Aliandra

  After breakfast, Ali followed Malika out into the darkness as they searched for moo test themselves against. The transition as she stepped out of her mossy domain around the shrine and into the rger cavern was jarring, going from invigorating and vibrant to death and decay in the space of just a couple of steps. Ali shivered involuntarily and summoned a small barrier fht, trying not to breathe quite so deeply through her nose.

  As her magic skill leveled up and she ied more in her intelligeribute, she sensed her trol and proficy with her barriers improving dramatically. It was just yesterday that she required intense focus to pce the barrier, and little to no trol over how it appeared. Now she could summon the structs easily, pg them o a time for illumination, and with just a little more attention she could even limit the size of the barrier substantially to serve her mana.

  It seemed that her and Malika’s efforts yesterday had eliminated most of the nearby monsters and so it took a fair while to walk to an unexplored area. Either the monsters had territories, or they simply hadn’t noticed the gaps yet.

  She took the opportunity to really look around at what had bee of her home. Many of the a oaks still stood, trunks wider around than houses – but they were bed and dead, slowly succumbing to decay and the predations of the ever-present mushrooms and fungi. It was still astounding to her that they had survived intact for so many louries. The terrain too, had ged – transformed beynition. What had once beele forested hills with beautiful streams and trees, filled with birds and wildlife, was now muddy moss, boulders, deg wood, and scattered bones. As they moved further and further from the shrihe pretty glowing mushrooms grew progressively scarcer, repced by pitch-bck fungi that ied the dead wood and bohe reek of decay and rot quickly became cloying. The piles of bones grew progressively more on and stacked up higher and higher till they appeared at a distance like dunes or drifts of gruesome, horrifying snow. It seemed as if the shriself had been standing as a bea, the st bastion holding back the darkness and decay as the ages ravaged her father’s old domain.

  The air hung heavy with an oppressive stillness, broken only by the distant howls and screeches of the mohat lurked in the foreboding gloom steeped in the a lingering remnants of the Blind Lich’s touch. That skin-crawling chill of his mana seemed to emanate from the very ground, just like the prig premonitions she had felt on that awful day on the way to meet Maeria, turning the once-vibrant Grove into a crypt.

  Nevyn Eld. She could only imagine what he must have doo turhriving city of Dal’mohra, and the verdant life of her father’s forest, into this.

  “Over there,” Malika whispered, halting their advance.

  Up ahead, rooting around among the bones arees, she saw three Sewer Rats. Despite all the practice from yesterday, Ali couldn’t quite quell the ahat rose withihis would be the first time they were going to try to tackle a group together – at least on purpose.

  Sewer Rat – level 2-3 x3.

  She called out the levels for Malika’s be.

  “Ok,” Malika said. “You use your roots on the level two rat. I will tank the others while you shoot from the bad act as lookout.”

  “What is ‘tank’?” Ali didn’t uand the unfamiliar term. She still struggled occasionally with her new profi the on nguage of this time, but Malika’s usage hi a more specific meaning – something that eluded her.

  “I keep fetting you didn’t have any bat experience or training growing up,” Malika said. “Tank is adventurer jargon fetting hit – or being the person who puts themselves in front of the moo get hit. I will go over and annoy the rats, so they hit me instead of you, that way you are free to shoot and trol the other rat.”

  “That sounds unfair,” Ali frowned. “I will fight too – I even put points into vitality like you suggested. I don’t want you to have to do all the hard work because I’m weaker.”

  Is she looking down on me because I’m not as tough as she is? It didn’t help that Ali didn’t think she was all that tough herself, and Malika certainly had experieh a rather rougher life.

  Malika stopped and turo face her, a serious expression appearing on her face. “I already know you’re brave,” she replied. “But think about what each of us is good at. I have more than twice your health, I have an armor and a dodge skill, a heal, and I only attack from close up. Your are magi dish out some serious damage, but you ’t use it if you’re beien by a rat. I’m n to be desding; I really think this is how to get the most out of both of our csses.”

  “Oh, I didn’t think of it like that,” Ali said, a little chagri her snap judgment. She had often enjoyed optimization problems and when Malika put it like that, it really did make sense. “So, you’re trying to get the most out of us specializing?”

  “Yes, exactly,” she said smiling. “You provide trol, lookout, and damage. I’m the tank and healer. It’s called teamwork.”

