Griswold

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Gaius} +4 EN PH Post Action | [x12] TECH-D (12 - 2 [Stamina] = 10 EN) - Well Rested [1/3] = 9 EN ID: 254984 | 10 + 7 = 17, CD: 4 {ST-B Unavailable} | Major Crit + 2 vs. Kothun, King of the Nugget Dealing 300 - 140 = 160 Damage, Shatter 1 [1/3] applied 254985, MD: 2 + 3 - 2 = 3 -> Kothun, King of the Nugget vs Griswold {Missed} Players: Raidou | HP: 1104/1104 | EN: 114/134 | DMG: 36 | MIT:92 | ACC:7 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:5 | BH:61 | VAMP-D: 121 | LD:6 Gaius | HP: 1173/1173 | EN: 114/134 | DMG: 25 | MIT:147 | ACC:4 | EV

PH Quest Objective | Collect supplies from the Guild Vault based on where they will be delivered. [3/6], -10 EN <<Assist System Activated: Freya>> Level: 35 Paragon: 69 Tier: 4 True Tier: 11 Final EXP reward: +10% Active: Guild Rank 5: +5% Final EXP reward, +5% Final Col Reward CS: Strength of the Mountain Consumed: Broken Baker's Dozen: Gungir's Shard [175566c] Protein 2, Accuracy 2 | Demonic | T4 | Feast {Freya} [3/6] (ACC Filled) Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - Eva 2 | Vit 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [3/6] Illimitable Lemon Meringu

Standard Recovery +4 EN Again the party seemed to not miss a beat, especially with the serving that Kasumi was doing. Their team was operating like a well oiled machine, setting up the pins then knocking them down. Within mere moments of a fight beginning, most of the enemies were absolutely slaughtered. The smith could barely keep pace, and he couldn't decide if it was because of the armor or his age. The weapon pulled from behind him back into his hand, spinning the chain around his wrist. The guy picks up speed and drives that door sized slab of steel on his right arm against his would

Standard Recovery +4 EN With the deer dropped into the sand, the smith drops a small sigh of relief. Something about that thing gave him the heebie jeebies, it wasn't normal and it had to be an even weirder thought in Aincrad. It was weird even for the games standards. The moment the girl releases it and dusts herself off, the thing rolls twice and springs back to its feet. "The hell are you?" Griswold barks ripping that hammer on a chain back toward his right hand, lifting it up high and letting her rip. The thing beans the thing right in the dome, causing the eyes in its head to roll ba

Standard Recovery +4 EN Last out given he was an older coot, these kids really had a way of running circles around him. Without warning the young adults just rush away, causing the smith to sigh in exhaustion. More then likely that had some ulterior motive, and he was getting swept into it. That was proven fact the moment he caught up and saw things start to explode as he cleared the denser brush. A beach? The thought raced behind his tired brown eyes, pressing his helmet over his head. Enemies were getting torn limb from limb, all the while Raidou just stood there in that stoic way he no

His shoulder ached from a weird posture he'd slept in, and topped off with a morning of beating weapons straight on an anvil. It seemed that business was picking back up again, and the smith had to keep his forge hot to keep up with the demand. Even still, his morning drop offs had become a routine. All too often members lost a sword in the mud, broke them, or worse. Keeping ahead of that curve allowed the members to stay active, out there doing good for Aincrad. The stairs creek as he wanders up, bending under his hearty weight with each step. The longer hallways of the dormitory were somewha

Standard Recovery +4 EN Running after Celeste through the back streets toward the fools that tried to get their way but failed miserably. By the time he got there, the only thing left was the big dude. Griswold would tower him in height as he rushed toward him. His hammer began to glow bright orange, he would give a grin before brutally striking upward against the man’s chin. There was a crack in one of those bones, the smaller big dude would try swinging at the person that had a foot on him. With effort but no effect, Griswold brings his tower up to block the incoming attack. When there

Standard Recovery +4 EN Reaching the group, it took him a bit longer than he wanted to. It would help if the bandits were not so far from the last group but he couldn’t really control that. Seeing the target that someone had made, he would strike down hard against that X. The dude looks like he gets shocked as little lightning streaks coalesce over his body. He finally takes a breath and starts hacking as he was trying to catch his breath. After a moment the man would try to get up and Griswold would kick him back down to the ground. Pure fear presents itself on the man’s face as he tries

Standard Recovery +4 EN Not usually the quickest of the bunch, but given the proximity to Kasumi his drop off point was rather close. It made reaching her much easier then most, and like a train the smith barrels through the pack of people like a pile of bowling pins. If there was a 3rd party judge around, they'd feel obligated to yell strike as the enemies that remained are plowed through by a 6'9 running juggernaut in full plate armor and a shield the size of door. Two of those three foes find themselves tossed against the alleyway with enough force to break a spine, and instead they po

*Carrying Debuff Active, -10 EN per post until delivered, No teleports As was the routine. The heavy looking smith wandered into the hall with a box brimming with blades, held tight against his chest. Easily dwarfing a small adult in weight, clattering around as he'd push his back against the double doors. A delivery raring to go, but instead of being stored it would be toted directly. But it would appear that his travels would not be held solo. For as he sets down the crate and runs his index down a page, the metal glove grinds as it slides across other players of his guild would begin t

Paragon Level 50 - (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, x3 Paragon Tier Up Tickets, Custom Skill**

The colossus that was Griswold wasn't entirely sure the reason why he was on this floor. An alien message out of the blue had beckoned for him to come here, to the promise of all manner of stranger metals. The smith was always interested in discovering the deeper elements of the game when it came to alloys, having been more then familiar with what he assumed was most if not all of them. Yet the source of that message was even more curious. The mysterious woman in white locks, the one the guild had been tracking for the better part of a few months, and never had the smith imagined that she woul

► Strength of a Mountain Cost: 10 SP Passive Requirements: Rank 5 [Block], [Forgotten King's Authority] Extra Skill Equipped, Rank 3 [Leadership] Effect: Steadfast no longer has a cooldown, and is now a passive. Two instances of a disable/DoT must be applied before it takes effect [Paralyze must be stuck twice to remove a post action] Description: Simple tenacity, constitution and a refusal to give in can work wonders. A hardy man with the will to stand and protect those around him, for family both by blood and by bonds formed. A wise old man with the strength to

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

Yoink for Kit Kat Gungir's Shard [248706] | [10 Mon] | UNIQUE Caches and expends a craftable consumable. The item to be cached must be submitted to a player's evaluation thread. Once confirmed, players may use the item to provide a buff to their characters once per thread. Other players can be affected by this item’s effects (eg. feasts, mass healing crystals), but the item cannot be used in combat. This item is tradable until an item has been evaluated on it, and a character can never own more then 1 evaluated Gungir's Shard at a given time. This item can be reset by paying 100,000 col

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