Griswold

Walking the path he chose as he bashes through the vines in his walkway, Griswold starts to get a bit chilly as the forest around him begins to darken around him. A light fog starts to fall around him making it hard on his vision. Moments later he feels a few drops of water on his head. A pause and gazing up just as a flash of electricity tears across the sky, causing the forest to light up just for a split second followed by a rumble of thunder after it. Griswold continues walking deeper and deeper into the forest as he clears everything in his path determined to get to his destination quickly before the larger storm hits. Avoiding rocks, climbing over branches and vines that are too thick to cut through. Almost losing his footing while trying the climb over a large root, Griswold starts taking his time with the upcoming obstacles, taking a softer pace to avoid disaster.

Closing out his menu, Griswold looks around him. He looks left, which looks relatively clear with a hand full of trees in the distance. He shakes his head back and forth then looks to the right, which looks to be more trees then the left but closer together with large vines dangling, entangled with one another blocking the pathway in this direction. “Maybe,” A softly danced thought as Griswold peers forward in the distance, which seems to be just as clear as the left passage. Griswold’s vision darts right, complemented with a subtle nod as he says “Nothing in life is easy. Sometimes the most difficult way is the best way” as he starts walking the right path. Now that he’s gotten closer he notices that going deeper into these set of trees, it gets dark, the light is unable to shine through the trees above due to them being so close together.

“DAMN BOARS” he yells as he stands against the tree. “It seems they are more afraid of the storm than me…” he says in a puzzled voice. He glances around at his surrounding be begins walking again. As he starts walking again he notices that his boots started to sink into the mud beneath him even further than before. The wind starts to pick up again, blowing his hair very lightly in every direction. “Why am I out here boy” he glances down at Swordsman’s Bracer. He stops for a moment trying to open his quest log to see the quest information. It takes a better part of five minutes and yelling before he finally opens the menu he wanted. He frowns a bit as he reads the details for this quest, for it shares no information that would help him find his way in this mess of a forest.

In the distance in front of him, Griswold sees another couple of bushes moving in the distance. Thinking back from before when he thought it was something dangerous he just starts walking toward the moving bushes. As he gets closer to these bushed they still seem to be moving around. Being about a foot away, thunder crashes in the sky and at that same moment, two boars come running out of these bushes oinking and squealing in fear as they run toward Griswold. Thinking that they were running at him to attack he gets his hammer ready to smash at them. Instead, though they just run at him and underneath his legs causing Griswold to stumble a bit. He managed to grab a tree near him to prevent himself from falling. He looks behind him where they went but before he could tell lightning flashes around him blurring his vision for just a second.

Paying more attention to the grey clouds above him instead of the environment around, Griswold runs right into a large, thick, strung out root coming out from the tree to the right of him. “OOFF,” he says on impact as he looks down to see what halts him. “Where in the world did this come from?” Griswold looks at the tree that’s attached to this enlarged root with a confused look on his face. He rubs his head a bit with his free hand and looks back up to the sky. The clouds seem to be moving faster than before above him in a circle formation. Moments later the multiple clouds form one giant dark grey cloud. “Looks like a storm is going to start sooner than later,” he says as he climbs over the thick root in front of him and starts walking at the same pace as before.

Griswold continues on stomping through the muddy terrain as he smashes the branches in front of him. After a while of walking, he finds a decent size boulder and decides to smash against it hoping to find some fragments of ore that would be of use to him. Finding nothing he says “DAMN” as he continues his long voyage. “It would help to know where I was going. I’m walking aimlessly right now and I don’t like it” he says in a quiet voice mainly to himself as he starts to feel a constant slow breeze against his face. Looking around him for a moment before he starts walking in a different direction from before hoping that he would find something of help to let him know he was heading the right way. Griswold looks up to find grey clouds slowly passing above him through the trees. “Hmm,” he says still walking not paying any attention in front of him, taking a hand to his grizzled jaw with a rub of confusion.

As Griswold walks he begins to notice that the ground beneath him becomes softer underneath his feet. “To be expected from all the storms that have happened,” he says as he watches his feet sink a couple of inches into the now what looks like mud. “I wonder if..” he begins to say as he sees the brush ahead of him begins to rustle in small movements. “HARH!” he yells out as he pulls his weapon out and bashes his hammer into the bushes. Missing whatever was in the bush, a toad hops out from the bush nearly avoiding the attack. “Oh.,” he says as he puts his hammer away. “You can never be too careful out here” he makes a point to himself as he looks in the distance once more. Griswold starts to walk in a different direction now hoping that he was going the right way for the quest.

