Aliandra You have been afflicted with Domain Withdrawal.Separation from your domain weakens you.-10% to maximum health.Affli – Duration: Indefinite. t: 4

  Ali moaned quietly and sat up, realizing there was no way she was going to get any more sleep. Not that she had slept particurly well anyway.

  She stared at the golde of the notification for a long while before swiping it away.

  Four…

  So far, she hadn’t o spend any more points on endurao mitigate the pain, but it ersistent, nagging ache in the background, and bined with her stressful enviro, it was taking a great toll on her ability to rest and recover.

  After surviving the first battle against the Kobolds, Ali had expected she would find her way out of the ruined city within a day or two at most. It had been her home after all, and she had a good idea of how long it took to walk the city. However, it had been four days already. If it goes much longer, I won’t have ah left.

  “Done sleeping?” Mato asked quietly from the doorway where he was keeping watch.

  “Withdrawal again,” she answered. “I’m not going to be able to sleep anymore. Let’s go.” She ighe g of hunger in her belly. They had used up the st of the food Mato had packed yesterday, and pining would do nobody any good.

  If it wasn’t for the Kobolds and Skeletons…

  If it wasn’t for them, they could have just walked out. Instead, they had been forced to sneak around, keeping alert for patrols and traps at every turn. Regurly they had been forced to hide – sometimes for hours at a time – just to allow patrols of Kobolds that they couldn’t begin to face to pass them by.

  They emerged from their hiding spot – a building that Ali was vinced had once been a venieore – into a street thankfully devoid of monsters. She sed the skylirying to get a good view between the buildings, but all she could see was more stone and darkness.

  If only I could see the library from here…

  She stopped and examihe interse ahead. I think… it’s that way. She had been direg them through the st residential distriear the tral hub of the city, trying to reae of the enormous radial boulevards. Ali was certain that the main thhfare would prove the fastest access to the library, and their passage out of here. Unfortunately, every time they had to detour or hide, she would get turned around in the chaos and fusion – and the uing sameness of a city stripped bare of nearly everything except sto her without all the familiar ndmarks she might have used to get her bearings.

  “This way,” she whispered, with a certainty she hardly felt, gng back at Mato.

  She gathered her own personal wolf pack around her, drawing a sense of security from the proximity of their enormous, shaggy bodies. Tha wolves and three of the lower-level ones.

  At least this way, if another one of those bck-scaled rogues crept up ohey would have to get through her wolves first. With her racial penalty to vitality and Domain Withdrawal chopping another forty pert off her health, she felt precariously low.

  One or two hits would finish her. I probably wouldn’t even know what happened.

  Ali had ied every siribute point in vitality, but beyond that, she was at a loss for how to improve her situation. I just o get out of here. Was this Domain Css a good idea? How did dad manage?

  Health: 120/120 (-40% Domain Withdrawal)Stamina: 150/150Mana: 407/520 (113 Reserved)

  It did not look good. She had no armor, uo, and her health itifully low. Her only advantage was her rge mana pool – allowihe extravagance of reserving one hundred and thirteen mana for wolves to act as her defense while keeping enough mana avaible to cast her roots and barrier.

  It will have to be enough, she thought, following Mato and keeping her eyes on the dark skyline, searg in vain flimpse of the t library. She would use the lower-level wolves as expendable defenses if they ran into anything dangerous.

  She sent one of her wolves ahead of her just in case they missed a tripwire, and she walked the twisting dark storeets, avoiding obvious wires and any suspiciously uneven fgstones just in case they were traps. They spoke only in whispers, stantly vigint for the ever-present wandering Kobold patrols. At least the streets seem to be getting wider, she noted, a good sign they were headed in the right dire.

