Baldur

For a moment, Baldur forgot about the death game. He had been surprised when he had missed, and his confidence came crashing down, but Tyger was immediately their and her hit dropped the boar's HP down to a third of what it had been. This time, the boar turned to her, leaving itself wide open as he brought his blade up from the lower position and connected with its hindquarters. It showered in rainbow colored pixels in front of him.

"It didn't drop anything more than a handful of Col. We'll probably need to hit up some quests in the next hub to keep up our gear. For now though, I feel like I'm getting the hang of this."

He stopped and looked around for more of the boars. Off in the distance he could see wolves, but by the color of their name, he could tell that they were aggressive.

"Let's get more of these boars, but watch out for where those wolves roam."

<<Baldur>> 5/5 - Hit for 2 dmg

<<Boar #3>> 0/3

Baldur smiled proudly at Tyger as she dispatched her boar with impressive skill. He walked over to her and carefully gave her a one handed celebratory hug, and then held out his left hand for a high five.

"Way to go!"

He grinned and looked around, but there weren't any other boars around them, and people were jumping on several the moment they spawned.

"Let's go over this hill and see if there are some spawning a little further away."
 

There was a dirt path taking them through the amber waves of grass, the other players were immediately much thinner when went over the next hill. The boars didn't seem to be as plentiful here, but there were only one or two other people this far out. Baldur pointed at a near by boar and took off at a more controlled pace. This time, however, the boar saw him and when he came at the boar with a horizauntl slash, it caught it with it's tusk. The boar then reared up on it's hind legs and tried to get him in the leg, but Baldur swung his leg to the side, re-positioning himself. In fencing they had called it "Parry 9" the most important parry of them all. Backing up.

 

 

• Rolled a 1 on the d10 (battle) dice.
• Rolled a 4 on the d10 (mob) dice.
• Rolled a 10 on the d12 (craft) dice.
• Rolled a 11 on the d20 (loot) dice.

Turn Order:

<<Baldur>> HP 5/5 - Miss

<<Boar #3>> HP 3/3 - Miss

<<Tyger>> HP 5/5

 

 

• Rolled a 4 on the d4 dice.
• Rolled a 2 on the d6 dice.
• Rolled a 4 on the d8 dice.
• Rolled a 10 on the d10 (battle) dice.
• Rolled a 1 on the d10 (mob) dice.
• Rolled a 5 on the d12 (craft) dice.
• Rolled a 13 on the d20 (loot) dice.

Baldur watched the field in front of them. The areas immediately around the gate were full of players who like them, decided to jump onto leveling, but were staying close to the safety of the gate. Some seemed to have a handle the system, and others didn't. Off in the distance, he saw a lone figure disappearing beyond the hill. He was certain beta testers would know the best spots, but he didn't want to follow them. For now, they belonged here, in the training grounds. The boars seemed a forgiving mob, but even still he was surprised to see people seeming to pose, rather than fight, and getting hit by the boar. He watched them for a moment, since every mob was 'claimed.'

One person kept posing, and the boar kept hitting him. Baldur began to feel uncomfortable since his health was now in the yellow, but then suddenly the player shot forward faster than he would have believed possible for someone who had been standing still through all the other attacks. As his eyes roamed over the others fighting the boars he saw the pattern, they assumed a position and a moment later they executed a move. At level one, Jason wasn't sure that he had any sword moves. For now, he'd have to rely on his skill with the sword instead. Maybe they got one at level 2?

Tyger pointed off into the distance where there was a lone boar, and Baldur took off at a run. They needed to kill as few as they could, as quickly as they could, to get out of these starting fields. He wanted to shout out, a battle cry felt appropriate, but he maintained his silence, his focus and he came up on the boar from behind. The saber was a one handed sword and he had to resist the urge to grab hold of it with his left, but with a heavy stomp of his right foot and an powerful kiai he brought the saber straight down on the boars neck. He wasn't used to slashing so low, since a person stood much taller than a boar, but one of his old instructors used to have them practice swinging at the back of metal folding chairs to try and stop the blade as close to the chair as possible without hitting it. In this case, however, the light trail from his attack when through the boar's neck and a moment later it shattered into luminescent particles. 

Baldur stood there a moment, shocked and at the same time panting due to the emotions flooding through him. They had done it. They had killed the first mob. He flicked the blade to the side out of habit, throwing off blood which wasn't on his blade when a short distance away Tyger was catching up to him as a boar spawned between the two of them. They weren't aggro mobs, though, so they weren't in immediate danger.

