Reinholt

Reinholt walks around the outcrop toward a small cliff. He was kind of in his own little world when another player ran up to him. She introduced herself as Tsu, a fellow member of the New Dawn. He smiles and moves to shake her hand, which Yay returned the favor with her tongue. Not wanting to be rude, he shook it. He even tried really hard not to make a face. Once the 'shake was completed he kind of hold his hand out. "Uh, hi Tsu. Yeah I'm Reinholt. Just..Uh out here collecting materials." He says quickly dropping to his knee and 'searching' for materials, while also wiping his hand off.

As he rises back to his feet, after not finding anything another player walks up and introduces herself as Arabelle. He smiles and nods at the purple hair player, keeping his hands at his side's not wanting to repeat what just happened. "Yeah that's me. I don't mind the company at all, and you seem to already know my acquaintance. So the more the Merrier."

(ID100443 LD=12 nothing found)

As excited as he was for landing those paralyzing strikes against the Frost King he, he couldn't help but feel like maybe he was the reason the fight wasn't over yet. If Hestia was worried about him to the point of missing her own attacks, then he wasn't helping, but instead he was hindering them. With a sigh he lowers his blade and takes a step backward. Maybe if he didn't engage both Hestia and Pinball could focus on ending the fight. "Hestia, Pinball. I'm going to stay back, let you two finish it off. So don't worry about me now, okay?" It pained him to say that but it was for the best. He had done almost no damage and even his paralyzing the thing was too weak to last long enough for anyone to hit it. He levels his sword at the Frost King and grins wolfishly. "Just do me a favor and end this jerk!" He calls to his friends and lowers his blade once more, excited to watch what unfolds now.

Good Guys

[H:5] Hestia: 1261/1305  ENG:119/126 DMG: 12  MIT:151  Thorns: 54 EVA:-1  Regen: (+45 HP if i get hit for 3 turns) Rec:1 (+3 ENG if i get CD:6)

[H:2] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 29/62 EN | 12 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

[H:4] Reinholt: 140/140 HP | 8/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

Bad Guy

Frost King: HP - 188/450   Mitigation - 50    Damage per Attack - 300 DMG   Critical Bonus (increases base dmg by) - 85 DMG (BD9), 100 DMG (BD10)

- «Weaken Area»
Players facing the Night's King within his throne room receive a variable debuff to their base damage. If their base damage is above 12, it will automatically be reduced to 12. If their base damage is below 12, no change will occur. The bonus damage from charge is nullified as well, although the effects of the skill’s mods are not.

Reinholt grinned softly as he watches the fight unfold. Hestia and the Frost King cross swords, while pinball landed a successful sword art. Reinholt grits his teeth, watching just how much more damage Pinball can do verses his own sword art. With a grunt Reinholt surges forward. The Frost King hears his heavy door steps and turns to meet him. Reinholt feints a slash, which the Frost King moves to block, but instead Reinholt dances inside the King's guard and delivers a strong pummel strike directly to the Frost King face. At the the moment of impact, there is a flash of blue sparks and electrical waves travel over the Frost King, forcing down to a knee. Reinholt stands there for moment, looking down at the Frost  King before he jumps back. It felt good to know that even if he couldn't deal much damage he could paralyze the King so it couldn't do any damage.

ID#100431 BD=9
Normal attack Vs Frost king= Hit
Dmg=1
Frost King=Paralyzed

Good Guys

[H: 5] Hestia: 1216/1305  ENG:117/126 DMG: 12  MIT:151  Thorns: 54 EVA:-1  Regen: (+45 HP if i get hit for 3 turns) Rec:1 (+3 ENG if i get CD:6)

[H:1] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 45/62 EN | 12 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

[H:2] Reinholt: 140/140 HP | 7/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

Bad Guy

Frost King: HP - 318/450   Mitigation - 50    Damage per Attack - 300 DMG   Critical Bonus (increases base dmg by) - 85 DMG (BD9), 100 DMG (BD10)

- «Weaken Area»
Players facing the Night's King within his throne room receive a variable debuff to their base damage. If their base damage is above 12, it will automatically be reduced to 12. If their base damage is below 12, no change will occur. The bonus damage from charge is nullified as well, although the effects of the skill’s mods are not.

