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Shield

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  1. With the conversation cutting off at a rather dramatic moment, Shield turned and followed the boss-turned-quest-giver up to the surface. It was too early to know exactly how the following encounters would play out, but in the mean time, he kept his expression from giving away his satisfaction. In the mean time, he mentally tucked a heaping dose of I-told-you-so in his back pocket for later use. He doubted he would need it, but after the tongue lashing he had the other 'spare' voters had taken from impatient, inflexible, or bloodthirsty allies, it might be useful. Or it might be worth the
  2. "If you're not satisfied with how the front line conducts itself and cannot make peace with it, the reasonable option is not to expect large groups of them to depart at your whim, it is for you to take your leave. The front line is constantly in flux, and if you're not prepared to deal with that," Shield said calmly, summoning a blue crystal into his hand and tossing it at Ariel's feet, "nobody is forcing you to stay." His dark eyes were stern, but they were composed and still despite his sharp gesture. "I have tried drawing lines in the sand in the past, and the results were bad for the front
  3. Shield sheathed his sword and set a heavy hand on Hirru's shoulder, giving a squeeze of reassurance to add to the words of his comrades. He did not blame Hirru for any of the discourse that had occurred. More voices on the matter of sparing or killing would not be helpful at this point, so he held his tongue. The vote would fall where it would fall. In the mean time, swords were still bared and anger still flared. Silently taking a post beside Calrex, he sat, closing his eyes and crossing his arms. Until the vote was in and settled, no action was to be taken. "A house divided cannot stand
  4. This is the Magus fight in Chrono Trigger all over again... complete with blue flame motif. I don't know if that was an intentional choice by the designer or if this is just art echoing art, but I remember the correct choice from back then... "Why are we even talking about what's right and wrong?" Shield asked, his dark eyes scanning those around him. "What's right and what's wrong is irrelevant. There's no point in blaming an NPC for doing what it was programmed to do. He's ones and zeroes - a construct. Trying to decide based on worth or motive or the morality of what it has done will
  5. "Press the attack? You heard the man, Lilith!" From Shield's collar, a vibrantly colored snake slithered forth, wrapping herself around his throat. With a momentary flash of pale white light, her colors faded to a duller, grayer pallet as her scales hardened, adding an extra layer of protection at his most vulnerable point. He was already behind Gabrandr as the first blow struck, throwing his shoulder into their opponent to make the most of the incoming attacks. Shield felt each impact through the sturdy body of the so-called king. As sharp slicing of blades sang through the ear, Shield
  6. Gabrandr's defenses seemed to show no cracks, at least not in a figurative sense. "Don't be discouraged by his bravado!" Shield called out. "It's easy for the big guys to act tough with three full health bars, but the first is almost entirely gone. We'll see how well he can keep it up!" As he spoke, his eyes spotted the same telltale sign as Calrex. A sheathed katana in the hands of a master of Iaijutsu was a clear signal. Shield dropped into a crouch and sprang forward, but instead of falling in behind Baldur, he rushed around behind, preparing for the group's attack. And attack th
  7. Battle Text: The wave function had collapsed, and as Shield brushed the debris from around his eyes, he saw the damage the environment had dealt him on top of that new reality. Fortunately, Hirru was already on it, and the age old relationship of healer and tank showed itself to be as reliable as always. With his own natural regeneration, he was returned to full health only a moment later. He gave a brief but meaningful nod to the Jade Hunter-Turned-Healer. His dark eyes swung from his ally to the newly reformed boss. "Our turn." As Baldur's attack relented, Shield advanced. H
  8. A lot about the situation didn't smell right, and it wasn't just the dank atmosphere of the cavernous boss room. Shield strode forward after Baldur, waving the prismatic mist away. He was sure that substance was not as benign as it seemed, either because of its effects or because of whatever it was that produced it. The raid party was more or less of one mind, so far at least. Baldur's order rang out and others seemed to heed his guidance. This was fine with him. He trusted Baldur more than most, and even if the setup with the seemingly disarming 'boss' and the collection of odd machinery was
  9. Shield stumbled through the brush of the first floor, emerging into a small clearing. He knocked bits of sticks and leaves from his tangled mop of hair, which had never been particularly well kept, but now especially was practically a bird's nest of tangles and twigs. Shaking himself off, he spotted his quarry. Marching up to the chef, he gave a slight incline of his head in greeting. "Sure don't make yourself easy to find, do you? I need some HP buffs, and I'm told there's a chef wandering around who keeps plenty in stock." He set up a transfer and sent a sum of Col to the other player. "Best
  10. Stats Shield fell in line behind Baldur as Jacob's ladder filed into the entry outside of the boss' sanctum. His newly gained armor, Elder's Grace, the embodiment of flame and ice, twisted itself into menacing, jagged points at the joints. It gave the tank any number of secondary weapons to throw into an opponent. His primary weapon, hanging at his side in its curved sheath, was nowhere near as dangerous as this. At his back, the dull red eyes set in the leonine face of Manticore Mask glared lifelessly. Sidling closer to his fellow pillar, he muttered under his breath. "Thank you again
  11. Item Conversion: Starting Item: Trial by Fire Type: Hammer Tier: 4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Accuracy I / Burn I / Absolute Accuracy Description: A redwood staff shod with brass at both ends, the haft glows with crimson light when wielded in battle. Applying: Cluster of Stars Converted Item: Trial by Fire Type: Curved Sword Tier: 4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Accuracy I / Burn I / Absolute Accuracy Description: A curved sword with a dark, blackened wood, leather-wrapped handle and a mirror polish deep crimson blade with etched flames on its faces.
  12. Item: Junk Drop: 154281b Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201153] LD:11 Bleed / [201152] LD:18 - Accuracy / [201151] LD:14 Accuracy Item: Junk Drop: 154281a Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201150] LD:7 Paralysis / [201149] LD:1 - Keen / [201148] LD:14 Accuracy Item: Junk Drop: 151555b Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201147] LD:3 Keen / [201146] LD:14 - Accuracy / [201145] LD:13 Paralysis Item: Freezer Drop: 151555a Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's:
  13. Using: Hermes' Scales Consuming +1 CD Potion Appraising: Item: Junk Drop: 154281b Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201153] LD:11 Bleed / [201152] LD:18 - Accuracy / [201151] LD:14 Accuracy Item: Junk Drop: 154281a Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201150] LD:7 Paralysis / [201149] LD:1 - Keen / [201148] LD:14 Accuracy Item: Junk Drop: 151555b Tier: 3 Item Type: Curved Sword Quality: Perfect ID's: [201147] LD:3 Keen / [201146] LD:14 - Accuracy / [201145] LD:13 Paralysis Item: Freezer Drop: 15
  14. Fusion: Nadja's Allure Fusion: Nadja's Allure Fusion: Vampire's Kiss
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