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Why dose this guy keep calling me Crisco...

Oh, lol. I somehow thought that your character was named Crisco (from Crisco Diamond). Lemme fix that 

Could i perhaps get an invite for the next RTD someone is about to run? Cause i always miss the sign-ups 

Ugh, cannot think up something reasonable for Dwarmin and your character Gerald Blue. Could you PM me a bit more bio about your character?

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Prologue: Alexei Kessler
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You wake up as an lighting strikes just outside your house. You rub your eyes and feel that your throat is very dry, naturally you go get a cup of water. You take your bathrobe since it's quite cold in the hallways at night, slowly you walk trough the hallways lighted by the occasional lighting strikes and your phone. In the kitchen you fill up a glass of water and start heading back to your room, in the hallway you hear something metalic.

It's a very unfamiliar sound, so curiosly you go to the hall where the sound came from. You arrive in a display hall, where your father kept all kinds of metal armor for display, some worth alot of money. At first look you don't see anything out of the ordinary, so you go in a bit further. Once again you hear metal clanking, but not in this room but in the hallway you just came from. You make tour around the room to see if anything is different and see that one of the armors is missing from display.

"Maybe the cleaners, stored it for cleaning." Is what you thought, wouldn't be surprising considering that it's very dusty in here. You go to the hallway and don't see anything until a lighting strikes and the quick shimer of light reveals an armor standing near your room. You feel disturbed by this.

Quickly you reach into your pocket and find some coins, you meld the coins into bullet like shapes. You magnetize one of the bullets thus making it spin and fire it away as a warning shot.
The shot strikes relativly close to the armor.

To your surprise the armor turns and looks your way. You can now exactly see what kind of armor it is, it's a middle ages Teutonic Knight plat armor with a slit helm. The armor starts walking towards you.

"Don't move, or it will be your last move. Who are you?"
The armor scratches it's head. "I.. don't remember. I remember being somewhere and nowhere, and then i suddenly found myself in this house. Could you tell me how i look like? Cause i can't look at myself for some reason..."

You aren't sure whether this burglar is playing dumb or something else. "You are in a Teutonic Knight plate armor, but take off your helm to show yourself thief." you say, whilst still aiming the spinning bullets at him.

He takes off his helm and there's.... nothing. No head or sign that an actual human is in that suit. This disturbs you greatly as it could be something otherworldly, and you don't know its intentions.
"What are you?"

"I'm a human" it says.

"You better not lie to me, WHAT are you?!?"

"What do you mean? I just told you that i'm a human!"

It actually might be confused. "There's a mirror under the blanket on your left, look at yourself."
It takes of the blanket and throws it on the ground. It looks in the mirror.
"What have you done to me?"

"Nothing."

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?" It says, in an enraged voice. It looks like it might charge

"Nothing..." you repeat.

This time it doesn't say anything, but the calmness doesn't remain as it suddenly charges at you. You quickly analyze the situation from what you know. It isn't a human, it doesn't remember anything and you don't know its alignment.

You quickly remember something you red in the books about automatons, armors with a core which can act independantly without really being alive. Though you haven't red anything about automatons being confused... You could shoot the core which is most likely in the torso, but it could explode from what you red.

Think... think.. You can shoot of the arms and legs, if you change the shape of the bullets. Yes, you'll do this.

You focus the remaining four bullets on the legs and arms, each one. You up the rotation speed of the bullets for a more powerful impact. You shoot them away and they directly hit the points you had in mind, the arms and legs fly off, while the chestpiece lands on the ground.

"Why... Why...." it says in a sad voice, like it's crying almost.



That particular night was a long one, you talked with the armor for a long time and found out a few things.
One, the armor or to be exact the soul or whatever possesses the armor is named "Darius".
Two, Darius's alignment seems neutral so far. It doesn't have any murderous intentions, expect that one accident aside.
Three, Darius remembers very little of his past but he knows that he has to go to New Delirium and search for some order.


So you decided to help him because of sheer curiosity about the armor, the order and why in gods name he appeared in MY house.

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Prologue: Kyne Cainthalsaz
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The door swings open.

"Kyne, someone wants to see you."You're rather surprised, you haven't misdone anything recently and your grades are actually quite good and so is your progression of magic use. Thoughtfully you follow one of the teachers to one of the meeting rooms. There sits one particularly dressed man.

