Chapter 25

Session Start: Sat Nov 13 10:55 1999
Session Close: Sun Nov 14 01:51 1999
Elapsed Time: 2h, 56m
Total Elapsed: 109h, 31m

Cast (In Order of Appearance)

"Windstar" as Salah Paria-Tirulian

Richard "RPG Storen" Gregario as Lynna Handred

Jeremy "Bahamut" Baker as Miriamele

Danny Capote as Cassandra Kalikar

Travis "Enygma" Saucier as Lamont Lockeheart

Supporting Cast: Pseudo-Finn, Pseudo-Audrey, Pseudo-Will

Enemies: Sandwitches

Wilderness, Marius Zone

[Storyteller] We last left the party heading northeast toward Meryod, the Blue Dragon Cave, and beyond. The party stopped briefly in the forest where the path split between the direct line to Meryod and Baroton. The party slept the night there, deciding in the morning to take the shortest path possible and move along. When they awoke, they found Audrey and Will snuggled together under a tree; meanwhile, Cassandra and Lamont were much closer than they'd been the night before. Not "sleeping together" per se, but it certainly looked like one of them moved in the night. Lynna is the first to awaken, followed by Pseudo-Finn.

* Salah sleeps soundly ^_^

* Lynna rouses from her spot on the cold ground, opening her eyes slowly.

* Pseudo-Finn rolls over under his blanket, then looks upward... He silently gets up, pulling his gear together before waking up the others.

[Lynna] ...morning already.

* Lynna shrugs, getting to her feet near the crossroads.

* Pseudo-Finn prods each of the party members awake, leaving the two lovebirds for last.

* Lynna walks slowly toward the sign of Baroton, looking at it a few minutes as she flexes a claw.

* Miriamele grumbles, flicks her tail at Pseudo-Finn as though trying to shoo away a fly, and tries for another few moments of sleep.

[Pseudo-Finn] We agreed we're heading right for Meryod, right Lynna? Having second thoughts?

[Lynna] No... actually, I'm trying to gather together all the things I want to do to him for next time.

* Salah sits up groggily and slowly begins packing her things, and putting on her boots.

* Lynna grins.

* Cassandra blinks and looks at Lamont's back...

* Lamont still appears to be halfway asleep.

* Pseudo-Finn goes back to gather up his sleeping gear, then pulls on his armor.

* Salah ties on her cloak and looks out into the misty cold morning...

[Pseudo-Finn] All set, Salah.

[Salah] It's... so peaceful this morning.

* Lamont sits up and yawns.

* Lynna leans down and puts a small nick in the sign. She then turns back to everyone, looking satisfied.

* Cassandra decides to continue lying down, quite comfortable where she is.

[Lynna] Well... are you all going to just sit here and actually try to enjoy this trip?

[Lamont] Good morning everyone.

* Lamont smiles.

* Pseudo-Audrey rolls over, bumping into Will.

* Pseudo-Will rolls over, bumping into Audrey.

[Storyteller] Both of them get up, each wondering when they got so cuddly last night...

* Lamont pulls himself to his feet and looks into the blue sky.

* Miriamele mumbles something about everyone being so grumpy as of late, and that yes indeed she intended to enjoy what she could of the next few days.

* Salah glances around at everyone.

[Salah] I'd kinda like eat some breakfast.

* Lamont pokes Cassandra.

[Lamont] Hey, wake up.

[Cassandra] Not right now, baby...Just a little bit longer...

[Pseudo-Finn] We've got those travel rations from the Shrine. Let's eat and walk.

* Cassandra blinks at what she just said and sits up quickly.

* Lamont blinks oddly.

* Salah stands up.

* Pseudo-Audrey and Will gather their gear up, each looking to the other from time-to-time, but never managing to make eye contact.

[Lamont] What did you just say?

* Salah sighs

* Lynna nods to Pseudo-Finn.

[Lynna] I suppose.

* Cassandra gathers her stuff together and joins the others.

[Lamont] ...okay, ignore me then.

[Salah] I guess... we really can't sit down and enjoy a good morning's breakfast, can we?

[Cassandra] No, Salah.

* Lamont gathers up his stuff as well...although there's considerably less.

[Lamont] Okay...I guess we're going to the Blue Dragon Cave...so let's go.

* Pseudo-Finn nods.

