Mutsu

ID: 108095
BD: Mutsu declines to attack, she is too busy running her mouth.
MD: 10 (9+1)

Mutsu: 59/60 (6/6 EN) - [18 DMG - 18 Mit = 1 DMG]
Gemini: 30/30

"Why wouldn't I want to look like you," the Gemini asked, shrugging her shoulders which set her armor to jingling. Jingling just like Mutsu's! Unacceptable! "Besides, maybe I don't look like you," Gemini continued as Mutsu's mouth dropped open in mock rage. "Maybe you look like me."

That was going too far. Much too far.

"Excuse me," Mutsu demanded, dropping her weapon and putting her hands on her hips. This was some kind of tutorial quest anyway, it wasn't as if she needed to worry about the game killing her here. "I do not look like you! You copied me! All this," Mutsu shimmied and jingled in a mildly lascivious manner, "Is one hundred percent Mutsu! You're the digital fake! You are! Not me!" While she was busy carrying on Gemini popped her once with its weapon, dropping Mutsu's health point total by an entire one point. So, you know, nothing to worry about there.

ID: 108093
BD: 1 (Hit) [1+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]

Boss Nepent - 4/15

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN) (Hate: 3)
Black: 259/260 (Hate: 3)

"Excuse me," Mutsu asked, blinking her big chocolate colored eyes at @Black and completely forgetting that she was in combat with a monster."Your world title? No, I am the champion dancer! When I dance it's sexy, happy, jingly, and fun. When you dance it looks like a hippo trying to dodge incoming mortar fire while filling a plate at the buffet table," the brunette declared primly. Then she flounced in a circle around Black, jingling merrily the entire time until he flicked a pebble at her.

"Pebble," the spearwoman declared, sniffing haughtily. "You'd have better luck with a diamond. It don't mean a thing if it ain't got the bling. Everyone knows that. And I'm not eating crayons because I don't need to clog up my system or poop out a rainbow. Now then, you be a useful Marine," she swatted Black entirely harder than was necessary on his rump, "and go kill that leafy monster thing for me." Mutsu shook her shoulders back and forth and looked up at Black with a pouty duck face. "Please..."

"Finally, you mean the next quest in the tutorial chain will have a little bit of action," Mutsu asked. The brunette spearwoman thumped her right fist into the open palm of her left hand for emphasis. "Some proper action." She followed along, well sort of, as @Hazado led the way through the Town of Beginnings. Truth be told, Mutsu wasn't a big fan of following anyone around. So, she walked next to Hazado, maybe a half step behind him, so as to not appear that she was submissively following someone taller than she was. "The woman wants a jewel, that feels like a sexist," Mutsu declared, putting her hand on the door that led into Lyle's shop. "You may as well tag along for the next one too, if you want. The more the merrier."

REWARDS

+3 SP (+1 SP Hazado)
+200 Col (Mutsu and Hazado)
+5 Health Potions (+40 HP Healed) - Mutsu
+1 DMG Potion (+1 DMG) - Mutsu
+1 Over Health Potion (+50 HP) - Mutsu

ID: 108056
MD: 5 (4+1)

Mutsu: 60/60 (6/6 EN)
Gemini: 30/30

Mutsu was so taken aback by the appearance of the Gemini as now matching her own appearance, right down to the voice, that the brunette forgot to try and use a sword art when she attacked. Instead, she flung out the Chinese fighting spear, similar to what might be used by a Shao Lin Monk, in a wild stabbing motion. She was still getting used to the feel, and the reach, of the new weapon and the spear missed pretty badly. The only positive to come from the attack was that it forced the Gemini to swipe out with its identical weapon to bat away the attack before it landed a hit. So, at least Mutsu didn't have to concede the first hit of the match to the computer. That was a benefit. "Why do you look like me," the brunette demanded.

ID: 108055
CD: 5 (Success!)

