Griswold

PH Big Narrative

Rally CD [2/3], Howl CD [1/2] Released from the creature's mouth, Lun'rael still within spitting distance. A couple heavy steps forward and a slam of his shield sees fracturing teeth scattering into the dirt, A grab of the bottom lip and a twist sees it slammed into the dust with a tremendous show of strength. A clap of his hands together as if to remove some lingering residue. "Serves you right." Downed before, a pair of darting lights carve through that neck and see it detached. The explosion of red light, followed by fractals of data showing its demise. A grunt, and a twist of his neck

Rally CD [1/3] A slam against that shield again, before the heavy smith rushes in and takes a heavy swipe. It seems he had gotten at least this one's attention, and within a momentary blink of an eye, he found teeth returning to him. A wall of metal raised sees it slide along its polished surface, and the heft of such a blow even finds him about to be removed from his feet. Planting them hard into the dirt and stone, digging his heels in and clutching on with a meaty hand, he begins to push back against the moving train of an enemy. Grinding as it starts to build a trench from the draggin

► 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 Two instances of a status effect 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 stand on his own two

9/22/21 (Crafting Respite: 184181) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 CD: +1 LD: Item Merge - (+5 Ambition) 2 CD: +1 LD: Item Merge - (+5 Ambiti

9/21/21 Setsuna's Blade from Here

Heavy Narrative

Demonic Shard Refunds for Fusion Rework (Based on Patch 3.1) Here (2 Shards) -> Freyd Here (3 Shards) -> Raidou [To Simmone] Here (1 Shard) -> Raidou [To Simmone]

His head perks a bit at the notion, as the boy seemed more than pleased to take the sword. Good, it would serve him better than any standard if he could learn to wield it. "It may be, but the only thing I know is find it. Fight with it a bit, teach it you mean buisness then feed it. Worked for him." Griswold gestures with an extended thumb toward the still oozing beast of flames. "As for lightning, I wouldn't really know where to begin. Fire is easy, found Vulcan in a volcano, but we can't exactly jump into a storm cloud for a lightning bug. So if you have any ideas." His accent was thick, so

Into ranks, driving a path through an army desperate to stop them like a train. Running them over with little issue, reaching up and gripping one still latching on with both arms like a leech. He rips him off, and a harsh twist of a girthy wrist finds a satisfying snap before it's dropped like a bag of stones. The gleaming steel shield slides up and forms a barricade with the rest of his comrades. "We stand and fight! For Victory, LET NONE PASS." A heavy slam of his warhammer in goad against the surface of that shield sees it become engulfed in the flames from his furnace, as he twists his nec

Like a stampede, a titan rushing down the length of the field, dividing whatever forces held fast in his wake. One hapless victim stuck to the front of a held wall of steel, burning up upon its ablaze surface. A solid bash sees that poor soldier scattered to ash in the flames, as a heavy footfall crushes the ground beneath the smiths feet. It trembles under his might, before he quickly shifts to glance at Kasumi. A rip of that wall up to his shoulder and a kneel down. The metallic clank of it slamming against his left shoulder. Once she utilizes that barricade to leap and disappear, Griswold r

9/14/21 Item Fusion: Item Template: Name: Chase's Star Profession: Blacksmith Rank: 10 Roll ID: N/a Roll Result: N/a Item Type: Straight Sword Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: HOLY II, PHASE, V.OFF I Post Link: Here Description:

Lifting the scales one after another to his mouth, biting each between his teeth, proved they were strong enough to undergo the process. The smiths attentions immediately shift to the numerous blades produced by Chase and weighing them, each in his grasp. Two-handed, a bit ungainly and would need some sort of counterbalance to offset the weight. One was notable, marked runes bleed down the length and of stone. Interesting, still it looked broken, and would need to be repaired before worked. It seemed there was enough material here to finish it, make it whole. "These sure seem to be some f

Each step was heavy and weighted, breaking a bit of the dust beneath his feet with each rendition. A mountain in motion, catching numerous upon his shield as he stampedes into the thick of it. Carving a path to the tower after having heard plenty from Freyd. They needed to reach it, and he'd cut that way through brimstone. The sand itself taking to glass under each heavy stroll, as the rest of the guild continued to cut down forces in droves. Sam offers one to the front of the moving smith, and it's caught and dragged along for the ride. Burning on its illuminated surface, being scorched into

