Magelo Blue:Kobayashii Maruu

Kobayashii Maruu Guild: < Castle > 60 Rogue Wood Elf - Karana HP MANA AC ATK 2325 0 952 1138 STR STA AGI DEX 237 140 139 143 WIS INT CHA 74 89 76 POISON MAGIC DISEASE FIRE COLD 54 124 44 115 88 WEIGHT 40 / 237 - - - - Living Thunder Earring MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM Slot: EAR AC: 10 STR: +9 SV MAGIC: +10 Effect: See Invisible (Worn) WT: 0.0 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Circlet of the Falinkan MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: HEAD AC: 12 STR: +7 DEX: +5 WIS: +5 INT: +5 HP: +50 MANA: +75 SV FIRE: +5 SV COLD: +5 SV MAGIC: +5 WT: 0.1 Size: SMALL Class: ALL Race: ALL Crystal Mask MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: FACE AC: 8 STR: +6 DEX: +8 SV MAGIC: +10 Effect: Gather Shadows (Must Equip, Casting Time: 3.0) at Level 45 WT: 0.4 Size: SMALL Class: ROG Race: ALL Sarnak Earring of Station MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: EAR AC: 5 STR: +5 WT: 0.0 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Assassin's Chestguard MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: CHEST AC: 37 STR: +10 DEX: +7 STA: +7 AGI: +14 HP: +60 SV FIRE: +3 SV MAGIC: +7 Effect: Invigorate (Must Equip, Casting Time: 15.0) WT: 9.0 Size: LARGE Class: ROG Race: ALL except ERU HIE TRL OGR IKS Draazak's Talisman MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: NECK AC: 7 STR: +6 DEX: +6 STA: +6 CHA: +6 WIS: +6 INT: +6 AGI: +6 HP: +30 MANA: +30 SV FIRE: +6 SV DISEASE: +6 SV COLD: +6 SV MAGIC: +6 SV POISON: +6 WT: 0.5 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Shadow Vambraces MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: ARMS AC: 19 STR: +3 DEX: +3 STA: +7 HP: +25 SV FIRE: +4 SV DISEASE: +1 SV COLD: +1 SV MAGIC: +5 SV POISON: +1 WT: 6.0 Size: SMALL Class: ROG Race: ALL except ERU HIE TRL OGR IKS Cloak of the Assassin MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO TRADE Slot: BACK AC: 12 AGI: +15 SV FIRE: +5 SV DISEASE: +5 SV COLD: +5 SV MAGIC: +5 SV POISON: +5 WT: 1.0 Size: SMALL Class: ROG Race: ALL Thick Banded Belt MAGIC ITEM Slot: WAIST AC: 8 STR: +15 WT: 0.5 Size: SMALL Class: ALL Race: ALL Strength of the Elements MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: SHOULDERS AC: 15 STR: +15 HP: +100 SV FIRE: +15 SV COLD: +15 WT: 2.0 Size: SMALL Class: ALL Race: ALL Bracer of Benevolence MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: WRIST AC: 17 STR: +8 STA: +8 HP: +30 SV FIRE: +5 SV COLD: +12 SV MAGIC: +12 WT: 0.1 Size: SMALL Class: WAR PAL RNG SHD MNK BRD ROG Race: ALL Bracer of Benevolence MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: WRIST AC: 17 STR: +8 STA: +8 HP: +30 SV FIRE: +5 SV COLD: +12 SV MAGIC: +12 WT: 0.1 Size: SMALL Class: WAR PAL RNG SHD MNK BRD ROG Race: ALL Shadow Greaves MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: LEGS AC: 26 STR: +5 DEX: +10 STA: +5 HP: +60 SV FIRE: +4 SV DISEASE: +4 SV COLD: +4 SV MAGIC: +4 SV POISON: +4 WT: 7.0 Size: LARGE Class: ROG Race: ALL except ERU HIE TRL OGR IKS White Satin Gloves MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: HANDS AC: 4 HP: +25 MANA: +25 SV FIRE: +30 SV DISEASE: -5 SV COLD: -5 SV MAGIC: -5 SV POISON: -5 WT: 0.1 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Frozen Efreeti Boots MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: FEET AC: 14 STR: +9 DEX: +5 STA: +9 CHA: -5 WIS: -5 INT: -5 AGI: +9 Effect: Invigor (Any Slot/Can Equip, Casting Time: 3.0) WT: 3.0 Size: MEDIUM Class: ALL Race: ALL Velium Diamond Wedding Ring Slot: FINGER SV FIRE: +8 SV DISEASE: +8 SV COLD: +8 SV MAGIC: +8 SV POISON: +8 WT: 0.1 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Berserkers Ring MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: FINGER STR: +25 DEX: -20 AGI: -20 Effect: Firefist (Must Equip, Casting Time: Instant) WT: 0.0 Size: TINY Class: WAR PAL RNG SHD MNK BRD ROG Race: ALL Ragebringer MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: PRIMARY SECONDARY Skill: Piercing Atk Delay: 25 DMG: 15 STR: +20 DEX: +10 STA: +10 AGI: +10 HP: +100 SV DISEASE: +10 SV MAGIC: +20 SV POISON: +20 Haste: 40% Required level of 46. Effect: Seething Fury (Worn) WT: 2.5 Size: SMALL Class: ROG Race: ALL except ERU HIE TRL OGR IKS Fatesealer MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM NO DROP Slot: PRIMARY SECONDARY Skill: 1H Blunt Atk Delay: 18 DMG: 9 STR: +4 DEX: +4 WIS: +8 INT: +8 HP: +75 MANA: +75 WT: 3.5 Size: MEDIUM Class: ALL Race: ALL Idol of the Thorned MAGIC ITEM LORE ITEM Slot: RANGE AC: 10 STR: +7 STA: +10 WT: 4.0 Size: TINY Class: ALL Race: ALL Velium Shuriken MAGIC ITEM Slot: RANGE AMMO Skill: Throwingv2 Atk Delay: 26 DMG: 5 WT: 0.3 Range: 70 Size: SMALL Class: ALL except CLR PAL DRU SHM Race: ALL Hand Made Backpack WT: 3.0 Weight Reduction: 10% Capacity: 10 Size Capacity: LARGE Hand Made Backpack WT: 3.0 Weight Reduction: 10% Capacity: 10 Size Capacity: LARGE Hand Made Backpack WT: 3.0 Weight Reduction: 10% Capacity: 10 Size Capacity: LARGE Light Burlap Sack LORE ITEM WT: 3.0 Weight Reduction: 65% Capacity: 8 Size Capacity: LARGE Hand Made Backpack WT: 3.0 Weight Reduction: 10% Capacity: 10 Size Capacity: LARGE Journeyman's Boots MAGIC ITEM NODROP Slot: FEET AC: 1 Effect: JourneymanBoots (Any Slot, Casting Time: Instant) WT: 2.5 Size: SMALL Class: ALL Race: ALL Pegasus Feather Cloak MAGIC ITEM NO DROP Slot: SHOULDERS AC: 6 DEX: +7 Effect: Levitate (Any Slot, Casting Time: 6.0) WT: 5.0 Size: MEDIUM Class: ALL Race: ALL