  Smiling uainly at the obvious attempt at a joke, Ali asked, “Is that always going to be my role?”

  “No, it will ge depending on who is in roup, and what we are fighting,” Malika answered. “Though, you’re uo ever be the tank.”

  Tiny tank! Tada! Surely, she could be the best tank under oer. She was certainly cuter than any Gnome warrior she had seen.

  Malika paused for a moment and then added, “Just remember, I’m doing this by what I was taught. I am just as inexperienced as you. If you think of a better idea, then we defiry it.”

  “Ok I’m ready,” Ali said. She liked Malika’s ho and open manner and having her share her thinking and admit her own inexperience made Ali feel a lot better. Also, having names for the roles made it sound very official. While she k was a trivial thing, Ali liked the sound of her roles.

  “Ok, begin with the roots,” Malika said. “I’ll attack as soon as they notice us.”

  Shifting forward until she was close enough to use her spell, Ali cast her Grasping Roots on the weakest rat. It was like dumping a stink bomb into a crowded café. As soon as the roots erupted from the ground trapping the rat, chaos erupted with screeches, hisses, and the mad scramble of sharp cws. The two free rats turoward her and charged in a blur of scraggly fur and bared teeth. Fear surged through her at the sight of the monstrous rats bearing down on her with clear killing i in their bck eyes. She gritted her teeth and stood her ground through pure willpower, using a little mana to create a Barrier in front of herself just in case.

  I’m still not over that first rat. Malika, where are you?

  As if summoned by her terrified plea, Malika dashed in from the side, intercepting both rats. Her magic flickered, bright blue-white as of energy that fshed with every impact as she danced among the monsters, delivering kicks and punches with grad precision.

  Reminding herself of Malika’s careful pn, Ali held her position with a ess she felt in no bone of her body, waiting until both rats were fully focused on her friend. It was far harder than she had thought. Gleaming cws sshed at Malika’s ribs. Yellowed teeth s her face, as a snarling brawl erupted. Through it all, Ali had to stand there and watch the blood fly.

  e to think of it, perhaps tanking isn’t my thing…

  “Ok, now!” Malika yelled.

  Ali picked the closer rat and fired. Her are bolts arced over her barrier and nced into the rat’s bad shoulders, nding with a sequence of quick thumps elig pained screeches and leaving thin wisps of smoke rising from the points of impact.

  Ali took her roles seriously.

  Trusting the bolts to do their work, she made sure to s the surroundings for ara mohat may have heard the ruckus, and then she double-checked her root magic just in case. Her attention sed back to the battle, and she immediately saw why Malika had assigned her the lookout role. Malika was dodging and weaving around the rats so much that it was unlikely she had a awareness of the surrounding area.

  She sent another volley of bolts at the rat before she recast her root magic, keeping the frustrated third rat well out of the way. Ali’s heart raced. When they had been discussing the strategy, her three roles seemed easy. Almost trivial. Now, in the face of three furious, snarling monsters, their success depended on her doing her part and she found it to be infinitely more challenging. She sed the area again, and finding nothing, fired another volley of bolts. Much to Ali’s surprise, the rat slumped to the ground in a heap.

  “Good job!” Malika shouted, a little breathless from dodging.

  So quibsp;She took a sed to s the battlefield, taking stock of the fight so far. To her surprise, she realized she had been able to maintain her are bolts, even while taking on all her other tasks simultaneously. Malika was right, the extra points in my intelligeribute definitely improved my trol.

  Malika’s magic fshed as she healed herself, and then a kick shed out with enough power to send the other rat sprawling. Ali immediately responded, adding her are magic to the fight, making sure to maintain her vigin the surroundings and refresh her roots.

  It’s w.

  And she hadn’t even needed her Barrier magic yet. Everything seemed to be going acc to the pn. Even though her heart was rag, it didn’t seem to be out of fear – not anymore. Am I excited? Even though she wouldn’t describe her feelings as happy, Ali decided she could begin to uand the term ‘thrill of battle’.

  The sed rat died to a brutal glowing kick to the side of the head and three of Ali’s golden bolts smming into its back. At once, Malika charged over to the rat Ali had been keeping trapped for the entire fight. With a withering flurry of punches and kicks, and Ali’s gracefully arg are magic, the final rat colpsed, and the battle was suddenly over as silence desded once more. Ali remembered to s the area again before she rao chealika. While her clothes were mostly in tatters, she didn’t have a scrat her.

