[color=2E8B57][b][u]Amulak al Acturus (Stanislaw)[/u][/b][/color]
HP:880/880 MP:1150/1150 SP: 130/130

[hider=Attributes]
[i]HP[/i] – 750 (+130)
[i]MP[/i] – 1100 (+50)
[i]SP[/i] – 100 (+30)
[i]STR[/i] – 40
[i]AGI[/i] – 50
[i]END[/i] – 50
[i]DEX[/i] – 40 (+4)
[i]LUC[/i] – 50 (+4)
[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: 16983.33333 rishi
Items: 
Bonerattler’s Staff
Uncommon Weapon
+30 HP, +30 SP, +30 MP
10% chance of Disrupting enemy spellcasting when attacking.

Bulwark Boneplate
Rare Armor
+100 HP
Reduce physical damage taken by 20.
Recover 2 SP for every hit taken.

Shamanic Beads
Common Accessory
+20 MP

Raider’s Wargtag
Common Accessory
+4 DEX, +4 LCK
[/hider]

He hadn't gone that hard on a MMO grind in years. Not since he'd started his pro gamer career, at least. Damn, but he'd missed this. Amulak returned Ames's grin with one of his own as he prepared to log out for the night as well, thoroughly satisfied with how much he'd rose and ground over the course of the day. 

Time dilation was a hell of a thing, Stanislaw reflected as he pulled the VR headset off his head, idly noting that only eight or so hours had passed in the real world. It was rather late in Krakow, despite the fact that he'd arranged things so that he would've been able to play from the moment his headset had arrived in the morning. There had been breaks for food during the grinding session, of course, but he'd really only chowed down on finger foods then: beef jerky and fruit. Nothing particularly substantial. With a yawn, Stanislaw pulled himself out of his chair to fix something to eat quickly for the night before heading off to bed.

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Despite being the gamer gremlin that he was, Stanislaw didn't immediately boot Cacophony Concord up the moment he awoke. No, there was just the minor matter of making money first. He hadn't simply pissed away the winnings he'd earned during his competitive years on sports cars or anything stupid like that. He'd made investments. Stocks, cryptocurrency, the works. As such, those needed to be watched over and constantly flipped to make sure Stanislaw had a steady flow of income, and he spent most of the morning doing such, a breakfast of bread, kielbasa, and coffee accompanying him.

By the time most of the Discord had bothered to wake up and log on, he'd already finished a decent lunch and it was well into the afternoon. Hell, he'd even had enough time to do research on how to unlock his chosen class. Fortunately, part of it was simple. Just ice a NPC kid for the first requirement. Easy. And the second and third were interconnected. Hell, there were actual speedruns of the Blasphemed Tunnels posted online. With Amulak's current level of strength, getting through them would at least be an adventure.

Amulak opened his eyes to the sight of the rest of the group, minus Klein. 

[color=2E8B57][b]"Very good afternoon to you!"[/color] He spread his arms and called out jovially. [color=2E8B57][b]"Eh? Where is big fucker? He not log in? I do not think he mention anything in Discord..."[/color] The aspiring necromancer trailed off, before shrugging. [color=2E8B57][b]"Eh, he will show when he shows. In any case, Amulak have [i]goals[/i] for today. Too many levels of mage already. Time to unlock necromancer class. Have NPC kid to kill and tunnel map to go through. Anyone wish to come along? Will be fun!"[/color]