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  Dexterity is the attribute most associated with rogues and archers. However, it is worth sidering how the attribute funs to correctly prioritize it for your css.

  Dexterity is often called agility, reflexes, or speed and be said to represent all these qualities. If your css skills are based on the precise pt of your strike, such as an archer, rogue, or monk, theerity is a critically important attribute. It will increase your reflexes, critical damage ce with physical attacks, and speed. This makes it essential to dodging, outrunning your oppo, and generally reag to faster enemies. What is most poorly uood is that dexterity also increases the rea speed of a mage. So bat mages that are physically reactive in their style would also be from some iment ierity.

  - Excerpt from The Adventurer’s Guide, Third Edition

  Aliandra

  Ali kept her eyes and her mana sight peeled fns of any more Forest Guardians, but it was hard to make out anything against the riotous storm of chaotic ambient mana that billowed up out of the dense jungle.

  This lowest level of Dal’mohra had once been flush with fields and orchards, produg a wealth of food to supply the city and its surroundings. Givehousands of years that had passed, she had expected the nature and light mana orbs and entments sustaining the farmnd to have failed, leaving an area dead and dark, much like the cavern in which she had awoken. However, it was anything but.

  The floating orbs of light were long gone, but it was not dark. The juself glowed.

  “Why is it sht down here?” Malika asked.

  “The mana is so dehat it’s glowing,” Ali answered. And that was not all. Everywhere she looked there were crawling creatures or flying is – and the vast majority of them shoh radiant white or yellow light, lowed with deep viridian green, chartreuse, or various shades of jade.

  “I ’t see much of anything through this,” groused.

  Ihe density of the grees, draped with heavy yers of vines, moss, and all sorts of aerial pnts made searg for more Forest Guardians nearly impossible.

  Up ahead, Mato chuffed softly and sshed his cws across the trunk of an old oak, a variety Ali did nnize.

  “Thanks, Mato,” she smiled, flying up to the tree and destrug it before they pushed onward through the brush.

  “Wait Mato, monsters,” said.

  Ali froze, sing the bushes and vines for whatever had seen. He pointed, and through the branches she found herself squinting at somethiing an incredible radiance, far brighter thahe forest itself.

  Radiant Brawler – Elemental – level 35-37 (Light) x2.Luminous Slime – Ooze – level 24-25 (Light) x2.Sparkling Ooze – level 34-37 (Light) x3.

  Oh, that’s new!

  Malika Malika squirying to make out the shape of the monsters prowling among the trees up ahead. They had been following ’s lead for only a few mihrough the muggy jungle before they had found trouble. It was hard to miss the intense blue-white light the pair of monsters were radiating, casting sharp moving shadows of trees and undergrowth as they slowly paced. They looked like some kind of aberrant, squat dog – if dogs could weigh upward of eight hundred pounds, were more than twice as broad as they were tall, and shone like some sort of indest sun. Standing nearly as tall as she was at the shoulder, their front legs were thid set wide. Their backs sloped down to shorter hind legs. The head was broad, and mostly jaw, posed almost entirely of fangs, with no sign of eyes or nose. Snaking up around from the thick shoulders were four tentacle-like limbs that flicked and twitched in various dires as if sampling the air. Their shapes were somewhat blurry as if furred by a shimmeri mirage.

  “Radiant Brawlers. Mid-thirties elementals – and there are some oozes back there in the bushes,” whispered.

  “Light affinity,” Ali added.

  I didn’t evehe oozes. They lurked in the blinding effulgen much the same way that rogues hid in shadows. The two bulky Radiant Brawlers were sht that it was hard to make out the wobbly oozes even after she ko look. Two of the oozes looked like the ohey had defeated on the floating rings on the sed level. Luminous Slimes, she recalled. They were a known quantity, but she had never seen anything like the other three before – they seemed to be at least four or five feet across, and almost eransparent. Suspended within their bodies were several fist-sized indest blobs of brilliant white light.

  Malika rubbed her eyes, already feeling the beginnings of a headache from staring at so much brightness.

  “Ready?” Mato asked. “Those brawlers look bitey. I tank them with the oozes over by that oak.”

  “Watch out that the Luminous Slimes don’t pletely dazzle you,” Ali said.

  “We don’t know what the Sparkling Oozes and the Radiant Brawlers do,” remihem, drawing a longsuffering growl from Mato. “Be ready for anything.”