He looks quite old, has white bundled up hair, a medium-sized beard and round clear glasses. It's the fact that he's wearing brown monk-like robes.
"Ah, Kyne. It's my pleasure to meet you."The teacher leaves both of you alone for a while.

"Who are you?"

The man reveals a box from under his robes. There is an symbol on top of the box, a symbol of a weightscale.
"I'm Jean, the keeper of these boxes which were left behind by a certain great alchemist named "Alphonse". He created the basic foundations of alchemy before he dissapeared."

You remember it, he's considered to be the founding father of alchemy magic. The strangest part is that he just suddenly dissapeared without a trace, never to be found.
"Yes, i remember. But what does it have to do with me?"

"You are an alchemist. " Normally this would be a very strange way to convince someone, but considering the fact that there's one alchemist per 265 thousand people he does have a point.

"But im not here to discuss the details, as i am not a part of that order. Only a keeper of these boxes, which im supposed to deliver to every alchemist after age 15."

He hands over the box, you open it to find some random materials in it. Feather, a gem of some sorts, paper, ink, miniature weightscale and a symbolless ring.
"What am i supposed to do with this?"

"Transmute it, that's all i can say."
Normally you don't transmute outside of magic classes as it's not exactly allowed. But it's special case, you assume.
YOu take out your white crayon and start drawing a transmutation circle for 6 magicless items. Carefully you put the items in the circle and touch the edge of the circle with your fingers.

You open your eyes and find yourself at the equivelance gate. Like usual it's completely white everywhere, with the gate being in front of you. The gate is a large 30m rectangle shaped in a gothic style. Inside the gate is the usual total darkness with a large eye staring directly at you.

"Oh Kyne, it's been a while hasn't it? Do you need to transmute icecream again?" It laughs. You have no idea how as there is no visible mouth, but that's something that you've always wondered.

"No Gorgoth, not this time. I want to transmute these items into something."

"Something? You usually know what you want to transmute but not this time? Interesting, show me the items."
You kneel and touch the ground with your finger tips, some electric sparks appear and before the gate ,the items appear. Thin but long and pure black arms extend from the oozy darkness grasping for the items.

"There is nothing particular about these items." it says, until it reaches the ring. "Oh what's this? I can feel Alphonse has touched this." With interest Gorgoth studies the ring.
"Alright, hang on." Gorgoth says as the items slowly disintergrate into fine dust which is absorbed by Gorgoth. Before you a scroll materializes with the weightscale logo. Gorgoth grabs it and hands it over to you.

"Here you go Kyne. But bring something more interesting next time, cause transmuting iron into gold is not exactly my favorite activity."
You close your eyes and open them again. You're back in the room and take a quick look at the clock. "3 seconds, slightly longer than usual."
In your hands you find the scroll.

Jean stands up and prepares to leave.
"I fulfilled my task, now i have to bid you farewell Kyne. The scroll should answer your questions." Says Jean as he leaves the room.

You open the scroll and read it.

Dear Kyne the alchemist

I'm Alphonse and by the time you read this, i''m most probably gone. You are one of the lucky few which recieved the gift and curse of the gate. The gate can take any shape,name or form, it depends from person to person. My gate identified itself as Fion and resembled an ordinary wooden door entrance, but don't let the shape fool you. It's just a cover for IT. It is a entity which is not bound by time and space, it's power is also unknown and unmeassurable but so are it's capabilities which it can perform. But enough about the gate, for you it is a tool for the moment and let's keep it like that.

I have a far greater danger to discuss which i believe only alchemists and their gates can stop. This danger is the void. You've probably red or heard about it once, with the authorities stating that it's stable and does not pose any danger to our world. If only that were true.

The void has been active since the dimension shift and it's purpose is to consume our world or our plane to be exact. Momentarily the balance between the void and us is relativly stable, but cracks started appearing and from it came whatever the void held. The voidborn. These twisted creatures have 2 goals, one is to break the barrier and let the void in and two is to consume everything. Luckily i believe i have found a way to stop it, but this is not the place to reveal it as the void is everywhere.

You must reach the Order of the weightscale, they can help you further.  You must get to New Deliria. The rest of the way will reveal itself upon arrival.
Also, you can transmute this scroll into anything without any worry of equal trade. Since the journey to New Deliria is quite costly.

