Morgenstern

Jonathan watched as Nathan scanned out another boar. Nathan had begun to attack the boar gliding right past it. Jonathan smiled. Now Nathan knew how he felt. Jonathan readied his blade and charged forward dashing at the enemy. He dashed at the enemy in  a forward thrust  ready to stab the enemy right in the side. Jonathan nearly hit the enemy probably missing by and inch. He rolled to the side ready for Nathan to attack. Great. This was how this was going to go. His silver hair was messed up from running and the wind. Jonathan held his blade tightly ready to embrace for the attack of the boar. 

ID: 41956  BD: 5

Jonathan 4/4                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Nathan 4/4

Boar 4/4

Jonathan watched as Nathan sheathed his blade. The boys was glad they made it out just fine. Then Nathan gave them the option of going back or fight some more." I say we should fight just a bit more, anyway we will never get better if we can't beat the first enemy in the game...". Jonathan grabbed his blade out of his sheath. One day he would easily be able to take on these, five at a time. He needed to train now to be able to get better. He also secretly didn't say it but it was the first time ever that he actually used his blade. The sun's position probably gave them another hour of daylight before it got dark. Wolves were more common in the night. 

"This time, you can make the first attack. I presume if we both hit the first time then we can easily be able to kill the darn thing...". Jonathan swung his blade in the air. He had to hit this time. The first time. 

OOC: This post I will have the boars as well as my attack, 

Boar

The boar was enjoying itself immensely, It was chewing on the fresh green grass until suddenly he head a whiish as a blade passed him missing. The boar turned and another boy was already on him. This one hit almost killing him. The boar reared back and charged forward headed at the one that actually did damage. Its feet pummeled the ground and it put its head down ready for an attack. 

Id: 41930 MD: 2

The boar charged but it ended up flying right past him. It began to slow himself down readying for another attack. 

Jonathan  ID: 41930 BD: 8

Jonathan watched as the boar reared back and charged at Nathan. The creature missed Nathan and went in ready for another charge. Jonathan grabbed his blade and charged himself. The boar began to run at him and Jonathan sidestepped and made a long gash at the side of the boars body. It shattered into pixels. Jonathan sheathed his blade. No one was hurt which was the best thing. Jonathan cracked a smile and looked at Nathan. "That was fun, wasn't it"

OOC: So we don't die we will lower the stats of the mob. 1 damage 4 health, 0 mitigation  So no loot obtained

Jonathan watched as Nathan accepted the party request. On his left hand vision he could see another life bar other than his. Creius. He did not question it but he wondered. Jonathan gripped his blade tightly as walked out into the fields. Jonathan felt good to be in fresh open air. He couldn't wait until he could actually do this himself, alone. Jonathan's green eyes scanned his surroundings and caught sight of a boar. Jonathan held his blade so tight that his knuckles whitened. They had the advantage. The enemy had no idea they were coming. Jonathan grabbed his blade and attacked. 

Id: 41915 BD: 2

Jonathan attacked bringing his blade in a downward slant motion. His blade missed the target which he figured would have happened. Before the boar could retaliate Jonathan jumped back and yelled "switch" launching in a perfect opportunity for Nathan to attack. 

Jonathan watched as the girl began to get angered and walk away with a few unnice comments. Before she went she turned to him and said her name was Lessa and if he ever needed help, contact her. Nathan turned to him and said it was alright if he felt the need to go, that he was usually better alone. Jonathan looked into his eyes and said, "I know what it feels like to work better alone, I was once always alone, solitary. I think we both should get a second chance to be able to work with other people." One day Jonathan would not have this problem. He would own a powerful guild and be well known and respected among most- then hated by the others. 

"I say we should begin to set off, I do believe the monsters become stronger once night falls". Jonathan unsheathed his blade as he walked out of the restaurant and sent Nathan a party invite. Perhaps they both could learn from eachother. Lessa huh?...

As Jonathan sat on the bench he began to realize how bored he was. he grabbed his blade. It would be too dangerous to venture out alone. The sun had begun to fall. It was getting close to dark time. Jonathan thought of home for a second. His real body was laying in his house beside his large bookcase in his room. Jonathan got up. He could see a couple holding hands. A bit of anger and sadness and a twinge of jealousy passed his mind. Why couldn't he be able to fit in. Jonathan plunged his blade into the ground. Jonathan picked it up and sheathed it. He had to find shelter for the night. The game liked to have it randomly rain. 

Jonathan listened to Nathan speak about why he did not let the girl join them. He was really being harsh about it. He looked to Nathan who was talking about how he really didn't trust him either he could just be a match to Jonathan, which made sense. He looked back at the girl and up to her cursor. Green. Jonathan knew that the woman would most likely not attack. Jonathan did not say anything though, trying to make friends with Nathan. He never really had a friend before.... Jonathan also understood an emotion in Nathan's voice. Anger. Hatred. His voice was as hard as cold iron. If the boy was trying to avoid being PKed then he was not doing a very good job. Jonathan thought for a moment then realized. He hadn't said a word in this discussion. 

