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Aereth last won the day on February 3 2017

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  1. Aereth

    Community Game Night!

    200ms ping Overwatch ranked? I'm so f*cking in boizzzz and girlzzzz.
  2. Busy streets, lots of players. It was around lunchtime so it was no surprise that there was so much going on on the fifth floor. Everybody was moving, trying to get some food, supplies or anything else except one player. That one player was out of everybody's sight waiting on top of the roofs with his brown eyes focused only on one thing. The door of a small smithy. He was waiting for someone. Someone special. It was the last unfinished business he had left to settle and after this he would be ready to bring his final operation into action. Aereth had already prepared everything, his inventory slots were stacked with potions, food as well as debuff items, and he was armed to the teeth. Everything on him was either new or upgraded accordingly for a tier three player. But he wouldn't need any of these items now. The door slowly opened and revealed the unmistakable purple strands of hair that gave their owner her special nickname. "Purple..." the brunette whispered before slowly getting up and dropping down into a dark hallway just beneath him. While still in free fall, the brunette simultaneously activated his disguise and hiding skill turning into an average sized player with black hair and leather armor, practically making him invisible in the big crowd. Yes he still had that orange cursor, but he wasn't the only orange player in the streets, so he would easily blend in while following The purple haired woman. Step by step he closed the distance between them until he was just one step behind her. Then he passed her, gently putting a small crystal in the first pocket he could find, before slowly drifting away and fading back into the crowd again, slowly but surely making his way over to the teleport gate to leave again. Even though not everything he wrote wasn't entirely true, he still had the urge to close this last issue, to cut his last ties to his old self. And with that he felt better. He felt lighter. Now he could finally start his last task without anything in the back of his head that could hold him back. Now he was ready to face his last demons. @Teion OOC: You can reply in that thread if you feel like you want, otherwise I'll just close it. :) (Also beware of typos and grammar errors.)
  3. It was getting worse and worse. With every group of them attacking for another round, Aereth got more and more disgusted with every heroic and over dramatic speech. Yes, back in the day he also was a 'lore guy', trying to get the most out of every story and character in a game. Immersion was the keyword. But in here it was something different. Immerse yourself too much into the story and you are at the risk of losing your life for real. Only one stupid move, only one heroic speech too much... Shaking his head, he simply opted to stay quiet. One: remembering how trying to give some stupid players a reality check went the last time and how everybody antagonized him for it, and two: it's impossible to to explain to somebody stupid... well that they are stupid... With that in mind he simply focused on the fight, sneaked up on the boss again, before landing a critical hit on it. His phase enhanced blade went through the avatar of the boss like a hot knife through butter, before he retreated back behind the safe spots of their group tank. ID# 108516 results: Battle: 9 Crit. Damage: (18+1)*14 = 266 DMG (PHASE activated) @Miraak the Accursed
  4. A sigh of annoyance escaped the brunette as his item got flicked out of his hands. He didn’t pay enough attention... ”Well well. Who do we have here? And here I already thought you would have been smart enough to abandon Dom. Yet here you are Hidden...” he answered but got interrupted by his ‘partner’. Itzal was slowly starting to anger him. “Me losing over half of my health fighting four players AND being attacked by my ally also wasn’t part of that f*cking plan. So give me a freaking break for once.” He shot at his former friend and mentor. Then it happened. Slowly all the pent up emotions, all the anger poured off Itzal in thick waves. He lost it. But before Aereth could react he had to take another hit to the face before he had to watch something that let the blood freeze in his veins. He knew that combo well. Soul Barrage. Itzal showed it to Aereth once while they had their first real fight as equals. The brunette tried to move out of range but couldn’t do it in time. One strike after the other hit his body and Itzal started to push him into a corner. 