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198921 2 4 2 7 Crozeph Loot | Frost Shaman 198920 3 1 17 6 Crozeph Mob | Eskimo Warrior #2 > Crozeph 198919 3 5 13 8 Crozeph Mob | Eskimo Warrior #1 > Crozeph 198918 7 9 7 10 Crozeph Attack | AoE I > Eskimo Warrior #2 198917 5 11 2 1 Crozeph Attack | AoE I > Eskimo Warrior #1 198916 2 12 18 6 Crozeph Attack | AoE I > Frost Shaman Crozeph | HP: 648/720 | EN:80/90 | DMG:20 | MIT: 54 | ACC: 4 | EVA: 2 | Phase I | REC: 3 | LD: 1
Frost Shaman | HP: 18/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #1 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #2 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124 -
"Crow, up top,"
It was the first thing heard as he and the group made their way to the coordinates that Night sent on him or them. Finally, they've got a grasp of where the room is and what's more got something for him. "Oh shit!" he quickly grabbed the item Night has thrown at him. He wasn't a good catcher, his nimble feet is his doom. He was rather good at moving around anywhere and that makes some things thrown at him nearly escape his grasp. This one however he caught it and it was food, some kind of dessert she bought or brought but from where?
All that Crozeph could see was an old-looking area where cobwebs gathered. He wasn't the most hygienic person and the last one to be saying something about it but he can't help but notice how the place was simply saying that it can cause sickness to anyone who ventures there. He followed the group earlier and as they got out at the end of the tunnel and Night giving him something, he wondered
"How the hell was Night able to buy this? isn't the one searching balls deep in the underground" he asked, almost unaware of what he's saying can be heard while holding the food she gave to him.
"An underground part of the settlement? you can brew any kinds of trouble here and less would give a shit about it." He then proceeded to eat whatever buff he can find in his inventory.
Spoiler
Battle Ready Inventory:
- Skadi's Permafrost T3 Perfect | ACC | Freeze I | Frostbite I
- Imugi's Inspiration x5 [164881-164891-164892-164893-164896]
- Safeguard potion
- Teleport crystal
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The heavy sound of footsteps that the guards made was enough for Crozeph to know that they are nearby, he has angered one of the nobles and it warranted an arrest from the guards of Ladonia. It didn't really bother him, he knew he was at least above average in terms of handling them but he wasn't in Ladonia to test the limits of his fisticuffs with the nobles and guards, he was here to help with the labyrinth or whatever they will be fighting if they ever found a dungeon or a room. He leaned back on a wall in an alley, The footsteps and grumbling of the guards still loud.
If Night finds one...
ping!
He received a message from Night, the name of the place, it's coordinates and her instruction- meet with her and the rest of the team. He sighed, nothing on his end but the nobles seem to order arrests and seem to imply him to be executed "might be something, nobles can't be trusted, I'll tell them later" and with that Crozeph opened his map and routed his location with the coordinates "now this I can figure out" he thought.
He opened his inventory and took out a handful of col and then moved out of the alley, following the line that connects his location to where they are. It would be nice if the guards didn't notice-
"Insolent brat! there he is! seize him!"
Crozeph began pacing, trying to blend himself with the crowd but with the booming sound of the guards, the people began clearing the way "drat, I guess I'm gonna have to-" he moved into an alley and in a quick motion, scaled up a wall at least a few feet higher than him and walked at the roof. The guards entered the alley only to find no one and Crozeph already went down, dropped a col at the first store he saw and grabbed a hat and coat...
He's now back at the bazaar
He wore the coat and hat, keeping his sword reachable for when he needs to put someone to sleep without feeling sleepy. "Just a few more turns and I'll-" as he is about to make a left, a guard grabbed him by the arm "those blue menacing eyes and glasses are unmistakable! I got you now-" the guard's breath was cut short when Crozeph slammed the hilt of his katana at the armpit, the gap in an armor "wait here, I'll call for help" after tipping his hat, Crozeph quickly dashed into the alley, the mini-map visible in front of him.
A left...
