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Her bolt went wide, and Aoi was given only a single second as the thing slammed into her and threw her to the ground. She could feel the impact as she bounced on the ground, before rolling to her side and out from underneath the giant insectoid. Popping to her feet, she sprinted a few steps away, fumbling another bolt into her crossbow as she went, before turning to face the thing again. This time she stopped long enough to glimpse the entire creature in true form, noticing how much like an ant it appeared – though there were some obvious differences, including the enormous and exaggera

PH * * * Wulfrin SP 200 Wulfrin purchases 40 Ranks in Keen Sight (+80 LD to Searching, Gathering, Detection, and Loot Checks) because lol Wulfrin | HP: 800/800 | EN: 98/98 | DMG: 1 | MIT:48 | ACC:6 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16

Creepy. Absolutely, creepy. Aoi stared at another of the giant bugs, this one covered in red scales that seemed almost drake like in design. It was anything but a dragon, though, as it moved deftly upon its six legs, closing in with another of the beetles and raising itself up to slam down upon its opponent. The two creatures had happened upon one another by pure accident, bumping into each other and causing a sudden onslaught that rippled the grass and dirt around them. Aoi had stopped to watch, mesmerised by the idea of common mobs in a game fighting one another. Not that it was entirely out

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The fields beyond the walls of Urbus – once she had descended the natural bridge that spanned the gap between city and floor – were similar in some ways to the first floor. Enough so that Aoi had forgotten for a time that she had moved upwards into a different realm, and as such she found herself staring in confusion at the first creature she had come across. Antennae waved around in the air above a head that appeared almost horrifying to look at, considering it was similar in size to her own. The creature moved around on numerous legs, a pair of vice-like appendages snapping where its mouth w

The day before the raid meeting, when tensions were high and everyone buzzed with last-minute preparations, Ciela and Wulfrin slipped away unnoticed. They’d made a quiet decision, one born not out of impulse, but out of the shared weight they carried. With the looming threat of battle ahead and little time guaranteed to anyone, they wanted something that was just theirs. One moment. One promise. One memory untouched by strategy, danger, or duty. Ciela had spent the morning in her kitchen, flour streaking her cheeks and arms as she baked with wild, unrelenting focus. Her way of coping, of

Wulfrin's demeanor shifted as he watched his wife and pupil begin to enjoy a hearty meal. A scene that should have been an upbeat and heartfelt was instantly grounded by whatever was plaguing Wulfrin. He took his place at Ciela's side and carefully handed out their loot from the Sand Shark before beginning to eat the provided meal. Ciela's cooking never ceased to amaze him. She was fantastic at her craft. As they made their way through Fortaleza towards the teleport gate, Wulfrin's heart sank even deeper. This is what Floor 29 was missing, comradery. No friendly NPCs walked the floor. Only dea

Astra's eyes gleamed when Ciela pulled out the meals she had put together for the party. As he opened the tin and eyed the food in front of him, he could feel his mouth watering, and his stomach starting to feel empty. "Thanks! I don't think I could ever say no to your food," he promptly replied before tearing into the meal. It was amazing he stayed so lean in SAO, with all of the food that Ciela had been feeding him. Admittedly, Astra also never considered physical weight mechanics, so who knew. After they had rested for a bit and ate their packed meals, the party made their way t

“Y-You do that? Regularly?” "From time to time, yea. Ever since we fought Shadow in that raid, ages ago. Something passed on, I guess. And I was already numb enough inside that it had little impact. Speaking of which..." Rolling over and up into a seated position, Freyd set himself akimbo before summoning two toblers. Each frosted and equipped with a single hunk of ice eerily similar to the familiar algid blue of her home's floor, Mari watched as Freyd summoned an ornately blown glass bottle filled with dark amber ambrosia. he started to pour. "Whiskey, if I sniffed it corre