  The sudden chirping of Kobolds up ahead sent Ali diving for a dark doorway. It was a sadly familiar routine by now, she automatically stepped over where the tripwire would be if there was one and directed her wolves with a thought. As they hid, waiting for the patrol to pass, Ali wondered why the Kobolds were so prolific with their traps. What even would set them off down here? Other than us? Is it an instinctual behavior? Even the slow trickle of her mana draining when the Kobolds were nearby was familiar and ignored.

  A sudden motion and a clig noise froze her in pce. Out of the er of her eye, she saw a bone-white creature about the size of her fist crawling across the floor and, to her horror, up ont. She wao scream, to kick it off, to run, but she cmped her hands over her mouth and stared wide-eyed at the horrific thing. It paused, looking around, the rounded white carapace pulsing slowly as it breathed. Its eight slender legs pricked at her skin as it began crawling once again.

  Suddenly Mato reached out his hand and grabbed the creature, tossing it off into the darkness, and Ali breathed a gasping breath.

  “The Kobolds are gone,” he whispered. “What is that thing? Is it made of bone?”

  Bone Skitterer – Elemental – level 1

  “Yes,” she breathed back.

  The creature’s legs made a rapid clig noise oone as it scurried across the floor and up the wall. Ali slowly got her breathing bader trol and watched the creepy, crab-like creature hiding in the er of the room. Elemental? Made from bone? She knew she would have been fasated by the creature, provided she had been able to study it from the other side of a sturdy gss window or something. But she shivered at the remembered sensation of it crawling over her skin.

  After Mato verified the patrol had moved on, they emerged from their hiding spot and slowly crept forward dowreet. A few buildings ter, another of the stratle bone creatures scurried out of sight around a er, startling Ali again.

  Their progress was sloainstaking. As the streets widehe crab-like bone elementals became much more on. Always skittish, scurrying out of sight as soon as they approached.

  Wheurned onto the street, she drew up in surprise. The house seemed just as nondescript as all the others, but the entire front of the building was encrusted with a thick gray substahat even covered the window holes and doorways. Ali walked up and exami more closely. She poked at it with her finger, gng over at Mato as he moved over to join her. Whatever it was, it was surprisingly hard and the g of her fiapping it reminded her unily of the creepy bone elementals.

  “This looks like booo,” she whispered as Mato duplicated her tap-test with his finger. But it isn’t shaped like any bone I’ve ever seen. It looked like it had been sprayed onto the wall by some giant hose before it hardened in pce.

  “This is really unnatural,” Mato ented with a frown.

  “I mistook it for spiderweb at first.” Very thick, dense cobwebs.

  “Me too.”

  Cheg further dowreet, she saw several other houses that had simir defats on a wall or across a part of the roof. In one pce it seemed like it eveended across half the street. The closer they got to the location she hoped was the main street, the more bone-encrusted substahey entered – much of it ied with bone skitterers. She could evehe distant scrabbling and g of their crawling legs.

  Mato suddenly pulled back from the er and sucked in his breath. “Careful,” he whispered, putting a fio his lips, and indig that she should approach from the cover of the building. “Look.”

  Ali stared at the sight that unfolded before her. She stood at the end of the street, overlooking the main boulevard from the height of one of the taller terraces. In the far distahe majestic tower of the Grand Library Ara rose to an imposi, its dark drical bulk barely visible against the darkness. Gone was its glory, the gigantic, yet intricate ws of runic magid entments that had lit it up for the whole city to see.

  Instead, hundreds of campfires burned around its base. And by the light of those campfires, Ali saw that the entire pza was crawling with monsters. She bit back a gasp, hiding it behind a hand, even though it could not possibly have carried over the hubbub.

  The entire boulevard below her – one of the main radial thhfares for the city – was encrusted with the same mysterious bone-like substance. But the detail that caught her attention, that drew her gaze instantly, was the giant bone monstrosity pstered to the distant wall on the opposite side.

