Enjuru

"I'm good here, now stop it." Enjuru said as he slapped Rajin's hands off. He glared at the man, fully realizing that he was showing his anger. He felt the rivalry between them and he felt it unnecessary to keep his emotions hidden to him. Inwardly he smiled. "It's surprisingly fun to argue." He thought. The anger in his eyes quickly faded as he dropped himself into a chair. He wondered where his relationship with the two would go. Then Enjuru and Rajin entered a wordless staring contest for a full minute. For comedic effect, electricity began clashing between them.

(You know that effect they add in when two rival characters get into a staring contest, and neither gives up so they go to the energies clashing? Like on original Naruto? ...With a lot of characters?)

(Actually I have been working on it a little.)

Enjuru walked to the eatery, appearing to have no interest in what he was doing. He yawned once again as he realized he hadn't slept well since he'd gotten into the game. His mind was always surging with thought, thinking of new ways to fight in a battle. He was actually quite alert always, even in safezones. Wearing his usual emotionless stare, he walked into the cafe. He checked the time. "Great, 4 minutes late." He scanned through the eatery and saw where the young woman she had met was sitting. He noticed her eyes were closed and reasoned she was deep in thought. That was until he walked over to her table and noticed her even breathing and the relaxed look on her face. He sighed. "She's asleep." He looked over the situation. "On one hand, I could wake her up. That could lead to either conversation in a positive way, or she could yell at me for being rude." He thought. "I could just let her sleep. Then again, she's not the type to yell, and someone would come and wake her up anyway." He decided what he would do. He took her shoulder and began shaking her, not too violently but certainly not softly. "Wake up." His icey gaze pierced the darkness of Destiny's closed eyes.

(Before you say anything, that's just poetic wording. You woke up and the first thing you saw was my emotionless stare.)

Hahaha, yeah. Joke rps are fun but it's ridiculous to use like one pebble as a weapon, also how do you make a mythril pebble? Like... You get mythril and... Surround a pebble with it?... #EnjuruisConfused

Jump in bro.

Enjuru slammed his hammer into the mix of steel. He kept hitting and hitting until the mix of metal began to form a blade. A black one-handed straight sword with a blue hilt. He took it in his hands and felt the well balanced blade. "A black blade and a blue hilt... Beautiful." He identified the item.

Item: Kuroikage

Quality: Uncommon

Shop: ShadowBlade

Description:

A black blade with a blue hilt. When the blade is swinging through the air, strange shadow patterns appear in in the blade. These illusions include: Ghosts, dragons, tiny swords, and flames.

Enhancement: +1 Life Steal

"Interesting. I'll take this and sell the White Wolf Longsword instead.

ID: 3786

Craft: 10

Rank 1:

1=Epic fail 1 EXP (lose mats if crafting)

2-4=fails 1 EXP (lose mats if crafting)

5-7=bad Item 1 EXP (50% chance to salvage mat's in repeat quest)

8-9=Good Item 2 EXP

10=Uncommon Item 3 EXP (GM approval for enhancements)

11=Rare Item 5 EXP (GM approval for enhancements)

12= Perfect Item 8 EXP (GM approval for enhancements)

Item: Kuroikage

Quality: Uncommon

Shop: ShadowBlade

Description:

A black blade with a blue hilt. When the blade is swinging through the air, strange shadow patterns appear in in the blade. These illusions include: Ghosts, dragons, tiny swords, and flames.

Enhancement: +1 Life Steal

Enjuru smiled as he looked around the main room in his shop. "So simple," he thought, "I like it." He enjoyed that he'd recieved a new sword in the middle of the quest, he enjoyed the adventure and the items and certainly the col. His pocket was running a little light, and he enjoyed the little reward he'd received at the end of it. He decided that since his store had just opened, he might has well make his first item to be sold. "Alright." He moved to the back and prepared the mats he'd use for this item. He decided on 1 Black Steel and 1 Iron. He selected what kind of item he wanted and heated the furnace. He waited for the metals to melt and combine, grabbing his hammer.