  “Are you ok?” Ali asked, a little breathless.

  “I healed myself, Ali,” she said.

  “Oh, of course. It went well, don’t you think?” Ali asked. It had felt like it went well, but she wasly certai came to bat.

  “Yes,” Malika said, “that erfeo surprises and everythi well. Let’s regee our mana and then go find some more rats.”

  Ali quickly destructed all three rats and waited while Malika restored her stamina and mana usiation.

  For the remainder of the m – at least, Ali chose to think of it as m – they hunted rats. The uing darkness down in the cavern was beginning to mess with her sense of time, but Ali was filled with a sense of purpose as she rapidly grew in her uanding of bat as a mage.

  Not all the fights went quite as smoothly as the first. Occasionally, her roots would break earlier than expected and she would have to react with her Barrier tain trol. Once, ara rat had tried to ambush Ali from behind and it had been only Malika’s timely warning that allowed her to save it with a Barrier. It had been chaos for a while, but she had mao cast a sed Grasping Roots, barely managing to hang on to both spells, but as soon as Malika had mao secure three of the rats, things had stabilized.

  Tank sounds so weird as a verb, Ali thought, but she was making an effort to adopt the proper terms, and she uood the i of the word clearly now after having seen Malika take the role time and again.

  As they headed back to the shrine, Ali reflected on her upbeat mood. She hadn’t expected bat to require such specialization and teamwork, but in hindsight, and with the experience she had gained, it made a lot more sense. With a teammate like Malika helping her with strategy, fighti much less crazy and untrolled – and when things did go poorly, Ali was being much more adept at reag to the ever-ging situations with effective responses.

  Ali paused as she entered her little patoss around the shriopping to take a deep breath and savor the sudden feeling of vitality and energy she sensed from her domain. She and Malika had been fighting all m, with little downtime, but somehow, she wasn’t nearly as tired as she expected. I’m not getting injured as muymore, she reasoned. And I feel a lot less stressed.

  Sitting down on the moss near Malika, Ali sed through the notifications from their m of rat hunting.

  Yroup has defeated Sewer Rat – level 2-3 x8.

  Grove Warden has reached level 3.+10 attribute points.

  Grasping Roots has reached level 4.Are Bolt has reached level 4.Barrier has reached level 4.

  It seemed crazy that they had defeated so many rats. Even though it had taken at least three or four hours, it was still more than she ever imagined she could survive.

  “I got to level three!” she excimed.

  “gratutions,” Malika smiled. “I just got it o fight, too. That’s det progress, Ali.”

  “What should I do with my points? More vitality? The intelligence has been helping a lot, and I hardly got hit today.”

  “There were a few close calls,” Malika said thoughtfully. “Like whe that add.”

  Add? It took Ali a sed before she recalled that Malika liked using the term ‘add’ as a shorthand reference for ‘additional monster’. More adventurer jargon. When they had iently attracted ara Sewer Rat mid-bat, things had bee unstable really quickly. She had been quiough to save the situation with a Barrier before Malika could grab the attention of the rat, but it could have so easily gotten so much worse. Just a small pse in focus caused by pain or fear could have caused the entire fight to spiral into disaster.

  “That’s true,” Ali replied.

  “It’s a bang act that only you decide. Intelligence makes your spells hit harder, making the fights shorter and safer, so it’s valuable, too. But my dad always told me, this is not the legends or the stories where the gods reach down and give you a sed ce. If you must misjudge your vitality, you would much rather have too much than too little.”

  Ali fell silent for a while, sidering the tradeoffs. My racial Aptitude redug my health is really problematibsp;she reflected, realizing now why so few Fae had chosen bat csses, even given their powerful magical talents. The risks are all too real.

  Eventually, hoping that she was being smart, she decided on six points for vitality, splitting the remainder between Intelligend Wisdom. I do get fifty pert more damage per point of intelligenbsp;she thought, reasoning that the flip side of her racial aptitude somewhat mitigated the cost of spending fewer points on intelligence.

  Seeing that Malika had settled into her Meditation, and not wanting to disturb her, Ali got up and headed to the edge of her moss patch, intending to work on expanding it a little bit. For a few minutes, she busied herself destrug a pile of bones and dead wood, enjoying the sense of her mana flowing through her body, and the idea that she was slowly ing up the space. When she was done, she filled the newly vacated area with fresh moss and then moved off to start a new se nearby.