  The monster looked like a giant pill-bug, only it must have beehree meters long. Its broad carapace was made from curved segments that allowed it to twist and turn as it slowly crawled along the wall. Dozens of small legs were visible uhe carapace, like the Bone Skitterers, except so many more. The legs worked in unison, creating sinuous waves to propel the huge bulk of the monster along the wall – improbably, magically glued in pce despite its great bulk.

  Ali gaped at the spectacle, dumbfounded. When it reached a pile of bones, with a g hat was loud even from her distant vantage point, it chewed them up whole and swallowed. A few seds ter, it reared up and sprayed a powerful jet of gray fluid that hardened on tact with the wall ahead of it.

  She used her Identify, but the monster was too far for her skill to work.

  “What is that?” she whispered.

  “I have no idea, but we definitely ’t go this way.”

  Numb all over, Ali barely noticed Mato catg her when her knees wobbled. She had been so certain the library was their way out that she hadn’t even sidered what would happen if there were too many monsters. Her eyes were inexorably drawn once more to the fires and the horde of Kobolds and skeletons at the base of the library, and the piles and encrustation of bohat appeared to be everywhere. Now that she examihe se more closely, she could see more of the giant bone creatures among the Kobolds in the distance.

  Her lips trembled as she stared at the devastation and ruin.

  “Is there another way out?” Mato asked quietly, distrag her from her rapidly mounting despair.

  “The … the other end of the boulevard,” she said, her voice crag as she pointed away from the ter. “The city’s mairance is that way. I … just hope it’s still passable.” Ali grimaced at her memories of that path. She had avoided that way at first because it was the same way she had left the city with her mother. That way had led to the Death Knight and the arrogant horror that was Nevyn Eld.

  She had hoped to find the library intact.

  The only problem was that it was ily the opposite dire. And it took us four days to get this far.

  “What about this spot?” asked. It was a brief break in the densely wooded, sprawling forest with a few yellowish weathered sandstone boulders the size of small houses, covered with li, and sprouting stunted bushes, providing a natural chokepoint.

  “This is perfect,” Malika said, pig one of the rger boulders to hide behind – a spot less than two paces from the narro. “I’ll set up here.”

  nodded, approving of her strategic choice, and stepped into the shadows, using his Eclipse skill to hide himself. He quickly headed out into the forest, the most ret Goblin tracks popping from the ground uhe influence of his Explorer skill.

  They had both agreed, in principle, that finding out everything they could about the abnormal Goblin iion aing back would prove critical to the safety of Myrin’s Keep. Unfortunately, Malika had no skills suitable for the task, so she would have to remain as his backup out of y.

  The pn was straightforward. He would scout as far as he could, and if necessary, he would lure any Goblins baalika where they would fight them together.

  He paused at the interse of two trails, croug down to examihe tracks. Several groups passed this way. There were footprints from the smaller, green-skinned Goblins, and pawprints of the wolves they sometimes used as mounts. What he didn’t see were the tracks of rabbits, deer, or even rats. Nothing other than Goblins.

  What sent chills down his spine was the enormous imprint of a Bugbear paw right in the ter of the trail. Acc to the Monster pendium, Bugbears would sometimes show up in the bigger Goblin warrens. They were typically six- to eight-foot-tall, giant feral Goblinoids with a reputation for cruelty and violence, even among their own kind.

  I definitely don’t want to run into one of those. It’d use my arrows for toothpicks.

  His feet tracked lightly across the edge of the trail as he ran onward, quiet even to his own ears. All he could hear was the wind through the trees and his owhing. Not even the calls of birds disturbed the silence. Guess the Goblins ate everything. had spent a lot of his youth expl the woods around Myrin’s Keep, so the plete absence of any other wildlife stood out to him as a gring signal that the Goblin warren would be close, probably a big o that.

