Hirru

After setting the plate aside and confirming that the two would stay away from everyone else's food, Hirru turned his attention back to everyone else around. It seemed that a fair number of them had joined in on Gaius' card game. Looking at the little game, the hunter began to analyze the game from afar. It was an odd one that he had seen before, but never really learned the rules. Watching them play, he could understand slightly that the higher the players hand, the better. However, that seem to be the case for Astreya, whom seemed to have a high number, but still lost? Could it be ther

It was finally coming down to the final moment, as Jomei had dealt a significant amount of damage to the Fog of Reminiscence. The fog itself had now become less active in switching out the faces and more expressive in a few faces now. Predominantly, the ones that Hirru and Jomei reacted to the most. The faces of the girl, woman and man reappeared, showing signs of screaming, but not a sound could be heard. The same would go for the faces of those that Jomei appeared to react to. Hirru didn't know them, but they must have been a significant part of his life, if that was the case. Soon, Li

Hirru nodded out towards Jomei as the third shatter came upon the Fog, really reducing that mitigation by quite a bit. There wouldn't be any need to do much else, as the boss would was being hit constantly by Jomei. He noticed that his Rally had come off cooldown, and decided to up the duelists accuracy once more. They didn't need any reason to fail, at this point. Especially, if Jomei got hit again. Although it wasn't that much in terms of his overall health, the power behind it really threw him. Hirru didn't want him to get thrown unconscious from another blow, though the hunter wasn't

Hearing that a few more of the matches had finished, the hunter would give a slight grin before looking back to the pond. He was still sitting in the back of the dojo, so all he could hear was the cheers, and the sound of the water flowing along. He still wasn't good with socializing, but the last party they all had helped him a little bit. He wasn't as boisterous as Mack and as fun loving as Mac. He couldn't talk to a crowd anymore, without the guidance of Baldur. He couldn't understand the world around him anymore. Though, this activity, although he had taken it to improve his appr

"Bloody hell!" Was all the healer could get out as a falling mass smashed down nearby. The dust and mess would settle as Freyd had gone over to investigate. Hirru was going to let the man handle it, as it was probably something that didn't need to be looked into by everyone. They would all continue to follow Gabrandr through the alleyways, but the healer had to stop. There was something odd about that falling debris. Freyd was talking to it, and it talked back. Hirru rushed to Freyd's side to find that the debris was actually a player. He ran back to get a closer look. "How th

The shatter arts were helping quite a bit. Hirru was glad that Jomei had the extra art, or this would be just a little longer than it would have been. In fact, this was going quite a bit better than he had figured it would go. Sure, Jomei got hit once, but with a bit of healing, it was taken care of.. mostly. Both of their energy levels were actually doing quite well, even if Jomei's was draining faster. Hirru would remedy that with a quick Hyperactive charge. He held his shield high, and a yellow glow would strengthen Jomei's energy regeneration. Though, to be fair, was it needed?

"Squishy? I'm pretty sure that I have the second highest mitigation, if I'm wearing everything properly." Hirru would quip, but it made a smile come out of the healer's near gloomy face. The whole thing was rather odd to him, and the commotion above wasn't helping much. The group as a whole seemed to mostly follow the fallen king to where ever he was taking them. Several corridors before passing over large encampments that filled the more open rooms. People were still scrambling around, even after they had all left the slums behind. The bright light that blinded him as they exited t

It seemed that there was much more to it than what he was seeing. Yona had talked about her own experience with things like this, but it was brief compared to the sudden commotion of one man and his two animals. Suddenly, it seemed like the place got a bit livelier, as he brought in a reason to move around a bit more. Apparently, the little bear that had gone to town on the deviled eggs had come over with a small cherry, as an offering to @Yona. "Well isn't that nice of you. You're a lot nicer than another bear cub that I know. He would have destroyed the table by now." Hirru wa

Stepping out of the match, Hirru stretched his arms and legs outwards. Although it wasn't that long since he stopped using sword arts and really using his blade, it meant a good deal for him. It meant that he could still work on his fighting skills, even if he couldn't do much. Even if.. His mind started to wander as he too wandered. His solemn face would give a feint smile before walking out of the dojo and onto the outer walkways. From there, he would follow the walkway towards the back, where the bridges and walkways that connected all of the other rooms of Baldur's estate would b

Appraisals 8/8 Total Expenditures = 108560 Col Total Exp Gain = 192

It had been some time since the hunter had last been in this neck of the woods, or so that saying went. Hirru couldn't quite remember the last time he had ever walked his happy little ass over to Zandra's. It was probably long before the issue on the 23rd, but that was not his concern anymore. He wasn't a proper hunter anymore, and that was showing in his inability to do.. well.. anything productive. He couldn't farm, nor could he gather as quickly as others could. Instead, he left himself in an odd place, but that didn't mean he couldn't use what he had to help those that need it. W

"Jomei!" Hirru shouted out as the speedy player was knocked quite hard out of the area. Slamming against a tree, Hirru had to run after him to do anything. Damn this heavy arse and armor, he didn't need to be this weighed down. Running over to the downed saber user, he would rub his hands together. Sliding into range, the hunter would slap a hand upon Jomei's chest while performing his First Aid single target healing. Green light would flow out from the hand to the other, healing a bit of the damage, but not all of it. The rest would have to be done through his own battle healing ca