"What, you mean like an immortal object or something," Mutsu asked, putting her hands on her hips and glaring @Hazado even though it really wasn't his fault that Kayaba would be cheating. "Pffftf," she blew a big raspberry, "That's cheating! How are we supposed to kill him and escape from here by a convenient shortcut if he's thought to close all of the loopholes? That hardly seems fair to me," Mutsu fumed, then she went stomping back off in the direction of the Town of Beginnings, jingling with every step which announced her merry visit far and wide to all within earshot, even as she continued to mutter and swear to herself throughout her entire trek back to Town.

"I bet this leads to another fetch quest, any takers," she asked Hazado, pushing the door to Zackeriah's shop open and marching in. "I got the stuff, you got the money," she asked the non player character in her breathiest voice. Zackeriah blinked at her and gestured to his potion making equipment. "Oh, I need to make a potion. Got it."

"I was right," Mutsu declared a few minutes later as she pushed open the door and stepped back out into the sunshine. "He did give me another fetch quest. Who is this Lyle guy anyway? Why are they all men? Is that a sexist? That feels like a sexist."

ID: 108039
BD: 8 (Hit) [4+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]

Boss Nepent - 4/15 (-1 DMG)

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN) (Hate: 3)
Black: 259/260 (Hate: 3)

"I thought this was a combat fantasy role playing game, not Dance Dance Revolution," Mutsu remarked dryly, watching as @Black danced this way and that while he was fighting the Boss Nepent. "You know, it's a lot easier to hit the target if you don't have happy feet. Even if penguins are adorable," Mutsu continued, ramming the business end of her spear into the Nepent for another solid, if not very damaging hit. She was quite pleased with herself for having referenced yet another movie. A movie with dancing penguins, no less. Take that, Marine.

"If that's your mating dance, it leaves a lot to be desired," she continued, chatting away happily as Black continued to dodge the Nepent's attacks. "And I don't know why you're complaining. Any attention from a woman such as myself should make your day. I mean really, I am delightful and wildly attractive. Once I deal with my self confidence issues," Mutsu said, in mock seriousness, "I will really go places, you know."

"Oh my God, it's true. Marines really do eat crayons," she said when the snack was offered. There was no way she was eating that. Not in a million years. "Oh no, I really couldn't deprive you of so tasty a treat."

Name: Mutsu

Your Profession: Performer
Your Rank: 1
Roll ID: 107999
Roll Result: 10 (CD)
Item Type: Support Song - Healing - "Achey Breaky Heart"
Tier: 1
Quality: Uncommon
Enhancements: +20 HP Healed (1 Slot @ T1)
Description: A healing song, when Garth gets to the acapella section you HAVE to sing along to be healed.
Post Link:  SUCCESSFUL CRAFT

"This is such a ripoff," Mutsu muttered, finally calming down a bit. Scowling and still muttering to herself, she swiped a finger in the air and called up her list of crafting commands. A second later, a recording crystal materialized in her hands. "So, how does this thing even work," she asked, scratching the side of her head with her free hand in an idle sort of way. "Do I just like, sing into the thing, or what?" She narrowed her brown eyes at the crafting material and considered what other options there could be. There was a craft button, but there was nothing to craft with. "They didn't cover this in the tutorial."

ID: 107998, 107999
CD: 8, 10 (Uncommon)
LD: 1 (No Salvage), 9 (No Masterpiece)

+5 XP, 16 XP Total

'Shortstack,' Mutsu mouthed the words and scowled, glaring at @Vally as the woman in the see-through armor sat down on the edge of the fountain. It was true that Mutsu was stacked, very alluringly stacked, anyone could see that. But, if there was one thing she would not abide it was anything that referenced her short stature in any way, shape, or form. Retribution would be exacted for this slight, oh yes it would Precious, yes it would. When Vally mentioned she did not want to get wet, well the correct course of action for the said retribution became all too obvious. All too obvious indeed.