As the figure sprang on his Jonathan was pushed into the floor. His blade skidded out of his way and broke things converting them into data. the figure was on top of him trying to plunge the dagger into his chest. Jonathan grabbed at the arm holding the weapon and flipped the figure and rolled away. The figure was small. It had to be the kid. Jnathan grabbed his sword as the kid readied himself again. The kid in a frightened voice commanded, "Leave now I am telling you to!" Jonathan held his blade and figured it was best to leave the boy in peace. Jonathan retreated back into the Alley. He headed out of the alley and into the light and sat on a bench. 

Jonathan watched as the boy turned to look at him. he hesitated for a moment before accepting his offer. The boy stood and then equipped his rapier, which seemed to add comfort to him. Jonathan smiled and then heard heavy footsteps heading their way. Jonathan looked where a girl stood. The blond had a huge claymore and she seemed to be able to wield it very well. She was very powerful and could probably cleave him in two easily. The girl began to speak. The sound of which he flinched at. He didn't hear a female's voice that often. He was only use to his Father's. She asked if they were thought strong enough to go out alone but Nathan denied. His answer was she would attract higher level monsters but Jonathan could hear in his voice that there was a deeper meaning than that. Jonathan then began to worry. He was nervous on how the girl would take Nathan's answer. He began to bore his green eyes into the girl's. 

Jonathan watched as the young man moved and was trying to cut off eye contact. Jonathan stopped staring. Jonathan thought of what he would do next. He knew that if he would just sit here the boy would think he was weird. Jonathan never really socialized with anyone. He was alone all of his life. Probably you were not supposed to stare at people. Jonathan had to find a person to go out and help him become stronger. And another person with the same need would probably be best. 

Jonathan finished his bread and watered it down. Jonathan stood up and turned back to the boy. He quietly walked over his feet barely even making a sound at all. He had learned to keep his feet quiet. He sat down at his table to make sure they were at the same level of speaking and said, "Hello... my name is Jonathan. I am sorry to bother you but I would like to ask, would you possibly enjoy going to farm together out in the fields?" Jonathan sat quietly awaiting the boy's answer.

As Jonathan followed the kid he noticed how the lighting began to dim. The kid was barely in sight now. Jonathan slowed down when he could no longer see the child. Jonathan unsheathed his blade and moved forward. Jonathan came to a dead end. "Where did the kid go?" He caught glimpse of a door and twisted the knob. Locked. Jonathan reared back and struck down his blade and knocked the handle off. He pushed open the door and wandered slowly inside of the building. He looked around the general area and found a light. He flicked the light on. Everything in the building looked old. They probably had very few points left and so they would probably break on touch. He moved forward, blade in hand. 

He came to a room which led to another door. He opened the door slowly and when he did a figure flew at him, knife in hand. 

Jonathan looked around the starting city. It was packed as ever and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. He took a deep breath and began to walk down a backroad. His starting blade hung on his back in a leather sheath. The wind brushed his silvery hair around. His green eyes scanned the area and Jonathan moved forward. He looked at all the NPC's that did not even care to glance at him. Jonathan sighed and thought of home. He could almost hear his father. "I have something to tell you.... Your mother never died... she ran off when you were a baby. Apparently already pregnant.... with your sister." Jonathan snapped back into reality and walked back into the main road of the city. 

He passed markets upon markets upon markets. Jonathan looked at a child that he began to realize, Was staring back. The child zipped back into an alley. Jonathan began to run after the child

Jonathan wandered around the first floor. The breeze blew around his silver hair a bit. His green eyes scanned his surroundings. He had black clothes on that would match his one day armor. He could see his weapon now and his armor. His starting blade was sheathed on his back. He was low leveled and so did not plan on going out into the plains alone. It was a dumb decision. He was even able to figure that out. Jonathan then began to smell food. His eyes moved to a place called Tired Warrior Resthouse. His stomach began to grumble. A bite of food couldn't hurt. 

Jonathan walked in and looked around. There was only a few people in the building. Jonathan brushed some of his silver hair out of his eyes and glanced at a table. He sat sown and swiped his hand in a downward motion. He selected his inventory and picked out some bread. He began to chew on the bread quietly catching his eye on a seemingly low leveled blue eyed boy. 

Morgenstern

Real Life Info:
>> Name: Jonathan Morgenstern
>> Age: 20
>> Height: 5'9
>> Weight: 165 Lbs
>> Gender: Male
>> Sexuality: Straight
>> Status: Dating Tricolor_Mina

<<HISTORY>>

Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern was raised by his father out in the country side in a manor in the United States. His father was a very wealthy man with little time on his hands as he owned his own private business. Jonathan was kept in the house at most times of the day, with little interaction with anything other than his room, his arduous studies, and the servants that would bring him meals and just about anything he needed. It was a lonely life, but his education was plentiful. About the age of eleven, his father managed to take some time off, to focus on more pressing studies for Jonathan. In this time, Jonathan took several classes and mastered playing the piano, the Latin language, Japanese, Morse Code, The Greek Alphabet, Ancient History, Chemistry and Physics, advanced math classes, and many more things. By the age of 16, he had mastered most of these subjects, but was dissatisfied. He never had any fun, and his father for many years had avoided the question of his mother and family. 

