[color=2E8B57][b][u]Stanislaw/Amulak[/u][/b][/color]

[i][Accent Select: Slavic]
[Accent Strength: 125%][/i]

The moment Slanislaw opened his eyes, he realized he'd fucked up. As it stood, it was hard to even move, taking a ridiculous amount of effort to even take a few steps. So...he'd probably minmaxed way too hard for character creation, and this was how the game system punished it. If nothing else, he had to give the devs props for sheer creativity. This was one way to deal with minmaxers. Still, considering the amount of stat points he would get as he leveled, and the fact that a stat of ten was a human average, he'd probably only need a few levels to pump his dumped stats back to an average rating before going straight back into his build. 

A thud next to him told Stanislaw that he hadn't been the only one who'd goofed. Just not as hard as that one. Glancing over with concern, he examined the collapsed player among the group he'd spawned with, relaxing slightly once someone else had helped him. Upon hearing the password they'd """agreed""" on (more like forced on), he realized that they'd at least all spawned with each other. Impressive, considering the timezone difference among the rather international group. 

Still, one glance at...Calace told him that they at least shared the same problem. 

[color=2E8B57][b]"I am having similar problem to Calace,"[/b][/color] Amulak groaned, his thick Slavic accent coming through. [color=2E8B57][b]"Perhaps having big dump stat was shit idea. Will probably need help leveling to deal with this."[/b][/color]