Once everyone had seated themselves around the fountain, @Hydravion looking like the model she was, Mutsu began her discourse. Well, @Shield had remained standing, but she supposed she could let that slide. Picking on @Black was one thing. Picking on a frontline tank was another thing entirely. "I suppose you're all wondering why it is that I have called you all to the Pool of Accusations," Mutsu began, pacing back and forth in front of everyone with her armor jingling slightly with each step she took while she did her very best to sound like a super smart detective from one of those cheesy classic detective novels. Like Sherlock Holmes or Hercule Poirot.

"Many heinous crimes have been committed, or will be committed, against a number of digital dragons by we intrepid few. But, who among us will be the true killer of the digital dragons? Who among us shall deliver the killing blow? Who among us shall reduce them to free floating pixels of a certain cerulean quality, no matter how d'awww inspiring they might be," Mutsu asked, feeling quite proud of herself for the alliteration of her last few words. She continued to pace back and forth in front of the group, a look of mock determination on her face and a tone of mock seriousness in her voice.

"Maybe it will be this fellow," she leveled a finger at Shield. "Mayhaps it will be, mayhaps. But he's a tank from what you all tell me, and he has said nothing to argue against that description. Damage dealing, therefore, is not likely to be his forte. He is not the killer that walks among us."

"Or maybe it will be the tricolored maiden," Mutsu continued, flouncing over to Hydravion and seating herself, momentarily, in the other woman's lap with a merry jingle of bells. "Is she really a pacifier, that thing that babies suck on? Or is she a stone cold dragon slayer," Mutsu asked, totally ignoring the fact that she had meant to say pacifist and not pacifier. "I suppose we'll all find out."

"Or maybe it's the Marine who will do the killing," Mutsu declared, bouncing back to her feet and pacing over to Black. "After all, there's got to be somebody that needs some killing, and supposedly Marines are good at that. Will he kill the dragons? Or will he be too busy eating crayons and thinking that they're really MRE's? I think, probably, he'll be too preoccupied with eating crayons," she declared, winking at Black. "But, maybe he has some kind of hidden and non-perverted surprises in store for us."

"Or maybe, little purple mousey," Mutsu purred in a low tone, advancing on where Vally was seated, "Maybe you're the stone cold Dragon Killer in our midsts, waiting to pounce all cat-like like a cat doing kitty cat cat-like things because you're not a mousey at all?" Mutsu grinned an impish, ok more like devilish, grin at Vally.

"OR MAYBE IT WILL BE ME, THE JINGLE BELL GODDESS LIKE A GONG OUT OF NOWHERE!" With that, the brunette took two quick steps, lunged, wrapped her arms around Vally and drove them both in a brilliant flying tackle backwards and into the fountain with a terrific digital splash into water that was, at best, only a few feet deep.

"I'm not short! I'm not short at all! You're short! I'm stacked with lots of things," Mutsu declared, rolling off of Vally and trying to bounce to her feet in her now water-logged armor, having only marginal success. "Surprises! Boobs! Surprises! Sneak attacks! Surprises! Watery revenge for insults about my height! Surprises!" Mutsu began splashing noisily to the edge of the fountain.

"You watch yourself," she declared, trying to sound like the drunk villain at the Mos Eisley Cantina from A New Hope. "I'm a wanted woman!" She wrapped her arms around Black and hauled him backwards into the fountain too with another terrific splash. "I have the DUNK SENTENCE on twelve different floors!" Sitting up in the fountain from where she had just dunked Black, Mutsu's right hand shot out lightning quick, wrapped around the waistband of the leather pants that Hydravion was wearing as part of her armor, and she gave another tug pulling the blonde into the fountain as well with a third, slightly less spectacular, splash.

"Ok then," Mutsu spluttered, heaving herself up and over the lip of the fountain to clank back down on the paving stones of the plaza with a clanking jingle. "Now that we're all on the same page on the references to my height," she swiped a finger in the air, tapped through menus, and sent a party invite to everyone that was assembled, "Let's get this show on the road!"

