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Taylor walked into the field, pulled out his sword, and put his eyes on a boar. The boar and him stared straight into each others eyes for a couple of seconds then the board charged. Taylor stood still. The split second the boar was about to hit him he simply moved to the side, put his sword straight down, and split the boar in half. Blue crystals sparkled around him with the sound of a shimmer. The screen came up in front of him.
Congratulations!
EXP: 12
Col:5
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Taylor saw gear in the distance and others. Taylor walked into the town, he saw alot of NPC's and almost stopped to buy something. He walked up to gear. "Hey you whats your name?".
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Taylor walked into the restraunt and walked up to the NPC. "Tremble shortcake please." Taylor said. The NPC went behind the counter and grabbed the cake."Here you are!". Taylor took it from him. "Thank you" and with that Taylor sat down and began to eat.
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Taylor noticed the whole time the girl was staring at him. "Weird..." He thought. Taylor finished is meal, played his fee of 57 col, and walked out the door. "Now," he thought. "On to the trail." Taylor slowly walked to the exit gates of the town ready to face anything.
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PERSONALITY Curious and Intelligent
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HISTORY Born on the streets. Lost his parents at 12. He tought himself how to survive ad how to fight
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PARENTS No Information.
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MUSE 7
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Jake awoke about 20 Minutes before dawn and set out. He was perched up on a tall collapsed in 5 story building. He lived here, it gave great coverage over the land a sight to see. Jake had 3 things in his life, His Dog, His Guns, and Himself. That's all he needed during this time.
He looked up from his feet. The sun started to rise, the clouds scattered but looked to consist of rain. He could see some of the cringe very distantly boarding his barrier, about 3 months ago he discovered something. They are weak of bug spray, even though they are not insects. It is not a cure sadly, but its a repellent. They seem not to like the scent.
He got up jumped down to his "room". His room consisted of a hammock has his bed his guns on a shelf and food in a plastic tub. It was a little cold out so he lit his lantern on the floor. "Are we the only ones Jack?" He addressed his dog. Jack just rolled over for a belly rub. Jake smirked and lied down in his hammock. "I hope not." He sighed.