Raidou

Thread Closure: Raidou | [Word Count: 8178/5 = 1635.6] * [True Tier: 21] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 36065 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 5409 col Aeva | [Word Count: 8178/5 = 1635.6] * [True Tier: 1] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1] = 1636 EXP

A tightening grip proved all the nomad needed to know, evidence that the cure administered had done what he'd hoped it would. "I know, its a lot to take in. Its better to learn now that discover it piecemeal out there." He spoke with a nod of his head in a tilt toward the slightly open window. "Or worse, make a mistake you wont get the chance to make another of." He slides his hands free from hers, tapping her twice on the top of her hand. "This will be rather 'warm' like a fever, but its nothing compared to what you've been through." Raidou smiles as he moves to the shelving off to the left,

Her health teetering and the exhaustion lingered in every exhale. The words that she managed out were weak and riddled with despair. So thick the wanderer could taste it and it left a sour knot in the back of his throat. "A very good question, as to why this happened or why it continues. What a government of any country is doing to put a stop to this. Its been radio silence." The man offered a brush of a tear from her eye as he'd lower her arm to rest in her lap, affirming the robe as makeshift blanket to stave off the cold as reality sunk in. "Too long." Raidou expressed with a push of the gl

"Quickly?" The man could start to get the sense of underlying panic. "Aeva, breathe." Raidou reaches out and takes her hand firmly in his own, enough to cut through the lack of feeling in it. "I'm afraid you are trapped in here, like we all are. The game was a trap, the log out button in your HUD does not work." A sharp level of truth matched with an affirmation of concern. "Drink, otherwise you'll end back up under." Spoken with a resolute reality but can tell that she is struggling to understand. "There is no escape yet, but there are a number of players trying to push toward an exit. The ga

A weary morning droned on to the tune of birds beyond the window pane. Cold air caused the candles to flicker and dance with its call, as papers moved lightly to match. The bubbling tools of an alchemist continued to speak against flames of their own, as even more supplies had been made and bottled. A drooping head of a man pushed to the edge of exhaustion, across a week of very brief and spotty sleep. A record on a clip board sat clutched between two hands, limply sitting in his lap. On the floor with his legs folded, shoulders pressed against the side of his counter. His head of brown hair d

A burner springs to life with the turn of a dial, causing the water within the retort above it to begin to boil. Another spun as steam begins to gather, all the while the faintest of breaths are squeezed out of nigh deadened blackened lips. It dances on his skin as it does, like a heartbeat its made known and kept track of. A shove of glass ware from a table sees it shatter across the floor, as papers skitter through the air falling like leaves. A twist of his foot shoves a chair out from underneath it, and grabbing a leg its pulled in a squeal across the wooden floor. Those glass shards crunc

I can hear you sweet dreamer, allow me to wake you from this nightmare. To end your suffering, to end eternity. Another standard walk through the castles largest disk, to which all manner of player had continued unending to greet mornings all the same. A nigh uncountable drove of them running to and from spots within the fields, breaking from the beaten dirt pathways that ran astray from large stone walls. A network of roads that broke up fields of emerald green, the serenity intermingled with yelling and laughter as low level players cashed in on even lower level monsters. A local legend

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Approved, Welcome to Aincrad

The man was tempered to silence as the play began, with Destin on his right and his wife on his left cutting two halves of himself down the center. The play was ran elegantly and rhythmically from the NPC destined to perform it, and it made Raidou wonder if any players had ever found the interest in joining them on stage. An actor in a play among peers of different composition, a union that made light the differences and bound them together. Much like the topic of the play, albeit tinted less of romance but of hardship and comradery. Minutes turned quickly to an hour, and the man for once allo

A message rings through signifying an arrival, and with a tap of his finger the message expands to claim a portion of his view. A quote from Romeo and Juliet, an interesting and somewhat pertinent to the evenings plans. She really had dug through the library and rows of books he held at home, in one of the only populated rooms in contrast to the numerous others that were left bare and untouched. Another stroke of his finger would allow that box to close, choosing instead to seek the girl out. Rounding the center fountain he'd catch the girl in something nice, as requested but not too formal. A

A cold midsummers night dream, where reality and imagination dance upon the night sky becoming intertwined and indistinguishable. Where prayers can be made real, and logic and reason can become distorted. The wanderer sat wistful and hopeful beneath a star filled sky. His red robe absent, errands long since complete. No glasses allowing his amber eyes in that kindled and rich shade to be allowed free from shields. It was a long time coming, to provide himself the freedoms of such simple enjoyment. Through his head racked the ripple, as innumerable faces and voices played back unending.

Thread Closure: Eruda | [Word Count: 5099/5 = 1019.8] * [True Tier: 12] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.15] = 14073 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2110 col, 1*Mon Raidou | [Word Count: 5099/5 = 1019.8] * [True Tier: 19] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.15] = 22283 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 3342 col, 1*Mon Mari | [Word Count: 5099/5 = 1019.8] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.12] = 15990 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2398 col, 1*Mon Guild Treasurer (Firm Anima/Simmone): 2 Guild Tokens [Eruda/Raidou]

Thread Closure: Lancaster | [Word Count: 12127/5 = 2425.4] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.1] = 16008 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2401 col Mari | [Word Count: 12127/5 = 2425.4] * [True Tier: 15] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.12] = 40747 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 6112 col Raidou | [Word Count: 12127/5 = 2425.4] * [True Tier: 19] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.15] = 52995 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 7949 col