Mutsu flopped over onto her stomach, pushed herself up to her feet, and set off in the direction of the Town of Beginnings' gate that would put them closest to where they would find the Emerald Hatchling.

ID: 107996
BD: 7 (Hit) [3+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]

Boss Nepent - 5/15 (-1 DMG)

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN) (Hate: 2)
Black: 259/260 (Hate: 3)

"I don't care how much it feels like Christmas," Mutsu retorted, flinging out her sarissa out at the boss nepent and, again, inflicting negligible damage to the creature. "You'll not be unwrapping my presents," she declared, dropping her weapon and placing her hands protectively over her armored chest. "They're shy." Then came the reference to Mulan and Mutsu squinted her chocolate brown eyes in @Black's direction, trying to see if he had any tattoos on his arms. As luck would have it, he did.

"Will those tattoos protect you from harm," she asked sweetly, delivering an open palmed smack to the back of Black's head. Since she had no ranks in martial arts it inflicted no damage to him, thus not adding any further penalty to her orange cursor. "If so, I'd get my money back if I were you." She grinned impishly at Black and danced back over to where she had dropped her weapon, retrieving it in a single graceful, fluid, and jingling motion.

"You Jarheads really do eat crayons, don't you," she asked. "Which color tastes best? Is it red? I bet it's red."

"This is far enough," the voice of the Non-player character says, indicating that the pair of them have come far enough out from the main gates of the city, well the town, of Kaycim in order for the quest to get started in earnest.

"Finally, I have sweat in places I didn't even know I had... worse, I have sweat in places where no woman ever wants to have sweat. I'd have to shower for a week if this was the real world," Mutsu said cheerily, bouncing on the balls of her feet which set the bells on her armor to jingling a happy little tune amidst all the ambient noise of the surrounding jungle.

"I know just what you mean," the voice said, but it had now changed and sounded familiar. A little bit too familiar. The non-player character drew back its hood and Mutsu found herself staring directly into her own face.

"What in the ever loving fu..."

"Are we there yet," Mutsu finally asked, stopping in the middle of the road just outside of town and putting her hands on her hips. Enough was enough and, so far as she was concerned, she had walked far enough at this point in order to trigger the beginning of the quest. After all, how far could they possibly need to walk? This was a tutorial quest for the Player versus Player combat system, at least as far as Mutsu could tell that was what it was anyway. The only thing that should have been required for them to actually get down to business should have been for them to exit the town. Once they were free of the town, and its accompanying Safe Zone, then no further action should have been required. After all, once they were out of the town they could begin the combat whenever they liked.

ID: 107933
BD: 9 (Hit) [5+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]

Boss Nepent - 11/15

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN) (Hate: 1)
Black: 259/260 (Hate: 2)

"Well, of course I did," Mutsu said in response to the statement about her having put all of her skill points into wit instead of accuracy. "Someone has to be the brains of this outfit," she bounced on her toes which set her outfit to jingling. "And, let's be honest here, that job falls to the navy because everyone knows that the Marines are the crayon eating muscle."

Mutsu giggled at her remark and then flicked her Marissa out at the newly spawned Nepent Boss. The weapon neatly scored a hit on the digital monster. But, unlike with the little Nepents, this time Mutsu hardly did any damage to the boss creature at all. In fact, if she had not seen her weapon hit the monster she would have doubted that she had scored a hit.

Well, if that was the way this was going to work then there was only one response to offer to @Black. "This goddess helps those who help themselves," Mutsu stated, trying to adopt a saintly tone of voice to match the heavenly jingling of the bells on her armor.

