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Rosalia had always been a fan of Hapshass. The town wasn’t too large but the residents were proficient in potion brewing and practices of higher tier magic. It was a city that embraced its role in the Kingdom of Clover without a fault, and it probably helped that the Coral Peacocks resided within its city center. The best healers and researchers of magic, all gathered in one place. There was always so much knowledge that lay hidden in this city of old, that the red-haired beauty found herself scowering through the bookshelves of the local stores and libraries every time she was there. Sometimes she even found a book or two of value, like that one on Trap specializations or the functionality of glass magic. There were interesting theories inside that she always wondered if she would be able to put into practicality with her own ice element. It never hurt to try either way. That one time there was also that special book she found on brewing ale, that she casually gifted to her Captain so he hopefully fixed the quality of drink in their base and maybe even won a brewing contest with Zaven. [break][break] The Black Bull shook her head with a little laugh as her heels clicked through the city, headed north. It was entertaining how her two best friends also happened to be really close. Close in their own… competitive level. Thank god it was over brewed alcohol rather than magic, for she feared the two Captains could easily raze half of the common region to the ground if it came down to it. They could fucking do it. There was no question in that statement, both of them were complete and absolute monsters. [break][break] Her mantle fluttered over the wind as she paused and reached in her back pocket, pulling out a black scrunchie with which to tie her long crimson red hair into a high ponytail, hopefully stop it from getting in her face as much as possible. She was on a mission today, one she’d decided to take on solo. Malcolm had only cocked a brow when she told him, and Rosa had made sure to reassure the man who she was soon hopefully to be Vice-Captain to that she would be completely fine taking on this mission on her own. [break][break] The ex-model bit her lower lip. In truth, she wasn’t so sure if she was ready, but she was never going to know unless she tried. She had to fight Malcolm soon and impress the squad enough that they wouldn’t mind her getting Vice-Captain…and that made the woman question her abilities. Of course she would. Rosalia was a supportive mage, she did better when she had allies to support and buff up with her spells. Having to take the Black Bull himself in single-hand combat made her want to hide under the bed in her room every single time the thought crossed her mind. And yet the man believed that she had what it takes. Their squad was growing large, and so was the paperwork surrounding it. He’d said as much, he needed someone he could trust to help guide him and the goofballs that resided in the fort-like base in Sosshi… [break][break] A little sigh escaped the witch as she shook her head. Vice-Captain…but could she handle it? Sure, she was extremely dedicated to the Magic Knights, to a fault even, and she was a complete workaholic, but her magical prowess couldn’t rival that of Lydia or Artemis. Even Naxel Blake, she felt sometimes, was more adept in sensing danger than she was. How was someone with fucked up instincts and trust issues supposed to lead? [break][break] “Ah, you’re the magic knight, right? The one that is to save the forest and our ancient tower?” Rosalia blinked as she found herself in front of a small stone house. A man had come out, absolutely shaking in his boots. So this was the person who had put in the request? Good lord, his hair was scorched, and his face was paler than a ghosts.
“I am, sir.” The beauty bowed deeply before raising her head. She eyed the man again, and then caught sight of what she assumed to be his wife and child. The gender was difficult to discern because she was being cradled still, but it was clear she was young. Thank god the child hadn’t lost her father when he’d gone exploring the woods for the weird sounds. [break][break] “Thank you for answering the request…a-a-are you sure you’d be able to take care of this on your own…those monsters…they were straight up out of a nightmare.” The man stuttered and fumbled with his words, not because he was nervous but because he was ridden with fear, to an extent which almost made Rosalia worry. Almost.