  Malika double-checked that all her skills were active before nodding. Not like she ever turhem off now. “I’m good to go. I’ll pick up anything if you miss it.”

  Mato roared and barreled forward, tearing a broad gash through the undergrowth. Malika sprinted along the trampled path he left in his wake.

  She had almost reached the monsters when a shimmer caught her eye ing from the two Brawlers. Both their forms became indistinct, and in an instant, there were several images of each of them along a straight liweehey had been prowling and Ali and waiting at the back. With a crash of cws against a magical barrier, they solidified, and the images began to fade. Distracted by the instantaneous move, Malika missed the indest spray of light from the oozes that bsted both her and Mato, blinding her in a fsh.

  Shit, Ali and need help. Her mind seemed unnaturally calm, given the giant melee mohreatening her friends, and the fact that she was suddenly partially blinded. Goiirely off memory, she triggered her Diviep and charged back the way she had just e, blinking to try and accelerate the recovery of her eyesight.

  She overshot, uo prauge the distance, and smmed bodily into the back of one of the brawlers. Clumsy, but it achieved her objective – both brawlers blurred with speed and light, wheeling to attack her with the whip-like tentacle limbs that shimmered and cracked as they struck from multiple angles.

  She winced, but not at the pain of the flurry of strikes hitting her fad arms – somehow, incredibly, with each shing strike, mana was ripped from her mana pool.

  So fast! If she didn’t do something soon, she would be leeched dry before she k. Instantly put on the defensive by the insane flurry of attacks, Malika eled more and more stamina into Diviep, accelerating her movement in a desperate attempt to dodge and block faster.

  “Watch out!” she yelled. and Ali definitely did not have the armor or defeo take a hit from these. In the distance she could hear Mato’s frustrated r.

  The rger brawler on her left shimmered and blurred, making half a dozen images appear all around her. Before she could react, the image directly behind her solidified, biting down ohigh with its enormous maw full of sharp teeth, tearing and ripping through her muscles, and spraying her blood across the damp grass.

  Fug teleport! What is this? She gritted her teeth against the pain, p mana into her Healing Mantra while hammering her elbow down hard ohing’s head trying to dislodge it. It took the full power of her Martial Arts supported by Soul Strike to get it to let go, and in the process, the other brawler’s shiacles ripped away even more of her mana.

  I o do something about that. Soon. Deg that they couldn’t steal her mana if she didn’t have any, Malika activated Sed Wind, instantly verting all her remaining free mana to stamina. Now try stealing my mana, stupid monster, she thought, unleashing a punbination as the brawler that had mauled her leg darted away, feeling the wele steady trickle of stoleh from her Soul Strike.

  “Back up, Ali,” Malika said, accelerating herself to her maximum, while dodging and blog every siack the monsters unleashed. She had their plete attention now, but she didn’t want Ali to take any ces by being too close. To her surprise, Ali seemed to be moving in slow motion, taking way too long to withdraw from the danger. Malika blocked atack that might have struck Ali’s barrier and she was about to tell her to hurry up, when she saw the ining Firebolt from one of Ali’s mages, also moving all too sluggishly and easily avoided by the brawler it was targeting as it blurred into images and teleported itself behind Malika.

  It's me that’s fast! Unsciously, Malika had pushed her haste as far as she could, struggling to keep up with the insane speed of the brawlers, but everyone around her was still moving at normal speed. She had simply not noticed because her own reflexes were simirly accelerated. Even Mato, over by the tree with his paws full of angry glowing oozes, seemed to be moving like mosses.

  She blocked again, a flurry of shing attacks, missing one which struck her on the shoulder. Mana leeched, drawn out by the straentacle-like appendage, and to her horror, her Perfect Body skill suddenly expired.

  What? The sudden decrease of her attributes slowed her reflexes instantly and the brawlers suddenly accelerated beyond her ability to eve. In desperatioried to reactivate her skill, but it wouldn’t work. Not enough mana? ging tactics, she used Relentless and re-enabled Perfect Body using stamina instead. As her reas suddenly accelerated, she began to blod dodge properly once again, fshing Healing Mantra to recover the sudden spike in damage.

  What the fuck? How?

  While she was uo spend mana that was reserved for her skills, it seemed that the reservation was not a prote against the mana-leeg ability of the brawlers. When she emptied her mana pool with Sed Wind, she had iently made herself vulnerable to losing her skills when they leeched the mana reserved to maintain them. Malika was still running out of mana, uo block or dodge everything that was thrown at her. Anticipating the problem before it maed, she switched Soul Armor over to stamina also and theied the rest of her mana into stamina.