Another left....
then dashing to his right trying to reach the end of the alley...
almost there....Crozeph ran out of the alley and bumped into a guy wearing amor "what up Mac, did I make it? Night sent me coordinates" he told him as he scratches his nose "we should move there, I think I pulled unnecessary aggro."
I want to eat some stew...
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One of the eskimo moved an inch and that was all that he needed. The shaman's eyes widened, he wasn't fast nor did he make a huge leap. They only saw him move at least 3 steps forward and then all of a sudden the shaman's neck was within the reach of his katana.
Everything felt like in slow motion, with the shaman trying to cast a spell for counter attack and its henchmen aiming at Crozeph's sides. The raven-haired samurai however is already at an advantage. Crozeph thrust his katana forward, piercing the neck of the shaman. It was almost a solid first blood but the spell was already cast, snow hardened and projectiles went crazy. Crozeph deflected some but a few wounded his shoulder. The warriors wasn't able to attack too and that made Crozeph escape the thrusts of their spears, a lucky chance for him to regain his stance.
So far, so good.
ID: 198665 | BD: 8 [success] > 20 + 16 [Fallen] x 12 [Sword art] = 432 damage to Frost Shaman
ID: 198666 | MD: 4 - 2 = 2 [Fail]
ID: 198667 | MD: 5 - 2 = 3 [Fail]
ID: 198668 | MD: 10 [critical] success > 124 + 2 [critical] = 126 - 54 = 72 damage to Crozeph
[Risky] triggered > +2 base damage on next successful rollCrozeph | HP: 648/720 | EN:80/90 | DMG:20 | MIT: 54 | ACC: 4 | EVA: 2 | Phase I | REC: 3 | LD: 1
Frost Shaman | HP: 18/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #1 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #2 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124 -
"To believe that one lacks restraint is cruel way to create a prison, a person can never know something until the feeling or the sight arrives"
Elevated terrain, just what Crozeph was expecting. He slowly unsheathe his katana and pointed it forward, three enemies and they seem to not like his presence. "A shaman of some sort and a few underlings, this is going to be bad." He kept his eyes on them, it seems that both sides are waiting for the first blood and Crozeph is sure that they'll be the first to draw it. The shaman began growling, face hidden beneath its cloak filled of runic symbols. Two warriors of the same height as him stood in front of it, holding scimitars and bucklers. Quite an uneven playing field but for him it might be a way to figure something out, a starting point. The growl echoed around them while the warriors kept watched like him, ready to attack or defend.
"Three, should take me five minutes to finish."
Crozeph | HP: 720/720 | EN:90/90 | DMG:20 | MIT: 54 | ACC: 4 | EVA: 2 | Phase I | REC: 3 | LD: 1
Frost Shaman | HP: 450/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #1 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124
Eskimo Warrior #2 | HP: 750/450 | DMG: 124 -
"A stalemate, it would seem that he unknowingly ends it like that" the old man said, his niece sitting beside him as they both enjoy eating the mochi she brought in his house "then if he continues..." the girl gave a worried look, it was her who dragged him in the dojo, out of good intention to give her friend a bit of a healthy habit. "It's as you think it is, he would never move up his current rank. I myself is impressed but I also don't want to be unfair," he told her.
"But remember this my dear niece, when the time comes that he can no longer ignore that other side of his quietness. Maybe we'll see how strong he is, less stalemate, more desolation."
"You speak funny things uncle, I must've bought bad mochi."
"Perhaps it's the old age creeping in slowly."~♪~♫~♪
Harsh tundra, reminiscent of floor four but this one boasts of altitude, magnificent towering mountains covered in snow. There was no blizzard but the coldness is enough to freeze anyone's hairy balls. Crozeph had less worries about it, he had <<Survival>> and it kept him in a good condition despite how bone-chilling the place is. He was more concerned about having the high ground, he didn't want to end up like Anakin who tested it and so he tried to find a way where he is not at a disadvantage.
"A lonely cave somewhere will do just fine" he thought.
There wasn't any caves, how sad but no one can play Despacito in such a place. Crozeph climbed, the terrain slowly elevating and he wasn't liking it. Having terrible footing destroys his style of fighting or maybe this was the test, will he really improve with just testing himself?