Turn Order:

Baldur 5/5

Boar #1 0/3

Tyger 5/5

Boar #2 3/3

<<Boar #1>> 0/3 HP

DMG: Critical Hit: 1+1+2

(Drops 15 Col)

<<Boar #2>> 3/3 HP

Baldur nodded at her words, she made sense, but he was someone who would obsessively plan everything out several steps in advance, and reevaluate along the way at certain milestones. But she did make a good point, they didn't yet have a good enough feel of the world or the systems to really even understand what was and was not possible. Most MMOs followed the Trinity of Tank, DPS, and healer... but SAO had no magic, and no real healing class. He had seen healing items in a few of the shops, but in a game like this, there still had to be tanks... that being said, he wasn't sure if he wanted Tyger to be one of them. Going a little bit tanky was probably the best bet for everyone.

As they stood at the gate he turned to her, "We need to make sure we maintain a generous margin of safety, but that being said, since our HP is so low that's going to be difficult. Be safe, and don't be afraid of running." He was vocalising this for both of their benefits. "These should only take a hit or two, so if one of us runs, the other should be able to finish it off quickly. We just need to keep awareness of our surroundings, and where the mobs will respawn."

He drew his saber and held it in his right hand and looked over at Tyger, "I love you."

And then he stepped out of the safe zone.

Baldur smiled at her teasing, and bumped her hip back with the side of his as they walked towards the northern end of the Town of Beginnings. The street they walked down was empty except for the rattle of their swords and th sounds of their footsteps echoing down the empty street. When she brought up what they would have done if they had been separated, instead of together, he shivered.

"I'm glad that will never happen." His walking slowed a minute as his mind dwelt on that, and then with a shake of his head he forced it away and picked up his pace.

"Between the two of us, it would be better if one focused on defense and the other on offense. Do you have a preference?"

As he asked the question, they emerged onto one of the large boulevards, the stone street was lined with trees and shops of all kinds, many of which were available for purchase by players - though none could afford one on the first day. Just up ahead was the large arched gates out onto the first field, and their first battles.

Thanks Asen, that's what I expected, but I couldn't find anything that showed what the difference was.

I saw the starting items, food, water, etc... but no Col? Also, what purpose do the starting food and water serve? I saw a long list on crafted foods, but not sure if the starter stuff has an effect (other than obviously just stating hunger :P)

Also, I see heavy and light armor on the skill section, but they both seem to have he same effect. Am I missing something?

Baldur looked down at the saber on his hip, and spared a quick glance at Tyger's. They only had the starting gear still. Plain unadorned weapons that only dealt <<1 DMG>>, and the starting armor which didn't give any noteworthy stats.

"The system is supposed to execute the moves for us, but we're also allowed to move and attack on our own. At least the both of us know how to use our weapons IRL, we should be better off than most here." It was a stretch, he was good with any sword, but his preferred weapons were longswords and katana. Now that this was a game to the death, he REALLY wished he had a katana.

He waved his hand and opened the menu, pulling open the map.

"I don't know where the next hub is, so we might want to grab a quest and see where it takes us, but if we get bogged down doing starter quests, we're gonna be waiting in line for mobs to respawn. I think our plan is good, and we should be able to judge by the level of the mobs where the next town is. We just need to be careful and make sure we don't pull more than one at a time." With a wave of his hand he closed the map and looked up into Tyger's eyes. He stood straighter, and his shoulders pushed back. He nodded his head firmly.

"Are you ready for this?"

Baldur took a couple of steadying breaths as he tried to wrap his mind around their situation.

"Well, from inside here, there's nothing we can do. It's up to those outside of this system to do their part. I'm sure someone will figure out how to get us safely out of the game."

HIs mind raced through all the possilbities, what must be going on in the outside world.

When a problem seems overwhelming, you break it down into smaller tasks.

"Assuming the worst best case scenario, we have to clear the game in order to get out." His breaths were coming steady now, and he stood up straight once more, looking through Tyger, rather than at her.

"If we want to survive we either need to stay here in the Town of Beginnings, or get really high level. These early levels are the most risky, but if we're teamed up, then we should be fine."  A starter animal should only take a couple hits. It would be slow going, but safer. Better to be safe than sorry. Once they had a few levels under their belt, they could farm weaker animals, it would go slower, but again, it would be safer. They could make up for it with quantity. If they could hit the limit of what the current floor could offer before attempting to advance to the next one, then they should be able to minimize their risk.

