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  1. So since I have a year and eleven months on this site, I can't be in it? Just kidding.

    I would like Daeron to be with brown hair and orange, fierce eyes. Daeron is a narcissistic, and clever man at the age of 22. For this fan fiction, I'd like Daeron to have a slightly evil role and he will be using a chain with a blade at the end of it, which he uses a flamboyant fighting style acting like a renegade and a rogue.

  2. This kid thinks he's good enough haha, also here, if you need anything from any of the staff, please don't hesitate a bit too ask for help. We will gladly make your stay in this death game- I mean virtual reality as welcoming as possible!

     

    Your favorite staff member already,

    Daeron

  3. I, Daeron, am looking for a blacksmith that can replicate my armor and weapon, however, I'd like my armor to look like Santa's robes, my shield to look like a Christmas wreath and my weapon to look like a candy cane. To whomever thinks they are willing to accomplish this for me, I will pay them whatever fee they desire.

  4. Daeron hadn't given it much time as soon as he heard about the holiday boss. Approaching the sign up location, the golden haired man signed his name up and simply walking away. Dom was also there to high five Daeron the moment he walked in, meaning that this boss wouldn't take long to go down. Obviously, since a high five train has been started, Daeron knew he was now obligated to keep it going.

  5. Daeron was living the rogue life. To be completely honest, Daeron probably had the most interesting history out of all the people he knew. Pfft. Others called him arrogant, he called himself proud of his own efforts.

    Daeron had been in search of a dungeon for days now and so far he has had little to no luck, however, recently his luck must have finally caught up to the blonde man's ego because recently he had found a party invitation for a dungeon raid, taking little less than a second to think about the answer, he left on his way to the eighth floor. After walking for several moments, Daeron saw a player... alone and waiting, for someone to show up for their party request he supposed.

    Walking over, he began to flex in his golden clad armor. "Never fear, a God upon men is here. The names Daeron, but I'm sure you must have heard of me before." He said, shining his shield as he leaned against the tree. Waiting for the player to respond, Daeron stood there looking around to see if anyone else shows up.

  6. Daeron slowly continued to approach her. "Listen to me please, I've always been that way." He told her once more. Finally, he got a slight response from Lessa- but not the one he was looking to hear from the blonde. Stepping closer and closer, he finally put his hand on her sword, slowly pushing it to the side, and stepping closer to her. He locked eyes with her once more, this time with their noses nearly touching. "It's me Daeron, the one whom had met you on the fourth floor almost a year ago... You're Lessa... the girl I had fallen in love with before." He said, lowering her weapon now.

    He knew that was he was doing was just like playing with fire, except he knew that if he got burned this time things might get more heated than the fire itself. He was now in her face, nose to nose, he took the other unoccupied hand and cupped her cheek. He felt so confident he wasn't going to get hurt, even though deep down he knew that this could hurt worse than anything he had experienced before.

  7. As the attacks came towards Daeron, a group at the same exact time began to swing their weapons at the shield, he held up. Anxious to see if he could still take damage like he felt he could. After several seconds, all of the weapons came down towards Daeron, but luckily for him, he was strong enough to keep his shield held up so that he could block the attacks. When he saw his health bar, rather sturdy he wasn't concerned at all anymore about the damage output of these monsters. Daeron then figured it was time to counter attack. Daeron retaliated towards the first corrupted soldier, by swinging his own weapon, Ragnarok, at the foul, decayed body of the soldier.

    [ID: 42048] [Battle: 4]

    Unfortunately for Daeron, the Soldier was quick enough on the trigger to block the attack itself, therefore wasting his own attack, Dom was obviously ready to dish out more damage, which he had done an excellent job, attacking 4 targets at the same time and taking out almost three-quarters of their health with a single combo. Daeron however, wasn't there for damage output, and instead just stood there as a legitimate meat shield.