In a small building near the entrance of the starting city, a young man with brown hair and blue eyes awaits you behind the counter in his store. The outside has a metal sign in front saying

"Shadow Blades --All welcome." With a black broadsword engraved into it. On the inside, there is a wooden counter with a sign saying

"Uncommon --200 Col

Rare --400 Col

Perfect --800 Col

Prices brought down by 100 with each mat given."

The rest of the interior besides the room in the back, holding the smith station, just black walls. Behind the counter there is a not-so-inviting smile on the face of the brown haired blacksmith Enjuru, as he calls out in a friendly voice, "Welcome."

The smile never spreads to his eyes, you notice. You feel uneasy as his icy gaze comes over you. "So... What're you looking to buy?"

Enjuru knew paying all his attention to the player would bring suspicion onto him. He wondered what a pker was doing just outside of town, he could be plotting something. He ignored the thought as he remembered that they were all in a safezone and that he couldn't hurt them. He realized that he must of given off another sign of emotion. His gaze returned back to the two players in front of them, cold as ever. He was sure it must just be a glitch, and everyone must understand that. Just a glitch. Until a player came in shouting about his friends being killed by a player, and the description given was almost identical to the orange player in his field of vision. He saw the player on the move and Enjuru ran after him. "There he is!" He heard another player yell as he jumped and brought the player down. "Nice try." He held the player down with his legs and called out "I got him." He looked back at Destiny and Rajin. "So, what are we supposed to do here?"

Dice rolls that I used to determine whether my epic stunt worked!

Rolled a 4 on the d4 dice.

Rolled a 3 on the d6 dice.

Rolled a 6 on the d8 dice.

Rolled a 5 on the d10 (battle) dice.

Rolled a 3 on the d10 (mob) dice.

Rolled a 2 on the d12 (craft) dice.

Rolled a 20 on the d20 (loot) dice.

Yeah. It worked.

(Well that moved rather quickly.)

Enjuru walked through town once again and saw a tailoring shop. "Shaodweave, eh?" He walked in, looking around. He nodded and wrote out a note and placing the slip on the counter.

Item: Black Leather Wolven Jacket

Rarity: Uncommon

Description: A black leather hodded trench coat made from the pelt of a «Lone Wolf». The jacket almost reaches the ground.

Buffs: «Tailor's Choice»

Cost: 300 Col

Rolled a 2 on the d4 dice.

Rolled a 1 on the d6 dice.

Rolled a 8 on the d8 dice.

Rolled a 5 on the d10 (battle) dice.

Rolled a 4 on the d10 (mob) dice.

Rolled a 5 on the d12 (craft) dice.

Rolled a 12 on the d20 (loot) dice.

"Yeah, I got it!" Enjuru ran over to where the wolf was again, drawing the wolf's aggro and preparing his sword again. He crossed the wolf as both the brown-haired blacksmith and the wolf charged at each other once again. "Shadow step." He began using odd foot work, moving his feet here and there, trying to confuse his opponent by making a feint to the right, and then finally, he jumped to the left, bringing his sword upwards into the wolf's leg once again. "Rising Dragon!"

He yelled as the wolf flew upwards, going way over their heads. Enjuru's feet hit the ground and he slid. "Phew. I don't even know how I thought of that one." He said, moving to dodge the other wolf and the wolf he'd hit came down.

Enjuru: 10/11

Lessa: 38/38

Wolf: 3/10

Wolf: 10/10

(Yeah I get it, I'm gonna go grab some breakfast.)

Enjuru noticed the girl and as he heard her statement, he chuckled. "Not really my type." He said as he saw and heard the man's reaction. He switched his gaze to the girl, which he hadn't done in a while. He also for the first time, noticed the names over their heads. "Destiny and Rajin, eh?" He said, then switching his gaze from their names to somthing behind them. Unseen to anyone in town, there was a player hidden near the entrance outside of town. His cursor was orange.

{6'11, I notice you're 6'20.}

Summary:

Lost: Starter's One-handed straight sword

Obtained: White Wolf Longsword, 2 Iron ore, 2 Black Steel

2 pages = 800 Col

Enjuru- 1 SP gained

(Well this was fun. Better open my shop!)

