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Post by Ninjin Nedrag on Feb 17, 2017 22:22:20 GMT
Noticing the battle in the distance getting increased more and more in force she would sigh and end her spar with Amalia. Pulling off her gi top leaving herself within the black body suit she had taken from Radasha when she had left the planet. It was snug fitting but helped her be able to remove the weighted gi when she had to. As she took off into the air she activated her Super Saiyan but suppressed it to 1 as she took off toward them. Literally hiding herself within the background noise of the world as she felt they would all be focused on one another. Noticing that they all were doing just that as she got into visual range as she was flying far above all of them. She would allow her restraint to begin to release as she promptly dropped down to the middle between all of them and she would pull her hands over her eyes as she would specifically attempt to catch all three of the hard headed men.
“SOLAR FLARE!!!!” A bright flash would come on everyone standing there and Ninjin would appear within the flash as everyone around her eyes would clear. She was wearing only a half of her turtle gi as the golden aura surrounded her and she looked between each and every single one of them. Her entire demeanor was upset and angry looking as her aura was flaring. The ki flowing off of her was whipping into the winds and she glared back and forth as she started speaking once more.
”I am so done with this! I am done holding back from all three of you. Celmaru yes you are the strongest person here. Congratulations but strength does not mean everything. Toma, yes you are my husband and I love you but I am telling you that you have become very arrogant since you have become the Turtle Hermit. And Articho. You are my favored student and the person I would of seconded to take the position when I retired but you were not ready because of… because of things like this. I tried to talk you out of doing this but it feels that because you have been trained by the gods you are better than the rest of us…” Her voice was hoarse as she spoke but she was not holding back and she was just letting everything out that she had been holding back. Taking several deep breaths she would seem to be trying to calm down but it would only be slightly working on the former Turtle Hermit.
“All three of you are honestly acting like children with large and very dangerous fireworks. Look at what this simple position has done to all three of you. Each of you are people capable of leading this school and for fuck sakes all of you could be great stewards…” Ninjin would yell out loudly as she would come in out of nowhere and drop down beside Articho. Looking over at Toma and Celmaru she would glare at the both of them as she was obviously furious in the moment. Her eyes looking directly at Toma, then to Celmaru and his ascended form, then lastly over at Articho. She was honestly not impressed by any of the three men here but least of all with her own husband and Celmaru.
“Tell me Articho. Would you of come back and attempted to take over the school if I was still in charge after your little after life adventure? Celmaru would you of still tried to infiltrate one of the dojos I had shuttered to keep the school under the radar of the Blue Banner Army when I was expecting trouble with them. When nothing happened I was already pregnant and had stepped down. Yes I made many a mistake as I was the leader of the Turtle School and yet I still held out hope that between Articho and Zexama I would of left the school in good hands. And Toma I stepped up to help you only to have you move around and mess with things for the school without really telling me…” Ninjin’s own mood was obviously pushing everything out that had been bothering the mother and former Turtle Hermit. She would be switching her glare from person to person as if trying to determine who more than the rest infuriated her. Her hands tightened into balls as she just continued to look between them.
(Pl is 146,423. SSJ activated 1,610,653. KP 0/3 Solar Flare activated 4,831,959 PL on all three gentlemen}
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Post by Rafar on Feb 20, 2017 21:34:01 GMT
Rafar was initially excited at the possibility at seeing two Super Sayians clash, but that one other warrior who had fought against NOXA continued to stall off the battle, like he was some sort of interfering official. He grew quickly bored at the confrontation, and sat on a log a few meters away as the three legends continued to squabble among themselves, the orange one becoming more and more obvious in his evasion. Rafar snorted, all of this was simply confirming his belief that people in power rarely were responsible with their duties, with some rare exceptions. He even began to doze off, right before yet another Super Sayian arrived on the field. The female began to scold the three warriors for acting like children, which was something Rafar wholeheartedly agreed with. He didn't really understand what she mean by this 'Arti' training with gods, but his power was certainly no joke! Rafar would suppress his power down, arriving at a spot slightly to one side of the female, unconsciously giving himself some cover. "If you don't mind me saying so, since Articho challenged Toma first, shouldn't that fight happen first, then Celmaru can challenge Articho if he still wants to?" Rafar put in this suggestion as gingerly as he could, even though every cell was screaming at him to be outspoken. He just wanted this to end so he could train!
