A Piece in the Game of Gods part 45

I was alive. I was happy. These things might seem small or obvious, but I wasn’t going to take either of them for granted. As someone who has died…twice…I appreciated what it meant to be alive, and what it meant to truly live.

It had been several months since my first death, since I lost my body, my life, and my very identity. And though I’d been given new ones, they’d belonged to someone else, and it had taken me time to make them my own. The truth was, I was still in the process of doing that and suspected that I would be for a long time to come.

Today was Halloween, over two and a half months since that final battle with Kr’aethar and Arakthiel. Since then, there had been no more competitions, no more mad gods, and no more fights to the death. Life had gone back to normal, or at least, as normal as it could be for someone in my situation. I was still trying to figure out what ‘normal’ was for me now.

College had started up again, and going back to school helped me to feel a little more normal. Unfortunately, all of the credits I’d earned last year had vanished along with my old body and identity, so I had to start my freshman year all over again. That was extremely frustrating, especially since I even had to take most of the same classes. The only good thing about that though, was that this time around, the classes were a LOT easier.

The attribute points that I’d slotted into intelligence were really noticeable now that I’d gone back to school. I could read a lot faster than I used to, understand the material easier, and remember it all without even trying. I was now getting straight A’s in all my classes, and had even helped Matt a time or two, in spite of the fact that he was taking sophomore classes. It was a strange reversal in our relationship, and one that neither of us wanted to talk about.

“But he’s still the nerd,” I mused aloud. “Not me.”

I might be damn near a genius now, but I was still more jock than nerd, or at least, that was how I preferred to think of myself. The truth was, Teri was a lot more involved in sports than I was now, though I did still go to the gym nearly every day.

As I thought about my intelligence and how those extra points were making classes easier, I also found myself thinking about my other points. Ever since the contests had ended, there had been no more points given out as rewards, and no new abilities had been unlocked. All the champions had ceased their character progression, at least, we’d all stopped doing so the easy way.

I’d found that I was still able to get more attribute points, but I had to earn them the hard way. After all my time in the gym, I’d earned extra points in strength, stamina, and endurance, and my studying for classes had unlocked another one in intelligence. Of course, I’d also unlocked extra points in dexterity and awareness too, though I wasn’t quite sure how I’d done that.

Every point I earned made a difference, and I could see the effects on my body. My body hadn’t suddenly changed the way it did whenever I slotted a point, but I did show the results from countless hours in the gym. I looked fit, strong, and sexy. And to my amusement, I was probably stronger than I actually looked. I didn’t know if it was my agility, my charisma, or just the genetics I’d inherited from Heather, but while I was getting stronger, I wasn’t really bulking up the way Teri had.

“And she’s still ahead of me,” I grumbled, wondering if I’d ever catch up to her. After all, I wasn’t the only one who’d earned extra points by spending time in the gym.

All these thoughts passed through my mind as I looked myself over in the mirror. I looked hot. Damn hot. There was still a faint voice in the back of my head, little more than a whisper, that said I should feel embarrassed or ashamed by this fact. I didn’t listen that voice much anymore.

At the moment, I was wearing a particularly sexy outfit that included a pair of black, thigh-length, stiletto heeled boots. The rest of my outfit followed a similar theme since I was also wearing a black top with a built-in corset, and whish showed off a good amount of my cleavage. I had on a pair of black gloves, which went up past my elbows. There was a black studded collar around my throat, a couple black studded bracelets around my wrists, over the gloves, and I had a couple of loose black studded belts around my waist.

My makeup was currently done up to match my outfit, with dark eyes shadow and lipstick that was somewhere between crimson and black. In addition, my hair was pulled back and done up in a single long braid. I looked hot…though a bit scary.

“Halloween costumes,” I said wryly, looking myself over again. “This is definitely not my thing.”

Cassandra and I had decided to pick out each other’s costumes, which had seemed like a fun idea at the time. But then, we’d revealed our choices to each other. Cassandra had picked out a goth costume for me, though I actually looked more like a dominatrix than a goth. I suspected that this was intentional. Either way, Cassandra seemed more than a little pleased with the way I looked.

Just then, while I was staring at my reflection, I saw my eyes suddenly change. One moment they were their normal green color, and the next instant, my irises were glowing iridescent instead. I blinked and my eyes were back to normal.

