Stan
- Crossbow Stan
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| 1.56 | “Beautiful. Crossbow Stan’s got the best ones I’ve seen, and he’ll go green with jealousy when he sees yours. What’s the range compared to a bow…? We should have you and Marian compete for range and accuracy and power.” |
| 6.18 H | “Stan! Why didn’t you say something earlier?” |
| 6.18 H | Caddin shifted. Ceria blinked at Stan. Normally he’d be bursting to ask her questions, like someone half his age, but he was more reserved as well. Her stomach twisted. Had someone passed away recently? |
| 6.18 H | “How’s the team, Stan? Are the Boltspitters well?” |
| 6.18 H | The [Mage] stood up and shook Stan’s hand. Ceria smiled as she waved at Stan and the two members of his team sitting at their table. |
| 6.18 H | The [Mage] stood up and shook Stan’s hand. Ceria smiled as she waved at Stan and the two members of his team sitting at their table. |
| 6.18 H | “This is Stan, you two. Crossbow Stan. He’s the only Silver-ranked adventurer around here that has anything like a nickname. He’s a bit of a legend locally—he’s got his own fighting style too!” |
| 6.18 H | “This is Stan, you two. Crossbow Stan. He’s the only Silver-ranked adventurer around here that has anything like a nickname. He’s a bit of a legend locally—he’s got his own fighting style too!” |
| 6.18 H | “Why not let Stan explain. You love that, don’t you Stan?” |
| 6.18 H | “Why not let Stan explain. You love that, don’t you Stan?” |
| 6.18 H | “I see. A bag of holding to store a preloaded crossbow. But may I be so bold, Crossbow Stan? I’ll bet you didn’t keep just one crossbow, did you?” |
| 6.18 H | “Put it away, Stan! You’ll hit someone one day! At least use an unloaded crossbow!” |
| 6.18 H | Ksmvr peered at the small bag at Crossbow Stan’s side. The man nodded proudly. |
| 6.18 H | He made the second crossbow disappear quick. Ceria nodded approvingly. Stan, or Crossbow Stan as he was affectionately known, was an old man in the adventuring job. Not as old as Typhenous, but he’d stayed in the Silver-ranks because he didn’t have the punch to go any higher. That didn’t mean he was a slouch though; she’d seen him put four crossbow bolts into a charging Ogre in less than ten seconds. Ksmvr nodded. |
| 6.18 H | He made the second crossbow disappear quick. Ceria nodded approvingly. Stan, or Crossbow Stan as he was affectionately known, was an old man in the adventuring job. Not as old as Typhenous, but he’d stayed in the Silver-ranks because he didn’t have the punch to go any higher. That didn’t mean he was a slouch though; she’d seen him put four crossbow bolts into a charging Ogre in less than ten seconds. Ksmvr nodded. |