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"Sensei! why do we even keep him with us? it's been a year and the only thing he can actually do is ashi-sabaki" a guy uttered as he sat beside a man in his mid fifties. He only gave a soft laugh to his student who seemed to have a very competitive attitude. For years his dojo has produced students who are worthy enough to compete but as their teacher he only wanted them to learn the discipline, how they use it in their own lives is their responsibility.
"That is quite rude, he knows how to strike" he replied. He shifted his attention to the boy who sat quietly in a corner, legs crossed. The practice was over and so most of them have been preparing to leave but the boy or rather, the teenager was waiting for someone "my niece brought in an enigmatic fellow, though that is only the perception we have. I do believe he just wants to be by himself" he told his student.
~♫~♫~♪~♫~♫
The tambourines were sounding so exquisite in Crozeph's ears but he can't spend more time listening and watching every performances. He was here to improve, music may be able to calm him but he must find a way to level up his skills "ashi-sabaki huh? I should be able to make something better out of that" he thought.
He began making his way out the Heavenly Palace and proceed to the mountains, maybe a few monster killing might give him better ideas.
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"Where the fuck is that teleport plaza?"
He muttered, maybe if he wasn't being such a fine dumbass he wouldn't be separated from his group. He was having a hard time knowing the way back, this was his first time in this place an he needed to find them quick or else they'll leave him behind (maybe). He opened his mail that came from Hirru and tried to find it in his own map "damn it, Cardinal couldn't make a dumbass friendly marker in this map" he thought.
After a few minutes of walking, shuffling, and scratching of his head, Crozeph decided to ask for directions. He turned around and looked at the people passing by, for some reason there was a different vibe in where he is than where he was "hello excuse me, do you know what this place is?" he asked a man, all garbed in such a way that it's a mixtures of a noble and a harlequin and a woman white as porcelain with eyes as blue as his walking beside him. "tch, filthy adventurer, this is the Nobles District! now out of my way before I put you in your rightful place!" he scowled.
"So that would be my balls on your chin?"
The man flared up in anger but quiet enough not to attract attention. His face went red as a rash with how quick Crozeph replied to him. The noble snapped his fingers and that was enough to inform the patrolling guards of what just happened. "Milord, what seems to be the matter-" Crozeph chuckled as the guard spoke "sorry." "Take this man somewhere where he is of the same cloth, the refugees and the adventurers they call as players go or better yet take him somewhere to be forgotten!" he uttered, rage being held back as he wiped his brow.
"I guess I gotta weasel my way out of this one eh?" he said. As one of the guards grabbed his left arm, Crozeph slammed the hilt of his katana straight to his forehead. No damage but it was enough for the guard to let go of his grip. The second one was about to unsheathed his longsword when Crozeph sent a quick strike to his wrist. "Well thank you for the directions, I'll be on my way-" Crozeph bowed in front of the lady "do feed him three squares of meals each day, he needs it" he told her. The woman giggled and it made the noble more furious "insolence! insolence! even these guards are incompetent! he's walking away, go and chase him!" he roared but Crozeph was already gone off the streets and into the alley.
"Ok, first let me just-"
QuoteCrozeph closed his HUD and made his way again to a different path, trying to blend in with the now thick crowd of people coming in and out of it "now, where was that meeting place again?" he thought
Right behind him was the heavy sounding footsteps of the guards.
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The performances continued, no one is still talking to him aside from the glances and nods from the women dancing and elderly people passing by. A few couples also enjoyed the view and joined with the dancing but not him, crows don't dance... they caw. He liked how everyone expresses their art freely, no puritans to ruin their inspiration and no filthy casuals roaming and commenting nothing but bullshit. He even saw others draw or paint, capturing the vibrant colors of fabric, sunlight, and adding a bit of expressionism in their craft.
As this continued, Crozeph then tried to remember his time while he was a part of a dojo. Where he was dragged by his only close friend.
A dojo with 11 students, he was the lowest ranking and it stayed that way for a long time. Even his friend moved up fast leaving him where he started.
"How could someone be good at footwork but suck at striking?"