Ki suppressed to 5,000 to try and make him less of a target Toma
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Post by Toma on Feb 22, 2017 13:59:20 GMT
As the situation was beginning to grow more and more tense, Toma was getting worried. While he had wanted to fight Articho, he also understood Celmarus wanting to fight Articho due to Articho insulting him. Toma had done the same to a few warriors himself in his day -- he hadn't beaten them to a pulp or anything of course, he was no savage. But he had certainly taught them a lesson by giving them a good scare and hoping they'd not get themselves killed by pissing off the wrong person next time. A bit of a severe training method, maybe. But effective, and it only needed to be taught once. And they usually thanked him in the end.
But then Toma sensed another energy in the air above them. He looked up, not having time to identify the power before he was blinded by the Solar Flare! "What the devil?!" He shouted as he covered his eyes in his hands, rubbing his eyes after the flare faded, slowly recovering from the temporary blindness. He'd gotten so distracted that the energy he'd been charging for his barrier -- in case Articho had decided to fire a technique at the dojo -- had gotten let go of, the energy fading back into his golden aura. Once his sight was regained, his focused his vision on Ninjin. Well at least she showed up, he was glad about that. But that was a little bit extreme, wasn't it? It's not like Toma had been intending to harm Articho -- his only intent was to potentially protect the Dojo.
"Ninjin, I-" He began, only to have her begin talking and spilling her heart out. Of course this wasn't the first time Toma had heard a speech like this. Given Ninjins Saiyan heritage, she was very strong willed and tended to speak her mind and heart with little regard for what others thought of her -- a fact that he quite admired, really. Though perhaps that was his Saiyan genetics talking. Hell their first date had been beating the shit out of each other, after all. She looked to him, then Celmaru, then Articho, and Toma sighed. His golden aura faded, his hair letting down and losing its golden color and returning to the charcoal black that it normally was.
Now wasn't the time for fighting, it seemed.
When Rafar spoke up, Toma would turn to him, before speaking. "I was going to, but Celmaru and Articho got into that argument, you see. It's not like I'm going anywhere so I was going to let them hash it out and wait for whatever followed next." But then next he turned to Ninjin, whom had made a good point about him not telling her what he'd been doing with the school. There were a couple reasons for that -- the biggest one being that he didn't want to leave the kids without their mother a lot, and he also didn't want to deal with infant children in a space craft. He'd had enough of that when they had gone on a galactic trip prior.
But the biggest reason was that he hadn't even known if the ideas were going to work in the first place! He didn't want to get her hopes up only for his ideas to not work. But he supposed that was no excuse. Stepping foward, Toma would hold his arms out to Ninjin, staring into her eyes. He wasn't smiling like he normally was, in fact he looked a little guilty. What she had said was true and he owed her an apology. "You're right, my love. I'm sorry." He spoke. "I should've kept you more in the loop. I just didn't want to move you and the kids around without knowing if my ideas for the school were going to work, is all. Forgive me, please?"
[Stunned by Ninjin's good looks Solar Flare, dropped Maximum Charge. Powered down from SSJ, currently in base form.]
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Post by Celmaru Waterfield on Feb 23, 2017 2:03:15 GMT
As the situation progressed, eventually becoming far too unpleasant, the hybrid released a sigh. Ninjin's Solar Flare was indeed bright, yes, however the helm that Celmaru had spawned shielded his eyes from the rays. Unfortunately, that didn't prevent the hybrid from squinting. The arriving hybrid brought plenty of argument to the table, spouting about the three of them acting akin to children. That statement only brought back the memory of the Queen branding him to be a brat. A livid flare of emotion came past the hybrid, yet only for a moment. Golden locks quivered beneath a construct of Ki.