45%, 40%, 30% oh he must have landed a crit, and his health was slowly moving into the red area. He had to do something. ”F-Felix. Why are you doing this to me?” A very familiar sounding female voice was heard over the battlefield. Whe next time Itzal would blink the figure of Aereth was gone, replaced by an avatar of Kasier totally littered with red gashes all over it. “Why?” She said once again before bursting into pieces after Aereth cancelled his disguise skill. “You’ve earned a Timeout!” Aereth said before charging forward stunning Itzal with his Iai sword art. “I warned you that I would leave if you continue being unreasonable. And you guys really didn’t think I just brought one of those babies, or do you?” he said in a annoyed tone. Having bought a couple of seconds, the brunette fetched another teleport crystal from his inventory, not wasting any time now unlike a couple of moments ago and immediately activated it. The brunette was furious. He had been agreeing to help them. Had to risk his own life to keep THREE killers and Keres at bay. And what did he get for it? Nothing. His mentor made it his goal not only to hold him back, no. He even attacked Aereth multiple times pushing him closer to the edge than he was comfortable with. At this point he didn't even care about friend and foe, right or wrong, good or bad anymore. “This is a warning for all of you. Get in my way... one... more... time... and I'll get rid of each and every one of you. One way or another..." he said all of his hurt and hatred poured into these words. Just a high level wouldn't keep them safe. There were always ways to get to somebody more powerful than yourself. Aereth knew first hand. "This is hopefully my last farewell. At least if you are smart...” The brunette said while light engulfed him and his presence vanished from the battlefield. Undisclosed Location: Aereth's menu was already open as he materialized again. He went over to the "Social/Friends" tab in his menu and deleted the complete list, safe for one contact. He was done with all of this sh*t. The last boss fight, the event and now this battle. He tried to help, tried to get everybody to the next floor and all still everybody was antagonizing him either because of his cursor color or because of him telling everybody they were stupid for emotionally connecting to a f*cking program. @Itzal removed from friend list @Hidden removed from friend list @Teion removed from friend list @Morgenstern removed from friend list @Hikoru removed from friend list @Kooh removed from friend list "Enough..." he thought as he dismissed his menu and activating his stealth skill to make his way over to his temporary hideout. "I need to finish my preparations and focus only on my goals... If things progress the way they are right now, I will be able to strike soon..." Aereth left the thread.
  5. As the small para icon showed up in his HUD he was speechless.This was it. NOW he was really angry. He didn't even notice how his black katana moved through his left hand and only glared at the man that pinned him down. He only felt the rising pain in the front of his head, waiting for the man that attacked him to finish his monologue. By the time Itzal was done with his speech, the paralyze effect was already halfway gone. He needed to get more time... "There you go Itzal. Good job at blindsiding your ally." He answered in a sharp tone. "I haven't even done anything yet and you strike ME down. Are YOU f*cking kidding ME?" he shouted back leaving his anger rush through his veins and the flames of his armor burning away at Itzal's health. Itzal made a grave mistake. Yes he might be higher in level than Aereth, but that overconfidence would cost him. "He died. He died a very long time ago." The moment his paralyze status was gone, Aereth pulled back his impaled hand, making the katana cut through it like a hot knife through butter. The man was strong, but he hadn't nearly as much close combat PvP experience than Aereth. In one swift movement his feet retracted while pulling out a hidden dagger with his now freed hand. With all of his might, he blocked the strike of Itzal's sword, while double kicking him in his chest to knock him off him. "You always think to have absolute control over everything. Makes you quite similar to our redheaded friend over there." he said, getting up from the ground and taking his weapon again. He had already bested Itzal in the past... And he would do it again if necessary. "You shouldn't act like you are a untouchable god." he said in a calmer voice now. "Because you are not. And we are no enemies. You were the one not sticking to the plan, so stop attacking your allies and focus on the battle. Or..." a teleport crystal materialized in his hand. "I'm out..." @Itzal