[Pseudo-Finn] If we move, we can be in Meryod for lunch tomorrow.

* Cassandra waits for the others to head off.

* Lamont eyes balls Cassandra.

[Lamont] You're acting strange today...

[Cassandra] Why do you say that?

[Lamont] Well you're quiet...and then there was what you said earlier...

* Lynna muses quietly as she starts walking away.

[Lynna] I wonder if I can practice on some more mannerless hick-boys while we're there...

* Pseudo-Finn straps on his backpack.

* Salah nods taking one last look around the misty forest.

[Lamont] I just hope everything's okay.

[Cassandra] Of course everything is all right. Not like it shouldn't.

* Pseudo-Audrey and Will strap on their packs and start following Lynna.

[Lamont] Good.

* Cassandra follows after Lynna.

* Lamont follows along

* Pseudo-Finn checks the quick release on the Dragon Shield one more time before he starts walking.

* Salah walks along down the forest path to Meryod.

[Cassandra] Why? Is there something bothering you?

* Pseudo-Audrey stops, looking back.

[Pseudo-Audrey] You coming, Miri?

[Lamont] No...nothing at all. I feel much better today than I normally do.

* Miriamele hmms...

[Miriamele] Guess I don't have much choice, do I? ^^;

[Lamont] I slept pretty well too.

* Miriamele hops up, grabs her stuff, and follows.

[Miriamele] Wish I could get in a decent amount of sleep sometime...

* Cassandra smiles slightly.

[Lamont] Haven't felt this...good in a while.

* Lynna reaches to procure some rations from a small belt pack.

[Lynna] That's great for you, Lamont...

[Lamont] Well, I don't really know what to say Lynna...I just feel really good.

* Pseudo-Audrey and Pseudo-Will walk in the middle of the party, suspiciously close but not actually hand-in-hand.

* Salah hums a little.

[Lynna] Just don't flaunt it... Happy people tend to die in interesting ways.

* Lamont decides it would be best not to comment on that.

* Pseudo-Finn agrees with Lamont's sentiment...

* Cassandra snickers at Lynna's comment.

* Lynna takes a bite of her food.

* Pseudo-Audrey would think the same thing too, but she's busy thinking happy-happy I'm-not-a-vampire-and-I-want-to-screw-Will thoughts.

[Salah] Destiny has a way of surprising people... I guess...

[Lamont] How do you feel this morning, Cassandra?

[Cassandra] all right, I guess. Like I've let load off my chest...

[Lamont] A load off your chest? It's been on your mind that long?

[Lynna] So, let me refresh my memory...

[Pseudo-Finn] 'Bout what, Lynna?

[Lamont] Things have been on my mind as well.

[Lynna] The Blue Dragon is said to guard the Helmet...

[Lamont] Speaking of which...

[Pseudo-Finn] Yes.

* Salah opens her mind to the forest, to the birds and other creatures thoughts this morning.

* Lamont coughs.

[Lamont] I don't suppose we have any fire magic specialists...

[Cassandra] Well, wouldn't Miri's sun magic be an equal to fire?

[Lamont] I don't really know...I know they are related...like Ice and Water...

[Miriamele] I dunno... it hasn't been that great so far... not even against vampires n' stuff...

* Lamont scratches his chin.

[Lynna] If we were only so lucky... I've half a mind to grab Criz from Baroton and give him a crash course...

[Lamont] Will's Thunder magic will have to carry us.

[Pseudo-Finn] Lets not and say we did, Lynna.

[Lamont] Criz is fine where he is...

[Cassandra] Whatever, I'm sure the dragon would enjoy my whippings anyway, so I'll stick with that.

[Salah] o/^ Destiny, has once again, surprised me... o/^

[Lamont] You aren't going to fight the Dragon, Cassandra.

* Lynna smirks.

[Lamont] But the monsters that lurk in the cave are all water based...

[Salah] o/^ Oh destiny... must want you here beside me, quietly... o/^

[Cassandra] How could me giving something a whipping be a surprise, Salah?

[Salah] o/^ Like the sunrise with splendor. o/^

* Lamont raises a finger

[Lamont] Just as long as it's not me.

[Salah] o/^ Unexpectedly, with a passion strong yet tender. o/^

[Pseudo-Finn] You have quite the voice, Salah...