One day, pressed upon by the urges of his curiosity, Jonathan broke into his father's office with his newly self taught lockpicking skills and searched around. He was there for hours, searching file after file, until he found something. A address in which his mother resided, many states away. Not only that, he had a sister, one by the name of Penelope. He reread the information and a letter written a few years ago by his father to try to coax the woman to come back, but it was never sent. After his time dallying, a servant found him, stealing the articles forbidden to him  and promising to tell his father. 

A few nights later, when his father returned, they got in a huge argument, Jonathan attacking on the premise that he could have met his mother if his father would have told him he knew where she was. His father argued back, and a feud began between the two. Jonathan avoided him at all costs. Then one day, when he was well into seventeen, he found a nerve gear upon his bed, which was a apology for his father's behavior and he wished to spend some time with Jonathan again. Jonathan immediately set the game up, and delved in when the game finally began to be able to play. 

<<Virtues>>

Judgement -> After the events in the Fall arc, Jonathan learned to fully understand the value of someone's life and that there was nothing that outweighs it. This allowed him to overcome his own personal greed and act with Justice in mind. He is able to keep himself on the path moving towards the end goal: To escape Aincrad saving as many lives as possible. 

Perceptive -> Jonathan has always learned to perceive what is around him adapt to become even better than before. Originally, his perception was focused only on how other people fight which he used to learn and incorporate their styles within his own after some practice. However, after the Fall arc, Jonathan has now learned to be more perceptive of what is happening around him and catch an oncoming trap and other's intentions from their body language. Players that have been perceived and been incorporated into his technique: Baldur, Itzal, Hikoru, Chaos. Note: This is not a full steal of style, just minor improvements to his normal battle style. Except for Baldur, Jonathan's fighting style is a modified version of Baldur's Battle Style. 

Bravery -> Whether it be courage, or the result of experience's work on him. He has been through everything, boss fights, near death experiences, death of those close to him. There is no monster, no person that can make him truly afraid. He will not back down and he will protect those that stand behind him. It is his duty. 

<<Flaws>>

Grieved -> Despite having moved on, the pain of the loss of his guild affects him every day. Time had healed what it could, but scars never fade. Every time he enters a fight, every time he is tasked to protect someone he thinks of them. The Celestial Ascendants were the physical form of his dream and it had been shattered. He still thinks of Elsea, the girl he had murdered out of Greed and that is what he uses everyday as reason to fight. To atone for those he had hurt and their families. 

Skeptical -> With as many times as he has been betrayed and beaten down, Jonathan has created an outer shell as hard as his own physical defenses. While he might converse with those he doesn't know, he finds it extremely to trust them. He leaves his trust to a very select group of individuals that have stuck beside him in every fight and have never wavered. He also would prefer to do things on his own then accept the help from a stranger. 

Obsessive -> While not a megalomaniac, Jonathan has gained the desire to be the absolute strongest to be able to contest with anything that might get in the way him and his goal. Having felt too weak to be able to protect the Ascendants, he refuses to make the same mistake and will work tirelessly to be able to get himself strong. This behavior is very self-destructive and dangerous in the manner in which he does it. 

Players Murdered

• Elsea - A helpless girl that Jonathan struck down purely out of greed. She was one of his sister's friends from the guild "The Uprising" and was supposed to have information regarding Penelo's whereabouts. Chaos commanded him to kill her as she was an obstacle to their goal and nothing must stand in the way. 

<SKILLS>

385 Skill Points Total | 354 Skill Points Used | 9 Skill Points Remaining
 

<Weapon Skills>
Rank 1 | One-Handed Curved Sword (+1 DMG)
Rank 5*| Katana (+7 DMG)

<Armor Skills>
Rank 5 | Heavy Armor (+35 MIT)

<Combat Skills>
Rank 5 | Battle Healing (5% HP Restored/Post IC)
Rank 5 | Charge (+5 DMG to First Attack)
Rank X | Howl (+3 Hate to 4 Enemies)
Rank 0*| Meditation (+0 EN Regenerated)
Rank 4 | First Aid (Heals 16% of Target's HP at the cost of 5% of healing done)

<Utility Skills>
Rank 3 | Search (+3 LD)
Rank X | Fishing
Rank X*| Survival (Immune to Environmental Effects, 15*Tier HP Regeneration OOC)

<Familiar Skills>
Rank 3*| Familiar (+27*Tier Mitigation)

<Mods>
Stonewall [Heavy Armor] - +45 HP, + 10 MIT, 25% DoT Reduced 
Athletics [Heavy Armor] -  +45 HP, +1 DMG 
Focused Howl [Howl] - +5 Hate to One Enemy 
Emergency Recovery [Battle Healing] - Once having reached 25% HP, regain 10% HP
Precision [Katana] (+1 ACC)
Katana Ferocity [Katana] (+1 DMG) 

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