Astraeus

In the Forest of Wandering Mist, Astra was guided by one of the orange players he had met. Apparently there was a group of them that hunted together. Since they were shun upon from the world of Aincrad, they had to make due with what they had and Astra had sought them out do to their status, "The people may hate you, but I love the work you people do. Come now, show me that fool who has been sullying my name..."

The orange player directed him to a forest where a player was pinned to a tree. Astra looked at the man sharply with ill intent blue eyes, there was no happy smile, no singing tone in his voice, "You sick, ejaculated piece of trash. What gulls do you have tarnishing my name in the streets? Do you have any idea who I really am?" Astra asked in a serious tone.

"Yeah! You claim to be helping others, but I heard of your misdeeds as well! You are a two faced rotten liar is what you are! You have no spine to do things yourself, so you get these PKers to do your dirty work. Once I get free, I'm gonna tell everyone what you have done!"

Astra laughed, his manicured nails digging into his face as he doubled over with pure joy, "Hahaha! You..You think you are going to be alive pfftwahahaha...long enough to tell anyone? You stupid fool!" Astra took out his Blood Drinker and turned it on the man's throat.

"Do it!" Astra commanded. The others over powered the player and they forced him into an open duel where they could attack him freely without incident. Astra placed a boot on his throat and leaned down, "You see, people don't simply walk away from me. They get what they deserve. And you deserve nothing more than death. It is true, I am the most deplorable person you will ever meet again. To take my name and run it through the dirt, spreading these false lies about me...being true or not, you have no idea who you are messing with and the amount of power I will eventually hold. I will twist this happy place into my dark world sanctuary and I will make an example of those who disobey my rule...starting with you."

"You kill me! And you will go Orange like these castaways! And everyone will know what a Two Faced Scumbag you really are!"

Astra clutched the player by the turf of his hair and leaned in with a sick and unyielding smile with his curved lips, "Victims...aren't we all?"

He dropped the man and turned his back...then there was a scream of death as he was killed by the four PKers surrounding him.

Astra dropped his payment to the ground and looked back the band of rogue warriors, "Your time in the light shall come. Until then...patience. For a new world is about to dawn. Hahahahah!"

As he sheathed his dagger he opened his menu and looked at the spoils of victory, so far only four mats. He sighed, that was barely enough for a common equipment this day and age. Perhaps he could barter with a song or a dance? Shaking his head he noticed he received several incoming messages, he laughed to himself and amused over the course of a minute closing out of all the windows. So it had finally begun, he just had to wait till night fall to do it. He killed some time at the Orphanage as he made his way down to the first floor of Aincrad.

He stared at his plate kicking things away with his fork as he rolled something that looked like broccoli into his mashed potato substance, "What's wrong Astra?"

"Hnnn? OH! Nothing, I just have a good deal on my mind right now that is all..." Indeed he did! For right at this instance a poor sap is getting drained of his HP rather quickly in the Forest of Wavering Mist on the third floor. Apparently there was a rumor about Astraeus that he was some kind of criminal, such rumors had to be squashed and obliterated. 

"How about singing us a song tonight, Astra!" the kids cheered, they enjoyed his songs but not so much his adult themed stories.

"Not tonight, children. I will be busy with some other things." there was a loud 'aww' as they were unhappy of the answer given. Astra smiled softly at them and got up from his seat, "Don't wait up for me tonight. I'll be out till tomorrow probably. I'll see you all later, do everything Danielle says! Got it?"

"YES!" they answered back.

Astra did something that he was going to regret and that made the Wild Hog angry. Could the beast actually hear him talking to it? He shrugged is well defined shoulders and flicked the collar of his caplet as he leaned on one foot with his weight. While the WIld Hog charged at him, the dagger in his hand seemed to glow once more with a deep saturated red as if it was calling out to be fed with blood. His blue eyes smiled with his sharp lips and the Hog juped at him. With a sort of mad look in his eyes, Astraeus plunged the dagger deep into the underbelly of the beast and started slashing and hacking bits of its fat away from it's body. Covered in blood and guts, he threw the creature off of him as it disappeared into the air leaving a shower of blood to rain down on the grass. Licking his lips he turned around to see people starring at him from afar. He waved with his blood soaked hand, "Hiya!~" they turned tail and left, leaving a frowny Astra behind.

