Griswold

3/15/22 (Demonic Fusion/UNID eval mess)

PH

Performing Fusion for @Ruri

UNID from Here

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Unnamed Weapon +4 (T4/Katana/Perfect): Holy 1, Phase

+ (Cluster of Stars [202751a], 1 Gleaming Scale, 1 Demonic Shard, 1 Nametag [Ruri 202723a] + Ruri's Annealed Blade from 2014)

Heaven's Mandate +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (WH) - ACC 1, Abs.Acc., Holy 1
Acquisition ID [198525b] | Roll ID: 200758, 200759, 200760 | Reroll IDs: 200761, 200762, 200763, 200764
A pure white shaft of white metal that gives off a silver sheen and soft suffusing glow.

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Demonic Fusion 3/13/22

Materials Sent (Dated/Bahr)

PH

Performing fusion of the following items:

A nod, as he offers a handful of col to the harbormaster. The NPC points to one of the small rafts fit for two players, and Griswold leans down to start unfurling the ropes. "Don't worry too much, I can take it. This wouldn't be the first time I've been struck by lightning." Griswold chuckles, as he casts the rope into the boat. Taking a step off the dock, the boat sways a bit and sinks a bit from the weight. "I don't know a lick about all that, we can find a fox. I'll leave the uh, folklore to you." Removing his plate helmet and tucking it on the floor, so he could see well enough. He reaches for a paddle and waits for Fives to step in before starting to push along the stagnant water. In the distance, those same reverberating flashes of white scatter back and forth through cloud coverage. Right into the belly of where the Lord of the Seas was found, but they would steer far enough away to avoid the field boss.

3/5/22

204948, T1/Perfect/Claws
204951, T1/Perfect/Whip
204954, T2/Perfect/Claws

204943, T1/Rare/Claws Intended to Salvage
204944, T1/Uncommon/Claws Intended to Salvage
204945, T1/Uncommon/Claws Intended to Salvage
204946, T1/Rare/Claws Intended to Salvage
204947, T1/Uncommon/Claws Intended to Salvage
204950, T1/Uncommon/Whip Intended to Salvage
204952, T2/Uncommon/Claws Intended to Salvage
204953, T2/Uncommon/Claws Intended to Salvage

Another flash and a heavy suit of plate armor matched with a silverish shield that didn't gleam. The sun obscured and in the distance a scattering of a rumble graces the skies. Matched with it, the soft patter of rain as it glanced the top of pools of water that formed bogs between patchy grass. That same terrain rustles, as the man steps from Lazzaro's warp platform. Across the small village, the troughs where boats milled and moved through waterways. Bamboo frames covered in green growth from the humidity and a few bodies move on their own. Uninterested in the player's sudden arrival. Where the sun was absent, light was given through lantern instead. A simple orangish glow that did well to offer its glow and provide eyes.

"This seems our best bet." The smith spoke in a burly tone, pulling at a strap on his left arm taut. "Follow the lights in the sky, it worked for the Lord of the Sea" Spoken as he gestures a gauntlet with a point to the north eastern horizon. "Either we rent a boat or proceed on foot." As static continued to jump, casting flashes beneath the clouds.

Griswold gave Freyd's weapon a curious stare, how the hell did it end up as gloves? Man, this game was a strange place. Before he can even question it however, Freyd gracefully redirects the man's attention to the blonde woman that was in the ring not but a moment or so ago. "Uh." The sudden introduction catches him off guard, and he finds himself as a deer in headlights. The wheels were spinning, yet the cuckoo wasn't out of the clock. Looking back and forth for a second, he sets down a bowl of ramen #14. "Hi, good fight. You really gave it to that other girl. Both of you can take a pounding." The sudden realization, he shifts and starts to backpedal, "What I mean is..." ABANDON SHIP.

"I'm Griswold." The most awkward introduction to date, this was an old man in a mingling of children. It had only been a decade since he'd last been at a party. A lot of talking and conversation that to him was extremely dated. What ensues is obtuse silence as Griswold flushed red, extending a handshake and him trying to eat his other foot.

@Lessa @Freyd

Demonic Fusions 2/8/22

Materials Sent: 2/8/22

On 1/28/2022 at 4:18 PM, Freyd said:

Katoka:

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Step 1:

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Bleed, ACC)
Acquisition ID [195929c] | Roll ID: 199878, 199879, 199880 | Reroll IDs: 199881, 199882, 199883, 199884*
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

Fused with (1 Gleaming Scale):

Ruinous Delight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Bleed, Para, Blight)
Acquisition ID [199980c] | Roll ID: 202089, 202090, 202091 | Reroll IDs: 202092, 202093, 202094, 202095
A black blade inlaid with vibrant green bits of jade, the weapon corrodes and corrupts anything it strikes.

