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Blacksmith

Age: 29 | Height: 5'6 | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood
Level: 5 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 19 - Endr: 21 - Luck: 22 - Int:
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#29
OLIVER
His breath hitched as a swift kick connected with his stomach, his eyes widening and body lurching forward. The sting remained as Saiden moved back, his body aching everywhere and bloods seeping through his clothes. He felt weak and defenseless, but he was also happy that Saiden had seemingly granted him a moment to catch his breath.

Staring forward into the eyes of his attacker, Oliver reflected back emotions of fear, worry, and exhaustion. He wanted this all to stop, for him to be able to continue on with his life in some capacity, and it seems that his wish had finally been granted. "Yes sir." He had no idea where the sir even came from, nor why he said it in the first place. His mind had seemingly gone into auto-pilot, now speaking for him. The once excited and rambling Oliver had been snuffed out, for he was now a doll that had been abandoned on the street, begging for mercy.

And soon, he was left alone, the man departing and freeing him from the prison he had created for himself. It took a bit for Oliver to relax and feel safe enough, but once he did, he immediately made his way back to the portal, ready to go home and patch up his wounds.


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