  Right beside her, she found her first rat, still strung up and bound by the roots she had so desperately grown to defend herself. She walked over to i it, and suddenly wrinkled her nose in disgust as the reek of death and decay assaulted her nostrils. A mass of something white and crawly writhed within its open mouth, and somehow the bck fungi had already begun izing its back, sprouting up out of the fur.

  That fight had been terrifying, in a way that had left a sting impression on her. She remembered her helplessness, the blood p from her wounds, and her rage at the unfairness of the world.

  You’re not so scary anymore, are you? she thought, sidering how she had spent the entire m hunting rats just like this one, on purpose, taking on three or sometimes even four at a time. That’s the power of a css and bat skills, she thought. She had always known having a css would make an enormous difference, but it was something else to experie so directly. Don’t fet, there are far more dangerous mohan rats out there.

  At least this was something she could up. Stretg out her hand, Ali eled her Destruagid the sight of such a terrifying foe dissolving into golden motes of mana rofoundly satisfying. Like she was simultaneously destrug her trauma and fear. Proof that she had stood her ground and grown from the experience. As soon as the corpse disappeared, Ali felt the familiar pressure behind her eyes.

  Imprint: Sewer Rat pleted.

  Sewer Rat? I did not want that! Ali’s Grimoire popped ience, opening itself to the first empty chapter automatically. What happens if they’re all full? She had noticed that it seemed to grow ara chapter every time the skill level increased, but it seemed pusible that she might run out of chapters if she wasn’t careful. For now, though, she had space, so she itted the knowledge to the pages of her Grimoire, once again watg the light show of the inscription with rapt fasation.

  She was just about to try the new imprint when she suddenly stopped cold as she sidered what it actually was.

  “Malika,” she called out, “I got a new imprint, but it’s for the Sewer Rat. I want to try creating one, but I’m not sure if it will attack us. What do you think?”

  Malika sprang to her feet. “You should totally try it,” she said. “O should be easy for us to handle now, even if it’s hostile.”

  firming that Malika was ready, Ali sent her mana into the imprint. The light and runes were bigger than when she created moss, aually, it all coalesced into the familiar shape of a rat. Ali felt a pull from where she normally felt her mana draining when she used skills eg to the rat.

  Your reserved mana has increased by +15.Grimoire of Summoning has reached level 5.

  In front of her stood a huge grayish rat, just like every Sewer Rat they had fought, though a little er and less smelly on at of having been freshly created. It shuffled about and she air, gazing around. It looked at Ali for a moment, and then stared at Malika, sniffing at her, too. Their teandoff tinued for a while before the rat lost i and resumed its shuffling about.

  Sewer Rat – level 2

  “It doesn’t look hostile,” Malika said.

  Ali was shocked to see Malika poking the creature, but the rat had no overt rea to Malika trying to annoy it.

  Is it waiting for something? Ali sidered the situation.

  “ you make it do anything?” Malika asked, clearly ing to the same clusion.

  “I’m not sure…” Ali said. Turning to the rat she anded, “Sit!” The rat looked up at the sound of her voice, but quickly lost i and tinued meandering about.

  “It probably it doesn’t uand on,” Malika mused, then added a smirk that made Ali flush.

  She tried again in each of the nguages she knew, but the results were the same. She puzzled over the problem for a few moments before an idea occurred to her. Mustering her will, she visualized her iion – in much the same way as she focused on a target for Are Bolt, but an a instead of a thing – a it out along the mana e she had felt when she had created the creature.

  “Sit!”

  It promptly sat.

  “Oh wow, that’s cool!” Malika excimed.

  “I didn’t expect that to work,” Ali said, rather surprised. “It seems to respond to mental iion and mana, somehow.”

  “What else you get it to do?” Malika asked excitedly.

  What followed was a series ymnastid track events as they experimented with various ideas. The rat could follow surprisingly sophisticated ands such as “Follow Malika”, or “Run to that rod e back.” Ali quickly learhat the vocalization of the and was not even necessary, just her i.

  “I got some straification about reserved mana,” Ali said, eventually tiring of ing up with crazy ideas for the rat to do and instead recalling the unusual message she had received when she created the rat.