To create:

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Blight, ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

Step 2: 

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Para.Ven (off), Para, ACC)
Acquisition ID [200128b] | Roll ID: 202159, 202160, 2020161 | Reroll IDs: 202162, 202163, 202164, 202165
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Fused with (1 Gleaming Scale):

Broken Tip of the Forever Blade +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc., ACC, Bleed)
Acquisition ID [200136a] | Roll ID: 202180, 202181, 202182 | Reroll IDs: 202183, 202184, 202185, 2020186
The last remaining shard of an elder samurai, passed down through seven generations.

To Create:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Step 3:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Upgrade (1 Demonic Shard) - Add ACC 1 to create:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC 2)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Step 4:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC 2)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Fuse with (1 Demonic Shard + 1 Gleaming Scale):

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Blight, ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

To Create: 

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Blight, Para.Ven (off), Static)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Elora:

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Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Keen)
Acquisition ID [199927c] | Roll ID: 202068, 202069, 202070 | Reroll ID: 202071, 202072, 202073, 202074
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Upgrade (1 Demonic Shard) - Add ACC 1 to create:

Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Keen, ACC)
Acquisition ID [199927c] | Roll ID: 202068, 202069, 202070 | Reroll ID: 202071, 202072, 202073, 202074
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Fuse with (1 Demonic Shard + 1 Gleaming Scale):

Foot Lance of the Red Cloaks +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Polearm) - Fallen, Static, Keen)
Acquisition ID [200104a] | Roll ID: 202110, 202111, 202112 | Reroll ID: 202113, 202114, 202115, 202116
Recovered from the remains of a slain Red Cloak commander on floor fourteen, this glaive will never tolerate the touch of any colour but red.

To create: 

Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Fallen, Static)
Fusion ID: 
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Total Cost: 
4 Demonic Shards
4 Gleaming Scale

Raising a hammer and tapping the side of Vulcan to rouse the beast. "Let me see what I can do." He mutters as he motions around the large anvil and begins to pluck up weapons, in a spattered pile. Cast down to the beast, they begin to superheat. The smith starts to collect the molten liquid that pours out in ingot molds, finding that cup overflow as they are boiled.

After some time, working his way through the pile, is a fair portion of a dozen different molds filled with metal. Of different shades and color. Taking two that are cooled, and casting them into the flames, they begin to meld together. Forging them into alloys of vibrant color, unsure what was to be the resulting mixture. As they'd take, The smith began to offer them to a few of these strange scales. Like sponges, they suck up the leftover material, becoming a handful of hot pieces that contained more than they should.

Vibrant and glowing, until eventually that pile of ingots become nothing more than a section of four small heated gems. One final alloy, sees these melted down into a single ingot. "This is where a bad smith might fuck up all this hard work." A chuckle, as he caught the dribble into one final mold. Once collected, he motions to the anvil. Beginning to beat it straight, turning it from a bar and drawing it out thin. Showers of sparks one after another, taking a pair of calipers and starting to fold the layers before hammering it flat. Ten quickly turn to twenty, and from twenty to fourty. Each time it would begin to dim, it's returned to Vulcan and rekindled.

In a straight metal bar, Griswold slams his hammer down upon those crystals. Reaching out and grabbing hold of the lingering wisps and forcing them into the heated straight. Pounding away with heavy and hearty blows, pushing those lingering magics into the edge. A turn with a glove, his skin scorched from the heat and the writhing energies. Into a bath, and as it cooled, it starts to bend toward the hardened back. Lifting a smoking hunk of steel, that signature bend of a katana. "Let's hope it held." Moving for a grindstone, and beginning to shuffle away at a pedal sees a shower of spark. Drawing the edge against it, revealing this edge of copper beneath the light blue exterior. Almost gold beneath the cobalt. "Interesting."

Collecting some fittings, and beginning to weave together the handle. Adding on a tsuba as he taps on the grip and starts to bolt it down. A flash of blue, before it swaps to a vibrant orange. Demonic.

Another blade, one meant for greatness. A swipe with his hand sees a bolt of energy strike against his anvil in a white trail. "It held." Sliding it into an awaiting saya, one of a similar shade with a metallic click. "Next."

@Katoka

A few spears sitting there, once among a pile of katana's now forged into but a single blade. Grabbing a couple more of those stones that Freyd had brought to his forge. They are moved over to his anvil, and he grabs one of those weapons. He only knew of a handful player who would use something like these, and yet here Freyd was. It was almost plant like, and held its own brand of character. It didn't help to convince the smith that it was important to someone. A soft exhalation, and a dab of a white rag on his neck.

"Well, here goes nothing." He casts the weapon toward Vulcan, with the aim to heat but not melt. Stoking the flame against the beast, and raising it to the anvil, drawing away the thin protective film with hammer blows and allowing the nerves beneath to become exposed. He turns and stokes the coals in the kiln behind him. It wasn't hot enough, but could keep it warm. To the second, wrapping a meaty fist around the handle. "And this is to offer?" Looking to Freyd who would nod.