You snap back to reality as train lady asks what i'd want for breakfast.

Shit I'm first waiting?

IN that case, question.

With grav magic, could I create a blast of gravitic distortion?

Not a field, but just a straight burst that makes gravity fluctuite between several hundred states all throughout a small area within a short period of time?

Yes, but you'd have to be quite powerful to do that and keep yourself in mind as you yourself will probably affected as well. Also, they possibly could pinpoint you.

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Prologue: Jeremus Springs
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You enter the train cabin, immideatly you are amazed by how clean,neat and luxurious this is compared to what you had a few days ago. Which to say was barely nothing, not to mention the fact that you were really hungry at that time with no cash and little food to spare.

It was dark and cold while you sat in your cheap tent, oh it rained too back then. You remember being closely wrapped in whatever warm clothing you could find, when you suddenly heard footsteps and a ticking. You immideatly thought that it was them, those who killed your parents.
"What did i ever do to them to deserve this?"

Luckily you already set up a couple of runic traps, minor electrocution. As the footsteps and ticking became louder and louder, you tried to detonate the traps. With no succes...
"Oh Shit, they've must've noticed it. I'm done for this time."

The footsteps and ticking was near your tent when it suddenly stopped. Surprisingly it also stopped raining. With nothing to lose you take a peek outside, only to find a container of some sorts and a cane. The cane is crafted very well and definitly an improvement over your stick. Inside the container you find food,water,medicine,rune tablet and a sealed letter. You open the letter and read it.

Dear Jeremus Springs

I will start off with that i'm sorry for your loss. But i've decided to take you in my runic order. My name is of no importance at the moment.
We can provide you a safe shelter, food, water and maybe a method to avenge your parents if you wish so. But all of this is just a choice, a choice you will have to make.
If you choose to not join us, then so be it. If you do, then follow the instructions inscribed on the rune.
The contents of the container are for meant for you, so is the cane which was carefully designed and crafted.

Regards
Cult of Asgard

You didn't expect this at all. The inscribed rune is also a very smart thing to do, considering only rune mages are able to read runes without years of practice. With that in mind you decide to eat, since you haven't properly eaten in days!


Quickly you snap out of your thoughts as a public announcment is made.
"Dear passengers, we kindly request you to take seat as we are about to depart to New Deliria."

You take seat and stare outside, while the train slowly comes to a movement.

OOC Thread
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Tales of Magic
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Welcome to the official Tales of Magic RTD thread, here i will post the turns and the players their action/rp. To keep it clean, please ask any questions which can be considered OOC in the following Thread. For anything else that could be related to the thread, like sign-ups,rules , lore reading,etc. Look in that thread as well. If you PTW, then go ahead.
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Turn Index
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Prologue
    Crisco Diamond
    Jeremus Springs
    Roland Murphy
    Gerald Blue
    Kyne Cainthalsaz
    Alexei Kessler
Chapter 1
    Turn 1: The Arrival
    Turn 2: The Teen Order
    Turn 3: Stairway to hell
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Player/world actions
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World Action
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I kindly request that every player will post his first possible action in the color he wants his speech to be. This is to make conversations between each other and NPC's easier to read. There may be only 1 of each color, so no Bolded green while there is a green already. Another note is that your color should be easy readable, because yellow may be easy readable with the dark forum skin, but it's a horror to read with the regular skin.

Finally black and white are not eligible colors that the players may choose.

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Player Action
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Errol (Crisco Diamond)

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BFEL (Jeremus Springs)

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Pancaek (Roland Murphy)

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Dwarmin (Gerald Blue)

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Sarzael (Kyne Cainthalsaz

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Caellath (Alexei Kessler)

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Player sheets
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Gender: Male
Age: 17
Magic choice: Ice

Appearance: A slender young man, with some teen still left in. Dandy, effeminate, a bit vain, playful and rarely serious, enjoys pulling pranks and annoying people, but he can be cold and serious when he needs to be.
As with all Ice mages, he has a rather low body temperature. He typically wears layered clothing - high collared, snowflake patterned turquoise-azure top/jacket with over-long sleeves and matching over-long suspender pants, fixed to his belt, over a warm, tight dark blue sweater and slacks, over a shirt and longjohns, as well as white silk gloves, stylish, sleek ice blue shoes and actually quite fuzzy earmuffs.
He takes great care of his hair, worn in a high ponytail style at the back and over one eye at the front. It's about chin length and icy blue, but that's not his natural hair color (he just feels an ice mage should have appropriate hair). His face is smooth and rather long, with paleish skin, a long nose and narrow chin. He has purple eyes and carefully done eyelashes.

