Reinholt

Reinholt had hooked his thumbs into the sides of his breastplate as he walked. He looked completely relaxed, with not so much a care in the world. His canine companion walked near him, its spiked tail swaying back and forth. The small feathered dragon lands in the sand, catching Fenrir's attention. The Sabertooth wolf seems to grin as it attempts to sneakily walk toward the fire breathing dragon. Realizing what his familiar was about to do, Reinholt sighs softly. "Fenrir! Be nice!" He calls, making his familiar look back. It huffs and turns back toward the feathered drafon familiar, but it had already returned to its partner. It slams its tail into the sand and returns to Reinholt's side. "Sorry, he hasn't been around too many other familiars, plus ours is a fairly new partnership for the both of us." Reinholt apologizes and reaches down to pat his Familiar on its back. "You two seem to have a nice partnership, fire and ice.  Must be pretty beneficial to quest together." He says, turning and walking backwards, looking between Vigilon and Krysta and their familiars.

Grumbling, Reinholt shrugs his shoulders. Not he minded being out here with Pinball, but with their current luck Pinball would fish up another river reaper or some such. "Fine. But if you fish up another river reaper, im walking away and leaving your ass here." He says with a chuckle. Pinball launches another attack and in a surprising outcome the Mummy was still standing, as it managed to dodge Pinball's attack. The moment Pinball finishes Reinholt dashes forward. With low energy all he could do was a normal attack, but he swung his heavy sword anyway. He smirks as his sword bites into the Mummies chest and he dances back away from the creature. "Alright Pin. Kill this thing, will you?" He chuckles as he looks at the mummy before them. It wasn't that the creature was super strong, It was just surprisingly agile. He glances to Pinball and readies himself for a other attack.

Action Taken: Attack(-1en) vs Mummified Mariner= hit
ID#100879 BD=9
DMG=10

-Players -

[H:2] Pinball: 628/740 HP | 37/74 EN | 3 ACC | 3 EVA | 15 DMG

[H:3] Reinholt: HP: 240/240 Energy: 0/24 DMG: 9 MIT: 27 ACC: 2

- Enemies -

Mummified Mariner: 72/370 HP | 111 DMG

Reinholt instinctively grins as the mummy starts to move toward him. He steadies his grip, waiting as the mummy shambles across the sand. Suddenly Pinball shouts his name and charges the mummy. He lands a heavy blow, the concussion of which blew sand everywhere, and the mummy slows to a halt, a layer of sand and ice now covering its body. "Your concern is touching, Pin." He says with a smirk, walking toward the now frozen Mummy. "That freeze effect is super handy, by the way." he says in a very off hand manner as he rather lazily swings his blade at the frozen mummy. The blade shatters the ice, sending shards and sand in every direction. With a smile he steps away from the mummy and looks over at Pinball. "Kill this ugly mug so we can head back. I got sand in places there shouldnt be sand."

Action taken- Attack(-1eng) vs Mummy: hit
ID#100873 BD=7+2=9

Dmg: 9+24=33

-Players -

[H:2] Pinball: 628/740 HP | 38/74 EN | 3 ACC | 3 EVA | 15 DMG

[H:1] Reinholt: HP: 240/240 Energy: 0/24 DMG: 9 MIT: 27 ACC: 2

- Enemies -

Mummified Mariner: 82/370 HP | 111 DMG

Reinholt grumbles as be rises to his feet. "You know, why dont you just shut your face and kill this damn thing." he mutters and runs his hand through his beard, shaking loose some sand. He watches Pinball sidestep the monster's attack and as it stumbles Reinholt dashes forward. He swings his pummel toward the mummy who some how manages to stumble out of the way. He curses under his breath and dances back away from the mummy. "This thing has some ridiculous good luck, so why dont you do your thing and squash this ugly thing?" He glances at his energy bar, that last failed attack completely drained it. He takes a deep breath and readies his sword to defend himself if needed. "I'm out of energy, so i cant use my sword arts anymore." He glances at Pinball's gauges from thr party menu and nods.  "You got this right?"