This one to the anvil, lowering the point down to his living fire. Chewing on the end until it burned a bright orange. Lifting that hammer high over his head, he slams it down hard. The sound of a cracking, as the force of power escaping, forces him to dig in his heels. It lashes out and cuts a red line across his chest and face. Eagerly and greedily, one of those stones quickly suck it up, finding the power trapped within its confines. Glowing with a mixture of aggression, in a prison cell to which one could see it within like an insect in amber.

Going to the tended Verdigris, and plucking it from the fire. Back to the anvil, and starting to beat away. He'd have to reach the nerves beneath the outer skin, where the powers stemmed from. Eventually a flash, as a pinhole was opened. To the second gemstone, he'd quickly grasp and press it to the wound. Like before, that unstable magic sucked out as if through a straw. Now two, and a mundane spear. "Now the hard part." Griswold choked, wondering if he'd just irreparable damage.

One after another like overcharged lightbulbs, After donning a pair of gloves, he smashes those crystals. Reaching out with both hands, pushing those freed powers together in an unstable focal. One can see the skin being torn off above the gloves, as that same dark energy riddled his frame. Battle healing doing its part to keep him together as fast as fresh cuts are made. Slammed together then forced down on an awaiting plain weapon, the searing as he punched it through the exposed nerve. Quickly with his mallet, and beating it down.

Into the quench, an aggressive wave of white casts the shop into obscurity. An exhalation and a hope that it held. Once the steam stops, he pulls the spear out. Into oil and to a grinder. Drawing the point against it to reverse the dulling, and it whines in an electronic buzz and sparks. Lifting it up, it glows softly in blue and like a heartbeat halts and shifts orange. Another, just like that.

From his seat, lifted over his shoulder and heaved toward the stone wall. It implants deep, and a sudden discharge sees an array of tendrils echo out from its point. The wall cracks and starts to succumb before the shop's protection kicks in and repairs it. "Wonder what would have happened if it could actually hurt this place." Griswold shuttered the thought, standing up and pulling heavy on its hilt. "Two weapons, I hope you have good intentions for these."

Griswold was concerned not with Freyd's intentions, but what these could do if they fell into the wrong hands.

@Elora

Demonic Fusions Below:

On 1/28/2022 at 4:18 PM, Freyd said:

Katoka:

  Reveal hidden contents

Step 1:

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Bleed, ACC)
Acquisition ID [195929c] | Roll ID: 199878, 199879, 199880 | Reroll IDs: 199881, 199882, 199883, 199884*
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

Fused with (1 Gleaming Scale):

Ruinous Delight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Bleed, Para, Blight)
Acquisition ID [199980c] | Roll ID: 202089, 202090, 202091 | Reroll IDs: 202092, 202093, 202094, 202095
A black blade inlaid with vibrant green bits of jade, the weapon corrodes and corrupts anything it strikes.

To create:

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Blight, ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

Step 2: 

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Para.Ven (off), Para, ACC)
Acquisition ID [200128b] | Roll ID: 202159, 202160, 2020161 | Reroll IDs: 202162, 202163, 202164, 202165
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Fused with (1 Gleaming Scale):

Broken Tip of the Forever Blade +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc., ACC, Bleed)
Acquisition ID [200136a] | Roll ID: 202180, 202181, 202182 | Reroll IDs: 202183, 202184, 202185, 2020186
The last remaining shard of an elder samurai, passed down through seven generations.

To Create:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Step 3:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Upgrade (1 Demonic Shard) - Add ACC 1 to create:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC 2)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Step 4:

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Para.Ven (off), ACC 2)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Fuse with (1 Demonic Shard + 1 Gleaming Scale):

Arklight +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Katana) - Static, Blight, ACC)
Fusion ID: 
A shimmering blade inlaid with copper filigree that sparks upon contact.

To Create: 

Raijin's Corruption +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Katana) - Abs.Acc, Blight, Para.Ven (off), Static)
Fusion ID: 
A blade forged from metal that was struck by lightning and then coated in the fermented and rotting blood of the god of thunder himself. This katana emits static of plasma energy when wielded by one that is worthy. Foes that are unlucky enough have been cut by it's edge are paralyzed by the infectious disease caused by the tainted blade. The saya that contains the putrid weapon is a specially treated bamboo, dipped into water blessed by monks to make sure it's power is contained within. The saya is wrapped and painted a dark purple, nearly black to the naked eye. The tsuka is wrapped in a similarly dark purple cloth, a blackened metal tsuba separates the blade from the handle.