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It was a blast for him, even though he's just standing near the railings of the bridge that connected Heavenly Palace to the main settlement. There was no indication of festivities and it seems that people would rather enjoy themselves with their art than bother anyone who looks like they don't want to be bothered. The graceful dances, echoes of melody coming from strings instruments, and the thump and boom of the percussions was something Crozeph missed.
He was a musician, he tagged along with a few friends to learn sound engineering and this was at least a solace from what he was searching and a few things he was thinking.
"Where is Yuki?"
"I can't be looking like a beginner forever"
"How to I reach Ariel and Baldur's level?"
"What's up with this edgy-looking katana?"His abilities have always been on par with most players. The thing is, he wanted to at least surpass his current self. Simply being able to survive battles and some lucky Iai landing on enemies wasn't enough. They are progressing with the higher floors, sure enough most enemies will catch up to those who's hitting a wall of their abilities.
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*These events happened before Crozeph joined the current scouting team*
"A master swordsman living in the mountains? no we don't know."
"A quest for katanas? I haven't heard anything."
"Perhaps this isn't the right floor."
"Try our new egg footlong sandwich!"
"The cake is a lie?"A very unfruitful travel. This was a waste of time for him, not entirely but he thought it would yield results better than what he expected. He was going by a gut feeling that some kind of hidden quest was in there. The place had the perfect setting for it, a settlement built on a high ground, harsh environment, and mountain that invite challenge to anyone adventurous... or stupid.
He made his way in this floor through a portal and arrived at the main settlement, Lhasri. He wasn't sure where to start so he tried asking some NPCs for quests. Sure enough he was given some meager ones, transport of goods, performing, some trading in shops, hunts for certain kind if meat but none about fighting or rather challenging a master swordsman. Most of them thought he was out of his mind but they quickly dismissed it as Lashri boasts in its culture and a weird one was the least of their business.
Crozeph saw it too, the food was great (but still not as good as what Yuki makes is what his simping head with think), it was also lively with performances from dancers gliding and spinning while their garments paint vibrant scenery to the tune of the instruments.
Instruments...
He hasn't held one for a few years already, he can still remember his electric guitar and 8 guitar pedals at his house. "Well it might've been a loss in terms of what I want to find but at least I saw some thing I think I needed."
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Seeing Mac have the wrapping wrap his teeth, Crozeph gave him a thumbs up and a smirk. He wasn't expecting Mac to pull it off but he did and he did it well. NIGHT and Hirru failed to gain the full trust of the children but that was to be expected, Baldur and Lessa did too and that leaves with him observing the people around them.
"Are the children orphans? with these many people, I'd be weirded out if no one was calling them after talking to us." He thought. Crozeph hated how things looked like under the dazzling colors of the linens and the glimmer of the wares. Obviously the young ones are NPCs but he didn't liked how adults seem to not mind.
"Ah, the children..." he muttered as he saw them slink to the dark alley. It would seem that Hirru has given Night a new approach, stealth.
Wait...
"How did he guessed that out?" he thought.No matter, it must've been the color palette. Crozeph remained quiet after he asked the question, it was a silly one and something he picked up as he listened to the crowd before him... or around them.
"Maybe if I try to blend in I can gather more... just maybe." Crozeph rolled up his sleeves and rested his right hand on the hilt of his katana, the black goo seem to wrap around his hand like a glove. He passed by many shops, some even offered goods to him... and he's not liking the voices at all. It was for the sake of helping out, he wasn't a stealth player who can just blend in his surroundings, nor was he good at talking like the rest of the team.
And he hasn't noticed that he quite far from his group right now.
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On 8/17/2021 at 7:14 PM, Bistro said:
DRAGON'S BREATH (65)
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"Look for two people?"
Hatsune asked, it seemed like an easy job and she wasn't sure if Crozeph was messing with them or not. "Yep, they're newbies under my care and after the boss fight I can't seem to pinpoint their exact location. I mean I could but I have some pressing matters to attend for now" he told them both. "I don't mean to be intrusive but what pressing matters are you going to attend to that you'll leave this job to us?" Zatsune was curious, knowing him, it felt like he is just trying to slack off using his col.
