| Regeneration : |
24 |
| Energetic immunity : |
26 |
| Trade sense : |
9 |
| Briskness : |
37 |
| Initiative : |
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| Defence : |
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| Attack : |
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| Power : |
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= 79 |
| Time Principle |
= 26 |
| Element Principle |
= 52 |
| Principle of Balance |
= 15 |
| Darkness Principle |
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| me me and only me |
well my origins are a mystery to me as much as they are to you... all i ever remember of my childhood is my mother screaming while giving birth to me, other than that... my story begins, (unlike urs) not in the old paper cabin, but in the road of battles. why??? u could ask God, not me... i woke up and started looking around, i took a spear stuck lying in the ground. I then tossed it around a little tried to fight with it and found myself to be a natural... an old man who was fading in and out then beckond me forward. as i moved towards him, he vanished. when i looked where he was sitting, i found a letter on it was written, uoy evah a thgirb dnim dna gnorts selcum i couldn't get it at first but then the letters statred moving suddenly and rearanging themselves till they spelled, you have a bright mind and strong muscles. after i read that the man appeared again." your story will be interesting," he said before disappearing again...
I unlike any human like to be unlike any human, I see what others are doing, and I do what they aren't that doesn't mean i don't eat or drink just cz others do, but that does mean I unlike u... (can't continue, u will know why in the future :P)
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| Page 540 - A Debt Repaid |
| Princ Rhaegar closes his
eyes for a moment as a cloud drifts overhead.
Yet, when he opens his eyes, the darkness persists. He can hear a low chuckle from the shadows.
"Welcome to Necrovion." King Azull steps
forward, flanked by the stoic Eon and the grim Firestarter, who utters a
word. Gnarled roots shoot up from the
ground, wrapping around Rhaegar's legs and forearms. Unable to fight back, he drops his sword and
closes his eyes. The blade feels cold,
but only for a moment. Three men now
stand above a lifeless body. ... |
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