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Celes was shivering right now, the cold starting to get to her. She thoguh she was hearing vocies... someoen calling out for her. She shaked a bit, getting back to her old self before seeing Josh. She smiles a bit.
"Glad... someone else found me. I.... don't actually know... I wish I knew though." she says, before getting her badge out to communicate with the others.
"Guys... if your hearing this, Josh is with me at the moment, we are behind a big tree, protecting ourselves from the shivering winds of this place. This place is so god dang cold... Who the heck would willingly want to go here in the first palce appart from ice types, or maybe ghost types." she says, shivering a bit. If only she were to have evolved into a vaporeon or flareon of glaceon, the cold would have bothered her less, but with this... This was really much more of a pain then anything. Her dang ribbons felt like they would break from a slight impact with how cold it was here. Her whole body felt slightly numb right now.




Eralion breath deeply before going to head to the restaurant also, though he was having some problems getting there. As he walked by, he heard one guy, a Gabite, with a strange large book in his hands.
"Sir, would you be interested in one of our fine Encycl..." he had the time to say, before Eralion responded.
"No I do not have time to talk about encyclopedia's, and I am not interested into one. Trust me when I say that if I were to buy one, my friend would probably blow a fuse and destroy it." he says before runnning off, leaving the Gabite with a large confused look in his face. What the heck was that all about.
Eralion continue moving, before getting in front of the restaurant after having: A. Gotten lost and ended up in the spa section of town, luckily not accidentally entering the woman's spa. B. Slipping on something and falling right on a goodra and in a result being covered in slime. C. Heading to the nearest water source to clean the slime off. D. Fall again and almost fall right into a goomy, but being quick enough and landing close to it. E. Find a bill board with the wrong restaurant and almost going face first into a sliggoo while opening the door....
Anyway... He entered the restaurant, moving where Bonnie and Tini already. He breath deeply.
"Remember me to watch my dang steps in this city..." he says, breathing deeply, continuing to move and... slip right into a chair next to Bonnie, he looks at his feel, and frown. Goodra slime.
"Dang it... I though I remove that dang slime. So many goomy line evolutions here." he says in a low voice, before going and sitting down.
Erion had been traveling for a good while now. He was a far way from home to say the least. Town after town, he passed by, actually preparing and selling some food as well as discovering new ingredients from other regions. Now he was heading towards another Natura town. This nation was rather interesting to say the least, with multiple types of food that vary from taste to taste. It was rather exciting to be there.

Currently he was in a large forest, on his guards, but looking around for any wild fruits that he could collect. He had collected multiple seeds during this time also, having seen some of the town folks over in this place actually use magic to grow seeds at a insane rate. By keeping the seeds, Erion though that maybe he could get some help out of a local town folk. His though process was then cut short as he heard some commotion at a distance in the forest, more to his left. He looked towards there, and frowned. What the heck was happening over there.

He started to sneak and move towards the source of the sound, going deeper in the dark forest. Something was definately wrong, the sound of the forest different then the one he was in before. He concentrate and form a weak version of a null shield, moving forwards. Just then, he saw what the problem was. some gargoyle were attacking a phoenix, who seemed to be having some trouble with them. This might end up badly for the phoenix, and he didn't know what those gargoyles were capable off... but he could not just stand there and not do anything.

He concentrated, aiming at the water deep bellow. Lucky there were some, or else he would have needed to go more direct with the attacks. He then forced that water upwards, before making it burst right under some of the gargoyles, making a large quantity of fly upwards, with some rocks also moving upwards cause of the force of the water, smashing them right into the gargoyles. Well, with that, the gargoyles might end up confused on what the heck just happen and run. That what he was hoping for at least.
Alright, Lugia told me I leveled up from that. So.... Here are my d3 rolls

2, 2, 2, 2,1, 3, 1, 2, 3, 3

Then my class bonus

0, 0, 0, 2, 2, 0, 0, 0, 1, 2.

My new stats:

Strength - 9 [(5) 3-1 + 2]
Endurance – 12 [(6) 5-1 + 2]
Stamina – 11 [(6) 4-1 + 2]
Agility – 15 [(4) 3+4 + 4]
Dexterity – 14 [(5) 2+4 + 3]
Magic – 9 [(5) 3+0 + 1]
Wisdom – 9 [(4) 2+0 +3]
Spirit – 5 [(2) 2+0 + 1]
Intelligence – 9 [(2) 2+1 + 4]
Luck – 16 [(3) 4+4 + 5]
Deravan, who heard the new guy talk about the stalagmite, smiled, before aiming at it. He then got his old sword out from before, and actually threw it at the stalagmite. It then suddenly hit.... and made the stalagmite break off. The ranger looked at Deravan and Miles, confused, before looking up. The stalagmite then fall towards the ground, with the ranger yelling, and trying to get out of the way... only to be impaled from top to bottom by the stalagmite. Deravan stared and looked at everyone in the group.
"Well... that one skewered ranger..." he says. At least that guy was dead... More then dead, he was just plain deader then dead. He looked at the group, before starting to do his searching the corpses, only to find some weird potion from the ranger, and putting it on the side, a bow that wasen't too strong and slacking a bit, with 25 arrows, as well as one that seemed strange, probably poisoned. He then looked at the fighter, and started to remove the armor he had on him.
"Well guys... we got loot here... " he says smiling a bit.
Ok so... Lets continue with that..

Aim at the stallagmite:

My roll: 12. Lugia says hit.

Dice: 3. Enough to kill break it. Roll if fall on ranger...

I rolled a 20!

Yup... that guy is impaled... And dead.... Posting
Erion sighed as he shakes his head, heading back to camp. One of the 2 was a traitor... but which of them was the real traitor. The ebony armor one seemed more like the case here, but it could also be the other one that would have tricked everyone. He sighed, before getting off from Rose and moving to Robert.
"Talk about having more trouble over what we already have... I am worried Kupo." he says, looking down, thinking.
"If only we could read their minds... find out who is telling the truth here so we can take care of the other." he says sadly. Unfortunately, probably no one could do that here. At least no one that he would know of. He shakes looks around the camp.
"We are gonna need to think more strategically against the Risen... maybe be able to ambush their ambushes." he then says.
Deravan, in a quick move, targeted the white mage, knowing he might be big trouble if he were to be left alive. He had to act quickly, or else this could end up with him healing the ranger constantly. He quickly moved and then slashed the white mage once, hitting him right at the side of the chest, hurting him a bit with his dagger, but not enough to finish him. He then quickly moved and attempted another attack, only for the white mage to not only dodge but block his dagger, making him lose balance with his dagger and making it fall... right on his foot, making him scream from the pain of being pierced like that on the foot. Deravan quickly pooled out the dagger from himself, and then backed away, swearing a bit.
OK so...

My roll: 11
White mage, 2.

My damage roll: 1

7 damage + 2 = 9 damage, -4 armor, 5 damage. White mage at 7/12 hp now.

Second hit

My roll: 1...
His roll, 9

I hit myself for 1 damage.
Will post soon.
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