“It’s my job sir. I’ll make sure that whatever is happening in that forest and tower gets taken care of so you and the rest of the people in Hapshass stay safe.” The beauty smiled gently, one of those well-practiced business smiles that she had been trained to put on back in her waitressing days. Ah, life was simpler back then. But it lacked all of the adventure and the magic and travel. Her life, dangerous as it was, right now, was what she wanted. The Magic Knights were her job, and the one thing she’d willingly stay sober for other than books. [break][break] “They were horrible miss Knight, so please watch yourself. They can breathe fire!” Rosalia’s crimson hues widened at that and she nodded slowly. This was useful information for one whose affinity is ice. The two didn’t exactly get along, but fortunately they could go equal when it came down to it if proper procedures were handled. She could chill the temperature down enough so that the fire wouldn’t be able to grow as fast if it took to any dry branches in the forest. “Thank you for letting me know, I’ll make sure nothing gets burned and nobody else gets hurt.” The Witch gave the family another reassuring smile before asking for proper directions. She watched as the man seemed to visibly calm when she talked to him and assured him that everything was going to be okay. He wasn’t shaking like a leaf anymore, at the very least. More like a very soggy noodle or a teabag. [break][break] “You follow the forest here fully north and you’ll hear the horrible screaming. There’s no way you can miss a sound like that, Miss Knight, I promise you. Sometimes one can even heard it in the center of the town…its bone chilling.” Rosalia shook her head and nodded at the directions. Nobody was more bone chilling than her, and she’d make sure that whatever hid in that forest and that tower knew as much. She gave one last reassuring smile to the family before heading off, heels clicking against the concrete and then going quiet when she started to climb up the grass into the large forests that surrounded the city of potions. It’s what she called it at least. The city of knowledge maybe? Or of wisdom? Either worked and was a personal opinion. She could probably go scower the bookstores again once she was done with this task successfully. [break][break] The beauty paused halfway up the hill at her own thought and shook her head. Well wasn’t she sounding confident all of a sudden? IF she was done with this task successfully, then she would definitely go to a bookstore and shop freely for as many readables as she needed or wanted to own. Her room was already basically becoming a small library with the amount of novels she’d bought. Perhaps if she did get Vice-Captain she’d get a larger room and more shelves to fill with her personal belongings? And she’d probably have an easier time sneaking into the Captain’s office to borrow one of his totally legally obtained readable supplements (there’s nothing legal about a stolen book but she appreciated the man’s understated and secret value of knowledge that she could always tackle if needed). [break][break] Rosalia’s eyes widened as she heard it suddenly. A loud scream, like that of a woman’s…or at least that’s what it started as, it ended in something between a gargling sound and a feline growl that made a shiver roll down the beauty’s spine. What in the fucking hell made a sound like that? It definitely wasn’t normal. Something cursed? Her hues narrowed as she proceeded very quietly towards where the sound had initially come from. She made sure to lower her magical presence as much as she could as she got closer and closer to what she could now see to be the silhouette of a tall tower. Like something out of a medieval building, guarded by a dragon. Was there a princess that the ice-user had to save? [break][break] The thought made her smile. Here she was, probably going to die to a bunch of weird unknown monstrosities and she was making dark jokes about books. Oh the irony. Princess or no princess, she was going to have to take care of the cause of Hapshass’ turmoil. It definitely wasn’t safe for potionographers or brewers to go out looking for herbs or mushrooms in haunted forests. [break][break] Rosalia’s ruby hues widened when she caught sight of exactly what she was facing, and her breath stopped. What the fuck was that? Hind legs of a goat, tail and wings of a dragon…front of a lion…and all three heads? It was sniffing around the air, which meant that she really didn’t have a lot of time to deal with it if it even as much as glanced in her direction. Dressing in black and having red hair made her a clear distinction among the largely dispersed greens and browns of the forests. [break][break] Taking out her grimoire, the beauty thought fast as she flipped over to one of her newer spells and summoned forth one her magical whip of ice as she murmured “Ice Creation Magic: Frostbite.” The weapon was wrapped around her hand, and she let her grimoire float freely besides her as she wondered how to go about fighting this beast. As its goat head turned towards her and made a loud “BAAAA” sound, the Black Bull mage knew that there was no time for her to really think about it. Fucked-up instincts or not, this was when she