"Mmrf ermf murffl murmf," Mutsu declared, whatever it was that she was saying being quite muffled since her face was pressed into @Hydravion's chest. When she was released enough to squirm again she shot @Black a triumphant look. "If you weren't such a pre-vert Aris Senpai would probably give you one too," the brunette declared, ignoring the fact that it was bad etiquette to use one's real name in online games the way Mutsu was. Mutsu used her own name as her screen name, so obviously it wasn't that big of a breach of privacy, at least as far as Mutsu was concerned. "I revel in all things. Well, most things. Ok, some things. And also sushi," Mutsu said, starting with a statement of universal truth and gradually stepping it back to what was the actual case.

The jingling spearwoman followed the conversation the rest of the way, though she remained miraculously quiet while introductions were made. "There, now that everyone knows someone or at least one other someone or maybe just of someone, or maybe just meeting for the first time..." Mutsu trailed off and got a gleam in her eye.

"Oh. My. God! I've always wanted to do this," she said suddenly, her train of thought having derailed itself somewhere shortly after it left the station. "I need everyone to sit down on the edge of that fountain in the middle of the plaza," she declared, pointing a finger in the direction of the softly bubbling fountain. "It's important."

@Vally@Shield

"You take the beatings, eh," Mutsu asked, hopping lightly down from the table she had been dancing her jingling jig upon. She padded up behind @Black, while they were still safely within the confines of the Town's safe zone, and delivered to him a sharp open handed smack to the back of the head. "You're right," she declared merrily to the group. "He takes beatings real good," she said with a giggle, before dropping her tone into the deadly serious range, "And the beatings will continue until morale improves!"

After delivering her message to Black she fell in with the rest of the group, jingling with every step as they moved through the town. While she was not overly fond of this floor or of deserts, at least this floor had the virtue of being a dry heat and not dripping with humidity like the sixth floor. The jungle was an absolute nightmare. "You know, the usual. Kicking names, taking butt, looking stunning and jingling while doing it. All in a day's work."

@Dustin@tricolor_mina@Kirbs

ID: 107828
LD: 11 (5/5 Found)

"How can no one have found something like a prison yet," Mutsu asked, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at @Hazado, even though she was not really angry with him, per se. She was still fuming and huffing, jingling slightly as she bounced on the balls of her feet with nervous energy. Then another thought struck her.

"You know Kayaba trapped us in here," she said in a brooding tone. "That makes him an accessory to murder, or something. And he made that announcement. From in the game, I bet. That means he's in here too. Do you think, if we found him in here and killed him that the game would end?" While she was thinking out loud about how the fastest way out of their digital prison might be to remove the head from the proverbial snake, assuming that the game was programmed to end if the Chief Executive Officer of the company that made the game died while it was active, I mean it made a strange kind of logical sense in Mutsu's mind, she absently pulled up a great handful of digital grass in a wantonly destructive act. Apparently, though, the game was feeling generous since she was rewarded with the last material she needed.

"I guess that's five."

ID: 107827
BD: 7 (Hit) [3+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]
MD: 2 (Hit)

Nepents C: -3/7 (-5 DMG)
Nepent A, B, C, & D: Dead

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN)
Black: 259/260 (Hate: 0)

"Did you just assume I have a kink," Mutsu asked, carelessly flicking her sarissa out and killing the last of the little Nepents. "Is that a sexist? That feels like a sexist. Ooh, am I being objectified? I will only allow it if you worship me as though I were a God...dess, a Goddess!" She continued to carry on and bounce around, jingling the entire time and not really noticing hardly at all that the last of the Nepents was dead. "Either way you can take your spear and head in some other direction, and digital babies don't count. Speaking of, can there even be digital babies in this game? I will not be testing that. You go find someone else to 'for science,' with."