"Maybe, and there is something to be said with his identity being what it is now and how much danger it would bring if he did not expect conflict." The man milled about the subject, knowing full well that using the distillation of shadow also came with it a new façade to hide beneath. Else all it would do is weaken the defenses of the person who was indoctrinated. A statement no true and yet given the circumstances wasn't relevant to bring up. The nomad would let that dog lay. "I am however pleased to know that you were able to see something I couldn't." The man stilled staring miles into his

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [2/5] “One left guys, hang in there” he would announce as he pulled the last map out of his inner pocket. Shattering the parchment in his hand, all of them spawn in a lump sum. Right then before any of them could get their bearings, Raidou pivots and raises his blade. Slamming down against the biggest dude in the bunch, he would shatter part of the armor off the shoulder blade. The guy's eyes would jerk toward Raidou and all that he does is push up his frames. “Welcome, time to meet your end” said as a sarcastic comment. Their attention was drawn

Standard Recovery +4 EN, New Round -> New Turn Order As they would try to army crawl away, it fit because they were dressed as soldiers. In any real environment this was one of their training techniques. He knows this from previous content that was ready, that seemed like a lifetime ago. For their own sake, he would put them out of their misery. Slamming his large heavy blade against the humanoid back cutting them clean in half. Pulling out another map from his inner coat pocket, his cousin would find her way over to grab it. The thing in front of them bursted into nothing. “Is it just

Standard Recovery +4 EN, New Round -> New Turn Order Holding her lightly with a palm on her head for comfort. “No need to apologize Ru, I’m here” said softly as he felt her take a breath before darting off into the shadows again. A smile shows on the corner of his lips as his eyes turn back toward the creature that has seemed to have given up already. Taking that large sword of his as he brings it down with a massive amount of force. The beast's mouth opens wide but nothing comes out. That was a bit unique, it was like Sam had made the creature mute with a single shot to the throat. Th

“Yeah maybe” saying as he pulls his blade up against his right shoulder blade. In one swift movement he would push himself forward. Thrusting his blade into the exposed belly, jerking it up and back down onto the creature. Tearing through the beast's defenses like it was nothing to really worry about. In a real way it kinda looked pathetic just laying there, helpless. With a single finger he would push his frames up the bridge of his nose. To be honest he remembers this being harder. Back in the day when the system would only allow a group of four to be present and they were doing very little

Patting the other side of the bed, feeling nothing he would open his eyes and turn. Hearing clattering downstairs he would smile. For once he was not the one up first. Tossing his feet down to the cold ground, setting a black pair of slippers on, his feet would patter against the marble floor. Seeing Eruda in the kitchen and plates with pancakes that had raspberries that made a smiley face on the bread. Eating the last bite of his breakfast and sipping the last of his tea. Their HUDs would ping, “You staying here again?” Asking as he would help with the dishes. His soon to be wife would

Thread Closure (Oh Boy): Sam | [Word Count: 4672/5 = 934.4] * [True Tier: 11] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.4] = 14390 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2158 col, 1*Mon Raidou | [Word Count: 4672/5 = 934.4] * [True Tier: 20] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.3] = 24294 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 3644 col, 1*Mon Setsuna | [Word Count: 4672/5 = 934.4] * [True Tier: 12] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.4] = 15698 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2354 col, 1*Mon Simmone | [Word Count: 4672/5 = 934.4] * [True Tier: 11] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.4] = 14390 EXP, Laurel Wrea

Standard Recovery +4 EN Giving Ruri the okay to go home if she wanted to, this was just about done anyway. Griswold was holding strong against the creatures. Coming up from behind the large man, he would stab right into the larger monster. Using his foot as an anchor, he would pull out and slam down quickly causing the creature to tumble backwards. Glancing to the man’s health once more before pushing his focus to the two remaining enemies. This was nearing toward the end and even Nisahime knew that she was staring just like he was, probably trying to figure which combination of weapons s

Thread Closure {Fuckin' Here we GO WEEE!} EXP formula: 100% {Base} + 220% {Assist System} = 320% [aka 3.2] x Page Requirement [Player Post Count / Required Post Count per completed page {18}] = Subtotal x {Guild Rank + Mega Slime Farm} = Final amount Jibae | [Word Count: 54950/5 = 10990] * [True Tier: 3] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 3.2] = 105504 x {3/18} = 17584 x 1.05 {Guild Rank 5} = 18463 EXP, 1*Mon Raidou | [Word Count: 54950/5 = 10990] * [True Tier: 19] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 3.2] = 668192 x {3/18} = 111365 x 1.15 {Guild Rank 5 & Mega Slime

Carefully gazing down at the photo, it was really picture perfect. Tracing a finger down the light blue dress, it was the one that Eruda had worn on their first real date. The one where they both stayed and the magical day in the forest. They had both come a very long way from that time. A single memory from the past captured on a piece of parchment. He would smile and take her advice. Thunder could already be heard rumbling in the sky above. Rolling the page up, he would need to get a frame, something with a nice wood or metal. Maybe a white oak to match the interior of their house that they

For the first time in a very long time, Raidou was speechless so instead he would evaluate her. He remembers this woman now, he had always seen her in passing in the Town of Beginnings. She always holds a drawing pad, to him that meant to him that she might be an artist of sorts. The question of being good or not was irrelevant to him. The way that she sat while drawing was interesting, it was like she was enjoying herself a little too much. The way she spoke, she knew what she wanted, almost demanding, nervousness was not on her mind. More like confidant in what she did or was doing. Th