Elora:

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Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Keen)
Acquisition ID [199927c] | Roll ID: 202068, 202069, 202070 | Reroll ID: 202071, 202072, 202073, 202074
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Upgrade (1 Demonic Shard) - Add ACC 1 to create:

Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Keen, ACC)
Acquisition ID [199927c] | Roll ID: 202068, 202069, 202070 | Reroll ID: 202071, 202072, 202073, 202074
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Fuse with (1 Demonic Shard + 1 Gleaming Scale):

Foot Lance of the Red Cloaks +4 (T4 Perfect Weapon (Polearm) - Fallen, Static, Keen)
Acquisition ID [200104a] | Roll ID: 202110, 202111, 202112 | Reroll ID: 202113, 202114, 202115, 202116
Recovered from the remains of a slain Red Cloak commander on floor fourteen, this glaive will never tolerate the touch of any colour but red.

To create: 

Essential Verdigris +4 (T4 Demonic Weapon (Polearm) - Abs.Acc. Blight, Fallen, Static)
Fusion ID: 
A sage-tinted silver spear with a long and twisted staff resembling vines. Its arrow-headed tip stretches further than a normal spear, brandishing a series of fine serrations down the length of its razor edge. Two large barbs protrude from beneath its blades, offering extra stabby-stabby potential if Elora gets bored with using it normally.

Total Cost: 
4 Demonic Shards
4 Gleaming Scale

A loud shout as he leans over the railing, getting slowly engrossed in the duels between players. "Gettum!" Griswold barks overlooking the fight between @Alkor & @Koga. Temperatures rose and the clacking of wood on wood as they locked given weapons together, and it seemed as though neither combatant was giving the other an inch. Koga almost looked like the underdog here, and Griswold was on the fence on who to support. An array of stacked bowls littered in a cascaded pile at his side, it would be clear he had a hearty appetite and despite prior reluctance had taken a liking to this 'Ramen'. Raising a fist in the air, and barking violently with gusto "You've got him on the ropes kid, give him hell!" aimed at Koga.

The chattering of discussion causes him to pause, turning to look down at Astreya and Freyd's engagement. It was a battle of talking, which was a weird one. Was this still even a fair fight? Now that he thought about it, why have so many matches going at once? Doesn't that make it sort of difficult to pay attention as a ref? Asians were weird.

A twist of his noggin as he eyeballs a strange looking bowl of worms. It was food? He takes a bite with a bit of reluctance, thinking he was about to regret it. Nope, it was food and it was good. A couple more bites as he struggled hard using chopsticks in fat sausage like fingers. Overhearing the mention. "@Freyd!?" The guy glances up from the bowl. Raising from his goofy little butt pillow and dusting off a string. The guy had been eyeing the fights while eating. "Good fight out there, but that stick didn't do you any good, yeah?" Eying @Jomei up and down, his words get ahead of him before he backpedals. "Oh uh, I'm Griswold." It was about as smooth as sandpaper on glass, but the guy was anything but subtle. 

Some fights were still underway, and Griswold notices Freyd getting prepped to start fighting some tiny blue haired girl. How was this fair? The smith had forged his...stick? That makes a lot more sense. Wait, is that Eruda? Nope, but it was easy to make the confusion. The woman could easily be her mother. There were so many colorful characters, dude felt plain. Not like the noodles.

*slurp*

Finding a flier while making the rounds through the town of beginning's, on a grocery trip. Most of the time the man reached only for common rations, of breads that he could stock up on at a penny a pound. But namely it was inferred that the host would be providing a rather outstretched meal, entertainment and the like. It had been some time since the big ass german man had been to a boxing match, and although this wasn't quite the same thing it could be just similar enough to remind him of home.

It wasn't a far stretch of the imagination, and yet it was elegant in its design. "An Island?" Griswold remarked as he scanned the paper, good lord people had a lot of money to spend. His only method of reference was a real world island, that had to be quite the dollar sign. The warp gate and a decision, the guy barks out a location: "Floor 24: Scalabis" with the warning came lights and the gate charges rapidly, a bend of light and a jerk offers sunshine and the taste of tropical on the nose.

"Now where?" scanning the sheet of paper, helplessly lost in this new cove and using the paper as a form of map. It takes him the better part of an hour, but he eventually finds Takumi. "Excuse me, can..." The old man remarks with the intention to ask for directions and is cut off. "Making your way to the tournament?" A pause, a scratch at the back of his head. Guess this wasn't the first time he was asked this today, I imagine. "Yeah, I uh."

"Climb in, I'll take you."

A twist of his head in confusion, having stumbled his way to the finish line. "You sure?" Stepping into the boat sees in sink from the weight a fair few inches. Vulcan whines, wood boat on lake of water bad for fire familiar. "Just hang out here, I'll be back in an hour or two." And with that they were off, listing through the waters with a set goal in mind. The first thought was an old movie the smith had watched. Straight out of Mortal Kombat. All that was missing was nightfall and a few lit torches.

The architecture was obviously foreign, and as to what Griswold was a bit beside himself. Asian, but unsure which. "Are you here to watch or participate?" Takumi asks as he wades a bit more forcefully, Griswold's fat ass being a bit extra added girth. "Oh uh, watching. Little old to be swinging at children." The guy wasn't in his prime anymore, and knew that he'd probably get his ass handed to him by these whippersnappers. It proved to be a good show, however, matched with pleasantries and free food? Although likely it would be equally foreign cuisine, and silently, Griswold hoped it wasn't weird or raw or something else funky.

