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A splash in reverse, and in the seconds that follow, the droplet of perspiration ascended back toward his forehead. Erick's brow went from furrowed to relaxed, and he spoke. "elbirret oot eb t'now siht yllufepoh." His gaze moved backward and his smile twisted in reverse to a look of...

"Um... how old are you...? Am I going to be put on a list for responding to this...?" Erick hits 5, because that's how old she looks... if he had to guess between one and ten. @Harveste

"Yeah!" he declared triumphantly in agreement with her words. Honestly, the idea of an adventure had him riding a high that would leave him with many other questions to ask once he came down from it; but for the moment, he was more than happy to just stew in the endorphins. "Alright, now," he...

Erick smiled warmly in response to her kind words. "Thanks, Toko. I appreciate it," he said offhand, suppressing his awkwardness at the compliment. He wasn't used to getting them anymore, not in the last few years at least. When he was a student, though, that was the best time of his life...

It was always good to see someone who invested in something and found actual enjoyment in it. He vaguely remembered that feeling, and how it motivated him to chase after a dream. Even if he hadn't found it and ultimately came short, the journey had felt rewarding in its own way. He had learned...

When she held the whistle out for him to look at, Erick stopped and admired it. It seemed a strange thing, to place such importance on an object; but for it to be a designation of rank made some sense. He hadn't met anyone else from any organization, so it immediately made him want to know more...

"Yeah, that definitely works!" he exclaimed as he thrust a finger into the air. "I have a skill that lets me alter the way that gravity interacts with the mass of an object," Erick explained as he referred back to the way that the rocks had orbited one another before she smoothed them out. "If...

Erick shrugged. "Goblins don't pose a huge problem, except like you said, when there's a bunch of them. I'll do a quick check on my stuff, but I'm ready to go if its urgent." He had fought one or two of them, but they never posed much of a threat. Over time, he heard about what could happen...

When she described the various masteries she had at her disposal, Erick couldn't help but fall deep into thought. With one hand on his chin, he considered how he might apply his own Astramancy to the skillsets she described. "Yeah, something like that," he murmured in response to her words. It...

"Stealing from thieves, huh?" he pondered aloud. "That just sounds like trying to get something back where it belongs to me. Seems legit." He watched as she approached the camp, eyes sharp and on the lookout for any previously unseen enemies. If there were any, he had neither sensed them or...

He laughed too, strangely. There was something liberating about the way that a person could laugh in spite of their own mortality, something that peacefully, quietly disconnected them from the morbid reality for that brief moment. Erick was thankful for it. "Yeah, I agree," he said, recognizing...

"Huh, oh, yeah, sure." When the Lepus held out her own hands and asked for permission, he allowed her to weave her own magic and, a moment later, admired the work of her Geomancy. "Wow, thanks! I'll make sure to hold on to these!" he exclaimed, excited. "Who knows, maybe I'll get a chance to...

He's huge. Why do people make their characters so huge? Now that he was close enough to get a good look at the man, that was the first thought Erick genuinely had. People that big hefted around more weight naturally, and they struggled with doors that weren't built to accommodate them. It...

I can't even imagine coming that close to death... His face betrayed nothing of the sudden, dark thought her words brought. The fear, the anxiety... things she must have been feeling from the beginning of their conversation, and yet, she kept them well under control. Erick found that kind of...

"I see," he murmured, reflecting on her words. As he had no skill or experience in close combat, she had given him valuable insight. Damage was a reality for him as well, but the staggering could mean the difference between life or death for someone in close proximity to danger. That got his...

"Erick," he smiled. Though he didn't understand some of the words she was saying, he knew enough of them to recognize that she was introducing himself. He did the same. "It's nice to meet you, Toko." Hearing someone speak a foreign language, regardless of what it was, reminded him of the...

"Why on earth would you toggle it off?" he asked unceremoniously as he approached the woman who acted as an ally during the fight. She was the one doing most of the work, and when he saw the damage she had taken, he almost felt bad. "If you have the choice between feeling pain and not feeling...

Alone, his magic had its limitations. It was a defensive skillset that lent toward keeping others alive or bolstering their abilities. His entire build centered around keeping others alive and helping to maximize their potential, at the sacrifice of his own ability to deal extreme damage. He...

He wasted no time when the crossbow bolt was summarily denied. The continued presence of the other Player on the battlefield gave him closure about the sudden, strange sense of camaraderie and he put it out of his mind. Immediately, he began to weave another spell, his hands dipping into the...

"No, no, its okay!" he held up his hands to show he was unarmed and meant no harm. "This far from the village, there aren't too many people around. Mostly bandits for the scant exceptions, and I for one wouldn't mind if they caught the business end of a shot like that." He wanted to show more...