"First, I gotta figure out this sword art changes. Second, look for my wife. Third, meet up with anyone from Jacob's Ladder and talk about guild stuff-" he took out his new katana and showed it to them. The weapon was looking ominous but it seemed to be subdued by its owner "this weapon, I need to get used to it too" he told them. "Shirogane and Plini, they're not that hard to spot. Shiro is pretty and quite a bashful person. Plini on the other hand is a no-nonsense guy, or maybe he just understands things a little different from most. Find the two and I'll pay you your price." With that now out of his mind, Crozeph sat beside his kotatsu, tea freshly brewed "I'm sort of back to square one, it'll be a disappointmnet if I got stuck in it again."
~Thread End~
Summary:
Word Count: 4,232
EXP: 4,232 / 10 * 6 / 1 = 2,538
Col: 400
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"Wait, isn't Batman already edgy?" he asked.
Zatsune took one step forward, finger pointed at Crozeph as if she was really displeased by the statement "Batman? edgy? fuck no!" she told him. Crozeph gave in another thought "he does, a rich guy who is edgy-" Zatsune grabbed him by the collar despite being shorter than him. Hatsune quickly tried to pull her sister away "you uncultured swine! Batman is just dark and brooding!" she yelled. Crozeph tried to pry away her hand as he tries to give a reply "bitch that's what being edgy is" he told her.
"Zatsune please, we need to find a job instead of fighting over whether Batman is edgy or not" she told her twin.
Crozeph stopped pulling back causing for Zatsune to pull him closer. The girl became flustered as soon as she caught his scent and kicked him back "fucking Araragi" she growled. Crozeph just gave her a disinterested looked and shifted his eyes to Hatsune "a job? you're looking for one?" he asked. Hatsune lowered her head "y-yes, the reason we looked for you is because maybe you have a job for us and pay us for our services?" she asked him.
"Let's go to my shop and talk about a very simple job."
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"Ah it's the annoying twins of Yomi"
Crozeph quipped as soon as he saw the two girls holding hands together. In his stay inside Yomi, he made quite a few allies that serves well in times of need. He didn't ask for them but they helped him a lot and one of those is the twins, Hatsune and Zatsune. He met when asked Night for a duel where the twins secured an are where they can duke it out with their awesomesauce katana.
It was at that point where the people of Yomi finally acknowledged his existence, that there is a merchant inside who fought well enough. He lost the duel but people seem to take a liking to him now. They somehow knew that Night was stronger than him and that cutting her hair was the last reason for her to hold back.
"Well look at you, looking like an edgy batman"
Crozeph scratched his head, his hair was indeed back to its raven-black color. It's not like he hates it, just that it feels like he's back to the start. After he and Yuki decided to get married after the boss battle, he dyed his hair to remind him that everything is different now. With his hair back in black, he was wondering "does this mean I'm still the same no matter how different my hair color is?"
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"My lance is for piercing, his scimitar is for slash attacks, and her two-handed sword works both as a slashing and bludgeoning weapon" the boy with the lance told him. Crozeph nodded in satisfaction "well I guess I have nothing to tell you, work something out and you might just be able to use sword arts again. Try it out in the Stygian and make sure you're near the settlement so you can easily retreat." He waved his hand and was about to turn around when the group bowed and thank him. He returned the gesture and saw them talk to each other how to fight the mobs as they make their way to the Stygian.
"I guess I should make my way back to Yomi, see if I can sort something out of all these changes"
The place had no notable changes in terms of mobs, the ones roaming around are still what Crozeph kills in his free time (even though he makes excuses to have more free time). There was certainly a different feel to Yomi, the underground settlement was his home for so long and despite living with Yuki, he would visit the place time to time just to see what the people are up to. The guardians still stood by the gates, ready to bar mobs and player killers alike. Yomi remained as some kind of Japanese ghost town and he liked it that way.
"Mister, it's been a while"
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"If you're not new to mmorpg stuff, you'd know the basics if certain weapons" he told them and before things could get awry, he warned the girl who has a two-handed sword on her back "Tartarus is no joke, I only manage to go in and out because I know the place quite well despite some spawning secret rooms. If I were you, I'd reach a certain level first before going in there and trust me-" he pointed at the large gate behind him "it's easy to move inside when you're alone, it's safer to be in there with a group but no one should be complacent no matter how much you want to go in there."