  He hopped across a small stream, using a couple of exposed rocks as stepping stones, and nded lightly on a game trail oher side. He checked his nding spot reflexively, choosing areas of hard-packed dirt for his footfalls to ceal the evidence of his passing. Croug down behind a fallen tree, he peered out into a clearing. Up ahead, five of the small, green-skinned Goblins had made a fire and were arguing over something sizzling on the spit. Where they had found something to cook, had no idea. He crept closer, making sure to check that none of them were high enough level to see through his stealth. Settling into the shadow of a rge oak, he observed the camp and the altercation. None of the Goblins spoke on, but there were numerous gesticutions towards the south. Is that where their warren is?

  Having nothier to go on, he left the group to their arguing over the dubious hunk of meat and headed in that dire.

  A few mier, caught the muffled sound of voices up ahead. Instantly, he hopped off the trail he had been following, cealing himself amongst the trees and bushes, and waited. Presently, a patrol of Goblins came into view. Perhaps better to call them fers. Or sgers.

  Sger – Goblin – level 1-2 x3.Rogue – Goblin – level 5.Timber Wolf – level 4-6 x2.

  The sgers were everything an average person would imagine if someoiohe woblin’. They were dirty, green, and dressed in rags. Yellowed crooked teeth were bared as they called and yelled at each other, and was grateful for the distaween them, otherwise, he was certain he would be choking at the stench.

  The three-and-a-half-foot-tall rogue was a cut above the dregs, wearing worn but serviceable leather armor with a brace of daggers at his waist instead of the more typical rocks or sticks.

  The Timber Wolves were hulkis of bck fur and unily bright green eyes, almost half again as rge as the Starving Wolves in the cavern below the sewers bae. He decided on the spot not to tah them – at least, not in close bat.

  As he studied the group, trying to gauge their strength, anoblin appeared, bringing up the rear.

  Hunter – Goblin – level 10.

  This one seemed rger thahers, but whether that was because he simply stood taller or was actually bigger, couldn’t quite tell. He wore higher-quality leather armor than the rogue and wore a well-used longbow slung crosswise across his back. Just from the way he carried himself, knew he was dangerous.

  He trated for a moment on his Explorer skill, getting a new set of chimes to firm his suspis.

  [Exploblin with a higher-than-normal level and an unon css.Category: Mohreat Level: EliteMoype: GoblinoidDamage: Ranged, Physical

  Ae. Probably simir skills to mine.

  calmed his breathing, their approach from the shadows of his hiding spot. He should be far enough from the path that he wouldn’t be discovered, but with a level tee, it would be imprudent to take unnecessary risks.

  As the Goblins drew closer their high-pitched, grating voices grew louder and strained his ears to hear if they said anything useful. Unfortunately, again they seemed to not know on, and the only thing he heard was the occasional barked and from the Hunter, which caused the oblins to scurry around or flinch.

  The patrol tinued dowh, moving right past him. Suddenly, the breeze shifted and one of the wolves raised its muzzle, sniffing the air.

  Shit!

  realized the wolf had caught his st at the same instant the wolf did. With a howl, the great bck Timber Wolf charged directly toward his hiding spot, and the erol scrambled to follow. At the back of the group, the Hunter nocked an arrow to his bow.

  With his stealth ruined, turned and fled, dodging bushes and vaulting rocks with the sound of his heart hammering loudly against his chest.

  Shit!

  Even with the speed bonus of his Blessing of the Dawn, the Timber Wolves were unbelievably quick, and very much at home in the forest. He sprinted as fast as he could, not b to even try and shoot back. Any sed, he expected an arrow in the back. He leapt across the stream he had crossed earlier, heading for the clearing and Malika. He needed backup. Fast.

  Faster! The howls of the pursuing wolves were far too close.

  A sudden burst of pain and an impact made him stumble as an arrow puhrough his upper arm. Rec himself with a quick roll, he sprang to his feet and tinued his headlong dash, dodgi and right as he passed trees desperately trying to present a smaller target to the obviously skilled Hunter lurking behind him. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the head of the arrow and yanked sharply, pulling it all the way through his arm in an instant. He held back a scream of pain and he simply shoved the arrow into his own quiver, shaking his head to clear the haze of pain.