had to act and not think. She’d have to develop them on the fly. [break][break] As all three heads of the monster flipped in her direction, Rosalia threw her whip forwards, cracking it against the goat side, earning herself a very loud growl as the beast was sent backwards. It caught itself quickly and growled at her loudly, alerting however many of this thing were around that there was definitely an intruder in their midst. Fuck. This was bad. This was really really bad. Inhaling in, the beauty quickly dipped into her magical knowledge and eyed the area that they were fighting it. She had an advantage in a closed-off area surrounded by trees because she could maneuver her whips around with the physics that the trees provided, but she couldn’t see everything sneaking towards her. She needed to take control of this section, as much as she could. [break][break] “Ice Creation Magic: Sheer Cold.” The woman muttered, sending a pulse of cold energy outwards from her, hitting everything in a 40 meter radius of her/ including the monster she’d hit previously and a new one that had jumped out of the trees just as she had cast the spell, landing backwards, barely five meters away from her. The first one she’d found had been frozen solid, but this one was too close for comfort. Rosalia preferred fighting at a medium range, and this was anything but medium. All three heads roared at her before getting ready to pounce. [break][break] “Hello to you too, beastie.” The crimson-haired wizardess muttered, not realizing the temperature drop she was causing at all. She had switched into her comfortable combat mode right now. She was focused, and quickly cracked her whip at the monster the moment it leaped before ducking down as its corpse landed barely a few inches away from her feet. Well fuck, the beauty glanced around as she noted that two more of these freaks of nature had arrived and were watching her. The one on her left had its dragon head’s mouth open, and Rosalia barely managed to dodge away from a breath of scorching hot fire landing directly on her. Thank god the farmer had warned her earlier. Just as she thought that she was safe, it seemed that she’d jumped straight into the firey breath of the other Chimaera, which also exhaled burning flames upon her. [break][break]
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Perfect Buff: Those with this perk may now cause their magical stat boost buffs to buff at a rank above their own when buffing allies only. For Archmage spells this will give +3 to the total of the buff. This cannot affect Physical Buffs in any way, even if used in dual spec.
[break] Description: Rosalia pours mana into her grimoire, summoning forth a whip of flexible black ice, called Frostbite. The whip deals senior damage to an enemy, buffing the caster's Power by +9 upon usage. If the whip is picked up by an ally, they obtain a buff of +12 Power.[break] This spell works with the ammo rules.[break][break]
Name of Spell: Sheer Cold[break] Elemental Type: Ice (Shadow Oddity)[break] Rank | Spell Type: Senior| Attack Creation AOE + Defense Creation[break] Range | Speed: 40 meters cubed| 40 m/s[break] Mana Cost: 24|12[break] Stats Effected: +9 Power[break] Applicable Perks:Battle Knight
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Description: A zone of ice-cold energy spreads from the air and ground around Rosalia outwards, covering a 40 meter cubed radius and dealing senior damage to all enemies within her range, knocking them back 8 meters. Allies (including the caster) gain a shield blocking senior rank damage that appears as an invisible shell of icy black mana. This AOE can be maintained for its affected area, repeatedly dealing damage to Rosalia's enemies if they don't move outside of its range.
Rosalia wouldn’t argue that there was sheer luck involved in that moment. She had almost completely forgotten that her Sheer Cold spell offered her a shield that she could use as a buffer for attacks. It seemed to have come in good function though, when the fire seemed to melt away the invisible black cold mana away from the beauty and she thanked the gods she had decided to study defensive magic. [break][break] “Sorry darlings, it seems you and I get to have some more fun.” The beauty exhaled, thanking everything in existence for the way she had crafted her own spell. She then pulled extended her whip forwards and cracked it quickly towards the initial monster that had tried to bathe her in fire, and failed. The whip swung towards the nearby tree, wrapped around it barely as Rosalia grabbed and lurched a specific part of it to the side, making it impact the Chimera’s on the back. This earned her a very loud growl and a pounce, barely giving her any time to retract her Frostbite weapon before having to use her Sheer Cold pulse again. She hadn’t dispelled it, and thus still had control over the 40 meter cubed area she had taken over.
[break][break] The one that had leaped for her fell at her feet before she barely dodged and rolled out of the way of the other beast, groaning as she felt exactly how close that could’ve been when it landed barely three meters away from her. Its front was mostly coated in ice and as it turned to claw at her, she immediately struck it with her whip.