[Salah] o/^ You, draw me in... like the moon draws the tide o/^

[Lamont] I really don't think I can sing at all.

[Salah] o/^ Swept away, by this love... o/^

* Lynna sighs.

[Lynna] Yes, and I suppose song's going to just make the Dragon helmet appear... yes, a winning strategy all right...

* Cassandra snickers at Lynna's sarcasm.

[Salah] o/^ Taken in... by your eyes! o/^

* Lynna keeps walking, a little faster now to get out of range of Salah's voice. ^^

* Lamont walks along, not saying much.

* Cassandra hurries up to Lynna.

* Pseudo-Finn catches up with Lynna...

[Cassandra] Something bothering you other than Salah's singing?

[Pseudo-Audrey] (soft) I don't think they like it, Salah...

[Lynna] Nothing... and even if it was, it's not your concern.

[Cassandra] Hey, just trying not to be a bitch all the time...Don't say I didn't try.

* Cassandra falls back to walk alongside Lamont.

[Salah] o/^ If I had to walk away from you, I know that it would be no use 'cause your so deep inside of me, can't, deny, I never want to be set free the more you give the more I need, you can't change what is meant to be, no, you can't change... destiny. o/^

[Lynna] Well, thanks for the effort... I just want this over and done with.

* Lamont smiles at Cassandra.

[Lamont] Hi.

[Cassandra] Hey...

[Lamont] Something bothering you?

[Cassandra] Nah.

[Lynna] The sooner we get the equipment, the sooner we can find Koran and that freak show Xenobia...

* Pseudo-Audrey slows down, Will following suit, so they can walk beside Salah.

* Salah stops and looks about, seeing everyone is... several feet ahead of her...

[Lamont] Are you sure?

* Salah runs along to catch up with them.

[Cassandra] Yeah, I'm sure. I just feel really awkward...

[Lamont] Why?

[Lamont] Because of me?

[Lynna] .oO( And the sooner I can find out the truth about all this... )

[Pseudo-Finn] I still wanna know why she's not dead...

[Cassandra] No, it's not you...

[Lamont] Then what?

* Lynna gets an edge in her voice.

[Lynna] How should I know... maybe she's just too stupid to die.

[Lamont] Hey... let's not fight.

[Cassandra] I don't want to give you the "It's Not You, It's Me" speech because it's too soon for that... Lamont, I think she's talking about Xenobia.

* Lamont blinks at Cassandra.

[Lamont] Oh...I see.

* Salah sighs and walks along with the group again, quiet.

[Cassandra] Hmmm... Excuse me, Lamont.

* Lamont nods slowly.

* Lynna wraps her cloak tightly around her shoulders... her form seeming to flicker for a few seconds...

* Cassandra walks up to Salah.

[Cassandra] Hey, wassup?

[Salah] Nothing... nothing really...

* Lamont sighs a little.

[Cassandra] I think you're all right at singing. It ain't that bad, you know...

* Lynna murmurs. "...long dead... time..."

[Pseudo-Finn] What was that, Lynna?

[Lynna] Pseudo-Finn... you did see what Koran used on me...

[Salah] I-I'm sorry... I just... I just got caught up in the mood...

[Lynna] The time freezing magic...

[Pseudo-Finn] What about it?

* Lamont snickers.

[Lamont] I think way too much...

[Lynna] If he has knowledge of such temporal magicks... Who's to say he is even from this time era...

[Cassandra] Don't worry. They're just a little edgy today...

[Lamont] Hmmm.

[Pseudo-Finn] That would explain Koran and Madeline's equipment...

* Pseudo-Finn stops for a second.

[Pseudo-Finn] If they're from the future, you know.

[Lynna] I can't help but feel edgy around all of it.

* Pseudo-Finn resumes walking.

* Cassandra shrugs and walks back to Lamont.

* Salah glances at Pseudo-Finn and Lynna, overhearing their conversation.

* Lamont smiles again at Cassandra.

[Lamont] You seem happy today.

* Cassandra shrugs.

[Cassandra] Eh.

[Salah] They're... not from the future...

* Salah looks up to Lynna and Pseudo-Finn...

[Pseudo-Will] How do you know? It's possible... Their equipment is beyond anything we've accomplished at Myght's Tower.

* Lynna looks at Salah.