  There it is! He spied the giant pile of boulders and the clearing as he leapt the stream. At a dead run, gasping for breath, he made for the gap in the rocks, narrowly avoiding a sed arrow whizzing by his cheek by sheer luck.

  I hope she’s ready. He couldn’t call out and give Malika away, so all he could do was trust her to be vigint.

  As he passed between the boulders, Malika’s hand appeared, palm out, reag for him like a savior. He spped it as he passed. Instantly, the burning rush of her healing magic coursed through his body. Not for the first time, he wondered why her healing always felt so aggressive.

  Not pining right now. The hole in his arm was healing rapidly, which meant he would be able to draw his bow.

  He spun just in time to see Malika kig the lead wolf in the snout, causing it to yelp as its fangs ccked together. The sed wolf barreled in through the gap, knog them both further in with the weight of its charge. Immediately, the two wolves began to circle Malika, w as a team to execute rapid lunging attacks to which she responded with equally quick kicks and punches. scrambled up one of the boulders, taking aed position half, choosing a spot which would still afford some cover, and loosed an arrow at the slightly smaller Timber Wolf.

  “Goblins ining,” he called tersely. “Level tee Hunter, level five rogue, bunch of sgers.” She didn’t respond, occupied as she was with the wolves, but he knew she had heard him.

  Our best ce is to kill one of these wolves before the rest arrive. Ohe Hunter arrived, the battle would almost certainly revolve entirely around trolling the elite Goblin, and the fewer mohey had to deal with the better. Fortunately, Malika was no slouch when it came to uanding strategy and she unleashed a heavy barrage of punches and kicks trating most of her strikes on the same wolf he had shot. P his mana into Arrows of Brilliance, he fired a shaft that streaked across the clearing, indest with his light magiha. It buried itself deep into the wolf’s hindquarters, just the fletgs visible protruding from the thick bck fur. The creature yelped, whirling in an attempt to bite at the spot, and Malika wasted no time taking advantage of its distra.

  He fired three more times before the Goblin Hunter appeared, bow drawn and firing a volley of arrows at Malika. Right as the first arrow arrived, the Goblin rogue appeared from the shadows behind Malika and stabbed her low in the back with a rusty dagger. She stumbled from the vicious Ambush, but her body flickered immediately with the light of her potent healing spell. returned fire, shooting an arrow at the Hunter’s head, making him duck for cover.

  I hope she handle herself. quickly assessed the battle aermihat their best strategy was still with the smaller Timber Wolf. Malika would simply have to take some damage from the rogue and the Hunter while he elimihe first enemy. But theiced something different about Malika’s fighting. In addition to skillfully dodging many attacks, she was now using her elbows, forearms, and hands to deflect many of the rapid dagger strikes, keeping the Goblin rogue stymied.

  She must have learned something new. He had definitely noticed how close-lipped Malika was with her css and skills, but a development like this was as dramatic as it was obvious. Right now, though, it meant he could likely leave her to tank multiple enemies without his assistance. Sweet. My turn!

  He fired three times in quick succession, spending his preana to empower each shot as his hands blurred through the motions. The smaller Timber Wolf dropped to the ground with a whimper and expired. About to redirect his attention to the Hunter, caught sight of three green Goblin heads popping out on top of the far boulder. Slings loaded with rocks whirled above their heads and they begaing Malika with their crude attacks.

  As rapidly as he could, he fired two arrows at one of the sgers, causing it to stumble and fall from the boulder with a pained shriek and a satisfying series of thumps. That sent the other two scurrying for cood. They would cause no end of trouble if they were allowed free rein. Goblins were notorious for the tactical buffs they received when fighting in groups.

  Returning his attention to the melee below, saw, to his surprise, that Malika was now focused mainly on the rogue, allowing the rger Timber Wolf freedom to fnk her.