Bio: A mystery, wrapped in an enigma, sealed within a secret... that's what he'd like it to be, anyway. He is, actually, a runaway and a cat burglar with a great passion for fashion. Lately, feeling he had enough money to pay the bills for a good while and tired of the police breathing down his neck, he decided to go legal, changing his look to his current one. All he does right now is taking on odd jobs, working part-time in a boutique, a little tailoring on the side, some sculpturing and practicing his ice magic.

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Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

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Utility belt with pouches and a waterflask : [The pouches contain lockpicks, his keys, an utility knife, a grappling hook, a comb, clippers, a hand mirror, a portemonnaie with several of his business cards and a bit of money within, two pencils, a rubber and a small sketchbook, as well as a few assorted trinkets.] [/acronym]
20 Kredits
Pair of ice blue shoes : [Inbuilt mini-skids]
Key to appartament.
 

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Level 2 Ice mage

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Gender: Male
Age: 25
Magic choice : Runic

Appearance: A young man with a calm, calculated demeanor, he prefers clothing that is fashionable, but understated. He walks with a decided limp, requiring a cane to keep up pace with other people. He has a fairly scruffy beard that he cannot seem to keep trimmed despite his best efforts

Bio: Jeremus has spent his life in a fair amount of privilege, he isn't a member of the nobility, however both of his parents are money mages, which has given his family quite a bit of influence. However this changed when a group of Mage-haters attacked the family home with advanced weapons and exo-suits. Jeremus mother and father were overwhelmed, as they had no training to use their abilities in combat. Jeremus was nearly killed as well, having taken a shot to his left leg, but he managed to use his powers to set small traps as he fled, assisting his escape. He now is saddled with a very noticeable limp, he can walk on his own, but not at the same speed as other people. Jeremus is now thrust out into the world with only the clothes on his back (which are well-off, but still) and a cane he managed to grab on his way out.

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Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

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Black cane with a marble grip

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 Level 2 Rune crafter

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Gender: Male
Age: 38
Magic choice : Null

Appearance: A man of average height, he is rather fit and muscled. He has short salt and pepper hair and a well kept beard. His grey eyes are confident and authoritive. He usually wears grey pants, boots, a shirt with rolled up sleeves and a tie. He has some heavy scarring on his right arm that goes all the way up to his chin.

Bio: A cop in a small precinct, Roland had met his fair share of the lowest scum of the earth. Robbers, murderers, you name it and he's locked them away. The worst kind are always those goddamned magic users who do it just for the kick, just because the can. He feels it is his duty to put any lunatic away, even if it costs him his life, which it nearly did on numerous occasions. As such, Roland would like to see more restrictive magic laws and though he'll never openly say it, he resents magic users.

Outwardly, Roland is a decent enough sort. He is usually able to keep his cool, something he learned could come quite in handy when dealing with criminals. He likes doing things by the book, slow and methodically. Underneath it all, though, he's still bitter over the murder of a junior officer under his command. When the stress piles up, the cracks start to show and he'll get more violent and direct. Over the years of his service, he's become disillusioned with the laws. Though they usually serve their purpose, more than once has he been unable to stop a criminal due to the indecisiveness of local magistrates or loopholes in the laws. Really, he's become quite fed up with these paper-pushers and their rules, some days he really  just wants to take the precincts heavy riot suit for a spin and blast away some crooks. But even though he feels this way, he is still an officer of the law and the law frowns upon wanton destruction somewhat.

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Sane

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 Police badge

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Gender: Male
Age: 28
Magic choice (Optional): Body

Appearance: A handsome man with short blonde hair, pale green eyes and an impressive physique. Tends to wear pressed tan jeans, a blue suit jacket and a garish tie depending his mood. Occasionally sports a panama hat and shades. Though this is merely his favorite form-he's afraid to admit he can't remember what he looks like sometimes.

