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    Knights of the Blood Oath
  • Birthday 11/16/1999

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  1. It pains me to say this but... I think I may finally declare permanent (at least for the foreseeable future)  from the site. I haven't been around for the past few months, and this isn't the first time either. I feel I lose my mojo far too quick and burn out too fast here, and until I can get my crap together and find some inspiration to continue Grave's chronicle or even begin anew, I believe I must, for the time being, bid the site adieu. I've made lots of memories and friends here, and I've enjoyed my time.

    However, I am not permanently leaving the World Seed as a whole. I am trying to work on ALO, and am part of the GGO dev team. If anyone would like to chat, or even add me on Discord or something along those lines, shoot me a message on my dev account, Kirae. Thanks for the memories, SAORP, and I hope some day I may return to make plenty more.

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    2. Jomei

      Jomei

      Thanks for everything Grave. Going to miss having you around! Hope to see you pop in every once in awhile, maybe even enough to start here again!

    3. Macradon

      Macradon

      It will be nice not having you around anymore :^)

       

      Spoiler

      Bro I'll miss yah.

      I hope I'm gonna see you here again, and don't worry, we won't have cleared the floors whenever you rejoin :^)))))))

      But you know, it was nice having you around, I really enjoyed your company, in guild or not, it was funzies :3

       

    4. Hirru

      Hirru

      It has been some time, huh.

      I remember the first thread that we did together.  Fighting off the Boulder in the old Breaking the Unbreakable quest, back when you didn't need to whittle down an HP bar.  No, you, Golden, and myself had to go through it in a much easier, but more creative fashion.  We started throwing things at it: trees, bears, and finally a bear cub, which did the trick.  Somehow.

      How our characters would have interacted changed from there.  That single thread led up to the starting of the Crimson Blades, by Mack.  You were one of the original members, if I remember right.  Mack, Beoreson, Xion, Abalaster, Lindow, and you, Grave.  Hirru was part of the guild, but unofficial to stay off of the radar.  The guild slowly gained a couple members, Teion and Lawfer, but only until...

      Lindow died, and we gained Opal in his place.  Oh, what chaos was to be set upon these adventurers now.  Still, the Crimson Blades moved on, even after we started to fall apart.  Mostly due to Mack's inactivity, as he was the leader and party planner.  I don't think I had many chances to post with you around this time, as everyone was losing their muse.

      However, there was a ray of hope for us, the departed Opal came back to ask the Crimson Blades to merge with the Knights of the Blood Oath.  Of course, Mack would sign the papers to do so, and I would have Hirru finally become an official member.  We got a redux of our first thread together to make you one of, if not the FIRST to Grandmaster Martial Arts.  Finally, we were a fully functioning guild....

      ...We all know what happened afterwards.  Betrayal.  Death.  Quite a story, to be sure.

      After some time, we're back to where we were the last time.  Everyone slowly losing their muse, or other.  It's only Mac and I now.

      So many people left.  Many had their characters die.  Others just lost the will to continue.  Some just couldn't continue due to their own life.

      I'm gonna miss ya.

  2. I groaned and rolled my neck on my shoulders, eyeing off the Commander like fresh meat for a crocodile. "Yeah, yeah, I am on it." I grunted and took aim for the Commander, skirting around the side to try and keep him away from Jonathan, and opening a spot for him to attack once the bodyguard was down. The Commander himself was on guard too, however, and watched my every movement, ready to guard against anything, as if it had a mind of its own. I scoffed at myself; I had been in this damn castle long enough to know that they almost did have a mind of their own. As I skirted around the Commander, he quickly lost interest and swept away from me, only to extend a claw out to Jonathan, swiping at his shield and scraping a very tiny portion of his health away; thank god he was as tanky as he was, or we would have been in trouble. To catch the Commander's attention, I swung at the King violently. Loyal as ever, the bodyguard stepped in and I grinned, planting my foot down to stop the punch short. "Got you," I grunted and folded my fingers together like spears, my gauntlets glowing a furious red, and I struck. One, two, three strikes into his body, with surgical precision like an acupuncture professional, chipping away at a large chunk of his health, dragging him into the yellow, and I stepped back cautiously, aware of a possible counter attack. "There, got the bastard," I grunted and readjusted the draconic helmet atop my head, peering at the wooden duo through the golden lenses. "One more hit should do him."
  3. Oright... let's try this again. I really need to stop doing this.

    1. Hirru

      Hirru

      Welcome back to the fold!