  6. Even though the first hit of the brunette was a success, Aereth didn't intend to stop there. He immediately withdrew behind the front lines of his group so he could seek out the protection of his tanks. While preparing his next attack he noticed how the last sword art he had used was somehow disabled. At first confused the bunette quickly came to a conclusion. 'Sh*t. This must be a special ability of that damned event boss..." he thought before readying the next best thing he got in his arsenal. The stun sword art was quickly charged up and within the blink of an eye Aereth was already moving again. this time directly without the use of his hiding skills. He gracefully dodged a few a few blows before his blade made contact with the evil priest. The black blade moved effortlessly through the body as he executed the sword art. ID# 108268 results: Battle: 7+2 HIT Damage: 18*9(Stun) = 162 DMG
  7. Leaving Hidden rejoin the fight, Aereth simply walked back to his group and waited for his turn on the two remaining bosses. Hirru was still bullsh*tting around but at least he wouldn't hinder anybody in what they were doing. Good. As long as he was not in their way he didn't care. Once it was their turn again, Aereth simply attacked the target everybody else was going for with an amount of indifference that was very out of character for him. He didn't care what Teion said to him, he didn't care what anybody was saying. He just wanted this fight to end and to retreat back to his home. This fight drained him of almost every last bit of motivation the brunette still had in him and only made him want to rest even more... He had almost all the pieces he needed to finish what he had been aiming to do for ever since that one day. Just a little bit more preparation and he would be ready to strike. #108149 BD:4+3-1 = 6 HIT Damage: 19*14 = 266 DMG on Isaxi
  8. Aereth grit his teeth. Even though he was able to land the initial attack, things went south from there on. Hestia fought Domarus, Itzal was fighting Raven and Embers was... doing nothing, leaving him up against FOUR opponents at once. Yes he was tier three and had arguably the best light armor in the whole game combined with a phase weapon, but outnumbered four to one there was no chance he was going to win or even hold them back properly. He needed to try get Embers back into the fight. @Embers "See? I told you this stupid f*ck wouldn't be good for anything. I told you the moment I saw that she would fight on our side." He shouted into the back rows where Itzal was fighting and Embers was spacing out. "She was always this stupid, letting herself be confused with simple words no matter the circumstances she was in. A weak and stupid idiot that can't even stand to her own word." he hoped to ignite the fire in her again with the things he just said. And if not... Well it always feels good to let out aggression and tell other people how stupid they were. @Domarus Immediately after wards he had to take three hard hits from the assassins before he heard Keres' voice behind him. "Alone..." he answered, reflecting the words she just spoke. "You're right. I really don't care how this fight will end. If Hestia wins, she and Itzal will owe me something. If Domarus wins... Well then he still loses, he has already lost almost everything because of me. And maybe I will finally be able to rest then. I just know that I don't have the patience anymore to follow the orders of a person that I know I can beat without even breaking a sweat." the brunette said before pausing. "But until that I wanna have some fun. Life has been getting dull. Only grinding mobs, bosses and doing the dirty work for our redhead imperator over there is just tiring, it drains your life. Maybe I'll finally be able to cut loose again for once..." he took the handcuffs Itzal handed him earlier and threw them on the ground, slowly entering into his hunting mode and filling the air around them with a heavy and malicious aura. "F*ck Itzal and his morals. If my group doesn't act according to plan, why should I?" he thought before telling the four players in front of him one more thing. "Today you will learn that nothing is more fun than a good fight with everything on the line. Because at the moment of the kill, you are never more alive." It was time to finally get this party properly started. If Keres, who he knew wouldn't deal any damage to him, was with them he would only have to fight three people and deal with the disruption she additionally provided. If he would get lucky he could kill at least two of them before being brought down himself... With that he prepared for the next barrage of attacks striking at every little opening his opponents would give him in addition to applying burn damage to them with every hit they would land on him.