"We need to get out of the starter area though. It's going to be overrun. I say we gank enough boars to get to level 2 or 3, and then try to push through to the next hub. That should keep us ahead of the majority of the curve." Finally his blue eyes returned to hers, searching them for what she thought of his plan.

Icarus. He had forgotten about their sugar glider.

"We took the week off of work...  no one will think to look for us." Surely someone would miss them. He had mentioned to friends back in the states that they were going to do this. He had bragged about his girlfriend wanting to do the same.

His mind scrambled. Something. Anything. How did something like this actually make it to market? How did the beta-testers, or anyone working on the project not know about this?

"I'm sure that the authorities will go through the records of people who bought the game and track them down. Lots of gamers live by themselves as shut ins, and they know 10,000 people bought the game."

He put his hands on his knees and leaned forward as he tried to catch his breath and think, but it was all in their head. He wasn't really out of breath. Was his heart really racing? He couldn't feel any pain, but it was as if his body supplied that information, even though it wasn't there.

"They've got to try and set us up on some kind of IV set-up..." He shook his head, "If not, no one in here would last more than 3 days or die of dehydration..." If he really wanted them to clear 100 floors, then he had to expect something to happen. You don't create a death game like this without thinking it through... right?

"If we survive three days, then we know we've been hospitalized somehow..." It would just be the most harrowing 3 days of their life.

Jason put his arm around Rhoan and held her tight, "I don't know..."

Something made him feel uneasy, and so he lead the two of them closer to the inlet of an alley that would let them get out of the square should anything more happen. The square had several large boulevards, but here, between a bakery and an Inn, was a smaller street. He didn't like the way blood dripped down from the red sky of system error messages, and he was worried that once the barrier was lifted and they were released, they would be trampled. You couldn't die or take PvP damage in the Town of Beginnings, but you could still be knocked around.

"We need to get out of here. All these people... who knows what they're going to do next."

As soon as Baldur finished saying that, he noticed out of the corner of his eye a few people falling through walls that were no longer there. He took Tyger's hand and ran down the narrow stone alleyway, hoping to find a way out of the city. It twist and turned until they found themselves in a player housing district. No one yet had enough money to buy a home, so the area was empty save for a few NPCs. He gasped for breath, not that he was winded from running, but from the situation.

"What... what do we do now?"

Jason stood there, looking at his own face in the mirror he held in his hand. His real face. He felt his fingers tremble and the mirror tumbled to the ground forgotten. Instinctively he looked to his right, and there was Tyger, but wearing the face of his RL girlfriend Rhoan. It took his shocked brain several moments to realize why that was wrong.

"This-this can't be real."

The GM continued his speech, but this time he revealed windows of the news feeds from around the country - around the world - stating the shock of what was going on.

Over two-hundred people have already died?!

He felt Tyger lean into, obviously rattled herself.

He waved his hand, pulling up the menu once more and staring at where the 'Log Out' option should have been.

The crowd was panicked. Almost mob like. People were pounding against an invisible barrier surrounding the plaza.

"I-I can't believe something like this is even possible!"

 Profile
» Username: Baldur 
» Nickname: Gaijin Samurai; Bal
» Real name: Jason Weaver (not public knowledge)
» Age: 31->33
» Gender: Male
» Height: 5'11"
» Profession: Grand Master Merchant
» Combat Role: Tempered Glass Canon
» Guild: Jacob's Ladder
» Guild Role: Pillar
» Weapon of Choice: Katana
» Fighting Style: Katsujinken - Grandmaster
» Place of Residence: Private Island on Floor 24 (public knowledge)
 

» Before SAO: As a young boy, Jason grew up in a Japanese neighborhood on the west coast of America. He never learned the language, but he was surrounded by their art and architecture and customs. In school, he was the only white kid, constantly standing out for his blond hair and blue eyes. He and his brothers were bullied for being gaijin, until his parents moved them into private schools. They were still the only white kids there, but the classes were smaller and better managed. The academic standards at the private school were also much higher than the public schools, and as a result, Jason rose to the challenge and excelled.

