Raidou

PH Post Action | [x12] TECH-F (8 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] + (2 * 3 Targets = 6) = 15 EN) - Well Rested [1/3] = 14 EN Free Action | ID: 251939 | 3 + 5 - 2 = 6, CD: 1 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Infernal Hell Hound #1 Dealing 276 - 50 = 226 Damage, [Stunned] applied, Raidou sustains 25 via Thorns ID: 251940 | 9 + 5 = 14, Crit+1 vs. Infernal Hell Hound #2 Dealing 288 - 50 = 238 Damage, [Stunned] applied, Raidou sustains 40 via Thorns ID: 251941 | 6 + 5 = 11, Hit vs. Infernal Hell Hound #3 Dealing 276 - 50 = 226 Damage, [Stunned] applied, Raidou sustains 25 via Thorns

With the quest prompt popped, it fades away nearly as quick as it had appeared. It took longer for the group to reach the boss then it took to kill it. Clearly a drastic underestimation of their strength. "Duly noted." Raidou remarks to Eruda with his eyes meeting Nisahime before she sets off. They still weren't up to traveling buddies it seemed, and more often then not the woman had her own state of affairs that she'd seem to mill through seemingly without a goal. Raidou pays the blonde at his side a shrug, finding there to be no reason to give pursuit. Her statement was sound, Raidou didn't

Into the base of the volcano where boiling masses of superheated stone writhe and ooze from the walls, offering a rich orange glow and a burn to the brow. Raidou had been on this expedition numerous times yet the environment was just as revulsive and filled with denial. A gloved hand moves behind his right shoulder, clasping tight the handle that lay just beyond it. A tear sees the gleaming solarite blade exposed to air, offering a flash of sunlight in a dreary place. A cast of light that this floor had likely never seen, curious if a sun even existed under all of that soot and ash cover. Houn

Raidou slides abruptly and without even a second of hesitation unleashes his blade in a blur of red. The king only manages to look in Nisa's direction before its blindsided by a glowing yellow blade, catching on the seam of its lip and being dragged down its massive hide. A huge tear of data exposed, the wireframe on full display as its cut from head to tail. Collapsing to its side, it shutters in a last bit of resistance before its bar appears and empties out completely. The massive pop sends data in all which way, leaving nothing more then a small clearing where it landed and a fleeting mome

The narrow walks of Floor 8 were just as pungeant as always. Hot and humid, the insects larger then some dogs. Streaks of color that broke up the monotony of greens that seemed to fill every inch of his perception. The glasses on his nose pushed up against his brow, casting light in a shine across them. The rustle caught dead through attuned hearing, movement in the brush that alluded to other occupants. Finding not only a very familiar Sewallus but his wife in tow. A welcome intervention to plans already made, the man would offer a smile and a wave. "Take it that means someone's after the kin

Yep, level 34, Paragon 76

Thread Closure: Final EXP Reward (No Guild/No Farm) | 100% {Base} + 190% {Assist} - 66% {1/3 posts required} = 224% Jibae | [Word Count: 20851/5 = 4170.2] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 2.24] = 18682 EXP, 1*Mon Raidou | [Word Count: 20851/5 = 4170.2] * [True Tier: 18] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 2.39] = 179402 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 26910 col, 1*Mon Sestuna | [Word Count: 20851/5 = 4170.2] * [True Tier: 11] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 2.39] = 109635 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 16445 col, 1*Mon Kasumi | [Word Count: 20851/5 = 4170.2] *

Character Inspirations List (will be updated as I remember more): Raidou | Sherlock Holmes (Book/Movie Character), William Shakespeare (Author), Sun Tzu's: The Art of War (Historical Works), Venom (Marvel Comics), Dark Knight Class (Final Fantasy), Light Yagami (Death Note), Battlemaster (DnD Subclass), Time Mage (FF tactics), Zarathos (Marvel Comics), Mugen Tenshin (Dead or Alive), Strict House/Clan (Japanese Troupe), Heir (Troupe) Eruda | Chii (Chobits), Aryan (Germanic Genetic Thing), Lightning (FF 13) Freya | Freya (Chobits), Aryan (Germanic Genetic Thing), Sorrow (Emotion) Sets

Fixed the goofs, cleaned up formatting. Approved as is with type roll correction given.

Purchased | Cluster of Stars | [3 Mon] | [250919a] Changes the type of an item as long as its enhancements are applicable to its new type.

Given to @Mari 245931, Demonic T4 Crate {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} Name: Regretful Memories - Draught of the Pink PK'er Profession: Alchemist Rank: 10 Roll ID: 245931 Roll Result: Item Type: Crate Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Damage 3, Mitigation 1

8/17/25 {Crate Fusion} 245926, Perfect T4 Potion, (CD:11+1, LD: 1) [Titan's Strength] + Demonic Scale -> Demonic T4 Potion {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} + 245931, Perfect T4 Potion, (CD:10+1, LD: 8) [Titan's Strength] + Demonic Scale -> Demonic T4 Potion {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} + Nametag = 245931, Demonic T4 Crate {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} Name: Regretful Memories - Draught of the Pink PK'er Profession: Alchemist Rank: 10 Roll ID:

8/17/25 (Fusions Only) 245926, Perfect T4 Potion, (CD:11+1, LD: 1) [Titan's Strength] + Demonic Scale -> Demonic T4 Potion {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} + 245931, Perfect T4 Potion, (CD:10+1, LD: 8) [Titan's Strength] + Demonic Scale -> Demonic T4 Potion {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} + Nametag = 245931, Demonic T4 Crate {Damage 3, Mitigation 1} Name: Regretful Memories - Draught of the Pink PK'er Profession: Alchemist Rank: 10 Roll ID: 24593

Outside of the villa he'd purchased in Aradennia, the long unkempt garden bled out across the wrought iron gate. Robe wasn't on him, and the glasses on his face reflected readily the mid day sun into white shields over his eyes. Adjusting his gloves the man would start to wade his way into the overgrown mass of vegetation. Toward the base of the plants, his hands move to start breaking roots and vines. Little by little with sharp tugs and a little strain, Raidou clipped back and worked away diligently at that garden. The man could easily afford to have someone else do this, it realistically wo

Raidou would continue to add things to the pan, stirring lightly with a wooden spoon bringing everything to a broil. After a few minutes he can peg the girl wandering down the stairs, having changed clothes to accent an occasion. A questionable choice to be certain, but perhaps she just didn't want to wear the paint laden attire any further, so the nomad wouldn't read into it too deeply. Another sprinkle of salt as to what the recipe called, down to the exact grain. The soft thrumming of keys has the man listen in, finding that she'd developed quite a bit since his lesson. Her response confirm