Morningstar

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He looked upon his enemy and the quest objective made sense. 1/5 Spectral Knights defeated. “So this is what it’s referring to,” he mumbled, wiping his face clean with a beat up sleeve. The knight dashed quickly and their weapons clashed. It was powerful. The health bars that formed above its head were comparable to a field boss’ and every swing it made hit like a train. Morningstar was fast, and could block them with little trouble, but even still, they hurt. He dropped low beneath a wide arc, choosing to dodge rather than take the brunt of the attack. He kited backwards, towar

A tendril hooked itself around Bee’s leg, pulling it out from under her and slamming her to the ground. A muffled gasp escaped her winded lungs as she splashed in the mud. Morningstar reacted quickly, cutting through the shambler’s appendage with no hesitation. He had no time for remorse. Bee’s life was on the line. He lifted her up, wiping splatters of mud off her scratched face and pushing her on ahead. “We’re almost there. Eyes on the teleporter.” She was compelled to listen. Her eyes locked on to the archway up ahead, tracing the line of players desperate to get off the floor and

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Morningstar was unfamiliar with the surroundings of Donoghue's. It wasn't an area he had come to before. Not that he wasn't curious; other things simply took precedence, such as the relocation of his guild hall, and Willow's birthday, and the mahjong tournament in Yomi, and... Wow, his calendar was packed. Anyone wishing to meet with him was probably booking way into the next year. It was time for a change, probably, but that would have to wait until after they killed the Spectral Knight that marched towards them. He yawned. It had been a day, and he had grown tired of Cardinal's fav

Acanthus only seemed to have gotten worse since the last knight was slain. Her sentences were hanging together by a thread. Slurred consonants and drawn out vowels made for a jumble of unintelligible sayings. Okay, lady--time to put down the... whatever it is you're on... He would never say that, of course. The only thing less predictable than Acanthus was Inebriated Acanthus, and he wasn't about to get between her and her substance of choice. He also wasn't keen on dancing near her blade. He kept his distance, only drawing near the knight when Acanthus was out of range. He cut thro

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# TREASURE CHEST! 244832 LD14 -> 5200 col, 10 materials, Perfect Weapon x2, Perfect Consumable

# TREASURE CHEST? 244831 LD17 -> YES INDEED

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Morningstar's sense of direction had never been better. On a whim, he charged straight into another Spectral Knight. Whether it was a copy or the original, he couldn't tell. His party was there, though--or at least, some of it was. Freyd, Acanthus, and Lessa had all managed to keep together. Where Jomei and Baldur had disappeared to, Morningstar couldn't say. They were strong. He knew they would find a way to survive, even if they were alone. A hollow clank came from the knight's armor. It stumbled back, reeling from Morningstar's firm hit. It's health bar shrank. Morningstar apologi