Morningstar

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"We have that in common," Star said. "I don't have much gaming experience either. I was an actor. Mostly film towards the end, and some theatre." He appreciated her honesty, and that she shared so much upfront. Many players weren't willing to do that. Discussing life before the game was commonly considered taboo. People valued their privacy; or, maybe the reminder of the old world was a pain point. "Well, with your background, I can see why Firefly suggested you. I imagine your journalism skills would overlap with a scout's." He spoke truthfully, but didn't include the fact that

His eyes flared. A haunting voice enveloped him from the sea. It was different from the whispers he heard in town. It was clear, but not directed towards either of the players. It spoke as if unaware of its surroundings at all. His feet betrayed him, glued to the dock. Why can't I move? Something struck his back hard, launching him straight into Crozeph. They tumbled together, slamming hard into cobblestone. His head pounded and his back ached, but he was otherwise okay. His gaze flicked towards their assailant. "Yeah. She's still there." More worrisome was her missing health ba

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"Not sure. I think they just spawn endlessly. We can leave after we kill the boss, or stay and farm the weaker mobs. I'm indifferent," Star said. Through the volcanic smog, Star could see the silhouettes of four men and the orange hues of a fire. Wooden fence posts had been established around the camp, with tents forming an incomplete circle inside. Animal skulls and untanned hides hung from fence poles, feeding into its barbarian aesthetic. Morningstar, comfortable with fighting in camps like this, took the lead. Around the fire, the bandits ate their dinner: roasted lizard meat wit

The shine of a Glow Stone caught Star's attention. It messed with his night vision, so he shut it off. He didn't need to see for this next step anyway. From his inventory, he scattered Fool's Gold around the cave path, pushing them into small piles. At the same time, Ty was finishing with the cairns. They were just about finished and they had some time to kill. It was about time they found a place to hide. Boulders near the cairns that Ty had toppled stuck out as a decent spot. He rushed to meet back up with her to strategize their next moves. "Here's what I'm thinking. The quest wil

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Thread Closing: Quest Bonus Col: 239530 LD: 2*25=50 col per player. Morningstar receives: 2,765 EXP (Word Count [4,703/10*8*0.7] + 5% Assisted [131]) 464 col (1 page [0] + Quest [50] + 15% P5 Reward [414]) 1 Mon 1 Guild Token Scarlet Firefly receives: 870 EXP (Word Count [4,703/10*1*0.7] + Quest [500] + 5% Assisted [41]) 450 col (1 page [400] + Quest [50] 1 Glow Stone | While holding a Glow Stone, the area around you is illuminated. You and players near you do not suffer any penalties for darkness or low-light conditions. Cannot wield a weapon while holding a

The first few times Morningstar saved Koko, he thought about how sad it was that she would continue to find herself alone in the cave all over again for the rest of her existence. No matter what he or anyone else did, the quest would repeat. Eventually, he stopped thinking about it altogether. Instead, he would enjoy meals with the girl and her mother. He would appreciate that sometimes, she was safe at home. He sunk into his chair, flashing Firefly an earnest smile. He didn't know what to say, so he let the conversation end naturally. She went on her way, leaving him in solitude. His eye

New Game+ was not a term Morningstar was familiar with. Despite living in a video game, he was shockingly inept at them and had played very few growing up. It wasn't particularly relevant, nor did he feel like derailing their conversation, so he simply nodded and let her speak. Her admission that Diwali was the cause of her level explosion was a surprise, for certain. He thought back to his own experience at the event. What was a crafting board? He remembered a board game. A couple, actually—and food, and horses. He supposed he hadn't missed much. The levels were more valuable to her than

"Drakes today." Thank every single god. They were doing a quest he hadn't done. "Bars? In Tomoika?" Morningstar laughed. "No shot—unless you want to drink sober with a bunch of loud dwarves. Now, gambling dens, on the other hand..." He chuckled again at Freyd's playful comment about Wulfrin's escapade on Floor 8. Before Morningstar could say that he didn't know where to start, Freyd ran off to find out who "George" really was. Star didn't even think to ask Ren. He supposed staying well-informed was easy when you had guild members stationed so broadly around the castle. Star coul

Star watched as Scarlet Firefly took care of the little girl. Very quickly, she had switched from combat mode to field medic. She performed admirably, even if her skills lacked the experience of a veteran. "You'd make a good healer," he said, meaning it as a compliment. "Not that you didn't hold your own against the bats." He didn't comment on her shakiness, and lifted the child onto his shoulders, as he always did on their way home. "Her mom's always worried, and for good reason," he whispered, smiling. "But we got the job done. Good work in there. I'm happy to have you in the guild."

Quest He rocked gently in his office chair, skimming the contents of a resume. They were a formality, really. He didn't put much stock into them. What was he going to do, call references? "Hello, this is Morningstar from the Trackers Alliance. I'm calling from inside a video game to discuss x employee." If he could do that, it wouldn't be his first call. On paper, this applicant looked strong. She was everything he looked for in a tracker. To him, a background in journalism showed a need to investigate; a need to explore; a need for truth. With some guidance, she could become an

He cocked his head, seeing the last moments of Crozeph's monstrous counterattack. He was vicious, but effective. He cleaved through the stunned Deep Ones with quick strokes of his katana, a brutal show compared to Star's own merciful display. As his partner cleaned up the fish-frogs on his end, Morningstar did the same. Into his inventory went a slimy, dark green leg. He sent it to Cro, happy to give away the disgusting sample. "I think it's supposed to be food. I'm sure Baldur will love the gift." He was hesitant to move too close to the water. The waves rocked what few boats were l

(i think this guy was banned ages ago. and so i will just close this out.) thread summary Morningstar: 1813 EXP | (1511/5)*6 271 col | 271 [laurel wreath] Etherial: 302 EXP | (1511/5)*1

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Ty was already using her head, opting to shove over a cairn rather than spamming sword arts in vain. Realizing that she was fine on her own, he moved on to his next task. He didn't question the container full of rusted equipment that had apparently been given to them at the start of the quest. It was the premise of their first trap: planting rusted equipment. What did it do exactly? He didn't know. Maybe in the dark, they would step on a rusty sword and contract an ancient disease. Long term ailments--a tactical maneuver. He scattered the equipment along the path, making sure to place the

"What's the point of this quest?" A brilliant question. What was the point of any quest? Plot? Lore? Experience? Items? The latter two were a direct route to the frontlines, which would in turn lead to the escape of the game's player base. It was the whole reason they played, and so one could argue that was the point of the quest. The former, on the other hand, made life interesting on the inside. That was important too. "I don't know," Morningstar said. It was easier than monologuing. "I just do 'em." "There's caves outside of Charko. What does the quest log say to do?" He asked, sc

Morningstar liked to read. Fiction, non-fiction, cookbooks, poetry. Whatever the genre, he enjoyed it. While visiting Tomoika's (admittedly small) library, he found himself hours deep in an old history book. The most memorable chapters detailed a war between humans and dragons. It referenced a king, a battle, and a betrayal. He found it most interesting because it read like fiction, but it was sort of real. It had not happened hundreds of years before Morningstar picked up the book, of course, but the characters really did exist. At least, one of them did. The Lightbringer and the Time Ki

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