Effect: Removes hunger pains, malnutrition debuff, dehydration debuff, and exhaustion debuff of everyone under your command. Recipients must be out of combat. Lasts 12 hours. Each spell level increases the layers this spell effects by one.
Spell: Relentless
Effect: Increase Energy Regeneration by 5% for 1 hour. Each spell level increases the percentage by 5%.
Spell: Quartermaster’s Yell
Effect: For 1 hour, decrease resource cost for all spells by 10% and potions are 10% more effective. Each spell level decreases resource cost by 10% and increases effectiveness by 10%.
Spell: Emissary’s Shout
Effect: For 1 hour, increase Perception by 10% and Speed by 10%. Each spell level increases both percentages by 10%.
Spell: Warlord’s Roar
Effect: For 1 hour, increase damage by 10% and Armor Class by 10%. Each spell level increases both percentages by 10%.
All of the Commander Mana spells seemed powerful. The group had almost reached him, and he looked at the single Warlord Mana spell available to him at level twenty.
Spell: Warcry of Life
Effect: Heal everyone under your command for 10% of their total Health Points. Each spell level increases the percentage by 10%.
Ruwen placed the book back on his mental bookshelf and stood. His head swam with all the possibilities. Between his two Classes, he needed to distribute his limited points: forty-three spell and twenty-one ability. It was going to be hard.
Chapter 11
Tremine, Bliz, and Sift stood together, all excitedly talking to each other.
Hamma stepped up next to Ruwen, and he put his arm around her. “Well?”
“Shelly is amazing,” Hamma said. “I’m jealous of you two.”
“I agree,” Lylan said. “You two will get into trouble without Hamma and me.”
Ruwen shook his head. “We already talked about this, which reminds me.”
Ruwen pictured the icon for Ringleader and focused briefly on each of the women. He smiled as both of them reacted in surprise, although Lylan hid it better. Their portraits appeared under Sift’s.
“How?” Hamma asked.
“I found a good Fighter build, and the Sub Class has the group ability,” Ruwen said.
Lylan narrowed her eyes. “It took me four days to activate my Sub Class, and everyone acted like Uru had performed a miracle. I’m not even sure you’ve been revived for twelve hours.”
Ruwen shrugged. “I think my dual-class makes all that easier for me. But that doesn’t matter right now.” He turned to Hamma. “Have you decided what Sub Class you’re taking?”
Hamma nodded. “I want to fight and heal. So I plan on Sub Classing into Healer and then Specialize in Warden.”
Rami? Sorry to bother you, but I need some symbols.
Did the girls decide what they’re doing?
Yeah, Hamma needs the Healer and Warden ones.
This is for Healer.
The Healer symbol appeared in his Ruwen’s mind, and he willed it Hamma. “Did you get that?”
“Yes, along with a quest,” Hamma said.
“Good, here is the Warden one.”
Rami gave Ruwen the Warden symbol, and he passed it to Hamma. “That should trigger when you hit level twenty.”
“Thank you,” Hamma said.
“Thank Rami, she found them,” Ruwen said.
Hamma touched Ruwen’s right ear, where Rami lay curled and mostly out of sight. “Thank you, Rami.”
Rami vibrated.
Ruwen turned to Lylan, who had Sub Classed as a Shade. “Have you decided?”
Lylan pressed her lips together and nodded. “I want to Specialize as a Thief.”
Without asking, the Thief symbol manifested itself, and Ruwen pushed it to Lylan.
“I got the symbol and the quest,” Lylan said. “Thank you, Rami.”
Rami vibrated again.
“I don’t know what to do with this symbol,” Hamma said.
“I do,” Lylan said. “I’ll show you.”
Ruwen looked at each woman’s portrait and willed them out of the group. Their pictures disappeared, and Hamma faced him.
“Why did you kick us out?” Hamma asked.
Ruwen held up his hands. “Because it would be a constant distraction for you, and you both need to concentrate on your advancement.”
“Are you ready, Sift?” Ruwen called out.
Sift, Tremine, and Bliz joined Ruwen and the women.
“Sift promised us a ride when you get back,” Bliz said excitedly.
“That turtle is a wonder,” Tremine said. “Observe everything, and we can discuss what you’ve learned when you return.”
“Homework? Seriously?” Ruwen asked.
Tremine smiled. “Fine, but try and pay attention. Things are happening inside that shell I don’t understand.”
That made Ruwen curious, but he’d see for himself soon enough.
“We’ll be back as soon as we can,” Ruwen said.
Hamma gave Ruwen a tight hug and whispered into his ear. “Be careful. Seriously, don’t do any of the dumb stuff you two usually do.”
“Don’t worry. This is a simple supply mission. You worry about your Sub Class, not me. Okay?”
“Okay,” Hamma said.
Ruwen nodded at Tremine and Bliz. “See you soon.”
Sift and Lylan were still hugging, so Ruwen strode to Shelly’s leg and began climbing. Whiskers, now in his smaller leopard form, ran past him and up the leg. Shelly’s skin had rolls that allowed him to walk forward quickly, and it felt like using stairs.
Soon he’d have many choices to make about his abilities and spells, but one ability he planned on taking regardless: Chat. Being able to communicate with your group without having to talk would be incredibly useful. And it gave him an idea.
Rami, what is the symbol for Chat?
An image of a man whispering into a woman’s ear appeared and immediately faded. Just like with Ringleader, Ruwen felt a tension inside his head and then a pop. He moved his jaw from side to side to relieve the pressure in his ears and read the new notification.
Ping!
You have learned the Ability Chat
Ability: Chat
Level: 1
Class: Fighter
Sub Class: Commander
Effect: Telepathy between group members. Each ability level doubles the distance group members can be separated.
Ruwen closed the notification and continued to climb. Without turning around, he imagined his voice deeper and whispered to Sift’s portrait. “Sift, you have angered us.”
As Ruwen neared the top, he avoided looking at the ground. He thought about learning the spells Steady and Tumble to help in case he fell, but decided not to make any hasty decision.
Pausing in front of the door, Ruwen whispered in a deep voice at Sift’s group portrait again. “Doomed you are, Sift. Doomed. The Toidi have come for