Enjuru slammed his hammer into the steel the final time in order to finish the armor he was making. When it ended it's transformation, it became the «Iron Armor of Opening». It was basically just arm-guards. It had no back protection and no front protection, completely opening the front and back side for attack. "Well that's not... Bad, I guess. Not a fail at least." Enjuru said as he examined the hardened steel. "Very well, are you satisfied with that item?" A GUI came up, asking if he was okay with the item he had made. Unsure what would happen, he clicked yes. The item vanished before his eyes as he realized he'd given the item up to finish the quest. "Well, I guess I'm now a blacksmith."

ID: 3759

Craft: 5

"So, what you're telling me, is that I could have just stayed here, you would have given me this stuff?" Enjuru inquired, annoyed at the NPC for not telling him. "That is correct, but you already have the materials, so just come into my shop and you can form what you want." Enjuru sighed as he realized his journey was almost over. "So, shall we move to the shop?" The man asked, gesturing to his store. "Alright, let's go." They walked into the shop, and the NPC handed Enjuru a small hammer as he went through the GUI to select a simple iron chestplate. He heated the furnace and repeatedly hit the metal until he saw something start to happen. The melted steel broke into light as he realized he'd failed. He cursed under his breath. "Don't worry, I have more." The NPC filled the brown haired blacksmith in training's inventory with 2 iron ore. He prepared the iron and once again heated the furnace.

ID: 3757

Craft: 1

Lost: 2 iron ore

Obtained 2 iron ore

Enjuru's pickaxe picked off the last of the iron ore in the wall. He put the pickaxe back into his inventory. He bent down to inspect the ore. No impurities, 2 ore ready. He put the ore into my inventory and started walking back through the dungeon. "I already have a new sword, so maybe a chestplate?" He said aloud as he walked through the path he'd taken a bit ago, sneaking through it originally. Now he felt no threat of attack, moving through the dungeon, slowly, gradually. He thought of what he was going to do, and before he knew it he was at the entrance, (or I guess now exit) walking right through it and picking his way through the grasslands to the starting city.

ID: 3752 (I literally had to resist the urge to write ID: Heathcliff. XD)

Loot: 18

Battle: 5

Mob: 4 (Overpowered by battle, so respawn rates slowed down in order to clear a path for him.)

Enjuru brought his sword down, slicing through Fenrir's head. There would be no surviving that, he realized, espicially at 1 health. The sword split the wolf man's head clean in two, bringing down his last bit of health and ending the fight. Following a reward screen revealing that he'd gotten one «White Wolf Pelt», he dropped to the floor and rested on the wall. He got up and looked back into the dungeon after relaxing against the wall for about 3 minutes. The trapdoor had shut as he observed the room once again, taking in the details he missed earlier, most obviously being the ore in the room. "Well that's kind of obvious for a boss room." He said aloud as he materialized the pickaxe. He sheathed his sword and now prepared to mind the ore on the wall opposite to the throne.

Enjuru: 2/11 Lvl up! Health healed! 11/13

Fenrir: Died

ID: 3751

Mob: 6

Battle: 8

Craft: 10 (New 'by chance' thing I'm gonna use! Craft dice decides whether or not there's ore in a room! I'm throwing it all to chance now!)

(Just realized I'm not doing a quest, so I can use the dice I actually have decent luck with.)

Rolled a 4 on the d4 dice.

Rolled a 4 on the d6 dice.

Rolled a 1 on the d8 dice.

Rolled a 9 on the d10 (battle) dice.

Rolled a 1 on the d10 (mob) dice.

Rolled a 8 on the d12 (craft) dice.

Rolled a 19 on the d20 (loot) dice.

"Alright then!" Enjuru called as he managed to yank his white longsword out of the ground, watching the wolf move as he ran towards him again, better taking in his surroundings, losing 1 HP woke him up. He ran and moved to the right of the also charging wolf, turning on his heels and swinging the sword into the wolves legs, taking it off it's feet and dealing 4 damage (White Wolf Longsword gives 3 base damage, +1 crit damage). He stopped running after taking another step, watching as the wolf stumbled, and got up. "Now that's more like it."