A loud hiss left her lips as she picked herself up off the ground. That was close. Too close. She had no idea how many of those things were left, but she clearly needed to watch herself. Her eyes scanned the dead four Chimera corpses before she dispelled her sheer cold spell but maintained her Frostbite whip in one hand as she moved silently closer to the tower. These things could smell her, they could breathe fire at her whenever they wished and love pouncing. How could she use this to her advanatage?
[break][break] Considering the way the jumped…they weren’t attacking her to kill. And the way they roamed around her and circled her…were they playing with her? Killers that played with their food? Her ruby hues grew even more icy. That could definitely play to her advantage. It was a bad quality to have. A cocky one that could end up in them dead. Well, the ones that had tried had already ended up dead.
[break][break] Slowly, Rosalia moved along the wet forest grass towards the tower, wincing at the human and animal carcasses that she found as she closed in. The place reeked and it almost made her want to vomit. The sight almost reminded her to the way Vulkan had burned those Lizardmen alive in her first ever dungeon run. Good god had she hated it. She had hated it so fucking much that she almost went vegan forever. In cases like those she was happy she used Ice magic rather than fire. Ice could make a bad smelling flesh go away, fire had to burn it before it actually vanished.
[break][break] Her feet stopped moving as she reached the entrance to the tower, and she scanned it quickly. One…two Chimaeras lay guarding the front door. It was an old tower, probably one left over from an old war, or a place where food was stored. Maybe some precious magical resource lie inside, she couldn’t tell. She could see that the plants had actually grown over some bits of the rock and the wood that supported it at the top seemed to have partially rotted and chipped. There was no guarantee that this was due to the inhabitants that had recently moved in or simply because of weathering and rain. She couldn’t tell from this far off. But she could definitely deal with the beasts before they alerted the others to her presence. Or she could try at least. Her mana would flare up and show her location the moment she used any form of spell to take the chimaeras out. When she started moving, she had to move real fucking fast. There could be ten more of those things inside and there was absolutely no way she could take that many on if they swarmed her.
[break][break] The beauty flipped her grimoire over and pursed her lips, getting ready to do as much damage as she could. The Tower was in a clearing, which meant that she would have a much harder tome maneuvering her whip around trees to land critical hits upon the beasts, so she’d have to deal with this the good old fashioned way- pure impact. Stepping out of the shadows, Rosalia cracked her Frostbite whip out towards the Chimaera lying closer to her, earning herself a very loud and very dangerous growl as the two visible monsters immedietly got on their feet, ready to jump her.
[break][break] “No you don’t, Ice Creation Magic: Winter’s Kiss.” The witch hissed before breathing out a roar of black spiky ice in the direction of the two monsters, covering them both in dark cold frozen water. The one closer to her was felled, but the second one made a leap for the beauty. Stopping her breath spell, she quickly flared her whip towards the monster, straight up killing it upon landed impact with the goat head. Fucking hell. As she heard more growls coming from inside the tower, she knew that she had to move fast, there was only so many more of these that she could handle. Her mana could only take so much. She kept her whip active and on hand, her grimoire glowing as she stepped past the dead bodies of the monsters. She was panting a little as she wiped her lips from the left over frost from her previous spell, completely ignoring the visibility of her breath. Her focus was on this mission right now.
[break][break] Rosalia had started this task on her own, and she had to do her best to finish it. Or go down trying dammit.
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Perfect Buff: Those with this perk may now cause their magical stat boost buffs to buff at a rank above their own when buffing allies only. For Archmage spells this will give +3 to the total of the buff. This cannot affect Physical Buffs in any way, even if used in dual spec.