[Lynna] Then what?

[Salah] At least... I don't think so.

[Lamont] I think too much, you know?

[Pseudo-Finn] The magic would certainly be the most plausible explanation for their weapons.

[Cassandra] Yeah, and you talk too much too. Did you know that?

[Salah] But... the Blue Star... they said they came from Earth...

[Lamont] I talk too much? I don't think I talk that much...

[Salah] And... a long time ago, the Blue Star was inhabited.

[Pseudo-Will] Maybe Lord Koran used his Time magic to steal stuff from the future.

[Pseudo-Finn] That kind of puts us at a disadvantage, doesn't it?

[Lynna] I'm aware of that, Salah... as would anyone who possessed half a brain of the fables and legends...

[Pseudo-Audrey] That's why we need a Dragonmaster...

* Cassandra sighs and watches the horizon as they walk.

[Salah] I remember the story, of how Zophar destroyed the Blue Star, and Althena brought us here...

* Lamont looks down at his feet.

[Lamont] Hmmm.

[Pseudo-Finn] But, Audrey... I don't know if even a Dragonmaster can stand up to that kind of technology.

[Salah] I don't understand... how he could have survived so long... especially if... he came from there.

[Pseudo-Will] Maybe he's not human... Maybe he's like...

* Pseudo-Will leaves the last word unspoken: Lynna.

[Lynna] I'll end his little time trip right here and now... after I've gotten some answers from his prone body.

[Salah] That's what I was thinking...

* Lynna looks over everyone, resting a gaze on Will.

* Pseudo-Will blinks...

[Lynna] Wait a minute...

* Lamont laughs under his breath to himself.

[Salah] Maybe that stuff he's wearing... Maybe's he's like Nobody.

* Cassandra looks at Lamont.

[Cassandra] Something funny?

[Lamont] ...Yes...I am.

* Cassandra blinks...

[Lynna] A machine...

* Pseudo-Audrey looks at Lynna, all her cute fury at her look at Will lancing out at her.

[Cassandra] Huh?

[Salah] A... umm... what was it... raw-bot?

[Pseudo-Will] Robot.

[Lamont] Just how foolish I can be, trying to think things out logically.

[Salah] Yeah! Maybe he's a robot.

[Pseudo-Will] That's possible too...

[Lamont] Trying to understand things I have no knowledge in.

[Cassandra] Like...?

* Salah sighs

[Salah] It's... it's just so confusing.

* Pseudo-Finn sighs as well.

* Lamont blinks.

[Lamont] Oh...other people mostly.

[Lynna] Well, I for one am not going to let it stay that way.

[Salah] Neal... if only I could talk with you again...

[Storyteller] Lynna feels the ground underfoot move slightly. Everybody else notices her hop up an inch or two, then go back down.

* Lynna looks at the ground under her feet...

[Storyteller] The dirt path is perfectly flat.

[Lynna] all right... who's toying with me...

[Salah] Lynna?

* Lynna pulls out her claws, turning around, narrowing her eyes.

[Cassandra] Hey, maybe all your illusions are getting to you?

* Lamont laughs some more.

[Lamont] I guess I learned something...

* Cassandra blinks at Lamont oddly...

[Storyteller] Lynna sees the same thing happen to Pseudo-Finn, like the ground under him pushed him up. Pseudo-Finn feels it happen.

[Lynna] I don't think so... that was no illusion.

[Cassandra] Ummm...Lamont?

* Salah turns to Pseudo-Finn.

[Storyteller] Cassandra... up... Cassandra down.

[Pseudo-Finn] What...

[Lamont] I'm sorry Cassandra...hey...you're taller...there's something under us.

* Pseudo-Finn looks down curiously at his feet.

* Cassandra grabs on to Lamont's arm.

[Cassandra] Okay, what the hell is going on here?

[Lynna] It couldn't be an underground creature... Unless it's larger than any of us would like.

[Miriamele] I dunno... but it's awful strange...

[Pseudo-Finn] Have we eaten any strange mushrooms in the past 20 minutes?

[Storyteller] Miriamele... up... Miriamele down...

* Lamont draws his sword and shoves it into the ground.

[Storyteller] The, suddenly, the ground around you burst upward in a blast of dirt and sand. The party is surrounded!