Reinholt nodded toward Stryder and starts to chuckle. "Well that explains how  Pinball gets by then." He said, taking a playful jab at his friend even though he wasn't there. The grasslands gave way to the trees of the forest and already a mist has settled over the trees. Reinholt pauses for a moment and drops to his knee again. He searches around the a moment and smiles when he finds a material. He puts it away and rises to his feet, looking off into the forest. After a moment he starts to move again. "Well I agree with not nm forcing anyone to do things they are comfortable with, as that's how people get killed. Personally, I want to be on the frontline but I also have no issue helping out other players who may need a hand." He shrugs his heavy shoulders and runs a hand through his beard. The mist obscured their vision but it wasn't super thick yet. He kept his eyes peeled for the entrance to the maze. He didn't much care for this forest, mainly cause there tended to be giant spiders, so he wanted to get in and get out as quickly as possible.

(ID#100425 LD=16, 1 t1 mat found, 2 mat total)

Reinholt had hung around the shop for awhile, chit chatting other players who had come in and left the shop. He steps outside, contemplating if he should fork over the Col to get his sword made too. He mulls over the idea, as it would put him pretty low in the Col department. But he was sure if he really needed something he could get it from someone.  After a few moment he nods his head and walks back into to shop and to the counter. "Sorry Master Macradon, but I'd like to have this sword made too. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but I guess I might as well get everything I need at once. I can get more Col later." With a nod he fills out the request form and slides it across the counter.

Reinholt stands at the door as Hestia moves in and mocks the Frost king, bringing it's attention to her. The creature charges forward, bashes Hestia's shield away and it lands a very solid hit on her. Pinball sees the the hit too and offers a warning to Reinholt before dashing forward himself. Taking advantage of the fact the Frost King had its focus on Hestia and Pinball was moving in from one side, Reinholt dashes toward the opposite side. As the Frost King easily deflects Pinball's attack Reinholt charges forward from the rear, his sword held low and to the right. The cobalt blade bursts into sparks then begins glow orange as he slashes at the back of the Frost King. He delivers four slashes, the first two form an X and the second two form a +. The last slash bursts with electric energy which courses over the Frost King. Reinholt grins as he jumps back away, nodding toward the now stunned and paralyzed Frost King. "Hope that helps guys!"

(ID#100412 BD=9

Sword Art Lightning vs Frost King= hit
Dmg: 8×4=32(doesn't defeat MIT so i deal 1 dmg)

Frost King:  Stunned and paralyzed

Good Guys

[H: 5] Hestia: 1171/1305  ENG:118/126 DMG: 12  MIT:151  Thorns: 54 EVA:-1  Regen: (+45 HP if i get hit for 3 turns) Rec:1 (+3 ENG if i get CD:6)

[H:0] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 61/62 EN | 12 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

[H:1] Reinholt: 140/140 HP | 7/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

Bad Guy

Frost King: HP - 449/450   Mitigation - 50    Damage per Attack - 300 DMG   Critical Bonus (increases base dmg by) - 85 DMG (BD9), 100 DMG (BD10)

- «Weaken Area»
Players facing the Night's King within his throne room receive a variable debuff to their base damage. If their base damage is above 12, it will automatically be reduced to 12. If their base damage is below 12, no change will occur. The bonus damage from charge is nullified as well, although the effects of the skill’s mods are not.

Reinholt looked around in wonder. Spartaia was beautiful. The NPC townspeople were all dressed in Greek clothing and he grinned as he stepped off the teleporter. As he looked around he started to hear shouting coming from the east. Panicked shouts. He spins, his hand on his the hilt of the sword. He was pretty sure this was safe area, what was all the screaming about? Between the shouts he hears what sounded like horse hooves on the cobbled roads. Suddenly an armored Saytr springs into view. It wore a buckler on one arm and carried a spear in the other. It dashes up the street making a bee line toward Reinholt.

