[center][b]Wandering Fool[/b][/center]
[center][b]Aeternus || Nexus[/b][/center]
[center][b]Sleepy Leaf Bridge[/b][/center]
[center]Affected Players:[/center] Moon234, Xenoko, The Imagineer

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Wandering Fool prepared to send another knife on its way, this one bound for a certain Ranger’s face, and he felt the hit before he even threw the knife. It would be accurate, [b]Dead Eye[/b] would ensure it. But then a piercing pain erupted in his ears, causing Jeremy to drop the knife and then fall over to his side, holding his hands over his ears. Some sort of sound attack ripped through the combatants, and no one was immune to the high shrieking. Jeremy himself couldn’t make out any words, and didn’t bother trying, just holding his ears tightly until it was over. Even once it stopped, Jeremy sat up painfully and shook his head, trying to remove the ringing that wouldn’t quite disappear from his ears. The silence that followed was almost as crippling. Was he deaf now? Jeremy slowly dragged himself upright, growling at his burnt leg, The scene before him was a bit surprising. Three people passed out, Everyone else seemingly incapacitated except for a Brawler, and their health. A portion of them were under 50%, which meant that they were close to death. 

He was going to kill them. That had been all that was on his mind. In front of him was a group of people that he had attempted to end. They had tried to kill him, but now were helpless. Should it seem so odd to remove their threat to others now? The thought shamed him, anger cooling as fast as it had come. [i]In the end, we are all just doing our best to survive.[/i]

Jeremy looked to his right to meet the gaze of The Imagineer for a moment, a moment in which he slowly raised his hands in surrender. She didn’t look like she cared who was fighting, so much as that they were fighting. Best not to make the list of people to be ripped apart. Movement alerted him to the Brawler’s state of not-paralyzedinfearorwhatevertheheckiswrongwitheveryoneelse but suddenly a monk was there. Not that he could be described as anything but as a monk. Black robes, wrapped arms, and bare feet/hands. Either he was a monk, or some sort of ninja class. Regardless of looks, the man unleashed a barrage of flaming fists o’ fury that would have made Bruce Lee proud on everyone he could reach, flat out knocking the Brawler and pounding on the Knights health. And suddenly it was over. The last man standing had surrendered in what seemed like an instant. Jeremy sat down with a thump and immediately summoned the canteen from his inventory. A second later it was emptied over his leg. As to how advanced this game was, he had no idea. But hopefully that would hold off the burn status.
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[b]HP:[/b] 60% [i]BRN[/i]
[b]SP:[/b] 90
[b]Level:[/b] 1
[b]Inventory:[/b]
[i]Gold:[/i] 20
Deck of Cards
Dice & Cup x 10
Bread x2
Flint & Steel
Whetstone
Canteen (Empty)