     

    HP List

    Ssendom 181/181
        Energy 10/34

    Daeron 172/176
        Energy 27/29

    Corrupted Soldier [44/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT
    Corrupted Soldier [44/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT
    Corrupted Soldier [44/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT
    Corrupted Soldier [44/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT

  8. Daeron watched as Calrex initiated the fight by using Howl. Since Daeron is the primary tank, he'd have the highest hate, meaning Calrex can focus on doing more damage rather than tanking. Smashing his blade to his shield, he used his own Howl skill. Without much time to react, Daeron watched as the two boars turned their attention to him. Preparing for the worst type of attack, he stood with his shield up and a firm look in his orange, fiery eyes. "Come at me!", he shouted towards the boars, slamming his weapon to his shield once more.
     

    Boar 1 [ID: 42046] [Mob: 5] - Miss

    Boar 2 [ID: 42047] [Mob: 5] - Miss

     

    With the attention drawn towards Daeron, the boars charged towards him, their tusks pointed at his shield. At a fast pace, the boars must not have noticed each other charging at the same target, because as Daeron was braced, the boars had collided side by side with each other, getting their tusks locked in with each other. Now fighting over trying to unlock their tusks, Daeron watched them. "Attack while they are occupied!" he said, standing ready in case they continued to fight or if they went to charge at him once more.

    HP List
    Calrex: 281/281
       Energy: 54/54
         Hate: 3
    Teayre161/161
       Energy: 27/39
          Hate: 1
    Maximum: 8/8
       Energy: 0/2
          Hate: 0
    Bell: 8/8
       Energy: 1/2
          Hate: 1
    Shizuka: 96/96
       Energy: 24/24
          Hate: 0
    Daeron: 176/176
       Energy: 29/29
          Hate: 4

    Enemies:
    Steel Hide Boar 1: 57/200
    Steel Hide Boar 2: 200/200
    30 DMG
    50 MIT

  9. Daeron had gotten up to use the Men's room, after all of these people entered, so that he could get some time away from others. However, before he had trekked any distance, he heard a "THUD!". Turning his head over his shoulder, since his back was turned, he saw a blond farmer on the ground and Zandra by the man. He could see a menu pop up in front of her, obviously starting a quest. He didn't feel like getting too into the situation, but before he knew it, he was involved in the quest simply by being in the room. As he turned his head to go on to using the restroom, he saw the menu. The title of it mentioned it being a "Chain Quest" a new type of quest he's heard about now, but he doesn't know anything about it. Simply based on the name, he figured it was a quest that leads to another quest. He sighed, and simply pressed the blue circle, it would mean more loot and experience for him, unfortunately as soon as he pressed the blue circle, Zandra was instantly in his party.

    He had no clue who it was, all he knew was that that must be the girl who started the quest initiation. Deciding not to use the restroom, he simply walked over and stood by the door, with one foot against the frame, and the other planted firmly on the ground in his golden clad armor grinding against the wooden wall. "So much for me being able to have a quiet day... This better be worth it." he said, with his eyes closed, waiting for the commotion to die out.

  10. Daeron watched as Rebekah led on. It was perhaps- fifteen minutes of walking before they made it to the zone. Then it took another few minutes before they found the Darkened Souls. As Daeron began to rush before the team with his sword and shield ready, he saw Rebekah prepare to start fighting already. "Wait!" he said, as he must have made her miss, now the problem was that Rebakah was focused by all eight of them. Standing apart from the party, Daeron shouted, bashing his sword and shield hard against another, shouting at the Darkened Souls. "Come at me you bloody souls!", he shouted, now attracting their aggro with the use of his Howl skill, which worked nicely with his fighting spirit. All of the spirits now turned towards him, he nodded at the remainder of the group, giving them the signal that the battle has begun.

