Raidou

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

In that same exorbitant speed to which most present had likely become familiar with, a streak of red blurred and audible through the frenetic flapping of a robe on his back. The gold colored blade in his hand swells with energy, a faint outline of dark blue that rims it with a contrasted color. A flash of electricity springs from his hand through the handle, jumping down to the point and back conveying a charge of a skill and with a pivot of his heel he drops it like a hammer in a wide overhead swing. It collides with the asphalt and obsidian, sending waves of forked lightning in a thunderous

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