“Great,” I said with a sigh. I would have rubbed my eyes, but I didn’t want to smear the makeup that Cassandra had worked so hard to get right.

This wasn’t the first time my eyes had flickered like that, and I was pretty sure that it wouldn’t be the last. A few odd things had been happening to me, or at least, odder than normal, and I was pretty sure that they were all related to that divine spark I’d been given.

I pulled up my status screen and quickly glanced over it. The last time I’d noticed my eyes change like that, my weapon had changed from being listed as ‘Maelyne’s spear’ to being ‘Jaeri’s spear’. This time, nothing had changed there, though I noticed that I’d gained a few more resource attribute points in each of my pools. That wasn’t really new though, since over the last couple months, I’d seen those pools go up on their own several times, without a single popup to notify me of it happening, or to explain why.

Before I could give this anymore thought, Cassandra called out, “Hey, are you done in there?”

“Just admiring your handiwork,” I told her with a smile.

I came out of the bathroom and saw Cassandra standing there, dressed in the costume I’d picked out for her. She was dressed as Zelda, from the game series of the same name. It was amusing to see Cassandra with blonde hair, even if it was only a wig. Of course, this wasn’t the first time I’d seen her with a wig on, but it still fun to see how different she could make herself look.

“I did a great job,” Cassandra stated with a smirk. “You look fucking awesome. But there’s something missing…”

“A little color?” I asked.

“Nope,” she responded with an evil grin that didn’t belong on Zelda. Then she handed me a coiled leather whip.

I stared at the whip for a moment before musing, “Why am I not surprised…”

“It’s the perfect accessory for that outfit,” Cassandra told me.

“Someone was being a bit tricksy,” I said, unrolling the whip and giving it an experimental snap in the air. “I think someone needs to be punished…”

Cassandra just grinned. “Oh no, not that. Whatever shall I do?”

A minute later, Cassandra and I went downstairs where Matt and Lauren were already dressed up and ready for the costume party. Matt was dressed up with a blonde wig and an orange jumpsuit. He’d forced me to watch the anime Naruto a couple times, so I recognized the character he was dressed as.

“Figures you’d want to go as a ninja,” I said.

“Yeah,” Matt agreed with a grin. “But I wasn’t about to go the generic route.”

Then he looked me over and smirked. He was about to say something, only to get an elbow in the ribs from Lauren, who was currently dressed as Nurse Joy. I saw Matt’s influence in the pick

“You look…nice,” Lauren said, though she was struggling to hold back a laugh. She’d obviously been in on this with Cassandra, and immediately proved that by pulling she’d been holding behind her back and snapping a picture.

Everyone was here and ready for the costume party, except for Teri. This was going to be a college party, and while Teri was a friend and companion, who’d helped to save my life on multiple occasions, she was still a high school student and wasn’t allowed to attend.

Teri had grumbled and complained about this a little, though it was more out of obligation than for any other reason. After all, her school was having a costume party as well, and I knew that she wanted to attend that with her friends, including her new boyfriend.

“You know,” Matt told me, carefully stepping out of Lauren’s reach, “you’re really going to get a lot of attention like that.”

“I know,” I responded with a sigh, before giving Cassandra a flat look. She just smirked and looked pleased with herself. “Trust me, I know.”

“A LOT of attention,” Lauren added, earning a glare from me, which only caused her to snicker.

“When we get back,” I announced, fixing Cassandra with my gaze, “someone is getting punished for this.”

Of course, I knew quite well that this was what Cassandra was hoping for, and the look of anticipation simply confirmed that. This was just another of Cassandra’s dress-up games, and I had no doubt that I was going to have fun playing along a little later. But for now, I had to deal with the party.

I was a bit self-conscious about going out in public like this, even if I did look really damn hot. However, I wasn’t going to let that stop me. In fact, that nervousness only motivated me to give it my best. When in doubt, charge forward. That had worked well with my new life so far, and I saw no reason to change things now.

“Come on,” I announced, standing up a little straighter, throwing my shoulders back and my chest out, and pushing my charisma as much as I could. With that, I walked to the front door, putting a little extra strut into my walk. “It’s time to go kick some butt.”