  Pulling up her status, she showed Malika her mana pool.

  Mana: 385/400 (15 Reserved)

  “I have a few skills that do that, too,” Malika said. “You have four hundred mana, but fifteen is set aside for the skill.”

  “Ah, I see. What happens if I take the mana back?” Ali asked.

  “For me, that just turns off my skill,” Malika answered.

  Ali reached for the pce where she felt the mana e and pulled. Suddenly, her mana snapped back to normal, and the rat instantly screeched and attacked Malika.

  “Sorry!” Ali yelped. Desperately, she tried to shove the mana back but quickly discovered that it was futile. The unreasonably erratid frenzied rat tried to maul Malika, but she simply blocked and dodged most of the attacks, returning powerful, magihanced punches.

  In the end, Ali was forced to fire her Are Bolts at the rogue rat, and soon enough, the creature died.

  Yroup has defeated Sewer Rat – level 2.

  Ali apologized again, but Malika just seemed amused.

  “I guess your mana is what trols the creature,” she said. “It seemed crazed when you let it go.”

  Ali destructed the corpse, rec quite a bit less mana than the creature had cost to create.

  “I think you’re a summoner, Ali,” Malika said.

  Summoner. Her mind was suddenly filled with memories of her father and his creatures of Nature magic.

  “My dad was a kind of summooo.” Although Ali’s little rat was nothing pared to the seven- ht-toals of wood her father could make. “Do you think we try using it to fight something?” She had no idea if this would work or was even smart. But her father had used creatures for battle, and there was a little spark of hope withihat she might be like him someday.

  “That’s a great idea, Ali,” Malika answered, “I think I saw some spiders over by the edge of the cavern. We could go try it on those.”

  A little surprised by Malika’s enthusiasm for her experiment, especially after she had just created a mohat turned on them, Ali eled her mana into the imprint once more.

  Your reserved mana has increased by +8.

  Sewer Rat – level 1

  The level-one monster is quite a bit cheaper. Ali observed that other than the level differehe rat behaved in much the same fashion, and it was easy to get it to follow them as Malika searched for a suitable fight.

  Eventually, Malika found them a spider.

  Giant Spider – level 2

  The spider had a bulbous round body, spindly legs, and a sleek shiny bck carapace. Its hissing screeches set her teeth to g and her skin crawling.

  Malika immediately rushed forward and pu, and Ali tried to get her rat to attack the spider, too. It took only a few tries to realize that she could target the spider mentally, the same as when she used her Are Bolt spell. When she did that and visualized attag, the rat immediately sprang into a. Ali studied it as her rat hissed and bit the spider’s legs while Malika pu from the front.

  Malika wasn’t struggling, so Ali decided to experiment further. Formuting her i carefully, she sent the instru to ‘defend Malika’. Obviously, she had to use the image of Malika rather than her name, but the rat immediately interposed itself between Malika and the spider. Quickly, Ali resded the order aur to attag normally.

  Potentially useful, but not when Malika is tanking. Or, maybe to give her a break?

  The battle drew out far lohan normal because Ali was not using her Are Bolt magic, but she learned she could positio to fnk the spider opposite Malika, and she could even pick targets, such as attag the left back leg, or the abdomen.

  Yroup has defeated Giant Spider – level 2.

  “I learned a lot,” Ali told Malika after the battle while she destructed the spider. Malika had to Meditate for longer because the battle had taken more of her resources to keep going. But as Ali expined what she had tried, Malika enced her to experiment more.

  “The more you know, the stronger you get,” Malika said. Ali found that this resonated well with her.

  “I want to try targeting with my Are Bolt and anding the rat simultaneously ime,” Ali said.

  “Well, I’m ready,” Malika responded. “Let’s find another one.”

  “You like this far too much.”

  “I like staying alive.”

  For an hour, they fought spiders while Ali fiuned her new ability. Her role itles had just gotten a lot more plex. However, the fights became a lot more reliable and quicker as soon as she figured out how to trol her rat and shoot at the same time. And Ali was thhly enjoying learning.

  “Why don’t you make a sed one?” Malika suggested while they sat between fights.

  “trolling two might be a challenge,” Ali said thoughtfully. But in her heart, she weled it. It was really a matter of focus and tration, one of the few things in this new world that Ali felt she had a good handle on.

  eling her magice more while Malika meditated, Ali created a sed rat.