Reinholt sets his feet and prepares to draw his sword, but the Satyr stops well out of combat range and bows it's head. "I am called Anitolous. I am here to see to your safe passage to Mt. Olympus, for Hephaestus has summoned you."

Reinholt nods at Hestia. He hadn't thought about doing those low level quests for the easy so. He would most definitely be doing those when he got back from this one. He throws his poncho up over his shoulder, once again freeing his sword arm. Pinball slugged him in his arm and Reinholt could tell He was being mocked with the bow and the 'M'lady'. "I may have to take you up on that offer Hestia, as Pinball can be tiresome at times." He says as be follows after Hestia. "C'mon now Pinhead. You have a king to kill." He chuckles to himself and tucks his thumbs into his belt before he falls silent. By taking those early quests now, he could probably knock them out pretty easy by himself and get some quick XP and probably gain some quick levels. He makes a face, kind of sad he didn't think of that himself.

Reinholt stands in moving for some time. It was something he was used to doing IRL while he worked some Random detail. He was surprised that his sword made him feel as at ease as having a rifle strapped across his chest did. Hestia begins to talk to him and he relaxes slightly but not much. "Pin and I have been on a couple adventures. He took me with him while he killed the Amphis Serpens on the 7th and the Monkey King on the 8th. Both, he did All the work and I just reaped the benefits. But it has helped me grind levels much faster than I would of been able to alone, and for that I am thankful." He pauses and glances at Pinball before shaking his head at Hestia. "I've not completed all of the lesson quests or the Venomous Wargs. I guess I need to do that fairly soon." He shrugs his heavy shoulders and exhales  a deep breath.

Reinholt sighs softly. He had been days now trying to craft the sword he want but was having no luck. His material surplus was starting to dwindle, so hopefully he could get it done before having to go out and search for more materials. But once it was done, it was going to be a beauty. He stares at the drawing he had made, the words Righteous Might scribbled on the bottom of the page. After awhile he rises to his feet and walks up to his forge, the peice of paper in his hand. He sets his drawing on a stack of other ones near his anvil and then grabs a material, placing it on the Anvil and then grabbing his hammer to begin work.

Even though he did little actual damage, he was happy with the results of the battle. No one seriously harmed, low energy sure, but that was acceptable. He sheathes his sword as both Hestia and Pin sink to the floor to rest. They deserved it. They has fought hard and had protected him. He tugs his poncho back across the front of him and moves between the two other players his eyes constantly moving. He didn't like to let his guard down and this castle didn't help that none. "Yeah Pin. I'm fine." He mutters, his voice distant as if he wasn't really paying attention to his friend. Once he gets to where he wanted to be and settles, he stands there looking like a statue. A solemn lookout so nothing could sneak up on them. His energy was low too but it would recover. Pinball and Hestia were both more important to rest than He was because as these Frost Wright shown him, he is nearly insignificant compared to Hestia and Pinball. The least he could do was keep lookout and let them get the rest they both had earned.

Reinholt was amazed. Ten Frost Wrights had fallen and no one had lost significant health. He trembles with excitement at the prospect of walking side by side with these players and others into battle. Clashing with titans and standing toe to toe against even the strongest foe. Hestia's voice brought him back to the now. "Keep your wits about you" she said and he nods, focusing once more at the fight at hand. Pinball launches another attack and Reinholt grins. Already one of the Frost Wrights had begun to stiffen as Pinball's attack had frozen him. Even as Pin retreated back to the line and pointed, Reinholt was already dashing forward. He roars as he swings his cobalt blade. The sword bites into the Frost Wright and he immediately begins to spin, each rotation slashing the Wright again. After the fourth slash the ice surround the thing shatters and Reinholt retreats to the line. His sword held out before him, waiting for the next attack.