"Well, poo! Oh! I didn't notice all this...colorful simulated blood. Isn't that nice? Bleh...note to self; take shower." 

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ID: 29008 LD: 8 [Notta]

Astraeus HP: 17/23 -- BD: 9  [+ 3 Dmg] [Bleed: 2/2]

Wild Hog HP: Baconized/13 -- MD:10 [+ 4 Dmg]

+ 1 Material

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Astra dusted the blood and dirt from his shiny black thigh high boots and looked around him making sure he was still alive, "Oooh! More flowers!" he said leaning down and searching the area for anything that might be useful, "Drats..."

ID: 29011 LD: 6+1 []
ID: 29012 LD: 8+1 []
 

The pudgy nuisance squealed and grunted, snorted and ripped grass with its hoofed feet. Astra eyed the creature, this was going to be one of those battles. He just knew it. As the discolored rolly polly pudgy hog came skittering across the field as it bellowed and whined with a whiny whistle from its foam dripping mouth. Astra stepped aside once more almost in a frantic jump as he lunged out of the way of the oncoming tusk. Kicking up grass from where he fell, the Performer sighed once more having missed an opportunity to attack the damn thing. His icy blues looked over his shoulder, gracefully flicking his hair with the back of his hand as it landed off his shoulder and unfurled to his back. 

"Ok! Ok! I get it! You are not a fan of me, and I am not a fan of you. So let me just stick my dagger in you and call it even, alright?" Astra smiled sharply at the grunting menace before him and then his thin eye brows raised and then he frowned.

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ID: 29007

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 2  [+ Dmg] [Bleed: Not in Effect]

Wild Hog HP: 5/13 -- MD:4 [+ Dmg]

You cant have a dramatic RP without an overly dramatic player such as myself. Hit me up PM if you wanna toss some ideas around. If you like hurting things (mainly people), we'll probably get along smashingly.

Astraeus yawned from his battle with the boar, his eyes sheepishly fell to the target. It grunted and a weird mucus came rolling out of its nose. Astra gave a 'bleh' sound as he looked at it with a disturbed face, "You got a little something...coming out of-- Oh my!" Astra jumped out of the way of the stumpy legged cretin as he moved to the other side of the field. His eyes watched and flickered, he wondered if he could throw his dagger at the beast from this distance. He rolled his eyes, if he did that he would have to run back to get it. He shook his head, the long platinum tendrils of his hair came undone from his shoulder as he flicked his hair with grace ever more. His light blue eyes squinted lightly and he complained, "Ugh...is it night time yet? I just wanna get on with the main attraction! And YOU! ARE NOT! IT!" he pointed his dagger at the grunting Wild Hog.

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ID: 29006

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 4  [+ Dmg] [Bleed: Not in Effect]

Wild Hog HP: 5/13 -- MD:3 [+ Dmg]

The Traveling Performer tossed his dagger into the air casually, catching the hilt and displaying his animation as the Wild Hog was getting ready to charge once more, the same old routine was it? Sure, he was pushing over the weak creatures, but why would he fight something that could kill him when he had yet to get any special armor or anything. He tsked to himself as he nearly forgot about the Wild Hog coming for him. He narrowed his eyes as the Hog ran by him, its lengthy tusk catching the fabric of his clothes and pulled him to the ground as he traded off with the beast a lethal blow as it ran by. The bleed effect still occurring as the blood splattered from the wound once more.

Astra pulled himself up and dusted his body off with his hands and looked around, "I hope no one saw that...HEY! You foul and perhaps odorous creature! Who do you think you are?... Oh whatever. Just die already!" 

Casting: Astraeus || Wild Hog [Initiative]

ID: 29003

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 7  [+2 Dmg] [Bleed: 2/2]

Wild Hog HP: 5/13 -- MD:6 [+2 Dmg]

"Goodness gracious! These flowers are breathtaking!" Astra had found a few roses that were simply amazing to look at, taking his basic dagger as to not sully the blood stained Blood Drinker, he cut from the ground and stripped the beautiful roses from their earthen cage and placed them in his inventory. As he got up, he thought some more killing would do just before his afternoon meal, he was indeed having quite the appetite already. 

