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Mithras Status: HP = 49, P = 30, EP = 40
Mithras day had started off so ordinary, her sword only strapped to her side as an ornament as she went to town to retrieve some milk for her parents. Then a mad old man had run up to her, babbling in a language she didn't understand, and suddenly she found herself falling. She landed, well, here, in the middle of the woods. Alone. She could see some kind of structure over the tops of the trees to her South.