The girl nodded in dismay, he could see it. "Always remember that there's no respawn button here, I'd feel better if you try testing your mettle with the atrocities that emerges from the Stygian" he told them. The group's eyes lit up, as if his recommendation was something they were waiting for.
"Now, tell me if you know how to use your weapons properly."
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Food...
He has been eating before he even got to the meeting place, if it weren't for the bazaar triggering his hatred of too many people in one place he would be buying another basket of bread and two rolls of cheese to melt on it. Night already moved near Hirru as soon as the player found some children. Macradon even stood behind them as if he was trying to impress something "good cop, bad cop?" he thought. It would be nice if the children were a bit older, he himself wouldn't hesitate to be the bad cop and try to imitate Will Ferrell while he's at it.
"Oh right..."
He opened his inventory and pulled out a sack, it looked like the one used on potatoes but its contents are way beyond what potatoes can give to children. He walked towards Night and Hirru and grabbed a handful of candies out of it "I never thought this would come handy, it's hard to resist candies for them" he told the two. He scooped up one more handful and gave it to Macradon "try wearing the foil on your teeth, that might make them laugh" he said before giving a thumbs up secretly.
Crozeph turned his attention towards the crowd. Hirru was right, it's way too noisy but that was expected of such places. He began thinking of a way to find more clues if ever the children couldn't give one.
He was part a team who sets up sound systems during college, maybe his mediocre skill that might have faded during his stay in Aincrad could help. He looked at the crowd and began doing it, isolating what he wants to hear.
some goods... damaged... profit... help
infestation?... nobles' fault... this place... curse... profitable
no sign of sickness... stolen goods... must be the children...Too many voices but Crozeph seem to find some common grievances once he filtered out the sales talk and bartering that is happening. He then moved to @Baldur's side and tried to ask a weird question
"Hey shisou, can a plague or infestation be made intentional?"
SpoilerID: 198437 | LD: 15 + 4 = 19
- Hirru: 24 (0/3 turns)
- Baldur: 13 (0/3 turns)
- NIGHT: 34 (0/3 turns)
- Macradon: 24 (0/3 turns)
- Crozeph: 19 (0/3 turns)
- Lessa: 9 (0/3 turns)
Total LD: 123/150
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Where is she...
Crozeph nodded as Macradon and Night began thinking of what they should be doing now that it's clear they have no solid clue yet. He was looking for her and at the same time didn't like things that are hidden in plain sight. Amidst the bazaar's colorful wares and fabrics being sold, he saw a few children walking around as if looking for something for themselves "refugees..." he thought. The floor had been known to have some kind of conflicts in factions, nothing new, yet he felt a bit of indignation for those who unknowingly suffered and treated as "collateral" but enough of that. "We could go try and ask some people too, well not these merchants. They're just here to earn, I'm talking about them" he pointed at the children or rather teenagers who ran in and out of dim alleyways. "They must be hiding from the guards or trying their best not to bump into nobles." Some were scurrying while others calmly blends in with the crowd.
As he tried to assess their current situation and how to start, he picked up one of the consumables Hirru has offered and ate it in one go and just after that Night talked to him again and her questions were adding to his indescribable feeling right now.
"I was about to ask you the same thing about Yuki. I've never seen her ever since the boss fight, it's weird. I woke up at Tartarus holding this-" Night also noticed his weapon strapped on his waist and as he grabbed it his hand was stained with its black goo "this some kind of boss drop from that battle" he shook his hand trying to wash if off "it's got some issues and I'm still getting used to it being wild when wielded. Enough of that, I'm more concerned about Yuki" he uttered. "To be honest everything is not okay with me not seeing her here with us." He looked at their group, most of them was with him in the last battle, he remembers Lessa too when they fought Skalaugh, and Hirru seemed like an old acquaintance of his sensei "we both know in groups like this Yuki would be the first to arrive with me being dragged by her, she would light this place up with her smug smile and..." he paused. "I went to our house, no one was there too, or maybe she was out and I arrived too late, I don't know. I don't know what to think, maybe if we can find the boss now then she would appear and protect us or join us as we search for the boss room. Maybe, just maybe..."