Hirru couldn't recover in time, as the attack from Morning Star swept inwards. He couldn't move backward, as he was already within slashing distance, and the slightly movement would still bring the tip level for a poke. He figured that he would have time to deflect it, but.. A light slap against his side would make the third strike. Baldur called out the strike and that was that. Hirru sighed before chuckling a bit at the thought of it all. Was this to cheer the hunter up? Was that why someone put his name into the ballet? It must have been, as the past few days have been rough for

<<Round 2 was Morningstar's point. Score will reflect that here>> Before his bokken could connect, Morningstar had deflecting his blade, in doing so had slightly tapped the hand of the hunter. Baldur caught on this and called out a second point to Morningstar. After stepping back and readjusting, there was much that Hirru had to rework for this to work. He would have to use feints to bring out the guess work and.. 'Why am I trying so hard?' This was supposed to be a friendly tournament, and the hunter was looking through each movement to see what he could do to a

As Jomei headed out to attack the fog boss, Hirru was readying his actions according to what would happen. It appeared that his previous observation was true, and that Jomei was using more TECH arts than anything else. Was his shift truly of the TECHNICAL variant? This intrigued the hunter, as he had only known one other that actively chose that shift, and that was the Ultramarine himself, Calrex. Everyone else that he knew had the AOE shift for optimal mob burning potential. Only a few really cared for SINGLE TARGET, but he knew which ones it better suited. This was going to be interest

Hirru didn't understand why he was participating in the first place. Did someone put his name into the bracket as a joke? Wasn't this for the coveted safeguard? Why was there a 'romantic dinner for two' also there? The hunter was assaulting himself with too many questions to notice that his opponent had already started. Seeing the attack in time to defend, his sword arm would react in a defensive manner, however, that cost him. This wasn't a fight where shielding one self with an arm was available to him. Instead, he had given his opponent the point, by using his old combat experience.

"I'll get you started with an accuracy booster. Dungeon bosses have been getting near floor boss levels of accuracy and evasion, so keep yourself moving. I'll keep you going for as long as I can, but I'll probably be setting Hyperactive on myself to keep up." Hirru planned out what he was going to do with Jomei. This wasn't like his bouts with Freyd, as they both were dealing damage. This would be a battle of attrition, and it was not looking good in their favor. Hirru held his shield up to the sky and activated the Leadership skill: Rally. A purple haze would envelop Jomei before t

Looking down at the registry, Hirru found something odd. "Baldur? Why is my name on here?"

Hirru groaned as he was awakened by the sudden commotion from above. Slowly creaking out of bed, the hunter looked around his little room that he now called home. It was essentially the basement of the dojo, where some of the equipment was kept, but that didn't bother him much. As long as he had his privacy, he would be fine. Though today was a special day for Baldur and the rest of the dojo. It would be in due practice to help out where it was needed, and it would definitely be needed. After getting dressed in the robes that Baldur wanted him to wear, the hunter felt heavily odd. H

As he opened the door, he was greeted by someone that he ventured with some time ago. A rumor that people and NPCs were being taken from the nearby forest, on the third floor. It got quite hairy near the end, but the party of three seemed to handle themselves quite well. This girl was.. "Ah, Astreya. Hell.." Before he could continue, a purple haired individual whom was being dragged along by Astreya, had bumped past him to get outside. "..Oh?" He didn't understand the reasoning, until Astreya explained that they needed some air. Hirru understood that, as he needed tha

It wasn't very often that he got these invitations, in fact, he never really got any that didn't pertain to the front lines. At least, not since Mack's disappearance. He never really participated in any of Mack's functions, but he heard that they were all very fun. Though, in the end, he wish he had joined in on the festivities. He probably would have gotten to know more people. He sighed while looking at the message. There had to be a point to go, and one not to go. Hirru had neither. -------- As he rounded the next street towards the destination, he started to notice that th

"Huh?" Hirru looked up to find that Yona had returned, and some time had roughly passed. How long had he been fishing for? He couldn't quite remember. All he had been doing for the longest time was watch that bobber go up and down.. up and down.. up and down. He shivered as he got himself out of another loop. It was starting to become an ever growing thing with his fishing habits. Hirru thought that it may be good to just fish at the ponds of Baldur's house. "Oh hey there! Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Did you get that thing you needed done?" As he asked that, the

Ask for peace and watch the blood flow. Man's insatiable urge to grow. Aggressive to a fault. Yet, kindness that would make one halt. Passion, to will through anything. Cowardice, to know ones being. Bravery, to fight at a cost. Sacrifice, for those that are lost. They had only just finished the boss fight and survived from nearly starting another feud between the front lines, but they couldn't rest now. Hirru was only just coming out of his funk when he was told to follow. Their next fight would bring them back to the surface, as they moved through the lower slums, on thei

"Yeah, this is getting too.." Once more a face that Hirru was not willing to see, but this one. This one was of an older man, much older probably around his 50's or so. He seemed strong of jaw but eyes filled with kindness. At least, they should have, if not for the face being more solemn. His expression being that of peace. It would not do the same for the hunter though, as that face was one that he knew far too well. One that he knew long ago, when Mack first asked him to join the Crimson Blades. The oldest member of the guild.. ..whom died alone in a cave.. ..whom they

"Oh right.." The small reminder of where they were gave the hunter a small pause to look around them. The clearing that this odd rock formation made seemed weird, as if it was made to keep the trees out of the way; or, was it that something was keeping the trees from growing here? Hirru was going to start speculation when he snapped back to reality and thought of this as a game, or what a game should be considering Shield and Baldur's explainations. This was supposed to be an area of battle. Dungeons were not always delving underground, some of them have been situated in a single area