Raidou

The clicking of heels would beat across white stonework, wide streets where all manner of players would continue to rush along down the pathways toward shops and stalls. The air smelled of coffee and tea, of bread and pastries as a somber wind would cause the folds upon pinstripe umbrellas attached to white top tables to stir. The gentle tap of cups upon china, as all manners of patrons would grace the outside platforms. At hurried paces, waitresses in yellow dresses adorned with tan aprons would slide to each party and collect orders upon notepads before rushing off or be wandering out with l

Thread Closure: Nisahime | [Word Count: 12469/10 = 1246.9] * [True Tier: 7] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 5499 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 824 col Raidou | [Word Count: 12469/10 = 1246.9] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.36] = 11870 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1780 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 12469/10 = 1246.9] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 7070 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1060 col Simmone | [Word Count: 12469/10 = 1246.9] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 6284 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 942 col Shiina | [Word Count: 12469/10

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Battle Healing +48 HP, VD & Recovery | 235459, CD: 7 (+8 EN) The swordsman catches the creature in its rampant fumble brought about by Kasumi, Celeste had the adds handled. A quick pair of slashes followed by a planting of his blade, would sheer the thing and stop it dead. Auric Sunlight sat ruthlessly handle up from the floor, as if in a pedestal. However it was pierced into the floor below, through the ribcage of the creature who feared the light. A tap of the handle would see the blade glow, and with it the creature starts to smoke. Th

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Battle Healing +48 HP, VD & Recovery | 235453, CD: 4 (No Proc) The swordsman in his film of red looks down at the bolstered blade in his hand, adjusting his lenses with his left. "Checkmate" the man murmurs, dropping a stone out of his pocket. A familiar fragment, to which he tosses. The true light lantern rips to life filling the room with light. In that flare of white the creatures scream in agony, proving that the light was their undoing. Raidou appears within that flash and offers a few precise swipes at high speeds, cutting pieces of

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235442, CD: 6 (No Proc) Raidou is last into the room and scans the field. Analyzing his positioning and his foes, finding the largest to always be the ticket. Nisahime was lifting some lid, Celeste had the stragglers contained as she kept cutting them down. The twin skeletal knights sporting piecemeal armor would have to wait. Right into the thick of it, with his left arm he jabs it into the creature before adjusting back and allowing his weapon to cleave off some of that robe. A spray of black causes him to cough and clutch his th

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235426, CD: 9 (+8 EN) Raidou turns to Simmone and pays her a nod, despite his reluctance there were bigger fish to fry. Simmone should be able to handle herself long enough to try and deal with this mess. Breaking to Kasumi as she'd leap free, a glance to Celeste checking her distance. Good, the thought raced through the nomads head as his weapon would ring out in a sharp streak of electricity as the very nerves in his right arm burned. That blade of his would quickly be rotated, in a reverse grip. It lights bright in a dark blue o

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235414, CD: 1 (No Proc) A turn at blinding speeds, the swordsman readily adapts to the change in foe. His weapon finds itself into a sweep, allowing air to reach his palms and affirm his grip. His left finds his lenses, securing them on his nose with a quick tap as he'd kneel low in a hunched runners pose, the blade held off to his right. The robe flapping would be the obvious giveaway, as the man transitions into a red blur. A rip of blue light causes the gold blade to whine as he'd rake the enemies in a graceful show of finesse.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235401, CD: 12 (+8 EN) Raidou was already making his way in that direction knowing that his team were fully capable of putting the other creatures down. What he wanted to see was what Nisahime did with this beast the moment they put it down. Very curious to know how she pulled out Sam's weapon or was Sam only borrowing it. Was that what strength they got from the woman when they signed that contract? Walking the white dragon that was plastered on the ground like a silver platter waiting to be taken. Pink petals floating down giving indication that Kasum

