Morningstar

He tore through amphibian bodies, wading through the ocean of monsters. His vision was clouded by the spray of red pixels. He couldn't make out what was happening on the other side. Shouting filled the gaps between the wet gurgling sounds around him. They were the screams of players, he thought, funneling into the teleporter. He thought he heard Hirru and Cro as well. A notification appeared before him. The light it emitted was blinding; startling. In between swings, he accepted it, linking up with Hirru and the rest. A damage buff came to be on his HUD. Suddenly, he was cleaving through

The subtlest touch of Icingdeath spelled an end to the game for Morningstar. Wulfrin was kind enough to strike him a bit harder than that, leaving him with a long gash to go with the fresh coating of ice. Like, what?? Again? In this economy? His muscles contracted futilely, restricted by Wulfrin's devious movement-locking enhancements. His health bar ticked away slowly until it was nearly invisible, but for the single red pixel that lingered in the corner. Eventually, he stopped fighting. It was pointless. Soon enough, the Finale hidden up Wulfrin's sleeve would be set loose and the

Wulfrin moved quickly, attacking head on. Star was slow on the defense. He lifted his sword to block, but his opponent's had already made contact. It sliced his shoulder, engulfing his entire body in a thin coat of ice. Step 1: failed. He internally groaned, briefly contained in the frozen prison. He glowed, shattering the effects of Freeze using Forgotten King's Authority. Then, he re-engaged against the defensively prepared swordsman. The odds were not on his side. Down tempo and up against Frozen Hide, caution was his greatest ally. He jetted forward, soaking up the thorns damage as if

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Morningstar was used to an audience. He entered the arena when his name was called, scowling as he tried to figure out how they knew he believed in ghosts. "My eyes? What?" He stretched his shoulders, a bit rusty, and looked through the stands. Who even were all these people? He locked eyes with Willow in the front row and waved eagerly before meeting with Wulfrin and their host at the center. He adjusted Finale on his hip and reached out to meet his opponent's handshake. "Uh, just want to confirm that PKing is disabled, right? Before we blow each other up? Yeah? Great." His win cond

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For a moment, Star thought Baldur looked awfully serious. His expression changed when Star pointed out the respawned phoenix, and so he ignored the hunch. Baldur's quick reflexes brought the bird down. Morningstar moved in concurrence. Together, they chipped away at the field boss' shrinking health bar until but a sliver remained. The stun wore off and it shot back into the sky before either of the swordsmen could deal a finishing blow. "Yeah. She's tanky for a bird," Star replied. The mob circled overhead, carefully searching for an opportunity to dive. It let out an ear-pierc

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Skill(s) Being Dropped: Battle Healing R5 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: SP Incurred Towards Limit: 30/50 SP Refunded: 30 Cost: 30,000 col

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Using: Cluster of Stars | 240522 Changes the type of an item as long as its enhancements are applicable to its new type. --- Yellow Dragon, Red Tiger | T4 DEMONIC STRAIGHT SWORD | [#233185] | HLY 2, FRZ, AA Desc: A greatsword depicting the battle between a dragon and a tiger. The dragon coils through the clouds, emerging from the sky. The tiger stands atop a cliffside, fangs bared. becomes -> Yellow Dragon, Red Tiger | T4 DEMONIC MARTIAL ARTS | [#233185] | HLY 2, FRZ, AA Desc: Two sleeves of wrist rings depicting the encounter of a dragon and a tiger. The d

takes gulab jamun + cluster of stars

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In the middle of a busy week, Morningstar took to Floor 22. While he appreciated the serenity of the wooded floor, his visit was business-related rather than for pleasure. Sentinel Armaments was his destination. He rattled the doorknob, peering inside to make sure the owner was home. Wulfrin was behind the counter, and hadn't yet noticed Morningstar enter. "Hello. Have time for a fusion?" Star asked. He laid two weapons in front of the blacksmith, one of which Wulfrin would surely recognize as the last sword he built for Star. Through his training, Morningstar outgrew its use and dec

purchasing the following:

"I mean-" he paused, grunting as he stuck his blade into the chest of the struggling lancer, "not everything is meaningless. And not everything repeats. You've just gotta pick your battles. Following these guys may not have value, but scouting a boss room or a new floor does. We need quests like this to level; too keep ourselves strong for the things that really matter." The body of the dragon knight fizzled away, but the marching of replacements left them no time to rest, nor a chance to re-use their hiding places. "One more wave and we're home free. Get ready." The pair of soldiers

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summary. | col: 336,320 (id) - 228,000 (junk sale) = 108,320 | 12/11/2024 | total: +36,100 | [link] | 12/12/2024 | total: -19,380 | [link] | 12/13/2024 | total: -18,620 | [link] | 12/25/2024 | total: -20,520 | [link] | 12/26/2024 | total: -16,720 | [link] | 12/31/2024 | total: -47,500 | [link] | 01/08/2025 | total: -28,880 | [link] rolls. items.