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 Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 2:58 pm
Azreal thought for a moment. Both abilities would certainly come in handy over time.... but when it came down to it, he thought being able to double-strike something in the heat of battle would be a bit better.
"I'd like to purchase Doublestrike."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 8:49 pm
((Azreal))
Nicholas nodded.
"Good. It shall be done...
Now, just so I don't have to do this a thousand times, would you like to also Level Up DoubleStrike? It costs 10 Blood Points each for levels 2-5, and 25 for 6-10."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:23 pm
It didn't take Azreal long to decide on this.
"Yes. Upgrade it one level, if you please." asked the Lonarian.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:30 pm
((Azreal))
He waved his hand again, bringing about that same sleeping sensation...
Learned DoubleStrike Level 2!
Cost: 12 MP
Allows user to attack two times, dealing 65% damage with each blow. Each blow can still fall succeptible to the MISS/COUNTER status.
65 BP spent!
...and he awoke.
"Well, Azreal? Is there anything else I can do for you? Sadly, I cannot grant you a weapon...that you'll have to find on your own. I'm sure you will."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:34 pm
Azreal tightened his hand as he felt a small jolt of energy dash through it. He was used to this, what with his dementia-caused powers and all, but this felt different. He assumed it had much to do with the job change.
"No... I believe I am ready. When do we attack?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:39 pm
((Azreal))
Nicholas stared straight ahead, moving his own fist in the same accord. Perhaps the "Sleep" spell took a little bit of a toll on him.
"We strike when our newest member is completely prepared. Until then, be sure to carry on a normal life - hunting and the like. We'll be here, waiting..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:41 pm
Azreal nodded, though the actual meaning was a bit lost on him. Was he not their newest member? He was quite ready to fight.
Haha. Normal.... that almost made him giggle. He hadn't been normal on Lonar, and he sure as hell wasn't normal here.
"I am ready whenever you declare battle. I have but one request.... if possible, please lead me to the nearest town."
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 9:56 pm
((Azreal))
The leader chuckled a bit, looking upon Azreal through clouded hood as if he were but a boy.
"Azreal...this battle will be quite difficult for even MYSELF. I implore you to learn a bit more before declaring thyself fully PREPARED.
...and yes. I will warp you to Amandilla now. As a gift, I have also imbued you with the ability to warp back here at any time - free of MP cost. Just...well, just don't try it during combat. It won't work. You have to be a little relaxed."
Learned Sanctum Leap!
Cost: 0
Teleports back to the Sanctum.
And with that, he waved his hand once more, filling your head again with that beautiful sand...
Only this time when you woke...you were outside a burnt-down building, sitting square in the middle of a street in some dingy-looking town. Great.
It was midday.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:01 pm
The Lonarian stood up from the dusty road, the midday sun beating down on... hot, and humid. He already disliked it here. This was going to be their base? He had seen taco stands that would put up a better defense.
Regardless, he needed to get some things done. First things first, a map. Maybe a weapon. To get these things though.... well, he needed money. Second, he needed to see whether this town was desolate enough to have missed the likely bounty on his head. Only one place to go, for all of this.
TO THE TAVERN!
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:09 pm
((Azreal))
Ah, yes, the good ol' Spit and Sit Tavern...home to losers, winners, gamblers, whores, and middle-class insurance salesmen. This time, however, the bar is pretty empty, seeing as how it's the middle of the day. At one table sits a lone traveler, nursing a bottle of whiskey. He looks pretty beaten up, and every now and again, he mumbles something that sounds like..."Elmo's World is comin' to the Oakdale!".
Weirdo.
At the bar up front, a falsely buxom sixty-something stands cleaning out mugs with an empty rag. At the sight of your presence, however, she drops her current up all together with a crash, hoists up her silicone and leans forward at the bar, flashing a red-lined, checkerboard grin.
"Hi, sugah! What can I do ya fer?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:12 pm
Ugh. This woman reeked of cheap perfume and bacon grease, and her looks didn't make up for it. Perhaps the part that disturbed him most was that she had hiked up those implants upon his entry.
A shiver involuntarily ran down his spine.
Still, she wasn't running in terror, so word probably hadn't gotten out so far.
"Yes... I'm looking for a way to make some quick cash. Any suggestions?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:15 pm
((Azreal))
[Looks like I have some ADDING to do to the board...]
She squealed.
"Ah, yes! I have a few jobs for you! You wish to inquire about QUESTS, correct? Or...are you looking for something with a bit more...oomph?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:17 pm
((Perhaps.))
Azreal jumped back a step when she let out the high-pitched. He raised an eyebrow. "Yes... I was considering a quest. What, exactly, has more oomph though? By the way, you haven't, uh.... seen my face before, have you?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 10:24 pm
((Azreal))
She squealed again.
"As for quests...I've got two. But if you're looking for a bit of...fun, you may want to check downstairs...
If you know what I mean...
And, no, sugah...I've never seen your mug before. And for that...I'm truly sorry."
Winking, she smiled once more. Seriously, she was missing like half her teeth. Come on now.
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