[center][h1][color=8882be]Reylan[/color][/h1][/center]
[center][color=ed1c24]Health[/color]: 400/400
[color=0072bc]Mana[/color]: 550/800
[hider=Stats][color=8882be]Strength[/color]: 5
[color=8882be]Agility[/color]: 14
[color=8882be]Intelligence[/color]: 3
[color=8882be][b]Skills[/b][/color]
[color=8882be]Bow wielding[/color]: 20
[color=8882be]Art[/color]: 10
[color=8882be]Acting[/color]: 5
[color=8882be]Linguistics[/color]: 5
[color=8882be]Smithing[/color]: 5
[color=8882be][b]Actions[/b][/color]
-Double Shot, 50 MP
-Power Shot, 100MP
-Sharp Eye, Passive
-Bounty, Passive
[color=8882be][b]Items[/b][/color]
-Cheap Shoes
-Cheap Clothes
-Bow
-Rapier
-small knife
[/hider][b]Arrows[/b]: 21 >>>> 20
[color=a2d39c]Renn[/color]: 79[/center]
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A dark, unseen, fearful grip tightened around Reylan's heart as he watched the White Wolf's health bar [i]slowly[/i] diminish and by the end of their furious onslaught...he still had 600 more hp. His body felt frozen as the reality of life or death actually struck him, his eyes wide and breathing erratic as the wolf cleaved 200 hp off Dirk....that meant that if the wolf hit him or the other next to him...not to mentioned he missed his first shot. The fight was only going to get harder, their hard-hitting abilities on cool-down at the moment. What else could they have done? What detail did he overlook that put them in this position? Was he too eager to kill the beast and loot the chest?

Somehow the appearance of the large, floppy, white bunny and the idea of it uppercutting the wolf made him laugh and then smile. That was right, this wasn't something he was doing alone. [i]Keep moving forward, no matter how difficult it is.[/i] That was the advice his mother once gave him when he had one of his breakdowns. Nobody can change what was already done. He doubted he would survive this game without those around him. If he was to be the leader, he couldn't afford to do wallow in his own problems. Their lives were his responsibility now more or less and he wouldn't allow anything to happen to them "[color=8882be]Karma! Dirk needs healing. Gives some to Totoro then if you can and hit the wolf again![/color]" His first new command rang out with renewed conviction. Leading others in battle, somehow this stoke a fire that resided in him "[color=8882be]Alisea, cast another Ice blast as soon you can! Hold the fire[/color]." he didn't know the name of the actual name, nor did he have the time to learn it right now. While they may be lacking in their stronger abilities, they now had tactical information on the beast. He retrieved an arrow from his quiver, reaching back and placing the end loosely on the bow string as he continued. 

With Totoro on the scene now, Aster and Dirk should be able to keep the wolf at bay. However he wanted to keep damage taken to a minimal "[color=8882be]Dirk! Focus on all defense and keeping its attention! Make sure to keep switching places with Totoro and keep your distance from each other to limit the damage[/color]!" He looked over at dub hoping he would pick up on his strategy. It had a high defense to physical attack but magic seemed work much better "[color=8882be]Whatever magic attack you got Dub, use'em[/color]." His mind was running a mile an minute trying to figure out everyone's role, finally it was Aster's order "[color=8882be]Aster, stay out of his reach and hit'em from behind[/color]." He issued the last one, taking a moment to breath from speaking so quickly. Now it was his turn to make a move though he spent enough time giving orders.

He couldn't rely and his passive right with the large health pool it had, and his abilities were on cool-down. He had very few options but something was certainly better than nothing. Reyland raised his bow once more, the wood creaking slightly with the stress as he pinched the arrow and pulled back. Taking a moment to aim, he fired the arrow for the wolf's body not wanting to risk another missed shot aiming for the head. As quick as he could, he took another arrow from his quiver but held it in his other hand and bent his legs ready to dodge out of the wolf's path. His voice was surely going to be sore at the end of the day from all this yelling.
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Summary:
-Minor Nervous Breakdown
-Issues orders, loads arrow
-Takes aim, fires one standard shot
-Prepares to dodge if attacked