  I’ll support her. wouldn’t have made that choice, but Malika must have a good reason. He loosed an arrow at the Hunter, making him duck behind cain. winced as the precious arrow shattered against the boulder. Fuck, that was one of the only straight ohen he swiveled and loosed a sed arrow, enhanced with his magid struck the rogue solidly in the middle of his ribs. The surprised stumble he caused was immediately exploited by Malika’s rapid fshing kibo.

  Keeping a close eye on the Hunter, tinued firing at the rogue. Every time the Hunter presented himself, would divert an arrow at him instead, trying to keep him pinned down and reduce his freedom to fire indiscriminately. Could do with Ali’s Roht now. His attentiouro Malika in time to see her finish off the rogue and spin to kick the st wolf ihroat.

  How is she so durable? Teically, he kly how, but watg it in a was quite aory. Without her healing and defensive skills, pitted against two simirly leveled oppos, she would likely have been struggling or dead by now.

  sed the battlefield perimeter again and caught two of the sgers sg a different boulder. They began to lob fist-sized rocks down at Malika, endangering the wolf almost as much as her. Aiming carefully, shot one of the sgers through the leg, once again causing a stumble and ical cartwheeling fall from the boulder. That probably didn’t kill it. At least it was out of the fight temporarily. The ck of the notification chime firmed his guess.

  left the Timber Wolf to Malika, fident that she would be able to finish it off on her own. Instead, he switched his focus to the Hunter, aggressively shooting whenever he poked his head up. quickly fttened himself against his rock cover as an arrow splintered right o his head. Upset you a little too mubsp;Drawing the ire of the Hunter was dangerous, but dodged around to the other side of his rock, fired a couple more arrows, and then immediately ducked out of sight as his attack was returned so rapidly, rock chips pinged off his cheek.

  Damn, he’s quick. I’m not going to win like this.

  The soft, pure sound of a notification chime echoed within his mind. Malika fihe Timber Wolf. Immediately, he took the risk and stood up to fire at the Huhe elite Goblin ducked away once more, oblivious to Malika charging towards his hiding spot.

  Perfect timing. e on…

  As the hunter popped up to take a return shot, Malika’s furiht hook ected with his ear, rog his head sideways as he screeched in surprise. took a quick shot at a sger poking a head out from the side of the boulder, clipping its arm. He watched while Malika pressured the Hunter, searg for any opportunity to help, no matter how brief. Even the higher-level archer would have a difficult time against an aggressive melee attacker like Malika, but it meant that he couldn’t do much without endangering her. Instead to miss his ally to get in a shot, chose to sneak closer.

  With a nasty elbow strike to the of the elite Goblin’s head, Malika created an opening for him. Firing in haste, mao lodge an arrow through the Goblin’s thigh, causing it to stumble and trip. Again, Malika didn’t let the ce go to waste going to ground with the Goblin, and the elite Hunter succumbed to her furious onsught of punches and elbows.

  “We ’t let the sgers get away and warn the warren,” said urgently.

  “Let’s go,” Malika responded immediately. “Which way?”

  had made sure to wound each of the sgers itle. The oh the leg wound would probably be the easiest to track. Sing the ground with his Explorer skill active, he quickly picked up their trail, both blood and footprints, the survivors heading south as a group.

  Nice. He headed off at a sprint with Malika close on his heels.

  ***

  They mao hunt down the fleeing sgers quickly, ensuring that their presence was kept secret, for the time being.

  “I believe their camp is to the south,” said. He didn’t know for sure, but all the signs seemed to point that way. “I sneak past the patrols, but the wolves sniff me out. I think we should try to go the remaining distaogether.”

  “That’s probably smart,” Malika agreed, and settled in to rest and recover his stamina. He had nearly ruy after his desperate sprint followed by the battle. At least he had a whole lot of notifications to catch up on.

  Yroup has defeated Dagger Rogue – Goblin – level 5.Yroup has defeated Timber Wolf – level 4-6 x2.Yroup has defeated Hunter – Goblin – level 10.Yroup has defeated Sger – Goblin – level 1-2 x3.