     

    Rebekah 133/133, E: 30/32, H: 0
    Daeron 176/176, E:29/29, H: 4 (+3 From Howl, +1 From Fighting Spirit)
    Zero ??/??, E: ??/??, H: 0
    Opal 124/124, E: 31/31, H:0
    Emerath 64/64, E: 15/15, H:0
    Jomei 124/124, E: 30/30, H:0
    Macradon 82/82, E: 18/18, H:0
    Ebony 96/96, E: 24/24, H:0

    Darkened Soul 1: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 2: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 3: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 4: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 5: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 6: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 7: 260/260
    Darkened Soul 8: 260/260

  11. Daeron was confused at what was happening. All she said was sorry for him going orange. "Lessa... I've been orange for a long time, you know that, it was like this since you've first met me. However, you know that I'm no threat. You know that I've only meant good." he said, taking two more steps towards the girl. He put away his weapon and his shield, and held out empty hands towards her, to show that he meant no harm, that he wasn't going to fight her. If she were going to kill him, then maybe something else might happen, but he had no intentions of fighting her for no reason. Daeron looked into her eyes, his orange, fiery eyes, locking with hers, trying to establish calamity between the two, to thin out the tension that had built within half of a second. "Lessa, you know me." he said simply as he took a third step towards her, now leaving maybe five steps between the two before he could possibly reach her. He was nervous, afraid at what was happening.

  12. Daeron stood waiting for a number of people to show up all of the sudden. It seemed to the golden haired man that this seemed to happen rather often when he got close to anyone else. Daeron saw Dom arrive, and Ebony too, a support that he encountered vaguely but got a fair idea of who she was. It wasn't much longer until there was one person in particular that caused him to tighten his muscles in his armor. Keeping a calm expression on his face. 

    His orange, fiery eyes didn't do as much as look at her. He knew she was there, he could tell she was trying to avoid him. Unsure of why she still stayed, he finally stretched. He looked at Dom with a concerned expression. "Listen, I feel like I'm causing tension to build, perhaps I should just go..." he said, unsure if coming here was a smart choice after all.

  13. Daeron decided to take the lead with Amethyst on his shoulder, so this way in case anything came at them he'd eat the first hit as the tank. The thought of finding a dungeon really intrigued him, this would be his goal for the day. Daeron left footprints in the ground from his heavy armor. "Well when the guild first started it was Zelrius, Shanok, Clarence, Keith and I. When we came up with the idea, it was going to be a private guild, meaning nobody but is five in it, and to be fair, the five of is together were already stronger than any other guild. I used to be the commandant for Forges and Finances, until I screwed up... after that, I was forced to leave since Azure Brigade became a maverick Hunter group, meaning I was a target of Keith's, the current leader at the time. That's about all that I can remember."

    Daeron began to think about his past, remembering everything but not making a huge deal of ask if this. Daeron hasn't been focused on where he was walking however, next thing he knew, there were four corrupted soldiers before them. His first monster since his reappearance. Daeron, drew his shield and weapon, clashing them against each other, Howling in the process to draw the aggro.

     

    Daeron [176/176] [Hate: +4 (3 Howl, 1 Fighting Spirit)]

    Ssendom [181/181] [Hate: 0]

     

    Corrupted Soldier [160/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT

    Corrupted Soldier [160/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT

    Corrupted Soldier [160/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT

    Corrupted Soldier [160/160] | 40 DMG |  40 MIT

    (OOC: Can you explain how their damage scales with crits again, and bear with me on the combat, first fight since I came back, also, how much energy do we have?)

  14. The golden boy, Daeron had found the cafe, "The Golden Cake" in his away time from other people, he used to only enter if nobody else was there, however it's been long enough he felt comfortable being around others yet again. He was drinking a glass of ice cold water as he had been doing some light traveling. A pearl of sweat ran down his forehead and his fingers were covered in calluses.

    Not too long after he began to finally relax, someone entered, a female, that sat down to have some blueberry pie based on the way it looks. The sunlight from the window shone down on her skin, making it shimmer in the light. Daeron, walked over to the server after bringing the pie and lemonade and paid for the meal and sat back down to wait for her to come to him if she really pleased to.

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