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235381, CD: 10 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Hearing the sand stir behind him, the sound of tiny taps were heading toward him. Glancing over seeing the crabs making their way slowly this way. When they get close enough he just drops his sword on them. They were not worth more movement than that. Eyes meet Nisahime’s as he pulls a wrapped up paper out of his inner coat pocket. Raidou heard the woman's words. After seeing Shiina speaking to her, he would wonder if she had convinced the woman to impose something different. Regardless, this was what he wanted.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235365, CD: 5 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} Pivoting his blade, slamming in against the ground causing a fissure with large amounts of tiny lightning lines drawing toward the creatures. This sends them flying in every which way direction with a POP. Seeing a few more, they were heading to Shiina. Raidou knew that the girl could take care of herself. That armor of hers does well at protecting her frame. Glancing around now, it seemed as though Nisahime was slowly wrapping around the group now. Her face was blank, but it was possible that she was thinking, t

Seeing Celeste get pushed down, it made him furious. After blocking this last attack, his feet shift and the blade turns. Smashing against the creature's shell with full force, you could see small strings of lightning against its flesh as it fell flat to the ground. Glancing back to Celeste he'd ask “Are you alright?” A simple nod from the woman who was already back on her feet. The creature was having trouble getting up from the impact. Its top main armor piece was dented inward and it was probably going to be causing some pain the moment it started getting up and moving around. Eyes find Nis

Laying in bed of their new home. Birds could be heard just outside the window as a soft light would glow on the pure white sheets. Eruda was still sleeping soundly, bringing a gentle hand to her face lightly pushing a strand of blond hair around her ear. Pressing his lips against her forehead ever so softly as to not wake her. Was a bit sad that he couldn’t stay, there was still much to be done. Getting out of the sheets, cold feet against the marble tiles. Raidou would have a cup of tea later, he wanted to get this done and over with so that he could come home. Arriving on the beach fron

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235335, CD: 5 (No Proc), Charge Refreshed The swordsman in red would rip away from Kasumi and follow into that sandstorm, the benefit of glasses proving more divine then most would expect. Eager to shut down the most dangerous foe on the field, as Celeste would send it flying. This causes the wanderer to change directions with his left hand used as a pivot point upon the slick stone floor, before bolting at an extreme pace and cleaving upward. Bolts of power ring out of his weapon as a blue trail is traced through the air, cleaving

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235328, CD:8 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed PH Free Action (System) | Random Dungeon Map | [226358b] -> T4 Dungeon (Depths of the Gilded Vault) Post Action | [x12] TECH-F (8 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 17 EN) Free Action | ID: 235324 | 4 + 7 - 1 = 10, Hit vs. Amber Construct #1 Dealing 312 - 60 = 252 Damage, [STUNNED] applied ID: 235325 | 7 + 7 - 1 = 13, Hit vs. Amber Construct #2 Dealing 312 - 60 = 252 Damage, [STUNNED] applied ID: 235326 | 1 + 7 - 1 = 7, Hit vs. Amber Construct #3 Dealing 312 - 60

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235270, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} From silence to absolute chaos. His party was already knee deep in waves of enemies, killing them but they are quickly replenished. His cousin manages to knock the largest among them from its horse, taking away its speed and height advantage, yet it doesn't stay down. Not in the slightest. As soon as it has the opportunity it tosses a small axe in its hand which the girl manages to avoid. But seconds afterward it redirects and comes back toward her, outside of her perception. The nomad in re

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235249, CD: 8 (+8 EN) The party had already set down upon the foe with such a ripe display of violence, and Raidou was no stranger to it. Giving chase to the ogre as it flail around trying to halt its tumble, the red robe upon the swordsman's back would be a sharp pinpoint of his location as it fluttered angrily under his speed. A high pitched whir as he matched its movement, casting a bluish glow upon that gold blade. Ugzeke stops dead, and tries to pick itself off the ground. His skin starts to transition from its pale grey to a