When it came time for high school, they moved again, this time out into the rural country. In the beginning grade school, he had excelled at all sports simply by virtue of the fact that he was the biggest kid around. But when he went to high school, more diversity came with it, and he went from being the big fish in a small pond, to just another unremarkable fish. However, Jason had a unique blend of loving pop-culture, being a jock, and on the honor roll. So he found himself in a strange cross section of people. He could move from circle to circle, but didn't really belong to any of them. Living out in the countryside it also made it hard to keep up with his old friends, and even the new ones lived too far away to ride his bike to. So he turned to video games. Gaming was also how he learned to get along with his brothers. They could beat eachother up outside, but at the table, or side by side at couch or keyboard, they worked together like a well oiled machine. It was due to his older brothers and his parents that he also developed a love of old movies. In games, it didn't matter who he was in real life, he could be anything he wanted, and that bridged the social awkwardness gap he had had from being so different from everyone else.

His parents were by no means rich, but they made travel a priority, and as such, Jason developed a love of it as well. He loved to travel and explore. He learned to love different cultures, and appreciate the larger world as a whole. Especially when traveling to third world countries, he learned to value what was truly important to survive, and understand how blessed he was. 

When Jason went to college, the diversity crept in even more, but it was a more honest diversity than you find in high schools. The rigors of college life caused Jason to draw inward, however, and revert to his video games rather than be social. Still, he was far more social than your usual NEET. He eventually found a balance to college, for being social through MMO gaming, and managing to excel in his studies. During college he also began to fence competitively, both with the foil in European fencing, and with the Shinai in Kendo. Baldur studied and truly excelled in Iaido. It was his passion. He felt some deeper connection with the eastern philosophy of Iai and Kendo, but loved the competitive academic european fencing scene. He pushed hard, and placed nationally for both Foil and Kendo.

Once he graduated college with a degree in network security he moved again, this time across the country. There he truly found himself and flourished, having the opportunity for a fresh start. He found a group of people just as odd as he was, and who shared a collective passion for academics, theater, and martial arts of all kinds. His excitement for life and having found "his people" caused his success in all areas to skyrocket. He met his first love, a perfect match for him he never would have expected to find, Rhoan Xavia, and they never looked back.

But life would change once more. Jason had the opportunity to move across the world to Japan. He spent the first year before the move learning Japanese as quickly as he could, but due to his background, he had a leg up on most novices. As with most things, when Jason found a passion for something, he excelled at it. So together with his girlfriend Rhoan, they moved together to Osaka, Japan to pursue the next exciting step in his promising career and life. They had been living in Japan for several years when the announcement for SAO came out. Being an avid gamer, especially of MMO's and martial artist he had his girlfriend were first in line to pick up a pair of NerveGear. They were extremely excited about the game, and read everything about it which was publicly available prior to release. Being one of the lucky couples to get their NerveGear, they raced home and logged in immediately. They had everything prepared up front. Food, drinks, comfy chairs, and time off from work. They became so engrossed in the game, they never even noticed the Log Out option was disabled until that fateful meeting in the Starting City. While the initial revelation was terrifying in its consequence, Jason, as someone who often looked to escape reality into a game, was able to quickly adapt and adopt this new world as his new "real one." and embrace the new rules of this world.

That was years ago.

» 

 Jason is the kind of person who will take his time to help the newbies out, who will go out of his way to help others, and to try and raise up the less fortunate and defend those who need his help. He wants to stand up for what is right, and to treat everyone fairly. He will side with what he thinks is Just, even if it isn't what is best for him. He believes in putting honor above his life, though he would never ask anyone else to by his code.

He has one of those personalities that people feel instantly like they can trust. In fact, he is honest to a fault, and is a terrible liar. More so than telling the truth, his feelings are honest and straightforward. He is guided by his heart and his code of honor, and if they are ever not in alignment, he feels torn. His emotional depth is not deep enough to be murky as so he can often come across as transparent.

 He is a rock. Or perhaps a willow. Whatever the analogy, he is the type of person who will weather the storm, and adapt to his surroundings. His will is implacable, but he also has a 'go with the flow' manner that makes him fit into many different social situations. After years in Aincrad, he has some scars and some wear and tear showing, but where lesser men might have fallen, he will pull himself back up and move forward.

Baldur loves to help people, and to that end he has also taken a few players under his wing. It wasn't a position Jason would have thought he would find himself in, but as he and therefore Baldur, are far older than most of the players, Baldur has found himself helping younger players. Not so much with his sword arts, but with coping with life and the situation they find in, and helping try to balance the mental and spiritual health of his fellow players. He didn't want the position at first, but he has grown to embrace that maybe his greatest contribution to helping escape the tower won't be the damage he deals, but the people he helps get up there and fight along the way.