The hybrid remained quiet, allowing those around him to speak as the following events progressed. Even with telepathic communication, could Toma not piece it together? Did he ignore what he had told him? A tremendous, squirming bother roared within the pits of his gut. It was infuriating. With every passing moment, his frustration grew; there was no immediate explanation for it. Celmaru felt frustrated with this, it was going nowhere, yet progressing. It was going well, yet terribly. There felt to be something wrong about this, yet the hybrid felt fine about it otherwise.
|'Just a brief amount of accidental eavesdropping can give someone enough to act upon it.'|
The telepathic message, that of which was sent to both Toma and Ninjin, rang about before continuing.
|'The assessment of Articho is over. I tried to get him away from Toma, since I'm sure, as much as I may hesitate to admit it at times, that he's far more capable than I, or Articho, happen to be in various sorts of tasks. Instructing is one of them. Be what it may, you both do better at what you do than I ever could. I'm sure of that. Give him a challenge, both of you. I'm done. Regardless, I already told Toma what Articho expressed after aggravation...'|
|'However he's tapped upon something far more personal.'|
Celmaru's clenched fist began to quiver with an evidently suppressed ire. With the opposing hybrid still beside him, the fist rose to press upon Articho's chest with two suddenly outstretched fingers. Intending to point at the other hybrid's left pectoral muscle; Celmaru dispelled the helm that recently formed upon his cranium. A gaze that was wrought with anger glared at Articho as soon as the Ki erupted outward, swiftly fading away.
"To think you were such an unfathomable asshole that you had to be put down by Walker. Congratulations. You're lucky that I don't care for murdering Bao's Packages."
'Or anyone for that matter.'
With that, a final message was given to Articho; with a prompt push. The pointing fingers would curl back into the fist, attempting to slam directly into opposing hybrid's chest.
"No matter, I suppose its your fault for falling for such a haphazard act."
Regardless of whether or not the strike had connected or not; the hybrid would soon freeze. Celmaru's stance as he attempted to launch Articho a fair distance away was oddly still. A moment or so would pass, and eventually the hybrid's visage would fade into nothingness; open air with a hybrid left missing. The hybrid's power would fade as soon as he vanished; diminishing as the distance widened. A relatively sizeable distance from the school, however, the hybrid would make efforts to hide himself. More time alone never appeared to harm anyone, now did it? Dispelling the "armor" he had once created, the hybrid would intend to disappear in the majority of ways that he could; removing himself from this situation. He was done with the day's excess dose of shit to handle.
"...Dammit."
Trees surrounded him. Sunlight was filtered by leaves; a Turtle School an island away. Not too much of an island away, albeit enough of one. A bitter aftertaste came over Celmaru, yet he figured that making some attempt to try something relatively lesser than pest control could be successful. The hybrid, once again, was wrong. A sensation of warmth overcame him. Was he....embarrassed? Was he actually, legitimately embarrassed?! A brief touch over revealed that his cheeks were violently burning.
'Why the hell am I-'
Only disgust at himself came about.
'...Ugh.'
'...Why am I still trying?'
ONE (inch) PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!
KP: 2/3
Mastered Super Saiyan deactivated! PL is now 345,347! Afterimage [SU1] used! Ki Suppression [UT] active! PL is now 1!
Attempted Thread Exit. I'll request PL if the escape is successful.
