Griswold

At the base of Mount Stylahm, the ravine beneath it where most players did not tread. Flowing magma around every corner, bursting from the seams between the stone faces and giving a rather uninviting look about the place. Within that recess lay a large stone 'door' in the shape of a boulder shifted in front of a small hobble carved out from the base of the volcano. Inside the heat was a lot more bearable but still a little uncomfortable when to compared to a more temperate floor. The ringing of a hammer striking on repeat fills the carved out chamber. Atop an anvil lays a slant of steel glowin

The column of man wanders in from the brush looking forward to todays encounter. But what the guy is greeted with isn't a huge battlefield with crab genocide, but instead a potluck where a huge swath of players are gathered around a big cooking pot. A tilt of the mans head as he removes the plate helmet from his shoulders, allowing the air to hit his face and quench the slightly boiled skin beneath it. Removing the rest of his plating the man transitions into a pair of longer shorts, accepting the welcome change of pace from all the constant combat. Scanning the beach, Griswold manages to

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It was early, the heat around him threatened to burn off anything that it could. Each connection with his hammer drops a stone or an ore, whichever the game decides to give at the moment. With each plain rock he picks it up and tosses it to his walking furnace. When the boulder breaks he moves on to the next. Adding to his stock a few prized iron and copper chunks, they both made for a great base for most weapons unless of course they demand something specific. At that point he would have to go searching for that specific brand of material. Today was not one of those days though. It was about

7/8/25 (Sent via Simmone) Evaluated T4 Perfect 199283a (Static 1, Fallen 1, Holy 1) pending another component + Name: Warden's Fury Profession: N/A Rank: N/A ID: N/A Roll: N/A Item Type: Katana Tier: Tierless (Fixed this) Quality: Perfect Enhancements: 1 Slot Absolute Accuracy, 2 Slots Paralyze Description: Post Link: Dropped Here, Acquired Here & Converted to Katana Here + 1 Gleaming Scale, 1 Demonic Shard = Name: Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi - Masamune Profession: M

PH Evaluated T4 Perfect 199283a (Static 1, Fallen 1, Holy 1) pending another component + Name: Warden's Fury Profession: N/A Rank: N/A ID: N/A Roll: N/A Item Type: Katana Tier: Tierless (Fixed this) Quality: Perfect Enhancements: 1 Slot Absolute Accuracy, 2 Slots Paralyze Description: Post Link: Dropped Here, Acquired Here & Converted to Katana Here + 1 Gleaming Scale, 1 Demonic Shard = Name: Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi - Masamune Profession: Merchant Rank:

Beating his mallet against barricades, the iron nails driven into a panel that was since frozen closed to make a more permanent repair. "How much longer?" The smith would ask of the captain. A huff as he'd man handle another piece of complex into place, having to pay a glass knight an honest headbutt that makes his teeth grind together. It wasn't nearly as effective as a weapon but it did a fair enough job stunning his aggressor. The thing clatters to the floor before being ended rightly by the guardsman that surrounded him, jabbing it with spears and swords drawn. Shoving the panel in place w

The last into the now explosive encounter as the poor thing was being torn limb from limb, Griswold was on the older and more tired side. The poor thing was already being pummeled before the smith beaned it then shield bashed it to neutral, expecting his body to lock up like usual making it super difficult to maneuver around. But it doesn't, as if some fundamental restriction of the game had been undermined or the girl had rewrote it with just a simple guttural sound. What exactly was it that Shiina had done? None of the party really knew, but the fact was it was extraordinarily effective at a

The regal athenian style complexes of floor 17's settlement, clearly inspired by the glorified romances of Greece's mythos in all its magnificence. Off of a pad and down that white and refined stone, through a plaza practically barren outside of yellow cursors. The smith would take to the small board, finding this trip down memory lane to be both welcoming and a bit bittersweet. The thoughts of how long they had been in this game started to find themselves boiling to the surface. Grasping at the papers tacked to it, he'd find their query and tear it clean. Sending out an array of join requests

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational [Raidou] +2 EN, Inspirational [Gaius] +10 EN, Recovery | ?, CD: ? (No Proc) Seeing the small girl blaze past and go full surgeon on the creatures that Celeste pointed out, The smith assumed the matter handled. That was until he saw another pair slowly clamber out of the brush and start darting full speed toward the waters edge. Dropping his hammer, he'd grab the chain and begin to twirl it. A rip down and overhead would allow that mallet on tether to extend out and pile drive the remaining two into tiny driven nails. Pop Pop, they are squished as eas

6/25/25 Uneval'd Rolls being eval'd to store without enhancement/desc/name: 173391, T1/Perfect/Heavy Armor 180915, T1/Perfect/Heavy Armor 180922, T1/Perfect/Heavy Armor 180923, T1/Perfect/Heavy Armor 198310, T1/Perfect/Heavy Armor 181025, T2/Perfect/Heavy Armor 182591, T2/Perfect/Heavy Armor 182598, T2/Perfect/Heavy Armor 182603, T2/Perfect/Heavy Armor 182605, T2/Perfect/Heavy Armor 165404, T3/Perfect/Heavy Armor 165405, T3/Perfect/Heavy Armor 165406, T3/Perfect/Heavy Armor 165407, T3/Perfect/Heavy Armor 165408, T3/Perfect/Heavy Armor 190597, T4/P

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational [Raidou] +2 EN, Inspirational [Gaius] +10 EN, Recovery | ?, CD: ? (No Proc) Tapping his thicker hands together, the smith leans down to pick up his hammer. Reaching up he'd pull of his helmet and remove it. The air on his skin was nice, allowing a cool breeze to help alleviate the stuffiness of such armor. The smith attempts to tuck it under his right arm but drops it. The saddest crunch pops the moment it presumably hits the dirt. Glancing left and right, Griswold leans down and picks it up to find not one but two very smashed crab. Looking a little

In tune with the rest of his team, the smith springs into the opening created by Setsuna as the creature was still debilitated by the prior pair. The exposed flesh is impacted by the mountain of a man with chain of potent slams of a hammer, rattling something internally and making its legs curl. It wobbles and falls off to the side, its legs curling not unlike a spider. The smith retracts and the malus in his grasp spins as he flicks his wrist. The thing drops and dangles like a key on a keychain, as the mountain of a man latches on to the titanic crustacean with both hands. Offering it a foll

The large tower of a man was not nearly as subtle as some of his other companions, the striking dark blue plates of metal did well to catch every little stream of light. Gleaming as those streams would hit upon the plate armors polished surface. A heavy visage helmet to match, it would shield his entire body from view, allowing only the small slit on its front in a sharp edge for him to see through. He was quite the machine, a huge brick house sliding in out of the tree line with footfalls that sounded heavy enough to level a tree. The armor even had the gall to plink with each step, as the we

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational [Raidou] +2 EN, Inspirational [Gaius] +10 EN, Recovery | ?, CD: ? (No Proc), Charge Refreshed The creatures were still down, if he could do some real damage then they would have much less to take care of after these things were able to move again. He walks toward the limp things, towering over them. Tightening his grip on his hammer, pulling his arm back and quickly smashing his weapon against the top of each head, or atleast was supposed to be their head. Everytime they came to do crab stuff, there was always a different experience after. With the t