  9. Stalking around in the dark, the brunette finally decided to leave his thoughts behind and just focused on the battle. He needed the experience more than anything right now since this fight would surely push him into the tier three realm, where he would finally be able to go toe to toe with the strongest and most dangerous players in Aincrad. Sooner or later even the Laughing Coffin wouldn't be able to touch him anymore and then he would finally be able to start to lay waste on them, oh boy was he looking forward to that moment. He would assassinate his way through their ranks until he would find the two players he had been looking for ever since... In that moment an opportunity arose, and the brunette burst out of his hiding point striking the distracted boss monster directly into his back. No point in attempting to dodge. His strikes were fast, precise and deadly. After finishing the sword art, he felt the cooldown finally starting to set in and retreated behind the safe lines of their redhead tank. "Let's prepare for the counter attack, he won't be holding back." he said to @Domarus ID# 107881 results: Battle: 3 (Ignored because Surprise Attack) Damage: (18+2(Surprise Attack Ass.)+3(Charge))*14= 322-50=272 DMG
  10. "Understood." Aereth answered Domarus as he gave out orders for the groups before vanishing into hiding again. Fully buffed and the event item dangling from his neck, the brunette was more than ready for this event boss. He didn't care very much about leading a group and was happy with leaving the responsibility to others. With him being level 49 there shouldn't be much in this tier one and two event fight that could harm him anyways. So yeah, no problem in letting noobies play leader. He pretty much didn't care much for their safety. If they f*cked up the raid, he could still step up and take the lead before anyone died. But in all honesty? He cared less with each passing day in this hell about the fates of other players. If they died, they died. Aereth was only focused on reaching his own goals, and these goals didn't involve saving incompetent players anymore. It was a much simpler goal... But one was slowly becoming a thron in his side. A certain redhead that permanently tried to drive his controlling fangs into him to make him his puppet. It seemed like Domarus was slowly forgetting the reason why Aereth was at his side to begin with. They were partners. Aereth would offer his services to Domarus in return for using the cover of his big guild to operate freely in the dark. The time would come when the partnership would end, and this time was very close... ID# 107707 results: Loot: 18+7 = 25+ LD needed to spot Aereth.
  11. "If you know me so well then you should have expected my betrayal." Aereth answered the redhead. "You were no longer useful to me so I decided to discard you. And now look at you." He then unsheathed his phase weapon and pointed at his remaining forces. "A handful of stupid dolls that followed your call was all that was left of your little underground organization. Even Hidden left you. You never should have trusted me. Just like I never trusted you. But enough talking now. Let's get serious." With that he ended his little speech and prepared his first attack. Flames erupted from his armor and his strongest area of effect sword art was already charged. He only waited for the raid leader to start her charge. As soon as she had taken her first few steps, the brunette accelerated, staying close behind Hestia seemingly aiming to use an opening she would surely generate. Obviously having a different plan, Aereth activated his <<Charge>> skill to leave Hestia and Domarus behind him. Placing himself between his backup force and himself the brunette started to unleash his AoE sword art, hoping Itzal would stick to the plan and back him up..
  12. Aereth

    [OP-FX][MM] What to do next?

    After a couple minutes filled with discussion, mainly with the party leaders, they seemed to have reached a conclusion. They wanted to go to the farming grounds, which was reasonable. Dangerous, but still reasonable. But like he promised, he was silent all through, listening to everybody that was talking, until Dazia spoke up and everybody fell silent. "Exactly." Aereth added, now stepping forward in order to share his thoughts. "So I think the course we will be taking, is fixed now. We will head to the farming grounds. But Dazia is right. This is a very dangerous place especially for the lower leveled players. The Laughing Coffin doesn't consist of weak players. At all. So let me propose this: I will message @Lessa for a quick update on her end as well as a meetup location. Everybody that feels like they shouldn't visit the hunting ground for whatever reason can swap groups and join her. We will take a break, I'd say around three hours to rest and prepare for the trip to the farming location. Any objections or suggestions?" he asked before opening his messenger and starting to type. @Outlander @Froppy @Dazia @Sharr @Hikoru @Sunova @Teion @Jevi @Pinball @Oxand @Hidden @Macradon @Shi OOC: Just shoot me a PM if you want to switch so Lessa and myself can coordinate the changes.