ID#100394 BD=7
Sword Art Cyclone Vs Frost Wright=hit
Dmg:7×4=28, 28-25=3, 3+24(frozen dmg)=27

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-Good Dudes -

[H: 3/6] Hestia: 1305/1305  ENG:88/126 DMG: 15  MIT:151  Thorns: 54 EVA:-1  Regen: (+45 HP if i get hit for 3 turns) Rec:1 (+3 ENG if i get CD:6)

[H: 1/1] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 3/62 EN | 15 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

[H:0/1] Reinholt: 140/140 HP | 3/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

- Bad Dudes -

Frost Wight 5: 41/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

Frost Wight 4: 3/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

Reinholt hadn't made it far from Nimbus before he started searching. Still within eye shot of the city, he crouches down and searched for a moment. With a sigh he rises up, brushing his hands off. Thankfully his only objective today was to gather some materials, and it wasn't even super important at the moment. Granted, making his sword was turning out to be harder than He thought and he was blowing through materials, it wasn't truely necessary for him to be out there. He smiled gently as a brisk wind blew across the floor. He stood on a small rock outcrop, gazing out over the floor. This was gorgeous. Aincrad offered such diverse locations, he felt like he could travel the world in the matter of moments here in Aincrad. From tropical rain forests, to beaches, to desert or icy tundra. All right at his finger tips so to speak.

(ID#100386 LD=10 no mats found.)

(Sorry I had it all typed and got sidetracked with work)

Reinholt nods as he listens to the blonde haired player. Once she is finished he smiles at her, placing his left hand on the pummel of his sword. "I have a fair amount of AOE attacks, so don't worry about getting over ran while I'm around okay?" He says as a purple hair approaches and asks to form a party. He smiles kindly and nods, ok with the idea. Just then two other players come up and he grins softly. "The more the merrier, I like to say. I'm Reinholt." He says to everyone there as he politely inclined his head. Such a party he would have to watch out for them all, but the first player  atleast had some levels on her so he didn't worry as much. The others however he couldn't be for sure. And with the possibility of large amounts of monsters he would definitely have to play crowd control so no one got hurt too bad.

(Player stats)

Together, they moved across the third floor at a fairly quick pace. Reinholt was excited to join the Guardians of the New Dawn, to be part of something bigger than himself. Plus Styder was headed to the frontlines? With a nod he smiles to himself. I think I've made the right decision. He thought to himself. Between fighting in the frontline and helping other players, the Guardians of the New Dawn sounded like a perfect fit.

"What do you expect from your Guild, Stryder? What would be expected of me after I join?" He asked as they walked. He could see the forest that was their destination off in the distance. Wouldn't be much longer  till they hit the tree line. His left hand rested on the pummel of his sword, steadying it as they walked. "I only ask because I like to know what's expected before I commit." He pauses for a moment and drops to his knee, searching the ground around him. After a moment he smirks, rising to his feet with a material. He statshes it into his inventory and then continues on.

(ID=100385 LD=16, 1 t1 mat found)

Reinholt enters the shop with a friendly smile. He had heard this shop was ran by a high ranking Knight of the Blood Path. He was slightly intimidated to be honest. But he browses the shop for a few moments before approaching the counter. He nods to the man behind the counter and then offers a smile. "hello there. It's an honor to meet you. Names Reinholt. I'm looking to get some heavy armor made. I'll be paying in Col" he says as he begins to fill out one of the order slips on the counter. Once completed, opens his menu and starts a trade request, wanting to pay upfront. "And perhaps when I can put together the Col, I'll come back for a sword too. Not there's anything wrong with what I have, it's just not exactly right for the kind of fighting I want to do.

Reinholt hears the laughter from behind him. He smirks a bit and glances at Embers. "Look, you can laugh." He says with a chuckle as he turns back to the boar pup. He grunts and swings his sword again. The over hand blow lands and tosses the boar pup across the dirt. He nods his head and sheathes his sword, walking toward the dead boar pup. He drops to his knee and starts to search. With a sigh he stands up and looks around. "Well, I guess we gotta find another one." He grumbles and starts to walk onward. " So, miss tough as nails, what level are you any way?" He says as he tucks his thumbs into his belt and kicks up some dirt as he walks. This woman was the normal person, sure. But she wasn't, necessarily a bad person either. He glances back over his shoulder at her but remains silent.