Action Taken: <<Fight Blade>> Hit[-9EN]

ID#100861 BD=1

-Players -

[H:0] Pinball: 628/740 HP | 54/74 EN | 3 ACC | 3 EVA | 15 DMG

[H:0] Reinholt: HP: 240/240 Energy: 0/24 DMG: 9 MIT: 27 ACC: 2

- Enemies -

Mummified Mariner: 370/370 HP | 111 DMG

Reinholt smiled at the fact everyone had a profession, something they did other than grinding levels and just hanging out. It was nice to see so many hard working players. Though it sounded like at the very least Arabelle had the same issue as him, lack of materials and no customers. Being a new blacksmith, most players went to the more experienced smiths. Plus Vigilon made a good point, most smiths were needed once or twice, but then they were useless. But it didn’t matter to Reinholt, as he liked to experiment with different things with his armor and weapons and it would be cheaper in the long run for him to just to be able to make it himself. He drops to a knee and digs in a small crevice, huffing slightly when he didn’t find anything. He stands back up and looks around, his eyes thoughtful. ”Well I’ll have to get up there and try out your shop Tsu and same with you Arabelle. I like food and music.” He chuckles and continues to slowly walk across the rocky 7th floor.

ID#100822 LD=1

Reinholt nods in agreement when Vigilon said they should get going. Fenrir paws disdainfully at the sand before then and thumps its tail harder on the ground, sending up a small sand cloud. Reinhokt glances at his familiar with a slight grin. "I guess my dislike for this floor has worn off on Fenrir already. But I agree, we should get moving." Krysta mentions he should lead the way and he smiles and nods his head. "I dont mind that at all." he responds and starts to walk out unti the vast desert before them. Fenrir stubbornly sits just inside the gate, apparently refusing to actually enter the desert. Reinholt pauses and turns back to his familiar. "Lets go Fen. I dont like this floor as much as you but im nkt complaining." Thr Sabertooth whines in protest, thumping its tail down again. Reinholt turns completely around to face his familiar and points to the ground beside him, his face serious. "Now, Fenrir. Lets go." The familiar snorts and slowly rises off its haunches to pad through the sand toward Reinholt. "See, its not that bad." Reinholt says as he turns and leads the way across the desert.

"Oh mighty fishing gods, bless Pinball with your luck." Reinholt says with a chuckle as he draws his sword. "Just gonna keep this handy in case you fish up a kraken or some such." He halfway wanted to ^_est now, knowing it was advance him levels and he could unlock the next rank his sword art. He was at the expert rank now, but would move up to Master rank, unlocking even more powerful sword skills that would allow him to be that much more effective. He had been standing there, in his own little world with his sword in hand, but Pinball's voice brings his attention to What was going on. A mummy had staggered out of the oasis and Reinholt couldn't help but laugh. "I guess ask and you shall receive, huh?" Reinholt, still chuckling, advances on the mummy. As closes the gap, he attempts to dash forward but his feet slip in the sand and he winds up on his face.

Action Taken: <<Fight Blade>> Hit[-9EN]

ID#100791 BD=1 Miss!

-Players -

[H:0] Pinball: 628/740 HP | 55/74 EN | 3 ACC | 3 EVA | 15 DMG

Reinholt: HP: 240/240 Energy: 8/24 DMG: 9 MIT: 27 ACC: 2

- Enemies -

Mummified Mariner: 370/370 HP | 111 DMG

Reinholt had been lounging in his shop when he heard thr ting of a notification. Lazily he opens his interface and reads the message. It was from Vigilon, his fellow blacksmith and acquaintance. "Oh the sand shark? Shouldn't be a problem with the three of us." He mutters and types out a quick response saying that He would be there shortly. Rising to his feet, he switches to his Vangardian Plate armor and the cobalt blade Darukai. He whistles and Fenrir rises from the spot he laid near the forge. The Sabertooth Wolf yawns as he starts to pad toward Reinholt. "Lets go Fenrir. We have a Sand Shark to kill." he says as they leave the shop. Soon they materialize on the 5th and start to trek through Fortaleza to meet up with the other two players, his familiar walking along beside him. Soon he arrives at the gates and waves toward Vigilon and Krysta. "Hey guys. Thanks for the invite. Ive already killed this guy once but i don't mind helping out again. Plus that potion is nice." Fenrir sits down on his haunches and lazily flicks its mace-like tail from side to side.

