Arthonnen

"Wait so he is actually called the Alchemist? Well that is an interesting name for an N.P.C. Fine you earned it then" He tossed the information broker some coal before dismissing him with a wave of his hand. Sitting down on a bench mid day he turned his attention to pulling up his menu and flipping through the button to get to his map, talking to himself for the moment. "The Alchemist huh, well if I head north and take the pass...I should be able to get there without trouble. Pick up alchemy from the trainer and be back for supper, sounds easy enough"

Arthonnen chuckled to himself shaking his head glancing at crushed with a look of some amusement and disbelief . "I may not be a master on this games crafting system, but I don't think you should try and make an item with a 34% chance to make it. Save those mats for when you have a better chance and make something simple." Arthonnen let out a sigh glancing at the bartender when he started to walk away. "Hey make that two dark ales...I need a damn drink"

Arthonnen slowly places his pencil on the table cocking his head to the side as he herd the loud bangs. Perking an eyebrow he was already watching the door by the time Crusher stormed in. "What was the success rating you had upgrading it?" He pondered turning himself in the hair his hand resting lightly over his drawing making it hard to tell just what it was. A simple candle light next to him no food or drinks in sight, but the NPC seemed to still be working the bar.

Arthonnen however looked tired, seeming to not get much sleep this night the man still dressed in pretty basic gear.

Arthonnen stood back up with a sly smirk on his face not reacting at all when Rei wiped her hand over his shirt raising up his hands in a defensive manner "Hey I am sorry, but that is the most non-violent way I know of getting a stranger to stop putting a hand over my mouth. I do have a little sister you know, I have had time to figure these things out" He glanced around at everyone around him once again letting out a deep sigh. "Look I am sorry okay, but a simple shhh would have been so much more effective than tackling me"

It was the middle of the night in the town of beginnings, and as the rain came crashing down almost like a typhoon everyone had taken shelter to find rest for the night. The only sign of life was a small flicker of light inside one of the taverns windows. Sitting alone in a empty bar was Arthonnen, a tall pale skinned man with black hair falling just short enough to get in the way of his eyes at times. A candle right next to him and the soft sound of scribbling on paper as he drew something.

Can't say I am from the UK, but my time slots are really starting to open up with finials coming to a close. If ya want to RP with anyone from the U.S I am game. Still new to forum RP though so trying to get a hang of it.

Arthonnen glanced lazily over at Unyie as she started to move "What are yo..." his sentence was cut short as she suddenly tried to tackle him. At the very least taking him by surprise hardly expecting the young little girl to assault him. He hit the ground with a thud, and even though he could not feel pain or be harmed in anyway while in the safe so muscle memory took over. He tucked he his as he shoulder was the first to impact the ground, flattening out his back throwing his arms back he used his whole body to absorb the shock, though little little good it did him in this world

Arthonnens next few words came out muffled with the girls hand thrown across his mouth to keep him from speaking, Doing the first thing that came to mind to get the girl to let go was lick her hand. Always worked on his sister and be surprised if it didn't here. If it work he use his arm to push the girl off of him and stand back up "What the hell? What was that for?" Something that had not fully clicked for Arthonnen is this game was not filled with teenagers and adults determined to escape and beat the game, but kids were here to. People so scared to face death and it agitated the man that not all 8,000 players were trying to pull their weight, simply because they cant.  

Arthonnen practically snarled as Aubrey went to stick her fingers in the mans face. Waving his hand to slap Aubrey hand back as she started to spin on her heels and speak with the others. "God, I'm glad Lu was never like this" He grumbled to himself. Using his foot to push himself off the wall and stand up straight as a rather large crowed was starting to form in the street around the enthusiastic girl. "Oh trust me I can be enthusiastic if I want to be, beating this game is a prime example of that, but while being stuck in a virtual world is fun and all, I don't see a point of making a life here"

Arthonnen's expression went flat again as Aubrey started to preach to him about opening his heart with a sigh he waved his hand dismissing his menu before shoving his free hand into his other pocket glancing back at the two, but most of his attention was snapped to the excited girl. "Well you sure are enthusiastic about being in a death game" Arthonnen flashed the other stranger a 'can you believe this' kind of face.