PH * * * Recovery? ID 244789 | CD 7 | +8 EN Wulfrin regains 4+8+8 EN Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (2/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-D vs Monkey King (15 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (3/3) = 12 EN Free Action: ID 244790 | BD 1+1+7=9 hit | CD 2 | 21 * 16 = 336 - 20 = 316 DMG to Monkey King. Target dies. Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 106/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:5 Riardon | HP: 240/240 | EN: 37/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:36 | ACC:6 | EVA:4 | REC: 2 KnightinGale | HP: 350/350 | EN: 38/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:103 | ACC:

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed KnightinGale is at full HP and EN Cooldowns: Post Action: [x12] ST-I vs Monkey King (12 EN) Free Action: Sewallus uses Florenthian Howl | +5 Hate on Monkey King Monkey King is stunned. Takes no action. Stun Fades; becomes immunity. Takes 28 DMG from Rend. ID 244788 | BD 8+6=14 hit | CD 9 | 9 * 16 = 144 - 40 = 104 DMG to Monkey King. Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 106/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:5 Riardon | HP: 240/240 | EN: 37/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:36 | ACC:6 | EVA:4

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed Riardon is at full HP and EN Cooldowns: Post Action: [x12] Tech-A vs Monkey King (13 EN) Free Action: ID 244787 | BD 9 Minor Crit +1 DMG | CD 7 | 9+1 = 10 * 16 = 160 - 40 = 120 DMG to Monkey King. Target is stunned. Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 106/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:5 Riardon | HP: 240/240 | EN: 37/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:36 | ACC:6 | EVA:4 | REC: 2 KnightinGale | HP: 350/350 | EN: 50/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:91 | ACC:6 | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | THORNS:56 | BH:18 | REC

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed Wulfrin is at full HP and EN Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (1/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-D vs Monkey King (15 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (3/3) = 12 EN Free Action: Rending Familiar -> Monkey King ID 244786 | BD 1+1+7=9 hit | CD 2 | 21 * 16 = 336 - 40 = 296 DMG to Monkey King Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 106/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:5 Riardon | HP: 240/240 | EN: 50/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:36 | ACC:6 | EVA:4 | REC: 2 KnightinGale | HP: 350/350 | EN: 50/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:

PH * * * Post Action: Accepting Sewallus's offer to join * * * KnightinGale consumes a portion of Wulfrin's Gungir | +2 ACC; +2 EVA KnightinGale consumes a T2 immolation potion KnightinGale SP total: 185 In addition to the skills listed in her block KnightinGale takes 2 ranks in Resolute (+12 MIT) KnightinGale | HP: 350/350 | EN: 50/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:91 | ACC:6 | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | THORNS:56 | BH:18 | REC: 2 | HM: 4

PH * * * Post Action: Speaking with Sewallus * * * Riardon consumes a portion of Wulfrin's Gungir | +2 ACC; +2 EVA Riardon SP Total: 185 In addition to the skills listed in his block Riardon takes 2 Ranks in Inspiring and 1 Rank in Keen Sight (+2 LD) Riardon | HP: 240/240 | EN: 50/50 | DMG: 9 | MIT:36 | ACC:6 | EVA:4 | REC: 2

PH * * * Post Action: Speaking with Remmington * * * Note: CS Shades of the Gemini is active. if any player objects, they should note such in their first post and it will be considered inactive. Wulfrin consumes Gungir Shard 239050 | Sharkcuterie Board | T1 Demonic Feast (6/6) | ACC II | EVA II | ID: 239171 - takes one portion shares the rest with party (5/6 remain) [desc.] A daring spread featuring a variety of cured and smoked shark meats, paired with exotic cheeses, crackers, and a hint of seaweed garnish. This adventurous platter offers a bold flavor journey, per

The meadow shimmered as she stepped further in, wind curling through the tall grass like it was painting the air around her. Hidden’s eyes found the woman at the center — pale hair flowing like snowfall, skin untouched by sun, bare shoulders exposed beneath the slow burn of sunset. Still, but heavy with presence. She looked like she belonged here in a way that didn’t feel possible. Then the wind shifted. Not just the grass or the breeze, but something deeper — like the floor itself had exhaled after holding its breath for far too long. The wind rolled across the field with new weight