* Pseudo-Finn draws his sword blindingly fast.

[Cassandra] Crap!

* Lynna stays on guard, looking around for any kind of pit... when she is knocked back by the shower of debris...

Combat! Round One!

Enemy Front: Sandwitch x2

Ally Front: Pseudo-Finn, Lamont, Lynna

Ally Rear: Cassandra, Salah, Miriamele

Enemy Behind: Sandwitch x2

* Lamont draws the sword up slowly.

[Lamont] As I figured.

* Cassandra automatically reaches for her whip.

* Miriamele draws up into an attack stance, unsheathing her blade...

[Lamont] Watch yourselves, we have them all over.

* Lynna clears her vision, facing the attackers down.

[Lynna] I don't like people who play games with me..."

* Lamont throws his hands to the sky as the wind seems to go silent, "Sylph, Spirit who controls the Air, may your wrath consume those who would stand before me. Bring justice to the fools who oppose your power!"

[Lamont] Whirlwind!

[Storyteller] Sandwitch is Weak vs. Air! Each Sandwitch takes 180 damage from Lamont's spell!

[Storyteller] Sandwitch A twirls her stalagmite wand around above her head. She tosses it up in the air, then uses both hands to drive her glass sword in the ground. She catches the wand as it falls and strikes the hilt of the sword with it! TREMOR!

[Cassandra] ...I don't think that's good...

[Lynna] I think this ride's about to get a lot bumpier.

[Storyteller] Lamont takes 44 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

[Storyteller] Lynna takes 0 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

[Storyteller] Salah takes 8 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

[Cassandra] I wonder, if I steal those wands...

* Lynna rides out the aftershock, holding her ground.

[Storyteller] Miriamele takes 100 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

* Lamont falls on his can.

[Storyteller] Pseudo-Finn takes 52 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

[Lamont] ...that kinda hurt.

[Storyteller] Cassandra takes 101 damage from Sandwitch's spell.

* Miriamele staggers.

[Miriamele] Agh!

* Pseudo-Finn loses his footing and tumbles over.

[Cassandra] Yeah...

[Lamont] Cassandra, are you okay?

* Pseudo-Finn shakes his head and gets up again.

[Cassandra] I'll live, for now...

[Lamont] You'll live, I'll make sure of it.

[Storyteller] Sandwitch B lashes out at Pseudo-Finn as he stumbles. Critical Hit! Pseudo-Finn takes 109 damage.

[Cassandra] O_o

[Lynna] Pick yourselves up before the next wave...or you may regret it.

[Pseudo-Finn] You bitch!

* Lamont gets up and offers Cassandra his hand.

[Lamont] Come on, we've gotta beat these things.

* Pseudo-Finn bends over slightly, and blood drips from his mouth.

* Cassandra takes Lamont's hand and slowly gets up.

[Salah] Pseudo-Finn!

* Lamont smiles.

[Lamont] You gonna live?

[Storyteller] Sandwitch C sheathes her sword and hangs her wand from her belt. She stretches both hands out away from her chest, a brownish-green beam washing over the front line.

[Cassandra] Yeah, but I don't know about Pseudo-Finn there...

[Storyteller] Pseudo-Finn is POIS! Lynna is POIS! Lamont is immune!

* Lynna staggers back, coughing...

[Pseudo-Finn] Ugh...I'm not doing so well...

* Lamont smiles.

[Lamont] Well let's take them out before they can strike again, Cassandra.

* Pseudo-Finn glances briefly at Lamont and Cassandra, and grimaces.

* Lamont reluctantly lets go of her hand and goes back to a defensive position.

[Lamont] Don't worry Pseudo-Finn, I'll cover you.

[Storyteller] Sandwitch D reaches out with a single arm to Lamont, beckoning with her finger. He takes a few steps toward her, then she closes her hand and draws it back quickly.

[Lynna] Don't like tricksters... at all...

[Storyteller] Lamont's AP reduced by 15! Lamont's DP reduced by 15! Lamont's Hit% reduced by 15! Lamont's Dod% reduced by 15! Lamont's Reaction reduced by 15!

* Cassandra glares at the witch.

[Lamont] That was strange...I feel considerable weaker...

[Lamont] You guys weaken them up enough and I'll slam them with another shot of my air magic.

[Lynna] You like the earth? I'll be happy to bury you for good!