Sliding upon another dock, and Griswold steps out making the boat shift abruptly. Takumi wiggles a bit before it stabilizes, and he hops out, almost finding himself into the lake. "Phew, head through those doors." gesturing with an outstretched finger. Griswold taps him in the small of his back with an open palm "Good on you boy, here." Offering the lad a small figurine crab, one of aluminum casting. Pretty well-made and as good as any payment. Up to a paper screen door and clutching it with the tiniest pinch, he felt like he was going to break it otherwise. Gingerly, he slides it open slowly, being bombarded by sunlight hitting a polished hardwood floor.

"I, uh, Hi." he chokes out to a room filled with strangers, not recognizing a single one of them. What am I even doing?

Within arms reach and hearing the same outline, a bit of that thought scratching at the back of his head. Into his right front pocket, using the physical gesture to peel items out from his digital inventory. He had his own pile of these things that were collecting a fair bit of space. "These?" Griswold remarked before the girl like a falcon, Kuni scoops them out of his outstretched palm. Oni chuckles and sweeps his hand over the tarp for Griswold to choose from what was on its surface. Grabbing the first that spoke to him, a strange blackish stone with an inscribed orange rune he couldn't understand. "I'll take this one." Griswold spoke as he plucked it between an index and a thumb. With it entering his hands, the rest of the objects vanished. Transaction complete, just like that. His vision scans immediately to his daughters, unsure how to process the exchange. Maybe this was good? Maybe it wasn't. A shrug as he shoves that object into his pocket, unsure what it meant.

For Item ID's:  ID:202717 | Battle:8, Craft:1, Loot:17

Seeds: 152 [Fate (14)/Churns (18)/Murmur (19)/One (26)/Spread (12)/Mending (13)/Heat (30)/Family (20)]

DELTA RUNE (x1) [-150] [202717a]

Tags: 9 [Churns (2)/One (2)/Spread (2)/Mending (2)/Heat (1)]

1 -> Halloween Candy (x3) [202717b] [202717c] [202717d]
3 -> Reroll Tickets (x3) [202717e] [202717f] [202717g]
5 -> Candy Corn (x1) [202717h]
7 -> T4 Perfect Armor/Shield  [202717i] [202717j] [202717k] [202717l] [202717m]

Shocked, in a bit of a stupor, recognizing the woman but fully able to place where. He found himself staring once Eruda says something break him out of it. "Huh, yeah. I guess I am just tired, is all. Dream?" He started to think back, trying to sort out the fog. It probably just the time of day, normally he laid down much earlier than this. The beauty of being an old man, early rise and early fall. It seemed as though his daughter and this woman were friends or something, that was alright by him. The smith couldn't really command that she hang out with her old man before friends her age. His gaze kinda fixates for a moment, an eyebrow perking up. Was this gal really her age though, it wasn't often you'd see someone grayed with a face that young. Either she aged extremely well, or maybe it was dyed that way.

But wait, didn't the game kinda reset everyone to factory appearance. That would mean that had to be her original hair color. A whole wave of questions with no answers, as Griswold shakes his head back and forth. "I'm Griswold." Yep that wasn't awkward, what a total dad way of introducing himself. Great, now he'd embarrass his daughter with the first friend she'd ever shown him outside the guild. That was just perfect. "I mean, I'm her dad." Not any better "I'm going to shut up now." Success, acknowledge the foot and try and spit it out.

Finding a place in the sand, Vulcan dropping with a thud like a loosely tossed stone at his side. Shiina was already up to her eyeballs in the water, flailing about like a lunatic and throwing things out and into it. His familiar groans, watching the lake carefully. Out of the blue Rasarei tackles the grump, making them both spiral sending a spray of sand. "Yeah it's pretty sudden, but at least she's excited by the idea of hanging out with us eh?" Griswold sprawls out a bit, taking up a fair bit of space. "Bit crazy this place we're trapped in, didn't really know what I was doing before I met the others. I was an invalid just bouncing off the walls." The smith admits with a chuckle, staring out into the waves as Shiina continued to freak the fuck out. "I wonder where I would have ended up if I never found the guild, have you ever thought about it?" Griswold twists to look at his daughter. "I mean, who knows, right? At least with them, I got something to look forward to, I ain't going to starve to death neither. It all really worked out for the best, didn't it." Twisting his frame a bit, sees something in his lower back give off a loud crack, before he sprawls out and twists back. "I still feel old from time to time though, turns out even the computer cannot erase that all the way." It had been quite some time since he just 'existed'

An alert causes his tired old bones to swivel, as he sweeps the metal shavings from a tired old anvil that had seen a day of work. Vulcan perks up with the sound, huffing the air as he seemed to be searching for another stone to lap up. "It wasn't for you." Griswold chuckles, opening the message with a bit of difficulty. His muscles still ached from the day prior, but he was getting a bit better. "It's from Freya." Speaking out loud as if the familiar could even understand what that meant. It was more rhetorical than anything. Trailing left to right, as he works his way down the little pigeon.