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Post by Articho Reville on Feb 23, 2017 5:33:03 GMT
A bright flash of light distracted him from his cheeky grin towards Celmaru, forcing him to cover his eyes and lose his concentration at charging energy. He sucked on his teeth as he recognized the voice of the newcomer. Ninjin and she did not sound happy. Articho watched her scold both Celmaru and Toma before she turned to him and said he had been acting superior because of his afterlife training. A hurt expression crossed his face as he pointed a finger at Celmaru. "I never said I was better! He called me a liar! You can't expect me to not try and defend myself against a lie!" He closed his mouth and looked away as Ninjin continued to berate them, looking back up at her again when she brought the younger hybrid up by name. "I had only planned on taking over as Turtle Hermit was because no one was doing anything before I died and I didn't know that Toma took over until I got back to life. And even then, not much was happening. I just didn't want the school to stagnate again, so I took the initiative and Toma happened to be here. Everything was going fine until he showed up." Articho's hurt expression turned to one of annoyance as he jabbed a thumb in Celmaru's direction. Speaking of Celmaru, the other hybrid had decided to address Articho. The younger man turned to face him as Celmaru pointed two fingers towards his chest. Articho scowled at him before replying. "I'm the unfathomable asshole? Sorry, I didn't realize I attempted mass genocide against the Saiyans because I was crying like a little bitch over someone dying, then act like I didn't do anything wrong and still maintained the moral high ground," he retorted. "Walker is a scumbag hypocrite and sooner or later, he's going to turn on all of us. And if you're on his side when it happens, I will gladly beat your skull in so much, Bing-"Articho didn't get to finish his sentence before Celmaru forcefully pushed him backwards, sending the younger hybrid flying into a tree. He had been unprepared for the blow and had the wind knocked out of him, leaving him unable to do anything about Celmaru fleeing the area. He stayed on the ground, coughing and sucking air back into his lungs as he slowly moved to a kneeling position. "Kami damn...self righteous...prick," he hacked out as he unsteadily rose to his feet, trying to open his lungs as much as he could. The hybrid looked back up at Toma and Ninjin, massaging the spot where Celmaru had hit him. His hair fell back down to his usual black and his eyes back to their shade of bright blue. "Well," he said, stretching his arms over his head, "this didn't turn out the way I wanted it to at all."---------------------- MSSJ deactivated! PL: 219,310 Ninjin Nedrag
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Post by Ninjin Nedrag on Feb 23, 2017 15:48:08 GMT
Ninjin’s anger had fully subsided as she looked around between the others there. The new person she had not met before spoke up. The fact that there was an audience to this turtle school shenanigan made her a little flustered but an idea had come to her when Rafar’s words were spoken and given form. It was not a bad idea but she had an inkling that the three men before her would not listen completely. Noticing Toma drop from his Super Saiyan form made it at least appear that there was a possibility for things to calm down without the need for full on violence. Toma would feel inside his mind Ninjin responding to him directly. :: You are my lunkheaded dork of a husband. So you know I will forgive you. Just next time talk to me about things as I would of moved the capsule house and grav chamber here to help you out. ::
“Articho it does not matter. To be a teacher and a leader you need to be above the personal insults and slights. Yes I will admit when I was the teacher I did not know that fact but I have learned it over time. Why do you think it is that I have learned techniques from the Ancient Crane School as well as our own? To make myself a much better and more well rounded fighter and teacher. Yet I know your temperment and I know you would defend yourself against any slight be it physical, mental, or spoken.” Quickly switching up her approach she would speak back at Articho as she felt Celmaru’s own intentions becoming clearer as the wordplay continued. Words seemed would only go so far as all sides seemed to be getting antsy. Well besides her husband who had seemingly gotten himself calmed down pretty quick after she appeared and yelled at him.
The flare from Celmaru however caught her attention as it was a dangerous thing. Having such uncontrolled and wild bursts of power can be bad both for the person and planet. It had been so subtle that she figured that no one else would really notice it. Closing her eyes she would listen to him speaking to her in such a way. She would open her eyes as Celmaru spoke about Articho touching upon something much more personal. :: This will not end well Toma… :: She would send the message to her husband as she waited to see what would happen within this moment of time.
Then came Celmaru’s strike on Articho. Before she could even react to try and stop Celmaru he had moved and impacted Articho within the chest. The fact that he had not moved after the strike meant that Celmaru went away from the area with an advanced Afterimage technique. :: Rather impressive technique… Gives me a few ideas. :: Yet as she thought this she would of gone after Articho and extended out her hand to help him back to his feet. IF he accepted it she would turn to look at Toma before sighing to herself and dropping the Super Saiyan aura that she had.
“Arti this is why I said that it would be best to talk about this before hand. Hell why not the two of you try and possibly spar inside the dojo below. Listen to Toma and his fists as they speak to the true nature of someone more than the words that come from their mouth. You know that and I know that. Heck that is why I am what I am and how I act why I act. Why I would sooner believe my cousin because both me and Toma fought her.” Speaking up she would help Articho to get back into the air before turning toward Rafar finally.
