HECK.
FREAKING.
YES."
+ Demonic Scythe of Striking +
He looked around for supplies but he was outta resources now. "Jeez, what a pain. I wonder if anyone got through the same door as I did. They know they can do that right?... Wait. No no no no no no no no. Damnit why am I thinking of this now. I'm soloing... As always..." he let out a sigh and dual-wielded both scythes. "Time to go hunting I guess." he says before lunging out the door. "Bah, they probably haven't even levelled up yet. As I said, a party slows you down." he grasps onto the scythes harder. "I'm gonna make it out alive. I should learn some healing skills to keep myself up and kicking, but where?" he said as he approached the area where he spawned. He knew he would have been able to tank and everyone would have been happy and blah blah blah, but he couldn't take it. Too many people... "Heh, man I'd hate to be the healer" he thought to himself. "Tried it in every single game I played. Too hard. Everyone looks down on them, even though they keep you alive, anyone dies it's their fault and stuff blah blah blah. It's a pretty tough job that no one seems to understand." he thought to himself as he heard a noise.
-Combat Stance-
"Jungle Mage... A level above me, pretty insane stats for that level, should I...? I'd take it now if I weren't soloing though..."