  The smaller brawler’s tentacles lit up with a sudden indest iy and Malika instinctively dove to the ground, exeg a quick backflip to avoid the four sudden beams of intense blue-white light that shot out of each of its floating limbs. The beams swept across the battlefield in all dires, slig through the terrain, trees, and anything else they touched.

  Ali cried out in pain and dropped to the ground behind her barrier, smoke curling up from a terrible burnt gouge through the muscle of her upper thigh.

  Ali!

  As much as she wao help, Malika inned down by these two monsters. Whichever way she dodged, they instantly followed. She could hardly even take her eyes off them to check to see if Ali was ok. Malika gritted her teeth and blocked again, burning stamina just to keep up. She has a healer, she reassured herself, dang backward through the undergrowth to pull the two brawlers further away from her injured friend.

  “Malika, above you!” ’s shout caught her attention and she gnced upward to see an indest white ball arg high through the branches of the trees toward her. The briefest moment her gook was enough to get her hit three times before she snapped her focus back to dodging. She unleashed a quick jab into the brawler and dodged sideways, putting it between her and the ining projectile. As it hit the dirt, both brawlers shimmered into their teleport and Malika threw herself to the ground as whatever it was exploded with a deafening bang, filling the etlefield with an indest blinding light. A heavy shockwave smmed into her bad shoulders, followed instantly by a rain of dirt, sod, and shredded pnt matter.

  She sprang to her feet, anxious, lest the monsters catch her while she was down. She pulsed Healing Mantra, burning the little mana she had maee before the brawlers took it, and then dodged a flurry of attacks as one of the monsters charged her. The rger brawler began to glow from the tips of its tentacle limbs and Malika flew into a tumbling sequence of evasive flips and rolls as she reized and tried to avoid the intense sweeping beams of light.

  I ’t dodge it! One of the beams sliced into her left arm leaving a smoking, cauterized wound. She grimaced at the pain, but Crity kept her mind focused, and she nded nimbly on her feet, dodging the aggressive follow-up attack, spending a little of her rapidly dwindling stamina on healing her arm. In the distance, she heard Mato r in pain, but there was nothing she could do for him.

  Crity was simply astounding, regeing both stamina and mana as if she were sitting to meditate. Undoubtedly it was the sole reason she was still able to fight. But as good as it was, she was still running out – she had lost a critical amount of mana to the insanely fast leech attacks, four at a time per monster, and she was burning through her stamina at an incredible rate just to match speed with them. She retrieved one of the feotions she had stored in her ring and dow between blog attacks, tinuously transferring the regeing mana to stamina as soon as it appeared in her mana pool. It was an ineffit transfer, but anything was better than losing it to the monsters.

  Faster, she urged herself. No, I o fight smarter. She had been pushing herself faster and faster, but that had a clear expiration. Holy, even at their insane speed and multiple attacks, Malika was acclimating to the high-speed battle, and beginning to match speed with them. She studied her foes while she unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks timed iween blog and dodging.

  Time the pattern. The smaller one prefers to e from the right. She trated her focus, studyiwo foes carefully, and then she moved. Left, left, bite, right, pause, and then ssh. She predicted each move, dodging in respoo each attack. As her final dodge took her into the range of the rger monster, she realized her mistake as the whip strike sshed across her cheek, spraying blood into the air.

  Shit, they’re cooperating. It wasn’t a lot of damage, and she hadn’t left any mana in her mana pool, but if she were forced to use her healing magic this often, she would run out of stamina too quickly. She ighe wound, letting the blood run down her face, deg to prioritize only injuries that impaired her speed or defenses, letting the slow trickle of health leeched by Soul Strike take care of the rest.

  This one should be ready to teleport soon. She guessed it, but she didn’t think she could be as precise as she would like. But right o blurred into its afterimages. Where is it? She focused all her attention on her serying to catch the instant it materialized. There! She caught the subtle shimmer in the image out of the er of her eye and executed a deep bad, barely avoiding the attacks that sliced through the air inches above her face.

  S through the air, another indest ball desded toward her, and she turned her bad into a flip, nding ft on the ground right before the explosion ripped up the turf, ung clods of grass in all dires. Burning more of her precious stamina on a heal, she found the brawler that had just used its teleport was now leaking a glowing blue fluid from several wounds.