"A beach trip, a bit odd, don't you think?" He lets out in the empty shop. "What about you boy, you up to a trip to the ocean?" Vulcan whines, knowing beach meant water. "You don't have to go anywhere near the water. Stop being a baby. I'm going, and I don't feel like leaving you alone in here overnight." Hanging his mallet and calipers, dabbing the black smudge on his face. He fat fingers his way through some semblance of a message letting the girl know he'd be there. Then he taps that furnaces lazy butt, convincing him to get up. A bit of heft as he begins to slide that large boulder back in place to hide his shop from view and lock it away from prying eyes. A few minutes later, he finds himself to the warp plaza of floor 9, and beckons "Floor 24, Somewhere?" Just realizing he didn't get a specific town. It definitely took him somewhere.

Griswold | HP: 800/800 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 147 | ACC: 2 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 72

Quest Complete

8950/30=298*5=1490
8950/300=30 Seeds 

Griswold
1490*6=8940+5000 [Quest] + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=26190*1.45=37975 EXP

Kasumi
1490*7=10430+5000 [Quest] + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=27680*1.45=40136 EXP

Setsuna
1490*7=10430+5000 [Quest] + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=27680*1.55=42904 EXP

Simmone
1490*6=8940 + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=21190*1.55=32844 EXP

(32844*.15=4926 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 52926 Col {Simmone}
(42904*.15=6435 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 54435 Col {Setsuna}
(37975*.15=5696 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 53696 Col {Griswold}
(40136*.15=6020 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 54020 Col {Kasumi}
(40594*.15=6089 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 54089 Col {Gaius}
(33654*.15=5084 Laurel, 28000 [Wave #2], 20000 [Quest]) = 53084 Col {Celeste}
128080 Col (800 Thread Length, 100000 [Wave #3], 28080 Dropped)
450330*1.3 [Event] = 585429 Col

12 Materials (Dropped)
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Griswold}
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Kasumi}
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Setsuna}
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Simmone}
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Gaius}
60 Materials (50 Wave #1, 10 [Tags]) {Celeste}
372*1.5 [Event] = 558 Materials

6*Dragon's Jewel ([202352a][202352b][202352c][202352d][202352e][202352f])
12*Troll's Blood ([202544a][202544b][202544c][202544d][202544e][202544f][202634a][202634b][202634c][202634d][202634e][202634f])

T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202635a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202635b
T4 Perfect Weapon #202635c
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363a
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363b
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363c
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363d
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363e
T4 Demonic Weapon #202363f
T4 Perfect Trinket #202637a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202637b
T4 Perfect Consumable #202638a
T4 Rare Trinket #202638b
T4 Uncommon Consumable #202639a
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641a
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641b
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641c
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641d
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641e
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641f
T4 Rare Trinket #202640a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650b
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650c
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652a
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652b
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652c
T4 Demonic Armor/Shield #202653a
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655a
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655b
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655c

Gaius
1490*6=8940+5000 [Quest] + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=26190*1.55=40594 EXP

Celeste
1490*4=5960+5000 [Quest] + 2000 [Ugzeke #1] + 8250 [Dungeon] + 2000 [Ugzeke #2]=23210*1.45=33654 EXP

Tags:
Griswold | Tags: 1
ID:202642 | Battle:1, Craft:5, Loot:9        
ID:202643 | Battle:5, Craft:1, Loot:3        
ID:202644 | Battle:4, Craft:9, Loot:3        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party
Setsuna | Tags: 1
ID:202645 | Battle:4, Craft:3, Loot:13        
ID:202646 | Battle:5, Craft:11, Loot:1        
ID:202647 | Battle:3, Craft:1, Loot:1        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party
Kasumi | Tags: 2
ID:202648 | Battle:3, Craft:3, Loot:1        
ID:202649 | Battle:3, Craft:10, Loot:16        
ID:202650 | Battle:1, Craft:9, Loot:16        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party, 
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650b
T4 Perfect Weapon #202650c
Simmone | Tags: 3
ID:202651 | Battle:2, Craft:11, Loot:15        
ID:202652 | Battle:1, Craft:12, Loot:10        
ID:202653 | Battle:9, Craft:11, Loot:16        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party,
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652a
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652b
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202652c
T4 Demonic Armor/Shield #202653a
Celeste | Tags: 2
ID:202654 | Battle:8, Craft:10, Loot:19        
ID:202655 | Battle:1, Craft:11, Loot:15        
ID:202656 | Battle:4, Craft:6, Loot:4        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party, 
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655a
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655b
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202655c
Gaius | Tags: 1
ID:202657 | Battle:3, Craft:7, Loot:3        
ID:202658 | Battle:4, Craft:4, Loot:3        
ID:202659 | Battle:3, Craft:10, Loot:18        
10 materials, +5% EXP to the party