Bio: Gerald is a skilled body mage firstly-but, most people known him quite indirectly as the magical stunt double of many famous action movie stars-he's learned to master the ability of 'becoming' his roles, even taking on their appearance and mannerisms-using his magic to physically change his body to any human form he needs. He's played almost everything imaginable-gunslinger, spy, serial killer, hardboiled cop, space marine-even going so far as to emulate a woman once in a historical drama.

Being something of a dashing playboy in his off time, Gerald Blue lives the 'ultimate life'. Lots of money and little responsibility, too many exes and a substance abuse problem-mostly alcohol for now-dealing with the pressure of constant performance and the surprising ease at which he can lose himself in a role. In fact, he sometimes feels made of clay-infinitely malleable to the demands of his job, but not a real person any longer...but, such thoughts he keeps buried deep-very deep. One wonder when it will claw its way to the surface.

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Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

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  Voice Changer :[Attached to the neck, can change pitch and tone of voice, is able to recreate any voice as long as it is heard.]
 

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Level 2 Bodymancer

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Gender: Female
Age: 19
Magic Choice: Alchemy

Appearance: Gold coloured eyes. Naive and innocent aspect, however there seems to be a shadow of sadness in her face. Blueish hair, which may look like white at first glance, falls to the middle of her back. She has fair skin. She is of average height. She usually wears a well-fitted, vanilla shirt, with short sleeves, and a knee-length, sky blue skirt with tangerine embroidery.

Bio: Both her parents were poor Null, her powers were discovered at the age of four, when she transmutated some ice, milk and fruits onto an icecream in front of her mother.
Her father was an assasin of mages, and would kill her if he discovered she was a mage, thus her mother gave her to some friends.
This saved her life once again when both her parents died due to a fatal plague, she was then taken care by the friends of her mother, who treated her as their daughter until she could go to the magic school and learn.
She has spent quite some time on the school, she is/was very passionate about magic, and learns/t quite fast, however, she still charges up the pain for her mother death.

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Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

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 Mother's amulet: [Ressembles a tiny diamond eye opening inside a small golden heart]

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Level 2 Alchemist

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Gender: Male
Age: 20
Magic choice : Metal

Appearance: Alexei is a fit young man with short light brown hair and hazel eyes. Several strands of both lighter and darker tones of brown as well as a few crimson-colored ones run through his short, messy hair. He's fond of wearing black jeans, simple t-shirts and coats or jackets, always decorated with very generous amounts of metallic chains, skulls or studs. His favorite footwear are boots, most likely than not, steel-toed heavy-duty ones. Large headphones with a built-in music player are always either resting around his neck or covering his ears and playing his favorite songs.

Bio: Alexei was born to a fairly peculiar family who lived a rather comfortable life in a good neighborhood. Most of his family's peculiarity came from the fact most of them were arms dealers and terrorists; to be more precise, their business were basically or mostly legal but the oppressive governments fighting the rebels the Kessler family supplied with weaponry hated their guts immensely. To be more His father was a Null, but his mother was a mage and it didn't take long for her to get him registered at the first opportunity when he began showing magical aptitude for bending and twisting metallic objects. From an early age, Alexei was attracted to almost anything made of metal, mechanics and History; of course, much of his interest in those books came from reading the several stories of conflict, toil and war across the ages which reflected his curiosity about war machines and the evolution of metal's usage. His interests grew with him, growing progressively stronger as he began messing with mechanics, becoming a hobbyist metalcrafter and mechanic.

The development of his skills was welcomed by his family, which then began using him to produce both replacement parts for guns under license and their own prototypes in the hopes of being both the source and the middleman in the future. Alexei didn't complain due to his own interest in firearms and in the end he was working - and getting paid - for doing something he enjoyed, while he could devote his free time to different activities, such as adding yet another sword to his collection or repairing the old Barracuda in the garage.

Of course, not everything is roses in the business of weapon dealers, specially of ones who decide to take sides. His parents and a good part of his closest relatives who didn't escape fast enough were arrested on account of several charges, though the young man wasn't connected to the family's business and left behind unscathed by the law enforcement. Now his parents await judgement behind bars and Alexei is living on his own, hoping they will escape with a slap on the wrist.
Additional equipment: Length of chain.

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Healthy
No Fractures
Sane

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 Length of chain.:[1,5m]

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Level 2 MetalMancer