"Already my pawns are at work...Come little piggy, I shall rip the hair from your chinny, chin, chin." The Musical Performer, among other things, switched out to his beautiful Blood Drinker and produced it fluidly. His stance was non combative as he slid the dagger up and down his exposed flesh of his chest. His sapphire eyes twinkled as the Wild Hog charged in. It whipped by Astraeus as he spun on the ball of his foot and laughed at the creature at its poor attempt to strike. The Performer made a graceful slash towards the beast and ended up carved a piece of the flesh out with a nasty ripping effect as his dagger soaked the blood and drank the simulated crimson liquid. Yanking free the dagger, the bleed effect started to kick. It wouldn't take long for this Hog to go down for the count, "Just fall over already and give me my mat..."

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Casting: Astraeus || Wild Hog [Initiative]

ID: 29002

Astraeus HP: 23/23 -- BD: 8  [+2 Dmg, +2 Bleed] [Bleed: 1/2]

Wild Hog HP: 9/13 -- MD:4 [Miss]

Astra smiled and then waved his hands vigorously at her comment, "No! No! No!..." his eyes shifted to the left, those blue averting her gaze as she walked closer to him, "The first best thing that happened to me in the game...Well, I suppose it would be meeting you. And becoming a Performer tied in the spot. I am a bit more of a gentleman than that! AND that was an accident! You think I go around town groping women for the fun of it...? Maybe back home in the real world, but I have a reputation to protect here. I can be named some lecherous, womanizer when I live in an Orphanage...what would the children think?"

Astra laughed, it was true though. Meeting Aramail made his week...although technically, they have only met each other yesterday it felt like a lot longer than that. He coughed and his eyes went back to the female, he smiled softly and leaned on one side of his body and folded his arms, "Clyde would have been the appropriate name to use in that situation, but I suppose we can be a little more original. Bonnie and Alphie, the terrible duo. I'm still quite unsure of that name though...Makes me sound...like a kid or something..." Astraeus shrugged with his shoulders, his arms still folded. "So what's the plan? That quest didn't take too long and we still have a full day ahead of us..."

When the two entered the dark entrance Astra had thought to himself that this was a similar situation when they were in the cave, "I promise not to--" he went silent, he remembered he was told to never bring up that subject again. He swallowed lightly as the area was filled with light as another set of doors opened to them. Astra blinked a few times allowing his eyes to settle over the oriental Chinese den? They were pretty elaborate with the decorations, bold red and golds strewn all over the place made it feel as the name suggested The Red Dragon. Astra leaned on his right leg, keeping an eye on this masked figure ahead at the table, he thought it was suspicious when he added in 'should we require you two, we'll call for you...' part. It didn't settle well with him, but it was probably some intimidation factor.

The two were released to back into the public once more, Astra had placed his cloak in his inventory, it was a short lived dream but now he was back to wearing his mask as the overly charming, overly dramatic Traveling Performer...Well, it wasn't all bad. They had walked a few blocks away and Aramail had opened up her letter. Astra could see the congratulatory notice of her quest ending and gave a loud clap, "Hey! Looks like its all done!" he said amusing himself. She had talked about what just happened previously, the Performer wasn't sure what that was all about, "You are the Merchant, not me...But they did say they'll be requiring you later...So perhaps you have some more lose ends to tie up later? In any case--" Astra hummed to himself and his smile was brighter than the sun, "Oh! Come, come. You don't have to thank me. It was all in a day's work!" he leaned forward with a sweeping bow, "We made a pretty good team though. Whenever you wanna do the Bonnie and ...ugh...Alphie thing again, you just let me know! That was the best fun I had since coming to this game....well, second best thing," he noted to himself.

Astra seemed to dust his hands clean of the dirty work as Aramail seemed to be overjoyed by the thrill of their actions. Astra had to admit, letting his dark side come out was more than just a release, it felt natural...was natural. It was in his nature to be like that, no wearing a mask and showing everyone he was a jovial, selfless and righteous man. These people, they were all his little pawns in his game of chess. Each one to be moved as he instructed. With that feeling of euphoria passing and going by them, Astra and Aramail headed back to the creepy guy behind the metal door. As they shuttled there, they kept their hoods up so that their faces were covered from the local authorities. Whispers were already being threaded into ears of a criminal act happening in the Market District. 