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http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/16427-f7pp-howl-of-the-sabertooth/?page=2

Familiar Eval

Reinholt receives
<<Sabertooth Wolf Tamer>>
Fenrir(fighter familiar)
2sp(1 quest, 1 thread)
200 col(thread)

Hestia Receives
1sp (thread)
200 col(thread)

Pinball receives
1sp(thread)

Grinning, Reinholt sheathes his sword and walks over to his friend. "Atleast I can do some kind if damage to the monsters you fish up now. Before i might as well been hitting it with a pook noodle." Reinholt says with a chuckle.  It was true, last tkme they were fishing together Reinholt couldn't so much as land a hit on the monsters Pin had fished up. But now he was well on his way to being able to dish out Damage like Pinball. He pauses, thinking he saw something in the sand and crouches down to sift through the sand. After findind nothing he brushes his hands off and stands. "I was kind of hoping youd fish up a mummy though for real. Now that would of been a story." He smiles and pats Pinball on the shoulder. Before long, they would make a pretty good damage dealing team, with Reinholt being able to take the hits while both of them would be able to lay down the law.

ID#100743 LD=1 no mats foun

The Sabertooth growls and thrashes against Reinholt, its paws leaving red digital lines across his body. He doesn’t let up however, his grip never faltering. Growling now himself, He forces the beast to look at him. Their eyes lock, Reinholt’s eyes holding a feircness that they don’t often have. Moments pass and neither the Sabertooth nor Reinholt looks away. The Sabertooth stops trashing about, but still growls angerly at Reinholt. After what seemed like eternity the Sabertooth looks away, his growl fading into a whine.”See, was it that hard?” Reinolt says as he eases the Sabertooth to the ground. The Sabertooth sits back on its haunches and Reinholt kneels next to it. ”What do you say? Partners?” He says to the Sabertooth who responds by slamming its mace-like tail against the ground with a huff. Reinholt chuckles and scratches the Sabertooth behind its ear. ”You watch my back, I watch yours. That’s a promise, Fenrir.” He says softly as he rises to his feet. He looks around, his eyebrow raise. ”Now then.. How are we going to get back up to my friends..” He mutters, mainly to himself, looking up toward were Hestia and Pinball were.

Reinholt grins as he hefts his sword in his hand. ”My word, that’s no way to speak to your best  bud.” He chuckles and watches as Pinball lands his strongest sword art and then the shark’s heath drop considerably. He loosens his shoulders and nods toward the shark. ”My turn, Fish breath.” He mutters and dashes forward, his sword held loose in his right hand.  The shark was still recovering from Pinballs hit as Reinholt leaps at the Shark and bashes the shark in the head with his pummel. The shark hits the sand, flopping lazily around like a fish out of water, thanks to the <<Stun>> status effect Reinholt had inflicted. Reinholt grins as he backs away from the stunned creature. "Finish Him!" He says in his best Mortal Kombat voice. He tries to keep a straight face but bursts into laughter. "I crack myself up.." he mutters to himself.

Action Taken: <<Fight Blade>> Hit[-9EN]

ID#100737 BD=8+2=10

DMG: 54+Stun

- Players -

Pinball: 628/740 HP | 57/74 EN | 3 ACC | 3 EVA | 15 DMG

Reinholt: HP: 240/240 Energy: 15/24 DMG: 9 MIT: 27 ACC: 2

- Enemies -

Dusty Shark: 46/370 HP | 111 DMG

Luckily the fall wasnt a Long fall. With a grunt Reinholt lands and kicks the Sabertooth off of him. Both of them scramble to their feet and start to circle each other, the Sabertooth growled and Reinholt grins. The Sabertooth lunges forward, swinging it's heavy spiked tail at Reinholt, who dances out of the way, and the spiked tail crashes through a boulder. Shards of the boulder pepper Reinholt, but he was other wise unhurt. "C'mon. I just want to be friends." He says through a wolfish grin. The Sabertooth responds with a deep howl and smashes it's spiked tail oj the ground. It charges Reinholt and leaps at him, its jaws agape. Reinholt makes no attempt to dodge, but instead moves forward to meet the attack head on. In a quick move he grabs the animals large 'Saber' fangs, side steps and uses the beasts own momentum to spin and he slams It into the cliff wall. The impact causes the beast to yelp. Reinholt brings the Sabertooth up to eye level and pins it against the wall. "That's enough!" Reinholt snarls at the Sabertooth. He spots Pinball out of the corner of his eye and shakes his head toward the boy. He obviously had the situation under control.

