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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/7/2016 1:06:25 AM
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Aria was too tired to dodge, so she tightened her grip on her chime and allowed her magic barrier to repulse the blow. The attack still knocked her on her back, however, and she rolled to the side and clumsily stumbled to her feet.
She sheathed her shortsword, and imbued her shield with her chime before tucking it underneath her belt. She pulled out her spear, and blocked several hits with her shield while fighting up close, and doing quick jabs with her spear. She could not keep up this pace for long without absorbing her magic barrier, which is far too dangerous.
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[b]He continuously attacked, before his dominant arm slipped off and he wildly swinged with the sword, making an easy dodge [/b]
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Aria takes the opportunity to stab Jeremiah in the stomach. She then backed away and sat down. "Okay... First blood... Get over here so I can heal you." She was panting heavily and obviously was looking to end the match.
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[b]Jeremiah chuckles slightly, looking down at the wound which hadn't gone to deep to his armor [/b] "You rely to much on your so called miracles."
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"This trip has left me out of practice, but even then, I do have trouble engaging armored targets in close combat. No miracles can cut through armor, and I've never had very good weapons. Where can I buy some here?" Aria did not realize it before, but as an undead hailing from a land of hollows, souls were her only currency. Nobody would accept souls here, in this civilized land. "Oh... It seems I may not be able to afford them. Well, then, I can heal you, anyway." She holds her chime and utters a short prayer.
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"You can talk to Zane. He's the dojo blacksmith."