» 

In spite of the fact that he is (righteous), this attitude of always standing on the moral high-ground, and being assured of the right-ness of his cause and point of view, can rub those who love to languish the the shades of gray and moral ambiguity the wrong way. He can be blind and bullheaded in the pursuit of what he feels is right, especially if he certain of it, and refuses to bend his morality to suit a situation.

 Perhaps going hand in hand with being self-righteous, he is prideful, and those who attempt to demean him, his friends, or his ideals, are sure to inspire his wrath. It also means he has a hard time asking for help for himself, though not for others. He doesn't view this as pride, however, rather he does not wish to impose on others, especially if he feels that the task is something he should have the strength to accomplish himself.

 As mentioned, he is honest to a fault. He couldn't lie to save his life, and he will tell you why you're wrong and he's right. He never is mean-spirited about it, he just honestly thinks you want to know why you're wrong, and that by sharing his correct reasoning, you can see the light and become enlightened along with him. He can't see why anyone wouldn't want to be "on the same page" as him, and the fact that people would willfully disagree with his version of "common sense" is bewildering to him, and can cause him to act indelicately.

 As Baldur as spent more and more time in SAO, and on the front lines, he has developed a certainty that he knows more than most other people. He won't dismiss good advice from someone he respects, but it does mean he discounts people he views as having less experience than he does, or who are out of their depth. He isn't quite obstinate, but he will err on the side of him and his friends being right, rather than someone he doesn't know or trust. This dismissiveness can be more hazardous and make him seem to come across as Blunt and Self-Righteous to others.

Story Thus Far

» It has been years now since they have become trapped in the game. For much of the first year, Baldur and Tyger made due staying in the city. It seemed obvious to him that whatever the situation actually was, the authorities would rectify it quickly. As time wore on, however, and they were still in the game, he became confronted with the reality that they might have to take Kayaba at his word and save themselves.

It was then that he and his girlfriend from the real world, Tyger, took the stance of catching up with the others to help clear the castle. He would no longer let their lives be solely the responsibility of others now that he had to accept that this might really be their only way out. They stepped forth from the Starting City and began their adventure.

Along the way they became members of the Guardians of Aincrad under the stewardship of Lessa. They made many friends who they would fight side by side with such as Ariel, Crozeph, and Oikawa and in whom they often entrusted their lives to. They flourished in the tower, learning how to fight as a group with their friends and began to feel invincible. There was nothing the tower could throw at them which could stop them. Together, it seemed, anything was possible.

But perhaps it was not the tower they should have been the most concerned about. It never occurred to Baldur that there would be players who would actually seek out to harm others. He had seen orange players before. He had even grouped with them as a member of the Azure Brigade. Those people became orange for a reason, a grudge, a responsibility. A reason he could fathom. That there would be those ugly people who just wanted to watch the world burn... that never entered into Baldur's mind.

He won't tell anyone what happened. All that anyone can piece together is that Tyger and Baldur disappeared for almost a year. Neither of their names showed up on the Monument of Life on the first floor, but he had removed everyone from his friend list and vanished.

He won't talk about it. He doesn't even like to think about it. But he has reappeared and renewed his desire to free everyone from the cage of Aincrad.

When he came back from this mysterious leave of absence, he was broken and lost. He sought out the strongest connection he had: Lessa. At her side, she helped him get back on his feet, work through his issues, and build up self-confidence again. Her help in repairing his emotional state was immeasurable. He formed a bond with Lessa that to this day outweighs any other. In a moment of weakness and in trust, Baldur told Lessa one thing he had never said to anyone else in Aincrad. He told her his true name. Her, and no one else.

Lessa had her own struggles, which would at times cause her and Baldur to pass like ships at night, but the ebb and flow of their friendship always brought them back together. Not as lovers, but as two people who had found someone they could confide and trust in more than anyone else, and that bond was unbreakable.

As he became more involved, Baldur joined the front line just in time to witness the first major death in a Floor Boss Fight. Azide had been someone he had greatly admired and respected, and had things gone a different way, they might have been good friends and guild mates. The death of Azide, however, impacted Baldur severely. It would adjust his philosophy when it came to boss fights and managing the raid in its entirety. They must be prepared, and they must be as safe as they can.