Astra kept a close eye on the street before them as Aramail did her thing. No conversation was expressed between the two instead the metal door opened up slowly to them. He followed the woman closely as they entered inside, Astraeus had no idea what to expect as they entered.

"Alphie? Ugh! Clyde, woman! Clyde!" She didn't catch the Bonnie and Clyde reference and instead was called Alphie...of all names. He shook his head underneath the massive hood. The ginger was on the ground yelling and barking at the two of them, Astra clamped a hand over the fatties mouth and brought a basic dagger blade up to his neck, "Shh...Quiet you fool, you don't want us to make a bigger scene. Now, how about those vouchers?"

"Scum! Wretches! People will find out--"

"Find out? Hahaha...You stupid fool. No one will know anything...do you know why? Because I know who you are. And I know who your friends are...Sure, we can break your spirit. But how about your friends? The ones you care about...that girl that brings you fresh bread everyday? Hrm, wouldn't want to see her bloody carcass nailed to a cross in the middle of town now would you? We can make your life much more difficult. Now, this is what is going to happen..."

He got up and removed the dagger from the man's throat and released his hold on him. He stepped aside to let the plus sized man take a gander at the peering stare of Astra's partner, "I told you...bad mood. Now if you don't want anything else 'bad' happen...You will drop your vouchers on the ground and allow us to pick them up. We wouldn't want you finding out our true names..."

The ginger scrambled to his feet, nervous and sweat induced as he opened his menu cursing to himself letting his vouchers to fall to the ground from his inventory, "See? Wasn't that easy? It was a pleasure doing business with you. We shall be back later to pick up some more. Come Bonnie, we have what we came for..."

Astra nodded, he felt giddy with anticipation and the cloaks would help allow him to expose himself more freely to his inner demons. He gestured for Aramail to follow him, they had to walk a ways further than their origin to find a Tailor that wouldn't mind selling some raggedy looking cloaks to them with some big hoods. Astra was a given a dark brown, long and tattered cloak. It covered a great deal of his body and his face was disguised by the heavy depth of the hood. Aramail seemed to wear a similar fashioned one. Removing the hood briefly, he looked back at her, "This is going to be so much fun!" he said with almost laughter in his voice. Chaos and mayhem, that was something that was lacking in this peaceful and quaint populace, the excitement was drawing near.

The Traveling Performer and his partner in crime went back to their origin in the market, stalls of all kinds were littered in the streets, Merchants of all kinds pushed their carts and yelled out special deals they had going. There was a chubby individual with red hair that was selling some good quality items, nothing to brag about but he seemed to be out about and with a big smile on his face, "That one! Let's turn that smile upside down. Follow my lead..." like cats stalking their prey, Astra and Aramail made their way slowly to the cart totting merchant, the red haired guy smiled and beamed as the two came close to him. 

"Hey buddy, we are here to procure some of those vouchers. How much are you selling them for?"
"Ugh! Yes! Well, you see. As a merchant, we don't sell those to other players as we use those for our personal use and--"
"I don't think you understand...You see, this one behind me has been in a bad mood all day. How about we trade you for the vouchers? We won't hurt you, and you give them to us..."
"I-I-I'm sorry! But I must decline! I will be on my--"
"Break his hand, Bonnie." 

Astraeus, his darkly side creeping forth and showing, shook his head frantically. Yes! That was the sort of twisted darkness he wanted to see out of the woman, the physical inclination that she wanted to intimidate with pure and undeniable strength and show of power. Pain in this game was real to an extent, however, they were in a crowded area of the market, if they started to make chaos and havoc on some poor and lonely shop keeper, the people would around suspicion and label them in such a way that they may start to gain a bad reputation. If he could procure a few cloaks with heavy set hoods, this plan might actually work.