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Biography

In every city there's a darker side, not often seen by visitors. You'd expect it in the melting pots; big cities like Freeport and Qeynos. And you wouldn't be surprised, I'm sure, that a place like Neriak has it's darker side - hell, that whole place is dark. True also of the cities where the little pranksters live - halflings, gnomes, dwarfs - who could really trust them anyway? No matter how pure, how lustrous, how noble a city, there's always a dark side. Maybe just a back alley, maybe a pub or an inn. Maybe just some store that always has a "Closed" sign in the window, but folks go in and come out from time to time anyway.

You know the type of place; there's one in your town too. And you know the type of person that goes there. He doesn't look you in the eye, but you know he's looking. The girl walking out as he walks in doesn't say a word, but you just know she told him something. You watch as she walks through the crowd, but you lose track of her as if she simply disappeared. It gives you the willies, and so you decide to head to a pub you know, where you feel safe. But you realize when you go to pay for your ale that your coinpurse is gone. Oh, but I assure you - that's a coincidence. You must have dropped it somewhere on the way to the tavern, flustered as you were. Honest.

I grew up in Kelethin, not far from our very own place like that, our little dark side. I was on my own most of the time. I never knew my father, and my mother died when I was still a boy. People have the impression that Kelethin is a city that takes care of its own, but then, people also have the impression that it's a city full of noble nature-worshippers who wouldn't harm a fly for fear the trees would get mad. Don't believe everything you hear, kid. When you're an orphaned son of an unwed bar wench, people don't line up to see who gets to take you in. Hell, they wouldn't even look me in the eye, let alone say a kind word to me. It didn't take long before I got used to that - folks not saying anything to me, not looking me in the eye. And so I guess it was just a matter of time before I wound up in that seedier part of town.

