Raidou

The message sent would be received, leaving the nomad in red to plan an excursion into the new floor. Half of any battle in Aincrad was won before a sword was drawn, and that came through knowledge. The newly opened floor left much to explore, learn and understand. The flash of a warp gate sees him entering the town, stepping down from the warp gate and scanning the sights. A sonar like pulse as his eyes become bloomed in green, a stark contrast to his usual orange. Conversations pour in like a droning, his perceptions dialed up strong enough to pick them out as if spoken feet from him. The gl

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Charge Refreshed, Concentration CD [3/5] Raidou would begin to breathe deep, shoring his coming exhaustion away as his weapon is supercharged again by another focal in the playing music. Whereas before Shiina wasn't really capable of repeating it, this seemed drastically more constant. The gates seemed to be tapering, and as the port cullis fell it was a small acknowledgement that things were coming to an end. "This is it." Raidou remarks toward his team, using his left hand to point at one of them as they fell. "They've ran out of men. F

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Charge CD [2/3], Concentration CD [2/5] Raidou looked on as Kasumi and Eruda held the new militia at bay. His cousin held a good idea all her own, a meld of minds between them in a sense had him pick apart her reasoning without a word. She aims to soften them up, Good idea. Raidou silently worshiped his cousins critical thinking, choosing to double down on her gambit. His weapon becomes ablaze in a dark blue outline, and with a depletion of his stamina the system was primed to fire. With a slight ding, the nomad screams through the field

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN The wave of potent power catches the nomad off guard, his senses immediately trying to seek out the source. He assumed it a potential threat, and yet finding only a dim set of white eyes and a song to greet him as his HUD started going haywire. "Shiina?" The man remarks as enemies start to drop to their knees in writhing agony, and the tremors under his feet left him with a faltering confidence. For how long has the girl been hiding something so potent, something so crushing? The swordsman looks to his blade, struggling to get his sword ar

*New Round, New Turn Order Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Charge CD [2/3] The swordsman was primed with Eruda pulling aggro from the Rhino. The thing was bathed in her flames, and the storm rumbled overhead. Raidou releases Ruri's arm, running his hand onto her head like an older brother causing the girl to jab him once in the chest in disapproval. "What can I say, I try very hard to be wrong sometimes." He remarks with a grin, pushing his glasses up his nose. The blink of lavender color proves Kasumi was ripe to strike, and it sets Raidou into a bout of seriousness

9/11/25 - Easier this way 180431, T1/Perfect/Light Armor {Setsuna} | Woodsman's Leather Guard | Mitigation 1, Recovery 2 Description: Functional leather armor designed to serve without embellishments. Full set of greaves, cuirass, bracers and one pauldron for the left shoulder. Thickened around vitals, this armor is meant to protect against blows while trying to keep restriction of movement low. This armor is basic without sacrificing performance, and has been reinforced to help the wearer recover stamina. Armor comes with a cloak. 198298, T1/Perfect/Trinket {Kasumi} + 1 Demonic

A glance to Ruri as the coliseum devolved into a controlled hysteria. The attacks like thunder, the silence that made up the space between like a void. The man cannot help but smile toward the girl, expressing a sense of safety and control. "If you need guidance." As if right on queue a comment from Kasumi affirms what he was trying to convey. "That is what a captain is for. You can do this." His attentions lock to Kasumi as his weapon is ripped from its sheathe. A roaring burst of dark blue outlines that slant of steel, as Raidou's posture moves poised to attack. "Prepare for a heavy hit, I'l

"Whats the house called? Yeah Raidou wouldn't give it some special name. Its house" Approved

The man smiles gently, finding Ruri's early risen outrage to be endearing. Raidou had caught her slide something behind her back, and that interest in the guilds work was an entirely new one. The fact was Ruri was more reclusive then most, and he'd been waiting for her to ask or show interest in branching out for quite some time. To the table he'd scan down, brushing it with his hand. The distraction works, causing the bluenette to lean in and drawing her attention. A flick sees the paper snagged from her hands, causing her to twist and pound on his chest. "Piasuhon eh? I suppose we can manage

9/10/25 - for the sake of simplicity: Setsuna 190574, T4/Perfect/Cloth Armor + 1 Demonic Shard: Time Worn Cloth Cover | Evasion 2, Recovery 2 Kasumi 190962, T4/Perfect/Trinket + 1 Demonic Shard: Degraded Symbol of the Hoya | Accuracy 3, Evasion 1 Demonic Shard x2 sent via Simmone

Standard Recovery +2 EN The swordsman looks on as the final enemy cracks and breaks, and with tensions on high the man and the rest of the party inspect the field. Waiting for something else to climb up out of the metaphorical wood work. Mt. Stygian continues to bubble and brew, spilling forth escapes of sulfur and brimstone. A silence washes over the battlefield, showing them all that after all this conflict the system had finally ran out. Its attempts on their lives had dwindled, either through regret or being discouraged. They were all seemingly far too tough for such trivial creatures

*Combat Ends, Rhino's Horn/Well Rested/Troll's Blood Reset With the last of that dungeon taken care of, the figure explodes into an icy mess that melts and shatters the moment it touches the ground. A small breath escapes from his lips with yet another map being pulled out of his inner robe pocket. “Last one guys, keep it up” the man expresses as he grips the parchment in both hands. The environment shifted slightly once more, but this time large masses could be seen in the distance and notice the group instantly. “Get ready, they're coming” saying as he pushes his glasses up the bridge o