"We could get some cloaks from a tailor, or perhaps some just really bad quality ones that sell for cheap with some heavy depth in the hood to mask our faces. Then we won't have to worry about our identities and the bad rep if we decide to act on our lust for carnage. As for the vouchers, I believe they are pamphlets that you use to trade in for items. Something like a type of currency, like a money order with a set amount. As to what they look like, well, I don't think shop keepers sell those as they need them for their craft. So they'll be in their inventory. The only way to get those is by getting them to trade you something for those items. However, I doubt they'll give theirs up easily." He believed what he said was to be true, these idiots held onto their materials like their life depended on them. If Astra had the choice and there was a game mechanic involved, he would stealth his movements and pick pocket anyone that he crossed. Alas, this was not in form and they had to do what they could. However, they had plenty of options to go with.

Astraeus perked up when he heard her say Anarachy, was he able to finally woo her over to the dark side? He listened to her plan waiting for her chaos impending idea. His eyes lit up and sparkled while listening to her voice, nodding frantically waiting patiently for her to expose her plan to him, "Yes? Yes!?"  he said shaking his head, but there was nothing left to her plot, taking someone elses' business? Ugh..."Wut?" Astra kept his beaming smile and allowed it to slowly fade, was that her plan? Where was the bit of Anarchy and chaos in that? He shrugged inwardly and nodded his head all the same, "I suppose we gotta start somewhere! Oooh how about you intimidate one of the player? I am sure they'll have a plethora of vouchers since they've had their shop for a while. I'll back you up, Goose." he said pointing to her and winking.

The Performer sighed, there was no hope for this woman after all. He felt like he was being tugged in different directions, what sort of fun was there to be had when just training and doing what everyone else projected on you. Did she honestly think that practicing martial arts here would help her physically in the real world? If they ever finish this game, their bodies would be decaying from malnutrition. There was only so much a hospital feeding tube can do to keep a person a live for so long. It was useless to think of such a thing, especially with people like Astra in this so called game, he would take their hopes and dreams and smash them against the rocks until they were broken from the inside out. He followed Aramail but kept his mouth shut, she too would feel his burning wrath someday. Until then...

"Hrrmm?" A musical tone in his voice as he looked around, at the time of her being startled, the Performer was also put on the defensive when he heard the harsh squeak of the sliding peep hole. There was conversation between the two of them, Astra was standing by leaning against the wall and not really listening to the conversation. He was more or less occupied with his nails than anything else as he rubbed them against his clothes to give them a polished look. But when she said she was looking for work, Astra belted out a fit of laughter, "Said the woman to the creepy man on the other side of the door...hahahaha~" he would probably get punched in the face for that comment, but he could not resist. That was the perfect setting.

"Ahh! The love of fetch quests! What would an MMO be without those? Well then, to the market! You think some of these players do some black market selling? I wouldn't be too surprised, yeah?" Astra pushed off the wall with his delicate hands, and moved along side by side Aramail. Her words earlier were still ringing in his mind. He had trouble reading her and that was a problem for him, maybe she was just a lazy woman. Or perhaps all that she cared about was truly concentrating on her martial arts. In any case...his blue eyes rolled, more mundane work. He had to keep himself entertained.

Astra flipped his menu out of his way and nodded, "Yes, its a good place to lay my head down I guess. But its only a temporary living arrangement until I can possibly afford a place of my own. I don't need to pay rent there, or pull Col out of my pocket to stay at an Inn every night. And...I don't sleep outside, camping is...kinda gross." he said trailing off.

Aramail seemed to be occupied of thoughts about father and his rules, Astra caught up to the woman and stopped with his hands out, "You know...you and I...we are alike in a way. Rules, discipline and order...That's great and all, but we are free birds to fly wherever we wish to. And right now, we are stuck in a game. The RULES and LAWS of society are no longer in play here..." he got closer to her, very close and, "Introduce a little anarchy, upset the established order and everything becomes chaos. I'm an agent of chaos. Oh! And you know the thing about chaos? It doesn't give a rats ass what your father might think. So..."

"Let's introduce a little anarchy, shall we...?"

The Performer calmed himself down after that little scuffle, taking in two large breaths and exhaling slowly. Whipping around with his hand out, he drank in the warmth of the sun with his hands outstretched as if to...

"Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me~"

Astra landed softly in the grass as it long skirt like kilt fluttered around him. He knelt down and examined the ground, looking for two spots to see if he could find any other materials. He wore a smile on his face as he was humming the song, as weird as it was...he found it soothing to his heart, it was a miss or hit for many people and most of them never heard of Tiny Tim, he was a musical prodigy in the eyes of the Performer.

ID: 28299 LD: 19+1 [+1 Mat]

ID: 28300 LD: 11+1 [Notta]

Total Mats: +3

"Time to die you ugly, piece of trash! I don't care if you are real or not, I don't care if you can even hear me! You messed me up, and now I'm gonna make you regret doing what you just did! Come on! Come on! Get me! GET ME!!" Astra shouted at the grizzly bear, the creature roared as it stumbled to the left and right as it made a slow charge towards him. The might head of the brown beast bobbed up and down as its big and slow body was coming towards him, the bear's eyes seemed focus to take Astra in as lunch. The bear got up to and smashed its mighty paw into the side of Astra's face who stood his ground. His blue eyes looked back as he turned his head, lifted the dagger and thrust it into the eye of the bear. It shrieked in horror as the blade was jammed into its eye socket and was twisted out. The blade feasted on the blood of the beast as it was yanked out splattering crimson across the green grass, tainting its purity and defiling its beauty. 

The creature fell over and died, disappearing into the wind leaving behind Bear Jerky <<Common Item>> and <<+1 Mat>>.

Casting: Astraeus || Grizzly Bear [Initiative]

ID: 28297 LD: 11+1 = 12 [Common Item]

Astraeus HP: 12/23 -- BD: 10 [Overkill]

Bear HP: Dead/14 -- MD: 9 [+3 Dmg]

Total Rewards Thus far: +2 Mats, 65 Col, +1 Bear Jerky

The grizzly howled from the wound upon its back and started to strike and paw at Astra aimlessly trying to free itself from his blade. But the more he fought, the more the blade sank into the flesh draining the bear of its precious blood. But Astra did not come out wound-free, the brown grizzly chomped down on his shoulder and threw him two feet away as the bear stumbled down to the ground. Astra was flipped into the air and landed on his back in the grass, his body feeling the claw marks and the vicious bite that was presented to his perfect body. There was a cold look in his eyes as he stood up, those blue hues that were normally so gentle and so innocent, were now sapphires of flaming hot coals. The bear took a chunk out of his HP, but the bear was next to dead. He would make damn sure that thing would never see his face again.

"I will carve my name into your flesh as a reminder that Hell is real!"

Casting: Astraeus || Grizzly Bear [Initiative]

ID: 28296

Astraeus HP: 15/23 -- BD: 9 [+3 Dmg,+2 Bleed [[2/2 Turns]]]

Bear HP: 1/14 -- MD: 10 [+4 Dmg]

The bear was obviously not that injured Astra thought inwardly. Fighting these monsters was rather boring, unlike the event he had set up this evening; now that would prove to be some fun. Astra took a stance that resembled something of an offensive, the bear shrugging off the last attack as its weighty head shook back and forth dispersing any pain. The Traveling Performer lifted his Blood Drinker up to the sky, "Umm, I think its your go...Mr. Bear." 

The Grizzly snorted, the saliva and snot came out of its mouth as it charged after him once more. The platinum hair of his danced and twirled as Astra moved with fancy foot work, but he was nailed in the leg by a massive paw strike that left him staggering. His eyes narrowed, the creature had damaged his otherwise perfect skin! "You miserable miscreant!!" With both hands on the Blood Drinker, as if the anger in his voice had rattled the blade, he slammed the blade into the tuft of the bear's hide and made clean, yet blood splattering cut.

Casting: Astraeus || Grizzly Bear [Initiative]

ID: 28295

Astraeus HP: 19/23 -- BD: 10 [+4 Dmg,+2 Bleed [[1/2 Turns]]]

Bear HP: 6/14 -- MD: 8 [+2 Dmg]

Knocked down, Astra backed away slowly in the prairie grass, dagger still in his hand as he got back up to his feet and dusted the broken grass off his clothing, "Damn it. I just had these pressed. Alright you beast, you want some of Astra! Come and get him! ME! I meant to say me!" Astra rolled his eyes as the bear charged at him once more, the big belly of the creature shaking as it was running towards him, the fur and the saliva dripping from its mouth adding to the 'intimidation' factor.