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235235, CD: 7 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Raidou would become aware of the creatures that Nisahime points out, a glare casting over the lenses on his brow. The daylight causing them to become mirrors as it bounces off, shielding his eyes from view. A blazing rip of his weapon clean from its scabbard would see it gleam in a gold colored flash, as the solarite blade screams out in rebuttal. A turn on his heel sees him twist into a runners pose, kneeling low and allowing his speed based skills to carry him toward his opponent quite read

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235214, CD: 11 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} The nomad would look to his cousin and offer her a gentle nod, adjusting the lenses sitting on his nose. A weapon in his hands would turn and find itself behind his right shoulder. Offered to a scabbard that sat eagerly awaiting for its usage on his back. It quickly finds itself hidden in his robe, as the man would start to take a center stroll down the length of the beach. Eyes peeled, he'd catch the smallest rustle of sand. A whistle and a point toward the space, Raidou would start to slowl

Roaring into combat like a bat out of hell, Raidou leaves Nisahime standing where she resides. Within mere moments the man would draw his blade and raise it to the heavens, calling the storm down upon his steel. Seconds later its dropped like a hammer into an awaiting victim and bounces between four legs like a lightning rod. The thing would jerk violently and start to fumble and fall rather abruptly. A flourish once the swing is completed, his robe stirring angrily as a result. The man redirects his posture, twirling his blade as he'd move more toward the flat of his feet. The crab flips out

The soft crunch of sand beneath his feet as he'd grace this beach once more. The nomad had taken on this task numerous times so far and there was likely more to come. From what he had managed to piece together, this place seems like a waypoint to which the woman in white could breach through into unknown locations. That was her strange fixation with this place in particular, now as to why that this was the case Raidou would assume that she'd never share it with him. The woman was a steel trap, unwilling to share beyond the bare minimum. A fact that he'd share readily with her, need to know inf

Hello fellow Aincrad Residents, back around again to approach a new form of 'raid' content. These will take the shape of NIGHTMARE. Now you may wondering what that is, allow me to explain. NIGHTMARE are old floor bosses repurposed to create very hard content for players to really feel in danger. This is an answer to a lot of the community not wanting real difficulty in standard content, but inversely a desire for actual danger by some. Instead of global changes that effect all players, by creating these special raids for the minority we can have the best of both worlds! <<NIGHTMARE&

A flash of the warp gate would bring the man back to this strange chamber, allowing him again to peruse what it had to offer. That gleaming hall of gold so much to the point of eccentricity. Every step would echo off the walls, pronouncing the empty space and further validating its emptiness. To the receptacle again sat numerous items, and the nomads prior sample proved nothing. It was virtually similar. However, Raidou would see value in a confirmation. To the stone that sat upon a stone pedestal, eyeing carefully the statues on each side sporting poleaxes and shields. A deep slate color armo

Here's my loose interpretation: 1. Availability, not everyone wants to risk their neck given frontline fights are dangerous and even if most wanted to not more then the ones present are strong enough to participate 2. As far as I know, there is no way to see the username of a player without them being in your friends list or party. 3. Any that have blue flames on its perimeter, which if you look was the gleam eyes fight and canonically should also be where Sachi died. 4. Harassment as far as I know are any sort of physical altercation, like pick pocketing or punching someon

Thread Closure Nisahime | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2637 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 395 col Raidou | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 6154 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 923 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3516 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 527 col Simmone | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3516 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 527 col Gaius | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [Tr

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +46 HP, Recovery | 234736, CD: 10 (+8 EN) Raidou rips his weapon up toward the sky and with that gesture, a storm brews. Lightning would dance around in its white overcast, yellow flashes that forecast what was soon to come. A bolt screams out once its focused down upon that raised steel, casting a shadow over Raidou's face as its lost in the light produced. A turn of his body would see his left arm lance out, and in his best scorpion impression a set of three tendrils of black would fire out from beneath his robe sleeve. Latching upon the phantoms