Nisahime misses the smaller one and Setsuna sliced through the big one like butter. Its health plummets into nothing as shards of ice explode outward before turning into tiny fragments that sprinkle down around them. Like he thought before, even with the lower stats this was not going to be an issue at all. Even his team's energy was doing okay, at least for now. One creature still remained, he would raise his sword up and slam the point into the ground causing a fissure of lightning to burrow where it stood. Sparks around the flaming bird before nothing, he knew it wouldn’t take much for it t

*Combat ended, Rhino's Horn/Well Rested reset. White icy mist lingers while chill permeates down his spine. Setsuna had done a fine job of finishing the Phoenix. It shattered from the popsicle that it laid dormant in for some time. The thread was over but not for long. Pulling out a dungeon map, it would be most efficient with this many people here. The quest that was taken from the guild hall chimes upon everyone HUD upon the field boss dying. With a very small break, he would open the map as the environment around them would change ever so slightly. This was going to be one of many

Recharging: Laboratory {Firm Anima} Bureau II {Firm Anima} Library {Firm Anima} Cost: 3 Tokens {Simmone}

The man would halt from his inspection of vials as Maru stood idle waiting for his approval. Held by the upper neck, he'd offer it back to the NPC allowing it to continue up to the vault. Celeste wasn't exactly a common body to see within the halls of the guild, normally wrapped up in her own power struggle on floor 26. The floor was in turmoil after the loss of both figure heads, and Celeste and Vexx were fighting for control over the cities. An amicable goal that the wanderer was glad he didn't need to involve himself in. "Sure." The man offers with a simple agreement and a smile toward the

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Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | ID: 252292, CD: 3 (No Proc) With the enemy forces being driven to pieces by the group, the short trip was being clipped ever shorter. The man glances up the tower, strolling across the field and using a single well placed kick to knock down the door. "Behind that cabinet." Raidou mutters plainly with a point with his eyes lit up green, having already detected where she had stashed the goods. A ring of his blade up toward the rafters cold clocks one of the primates straight up into the ceiling causing it to flatten out on it. The others are dragged along

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | ID: 252292, CD: 3 (No Proc) The slow steps of the nomad as he'd move on the diameter to cut off the charging beast. Auric Sunlight surges with intent as its lifted in a spin, like a batter coming to plate. The man pushes against the lenses on his nose sending a white reflection to shield his eyes. His stance widens as the beast continues following the rounded wall. The blade comes up and takes to a 45 degree tilt, vibrant in a deep blue. Raidou steeled himself as the gap would begin to close. 20 ft. 15 ft. 10 ft. 5, 4.... Within the final foot his skill

As the other players start their assault, Raidou evaluates the battlefield like a cold tactician. Movements analyzed, states and positioning of the other players weighed like a general or a player moving chess pieces. The blade held low on his right side, looking for the opportune moment to strike. Piasuhon stirs, sizing up its target as inner algorithm began to decipher and choose who it could strike at effectively. Its sights set on Simmone, and with its massive frame moving to turn it would aim to make good on its intention. Feet begin to gain speed and pace, the ground being stomped flat w

The wanderer was already in the process of being swept to the witch's castle when a sudden message has his attentions pulled away. The army of flying primates are ignored and battered with dismissive slices of his weapon, as his left hand orchestrates his menu to read the contents of Freya's invite. The irony wasn't lost on him, and with a reach to the stone that dangled from his neck his motives would become clear. The necklace begins to glow in a cerulean blue as its held in his palm, and with a muttered phrase he is cast downward two floors below. In the mouth of the arena that he'd been in

Still feels weird. Whatever man Duality (1) | 252280 Choose one of the following effects: +30 MIT, -3 DMG or +3 DMG, -30 MIT. These effects stack with other buffs.

*New Round, New Turn Order Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +61 HP, Recovery/VD | ID: 251943 | CD: 5 (No Proc), Inspiring {Raidou} +6 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN The wanderer found his prime opportunity, now that the others had entered the fray. Hell hounds exit pools of magma, darting around corners at the call of Cerberus in its wounded state. But what it would find is the red clad swordsman ready to halt their advance. A charged and violent yet calculated slam of his blade within their path sees electricity discharged and jump between them in a chain, sending them floundering

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +61 HP, Recovery/VD | ID: 251943 | CD: 5 (No Proc), Inspiring {Raidou} +6 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN With the massive hound finally gracing the field, Raidou's resolve tightens and his stance takes to a more relaxed calm. The throes of combat were already underway, and sizing up his opponents carefully he decides to not over extend despite the blessing from Shiina. A rocketing red tapestry would convey the man leaping right into the fray. A single sharp slice carves off a nice chunk of digital flesh, exposing the void like wireframe beneath its co

*New Round, New Rotation/Turn Order Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +61 HP, Recovery/VD | ID: 251943 | CD: 5 (No Proc), Inspiring {Raidou} +6 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN A wounded and scorned foe, licked heavily by the blondes azure flames. The beast was on its last legs, and given its crawl it was obvious that it was only by a thread. The wanderer's blade turns, drawing up his weapon in a reverse grip as air finds his palm. Auric becomes alight with the nomad's intentions, vibrating angrily as the system obliges his requests to put the final bullet point in this objective. The