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The large room was carved of marble, with veins of glowing crystal running through nearly every surface. Floor, ceiling, and walls all gently sloped and blended into each other, creating a rounded space with no hard angles or corners.

In the very center of the floor was a pool filled with liquid silver. It was calm and still, looking more like a mirror than the liquid it was. Directly above the pool, floating near the ceiling, was a glowing sphere that strongly resembled a moon. This sphere, part light source, part décor, and part…other, lit the room with its silvery glow.

A goddess stood beside pool and stared down at the reflected moon, as well as the other images that flickered across the surface like ripples. Most of these images were of her champion, who was in the middle of a romantic evening with her lover. Armestia smiled at the sight, but after a minute, she gestured at the pool and the images vanished. At times like this, it was best to give her champion some privacy.

Just as Armestia turned away from the pool, she felt a presence at the edge of her awareness. It was one that she’d been expecting, so she patiently waited as the presence grew closer and closer until it finally reached her door.

The newcomer stood in the doorway where he waited for Armestia to acknowledge him. He was fifteen feet tall, about average for a male of their kind, with hair and a beard that glowed with an iridescent light. His body was encased from the neck down in perfectly fitted armor, which was a physical manifestation of his own power.

Armestia looked the god over for a moment, then in a formal tone, greeted him. “Welcome Gorath, god of dedication and fortitude.”

Gorath stepped inside. “Greetings Armestia, goddess of secrets, romance, and the moon.”

“I am pleased that you accepted my invitation,” Armestia told him with a smile.

Gorath nodded. “How could I not? But you know I cannot remain long. I need to see how the repairs are going in my territory and ensure that my people are doing well…”

With a faint laugh, Armestia told him, “If I’d ever doubted that you were Maelyne’s brother, that statement alone would have confirmed it.”

This was followed by a moment of respectful silence as their thoughts simultaneously turned towards their shared grief.

“I wanted to kill Arakthiel myself,” Garoth admitted with a scowl. “That is why I joined the assault on the anarchists.”

“I am sorry for taking that opportunity from you,” Armestia responded. “But not for killing him.”

Garoth nodded at that and gave a dismissive wave. “Vengeance is not my domain, and I will not dwell on it. However, I am pleased to have captured Kr’aethar, and to have left him in such condition that he will cause no more problems for centuries, at the very least.”

“Assuming he is ever released from his prison,” Armestia agreed. “And Pfath has finally been eliminated as well. The anarchists are no longer any threat to the peace. Their leadership has been decimated while the rest have been captured, killed, or scattered.”

“True,” Gorath said with a scowl. “But some do remain free and will undoubtedly cause problems in the future…”

“Indeed,” Armestia agreed. “And it is about the future that I asked to speak with you.”

Gorath chuckled faintly at that. “I see you’ve heard that I’ve been asked to serve as an Arbiter.”

“Yes, I have,” the goddess told him with a smile. “And congratulations. I am confident that you will be a fair and impartial one. However, that is not why I wished to speak with you.” When Gorath gave her a curious look, she continued, “I wished to speak to you of Maelyne’s territory and people.”

“I have no ambitions or desire for my sister’s territory,” Gorath stated with a grimace. “If necessary, I will look after her people and territory, and will honor the alliances she made…as much as I can while honoring my duties as an Arbiter. However, I have work enough in restoring my own that I would prefer not to assume these responsibilities in addition.”

“Maelyne left an heir,” Armestia stated, earning a brief look of surprise from Gorath.

Gorath stared at her with a faint scowl before responding. “I heard that my sister passed a shard of her essence to her champion, but that is merely placing a seed in salted ground. The seed may hold potential, but will never grow beyond that, and will be lost upon the host’s death.”

“Normally, that may be true,” Armestia admitted. “But in this situation, Maelyne planted her seed in fertile ground, and it has already taken root.”

“What?” Gorath demanded, giving Armestia a look of surprise and skepticism. “Surely you’re mistaken.”

“There is no mistake,” Aremestia assured him. “Maelyne knew quite well what she was doing when she chose her daughter and heir. The girl shares Maelyne’s values and is naturally inclined towards her domains. Jaeri bears a surprising compatibility with Maelyne’s essence, and is already on the cusp of reaching her second level of power.”