Griswold just keeps on trucking, swinging his hammer in every necessary direction to keep the vines and branches from the trees out of his way. Every now again he would step around a boulder or climb over a large root steaming out from a tree. He didn’t feel like he had the finesse like the girls to just run a jump so he decided to take careful time to ensure that he made it okay. Realizing he had no clue where he was heading, he tried to open up a larger map. In trying to open the map, he opens everything beside it. After a minute of struggling, he finally manages to get a bigger version of the map to appear. After all the fight the only thing he sees is a giant green circle around the area he’s standing in. “This wasn’t of any use,” he says as he continues to walk in the same direction as before.

Gemini Thread Ends Here

Removing himself from the trees, beat up just as bad as Kasumi when she returned he carries himself toward the party awaiting his return. Unhinging the glove from his arm and dropping it back into Raidou's grasp after some difficulty removing it. "It served me well boy, I appreciate you standing with me." the small little trinket in the shape of a cat still held in his grasp, Griswold aimed to return it to its owner. Setting back toward the falls despite his exhaustion, Griswold pressed on hoping the rest of the guild would follow suit.

Griswold hands Swordsman's Bracer to Raidou

Coming out of trees near the rest of the guild, Griswold moves to Simmone's side and extends out the small trinket she had shared with the rest of them. Dropping the small little silver cat into her hands, it is given back to its owner after serving so many in their respective endeavors taken in this forest. 

Griswold hands Cat's Gaze to Simmone

The small girl breaks from the treeline, exhaustion taking her frame as she detaches the glove from her arm and presents it to him. “Well...Wish me luck.” Griswold being the last to take the gauntlet pulling the straps tight to his left arm, the presence of the boy at his side on heavy armor he was akin to wearing. Drinking down the potion he received from Simmone, an amber-orange hue of liquid with a peculiar taste of the smells of his smelter Griswold enters the forest taking the final of the Gemini trials. The excessive rain showing blossoming flowers opening to enjoy the moisture in the air in an array of colors aplenty stuck to the tops of trees paying no foreshadow of what was to come of the fight ahead or the grim ordeal about to transpire. Shoving his massive frame through tendrils that seem to continue to claim the entry point into the labyrinth of trees, Griswold sets off.

Griswold Receives Swordsman’s Bracer [Heavy] +27 Mitigation from Kasumi 
Griswold Receives the Cat’s Gaze [Trinket] +3 Accuracy from Kasumi 
Griswold Equips Swordsman’s Bracer [Heavy] +27 Mitigation
Griswold Equips the Cat’s Gaze [Trinket] +3 Accuracy
Griswold receives 2*Immolation potions from Simmone
Griswold consumes an Immolation potion

Simmone seems to exit reeking of exhaustion but seeming successful before she passes out some vials of weird amber liquid. "Hmm.." Griswold grunts not understanding but unquestioning assured it would become clear in time. Glittering in the sunlight Griswold looks them over as he awaits his turn in the rotation, and the plan laid before him.

Griswold receives 2*Immolation Potion from Simmone

One by one the guild attacks and treks the forest, Griswold waits patently for his to start. The orange haired girl of height drastically less than his extremes comes out of the forest of memory looking worse for wear. Presenting him with the silver plates given from the boy with fire in his belly and an unruly blade on his back. "I'm not sure what this is intended, but I'll show you all what I'm made of." Griswold remarks in his thick accent while tightening the belts around his arm forcing the piece to begin to form fit to his broad arm while heading toward the treeline

Griswold receives Swordsman's Bracer from Kasumi

Griswold receives Cat's Gaze from Kasumi

Gemini Thread Begins Here

"I am going to get back to it..." Griswold projected from somewhere in his chest, more then likely given the depth of the response his gut. "Your name?" Griswold asks as he takes the materials tossing them into a barrel to his right where he keeps unprepared metals for later alloying and claiming the quenched sword blade with a pair of calipers. Taking the unsharpened blade to a grindstone with a shower of sparks as an edge is pushed into it creating a bevel on the dull edge as it starts to become a weapon with the turning wheel of stone pushing against its surface in rigid hands with experience work it against the wheel turning fast under a pedal on its base.

"I do..." A stalwart and concise answer with the ringing of an anvil with each strike, never ceasing the blows against heated metals lit orange by the furnace. A hiss of steam as Griswold drops the finalized blades edge into a pool of water for quench moving away at letting it harden while he deals with the boy.