  Is that its blood? Previously the brawlers had avoided the explosion with their teleport, but it looked like it had been caught i with its escape skill on recharge. It was the first time she had seen real damage on one of them, and it gave her an idea.

  She attacked in a flurry of accelerated blows, several punches eg with the creature while it was still staggered by the bst. She sprang up, leaping over the monster as the other re-engaged, shing out with its four-way beam attacks.

  A glowing arrow shot past her ear, burying itself deep into the wounded brawler. A thunderous roar alerted her to Mato’s ining charge, while firebolts and other attacks began filling the air. Most of the attacks seemed ically slow and the brawlers effortlessly avoided them, but Ali’s guided bolts seemed to nd, and the Lightning Bolt from her shaman seemed instant as normal.

  In particur, Mato looked hirious, filing around awkwardly at the afterimages of the brawlers, but his regeion aura was just as wele as the ulse of holy magic settling in on Malika to heal the wounds she had been ing in order to save stamina. And then Mato began stealing damage from the hits she failed to block – a truly ridiculous skill that allowed him to tank damage by proxy even if he couldn’t see or keep up with the monsters at all.

  If I don’t have to heal as much… did send him in? Malika powered her Diviep, boosting her haste, a on the offeaking risks now in favor of nding more hits, relying on her suddenly boosted regeion to keep her in the fight, along with the support of the Kobold healers.

  She puhe brawler in the jaw just as it attempted to bite her, defleg the attack. As the creature dodged sideways to avoid her kick, it ran into a suddenly appearing barrier and her kick ected. Clever. Uo hit the monsters with her minions, Ali seemed to be res to pinning them down with her barriers and shooting Are Bolts instead. Without a sed thought, Malika took advantage of the sturdy struct, running up the golden wall and exeg a flip at the top, ing down with a vicious krike to the back of the monster’s head. It colpsed to the ground in a shimmer of chaotic light images and the chime of the kill notification.

  Take that!

  But Malika didn’t get ae, immediately pulsing her healing magic as she failed to dodge a sudden beam of light magic that sliced through her leg and bit deep into the corpse below her. She sprang up into the air with a thrust of her good leg, nding on the back of the one remaining brawler. ing her left arm around the whip-tentacles, she ighe tinuous leech while she grappled with it for leverage. Once she had them secure, she unleashed a brutal series of punches and elbow strikes into the back of its head while it struggled to dislodge her. It shimmered, and Malika’s grip suddenly was air and afterimages as the moeleported away. She hit the ground running, ung a series of kicks as the monster materialized right in front of her. Her foot ected with a solid strike to the side of its head as she traded blows with the monster, sending blue glowing fluid flying as it struggled against her magical onsught.

  A final kick crushed its jaw from beh, and Soul Strike pulsed brightly before the monster colpsed to the ground. The shimmer and glow slowly faded as her chime sounded.

  Yroup has defeated Radiant Brawler – Elemental – level 35-37 x2.Yroup has defeated Luminous Slime – Ooze – level 24-25 x2.Yroup has defeated Sparkling Ooze – level 34-37 x3.

  “Are you ok?” Malika asked, looking to where Ali was still hiding behind her barrier. It had been agony to hear Ali scream in pain and not be able to rush over to heal her. But dragging the two elementals over to her friends would have put them in incredible danger.

  “Yup, I’m fine now. I just keep fetting that light ght through my barrier,” Ali said, her eyes dropping to her feet in chagrin. She dropped her barrier and walked over to join her by the corpse of the monster and Malika could see that whatever injury she had sustained had been long healed, the evidence remaining only as scorched marks on her clothing.

  “Yoing to o talk to Lydia again soon.” Ali’s expeailored armor several burns and rips which looked like they would need repair. But Ali just frowned briefly, trating, and suddenly the holes closed up and Malika remembered Lydia’s armor creations could repair themselves with mana.

  “You’re so fast, I barely see you now,” Ali said, looking up at her. “I couldn’t follow these monsters at all, only my Are Bolts could track them.”

  “What are they anyway?” Malika poked the heavy, motionless corpse with her foot. The light was already much dimmer, and it was still leaking blue stuff from several wounds.

  “Light elemental. Haste and teleport,” said, joining them too. “It’s hard to figure out exactly what they’re doing when they move so fast – it felt like I was trying to shoot a jar full of angry dragonflies.”

  “The whip-tentacle things steal mana too,” Malika observed.

