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Veteran bonus leveeeels~

43, 34, -, 100, 95, 51, 72, 33, 92

21, 85, -, 9, 59, 57, 82, 61

Wyvar:
Lvl2: +HP, STR
Lvl3: +HP, SKL

auto, 95, 7, 52, 85, 34, 75, 79

auto, 24, 85, 52, 64, 33, 98

Edgar:
Lvl2: +HP, DEF
Lvl3: +HP, STR, RES

You two have cursa GET AWT V:! _/jkin

Making IC thread!

Castor didn't reply for a while; he listened to the chirping of the birds.

"Birds say they saw prettier swamp weed than the thread in your cloth is. Here we are."

He stopped; above the treetops, in the direction they were heading, three towers were visible, each with red tiles covering their rooftops.

"If you can wait, Princess... I will sneak and take a look. I will be back in a moment." Altmorin slid from his horse and move forward between the bushes, making suprisingly little noise. Princess moved closer and watched the towers for a moment, before turning around.

"I want- what, where, where is he?" And as people would turn around, they would find Castor missing. There was not a single rustle of disturbed bushes nor the leaves and grass on the forest floor being trampled. The bishop apparently vanished into thin air.

//NPC: Castor leaves the party!

Castor thought for a moment.

"At least I was told how to dress fashionably." The bishop spoke with unnatural confidence and steadiness; not the usual dreamy, slow speech of his.

8.7

"Accursed sand, slows me down, can't chop people efficiently this way, damnation..."

"Oh I see." A bird somewhere chirped and Castor looked at it for a moment.

"You mentioned the rebellion... do you know any details about it? Do tell, please." Apparently bird chirping was very good memory eraser.

"I doubt that my father is still the baron... I mean it was fourteen years... I'm pretty sure my older brother is ruling now..." Castor looked at the sky briefly.

"I like it here. My magic scares away monsters... and monsters scare away those who would bother me." Castor looked back at Colt, staring for a brief moment.

"I'm sorry, what were you asking about again?"

Julian set the cloth stuck at the door on fire. Then he did the same to the torn sails of the pirate ship, and then opened one of the hatches leading inside the ship. Spotting a pile of trash in corner, he threw the torch there.

He then helped get rid of the boarding planks, just as the sails picked up some favorable winds that were pushing Rosa Azul away from the pirate ship which was slowly catching fire.

"Captain Garshlow! Take us out of here."