Moving behind a long drawn countertop shifting just below sight retracting a piece he'd just recently slapped together that was a bit too small for his frame but suit the growing man before him. A couple of hearty steps toward Tanoshi with hefty steps Griswold picks up the familiar scent of coal from the boy's hair. "Ah a blacksmith, I can smell it on you boy." Griswold chuckles heartily and pats his shoulder with a grin. "Keep at it, I can appreciate a fellow metalworker. 3 bars and its yours, a gift for one blacksmith to another."

Griswold Offers Tanoshi:

Given to Gaius:

Back to Simmone, forged Tanoshi's item

575*Col

10*T1 Materials

2/6/20

Sold to Tanoshi Here

2/6/2020

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Taking the items from her with a nod "I'll put them to use"

1/31/20

2/1/20

Given to Gaius Here

2/1/20

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Continuing to hammer away at the stone, Kasumi's words reaching him with each phrase winding through the peace and quiet surroundings.

#135283 LD: 9

Griswold took back by the heartfelt drop of the girl in white, chooses to speak up.

"Boy if you aim to carry that weapon alone, for what purpose do you wield it?" Griswold stands strong moving in closer to a looming shadow cast over the red swordsman and Kasumi both. "I know why I fight, why I forge weapons and armor. There is a little girl with blonde hair like the sun awaiting me outside this digital cage I am to break out of. Why are you fighting, If you were content that sword wouldn't be sheathed on your back, you wouldn't struggle the way you've explained to swing it. Something carries it when you swing it, you preach for her safety but not by your side, which means you don't believe she's safer with you then?"

Griswold takes a step forward and places a soft hand on Kasumi's shoulder in support of her, choosing her side of the argument.

A commotion, this far from the walls caused mild irritation in Griswold's hefty frame.

"You lot are talking too much, how do you younglings plan on making any progress if you can't shut your yap long enough to do so."

Slamming his hammer into the stone with a hefty *thwack* it breaks lose two hunks of stone with a bit of glistening hues drawing lines through it.

"See that, progress. Its because I'm doing this instead of flappin' my gums."

A hearty chuckle with a shaking head, "Kids..."

Taking note of the greyed blade strapped to the boy Kasumi was talking at meer feet from him,  it caught his attention as a smith. "Boy, that's an impressive blade on your back. It looks like too much sword for someone of your size, you're the balsy kind I take it?"

Griswold was chastising the cluster for their insistent babbling but unknowingly found himself partaking of the gatherer's chat room. 

#135105 LD:15

2*T1 Materials Obtained

"Wandr if thas is the place." A burly and rough voice extruding from a gigantic frame as he struggles to operate his HUD.

"Blasted hunk a' censored" Griswold yells as he accidentally manages to get it working despite his inability to function it.

Taking steps from the quest board as he squeezes his large behind around various green players running amuck so early this morning, Griswold takes note of the trailing line leading out of the city.

"This must be et." his accent was thick, rough and almost Scottish. Griswold was excessively out of place in caparison to the players surrounding him, like an old man in an arcade.

Following this small trailing line leading the noob outside the walls, Griswold had one thing on his mind.

Ores

He needed them and was damn sure going to get more, for working steel is what he knew. This nonsensical sword and shield mumbo-jumbo he did not...

Moving near another pair of players hard at work, him taking his place among them and swinging down his hammer on a stone to break it apart but it doesn't give way from the first blow

"Perfect, a fighter... I'm going to enjoy this."

#135095 LD: 3

Old:

Item: Mythril Hammer
Quality: Rare
Shop: Tristram Molten Steelshaping
Description:This expert level craft is bright blue and of exceptional quality. Wrapped with red leather affixed to a strong oak handle, this mythril hammer is light but powerful. +2 Damage

Item: Horadric Malus

Quality: Perfect

Shop: Tristram Molten Steelshaping

Description:This metalworking hammer is of the highest caliber, the entire mallet seems strong enough to work even the toughest of metals. The gold used in its construction is much tougher then it should be, and the hammer chimes oddly on each successive blow. +1 Crafting Dice while Blacksmithing

Item: Chains of The Forgemaster

Quality: Rare

Shop: Tristram Molten Steelshaping

Description: These cobalt chains affixed to the handle of a weapon hold the weapon tighter in your grip. +2 One-Handed War Hammer

Griswold's Rattlecage
Quality: Rare

Shop: Tristram Molten Steelshaping

Description: This hulking plate of cobalt make is a complete set fitted to the man who crafted it. The set comprises of; a breastplate, a set of greaves, a pair of boots and a toggle-able helmet that appears and disappears at will. While the whole set of armor is worn, it creates a sense of security in the wearer allowing more gutsy forms of combat. +2 Heavy Metal Equipment

New:

I would like to liquefy the last Rare into a T1 Material if I could