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Description: Rosalia pours mana into her grimoire, summoning forth a whip of flexible black ice, called Frostbite.  The whip deals senior damage to an enemy, buffing the caster's Power by +9 upon usage. If the whip is picked up by an ally, they obtain a buff of +12 Power.[break]
This spell works with the ammo rules.[break][break]
Name of Spell: Winter's Kiss [break] Elemental Type: Ice (Shadow Oddity)[break] Rank | Spell Type: Senior| Attack Creation+ Defense Creation[break] Range | Speed:80 meters| 40 m/s[break] Mana Cost:24|12[break] Stats Effected: +9 Power[break] Applicable Perks:Battle Knight
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Description: Rosalia opens her pretty red lips and breathes a cone of miniature black ice spikes, so small that they appear a painful black blizzard to her enemies who take senior damage upon impact. Allies found within the range of the Winter's Kiss (Including the caster) instead receive a senior rank shield of black glacial mana that will protect them.[break][break]
Stepping over to the closed wooden door, the redhead’s grip on her rolled-up whip tightened as she debated on pushing it open or kicking it. The later was more something Silas or Malcolm would do, maybe even Lydia on occasion, and she wasn’t a violent person, so she opted for pushing it open and walking in, her icy breath spell ready to cast upon sight of the first Chimera. And it really wasn’t difficult to spot them, as the moment the door swung open two more appeared in her line of sight. One of them was perched upon the wall, dragon head in her direction, ready to breath fire, and the second one had straight up pounced on her, knocking her out of the tower she just walked into.[break][break] As its claws sank into her mana shield, she felt herself wince. It had pinned her arms under her, which made her whip useless. The giant lion head growled loudly at her, showing off its rancid iron breath, which made her almost want to vomit. Instead of doing so, the woman steeled herself as she watched the dragon head tilt towards her immediately hissed out “Ice creation magic: Winter’s kiss,” breathing up ice straight into the opened jaws of the monstrosity, causing it to recoil off of her. The adrenaline pumped through Rosalia’s veins as she quickly stood up and crouched, down, aiming the stream of dangerous ice shards towards the Chimaera pouncing at her from the door. She had managed to get them out of the tower, and whipped her Frostbite magical weapon around, unleashing a long swipe out at both of the partially frozen beasts. [break][break] They both fell to the ground with a loud thump, and as the beauty stopped her Winter’s Kiss breath spell, she cocked an eyebrow when she heard something akin to a “Noooo! My babies!” Come out from the top of the tower. Clearly someone wasn’t happy with her at all. Then again, whoever was creating such abominations probably had a screw or a hundred loose in their head and needed a very solid beating. They also belonged in prison, and she would make sure they got exactly what they deserved. Glancing up at the tower, she measured out its height quietly…it was definitely taller than 40 meters, which meant that not everything within it would be in range of her Sheer Cold spell. And with her choices, the beauty was starting to quickly halve her mana stores. She could feel worry sweep up the toes of her legs and crawl up her spine, before she shook her head. [break][break] This was what she was here for. Rosalia was testing herself. She could do this on her own, and she was going to prove it. There was no-one watching her do this, so she’d prove her strength to herself and to the skies and the gods and whoever else was watching her in that moment. Spirits and all that.[break][break] Sighing, the beauty walked into the tower once more, this time not really being greeted by a giant beast of any sort. This made her cock an eyebrow but say nothing as she extended her magical whip outwards and had its edge wrap around the end of the top of the large staircase, before she jumped and carried herself up with a simple, and quick crack and control of her mana. The result was a very loud male yelp and two feline growls, as Rosalia barely dodged out of the way of another blast of fire by creating another Frostbite whip in her free hand and extending it to wrap around one of the random columns of wood that held this room of the tower up. [break][break] “Fucking hell.” The beauty hissed, knowing that this was wayyyy too close for her own liking and instantly glaring at the old man who seemed to be the owner of these dangerous beasties. He seemed to be cheering his creations on. What a fucking loony. A few days in prison would do him well. Then probably a psychiatric hospital. The order didn’t really matter as long as he and his mad-scientist brain weren’t out in the open harming innocents really. [break][break] “Ice Creation Magic: Sheer Cold.” Rosalia