but only with the Baat Jaam Dou form. You will never truly master the art if you cannot also wholly understand the hand-to-hand portion of the technique. You have yet to even master only the first form of this aspect, Siu Nim Tau." Sophie frowned as her face glistened under the sunlight from the sweat slowly dripping down forehead and cheeks. "Wing Chun may not be a perfect fit for…
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One of Duke Malik's two retainers stood and slammed his fist against the table, denting it severely. "How dare you speak to the duke like that! You're nothing but an insignificant foreign noble! If you refuse to speak of your peerage and of where you came from then you have no right to berate our lord as you have!" Lone could see Sophie sneering as he thought, He was easily the youngest person present for this retainer to have been so easily manipulated and to have such an immature outburst spoke…
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The blue-haired foxkin looked shocked and then immediately outraged upon processing the two dismissive and equally rude questions. However, before he could open his mouth to potentially escalate matters further, he was beaten to the punch by Lone. Pulling out his adventurer tag and displaying it, he said, "I am gold-silver plate adventurer Lone Immortus, Immortus the Immortal. I'm currently on a quest to escort the merchant group behind me through these lands. We have no business with you just as you have…
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Lone was saddened to have only learned one new skill from the training session. He supposed it made sense. The more weapon masteries he earned, the fewer there were out there to copy. Still, Longbow Mastery seemed like an interesting skill. It implied the elements were actual entities that somehow differed from their magical and mundane counterparts. Lone wondered if 'the Wind' referenced here was similar to the Stone. He had no idea but it was an interesting line of thought. His mind drifted back to the…
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"You truly are strong," Rodorick commented as he led Lone away from the makeshift battlements that were being disassembled. "Did you really injure Prince Keining?" "I'd met a few Golden Foxkin before they vanished. None could have ended such a large monster stampede so quickly and so effortlessly at B-rank. You must be their hidden prodigy sent to announce their return to the public-facing world, huh?" Rodorick said only half-seriously. Lone chuckled. "Nah, I've never met another Golden Foxkin before.…
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As the merchants were busy arranging the wagons and carriages into a circular formation to defend from all sides, Lone had used the Blood Clone floating around in his veins to fly above the makeshift battlement directly above its centre. He was sitting in a cross-legged position while Breena and Sophie were at his side, both of them standing on a barrier Sophie had conjured. The Blood Clone assigned to protect Sophie floated around her head peacefully and it was ready to block any and all attacks made…
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"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lone Immortus," the man whose race Lone knew to be Flint Wolfkin replied. "Officially I'm Rodorick Halbundon, the owner of an independent merchant band under the Elgoran Merchant's Union. To a fellow beastkin, however, I'm Esto Silverfang. Now, you said 'negotiations'. Can I go ahead and presume you and your companions exceed the requirements I listed in the quest at The Adventurer's Guild? If not, I will sadly have to turn you away. It won't count as a failed quest but you…
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Soph nodded. Lone would like this quest. It sounded easy and was a way for him to meet new people and possibly make useful connections, all things he enjoyed to some degree. New people meant new facts to learn and possible skills to earn, while connections were the same. If a second adventurer group were to tag along or maybe even two given the standard size of a party, that would give Lone the excuse to obtain their skills while training or whatever other reason her clever lover could come up with. Soph…
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He was only a few streets away from the nearest guild branch and if Soph gave the signal, a few unfortunate things would come to pass. Unfortunate for the city and its ruler, not for Lone and his friends. He was really hoping he hadn't misjudged the prince of this city. Lone had expected as much the moment he learned it was possible to sense MP in others. He silently thanked Soph's absurd Luck for no harm coming to his sister and her friends as a result of the kidnapping incident half a year ago. He was…
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Lone shrugged in response to his sister's question. "Not really sure. Once a month or so? I'm invested in all of your growth, so much more often than once every half year at least. Speaking of half a year though, How're you guys doin' skill-wise? I see Scott is an H-ranker now. Congrats, big man." Scott wore a prideful smile. "Got in a bar fight and ended up an H-ranker after the dust settled." "More like Lone watched Hazel wipe her wet eyes before saying, "It cost us a lot to pay for the chair your…
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