Reinholt chuckles as Macradon talks about it going to be a quick quest for then. He nods his head. "Well luckily, I'm a quick study. And i like quick quests, it helps with the grind. Im hoping to see the Frontlines sooner rather than later." He says just before Macradon called for the cerberus that was his familiar. At first Reinholt takes  step back, his eyebrow raised at the fearsome looking beast, but relaxes once Macradon explains. "Everyone Ive met has a familiar of one type or another, though a cerberus is a first. Ive been considering looking for one, even got some items to help. Its just been a matter of taking a break from the grind to go look for one. Ya know?" He eyes the Cerberus for a moment, still kind of unsure if the thing was gonna try and get him or not, then moves toward the door. "I came ready, so whenever youre good we can head out. I'll wait outside." He says with a nod of his head as he steps out of the shop.

Reinholt is silent while he considers her offer. While he didn't know Embers too well, he felt like he knew her enough to know that her favor probably wouldn't put him in a position to compromise his honor. After a few moments of walking he spots another Boar pup  and draws his sword. "You got a deal." He mutters and dashes forward swinging his heavy sword at   Boar pup. The boar pup sees Reinholt just as he starts to swing and it dodges the heavy blade pretty easily. It attempts to rush at Reinholt,  but it finds a small hole and falls on it's face. Reinholt smirks and steps back, glancing toward Embers. "As long as you dont ask me to do anything that would harm another player in any way shape or form, its a deal." He adds, just to make sure she knew where his line was. He wouldnt maliciously go after any player who didnt deserve  it.

Action Taken: Attack[-1 EN]:Miss

100726     BD=3    MD=    1    

Summary:

Reinholt: HP: 51/60 ENG 1/6

Boar Pup: HP: 5/5

Reinholt heard friends talking behind him, but wasn't listening. They had traveled some distance from Nimbus  into the higher mountains on the floor. He hears something and he holds his hand up, glancing back at his friends to see if they heard it too. He takes another slow step and the sound becomes clear, a low, angry growl. A grin spreads across Reinholt's face as he takes another step forward and a Sabertooth Wolf stood in the path before him. It bared its teeth at Reinholt, it had heavy 'saber' fangs and a heavy mace like spiked tail swayed behind it. "Whatever happens, leave this to me." He quietly says to his friends, never taking his eyes off the Sabertooth. He quickly materializes some food from his inventory and holds it out. The Sabertooth snarls and rushes forward. It leaps up and tries to attack. The weight of the beast causes Reinholt to stumble backwards. He steps on the end the cloak and starts to fall backward, and over the edge of a cliff. The only thing left was a pile of black cloth, Pinballs cloak that had gotten pulled off.

ID#100704 LD=13+8=21 Enhanced Familiar 'tamed'

Reinholt snaps his fingers, as if he had forgotten about the items he had gathered for this purpose. Quickly he opens his menu and goes his inventory, materializing both the Crystal Hestia made and the donut Pinball made. "I almost forgot." He says just as they exit the safe zone. He quickly scarfs the donut down and activates the crystal. Pinball then gives him a cloak and he takes it, swirling it around and putting it on as well. "Thanks Pin, I'll take care of it for sure." He grins and looks about the landscape. If everything went well he would going home with a familiar. The thought excited him as he led the party across the 7th floor. Many players had familiars, each with their unique stats and benefits. He was nearly giddy as he moved quickly across the floor, the black cloak Pin gave him flowing out behind him.

(Equipped Cloak of the Harbingers +3 LD, consumed Cop's Deluxe Donut +3 LD, activated The Animal inside(Familiar call) +2 LD for familiar taming.)

Reinholt laughs loudly as Pinball screams and almost kicks him. "Man, that was good. Sorry Pin, i couldnt resist." He says as he pats his own leg, trying to calm down from laughing. After a few moments Pin starts to fish again so Reinholt walks around toward the other side of the oasis. He walks toward the water and crouches down, cupping his hands he scoops up some water and slurps noisily. Before long he rises to his feet and looks over at Pinball, seeing that he had something on the hook again. He chuckles and turns around, searching the area around him for materials.

He finds some material and grins as he transfers the material to bis inventory. He turns around and sees Pinball with another shark and he sighs, drawing his sword and walking back toward his friend. "And your luck holds. No fishing trip can be completed without atleast one monster eh?"