“I am pleased to meet you good sir. I am sorry you had to meet the Turtle School Herarchy in such a way. I am the first Turtle Hermit Ninjin Nedrag. Beside me is Toma Nedrag my husband nad Third Turtle Hermit and the one in orange is my top pupil and protégé Articho Reville. “ Her words were calm unlike the aura in the area that she still felt was turbulent and very uneasy but she knew that something was needed to be said and she personally felt better.
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Post by Rafar on Feb 27, 2017 0:26:43 GMT
His tactfully placed suggestion, combined with the woman’s tirade, seemed to have defused the situation for the moment. Rafar breathed easier as Toma powered down under the lashing of Ninjn's tongue, dispersing the nightmarish power he had accrued. He was a warrior, but every warrior who had ever lived had feared an unbalanced battle, and Rafar was no exception. He would listen intently as Toma blamed the argument on the two other Sayians, and then began chatting with his apparent love interest. Rafar stayed silent, meeting the hybrid's gaze, shifting the blame in an argument of your peers was not accepting the obligations of one's position, which was something Rafar despised.
The temporary calm of the scene vanished faster than an Earthling dessert, as Celmaru advanced on Articho, accusing him of being hunted down by a 'Walker'. Whatever that meant, it eventually deserved a hard punch to the chest, sending the other skidding into a tree. But before Rafar could even open his mouth to ask what had happened, the Sayian had completely and utterly vanished into thin air. He winced, "Well....at least that wasn't a full power strike." Rafar then listened as Ninjin introduced herself and the two others as representatives of the "Turtle School". "Nice to meet you I guess, I'm Rafar, former SSE turned wanderer." He was sick of hiding who he was, and if he was to learn under these people they might as well know the truth. Rafar let out an embarrassed cough, looking to his right, "If you don't mind, I kinda need some help with my training."
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Post by Toma on Feb 28, 2017 23:35:30 GMT
"Yes, I agree... today certainly changed from what I expected." Toma said, with a sigh. He was glad that Ninjin of course forgave him -- for as hard headed as the two Saiyans were, they worked out their problems surprisingly without fighting. Fighting was the fun of course, but communication was what kept a relationship alive and well. When Rafar asked the three of them if they could help him out with his training, Toma nodded. "Well I can't speak for Articho here, but Ninjin and I would be happy to assist you-" His sentence got cut off as he felt a powerful energy in the area.
He looked upwards as he focused on the source... it was... coming from... Namek? Toma quirked a brow as he wondered what could be going on there, but then the great energy vanished as quick as it had arisen... had that been Walker? It certainly felt like it was Walker. But that sudden vanish didn't feel like the Crane Hermit simply powering down. That was too sudden of a drop. Whatever happened, Toma had a bad feeling that Walker was no longer among the living, at least for the moment. And that other power... that was incredible. Who the hell was that? It wasn't a power Toma had ever felt before.
He frowned, turning to Articho and Ninjin. "Did you two just feel that?" He asked. "I think it might be best if we disband this little meeting for the moment. I was on Namek a few weeks ago and I just felt an incredible energy coming from there. I can't imagine it is good, I would've felt a power like that if it was a fighter from their world."
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Post by Articho Reville on Mar 1, 2017 5:01:47 GMT
Articho crossed his arms over his chest and rolled his eyes. "I didn't show up to give Toma tea and a foot massage. This was supposed to be a fight. More accurately, it was supposed to be a duel and a rather meaningful one at that," he answered. He lifted one hand up and clicked his fingers, causing the sunglasses on the ground to disappear and reappear in his open palm. He flipped out the frame and placed them over his eyes again. "I had planned on challenging Toma to a fair duel and level out my strength equal to his, making this something about skill and skill alone. If I had lost, I would have left it at that and never challenge Toma for the position again. End of story. IF you want to blame someone for this whole situation going sideways, blame Celmaru. He decided now was the best of times to vent his feelings to Toma and didn't even acknowledge me until he decided it was his business to put his opinion about me into it." He decided to keep quiet about Ninjin bringing up the point about learning the Crane school techniques. She had already gotten onto him once about bringing up the fact he had trained with King Kai.