Reconnecting with other old friends, Baldur discovered that the junior members before were the senior leaders now. They helped him work to get caught up to the front line at a rate he never would have expected. Very quickly, Baldur became a voice of influence in raid planning, because the people who knew their role better than anyone else, listened to Baldur. This advisory role would define Baldur's time in the front line. He was never the best at anything, but he taught those who were. His strategic influence became respected, and his voice was listened to.

Occasionally, the stress would be too much for him to bare, and Baldur would take a short hiatus from the front line to recharge his batteries, and then come back to join his friends and push the line forward. This progressed through what seemed to be years passing on the frontlines.

Eventually, Baldur would be sought out by Shield as a key member to a new Frontline guild. The first true front facing guild in a long time.The frontlines had been through a rocky time, especially after the murder of two leaders of the Azure Brigade and the destruction of that guild by supposed members of the Laughing Coffin. Baldur knew the two assassins and confronted them. OIkawa was one of Baldur's closest friends and family, and was wracked with guilt over what he had done, but the once proud paragod had found himself manipulated into the assassination by another rising star; Opal. Baldur had found a quick connection of kindred spirits with Opal, and had been hurt to be so betrayed by her. A masterful manipulator, Baldur confronted her as well on the side of the mountains of floor 7, but the woman he had known was gone. Shortly thereafter she went on a suicide mission of revenge against the Laughing Coffin and was shortly thereafter found on the Monument of LIfe.

From there, redemption became a major facet of Baldur's life and teaching. He helped his friend Oikawa work through his grief and decide to pursue redemption, even though the path would be hard and the hate would be powerful. He taught Calrex, the highest level player in Aincrad, how to use the Katana so that he could reach his wife, Teayre, another notable and infamous PKer. Then Baldur taught Teayre, a woman who had succumbed to the blood-lust inherent in the cursed blade Muramasa. She relinquished the demonic blade to him as the only one who could bear the sword without falling to its corrupting influence.

Baldur was then also sought out by Shield, a rising star of the frontlines and an unparalleled tank. Baldur factored in as a key for Shield in starting up a frontline guild, the first true one since the fall of Azure Brigade. They would learn from the folly of the past, and move forward to help the frontline. But then, floor 23 happened.

What was proceeding as perhaps one of the most well coordinated fights of the frontline devolved into one of the most ruinous. A friend of Baldur's, Hirru, ended up siding with one of the Dark Elf boss mosnters, interposing himself between the frontline players and the boss. What followed was conflict never seen before, and included PvP in a boss fight.

Afterwards, Baldur had called together a summit of the people he felt were leaders on the front. Calrex, Shield, Hestia, Jomei (who was not able to make it) and Macradon. While most of them could agree, Hestia became an agent of conflict. Someone Baldur had trusted with his life, and considered one of his closest friends and partners, threw wrench after wrench into the discussion, seeming to disagree just for the sake of disagreeing. Instead of bringing the front together, they tore it apart further. But Shield and Baldur moved forward with their plans, putting together a team that they would hope exemplified what good teamwork could do. Unfortunately, this brought them into conflict again with Hestia, who continued to be obstructionist to any progress they had on the frontlines, and culminated in a shouting match at the floor 24 boss meeting, and with Shield and Baldur's dream of a guild falling apart and the members scattering to the winds and not participating in the boss fight.

And floor 24 was a marathon boss fight, illustrating the lack of coordination and preparation that Baldur and Shield had wanted to fix.

However, slowly Baldur was drawn back to the front again, this time by a new pupil, Morgenstern, who asked Baldur to teach him the way of the sword. From here, Baldur decided he wanted to open up his own dojo, where he could teach players how to fight with the katana, how to handle themselves in combat, and how to be prepared for boss fights, as well as how to wield their sword to save others. He named his style, Katsujinken, the life giving sword; for his sword style would be to bring life back to those trapped in purgatory, and to redeem the life of those who had fallen for one reason or another and sought to use their life in pursuit of redemption to clear Aincrad.

Just as he built is dojo, Shugyosha, Student of the Way, Shield and Baldur once again got together to plan a revitalization of their guild idea. This time, under the co-leadership of Oikawa and Mari, two notable orange players who sought to earn their redemption by helping others and pushing the frontlines. This guild finally came to fruition. Jacob's Ladder, the guild that would help build a staircase form the dream world to the real world. They would help to wake the dreamers and return them home.

Relationships IRL (optional)
» Tyger (Rhoan Xavia) - Girlfriend (MIA)