Macradon

Macradon would lean back into his chair and sigh deeply "Why am I so bad at making perfect items?" he would ask himself. Though many other with professions probably had a hard time even getting a rare and Macradon was just mad about not getting perfects. It reminded him of his early days of the profession, only get 1 perfect item after a ton of crafts. Macradon would chuckle and keep up the smile as he would get back to work "Nostalgia feels great" he said as he would begin hammering with his mallet. Rank 6: 538/640 ID: 49716 CD: 9+1=10, Rare item. +5 Exp. ID: 49717 CD: 3+1=

After many unsuccessful attempts on crafting Ethereal's items, Macradon nearly lost hope in doing it, though he would stay determined after days and days of failures of crafting. As he would grab his mallet and turn on the furnace, he knew he would be making some good things today, hopefully something above uncommon, which wasn't that difficult for Macradon to do. The furnace's heat was on fleek and Macradon was ready to forge. A few attempts with good and a fail would leave him on stray path of bad thinking, though the Rare item that was crafted made him go into a better mood. Rank 6: 50

Zelrius came to pick up his specialty order. Macradon had a lot of fun crafting these items. They were incredibly silly, but still high tier weapons which were quite the joke. "Oh, hey Zelrius" he would say as Zel entered his shop. Macradon would bring out the weapons for Zelrius. "I hope you'll like them" he would say with a giggle. They were silly but stil one of the strongest non-unique weapons. He would hand them over and accept the payment, which was half half an Macradon wouldn't mind at all.

Name: Zelrius is lifeYour Profession: BlacksmithYour Rank: 6ID: 49054Roll: 12Item Type: One handed curved swordTier: 2Quality: PerfectEnhancements: Damage x 3Description: A completely azure sword.

Another customer arriving at his shop, Macradon would get out to greet the person. "Hello and welcome to the Blazing Typhoon, how may I help you?" he would say as he came up from the smithy. As he came out from the smithy he would see the new customer who had just entered. "Oh hey!" he would say as he saw who the new customer was, it was Ethereal. A new member of the guild. Ethereal had come for a shield, which was quite different knowing that Ethereal was a two handed weapon user, Macradon would shrug it off and go to work. Rank 6: 478/640 ID: 49230 CD: 8+1=9, Uncommon item. +3 Ex

Macradon would thanks Zandra for his potion. This damage potion was gonna be a good addition when going on into the boss fight. Before he would leave the shop he would remember another thing he wanted. "Oh yeah, hit me with a Safeguard potion as well" he would say and find another pouch with 3 materials in it to pay. "Seems like all these boss raids are going great for yah" he would say with a smile. He would need the safeguard as it was known that this big boss would have some strong AOE attacks as well as having small dregs going on.

Macradon wandered into Zandra's shop again. He would look around and look at the potions in stock and on display, he couldn't seem to find the potion he was looking for, so he would just make a request. "Hey Zandra" he said as he got closer to the counter of the shop "I'll need a +6 damage potion ASAP for the boss fight" he would say with a smile and hand over a pouch with 4 materials in them. Macradon would need that potion to amp his damage for the boss fight. It seemed like he, Mack and Ssendom were to fight the smaller critters if they were to flock and rush the raid, but if that was not t

All of his request had been made and he would just relax for today and make some funny weapons and silly stuff. He would start out good at the furnace, getting a few good items and everything went down as Macradon crafted a perfect item on his funny day. "Oh yeah, I probably should finish off the set of swords for Zelrius" he thought. Just two silly sword that Zelrius could use for the heck of it. Zalrius is love, Zelrius is life. It was probably the funniest pair of items he had been working on, other than those with an abnormal amount of puns in them. Rank 6: 456/640 ID: 49052 CD

A customer entered his shop, it was Hikoru, he came for his dagger. "Oh hey, yeah your weapon is ready" he said and would hand over the dagger to the man. "Do you like it?" he would ask, showing the knife off. The dark black dagger with a slight purple handle. It was a request he had been lying around for a long time and he had finally crafted it. He was somewhat proud of all the work he had put into it. Many days of crafts before it would end in a perfect quality weapon. Item given:

Macradon smiled at his customer "Not a problem" he said as he would hand over the dagger to the man. The transaction would go over and acquire Macradon a bit more Col for the funds, either he was going to spend it on a lot of junk or he was going to buy a house for him to finally live in instead of constantly paying for the inn room. Macradon would smile "Yes, I will bring further your message to the guild" he said with a smile. He was probably some person who had known the guild or knew someone from the guild. Either way Macradon would bring the message to the others. "I hope you will like it