  Your reserved mana has increased by +15.Grimoire of Summoning has reached level 6.

  Sewer Rat – level 2

  Cheg her status quickly, Ali firmed she was now reserving twenty-three mana for her two summoned rats. She tried a few test ands to get familiar with using two creatures.

  They took down the first lone spider so fast that Malika began attag groups instead of waiting for spiders that were wandering on their own.

  It was an explosion of chaos. With multiple ewo rats, and her own spells to tend with, Ali was nearly overwhelmed. But then she figured some things out. For one, she could hold a siarget in her mind ahe same and to both rats simultaneously. And she could leave the rats with fairly simple ands, such as ‘attack that spider’ and they would figure it out on their own. It seemed their bat instincts remained intact, even though they were freshly summoned monsters.

  And then she figured out she could share the target for the rats and her Are Bolt, and that made a whole lot of things easier.

  But it wasn’t just Ali experimenting. Malika had decided she should learn to heal the rats mid-bat, and that greatly exteheir life and usefulness.

  Ali was getting a headache aal fatigue after several hours of killing spiders while trolling her creatures, so when her notification chimes eventually went off, she suggested they stop for the day. Just like her, Malika had reached level four, but she waited till they returo the shrine area to read the notifications.

  Yroup has defeated Giant Spider – level 1.... Yroup has defeated Giant Spider – level 3.

  Grove Warden has reached level 4.+10 attribute points.

  Are Bolt has reached level 5.Barrier has reached level 5.Grimoire of Summoning has reached level 7.

  Imprint: Giant Spider pleted.

  I guess that redictable. Ick.

  She added the Giant Spider imprint to her open chapter, grimag a little as she did. Ali wasn’t particurly fond of spiders at the best of times – and these were bigger than she was, with ugly snapping mandibles. At least they’re not venomous. But she wasn’t going to ignore a new impriher. Especially now that she knew she was a summoner, adding another creature, even a spider, trimoire was far too good of an opportunity to squander due to squeamishness.

  Ali followed the same pn as before, dividitribute points between vitality, wisdom, and intelligehe extra intelligence might even help me direct my monsters simultaneously. When she reviewed her status, she noticed that, curiously, the reserved mana had dropped from twenty-three to twenty-two when she had leveled up. She quickly pulled up the skill description, firming that there was indeed a small dist for the reserve cost each time she leveled – something she hadn’t uood and therefore fot when she had first gaihe skill.

  This time, Malika chose to sleep first. Ali gave her two rats the and to guard them and then opened her Grimoire and began to study the plex formation of delicate runes inscribed in it. With her newfound profi runic magic due to Runic Script, she even mao puzzle out several new runes she had never seen before. But she was still far from uanding the whole structure of the magic. Especially given how tiny the runes were, and the sheer, dizzying variety of them c the pages – aside from which, at least half of them appeared to be in some nguage she didn’t even uand. Yet.

  Runic Script has reached level 3.

  There we go, that should help decipher some of this puzzle, she thought, digging in for some serious study time.

  ***

  Name: Aliandra AmarielRace: FaeTitles: A

  Css: Grove Warden – level 4- Grasping Roots – level 4- Are Bolt – level 5- Barrier – level 5- Grimoire of Summoning – level 7- Runic Script – level 3- Sage of Learning – level 4- [Locked]- [Locked]- [Locked]- [Locked]

  General Skills- Reading – level 7- Identify – level 5- Sculpting – level 2Aptitudes- Languages: A Dal’mohran, Elvish, Dwarven, ana (Affinities): Are, Nature- Tiny (Racial): The effects of Strength and Vitality are reduced by 50%- Magical (Racial): The effects of Wisdom and Intelligence are increased by 50% - Mana Sense (Racial): You are sensitive to nearby mana- Domain (Css): Your mana increases with the size of your domain, up to +100%- Domain: -10% maximum health per day domain withdrawal. You have Domain Seributes- Vitality: 20- Strength: 4- Endurance: 5- Dexterity: 10- Perception: 11- Intelligence: 33- Wisdom: 27

  Health: 100/100Stamina: 50/50Mana: 409/430 (21 Reserved)

  Grimoire: Imprints1- Verdant Moss2- Wood3- Sewer Rat4- Giant Spider5-6-7-

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