  13. Aereth

    [F13 EB] Tainted Prestige

    Following the redhead, Aereth and Domarus met up with Hidden, and went over basic instructions for the upcoming fight. "I will hold back, but if they are behaving like idiots and won't listen to your way to 'handle' situations like the one in the raid, I will speak up and show them their place." Aereth answered. He was slowly getting fed up with being ordered around all the time. The kind of relationship Domarus and Aereth had could simply be described as a 'one hand washes the other' deal between them. Aereth could use the facade of the big guild to vanish if necessary and using the infrastructure of his underground organization to gain access to information and manpower at times. In return Aereth would stand by his side and fight for his cause. On paper a pretty good deal for both of them, but lately Aereth felt that Domarus was starting to make mistakes. Two frontliners had already caught a trail of his doings, and approached Aereth for help... When he heard another player call out to every tier one and tier two player, Aereth simply nodded to Domarus and went over to @Zandra to take the offer she just put on the table. "A very generous move of you. But the question now is what you will want to have in return?" the brunette asked before buying a damage potion and a teleport crystal. "I'll take these, the generous lady over there will pay for me." he then told the NPC before consuming the potion and placing the teleport crystal in his battle ready inventory. "Still. Thank you and hope to see you around sometime again. Might save me a ton of money." After that he walked off, vanishing in the crowd with the help of his stealth skill. ID# 107355 results: Loot: 13+5(Hiding R5)+2(Blindside) = LD 20 required to spot Aereth
  14. Aereth


    Col, Material and SP Balance Income: Expenses: Total Balance: SP: 207 (216)
  15. He took a deep breath. They were right. The curvy redhead was easy to trigger. He knew it and the easy jabs he took at her weren’t going to get them anywhere. Especially since it seemed that nobody had a plan on how to approach the upcoming fight. Somebody had to take the lead... “You’re right.” He said to Hestia, he just threatened another ally of his with killing them. It’s been a rough couple of weeks, many frontlines he respected turning out to be a bunch of morons, permanent issues with LC and now this war. Slowly the cracks in his strong facade and sanity were beginning to show. “Sorry Firecracker. If you like we can settle that issue after we’re done here, but for now....” he stepped forward and turned to face his allies. “For now we will stop Dom and finish what we started.” “First we need to take a look at the tasks each one of us will have to tackle. Hestia, Since you are the beefiest of us I would say you focus on Domarus. He is the strongest of them damage wise and you need to make sure he won’t get any of his devastating AOE’s off. Second task will go to you Embers. You will be tasked to handle Hestias sister. She should be around your level maybe a bit higher since the last time I saw her is already some weeks ago. But you can take her on if you are careful. Make sure to separate her from the big fight.” He did turning his attention to Itzal. “Get her out of the way of me and Itzal. We will be taking on Keres and the rest of remaining forces. I have an idea for ending the fight early, that might or might not work depending on the situation. We are also going to keep the others away from Hestia and Embers, while trying to capture Keres. She is very important to Dom and there might be a slim chance that he will surrender once we get her. But that is not sure. If it doesn’t work out we need to win the fight and defeat the henchmen before joining Hestia and ending the battle as a whole.” He then paused. “There are a couple of uncertainties to keep in mind though. Namely, Hidden whom I hope to have abandoned Domarus as soon as she would have noticed that his underground network got routed. In case she joins the fight Itzal and me should still be able to hold her back as well.” He hoped for her and their own sales that she wouldn’t show up to make their fight any harder run necessary. “And lastly: Adrian.” An ice cold shiver ran down his spine as he spoke out the name. “Small boy, insanely big threat. If he comes.... Grab your teleport crystals and retreat. Once he starts wrecking havoc nobody is safe anymore. He is as unpredictable as he is uncontrollable. He could very well attack his own allies if he feels like it. And he it would at least take three or more top level players to keep him at bay...” Commandig a private and independent platoon of spies certainly paid off in the end. Being able to take out most of his underground network and giving out details about almost every member of Domarus scheme was one of the main reasons they could win the biggest fights before they even started properly.