Moving a slight step out of the way, Astra side stepped and thrust his blade as the bear was passing by. He noticed Blood Drinker did not activate its <Bleed> function, and his lips twisted in disapproval, "Well that was rather boring. Just a tiny little nick on that creature...Ugh! Gotta do everything yourself..." Astra complained.

Casting: Astraeus || Grizzly Bear [Initiative]

ID: 28294

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 6 [+2 Dmg]

Bear HP: 12/14 -- MD: 3 [Miss]

The Traveling Performer had yelled loud enough to catch the attention of a bear, as it came charging from out of no where. The long snout was wet, it was a grizzly looking thing and he shot the creature a glance, "Oh! You want me to sing to you?" Astra asked clapping his hands while smiling, the bear responded with a loud growl. The expression changed from Astra's face, he didn't want to kill it...Yes he did, another reason to use Blood Drinker, the dagger that had stolen his heart.

Producing the blade from its sheath, the Traveling Performer Astra stood with no guard, no attack stance, just stood there and waited. There was no reason to, he could stand on his nose and the game would decide if he missed or hit, or if the target missed or hit. He yawned a bit, "Come on you intellectually challenged AI. I don't have all day..." The bear charged, it was faster than he thought and it took his by surprise. The bear halted to a stop and stood on its hind legs roaring with his massive mouth, "You know...you actually look bigger up close...heh..." came down the massive paw to shut the drama king up.

Casting: Astraeus || Grizzly Bear [Initiative]

ID: 28292

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 5 [Miss]

Bear HP: 14/14 -- MD: 8 [+2 Dmg]

"Well, that was fun! Too bad that Orc didn't have much more spunk. Well, I guess while I am here, I could go looking for some apples, pick some cotton, go collect shiny things, or even rummage through the grass looking for herbs. Why don't I just do a little bit of everything? I mean, I could use the mats for anything. It would be silly of me to pass up anything when its free for the taking!"

Astraeus walked a little bit out of his way towards the prairie, he examined the tree before him and placed a hand on it, "Yep. Pretty sturdy looking tree...Wonder if it has any fresh fruit up there? This is where thrown weapons will come in handy...Not a skill in this game though." he cleared his throat and took a step back, no one was watching...and he kicked the tree as hard as he could. "MOTHER FFFFMMM!!"

ID: 28289 LD: 9+1 [Notta]

Astra hopped around in place, he cursed violently before placing his foot back down on the ground and flipped his hair off his shoulder once more. He grimaced from his aching toe...well, it didn't ache per se...he was a dramatic performer...You know! ROLE PLAYING! He had to keep in his character. Coughing loudly and to himself, he wondered if he could climb the tree...perhaps...? His eyes shifted, "I'll just stick to picking up grass...that seems much safer..."

Astra knelt down on the ground, surely there was something he could find here.

ID: 28290 LD: 8+1 [Notta]

He threw his hands up in the air, "Well fine!" he shouted.

The orc seemed to scream as in convulsed under the boot of the player. Astra doubled over with laughter as he clapped his hands letting the orc go from his booted position. The fiend was severely injured, blood pouring and oozing out of the surface of that red hide. There was not much fight left in it, Astra simply stared at the creature. His bright blue eyes turning into slits of madness as his smile was as sharp as his Blood Drinker dagger, "I must thank Xion for this dagger once again, it is truly making me giddy. Come now little Orc, I haven't slayed you yet. For thee a thoughtless creature, head full of air, come to me my pretty and I shall give you nothing but despair...~"

The orc slammed its cutlass down into the ground tearing up grass, it disapproved of Astra's mockery and charged once more. "Stupid creature..." Astra said, as the creature furiously moved by, the dagger lit up with a red glow and the orc burst into a bloody mess before popping out of existence.

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ID: 28286

Astraeus HP: 21/23 -- BD: 10 [Overkill]

Tiny Orc HP: Death/13 -- MD: 5 [Miss] LD: 17+1=18 [Col Reward]

Rewards: +1 Mat,  65 Col