Crozeph looked at the people around them again, Night was right. Keep an eye out on people who might know something. "What if we ask one of the children here? maybe their parents would know a few places that seemed suspicious. I'm not good with kids so maybe-" he looked at them. Lessa seemed like a good candidate for talking to them or Mac and his lighthearted nature. Baldur can try, his blue haori would definitely look cool in children's eyes.
Anything to find something.
Crozeph consumed [Berry Crumb Bars 189098-2]
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"We stick with the basics for now?" one of them asked. It was the first thing that he uttered, he was even trying to impersonate Baldur. The three players before him looked at each other. One was holding a lance for jousting, the second had a scimitar, and lastly the girl had a two-handed sword.
"This is quite the trio, it eerily reminds me of a certain group" he thought as he watched them talk amongst themselves. Tartarus was never a pleasant place, he was simply numb to what it offers to anyone who dares to enter. The three players sees him as someone who was strong enough to take on what's inside alone but in reality, he was just used to it.
Crozeph noticed the girl taking a peek at the doorstep of the gigantic gates of Tartarus "she must be interested in going there, that would be one hell of a death wish" he thought. It might only be a matter of seconds until one utters nonsense to him.
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"She's not here..."
His thoughts were clouded after scanning a few faces. This was unexpected for him, the lack of her presence. Usually she would be the one to jump in the front and tank all damage and that also means she's earlier than the others and claim her position as the paladin. He munched on his consumables, buffing his stats to raise his survivability. With the changes made to the system after the boss battle, Crozeph has been pushed back to his glass cannon build and with that he would always have her by his side. There's Baldur, Macradon, a green haired guy but she wasn't here. What a strange feeling, quite nostalgic...
Crow...
Are you joining us?It felt like an Eminem lyric card slapped him. His eyes moved as if he got pulled out somewhere deep and he saw her, a familiar face. Someone who was also there along with the paladin, the deadly duo in his eyes but this time it was only her and a different person was with the woman who wielded a fearsome two-handed sword.
"NIGHT..." he uttered, slow as if dread was slowly creeping in.
"Y-yeah I got the spam message, I mean the message about scouting and where to meet up" he told her. It also felt like NIGHT had a faint curiosity of his look. He scratched his head and tried to fake a smile as fast as he could to hide his uneasiness about something "after the boss fight, my hair went back to how it was before, maybe I should dye it again."
Another person stepped in, must be the one who sent the message and introduced himself as Hirru. "I got the message and I'm here to help. I-it's nice to see familiar faces too including NIGHT and Baldur-shishou" he told him.
Resumes were his bane, he hated making one as if he needs to prove himself first but that was of little matter to him "maybe we should start getting out of this place first, it seems some royal guards are wary of us and I'm pretty sure a labyrinth leading to a boss won't be here unless the nobles are up to something."
As he followed, his katana began oozing out black goo at its hilt, as if it was reacting to the players present in the group but it seems no one has noticed yet... even its dumb owner.
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A very different approach
After a quick visit to Cintamani to buy some essentials (not oil) he began making his way to the teleport plaza. It must've been quite an experience for someone like him when he suddenly realized another thing. He received the message, understood it's contents, bought what he needed, finally headed to the quickest transportation around... but there was no specific meeting place.
...and then the next message arrived.
He stood frozen a few feet away from the portal, players around giving him wary reactions. A player with raven-black hair, wearing a pair of eyeglasses, and a pitch black katana that screams of "I have fuck you stats" strapped on his side stood before the portal. Pair it with his dark shirt with faded stripes and royal blue pants similar to a military uniform and black boots. "So a guy with green hair and a katana guy wearing a blue haori... a blue haori." It was all that is needed to know, he entered the portal with faint smile on his face.
