Hirru

Hirru feels the intense glare of soemthing in the distance. Two blazen haired individuals to whom he knew well. "We have been summoned!"

Shop Post: Traveling Flame Transaction Date: 10/26/25 Cost of Transaction: 20000 Crafter's Profession: Appraiser Crafter's Rank: R5 Item Name: Enhanced Shock wire Item Tier: 4 Item Type: Weapon (Whip) Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: Accuracy / Accuracy / Static Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: T4 Perfect Weapon [199138a]------------------> 20000 Col (Save) ID 256100 |CD 10 | Mystic Essence Gain = 1 Mystic Essence used: 230595-4, [245319], [245320a] Item Descripti

*drunk appraisal go!* "Mar.. mar.. why did you give me steel wool and expect something out of it?" Appraisal = 80k col Mystic Essence = (6) 256100, 256101a/b, 256102, 256103a/b Exp = 48 Using 12 (3 per weapon) essence for uniques on each. 230595-4, [245319], [245320a] | 245320b], [245321], [245322], | [245323a, 245323b], [245324] |, [245325], [245327], [245328]

Floor 30 What can be said about a floor of food and consumables? There would be no words to describe it without going at length to speak on the absurdity of it all. Though, as the hunter stood there in the teleportation plaza of the 30th floor, he felt like he would not like what this floor would bring to him. The central town, Waveside, was settled upon the high seas, or as they were called on this floor, the Iridescent Sea. For the first hour of coming here, Hirru couldn't understand what everything was. There were boats and houses made of wood, but the wood had a heavy scent of sm

It was more than what the hunter could hope for. This feeling that was overwhelming not only his reason, but his own being. Each movement of those lips would spark places in his mind that he didn't even know he had. The taste that would warrant one more forbidden sip of ambrosia. It would be for that long moment that would be placed upon his heart, which beat for all it could bare. Would it be weird to say that it would be a memory that he would never want to let go of? As they both pulled away, if only to take that imaginary breath that they could only hope would one day be real, hi

"Lessa! The horse is trying to eat me!"

It was there and then that Hirru would find what he could not understand. What was this feeling that he saw within his own heart? With those eyes that looked away for only a moment? Was this what they considered 'feelings'? Romantic? He didn't understand, but what was there to understand when his head was telling him to let it be. Let it be and fulfill that empty yearning that is aching inside him for something to fill it. For that moment to come, he only needed to seize it. "..do you.. feel this too?" That slight whisper as he was drawing ever closer, pulling her in, as she d

It was good that she was so entranced. Why was she though? It couldn't be anything that the hunter was doing now, could it? Still it seemed that the prospects of further ventures would be good for them later. Though, he wondered how well she would handle a higher floor. He had not known this one just yet, but that was fair for him. Hirru had long since lost the need to travel around and help players with hunting, like he used to. No, he had no possible way to do so anymore, instead becoming one of the few healers of the front lines. It was only after joining Jacob's Ladder, did he fina

Jevi was enjoying it all, it seemed. Hirru would have to agree. This was all worth it in the end, or at least it was for them, at the moment. The alcohol was definitely different, and the oddity of the quest was causing his sense of intrigue to skyrocket. What was going on here to cause this to happen? The quest didn't seem like it was ending, or at all for that matter. They had completed the last part, which was to have their drink. In fact, Jevi was having her second as he thought about it all. She didn't seem to care too much about the implications.. ..and frankly.. neither did

"Vanta. I'm glad to have a name to match the face."Letting her know his gratitude towards their shared desire to let the disguises go. The mystique of the party was only so much, as one would seek to desire more, but how much more would he go? He did not want to cross something that she did not want. Though, the longing in those eyes. Were they for what he promised, or for whom made the promise. He wanted to know, but the hand that gave him his own want, that warm feeling once more, was enough to get him back to where he should be. "I wouldn't mind continuing to being that unexpecte

They had decided to unceremoniously slap the shipment wherever, and frankly it made him slightly happier to do so. The whole quest could suck it hard, for all that they had to do. He could swear, if his feet could hurt, they would be searing. "Let's say we never do this quest again.." He would say as he walked back up the stairwell of the cellar. Turning back around the building to reach the back entrance, he would poke his head to see that Liz's camouflage was still active. The floating blanket was evident enough as it rose and fell ever so slightly. The big gal was sleepin' so

It would hit the hunter as they talked that their reward that she was right. Their drink would be nothing more than a placebo, or whatever that word was. They're own minds would be playing the trick, but they would not be actually drunk. Mack and Shield would regularly complain about it during his time in the respective player's presence. He wanted the two of them to share a drink together. They would have like each other. Though, back on the topic. Why in the ever living hell, were they doing this quest? The whole thing was a complete disaster! "Let's get outta here." Lookin

He was glad to see that she was back to her sense, whether she would be back to her own self was another thing. It sounded like a terrible time, and the hunter would agree that he would also have many nightmares about that. There were too many times that he had to deal with bug type mobs on floors, and they were always the worst ones to deal with. Beast types were instinctual and savage, while humaniod types were precise and calculative. Bugs types were, as he would find, were always the ambush predators or had status ailment attacks. The amount of times he was paralyzed by scorpions whil