Name: Mutsu

Your Profession: Performer
Your Rank: 1
Roll ID: 107824
Roll Result: 10 (CD), 18 (LD - Masterpiece)
Item Type: Support Song - Mass Healing - GANGNAM STYLE! (to be healed, you HAVE to do the dance)
Tier: 1
Quality: Uncommon
Enhancements: +20 HP Healed (1 Slot @ T1)
Description: A mass healing dance, those wishing to be healed must do the dance.
Post Link:  SUCCESSFUL CRAFT

Mutsu raged about inside her shop. She would have overturned items, flipped tables, and otherwise wreaked havoc in her own shop. But, that was a literal impossibility since there was nothing in the shop. The empty shelves and the counter were all bolted to the ground. "I've been cheated," she fumed, shouting at no one in particular because, and this was important, there was no one at whom she could rage at the moment. "What kind deal is this? Selling someone a shop location when there is nothing in the shop? Where are all the goodies I need to make things?!?"

ID: 107824, 107825
CD: 10 (Uncommon), 4 (Fail)
LD: 18 (MASTERPIECE!)

+4 XP, 11 XP Total

Once she had activated the quest the rest of what needed to be done in terms of preparation was, really, pretty simple. Sweat a lot. Follow the quest giving non-player character through the town of Krycim. Sweat some more. Head out of the town through their moss covered main gates. Sweat a little bit more. Move to a specific spot about fifty meters from the main gate into the town, not even bothering to exit the roadway. And, of course, sweat just a teensy weensy bit more. "If there is a Hell, this place is probably pretty close. Stupid jungle and stupid humidity," Mutsu muttered to herself. She contemplated removing her armor for this quest, but thought better of it. If this really was the player versus player system tutorial quest then, it seemed quite probable, that she would want her armor to still be on. That just seemed logical. Maximum protection would not only make this quest easier, it would make it a lot safer too. And she did want that bonus skill. Skills that did not use up skill slots were always handy to have.

ID: 107757
LD: 11 (4/5 Found)

"Why would they kill another player when they know that person will really die," Mutsu asked, jabbing her booted toes into the dirt and, somehow, coming up with yet another crafting material. "That's really stupid," the brunette woman continued, starting to get herself worked up into a real and genuine anger. "Games are supposed to be fun and Kayaba's ruined that. Now we have stupid people that want to commit crimes and murder knowing that the consequences will be carried out in the real world. If there's no police, then we will just have to make our own police. I thought I read somewhere that there's a big prison under the Palace in the Town of Beginnings. Is that true? I bet we could figure out a way to lock up all the orange players. Ooh, or create our own judicial system with lawyers and everything. It would be just like Lord of the Flies! Ok, sort of. Maybe not really."

@Hazado

Being snatched out of the air, and then set on the ground, before she could deliver a proper glomp. As soon as the brunette was place back on the ground, her feet planted on Terra Firma in the digital sense once more, a repeat attempt at delivering the glomp was made. "ARIS SENPAI," Mutsu declared once again, flinging her arms around @Hydravion. "I can't believe you still won't fight the mobs. No one is asking you to fight other players, you know," Mutsu continued, turning her head to regard @Black with a look that told him, quite clearly, that she knew precisely how much he wished he could be right in between the two women at that precise moment. Of course, who could blame him for feeling that way?

"Yes, Black is the games resident perverted Marine," Mutsu continued, still trying to tackle hug Hydravion. Though, by this point, it was really more like trying to wrestle the other woman to the ground. Then, suddenly, the brunette twitched. "Wait a minute, Senpai... you like girls and not boys," Mutsu said, sounding confused for a moment. Then she shrugged. "Whatever, doesn't matter to me but if your girlfriend sees us make sure she knows nothing's going on. I don't do girlfriend drama and that extends to girl friends who have girlfriends that might cause girlfriend drama with girl friends of my girl friend, Senpai," Mutsu continued, doing her very best to confuse everyone in the group with that sentence.

"I never get myself into trouble," Mutsu declared in a saintly voice, still responding to Hydravion and, basically, half ignoring everyone else. "I just need to group of people to help me go off and slay a bunch of dragons. I'm not even pretending I'll go on a date with any of them in the real world... this time." While she was carrying on, and still trying to tackle or wrestle Hydravion to the ground for a proper jingle bell glomp, @Shield joined the group.