Let me tell you... when you have to steal just to get by, that's the wrong place to do it. I figured, since the city guard didn't show their face in this part of town, it would be a snap - just grab the money and run.

My target was old, with eyes that drifted out at the treetops like he was lost in a dream of better times. I crept up behind him quiet as a mouse and reached for the bulging purse at his belt. And get this... suddenly, my mark, my target, my next meal... he starts whistling! Just a sad little tune, but that's how lost in his daydream he seemed.

My fingers had barely brushed against his coinpurse when I heard a noise. I glanced back for just a second, but there was nothing there - just a bird in the trees, I guess. I turned back to my mark, and he was gone. No, strike that. He wasn't gone really. He just wasn't sitting by the edge of the platform, looking out over the treetops. Not any more. He was still there, whistling. I could hear him... behind me.

I whirled around to see the point of a wicked looking knife, not a quarter of an inch from my eye. I was sure he'd kill me, and I steeled myself for it. I hoped when he took my life away, it would be quick. It wasn't. He's still doing it now.

His name was Expin. And he told me, in words I'll use in a tavern after a few drinks but not in this memoir, that if I wanted to live after my little error in judgement, I'd have to go to work for him. I was terrified at what he would have me do, but as it turned out, for a while I was nothing more than an errand boy in the most conventional sense. It wasn't too bad, actually. I got to travel, taking packages to and from Ak'Anon, Felwithe, Kaladim, and even as far off as an island in Dagnor's Cauldron. When I wasn't on the road, I'd do general chores - sweeping and such. After a while, Expin started teaching me a few things here and there.

He'd say to me, "You're probably gonna make a damn fool idiot outta yourself, but see if you can do this." He'd give me a knife to throw at some target on the wall, or some magic trick - slight of hand, really - and I'd do the best I could. Sometimes I did fairly well, and he'd show me something else. Other times, I'd botch the trick all together, and he wouldn't teach me anything again for weeks, or even months. But over the years, I got better and better, and even got to know some of the "boys". And to his credit, Expin treated me with as much respect as he treated them, for what that's worth. Rather than telling them I was his servant or anything degrading like that, he just said, "This is Kobayashii. He's a friend of mine."

I'd like to give you a happy ending, but we're dispelling your illusions, not encouraging them. I didn't end up inheriting Expin's fortune when he passed on, or bonding with him as the son he never had. He didn't send me off to learn the ways of the druids, or teach me what I need to know to join the rangers and protect our fair city from the orcs. He taught me a lot of things - how to steal, how to intimidate folks, how to hide and move unseen through the shadows, how to poison a blade, and yes, he taught me to fight and kill. But not in any noble chivalrous way. Expin was a big fan of efficiency, you see, and he taught me that the most efficient way to kill isn't face to face, clashing swords and shields, kicking and bashing away. No, it's much more efficient without all that extra bashing and slashing going on. The secret is surprise, kid - get them while they're not looking. Honorable? Chivalrous? Sporting? Probably not. Efficient? You betcha.

Expin is still slowly taking my life. I'm not his errand boy any more, and I don't have to sweep up. But he does still have a chore for me now and then, and I don't get to say "no". I have a lot more time, though, to do my own thing. I drop in on Expin every so often. Sometimes we just have a drink together. And sometimes he'll still teach me a new trick. Last time I dropped in, I noticed he had a kid sweeping up. The kid reminded me an awful lot of me, when I was his age.

"Kid," he said, and for a moment I thought he was talking to me. The boy looked up, with a bit of defiance and aggravation, but obedience. Probably the same way I was in my first month or two here. "This is Kobayashii. He's a friend of our's." I guess it wasn't until that day, seeing the kid sweeping up as Expin and I stepped behind closed doors to discuss his latest assignment for me, that I realized I wasn't a kid any more - and more importantly, that Expin didn't think of me as one.

Why am I telling you all this? Because I saw how you were looking at my coinpurse. Looks good, don't it? Nice and heavy, and I'll bet you think it'd be sooo easy to just snatch it and run. Well, that's how I got started, kid, and I turned out great after all those years with Expin. He taught me a lot of things, like I said. But you know what stuck with me the most? The bit about efficiency.

You see, Expin had kind of a soft spot for kids down on their luck, which might explain why he gave me a break. But I'm not old enough yet to see a bit of myself in some punk kid who think he gonna grab my coin. To me, spending years teaching you just so you can run some errands for me... that seems just so... inefficient. It's been nice talkin' to ya, kid.