  4. Grave

    Grave\'s Loot and Cooking Creations

    Getting some things re-evaluated for the new patch Originals: Dragon Amulet (Perfect T2 Lucky Charm): A bright sapphire, circular amulet, with a curled dragon embossed in the material. It hangs on a beady alabaster chain. (2 Recovery, 1 Combat Craft) Apple Cider - Perfect Beverage (Vitality (x3): +9 EN): A large glass of a golden, fizzy cider brewed from the juice of a Fool's Apple, a golden-green apple with exceptionally soft flesh and an almost strawberry-sweet flavour. New: Dragon Amulet (Perfect T2 Lucky Charm): A bright sapphire, circular amulet, with a curled dragon embossed in the material. It hangs on a beady alabaster chain. (2 Recovery, 1 Evasion) Apple Cider - Perfect Beverage (Vitality (x2): +4 EN, Loot Die: +1 LD): A large glass of a golden, fizzy cider brewed from the juice of a Fool's Apple, a golden-green apple with exceptionally soft flesh and an almost strawberry-sweet flavour.
  5. Grave

    No Heal Stacking + Re-Evaluations?

    Okay, thank you very much :) As for my Regen item... guess I'm just gonna have to get it re-crafted =_=
  6. I raised my eyebrows underneath my helmet when Anemone mentioned I was not ready. I had a narky response prepared, before she raised her hands in my direction, projecting some kind of crimson aura over me, embracing me like a sanguine blanket. I could feel my gauntlets pulsating with power, as if feasting off of this aura. "A damage boost, huh? Sounds fun," I responded almost greedily, enjoying the strength my gauntlets were exuding. I turned back to the bull-faced guardian and fell into a low combat stance, to which the minotaur responded with a mighty, defiant snort, swinging his axe down into a two-handed grip in front of his waist. "Well, here goes," I grumbled to myself and set off, my steel boots clicking loudly against the concrete courtyard floor with each bounding step. With yet another angry huff of putrid air, the minotaur raised his axe and called it down like a bolt of lightning towards my comparatively diminutive form. Halting sharply, I raised my arm to the blade of the axe and caught the golden edge on the thick ivory plating of my Vanishing Dragon, the axe leaving little more than a scratch and my health bar dropping little more than a pixel, before my Battle Healing activated and topped me back up. Grinning almost maniacally underneath my helmet, I slammed the palm of my free right hand against the flat of the axe, shoving it aside and into the concrete floor, before falling back into a low stance, my feet and right hand glowing a sinister purple. I launched a trio of kicks into the bull-man's left leg and torso, the force causing him to keel over, before my right hand swung down and through the back of his neck, the tell-tale flash of a critical exploding outwards as the strike decapitated the beast and shattered him into flitting sapphire shards. From just across the courtyard I waved to Anemone and called out to her. "Come on! Let us move on!" I told her and backed up to the wall beside the entrance to what I assumed was the center of the labyrinth.
  7. Regarding the changes to the Regen enhancement, if the effects don't stack with BH, then what happens when Regen is triggered? Because I've had both from before the patch, and the change to regen then renders one of the two useless to me. In addition to that, I would like to know what happens to items with enhancements that have been removed (Combat Craft) or had their cost changed (Vitality).
  8. "I apologize greatly, I wanted to make sure I did not lose you," I apologized to Anemone in the shadows, sighing to myself for not being a little more careful or subtle. I looked ahead down the corridor of blue flames; there were multiple turns in the wall down the corridor, as well as one more at the end. "Haha, yes, night vision would be incredibly useful right now," I agreed with a chuckle as we pushed on into the azure light. Blue, black, blue, black, the cycle of light continued to repeat itself with each step we took into the labyrinth, exploring the maze with nothing but raw instinct. I was stunned into silence by loud rumbling, like a giant exhalation. I pressed my back heavily against the wall and motioned Anemone back as well. The corridor beside us widened into a large, square courtyard, and at the very end, a giant minotaur stood guard, shouldering his axe like some stoic sentinel. "Well, guess this is him. Wonder how tough he is, the quest never mentioned it," I sighed and stepped out into the courtyard, checking behind me to make sure Anemone was close by. I swept two fingers downwards though the air in front of me, tapping a few tabs to access my equipment. I equipped my armour and gauntlets, my body shimmering brightly momentarily before I emerged, clad in white dragon-like armour that glowed like the moon, and the sapphire spheres scattered across it glinted in the blue glow of the torches. I peered behind me at Anemone, my helmet's golden eyes glimmering as I did. "You ready?" I asked her, smirking underneath my helmet.
  9. Grave

    [PP-NK-F2] Not so Prosaic

    "There are still many haters who blame them for the deaths we have suffered," I responded with a pained sigh, "I am not sure they will reveal themselves, in fear of the masses who point fingers to them," I groaned, and rubbed the back of my neck hopelessly. "The players do not realize it is because of the beta testers we are not all dead." I concluded and looked up at the player. "Go for it, if you need some questing tips I can help you out." I informed the boy with a wide smile. "When you get to the eleventh floor and above you can buy a house if you need," I added in response to his mention about an inn. I nodded to the boy as he gave his speech of leave and I saluted him. "See you around, and stay safe." I encouraged the player and watched him leave my company, before I headed off on my own way also. --- Thread Rewards Grave: 200 Col, 1 SP Sey: 200 Col, 1 SP
  10. Grave