Howl Refreshed, Recovers 8 via BH

Into the fray with a solid right hook, twisting his body and bashing the much larger entity with his shield. A fist returned, as Griswold starts to exchange blows with Ugzeke. Body boxing until he catches a heavy hand in his own. "That the best you've got!" Griswold barks, his eyes kindling in orange. His body begins to steam and sputtering sparks begin to dance on his skin. A headbutt, skull on skull. Griswold twists his massive right hand and jams it as far as he can into that creature's stomach, where out of nowhere an explosive detonation of fire. It catches both him and the mob completely off guard, Griswold because he'd never seen that shit happen before. Just like Eruda. And Ugzeke, because now he was on fucking fire. Howling an agony, as the troll tries to put out the thing it feared most. "You aren't going anywhere." The old man had found an old and tired temper.

Post Action | RAW-A [x3], -10 EN

ID:202628 | BD:8 (Focus) = 8, CD: 9, HIT Using vs. Ugzeke Dealing 336-140=196 DMG, [Fl. Thorn 32/2] Applied!
(ST-B Unlocked)

Ugzeke Sustains 32 via Fl. Thorns
ID:202629 | Battle:9, Craft:5, Loot:20, Mob: 4+2=6, Hit vs. Griswold dealing 300-212=88 DMG, Sustains 128 via Thorns/Fl. Thorns

Players:
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 12/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 57/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 1) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 10/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 1) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 62/110 | DMG: 29(+18) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
(H: 1) Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 14/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 3) Griswold | HP: 757/897 | EN: 34/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 2021/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 140 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter 1:2][Fl. Thorn 32/1]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Howl CD [1/2], Recovers 8 via BH

One bleeds out and dies of the wounds it had sustained from Setsuna and by extension Celeste, the other was trapped under Griswolds massive leg. Slamming his hammer a couple of times for good measure until the thing stops moving. "That takes care of that." Taking stock of the warzone, no more hostiles. Kasumi sitting in a pile, Setsuna working on her own breathing. Celeste wobbling back and forth trying to carry that sword of hers. They were a mess, but they made it out alright. Griswold spins that hammer and douses the flames, running his hand along the outside of his wall like shield. "Should have been all of them." He spends a few minutes checking the place for any other clutches or the like they may have missed. The offspring had been cured, and hopefully that would slow down the sudden influx of dragon kin atop floor 25 again.

Post Action | RAW-A [x3], -10 EN -> Drakeling Wyrm #2

ID:202623 | BD:6+4+1-1=11, CD: 7, HIT Using vs. Drakeling Wyrm #2 Dealing 384-90=294 DMG

Budding Matriarch sustains 40 via FRSTB and expires

Loot Rolls:
ID:202638 | Battle:4, Craft:1, Loot:15+4=19
ID:202639 | Battle:1, Craft:1, Loot:3+4=7

Players:
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 63/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 5/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 8/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 60/110 | DMG: 29(+12) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 22/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Griswold | HP: 837/897 | EN: 40/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
[0,1,1,0,0,3] Drakeling Wyrm #2 | HP: 268/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,1,3,1,2,3] Budding Matriarch | HP: 38/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 2 [FRSTB: 40/1][BRN: 56/2]

Loot:
8910*Col
8*Materials
T4 Perfect Consumable #202638a
T4 Rare Trinket #202638b
T4 Uncommon Consumable #202639a

Dungeon Reward:  ID:202641 | Battle:4, Craft:4, Loot:15

Wave #1 | 50 Materials (ea.)
Wave #2 | 28000 col (ea.)
Wave #3 | 100000 col, (Split)
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641a
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641b
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641c
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641d
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641e
T4 Perfect Weapon [1 Unique] #202641f

Tapping the front of his shield with his hammer sees it engulf in flames, as his skin began to smolder in that same heat. Eventually, after insistent blows sparks begin to fall off as if he was striking a blade atop an anvil. "That should do it, bring it." Griswold barks as the few enemies within the chamber all set sights on him, he'd drawn them away from the prospect of hurting the rest of his team. The smith was becoming quite the effective tank these days, turns out age wasn't as big of a weakness as he'd first been led to believe. "This is all we have left?" He speaks over his shoulder toward Simmone, a bit doubtful that after the day they had experienced that this would be the final fight. "This is it." Simmone assures him, doing her best to sustain dwindling stamina pools. "Then we better clean up quick."