ID#100371 BD=8
DMG=5

ID#100372 LD=8 no mats found

Summary:

Reinholt: HP: 51/60 ENG 1/6

Boar Pup: HP: 0/5

Reinholt braces himself as the new threats emerge. Hestia slams her sword into her shield, the echo causing the Wrights to target her. He grits his teeth, watching them swarm her, knowing there was little He could do to help her. Not that she needed it, as her healthbar barely drops. Pinball jumps into the grey, his sword art leaving just one standing. With a nod Reinholt readies himself. He surges forward and slashes at the Frost Wright, spinning on his heel, using the momentum to spin like a Cyclone and deliever three more slashes to the Frost Wright. The last hit causes a surge of electrical power that arcs across the Frost Wright, dropping it to it knees with the Paralyze status. He grins and dances back out of the way. He knew he couldn't finish it off, but atleast it was paralyzed and couldn't attack now. "Shouldn't Take much to take it out now!"

ID#100368 BD=9

Sword Art Cyclone Vs Frost Wright 4

Dmg: 7+1=8×4=32, 32-24=8

Frost Wright 4= paralyzed

-Good Dudes -

[H: 3/3/3/3] Hestia: 1305/1305  ENG:94/126 DMG: 15  MIT:151  Thorns: 54 EVA:-1  Regen: (+45 HP if i get hit for 3 turns) Rec:1 (+3 ENG if i get CD:6)

[H: 0/0/0/0] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 10/62 EN | 15 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

[H: 0/0/0/0] Reinholt: 140/140 HP | 6/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

- Bad Dudes -

Frost Wight 1: 0/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

Frost Wight 2: 0/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

Frost Wight 3: 0/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

Frost Wight 4: 38/100 MIT: 25 DMG:120  (CRIT 9 170  CRIT:10 180)

   Frost Wights Remaining: 1
 

Reinholt grins wolfishly. Pinball had picked up on his hint to try a surprise attack. He watches Pinball's furious attack, silently rooting for him to hit. Reinholt had no idea who this Sugutsuya was, but obviously they had history together. He didn't care, the guy was trying to kill both of them and it was going to end. He watches as Sugutsuya dodges Pinball's attacks. This was a new side of his friend. He could tell Pinball was attacking with Intent. No matter who this guy was, Reinholt refused to let him hurt Pinball. He stumbles forward, the blade of his sword dragging across the mud. He gained momentum until he was at a run, his sword, held low by his right hip was glowing orange. At the last moment he lets out a roar and his sword ignites into sparks. "This ends now!!" He bellows and swings his sword at Sugutsuya, his sword skill activated again. If he were to die, he would do it on his feet and fighting. Not on the ground in the mud.

Reinholt was in awe of the power that stood before him. Both Pinball and Hestia were so much stronger than he was, it was almost unreal. While he barely budged the health bar, Both of their attacks just shattered the wrights. One day, he promised himself, he would be able to stand beside these players as their equal. But until then, he had to stay alive and keep at the grind. After both players had attacked, all of the wraiths were gone. But he could hear the sound of foot steps headed their way. Though he hadn't done much, he was happy for the quick respite. He nods toward Pinball. "I'm fine. You two are..well amazing. I see how having a Tank is super nice." He grins softly and looks toward Hestia. "While, I've seen Pin fight plenty, but It is something else entirely to watch a true blue Tank. I'm impressed." He then motions back toward where the sounds were coming from."They're getting close."

Reinholt had just set his hammer down and he received a message. It was from Pinball. Curious he opened it it.

He ponders it for a moment the  shrugs. "Well I'm done crafting for the day so why not." he says as he walks down the steps to his living quarters. After a couple moments, he's walking out of his shop, clad in armor and his sword. He grins to him self as he rushes toward the teleporter, the spurs he rented from The Painter's Stone making him feel faster than normal. Before long he is materializing on the 2nd floor. After a moment he spots Pinball with two other players and starts to head their way. "Sorry I took so long. Was finishing up some crafting. But I'm here now." He smiles and nods politely to the other two Players. "I'm Reinholt."