* Lynna lets out a piercing cry, and charges through the front row in a streak of blackest night! She then looks down at her bloodied hands as if waiting for the screams of torment that surely follow...

[Storyteller] Sandwitch A takes 179 damage from Lynna's weapon skill.

[Storyteller] Sandwitch B takes 192 damage from Lynna's weapon skill.

* Lamont wobbles for a second from the after effects from the spell.

[Storyteller] Salah WAITs!

* Lamont regains his balance.

[Cassandra] You all right Lamont?

* Miriamele intones and invokes a masterful demonstration of sorceress might! "Power of Sol unbridled! Smite my foes with thine infinite fury! Solar Flare!" The temperature in the area begins to climb, higher and higher, until the atmosphere is rippling with heat! The very air then seems to combust as fire consumes the battlefield from all sides! Miraculously, the party is not consumed by the sea of flames...

[Lamont] I'll be fine Cassandra.

[Lamont] Took a little more out of me that I thought.

[Storyteller] Sandwitches are Weak vs. Sun! Each Sandwitch takes 80 damage! Sandwitch A defeated! Sandwitch B defeated!

[Lamont] Good, looks like we'll get through this yet.

* Pseudo-Finn draws his sword and rushes in a blinding rage across the other row of enemies, flaying their skin...

[Storyteller] Sandwitch C takes 116 damage from Pseudo-Finn's weapon skill. Sandwitch D takes 121 damage from Pseudo-Finn's weapon skill.

[Lamont] That didn't finish them.

* Cassandra looks casually at her enemies in the back. She snaps her whip at one of them, curling it around him, and she hurls him into the rest of the row.

[Lamont] Take 'em out, Cassandra!

[Storyteller] Sandwitch C takes 118 damage from Cassandra's weapon skill. Sandwitch D takes 123 damage from Cassandra's weapon skill.

[Cassandra] Hmmmm...We're screwed...

[Storyteller] All four Sandwitches collapse in puffs of dust... All that's left is their clothes on the ground!

[Lamont] You did it, Cassandra, good job.

[Cassandra] Or not...

* Lamont smiles.

Victory!

Wilderness, Marius Zone

* Lamont drops a knee for a second.

* Lynna shakes her head at the piles of clothes.

[Lynna] Great trick... too bad it's your last.

* Lamont takes in some air.

[Lamont] That thing that one did to me...took a lot of out me.

[Pseudo-Finn] Should we get moving?

[Lamont] Just give me a second, Finn, I apologize.

* Lynna looks down at the remains to see if there is anything interesting about them, before moving on.

[Miriamele] Better than waiting here...

* Cassandra takes out a Dried Fish.

[Cassandra] Fish anyone?

[Storyteller] All HP restored!

* Lamont stands up.

[Lamont] I think I'm okay now. Well, I am ready now...I'm sorry to be a hold up.

[Pseudo-Finn] Not a problem, Lamont.

[Salah] I'm fine.

[Storyteller] The party begins walking...

[Lamont] That was a good move you pulled off back there, Cassandra.

* Lynna points at Lamont.

[Lynna] Next time, don't be so stupid to actually fall for those cheap tricks.

* Salah stops.

* Lamont blinks.

* Salah catiously looks around.

[Salah] Guys... They're... ummm... back...

* Lynna nearly bumps into Salah, snapping.

[Lynna] What?!

[Cassandra] Something wrong, Salah?

[Storyteller] The four lumps of clothing behind you spring into the air, the sand refilling into the shapes of the witches.

[Cassandra] You're not serious...

[Storyteller] Four more leap out of the ground in front of you.

[Cassandra] Shit...

Combat! Round One!

Enemy Side 1 Rear: Sandwitch x2

Enemy Side 1 Front: Sandwitch x2

Ally Front: Cass, Lamont, Lynna

Ally Rear: Miriamele, Salah

Enemy Side 2 Front: Sandwitch x2

Enemy Side 2 Rear: Sandwitch x2

Each counts as a separate force!

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Combat! Round One!

Victory!

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Combat! Round One!

Combat! Round Two!

Combat! Round Three!

Victory!

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Wilderness, Marius Zone

Combat! Round One!

Victory!

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Combat! Round One!

Combat! Round Two!

Combat! Round Three!

Victory!

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