Post Action | Howl, -2 EN
Howl CD [0/2]

ID:202614 | Battle:2, Craft:3, Loot:3, Mob: 8+2=10: Hit vs. Griswold dealing 280-212=68 DMG, Sustains 128 via Thorns/Fl. Thorns
ID:202615 | Battle:7, Craft:6, Loot:3, Mob: 2+2=4: Miss vs. Griswold
Budding Matriarch takes no action, Freeze Fades, Sustains 40 via FRSTB

Players:
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 69/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 13/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 19/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 61/110 | DMG: 29(+12) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 15/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Griswold | HP: 829/897 | EN: 46/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
[0,0,0,0,0,3] Drakeling Wyrm #1 | HP: 572/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,0,0,0,0,3] Drakeling Wyrm #2 | HP: 700/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,0,1,1,2,3] Budding Matriarch | HP: 1010/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 2 [FRSTB: 40/1]

Critical (MD 9): Deals (400) DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals (240) DMG to every other player.
Critical (MD 10): Deals (440) DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals (340) DMG to every other player.

Winding back and a drive of that hammer with a solid and distinguishable *thud*. The texture felt like mashing potatoes, Ugzeke was the potato. A pop sees Celeste's foot loses its raised height. "That's that then, easier than I imagined." His eyebrow perks up, catching just the faintest bit of color from some other players present. He wasn't really sure how to respond, so just winging it, he gestures toward the opening with his hammer. "Onward, out? Whatever, let's just go bash some more heads." There was the taste of some epic moment, but instead they just all took turns beating some defenseless boss to death. There wasn't any glory or trouble in it, akin to sweeping the kitchen floor. Back into the light of day, his eyes meet Simmone's. "You got that thing right? What are we supposed to do with it?" This would be Griswolds first one: A dungeon.

Post Action | RAW-A [x3], -10 EN

ID:202544 | BD:3+4+1+1=9, CD: 3, HIT Using vs. Ugzeke Dealing 384-120=264 DMG

Loot Roll:
ID:202636 | Battle:1, Craft:6, Loot:1+4=5

Players:
(H: 3) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 59/110 | DMG: 29(+6) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 67/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 2) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 31/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 2) Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 28/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 2) Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 25/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 5) Griswold | HP: 897/897 | EN: 44/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 195/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter:1/2][Shatter:2/2]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Total Loot:
17050*Col
2*Materials

Recovers 8 via BH

A heavy foot onto Ugzeke's back as the troll tries to peel his face out of the stone. "Don't get up. All you will end up doing is making this harder on yourself." He scans the rest of the group, Celeste included. "I'll keep him pinned." Slamming that hammer into the back of Ugzeke's head dazes him even further. This was an absolute slaughter, just 6 players kicking the crap out of this single isolated mob. Yeah he had a lot of numbers, some group attacks or what have you. But at the end of it all, he was just outnumbered 6 to 1. The odds were totally in Firm Anima's favor. Driving his foot in deeper, and sinking more of that large weight of his onto the thing's back, making it far difficult to stand. "Just finish it quickly, will make the next leg of our journey easier." It was akin to a grocery trip these days.

Post Action | TECH-D [x12], -12 EN

ID:202515 | BD:10, CD: 11, CRIT+2 Using [x12] TECH-D vs. Ugzeke Dealing 276-140=136 DMG, [Shatter:2/3] applied
(ST-B Unlocked)

Ugzeke takes no action, Paralyze fades

Players:
(H: 2) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 57/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 68/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 1) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 45/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 1) Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 36/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 1) Celeste | HP: 697/716 | EN: 37/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 3) Griswold | HP: 897/897 | EN: 50/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 1559/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter:1/2][Shatter:2/2]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

A bit of hesitation, and exhaustion setting in. He was an old man, and had been at it for quite a while. Also, the thought of having to deal with that idiot after working all day wasn't quite enthusing either, when he'd said he would try he wasn't exactly meaning right this second. "Oh, alright." He couldn't convince himself to decline, and he moves toward the back. There was a nervousness in a 'dad is my date to the prom' kinda way. Tapping his neck with a white rag, trying to get some soot off his hands and face. Back into the center, he reaches for that stool and moves it out of the walkway. He didn't really need or have a change of clothes. "Keep an eye on the place for me." Nudging the familiar with his foot almost to the point he'd roll. Vulcan made for a good shopkeeper in his own right.

Another grumble as the girl's hand finds his shoulder, a long time coming. "Surprising, maybe I finally knocked some sense into him." His face twists into a smile, trying to be happy about it. "If you're sure, I suppose I can try and lighten up a bit. But don't expect me not to deck him one if he gets out of line." He chuckles for a moment, as Vulcan finally gets his lazy ass up and his feet click upon the stone floor. "What? I don't have any more you fat stone." A whine, sees the smith kneel down and wiggling the beast. "I guess I need something." Toward the entry that was still opened up, and as his shoulder would leave Freya's clutches, the slight flicker of red flame bleeds between the two. Tossing another stone into the building, it rolls to a stop and the walking furnace glows with excitement. "That's the last one you are getting tonight, I ain't cleaning up any more caked on stone."