ID#100674 LD=17 1 mat found

Reinholt raised his eyebrow at Pinball and his Victory cry. The boy was very excitable, and it seemed to rub off on Arabelle. He chuckles softly as they start to walk, falling in beside Etherial. Yawning softly he tucks his thumbs into the sides of his breastplate and follows the rest of the rag-tag team. "Knowing Pin, He'll some how fish a giant man eating monster from thin air, cause thats just his luck. Right buddy?" He says playfully slugging Pinball in the shoulder. "No matter, between me and Pin, you ladies are completely safe, but given a gave its probably some sort of Bat or cave spider or maybe a giant bear." He shrugs and resumes his lazy stride. It would be fun questing with some new people. He liked Pinball and all, but its always nice to make new friends. Glancing at the other two players, makes a slight face. He would have to make sure nothing happened to either one of these players got hurt.

Reinholt smiles at Spangie. "Hey there Spangie. Good Seeing you here." He says and pats Fetu Lagi on the shoulder. "Good seeing you too man. Lets get this show on the road." He says with a nod toward Fetu. He listens to Arabella introduce herself and then Krysta give a speech. He grins and follows after her, his left hand resting on the pummel of his sword. "Alright, I think Bella," He says nodding his head toward the purple haired girl. "And myself should lay down suppressing AoE attacks. Spangie, stun what you can. Does anyone have any healing skills? I just want to make sure we have all of our bases covered and everyone comes back home in one piece." He says, before making a face and looking at the other players. "Sorry, wasn't trying to sound pushy or anything." He adds, rubbing the back of his neck. While he wasn't the most exprienced player out there, he really didn't want to be the cause of someone dying so he felt a bit better if he laid a plan of some sort.

@Krysta@Arabelle@Fetu Lagi

Reinholt merely shakes his head at Pinball. There wasnt much else he could do. Replacing his sword where it was on display he turns to Hestia "Excuse me a moment Hestia." He says as he walks down the stairs from his forging area and into his small living quarters. After a moment he comes back out wearing normalish clothing and not his armor and sword. "Well lets get this show on the road. Night is coming pretty quickly." He smiles at Hestia as he walks to the front door and pats Pinball on the shoulder. "I dont mind his eccentricities. That's part of the reason I like him." Chuckling he stands near the door waiting fkr his friends to leave the shop so he can close up. He could feel the excitment Building but was glad he got those items to make his search easier, though he did wish he was able to get his eyepatch made to give him even more of a boost. Once everyone had cleared out of his shop he locks the door and then leads the way through Nimbus toward thr exit of the safezone.

Reinholt chuckles when Embers gets all bent out of shape whe. He called her miss, even though he ment nothing by it. "I'll think about it." he says in respondse to her telling him to call her Embers. He shrugs his shoulders amd starts to walk away. "Gotta keep killing them till I get one more boar material. So im gonna go find another one to kill." He says as he starts to walk away.

He pretty quickly finds another boar pup and draws his sword. The boar pup squeals and charges forward and Reinholt almost neglectly swings his sword, killing the pup easily. He sticks his sword into the ground and starts to loot the corpse, but finds nothing. With a sigh he rises to his feet and grabs his sword. "This is going to take all day." he grumbles and starts to walk around some more looking for another boar pup.

ID#100666 Bd=6 attack hit deals 5 dmg

ID#100667 LD=1 no mat found

Summary:

Reinholt: HP: 51/60 ENG 1/6

Boar Pup: HP: 0/5

Reinholt grins when his friend opens the chest and it actually wasn't a mimic. Smirking, Reinholt sheathes his sword. "Well I'll be. Its -not- a mimic. Now we better close shop and go back before you fish up a dragon or some crap." Reinholt chuckles and looks around, deciding to go try and find more materials. He walks toward one of the sparse trees and begins searching around. After finding nothing he sighs and rises back up. He huffs slightly and looks around. He really hated this floor and apparently his luck was trash today. His shop sounded so nice right about now, but then again he needed tongather some materials so he needed to be out here. He grins as be looks over at Pinball who was head first in the treasue chest and as Pin started collecting the loot Reinholt attempts to sneak over and once he was close he roars and smacks Pinball on the shoulder.

ID#100663 LD=6 no mats found