“That is…surprising,” Gorath said with a thoughtful expression. “This is rare, but not unheard of.”

“No,” Armestia responded with a knowing smile. “It isn’t unheard of.”

“My own grandfather had once been a mortal champion,” Gorath admitted. This kind of thing was often considered an embarrassment among their kind, and few were willing to admit such a thing. “One of the very first.”

Armestia gave a nod of acknowledgement, and continued, “Maelyne’s shard has already bonded to Jaeri’s very being, making her Maelyne’s daughter in truth as well as title. As I told you, she is on the cusp of reaching her second level of power, and she will only continue to grow stronger after this. In time, she may pass the threshold…”

“In just a century,” Gorath continued as he understood what Armestia meant, “we may have a new goddess of protection and loyalty. If so, she would be able to assume Maelyne’s territory…”

“And her place in the game,” Armestia finished with a nod.

Armestia gestured to the pool and new images began to play across the surface. Images of Jaeri entering their world and rescuing Maelyne, then standing beside her at the end. Images of the young demi-goddess as she faced three gods in mortal flesh, and as she forced them from those bodies, leaving them weak and injured enough that they were easily defeated in their real forms.

“Courage and loyalty. And she played an important role in ending our war,” Gorath admitted after watching the images. “I believe my sister may have chosen wisely.”

“Jaeri will need a mentor,” Armestia explained with a smile. “Someone who can help her understand her new powers and what she is becoming. Someone who can guide her into becoming a worthy successor for Maelyne.”

Gorath stared at Armestia. “This is why you called me here. You wish me to be this mentor.”

“Yes,” Armestia agreed.

“You speak as if you know her well,” Gorath pointed out.

“She is my champion’s lover,” Armestia admitted, “And I have met her in person.”

The god gave her a curious look. “Then would it not make more sense for you to take this role?”

“Who better to mentor her than her own uncle?” Armestia asked him with a faint smile. “This will give you two a chance to know each other better, and to bond. I suspect that the two of you will get along quite well. Besides, I may soon be too busy mentoring my own heir…”

Gorath gave her a look of surprise. “I was unaware that you had an heir.”

Armestia merely gave him an enigmatic smile but didn’t explain, though this was common for her. As the goddess of secrets, she made a habit of always keeping some information for herself.

“Then I will do it,” Gorath said with a thoughtful look. “Once she reaches the second stage, I will make contact.”

“Jaeri will be lucky to have your guidance,” Armestia told him.

“She will need it,” Gorath said with a scowl. “Many of the anarchists are still free, and it is only a matter of time before some of them create their own champions, and either send them to interfere in the competitions or to get revenge for the defeat of their leaders.”

“You make a good point,” Aremestia admitted. “Jaeri may yet face danger from anarchist champions, and possibly even the anarchists themselves.”

Gorath’s scowl turned into a faint smile. “But this may be to our advantage. If my new niece is anything like my sister, she will not hesitate to throw herself into battle in the name of protecting others, and facing such opponents will only help her grow in strength more quickly.”

“You will need to prepare her for these challenges,” Armestia told him. “And hopefully, the child will be willing to listen and learn.”

They spoke for a little longer before Gorath left. Once he was gone, Armestia turned her attention back to her pool. Images of her champion once again began to flicker across the surface, making Armestia smile in pride.

“I will need to prepare you too, my champion,” Armestia mused. “For any battle that finds Jaeri, is likely to draw you in as well.”

Armestia’s attention focused on one image, which showed Cassandra and Jaeri kissing. Her smile deepened at the sight. Their romance warmed her heart, and she wanted to see it last for a very long time to come.

“Now my champion,” Armestia said aloud, “Let us see if your ground is as fertile as I believe…”

And with that, Aremestia turned from the pool and prepared for the task ahead of her. She had a very important seed to plant.

THE END

NAME: JAERI
GENDER: FEMALE
AGE: 18
TITLE: DEMI-GODDESS OF LOYALTY AND PROTECTION
HEALTH: 100%
MANA: 100%
STATUS: NO INJURIES, ILLNESSES, OR NEGATIVE STATUS EFFECTS.