A feeling of pride welled up inside her- and Mari just had to message someone. How many people within Aincrad could say they built an actual centrifuge?? Not many, she chanced. There were few people she knew that would appreciate something like this. Mari didn’t have the name of the plague doctor - so she messaged the next best person. That was all the context she’d give the man. If he was curious - he’d ask. Now…Mari peered curiously into the vial - the liquids would soon filter back into each other but for now. It was like a lava lamp. “How pretty…” She said to herself,

It took the better half of the day to procure the equipment for it - it would have been much quicker if she didn’t have her orange crystal but…Mari didn’t think she’d have the time to go beat redemption then try to figure out just what was in the vial. ….Which she was still tempted to drink. No. No Mari. That was bad. Real bad. She couldn’t do that. Instead. Mari began to work on her makeshift centrifuge. It wasn’t too hard really - She had a lazy susan which she had bolted to one of the corners of the table. On top of that, a large wooden plank - with small dowels to hold things in plac

The encounter had been an odd one; one that Mari still struggled to understand, at times the plague doctor seemed volatile - but in each of his actions, he had done no harm to her. The closest thing to harm would be his threat. A blade to her throat- but Mari didn’t take that to heart. They were both Pkers, it was a natural response. After that, he had even helped her. Dousing her in some form of acrid mob repellent. The weight of the floor, and its constant threat to crush her with its sense of foreboding meant nothing compared to the new challenge Mari had before her. A vial - so small

The placated whirring of gears as his equipment would continue to drill and concentrate the contents of all that it would lap up. Evidently with a final escape of steam from both sides, the mechanical spider would pop a tiny glass tube out the top and he'd take it before shoving back into his wrist bound condenser. The woman offered her name, causing a brief pause of his fingers as he spun the dials. What was this? Trust? Misguided comradery? Such the trivial slinging of expectation and interpretation on one another, a confederacy of hoping to connect with everyone they met. Led by emotion and

Samantha was nervous. She had suddenly been launched into the next tier of levels and with that came the responsibility of allocating all her new skill points. With the tutelage of the much more experienced players like Morningstar and, the newest member of the trackers alliance who's name she could not pronounce if she tried, Zajcica. If she remembered correctly though, the pink haired knight had said that her name was Yuki? A Japanese name that she was probably missing mispronouncing. Now on floor five, Firefly walked quietly to the meet up spot laid out by her new guild-mate. At least

“Mari.” Came her quiet response as she watched him work. “I’m Mari.” She’d probably never know his name - with him being mute and all, but she’d be remiss if she didn’t at least tell him her own name. Cautious eyes watched the man to see if the admission sparked any sort of reaction. But there was none. Of course - she was only guessing the doctor was a man - partly due to his tall stature, but everything else about him was an enigma. Mari had planned to leave him to his own devices, but - they had already passed the void - and there was no sign of her former companion. She found a s

How many times did she have to teach the mutated land shark this lesson? This quest monster had seen the best of the pink paladin, more-so than any other mob in the entire game. Half time it had felt like she spent more time in this sandy waste than she had with Crozeph. In any case, Yuki would sit quietly near the quest giver in Fortaleza the meet-up spot she had set for the group. She had done her usual of inviting any random players to join her on a quest that boasted no difficulty for tag along players so long as she could keep aggro on the boss. Of course the boss she had to relentle

The simple jaunt to a glowing pool. Creatures of many continue to slide in from every hole and rock they could clamber themselves out of, dying readily as they'd evaporate as the contagion set in. It worked, but again its longevity and efficiency left much to be desired. Something that only lasted a few hours and worked in a radius was borderline useless for the primary dispersal. The experience pings he received from the ones that were brazen enough to move for him confirmed the effect, now it just needed a slower death period and better yet transfer medium. 'Stink spray', oh how a wonderfull