A few minutes later, floor 26, Aquilainean Bazaar, looking for the Concordance Commons
It sure was a hectic place and Crozeph isn't fond of it. Too many voices, lots of shiny things, mind-numbing splash of different colors (for him). It was indeed a bazaar. Another problem was his looks get to be more noticeable, raven-black hair and azure eyes. Crozeph quickly accessed his map and tried to look for the Concordance Commons faster. "Would I be late?" he asked himself as he opened his menu for some common knowledge of the area. "I do hope I don't bump into some eccentric noble..."
He saw three figures, Baldur, the green hair guy, and another... the player who had a name that sounds like a dragon. Crozeph walked towards them, closed his menu for some info and changed it to his inventory. He took out a few consumables and chewed on them as he made his his way to the group.
Crozeph consumed the following
Liquor of Light [DMG III]
Divinity's Blessing {T3 OH]
Woodland armor (1/3) +15*tier MIT -
It's been a while since his last visit, of course for business purposes. He and the shop owner named Bistro wasn't good friends, he sure hope he was a good customer. A step in and a quick look inside was enough for him to get that familiar feeling of going in the same place. He was like a cat, who would eat the same thing just to avoid getting poisoned and in this case, Cintamani was his go to now that his inventory is a hot mess, a steaming pile of dung that no one can dare to fix, not even the owner itself.
He opened his menu and prepared the col, scanned the place for some extra purchase but other than that, he picked up the essentials he would always buy (except a crafter's respite).
"You ever put instructions on these? like is it flammable? do we rub it on our temples or take it orally- oh there's a description! there goes my chance for a small talk."
After the col transfer, Crozeph waved his hand and left the shop, was he a good customer? no. Some say he was annoying.
Purchased the following
Liquor of Light x1 [02/03/21] 500 col
Divinity's Protection x1 [176989-1] 500 col
total: 1000 col
[BR-F26] Six Feet Under [Labyrinth Boss]
in The Frontlines
Posted
What a nice line-up of players, It was something that Crozeph wasn't expecting but will it be enough to defeat that thing that is standing between them? a rat holding a weapon and a name on its head "Telicomys? I was expecting something like Stuart or Ratatouille but..." as he saw two players move forward, Crozeph unsheathe his katana and joined them.
"We can't burn it more" he thought as he saw Night's DoT weapon having less duration. For a moment he thought of using Skadi to freeze the rat in place, these creatures are quite nimble in their normal size but that doesn't mean this one would be less. Shadow wrapped around his arm as he held his weapon, black goo oozing out of its blade. "Blade Demon 1st For-" Crozeph wasn't even near the giant rat for 5 seconds but the enemy is already moving out of his katana's reach "fucking evasive" he muttered.
ID:198994 | BD: 3 + 4 = 7 - 4 EVA = 3 [Fail]
[1] NIGHT | HP: 840/840 | EN: 110/122 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 5 | EVA: 5 | MIT: 48 | LM: 2 | BLI: 32 | BLD: 48 | FRB: 40 | STC: 40 | LD: 5 | BH: 25 | Stealth Rating: 5
[1] Hirru | HP: 806/806 | EN: 108/110 (-2)| DMG: 23 | ACC: 6 | EVA: 1 | MIT: 167 | EVM: 32 | PARA: 1 | LD: 8
[0] Macradon | 1035/1035 HP | 119 MIT | 24 DMG | 4 ACC | 1 EVA | 8 REC | 56 BH | 99 VMP | 16(8) FRT | 16 FRS | 16 Holy | Phase | 122/122 EN
[0] Ariel | HP: 918/918 | EN: 100/100 | DMG: 30 (+8)(+8) | MIT: 0 | AA | ACC: 5(7) | EVA: 2 | +39 HB | +49 BH | +6 LD | Fallen (1) | Keen (2) | Risky (2) | TXV 24/3
[0] Crozeph | HP: 620/620 | EN: 68/80 | DMG: 20 | ACC: 4 | EVA: 2 | MIT: 54 | Phase | FLN: 16| REC: 3 | LD: 1
[0] Baldur -
Telicomys, Guardian of the Sewers | HP: 3815/4000 | MIT: 175 | DMG: 280 | ACC: 4 | EVA: 4 | INCARCERATION | [BURN: 112] (0/1)
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