DIVINITY: 1
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STRENGTH: 11
STAMINA: 13
ENDURANCE: 13
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AGILITY: 13
REFLEXES: 11
DEXTERITY: 12
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INTELLIGENCE: 15
CHARISMA: 15
AWARENESS: 13
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MANA POOL: 782
MANA RECOVERY: 737
HEALTH: 790
REGENERATION: 536
DIVINE POWER: 187

EQUIPMENT:
ARMOR: LIGHT ARMOR
-ARMOR RATING 200
-30% PROTECTION FROM ALL MAGICAL DAMAGE
-PREVENTS THE WEARER FROM BEING PHOTOGRAPHED OR RECORDED BY NON-MAGICAL MEANS

WEAPONS: JAERIE’S SPEAR
-THIS WEAPON COUNTS AS BOTH A SPEAR AND A STAFF
-REDUCES MANA COST OF MAGICAL ABILITIES BY 15%
-INCREASES EFFECTIVENESS OF SHIELD ABILITIES BY 30%
-20% OF ALL DAMAGE ABSORBED BY YOUR SHIELDS IS ADDED TO YOUR NEXT ATTACK

STORAGE CHEST:
-BOOKS
-KNIVES
-PAINTBALLS
-CLOTHING
-CELL PHONE

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SKILLS:

STAFF FIGHTING- RANK 5
-YOU KNOW HOW TO FIGHT USING A STAFF. HIGHER LEVELS OF STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

FLIRTING- RANK 5
-YOU KNOW THE ART OF FLIRTING WITH OTHERS, ENCOURAGING POSITIVE REACTIONS, AND LOYALTY. THIS WORKS BEST WITH THOSE OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER. HIGHER LEVELS OF CHARISMA INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

SPEAR FIGHTING- RANK 4
-YOU KNOW HOW TO FIGHT USING A SPEAR. HIGHER LEVELS OF STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

LOCKPICKING- RANK 2
-YOU KNOW HOW TO PICK LOCKS. HIGHER LEVELS OF DEXTERITY AND AWARENESS INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

ORAEVIAN- RANK 2
-YOU UNDERSTAND ORAEVIAN, THE LANGUAGE OF THE GODS. HIGHER LEVELS OF INTELLIGENCE AND AWARENESS INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL

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ABILITIES:

SHIELD WALL- RANK 6
-CREATE A MAGICAL BARRIER TO PROTECT YOU FROM DAMAGE.

MAELYNE’S SHIELD- RANK 4
-CREATE A MAGICAL BARRIER TO PROTECT YOURSELF AND THOSE CLOSE TO YOU FROM DAMAGE.

LESSER HEALING- RANK 5
-HEAL MINOR DAMAGE.

COMPANION 1-
-PERMANENTLY BIND A COMPANION TO YOUR SERVICE. THIS COMPANION GAINS +5 STRENGTH, +5 STAMINA, AND +5 ENDURANCE.

COMPANION 2-
-PERMANENTLY BIND A COMPANION TO YOUR SERVICE. THIS COMPANION GAINS +4 AGILITY, +4 REFLEXES, +4 DEXTERITY, AND STEALTH.

COMPANION 3-
-PERMANENTLY BIND A COMPANION TO YOUR SERVICE. THIS COMPANION GAINS +2 INTELLIGENCE, +2 CHARISMA, +2 AWARENESS, LESSER HEALING, AND FORCE BLAST.

PROTECT COMPANION- RANK 5
-CREATE A MAGICAL SHIELD TO PROTECT A COMPANION.

SUMMON COMPANION- RANK 3
-YOU MAY TRANSPORT A COMPANION TO YOUR SIDE. RANGE 100 METERS. INCREASES IN RANK WILL INCREASE THE RANGE OF THIS ABILITY.

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GIFTS:

LOYALTY- YOU GAIN POWER FROM YOUR COMPANION’S LOYALTY. AS THEIR LOYALTY INCREASES, SO DOES THE EFFECTIVENESS OF YOUR ABILITIES.

MAELYNE’S BLESSING- RANK 2. 20% PROTECTION FROM ALL DAMAGE. ALL DAMAGE PREVENTED THIS WAY IS ADDED TO YOUR NEXT ATTACK. WHILE PROTECTING OTHERS, SHIELD STRENGTH AND SHIELD DURATION ARE INCREASED BY 50%

MAELYNE’S GREATER BLESSING- YOU POSSESS A DIVINE SPARK, A SLIVER OF MAELYNE’S ESSENCE. DIVINITY AND DIVINE POWER HAVE BEEN UNLOCKED.

