The sun slid behind the mountains, and Jack stared at Lydia sleeping. "Arad returned. We should visit him tomorrow," He carried the crystal ball resting at the bedside table and put it on Lydia's forehead.
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{HP: 198/384}{MP: 288/288}{SP: 169/288}
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"Still not fully healed. I guess a few more days before you're up and running," Jack sighed, looking at the ball.
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{Name: Jack Bertha}{Race: human}{Class: Rogue}
{Level: 14/20}{Exp: 165000}{Sub-class: Trapper thief}
{Stats}
[Strength: 12] [Agility: 19] [Constitution: 12]
[Magic: 6] [Intelligence: 18] [Wisdom: 16]
{HP: 182}{MP: 84}{SP: 231}
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{Skills}
[Thives Cant] A secret language, a mix of pronunciation, whistles, body language, and pitches that allows you to mix encrypted messages into the day-to-day conversation. It can also be used to encrypt writing.