  “I couldn’t see anything,” Mato grumbled, crag his knuckles with a frustrated growl.

  “Your dexterity is pretty lht?” asked him, getting a nod. “Dexterity improves rea speed, so it helps tremendously with this kind of mohat and high perception.”

  “But I Swiped the air so powerfully,” Mato mock-groaned.

  A griook ’s unusually inteare. “Sure, sure, and that waving business with your paws was y to knock them over with a whirlwind, right?”

  “That or my beastly breath?”

  As they ribbed each other and chuckled through increasingly terrible jokes and puns, Malika’s thoughts immediately returo the middle of the battle when the brawler had drained her mana below the amount she o sustain her Perfect Body enha. The instant her skill failed, her rea speed had dropped dramatically. Perfect Body enhanced her endurand wisdom, but most importantly for this fight, it boosted dexterity by a lot. was right, as usual. A little more dexterity wouldn’t hurt her either.

  “Would dexterity help me to attaething like that?” Ali asked, looking up as she finished destrug the Brawler’s corpse. Three small motes ht light persisted, floating in the air where the mana of the corpse dissipated.

  Lesser Radiant Essence x3Light-affinity crafting reagent.Mana: bine 3 Lesser Radiant Esseo one Radiant EssenceValue: 5 gent – Mana Essence

  Oh nice, crafting reagents! These might sell well! Malika stored the essences. She would o do a little research with Weldin to find out who might be a good buyer for them.

  “Yes, I think so,” answered Ali. “But I think it would be hard for a mage to prioritize dexterity over wisdom or intelligence most of the time.”

  “I have a lot of skills that scale from higher dexterity,” Malika added. “Each point I gain does a lot for me.” She gazed at the huge corpse of the remaining elemental. “I don’t suppose you make these, Ali?”

  “Nope,” she answered. “I would need an affinity fht magic.”

  “Too bad, I was hoping you could make them as sparring partners,” she grinned.

  “I thought I was the battle junkie,” Mato mumbled while Ali set about destrug everything in sight.

  “Oh, what were the flying explosion things?” Malika asked, remembering the intensely brilliant explosions that she had had to try and dodge.

  “The Sparkling Ooze spits those out and they blow up,” Mato expined, with a pained expression. “It’s super annoying wheher ones blind you and you take the explosion to the face.”

  “I really want to make them,” Ali said with excitement.

  Malika smiled at Mato’s exaggerated groan and sat down. “Thanks for the regen aura and the damage trahat turhe battle for me,” she told him. The more she got to know him, the more she realized Mato craved being useful in a fight. She was certain he was hiding an enormous amount of frustration at spending half the battle filing helplessly at foes that were too fast for him. As soon as she thanked him for his help, he suddenly rexed aurned her smile.

  She calmed her mind further, fog on her breathing for a few minutes, feeling the wele sensation of her regeion accelerating. With Crity, the bonus for sitting and fog, and the influenateion aura, she wouldn’t oo long to refill her mana. Looking inward, she began to read the blue-white glowing notifications.

  Soul Monk has reached level 34.+10 attribute points.

  Martial Artist has reached level 16 (+2).Soul Strike has reached level 20 (+2).Healing Mantra has reached level 20.Perfect Body has reached level 17.Enlightened Evasion has reached level 19.Diviep has reached level 18 (+2).Sed Wind has reached level 6 (+2).Crity has reached level 4 (+3).

  Dang has reached level 5.

  Dang leveled from a fight? The st notification took her by surprise, but her parents had been the ones who enced her dance csses, saying that skillful aerous movements were all based on the same principles. Clearly, the system had thought her fighting style suffitly graceful, or perhaps she had unsciously used her dang skills during the fight.

  Maybe I should get back to training it explicitly… The rest of her skill level gains seemed more normal, other than the fact that she had pushed herself to the limits on many of them and the sheer number of levels gained was impressive. She pursed her lips in thought for a moment and the four points oerity and two ea vitality, wisdom, and endurance.

  To her surprise, another notification popped up immediately and she caught her breath, reading through it in a rush.

  Requirements met for skill adva.

  Soul Strike has reached level 20.Experienced mana leech attacks.Survived being draio zero mana in bat. Wisdom has surpassed 120.

  Soul Strike gains Mana Strike.Soul Strike – level 20Mana: Enhance a Melee Attabsp;with your soul magic, striking directly at the health or mana of your oppo. A portion of this health or mana is returo you. Your Attabsp;gains +207% [40 + skill + wisdom] additional Soul damage. Raouch.Soul, Melee, Support, WisdomAccept this adva?