Slowly taking each barrel up the stairwell, like a dumbass, he would look around the deck once more. There were ropes of varied thicknesses and lengths, with broken boards here and there. Some odd structures on the ship too. Some sort of poles system with metal spinner bits to them. The metal seemed rusty, but you could still see the usage from one of them carrying a rope that was spooled through. A pulley, was it? How did he know that? He would look down next to the stairwell, here a grated gate would lay upon the deck. "No.." Investigating the area, he would find it had hing

"Heh, well. I guess I better start.." He would say before he felt her fingers upon his cheek. It caught the man off guard, as it was that gentle touch that conveyed something he needed. Something that he couldn't understand, but knew he wanted more of it. How long had it been since someone gave him this peace of mind. Hirru would've thought about it, but he would let himself nearly fall into that hand, if she had not taken them away. It left behind a warm flush behind, to which the heat would make his mask that much more uncomfortable. It took quite a bit of restraint to not take h

She didn't look fine, but Hirru would not count out his friend's capabilities now. The simple fact that she could hold her own against the mobs on this floor AND protect a low level player, at the same time. He knew she was strong, always had been, but time had really shown how much he had missed. How long had it really been since they last ventured with each other? How.. "I'm gla.. wait wha.." She had given her own worries about the hunter and his own state of mind. Did he have an episode in front of her? What did she see, exactly? Did she see the water that he saw. Did she

"Heh, yeah. That it is.." He would reply to how shitty of a something the cart was, as they pushed on through the roads as best as they could. It felt like they were at it for too long, or was it not at all? Quests could take hours sometimes, depending on what it needed. Hopefully, it wouldn't take all day. Time and space was all over the place on this floor. That or the hunter was losing it. With how he had been lately, he figured it was the later. At least he knew he had a problem. They eventually found the pier, but there was not a ship in sight. This was going to make a

Slowly taking her hand, while keeping it to his side, he would start to lead her towards one of the exits. He remembered two: the main entrance and the secret entrance that he scanned not too long ago. He had no reason to go to the later, so he would slowly retrace his steps back the way he came in. Slowly weaving around groups that formed here and there. There would be a small pause as they would wait for some people to enter the main room through the entrance hall. He was in no hurry, and he was sure that she was not either. "Have you been liking the party, so far?" He would a

It seemed that the players outside of the raid were really having the hell beaten out of them. To think, a low level player coming to their rescue. The front would love to hear that, though he could probably hear some of them now. 'Who let the low levels back on the floor?' 'Didn't we just lose five last time they came up here' 'We need to try harder to make sure that this never happens again' That last one he figured would be reasonable, but the player he envisioned wouldn't be. There was so much to unpack from just that, but in the end, he took it at face value. He owed them one.

She is rather apologetic and heavily analytical, but not in a way that that was arrogant, nor concerning. It only took her a few moment to, not only figure out that something was wrong with the jade player, but to also find the closest way to alleviate the situation. There were few factors that were being followed, but those were probably detailed within her mind. The hunter shook his head ever so slightly, but took the glass anyway. The drink from before didn't warm him anymore than what he thought it would, but the hand that held that glass towards him was. So too was this hand; wa

Almost as if she could read him more than anyone else, she took the nervous man away from the dance floor. Was he really showing that much concerning notions, or was she really not wanting to. She said that her special someone wouldn't be there, which he wanted to know more about, but that was between them. It was not his area to intrude on, unless Mari decided to give that information. So, they found themselves back upon the very seats that they sat upon before. Was this going to be their place to return, if such things happen again? "Huh.. Oh! Thanks." Mari had ordered a drin

"Wha! Huh! Jevi?" He stepped back a bit as he recovered himself from nearly being splashed across the room. As he took a look at the roughed up and battered player before him, his thoughts ran rampant upon the current situation. What was she doing here? Was she apart of the support team? He couldn't remember if she was, or not. Why was she looking so rough? Was she.. one of the runners? "Well.." He composed himself as he lowered his guard finally. Jevi was not his enemy, but his friend. "We won. It wasn't going down for some time. It seemed immune to our attacks n

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He was not expecting the situation to go the way it did, and was more so surprised to be pulled away by the fiery one of the group. From what she was saying, it seemed like things were going one way, and not something that she wanted to be around. Though, Hirru was just as awkward, and didn't know how to proceed, except to follow with. He could tell just from the tone that his guildmate was upset. He wanted to do something, but his social interactions were more copying his more well versed friends. Waxing philosophically as Baldur would was not the right touch here. Nor was Mack's boiste

Someone came around the dark carriage, the Emerald Flame would flicker towards them before flicking back to the back. Beckoning them towards the rear end of the covered wagon. They would find the appraiser sitting on the back step, appraising one of his older crafts. "Oh, hello there! Need anything appraised?" He would ask before being dumped with a shit load of them. He had been warned before hand, but this was about what he thought would happen. The guild icon upon his health bar would tell it more. "Ah, you should have said so earlier. Mari said she found a prospecting