Rei-nholt enters the shop for the second time. He nods to the Player minding the shop, but he was in a rush so he immediately starts to look for the item he wanted. He saw it last time and should of bought it then, but ultimately decided to just place a custom order. Finding the item he wants he nods, grabbing the spurs and going to the counter. He sets the Spurs on the counter and smiles at the player. "I'd like to rent these for awhile. Thanks!" He fills out the required forms and hurriedly leaves the shop with a wave.

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Reinholt hums as tune as he sweeps the floor of his shop. He probably didn't need to but it made him feel like a legitimate shop owner. After awhile he finishes up and walks behind the counter, putting up the broom and flopping down in a chair. Leaning on the counter he starts to finish up a sketch he was doing. A sword this time, with a heavy blade and a red and Gold hilt. He yawns softly and soon be finishes his sketch. "Well, there's o my one way to make this a reality." He mutters and rises to his feet, walking up the stairs to his forge. He grabs up some material and sets it on his anvil before starting to work it with his hammer.

Reinholt roars as the man -easily- dodges his sword art. "do you think you're the hero or something?" The man says, enraging Reinholt that much more. But before he could retort, Sugutsuya was on him. He broke Reinholt's grip of his sword before grabbing his dominate arm and delivering two blows. They thunk off his chestplate, leaving two neat marks in the Dragonbone. Realizing that won't work, Sugutsuya grabs Reinholt by the neck and pulls him close, delivering two stabs to his arm pit. Reinholt gasps, his healthbar dropping to the red.

Reinholt is released and stumbles backward as Sugutsuya leaps into air, aiming a kick at Reinholt's head. Reinholt just barely manages to bring his arm up and block most of the blow, but the force sends him sprawling to the ground, his sword tumbling out of his hand. He grits his teeth as he forces himself to move. Now on his hands and knees, he glares at Sugutsuya. "That all you Got Sugartits?" He grunts as he finds the hilt of his sword in the mud and uses his sword to help him stand. "This 'hero' is gonna end you!" He snarls at Sugutsuya, barely able to stand with his sword weakly held by his right hand, the tip resting on the ground.

Reinholt chuckles as Pinball misses his punch. "C'mon man.." He smirks at Pinball and watches as Fetu rushes in for a second attack. The player lands a good solid hit and both the player and the Wasp hit the found. Fetu jumps to His feet and excitedly points out the fact the Wasp was down to 1 HP. With a nod Reinholt steps forward, reversing his blade in his hands. Holding his sword by the quillions he drives the sword into the dieing monster. He nods and steps back, sheathing his sword. "Good work fellas. Let's head home." A quest completion screen pops up and he grins, excited for xp and the item. He turns and begins to walk back toward the settlement. He pats Fetu on his shoulder as he passes and makes a goofy face at Pinball. He felt good knowing he could help Fetu, but would be happy to get out of this rain and back into his warm shop.

ID#100331, BD=6

Atrack vs Wasp Queen=Hit

Dmg=7

Wasp Queen dies

-Players -

[H:1] Reinholt: 138/140 HP | 2/14 ENG | 7 DMG | 18 MIT

[H:0] Fetu Lagi: ???

[H:3] Pinball: 620/620 HP | 61/62 EN | 7 DMG | 3 ACC | 3 EVA

- Enemies -

The Wasp Queen: 0/50 HP | 20 DMG

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Quest Complete!

SUMMARY~

Pinball recieves:
 1 SP (Thread)

 <<The Matriarch's Stinger>> (Quest) ((Info in Quest Desc))

Reinholt recieves:

4 SP (Quest, Thread)
 <<The Matriarch's Stinger>> (Quest) ((Info in Quest Desc))

Fetu Lagi Receives:
[400] Col (Thread)
4 SP (Quest, Thread)
 <<The Matriarch's Stinger>> (Quest) ((Info in Quest Desc))