[sub][h3][i][color=#808080]a[/color][color=#8C7578]м[/color][color=#986B71]e[/color][color=#A46069]ℓ[/color][color=#B05662]ι[/color][color=#BC4B5A]a[/color][/i][/h3][/sub][indent][sup][h1][color=black][b]aмeѕ[/b][/color]
[color=C94153] [b]aмeѕ[/b][/color][/h1][/sup][/indent][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/624270632946761758/706341297191125022/C41x4Q0_2.png[/img]
[sub][b][color=salmon]HP:[/color][/b] [color=salmon]55[/color]/110 - [b][color=DeepSkyBlue]MP:[/color][/b] 100/100 - [b][color=SpringGreen]SP:[/color][/b] [color=FFE4E1]80[/color]/100[/sub] 
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[color=2E2C2C]I want a space here.[/color]
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[b]Username[/b]: Ames
[b]Race[/b]: Human
[b]Gender[/b]: Male
[b]Height[/b]: 176cm | [b]Weight[/b]: 69kg

[b]Classes[/b]: [color=tomato][b]Warrior[/b][/color] [color=gray](+10% HP | +10% STR | +10% END)[/color]
[sub][b]Weapon Proficiency[/b]: LVL 1[/sub]

[b]Attributes[/b]:
HP – [color=tomato]10 (110)[/color]
MP – 10 (100)
SP – 10 (100)
STR – [color=tomato]22[/color]
AGI – 19
END – [color=tomato]22[/color]
DEX – 20
LUC – 21

[b]Abilities[/b]:
Power Attack [sub]Actively consume SP while preparing for an attack; unleash for increased damage on attack.[/sub][/hider]
[hider=INVENTORY][b]Funds[/b]: 0
[b]Item Pouch (Common)[/b]:[list]
[*]Fa Trung's Talisman [color=lightgray]x2 [sup][b]Equipped[/b][/sup][/color]
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[hider=Current User Experience]Perception: [b]Fantastic[/b]
Gore: [b]Pixelated[/b]
Pain Setting: [b]40%[/b]
Clothing Damage: [b]On[/b]
Nudity Censor: [b]Personal[/b]
Profanity Censor: [b]Off[/b]
Combat Action: [b]Stylish[/b]
Spell Incantations: [b]Stylish[/b][/hider][indent][sup][h1][color=black][b]aмeѕ[/b][/color]
[color=C94153] [b]aмeѕ[/b][/color][/h1][/sup][/indent][/hider][sup]_________________[/sup]
The battle was a lot more intense up close, on the cusp of Magpie's sandstone and ocean territory. The smell of the salt water met Ames' nose as she continued her lap around the outside of the circular space where Mags, the frogman, and Klein were fighting. The three of them traded uneven blows, and a particularly powerful let out a shock wave and sent Klein flying high. Ames spared her sky bound companion a brief look of concern, but when he burst into a ball of flame she recalled his cool special power and refocused on the enemy. The enemy that was wiggling his way out of Mags' grasp.

The frog slipped away, landing on his hands and - Ames assumed - was about to complete a handspring when the warrior took that chance to move in. Her eyes widened and she moved forward with purpose. [i]There![/i] She lashed out with a kick. If she could get the frog off balance, just give the group more of an opening...

When the frog creature retaliated, it was so quick that Ames didn't know what hit him. Suddenly there was a sensation of limbs behind his head, then a weightless feeling as Ames was lifted off of the ground. 

[i]Huh? Huh?[/i]

The opponent had been right in front of her, but now all Ames saw was the landscape, upside down, before she was smashed hard into the sandstone. She grunted in pain, the sound quickly turning into panicked sputtering when water rushed into her nose and mouth. She turned her head, lifting it out of the water and squinted her stinging eyes. 

[color=C94153]"What - what the fuck,"[/color] she coughed out. She couldn't move, and she couldn't see the frog. Further, there was something warm pressed to her body. Something... slick. Damp. [i]Slimy.[/i]

When her brain caught up to her, Ames [i][b]shrieked[/b][/i] and thrashed around in the amphibian's hold with all the strength she could muster. [color=C94153][i]"Groooooooss!"[/i][/color] she cried out. Fighting a giant frogman was one thing, but she never wanted to be [i]this[/i] close to it! Ames barely even registered Klein or Magpie above, but there was a little voice in the back of her head that said [i]hey girl, that spear is coming in quick.[/i] In theory, this could be a good opportunity for the party. If Ames thought she could hold the frog down and escape at the last minute - as she thought was perhaps the frog itself's plan - then maybe the could do some serious damage with Klein's spear.

...but the problem was she didn't think she could escape at the last moment. So the only option was to escape as soon as possible, even if it gave the frog further opportunity for survival.

[color=C94153]"Klein if you fucking stab me and I die like this with this frog I - I - !"[/color] Ames hissed to herself through clenched teeth, struggling in the frogman's hold.