"Are they still strangers if I happen to know two of them," Mutsu asked, blinking her chocolate eyes up at Shield. Before she could continue the response though, the high level player had laid into Black for being perverted. Mutsu smirked as Black was put in his place. True, she encouraged his perversion a bit, to get things she wanted from him, but it was still funny.

"Yeah, don't be perverted," Mutsu said in a mockingly hurt tone before turning her attention to @Vally. Honestly, the other woman could give Mutsu a run for her money, in certain departments. "Hey, new girl, I bet if you jumped in on this glomp we could give Black a heart attack... or at the very least a nose bleed... he is a good cook though. So, are we all going to do the Dragon Hunter Anthology?"

ID: 107734
BD: 6 (Hit) [2+3 ACC Clothing+1 ACC Food]
MD: 7 (Hit)

Nepents C: 2/7 (-5 DMG)
Nepent D: 7/7
Nepent A & B: Dead

Mutsu: 17/20 (0/2 EN) (Hate: 1-C) [-1 DMG]
Black: 260/260 (Hate: 0)

"It's not domestic abuse until I kick you in your baby maker," Mutsu declared, scowling at @Black. "Everybody knows that." Lazily, she flicked out her vanity weapon. The sarissa neatly punched into the head of one of the two remaining Nepents, leaving a crimson gash on the creature that disappeared after a few moments. With the various accuracy buffs that were now applied, it was actually rather simple to go about hitting the nasty little creatures. It felt more like she would have had to have tried if she wanted to miss, rather than if she wanted to hit.

"Maybe I have handcuffs, and various other naughty things," Mutsu said, trying to make her voice sound like a seductive purr and not being entirely sure if she succeeded. "Not that you're ever likely to find out. But maybe I do... YOU DON'T KNOW!" She was so focused on the conversation that she failed to notice when one of the nepents hit her again and set her armor to jingling.

After what seemed, to Mutsu, like hours, or days, or possibly even weeks of wandering around the soggy and humid streets of Krycim even though it was really only about fifteen minutes, Mutsu finally ran into the quest non-player character that she needed to find in order to get things started. She was just about to open her mouth and speak to the hooded figure when they spoke first, in a masculine voice. "You look pretty strong," said the masculine voice.

"I am pretty strong," Mutsu declared, flexing her right bicep for added emphasis. "And you smell pretty strong," she continued, holding up her hand and waving it in the universal 'you stink' motion in front of her nose.

"I'm looking to test my skills. If you beat me, I'll teach you a hidden skill. What do you say?"

"Yep, quest NPC," Mutsu declared, clapping her hands delightedly and hopping on the spot which set the bells on her armor to jingling. "I say let's get this show on the road!"

Mutsu tromped and stomped through the dusty town of, well it was called something, on the fifth floor. Sand. Sand was everywhere on this floor. And sun. "I like the sun, what girl doesn't," she said to herself as she jingled along the dusty avenues of the small town. "But, I prefer it when the sand comes with a beach," she continued, still speaking to no one in particular. Rumor had it there was some kind of something or other to kill on this floor to get fabulous loot and prizes. Of course, there were things like that on every floor when it came right down to it. But, from what she had heard the loot from this Sandshark thing was particularly good.

As she wandered she noticed a tavern. Well, if anyone was likely to have information about where to go to find the thing so that she could kill the thing and get the glorious glorious loot it would be someone in the bar. Pushing open the door to the establishment, Mutsu sauntered in and the first thing that she noticed was that the @Black was standing up on a table and carrying on about, apparently the very same thing she was here for in the first place.

"Oh," she called out, her voice carrying over the din as the clambered up onto another table. "Are we having a Table Dance Dance Revolution," she asked, then she began prancing and jingling around the table she had climbed up on, in her full armor, putting on quite the show.

@tricolor_mina @Dustin @Kirbs