  Archer of Light has reached level 7 (+2).+20 attribute points.

  Arrows of Brilliance has reached level 7.Explorer has reached level 6 (+2).Blessing of the Dawn has reached level 6.Eclipse has reached level 4.

  Requirements met for skill adva.

  Explorer has reached at least level 5.Perception has surpassed 50.Tracked multiple groups of foes while remaining ued.

  Explains Untraceable Movement.Explains the Stealth and Movement traits.

  Explorer – level 6You have enhanced spatial perception and perfect recall for pces you have explored. You dis importaails about the pces you are expl and the creatures that inhabit them.Stamina: Use your enhanced perception to track your prey.Stamina: Move without leaving traaking sounds.Knowledge, Movement, Stealth, Identify, Scouting, Trag, Perceptiohis adva?

  My first skill adva! He studied it carefully, weighing up the advantages. All the books he had studied on css growth emphasized choosing only the best advas. But there was really nothing to weigh it up against – the adva was a straight-up improvement – and one which would have been exceptionally useful against all the Goblin fers he had been hunting. Still, after the fact is better than nothing at all. Seems good all round.

  No sound. Not only would he leave no signs of his passage, or footprints to be tracked by his enemies, but he would no longer o worry about being discovered by the sound of his footsteps or breathing. Instead of standing absolutely still to avoid dete, he would be able to ge his position for the best advantage, without giving up his location. Perfect for surprise shots.

  I’ll still have to worry about the wind and st perceptioed, recalling how easily the Timber Wolves had picked up on his location through smell. But he would be vastly harder to find with two plementary stealth skills. Without any doubts, he took the offered adva.

  The notification chime pyed a quick happy ditty, while the glowing white mi exploded in a bright dispy just like the summer solstice fireworks.

  That’s… wow.

  Name: AveryRace: Half-Elf

  Active Buffs: Blessing of the Dawn

  Css: Archer of Light – level 7- Radiant Archery – level 7- Arrows of Brilliance – level 7- Motes of Light – level 5- Explorer – level 6- Blessing of the Dawn – level 6- Eclipse – level 4- [Locked]- [Locked]- [Locked]- [Locked]General Skills- Bowcraft – level 4- Wood Carving – level 3- Cartography – level 4Aptitudes- Languages: ana (Affinity): Light- Perceptive (Racial): +11 to Perception- Quick (Racial): +5 to Dexterity- Timing (Css): You have an innate sense of timingAttributes- Vitality: 20- Strength: 9- Endurance: 12- Dexterity: 55 (+18)- Perception: 52 (+17)- Intelligence: 43 (+14)- Wisdom: 14

  Equipment- on: Guard Bow – level 3

  Health: 200/200Stamina: 120/120Mana: 112/140 (28 Reserved)

  browsed through his status, cheg the numbers carefully. He certainly had grown stronger, especially with the enha provided by Blessing of the Dawn to boost his dexterity, perception, and intelligence. However, he was gging in stamina and mana – both his total and his regeion. None of his skills’ primary attributes provided him with additional resources. He could do lots of damage, but he always ran out of mana too quickly, and it took an hour tee it fully.

  And I lost my armor when we were captured, he thought. It wouldn’t be good to get hit by anything. Not unless I’m near Malika.

  More annoying though, they had taken his notebook and all the notes he had made about his css skills. He felt a distinxiety about not being able to note down his advanywhere, but he resolved to memorize it for when they got back to town. And that was not even ating for the fact that the Town Watow had insight into his css. Suddenly, Malika’s retice to share made all too much sense. He was no troublemaker, but this felt like a viotion of his privacy.

  Putting his status aside, id out the arrows he had collected from the Hunter and began to repair the ohat were damaged using his Bowcraft, while he waited for his and Malika’s mana and stamina tee.

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