    [PP-NK-F2] Not so Prosaic

    I chuckled at the boy's response to my rambling about armour. "Mitigation is just another word for defense. The higher your mitigation, the less damage you will take, no different to other RPGs." I clarified with an honest smile. He asked about a guidebook and I had to scratch my chin. "I am not entirely sure... I sort of winged it when I started and learned the ropes alone. You might be able to find one if you hunt around." I explained with a simper. "The beta testers probably compiled some kind of guide for the new players but I never heard anything so you will have to check that theory out yourself." I told the snowy haired player, scratching the back of my head. "If not... maybe some of the frontliners can get something together. And if even they cannot, I would be willing to write something up for the players to make use of. It is only fair they receive the same knowledge that we have gathered over time." I offered with a wide smile, before turning to look off over the fields. "Being a kind of Aincrad Journalist sounds nice," I pondered, scratching my chin once more, "exploring the farthest reaches of the castle with nothing by the armour on my back and a notebook, detailing my adventures and the landscapes I stumble across." I sighed with a soft smile. "I might just do that some day. For now though, I need to work on getting to the frontlines," I finished mumbling to myself and turned back to the other player.
  11. Grave

    Ohayou!

    Welcome to the site! I promise most of us will treat you with very good care here :3 I've just come back from some sporadic activity so if you want a roleplay partner hit me up!
  12. Kinda wanna do Return of the Queen if anyone's up for it. 

  13. I smirked and chuckled at Anemone's compliment. "I guess she is. I am pretty damn lucky too; she was such a bitch at first, but she had her reasons. She lived a... pretty terrible life and pushed people away. I managed to crack her and gain access to her more tender and romantic self." I explained, staring at the grass below as I reminisced on our various meeting before I had confessed to her. I reached out and very gently brushed the back of my hand against Anemone's shoulder. "I think guys would be pretty lucky to have you too. You are really sweet and deserve someone caring." I complimented her with a soft smile I smiled up through the shadows as I helped Anemone down into the hole, releasing her hand when she seemed stable enough. "Do not mention it. Only polite to help a lady." I responded and winked playfully, before turning and peering into the darkness. "Well, here is hoping there is some form of lighting down here..." I groaned and crept forward, beckoning Anemone along behind me. I constantly flicked my gaze between Anemone and the dense shadows that only grew thicker the further we descended down the staircase. Finally my feet hit a flat landing of stone, and I rested my back against the wall, reaching out to grasp onto Anemone's uniform; the shadows were so thick I could barely see her. "Stay close." I commanded gruffly, my manner now serious as the darkness threatened to send unknown dangers toward us. Releasing the piece of clothing I had grabbed I led on, following the wall to my right with the healer behind me. My hand wrapped around something hard and cold. Whoomf. A cold blue light ate away the blackness, illuminating the corridor before us. My eyes flicked to the object I had laid my hands on; a blue torch, burning softly, supplying only enough light for us to see five steps away from our current position. There was a spot of shadow between our torch and the next one. "Well, it is better than nothing, right?" I turned to ask Anemone with a sheepish grin, before soldiering further into the hallway.
  14. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, sir," I responded with an acidic tone and reached behind me to hold the bear up on my back and avoid getting a set of baby claw marks down my back. "Alright, furball, let us go," I sighed and turned to shoot Mack a dirty look as if to say 'this is your fault'. We strode through the town of Snowfrost towards the teleport gate, both of Mack's possessions slung across our backs, the one upon coat being quite a nuisance with that cold nose of his. I picked up the pace so I could just get this over with, stepping briskly onto the platform with Mack in tow and calling the teleport command. A moment later we were swamped in sparkling blue light, the system whisking us a floor downwards in the castle. When the azure haze dissipated the town of Delilah surrounded us, busy as always. Grumbling to myself about the lazy hunk of muscle on my back I led us towards the figurative center of the city where my small, cylindrical shop sat in a clearing. "Welcome to my humble abode," I sighed monotonously as I shouldered the door open, beckoning Mack inside. I set Chewie down on one of the stools in front of the counter and headed to the kitchen in the back, shucking my coat off and wrapping myself in a white apron. "What would my guest like?"
  15. "Ahh, right, right." I acknowledged with a nod. "I just wanted a companion, stats or not. It gets lonely out in the field when you are solo farming, you know?" I told her in response with a wide smile. "But I hope you find what you are looking for." I gave Yuurei a thumbs up and an even wider grin. I watched as a bag of coins slumped into her hand from her inventory, and I very carefully took it from her, tapping on the bag to check the contents; 230 Col, perfect. "Thank you very much, Yuurei." I thanked her softly and slipped the bag into my own inventory. "Please do, I intend to get my business up and running again soon." I informed her as I pushed the bowl into her hands. "And good luck again with the familiar quest. I hope you find a familiar you enjoy." -1 Heartrock Salad +230 Col
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