Enjuru: 10/11

Lessa: 38/38

Wolf: 6/10

Wolf: 10/10

Enjuru saw through what he was saying, and inwardly laughed at how that would have easily influenced by such words. He realized he was watching for a reaction, and decided how he was going to react. "Strange, I was thinking the same about you." He waited for something to happen, looking into his eyes, also looking for a reaction. He smirked, as he realized he must have given off some emotion.

(This is shaping up to be quite a mental battle if I do say so myself.)

Enjuru walked over and cast his icy gaze over them and looked them over, better taking in their appearances. He knew he had slightly frightened the girl, he could see it on her face and in her body language. He also noticed that she was trying to come off as calm, and she was doing it well. However, her eyes betrayed her. "Eyes. They do call them windows to the soul, I suppose." He thought as he observed the masked man a little more closely. "Whoever this person is, they hide themselves well. It's almost hard to tell he's a man." He chuckled in his head, a smile touching his face, once again not coming to his eyes. "So... What's happening here?" He said, a note of amusement in his voice.

Enjuru yawned as he walked through town, blending in with the crowd. "Well sleeping is totally crap on a dungeon floor. I really need a room." He looked through his inventory and once again hated the monsters for giving so little Col. He noticed a young woman that he estimated was in her 20s. He also noticed a masked man kneeling next to her. He smiled as he sensed the awkwardness in the air. As he watched the scene, he felt himself more and more amused, despite the feelings never spreading to his eyes. He knew his eyes just held an icy clear stare, a look that was uncommon to people of his age. "Of course, most kids my age aren't trapped in a game where if they die they die for real." A life like this and with the mind he has, a look of cold calculation would appear quite a bit. He sealed himself off from the world, and that was another factor in the icey stare he'd developed. Of course, cold eyes like his often give people a squirming feeling in their stomach, and it appeared to have attracted both of the people talking in town square. He held his gaze on both of them, looking deep into their eyes. "16 seconds. That's a new record of watching someone without being caught." He said as he walked over to them, intending to strike up conversation. {Sorry for being a bit late.}

Enjuru nodded as he ran forward, flinging his sword from it's scabbard. He ran forward, sword ready. He swung the blade to the side, hoping to hit the wolf in the head, but instead having his sword caught in the ground. He watched the wolf jump. "Switch out!" He yelled as he tried to move out of the way, getting cut across the face by the wolf's claw.

Enjuru: 10/11

Lessa: 38/38

Wolf: 10/10

Wolf: 10/10

ID: 3676

Mob: 8

Battle: 2

(Sorry for it being a little short, a little bit of writer's block.)

Enjuru ran around his enemies as soon as he managed to stand up, still trying to avoid death at the hands of the wolves.

He ran to the door and tripped, landing right next to the cracked block. One of the Wolves bit him on the leg. He winced as he saw his health brought down 1. He looked next to him and saw the cracked tile. He slammed his fist into it, opening a door hidden in the floor next to the door. All of the baby wolves fell in-he kicked the one that bit him in. He sighed, sitting up. Still holding his sword, he saw Fenrir still alive, holding on to the door's floor. Enjuru looked at the beast and a devilish smile touched his features. "Turned tables indeed." He readied his sword to slice into the wolf man's head.

Enjuru: 2/11

Fenrir: 1/11

Baby Wolves: Fell into the trapdoor.

ID: 3581

Mob: 9

Battle: 1

Enjuru was knocked back by the force of the strike he'd attempted to block, taking 1 damage (1 DMG blocked by armor, 1 actually blocked by the sword, believe it or not. Sorry if this is kind of GodMod, but I'm not dying on my first quest.)

Enjuru rolled along the floor, somehow managing to avoid being stabbed by «Cracklefang» or getting cut by the baby wolves."God, if this keeps up, I may actually die." He sighed as he realized he might as well run, finding another way to get the last mat he needs. He thought through it, still trying to not die, and finally made his decision.

Enjuru: 3/11

Fenrir: 1/11

ID: 3580

Mob: 7

Battle: 4