  This is an amazing advance, Malika thought, reading through it again. It wouldn’t improve the amount of damage she dealt, if she uood the ‘striking directly at the mana of your oppo’ part, but she had just experienced how challenging it was to fight a mohat kept sapping her mana. She had Relentless as a defense against that – an oppo relying on mana without something like her aptitude, or a very high regeion rate, would be rendered helpless.

  “Hey, what do you guys think of this?” she asked, sharing the offered adva with her friends for a sed opinion. However, uhey brought up something critical that she had missed, she was certain she wahis.

  “Wow, a denial attack!” said, looking surprisingly excited. “Situationally useful, but extremely powerful when used well. That would give our team some great rategic options.”

  Well, that’s a very way to put it, Malika thought, grinning widely at him. He suddenly found his toes incredibly iing; Mato’s gruff chuckle of realization made their friend blush richly.

  “What’s denial?” Ali asked.

  “If a monster es all your mana, you’re not dead, but you ’t do much,” expined. “I would be nearly worthless in bat without any mana. It’s even worse if the moeals the mana because then they use it against you.”

  “It’s worse even than not being able to cast anything. These brawlers leeched the mana I had reserved to keep my Perfect Body and Soul Armor running. The enha skills dropped as soon as the reserved mana was less than the required amount.” Malika had gotten quite a big scare in the middle of the fight because of it.

  “How do you even defend against that?” Ali looked horrified.

  “Magic resistance, high regeion, mana potions, stuff like that,” suggested.

  “Or just don’t get hit,” Mato added.

  “I used Releo s my skills over to using stamina instead,” Malika said, “and Sed Wind to transfer any mana to stamina instead of letting the monsters have it. I spent most of that fight on zero mana. I think I’m going to take this o sounds good.”

  “It is good,” said, nodding.

  “Hey, Mato, I test it out on you?” Malika said, accepting the adva.

  “Sure,” he said, grinning broadly, and sed to his Bear Form.

  It didn’t take long to figure it out. When she used Soul Strike, she had to choose between Mana Strike or Health Strike – there seemed to be no way to choose both simultaneously. At least it was intuitive. With just a few quick punches, she verified that her magic damage was attag his mana pool instead of his health, and she received a slow trickle of stolen mana instead of the usual stoleh.

  “That’s nasty,” Mato said after the test. “I wouldn’t want to duel you.”

  “ you do it without pung?” Ali asked.

  “Yes, why?”

  “I want to see how much resistance helps,” Ali answered.

  Malika reached out and touched Ali’s arm with Soul Strike – eliminating the physical damage po of her strike entirely. There was a fsh of blue-white light as her skill triggered, and she felt the mana leeg bato her mana pool.

  “Ouch! That feels awful,” Ali said, snatg her arm back with a gasp.

  “Sorry. I got less than three-quarters of what I got from Mato,” Malika mused, watg her mana numbers closely.

  “That’s just about my magical resistance,” Ali firmed.

  said, “Well, let’s take a minute and then we should tinue expl.”

  ***

  Name: MalikaRace: HumanTitles: Street Rat

  Active Buffs: Perfect Body, Soul Armor, Enlightened Evasion

  Css: Soul Monk – level 34- Martial Artist – level 16- Soul Strike – level 20- Healing Mantra – level 20- Perfect Body – level 17- Soul Armor – level 19- Enlightened Evasion – level 19- Diviep – level 18- Sed Wind – level 6- Crity – level 4- [Locked]

  General Skills- Dang – level 5- Calligraphy – level 3- Lockpig – level 5- Appraise – level 11

  Aptitudes- Languages: on- Bloodline (Ahn Khen): Dormant- Mana (Affinity): Soul- Relentless (Css): +100% to Stamina Regeioless (Css): You pay for any abilities with stamina instead of manaAttributes- Vitality: 54- Strength: 15- Endurance: 145 (+57) - Dexterity: 207 (+90) - Perception: 25- Intelligence: 22- Wisdom: 147 (+58)

  Equipment- Hands: s of Accuracy – level 17- Ring: Silver Guild Ring – level 30

  Armor: 133Physical Damage Redu: 12.25%Evasion: 133Dodge: 12.25%+6% to Accuracy rating.

  Health: 540/540Stamina: 870/1450 (580 Reserved)Mana: 1470/1470

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