chanted as she cast her spell. Her grimoire pages flipped over back to her tried, true and trusted magic before lighting up in a dark purple. A pulse of sheer cold and ice energy extended from the beauty around the room, hitting both of the unnatural monsters and then the old-looking wizard, knocking him out cold. [break][break] Unfortunately for the beauty, this didn’t exactly turn out the way she hoped it would, as the Chimera’s only seemed to become more rampant and vicious when their master and creator had been defeated. The dragon heads began breathing fire in every direction, as the lion and goat head made sounds that chilled Rosalia to the bone. Fuck. She quickly whipped her one of her whips in the direction, barely managing to knock it out in time before the firey dragonic head of the second whipped around in her direction, shooting a breath of fire that would’ve damaged her violently had she not had her Sheer Cold spell active. [break][break] Huffing, Rosalia attempted to land her whip onto the monster but it jumped up on the roof and leaped towards her, knocking her on the ground with such force that she winced. She could feel its claws break through her mana skin and dig into the sides of her arms, making her wince. This one had, pinned her down and violently bit straight at her, leaving her little room to dodge as she could only move her body around so much. [break][break] Flicking her wrist, Rosalia wrapped her whip around the monster’s draconic backside and pulled it to one side barely so she was able to whip her freed hand around properly and land a killing blow onto the fucking monster’s lion head. Scanning around, she panted as she remained crouching, ready to launch herself to one side if anything else attacked her. [break][break] A minute passed. Then another…Nothing. And at that, the Magic Knight collapsed on the ground. She was…done? She’d done all of this on her own? Well, the red-headed witch hadn’t indeed come here thinking that she’d die, but she half-expected to fail at this task. All she had done was trust herself a little and follow her instincts, rely on what she knew…it had worked. [break][break] Fuck. It really had. [break][break] A little grin crawled onto her lips as she sat up and wrapped the old wizard up with one of her whips. It wasn’t restraining magic, but it would have to do. She was going to carry him that way to the Coral Peacock base and let them deal with him. Right about now, Rosalia could really use a drink, a very solid one. Something hard like rum or some of the Ravencrest wine. The woman could just as easily walk into one of the bars in Hapshass and order something there.[break][break] But first, delivery of a criminal and then buying good books![break][break]
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Perfect Buff: Those with this perk may now cause their magical stat boost buffs to buff at a rank above their own when buffing allies only. For Archmage spells this will give +3 to the total of the buff. This cannot affect Physical Buffs in any way, even if used in dual spec.
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Description: Rosalia pours mana into her grimoire, summoning forth a whip of flexible black ice, called Frostbite.The whip deals senior damage to an enemy, buffing the caster's Power by +9 upon usage. If the whip is picked up by an ally, they obtain a buff of +12 Power.[break]
This spell works with the ammo rules.[break][break]
Name of Spell: Sheer Cold[break] Elemental Type: Ice (Shadow Oddity)[break] Rank | Spell Type: Senior| Attack Creation AOE + Defense Creation[break] Range | Speed: 40 meters cubed| 40 m/s[break] Mana Cost: 24|12[break] Stats Effected: +9 Power[break] Applicable Perks:Battle Knight
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Description: A zone of ice-cold energy spreads from the air and ground around Rosalia outwards, covering a 40 meter cubed radius and dealing senior damage to all enemies within her range, knocking them back 8 meters. Allies (including the caster) gain a shield blocking senior rank damage that appears as an invisible shell of icy black mana. This AOE can be maintained for its affected area, repeatedly dealing damage to Rosalia's enemies if they don't move outside of its range. [break][break]
Mana Conservationist: You will be able to use spells with less mana than others when it comes to casting spells! Each rank of spell will have its spell cost go down by the following amounts, please remember that this is based on the rank of the spell not the character! [Juniors]: 2 | [Intermediate]: 4 | [Senior]: 6 | [Grand]: 10 | [Archmage]: 16
Description: Rosalia opens her pretty red lips and breathes a cone of miniature black ice spikes, so small that they appear a painful black blizzard to her enemies who take senior damage upon impact. Allies found within the range of the Winter's Kiss (Including the caster) instead receive a senior rank shield of black glacial mana that will protect them.[break][break]
