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[i]HP[/i] – 150
[i]MP[/i] – 200
[i]SP[/i] – 50
[i]STR[/i] – 10
[i]AGI[/i] – 15
[i]END[/i] – 15
[i]DEX[/i] – 10
[i]LUC[/i] – 15
[b]Classes:[/b] Mage[/hider]
[hider=User Experience]
[b]Perception:[/b] Fantastic
[b]Gore:[/b] On
[b]Pain Setting:[/b] 15%
[b]Clothing Damage:[/b] On
[b]Nudity Censor:[/b] Off
[b]Profanity Censor:[/b] Off
[b]Combat Action:[/b] Manual
[b]Spell Incantations:[/b] Manual[/hider]
[hider=Inventory]
Funds: 0
Items: Common Pouch
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[color=2E8B57][b][u]Amulak al Acturus (Stanislaw)[/u][/b][/color]

Stanislaw read over his two available spells briefly, committing their effects to memory and how he could best use them. It wasn't that complex yet, but Mana Control would likely be something very useful for the future if it applied to all spells. In the meantime, it seemed the group had started walking around, so he quickly joined up with them, taking up a position somewhere in the middle. Not in front to tank hits, and not too far in back to get screwed if they were ambushed from behind. 

The kappas had him tilting his head, and he briefly looked them over before preparing for battle. 

[color=2E8B57][b]"Huh. These things are, uh...how you say? Manlet."[/b][/color] He snickered, raising a hand as he nodded at both Lew and Mags. 

[color=2E8B57][b]"Okay, you got it. Hopefully we nuke second one down before he kick our shit in melee, yes?"[/b][/color] Amulak said, starting the process to cast a spell as he waved his outstretched hand. A three word chant, eh? Well, as long as he could mix it up every now and then, he might as well make up some random bullshit for the moment until he figured out some flavorful or funny chants.

...Ah, screw it. Might as well just curse in Polish. Not like anyone here spoke the language, anyway.

[color=2E8B57][b]"Pieprzyć twoją matkę!"[/b][/color] He cried out, not bothering with Mana Control for the moment as he shot a Magic Bolt at the kappa he was designated to.