"A fox?" Griswold remarked, fiddling with the familiar, and it glows softly with orange light. "Hmm, perhaps." The smith remarks, heading up the stairs and rounding the corner. This was the guild vault within the halls, littered with an innumerable amount of crafts and consumables. Finding a rather heavy looking slab of orange metal, he spins the grip and rips clean a bit of linen from its edge. It looked more like a slab than anything. "Bell ringer, aptly named for the fact that it will ring your bell if you get hit with it." Griswold chuckled, dropping the heavy sword into the kid's hands. "

Staring through a field of enemies, heavy shield in hand after answering a call from the red swordsman. A bash sees one knocked to its ass with a shove, donned in full plate, the man was a mountain. "Looks as though we have our work cut out for us." His attention shifts to his girls, who were peeling up armor in their own right. His creations, that would protect from harm. Flames begin to dance along a spinning hammer in his grasp, a familiar at his side as Freyd manifests from one of his many spectres. "Doesn't strike me as the sort, and why bother cleaning up." Griswold stomps down on the on

8/23/21 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 198310 CD: 12 +1 LD: 20 Perfect - 13 (+5 Ambition) 2 198311 CD: 10 +1 LD: 15 Perfect - 13 (+5 Ambition)

8/21/21 Ebon Star - Vanguard Revenant [T4/Perfect/2HSS]: V.O 2, Taunt Orgoth's Legacy, [T4/Perfect/2HSS] [187491] Blight 1, Burn 1, Bleed 1 Into: Ebon Star - Vanguard Revenant [T4/Demonic/Straight Sword]: V.O 2, Taunt, Blight 1

A twist of his head, not expecting to find Raidou of all people within his shop. He looks down to the blades sitting on his counter. Both of black metals. Neither seemed that sharp. "I'll see what I can do." Griswold barked as he reached down and claimed both. Into the furnace with them, allowing them both to glow hot as he moved the shards that Raidou had brought to the anvil. PH Ebon Star - Vanguard Revenant [T4/Perfect/2HSS]: V.O 2, Taunt Orgoth's Legacy, [T4/Perfect/2HSS] [187491] Blight 1, Burn 1, Bleed 1 Into: Ebon Star - Vanguard Revenant [T4/Demonic/Straight Sw

A heavy hammer stops, and Griswold moves toward the door where Hidden was waiting. Dabbing his neck with a white cloth, he looks down to the smaller blades that the girl brought in. Reaching down and clutching the first, the one with the gemstone blade. "Hmm." twisting it over, he underhand tosses it to Vulcan. The hound grasps it out of the air, and it begins to glow bright. "First we fix it, the gemstone needs to be heated if you want it not to break." To the next dagger he peels off the counter leaving the white rag wrapped around his neck, grabbing the materials she'd brought and in h

"He eats a lot." Griswold chuckles, looking down to the glowing hound, offering it a solid slap like an open hand against concrete. "Well, finding something like this comes down to what you're looking for. I found him." spoken as he uses an extended thumb to point at Vulcan. "On floor 9, about halfway up Mount Stygian." The smith was more than willing to join Fives on his endeavor, he was becoming accustomed to this stuff rather quickly. Tapping his hands together to remove the bit of charcoal that was still latent on his palms. "So any ideas?" Griswold asked the lad, curious if he had a prefe

A heavy looking smith moving from the guild vault, having placed some heavy armor for a player who needed it. Hearing a voice from the entry, Griswold swivels just a bit to eye around the corner. "Aye boy, been a bit." he remarked with a shift of his right shoulder seeing a break somewhere in it. That large looking hound at his side, glowing like a lantern, moving for the kid and taking a few deep huffs like a dog in a rabbit hole. "That there's Vulcan. Don't get in his business." The smith remarks to the hound, trying to stop that habit of the flame kin shoving its nose in someone's butt. A c

6/22/21 Moved to Guild Vault

6/20/21 Moved to Guild Vault

6/20/21 Do the thing (Make a Demonic -> Fuse it Here) Auric Sunlight - Finality of Hope [T4/Perfect/2HSS] Damage 3 [154064] Blade of the Warrior [T4/Perfect/2HSS] Accuracy 2, AA [177368a] Into Auric Sunlight - Finality of Hope [T4/Demonic/2HSS] Damage 3, AA