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[center]HP: [b][color=red]34[/color]/160[/b] | MP: [b]168/168[/b] | SP: [b]136/176[/b][/center]
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He would have thanked Klein and Ames for their concern for him but all he could muster while he was chewing the herb was an uneven bob of his head and a weak arm gesture trying to reassure them somewhat. Ames' outburst regarding his settings garnered a rough and strained titter that was rather short-lived as he had to focus on chewing on the herb. He kept chewing for a handful of seconds as the choking pain he felt turned into a feeling of a rather severe case of nasal congestion. Once again, he has been pulled away from the depths of agony by consuming the helpful little herb. Despite it being only temporary relief. He was thankful to have collected the herbs while eating wild corndogs.

Raime stood up from his position and witnessed the party's desperate struggle. Despite the painfully obvious gap in their collective might compared to their opponent's, they still persisted and kept going. Seeing his friends give their one hundred percent and beyond was enough to silence any doubts that whispered in his ear.  

Who was he to not give his all while everyone else did? For Chrissake, he was a goddamn Moreno. Persistence and tenacity ran in their [b][i]fucking[/i][/b] blood! 

He picks up his crossbow from the bloodied grass and takes an optimal position close enough to the party so the frogman wouldn't single him out again, but not too far for it to have ample time to react to the bolt going over a forty meters a second. The man would also only make opportunity attacks when the frogman is distracted to increase the likelihood of it actually dealing damage and decreasing its chances of dodging or snatching bolt mid-flight even lower.

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[b]Username:[/b] Raime Braun
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Height:[/b] 189 cm
[b]Weight:[/b] 90 kg
[b]Voice Pitching:[/b] 0
[b]Decorations:[/b] None notable.
[b]Appearance:[/b] Splitting image of his own physical appearance. Wearing a full set of traveler's clothes.
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[center]=Points when applied to HP, MP, or SP, each point consumed grants 10.=[/center]
[i]HP[/i] – 160 
[Determines how much damage you can take before death.]

[i]MP[/i] – 160 + 5% = [b]168[/b]
[Used for spellcasting. Affects magical damage.]

[i]SP[/i] – 160 + 10% = [b]176[/b]
[Used for techniques and skills. Affects physical damage.]

[i]STR[/i] – 10 
[General physical strength.]

[i]AGI[/i] – 32 + 10% + 20% = [b]42[/b]
[Affects perception of time in combat. Partially affects physical speed.] 

[i]END[/i] – 12 
[General toughness and physical defense. Affects SP regeneration.]

[i]DEX[/i] – 32 + 5% =  [b]34[/b]
[General skill and accuracy of movements. Affects weapons and tool usage.]

[i]LUC[/i] – 10 
[Affects item drop rates.][/hider]
[b]Classes:[/b] 
[b]Scout Lvl.9 - [+5% MP | +10% SP | +10% AGI | +5% DEX][/b]

[hider=Skills][list][*][b][Ranged Proficiency Lvl.1][/b] = Increase Proficiency with Ranged Weapons. [*][b][Zoned In][/b] - Increase AGI by 20%. Passively Consumes 10 SP Per-Turn while Active.
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[b]Perception:[/b] Realistic
[b]Gore:[/b] On
[b]Pain Setting:[/b] 100%
[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]

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Money: 8 Silver Pieces[hr][list][*] Common Pouch [*] Standard Bolts x ∞ [*] White Herbs x 2
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