Macradon would prepare his furnace. He was all out for getting at least one unique item now, and he was determined to finish his request that had been laying around in his shop. Only 2 were left, Hikoru's weapon and Manta's weapon. He was sure to finish them as soon as possible for them both to get their items. Even though Macradon had been having a lot of requests handled near instantly, this time it wasn't going great when he had a big bunch of request up his shop, he simply didn't have the time for all that. Luckily for him today, he had his crating groove going. Rank 6: 426/640 I

A lot of bad things had been happening to him. His crafts weren't exceeding the normal amount of Perfect quality items he usually had, and the reign of the imaginary ghosts were taking control. It was funny calling out ghosts like this, a minor Easter egg in the system that unleashed pixel ghosts whenever a small non-fatal error occurred, even though it felt like they were all mobbing up against Macradon, like the deliberately attacked his crafts and prevented him from getting anything near perfect. Rank 6: 395/640 ID: 48752 CD: 6+1=7, Good item. +2 Exp. ID: 48753 CD: 7+1=8,

Yet another person entered his shop, it was Aikoh. The girl that had bought some items earlier from his shop. She had come for the items she requested not long ago. Macradon would nod at her as he would grab the requests she asked for while waiting for Opal to approve of his sword for her. "Here you go!" he said with a smile as the girl would try on the new items. She thanked him, and called him Macaroni. It wasn't a nickname he had been called before, the closest to that was Macaroon, which he hadn't even been called ever, but only said his name resembled. He would take a glance at his reques

After his somewhat failed crafting attempts, Macradon would head back up into shop part of his smithy, up the stairs and through the door. 2 people seemed to have arrived in his shop, 2 familier people. Opal, the Vice Commander of his guild, and Volvo, a person he had just met once, also in his shop. He wold tend to the first customer arriving, Opal. "Hello, Vice Commander! I have your weapon ready" he said as he would go over and grab a long rectangular bos, red and white with gold hinges. "This should be it" he said as he would open it up for the Vice Commander to see. As he opened the box,

Macradon would step back into his shop and place his items he had just made, some requests others just for show and sell. A man walked into his shop, someone he remembered seeing once. "Hello, and welcome to the Blazing Typhoon!" Macradon greeted the customer. Macradon would look at the request and think about it before he quickly went off. This would be a difficult task because of all the perfect items he hadn't made so often now and then, but hopefully he would get on to it. Rank 6: 343/640 ID: 48609 CD: 9+1=10, Rare item. +5 Exp. ID: 48610 CD: 4+1=5, Good item. +2 Exp.

He went back to work, it was getting tiresome, but at least he would be able to do something. He would try today and get out a real perfect item, at least just one perfect item. He would begin the forgin, starting with turning on the furnace and getting the materials prepped and ready for the crafts. First item, finished, a perfect item. Macradon was delighted with glee, finally, a perfect item. He would keep on working with all the materials he had to work with. It was going great, some few Rare items, but also a total of 3 perfect items. Rank 6: 314/640 ID: 48548 CD: 11+1=12, Per

[You didn't, hehe] A kind boy would walk into the shop, another customer. Macradon would greet him and ask for what he was in need of. The divine Chestplate that was on display was what he desired and Macradon would happily sell it to him. "That'll be 300 Col" Macradon said with a smile as the transaction would go through. Macradon would receive his Col and the costumer would receive their item, it was a fair trade. Macradon would finish the transaction off and greet his customer farewell "Thanks for stopping by the Blazing Typhoon!" he said. +300 Col - Divine Chestplate

Macradon sighed, he was on the spree again, a time where he wasn't capable of crafting any perfect items. He would sit down and be slightly angry because of this. Of course he did have great items, some Uncommon and Rare items, but the real items he wanted were the perfect items. He would punch the wall for a second and then go back to his work bench, there was something wrong with his setup, optimal temperatures and heat treating wasn't done to perfection, that's why nothing was perfect. Rank 6: 270/640 ID: 48451 CD: 1+1=2, Fail. +1 Exp. ID: 48452 CD: 10+1=11, Rare item. +5

More work for Macradon but it was always great to have more experience in his crafts. Even though it wasn't going great for him today, or any other day, he still went on with all the crafts. He was tired, he was working so hard but nothing really get anything. Sure Rare items were good, but he really needed those perfects for the requests. Also, he had heard that someone wanted some pretty flashy weapons. Macradon was sure to work harder tomorrow so he could get ready. Rank 6: 234/640 ID: 48400 CD: 9+1=10, Rare item. +5 Exp. ID: 48401 CD: 7+1=8, Uncommon item. +3 Exp. I