COMPANION 1

NAME: TERI LOUISE CORSKEY
GENDER: FEMALE
AGE: 15
HEALTH: 100%
MANA: NA
STATUS: NO INJURIES, ILLNESSES, OR NEGATIVE STATUS EFFECTS.
SPECIAL ABILITY: INCREASED HEALTH AND REGENERATION

STRENGTH: 14
STAMINA: 15
ENDURANCE: 14
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AGILITY: 10
REFLEXES: 8
DEXTERITY: 8
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INTELLIGENCE: 9
CHARISMA: 10
AWARENESS: 7
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MANA POOL: NA
MANA RECOVERY: NA
HEALTH: 620
REGENERATION: 370

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EQUIPMENT:
ARMOR: UPPER MID-LEVEL ARMOR
-ARMOR RATING 200
-20% PROTECTION FROM ALL MAGICAL DAMAGE
-PREVENTS THE WEARER FROM BEING PHOTOGRAPHED OR RECORDED BY NON-MAGICAL MEANS

WEAPONS:
WAR CLUB-
-20% ADDITIONAL DAMAGE

SHIELD-
-HIGHLY RESISTANT TO DAMAGE

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SKILLS:

KICKBOXING- RANK 2
-YOU KNOW KICKBOXING. HIGHER LEVELS OF STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

COMPANION 2

NAME: MATTHEW LAWRENCE CORSKEY
GENDER: MALE
AGE: 19
HEALTH: 100%
MANA: NA
STATUS: NO INJURIES, ILLNESSES, OR NEGATIVE STATUS EFFECTS.
SPECIAL ABILITIES: STEALTH- RANK 1

STRENGTH: 11
STAMINA: 11
ENDURANCE: 10
-
AGILITY: 14
REFLEXES: 14
DEXTERITY: 16
-
INTELLIGENCE: 12
CHARISMA: 9
AWARENESS: 11
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MANA POOL: NA
MANA RECOVERY: NA
HEALTH: 570
REGENERATION: 320

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EQUIPMENT:
ARMOR: UPPER LIGHT ARMOR
-ARMOR RATING 80
-INCREASES EFFECTIVENESS OF STEALTH
-LEAVES NO FOOTPRINTS
-20% PROTECTION FROM ALL MAGICAL DAMAGE
-PREVENTS THE WEARER FROM BEING PHOTOGRAPHED OR RECORDED BY NON-MAGICAL MEANS

WEAPONS:
BLACK DAGGER
-CAUSES TRIPLE DAMAGE WHEN THROWN

PAINTBALL GUN-
-INCREASED RANGE AND ACCURACY

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SKILLS:

KUNG FU- RANK 2
-YOU KNOW KUNG FU. HIGHER LEVELS OF STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.

COMPANION 3

NAME: LAUREN MICHELLE GAYLE
GENDER: FEMALE
AGE: 19
HEALTH: 100%
MANA: 100%
STATUS: NO INJURIES, ILLNESSES, OR NEGATIVE STATUS EFFECTS.
SPECIAL ABILITY: LESSER HEALING AND FORCE BLAST.

STRENGTH: 8
STAMINA: 10
ENDURANCE: 9
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AGILITY: 10
REFLEXES: 9
DEXTERITY: 10
-
INTELLIGENCE: 14
CHARISMA: 12
AWARENESS: 13
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MANA POOL: 300
MANA RECOVERY: 200
HEALTH: 200
REGENERATION: 100

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EQUIPMENT:

ARMOR: LIGHT ARMOR
-ARMOR RATING 60
-20% PROTECTION FROM ALL MAGICAL DAMAGE
-PREVENTS THE WEARER FROM BEING PHOTOGRAPHED OR RECORDED BY NON-MAGICAL MEANS

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SKILLS:

STAFF FIGHTING- RANK 3
-YOU KNOW HOW TO FIGHT USING A STAFF. HIGHER LEVELS OF STRENGTH AND DEXTERITY INCREASE THE EFFECTIVENESS OF THIS SKILL.



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