Still Arthonnen shook his head being sure not to speak into the microphone "This is....well"

Arthonnen was leaning up against a wall in the town of beginnings with his head down, and one hand shoved in his pocket. The other however was scrolling through his skill menu taking some time to study the functions of this game and learning its UI. He was tall about 5'8, but not a massive individual with pale skin and short black hair just long enough to start getting in his eyes. His armor was basic as well looking like the starter gear with deep brown pants a black shirt, and leather chest piece, his sword slapped to his hip. He glanced up hearing the girl walk buy yelling at the top of her lungs perking an eyebrow "Well good to know this game has /yell working, Without a general chat I am sure most people are going insane" 

My god this is better than the attack on titan abridged series.

New as well, still learning my way around this place, but looking forward to some RP

Arthonnen

Profile
» Username: Arthonnen
» Real name: Owen
» Age: 19
» Gender: Male
» Height: 5'8

» About: Owen was born with a lot of expectations on him. His father was the CEO of a electronics company and by day one his father already started setting stones in place for Owen to one day take over the family company. However the sheer force and determination Owen's father put on him growing up to groom him for CEO hardly worked and only drove Owen away. Typically spending time hanging out with his little sister or playing video games. When she deiced she was going to move to Japan for awhile Owen followed in the interest of looking after her, and to get away from his father. Trying to find a break from the real world Owen herd about Nerve Gear and Sword Art Online. Lucky enough to buy him a copy of the game he logged on. Trying to find a break from the real world....just for a bit.

» Virtues:
Perceptive: Owen is a smart kid, and his overly active mind has its drawbacks and Virtues. He can easily pick up on many things most people would overlook. From finding hidden locations, tracking players or mobs, and reading body language he can tell you just what kind of person you are by looking at you. Hiding things from him is typically ineffective.

Tactician: Owen is easily able to improvise or plan out complicated and sound strategies in SAO. He can tactically analyze attacks patterns, and find weaknesses easily overlooked by other players. Communication becomes key when organizing a team of players against bosses and rare mobs. While you will always need a tip of the spear, someone needs to know how to wield it properly.  

Natural: Owen has spent more than his fair share playing all kinds of video games. Strategies and techniques now bleed through to other games. Give Owen a moment to figure out the pace of a game and its control's and he will be better than most people that have played the game for years. He my lack knowledge of item locations, the best quests, and farming spots, but when it comes to raw talent he gives most beta testers a run for their money.

» Flaws:
 

Cold: Owen has a rather cold personality. He does not waste his time on people that he thinks are hopeless in this death game. He will give you his opinion on you whether you asked him to or not, and its commonly not a positive one. He values a persons virtues and and looks down on those who don't have their flaws in check, no one is perfect he understands that, but its how you wear you imperfections that matters. A strong person will grant him favor, a weak one will be left in the dust.

Overprotective: Owen is incredibly protective over his little sister, and will do anything to keep her safe. He has been known to break the arm of someone he does not like for flirting with her. So you can imagine in a death game, if you cheat her, harm her, or manipulate her, Arthonnen will hunt you down and find any way possible to harm you. Without pain this can be a challenge for him, but he will find a way.

Impatient: Sitting around and doing nothing is not his style. He likes to be out in the field getting something done. Now this does not mean he lacks the ability to sit still and wait, but wasting time is not something he does. Always on the move grinding out coal, experience or gear he is determined to beat this game. The same inpatients extents to other players. He will help you once, but that's it. He was just as new at this game as everyone else was and he has done fine figuring things out on his own so he expects others to be able to do the same thing.

Profession:

Skills 6/6 used
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Weapon skills:
»One Handed Curved-Swords (2/5)

Proffesion:

Alchemy


Inventory
Weapons/Tools:
976 Col

12 Alchemy Materials

10 bread

15 water,

Basic Curved Sword

Leather Armor +1 Evasion
 

Roleplays
http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/5290-op-f1-earning-a-living-the-alchemist/

http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/5302-sp-f1-gearing-up-a-worn-out-welcome/

http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/5303-op-f1-an-interesting-potion/


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