The younger hybrid gave a little wave to Rafar, though shot a look at Toma from behind his sunglasses. "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't interested in training people, you know..." he said quietly. Not a moment after, his sense picked up the same energy Toma was, as well as the scouter in his left lens beeping wildly before displaying a large number. Articho's expression darkened as he curled his fists tightly. It was Walker, alright. He had had enough time to reflect on that power level, though he wasn't sure what to make of its sudden disappearance. Whatever it meant, it certainly didn't bode well for the future. Something big was happening and it was going to be coming soon. He nodded in agreement with Toma's statement before turning back in the direction of his house. "We'll pick this back up later, Toma. If we happen to end up training together, I'll show you guys the techniques I learned while I was in Heaven. They might be game changers for whatever battle may be coming." He floated up into the air, turning back to wave and smile at the trio below. "I'll catch you guys later. I gotta go pick up some stuff for my mom. Lately, she's been crazy about something called tamagogani. Which reminds me, I forgot to tell you guys my mom's pregnant! I'm going to have a baby sister soon!"
With that, Articho turned and took off towards the Southern Capitol to get the aforementioned food. Usually his father picked up the food his mother craved, but Articho had volunteered since he was going to be out anyway. He'd never seen it before, though his hopes weren't very high on it being anything normal.
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Articho is attempting to leave the thread! If he is able to leave, Zeni please!
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Post by Ninjin Nedrag on Mar 1, 2017 19:31:07 GMT
Ninjin would nod alongside Toma as Toma spoke about training Rafar. She knew that it would be within the future but not in the here and now. “I would love to teach you and help you strengthen out yourself there Rafar. It is what the Turtle School does. We help others to make themselves greater than before. I mean I know it worked in the past as I have had several students reach heights of strength that I myself have not even thought about..”
Ninjin would turn to Articho and smile at him. IT was good to hear that he was going to do the honorable thing and fight him inside of a fair duel. That in and of itself made her heart rest easy and hopefully would do the same for Toma. “Next time then Articho let us have this event with the proper send off that it deserves. Let Toma call his students and I will referee the match. The two of you shall fight a fair duel as the masters of old would for leadership. To the best man goes the seat. If that is good for both of you then we can do that once we have a moment of peace to think about such things again.”
For as she spoke she felt the energy rise and then vanish out on Namek. It actually made her tremble a little. This instantly made her worry for Earth as she looked over at Toma before looking over at Articho. “I think that you two are right… Articho you can come to our gravity chamber and we can all train there… If something was able to erase that amount of power might not be something we wish to face. So I say we can begin to train in the gravity chamber in the next few days if you are game. Just send me a message on the Bao-Phone if you are. I will be there ready to train with you once more. As for you Mr. Rafar if you wish to train as well you can come along and we can help train you as well…”
She was being fast and yet diplomatic as well as she would look at Toma and then at Articho as he took off and toward South City. Turning to look at Toma she would walk over and give him a brief hug before taking off herself and headed toward her home.
{{PL with Medium Weights please}}
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Post by Rafar on Mar 3, 2017 22:55:09 GMT
Rafar was relieved his question wasn't dismissed out of hand as he had expected, but instead was given offers from all three of the fighters there. He was just about to respond to Toma when all three suddenly got distracted, looking into the distance as they apparently detected some immense power, and from their comments, he guessed whatever it meant wasn't good, at least for them. Still, Ninjin offered to train with him in her gravity chamber, which was nice. He had been having some trouble adapting to higher levels of gravity, and this was the perfect opportunity to advance his training. "I'd be glad to train with all of you, I need some help mastering a new form." The meeting broke up then, with everyone beginning to move off. "Well I guess I'll be seeing you soon then." Rafar would give a mock salute to Toma, then fly off towards the west.
Pl w/DE bonus if applicable
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Post by Vennel on Mar 21, 2017 20:31:47 GMT
Toma WC: 2,180 Gains PL: 4,360 Old : 162,002 New : 166,362 Celmaru Waterfield WC: 2,937 Gains PL: 2,937 Old : 355,756 New : 358,693 Ninjin Nedrag WC: 1,884 Gains PL: 3,462 Old : 157,860 New : 161,322 Articho RevilleWC: 3,137 Gains Zeni: 5,270 Old : 23,200 New : 28,470 Rafar WC: 972 Gains PL: 2,211 Old : 49,482 New : 51,693
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