Morningstar

Baldur landed a strong hit, zapping the phoenix's health bar until it hit zero. It crashed into the ground, burning up into a pile of ash. Morningstar clapped. "Well done," he smiled, stepping over to finish the job when the bird respawned. He peeked at his bare wrist. "I figure I have time for another. But the mountain calls," he added dramatically. The bird sprung up from its egg in a flurry of embers, but Morningstar was quick to shut it down. He ran his sword straight through its back. With a yelp, it exploded, blinding him with a flood of blue pixels. The hellstorms instantly appeare

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# --- 241752 | CD10 | Recovery +2 EN +1 EN Main Action | TECH-G Swift Action | - EN: -8 241752 | BD7 CD9 | (9+4)*8-72 = 32 DMG to Hirru 18 dmg to MS from thorns. burn applied to hirru Morningstar | HP: 151/205 | EN: 34/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | CALTROP (3/3) | DOWSING ROD Hirru | HP: 100/200 | EN: 28/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 72 (+30) | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | HYPE 2/3 CD 2/3 | BRN: 14 (1/2)

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241749 | CD7 | Recovery +2 EN +1 EN Main Action | Rest (+10 EN) Swift Action | Dowsing Rod (-2 EN) Morningstar | HP: 169/205 | EN: 39/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | CALTROP (3/3) | DOWSING ROD Hirru | HP: 160/200 | EN: 32/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 72 (+30) | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | HYPE 0/3 CD 0/3 | BURN: 14 (2/2)

241743 | CD8 | Recovery +2 EN +1 EN Post Action | TECH-G EN: -8 241744 | BD4 | CD11 | (9*8-72) = 1 DMG -> Hirru MS takes 18 dmg from thorns Morningstar | HP: 169/205 | EN: 28/43 | DMG: 9 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 4 | REC: 2 | LD: 4 | FLN: 4 | PARA-V | Caltrop Hirru | HP: 179/200 | EN: 28/38 | DMG: 1 | MIT: 42 72 (+30) | ACC: 1 | BH: 6 | HLY BLS: 8 | MENDING: 2 | REC: 2 | THRNS: 18 | PARA | ENV-0: 8 | LD: 3 | HYPE 0/3 CD 0/3 | BURN: 14 (1/2)

[context: waltz of the desert p.14-17 / guardian of fire p.13-14] Morningstar watched Acanthus like a hawk as she whizzed by. He didn't know what to think, or what she might do next. The unpredictability made him uncomfortable. It also made him more vigilant. Briefly, she and the boss locked blades. It was the perfect opportunity for Star to close out the fight. He repositioned, stepping into the bandit's blind spot. Then, between clashes of steel, he closed in, skewering the boss with a quick sword art. When the bandit's body dissipated, Morningstar and Acanthus were left face

It occurred to Morningstar that their duel was a rematch. Ages ago, they fought at Baldur’s party. It was a simple, point-based duel, rather than an all-out deathmatch; however, it was a taste of each other’s capabilities as a player. Back then, Morningstar had gotten lucky. It wouldn’t be so easy this time. “I wouldn’t dare,” Star replied, drawing his sword. He moved first, closing in on Hirru in a heartbeat. He swung shallow, testing the waters. He wanted to see what the hunter’s plan was, what he had up his sleeve. He clipped Hirru’s chest, and a sliver of thorns damage attacked h

Morningstar was no fan of crabs (unless they were cooked in butter and served on a dinner plate), but this guy took the cake. The crab was huge--and Star had seen some big ass crabs in his life. He could only be glad that the beach he lived on his had regular sized critters. He couldn't handle living near anything that was both bigger than his head and equipped with pinchers. "Wulfrin--you're a blacksmith still, aren't ya? Put your skills to use and make us a Sand Claw sized pot," he said, half-joking. He was curious to see if that was even possible. Following Oscar's lead, Morningst

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For Junk Sale Uncommon Tealeaf Blade [Rapier | Tier 1 | Damage I] Uncommon Beginner's Sabre [Rapeir | Tier 1 | Accuracy I] Rare Nymoria's Sabre [Rapier | Tier 1 | Damage II] Perfect Silence [Rapier | Tier 3 | Bleed I | Keen II] Perfect Repressed [Rapier | Tier 3 | Bleed II | Keen I] Uncommon Beginner's Chestplate [Light Armour | Tier 1 | Mitigation I] Perfect Suppression [Light Armour | Tier 3 | Mitigation I | Recovery II] T3 Rare Trinket (1) | ID241270 3 t1 uncommons = 300 1 t1 rare = 200 1 t3 rare = 900 3 t3 perfects = 3750 total return = 5150

junking For Junk Sale Uncommon Tealeaf Blade [Rapier | Tier 1 | Damage I] Uncommon Beginner's Sabre [Rapeir | Tier 1 | Accuracy I] Rare Nymoria's Sabre [Rapier | Tier 1 | Damage II] Perfect Silence [Rapier | Tier 3 | Bleed I | Keen II] Perfect Repressed [Rapier | Tier 3 | Bleed II | Keen I] Uncommon Beginner's Chestplate [Light Armour | Tier 1 | Mitigation I] Perfect Suppression [Light Armour | Tier 3 | Mitigation I | Recovery II] T3 Rare Trinket (1) | ID241270 3 t1 uncommons = 300 1 t1 rare = 200 1 t3 rare = 900 3 t3 perfects = 3750 = 5150 col

RUBY | Approved. Total EXP: 175,000 Total SP: 185 Current Level: 34 Paragon Level: 27 Unlocked Paragon Rewards: Lv. 5 | Laurel Wreath (Earn Col equivalent to 15% of player’s EXP earned in thread) Lv. 10 | (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, +1 LD to Looting* Lv. 25 | (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, Free Skill Respec

The commencement of week three brought both excitement and dread for Morningstar. On one hand, he had the opportunity to face his teammate from the previous week. After a duel that stretched the limits of the tournament's timer, the bracket formation brought them back together. This time, they were foes. On the other hand, traps had been set up beneath the arena. If there was a counter to his combat style, it was hidden traps unexpectedly exploding in his face. Morningstar stepped carefully into the pit. He thought it was perfectly reasonable to assume their hosts could have setup a

Free from the clutches of the fish-frog mobs that flooded the street, Morningstar regrouped with Baldur. Briefly, he glanced at the Mother of Smiles, still paralyzed from his previous attack. The timer on the status effect ticked down, leaving a short window of opportunity for him to reengage. "Sheer dumb luck, I think. Cro did something--I didn't see what." A deep one lunged at him from the side. Morningstar dodged, and slipped his blade in between its ribs, killing it instantly. Their durability wasn't the issue--it was the number of them. He chopped down two and made his way over

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Morningstar eyed the Warchief's health. It was a speck, barely visible on the light grey bar above his head. Morningstar charged up a sword art, determined to end the fight once and for all. Gold sparkled from along his blade, which he clutched tightly in both hands. Before he could even swing, a gust of air cut across his side, created by the quick stab of a sabre. The concentrated energy of his sword art faltered and deactivated. Startled, he turned toward the disturbance and found himself staring wide-eyed at Nymoria. She nearly clipped him with her attack. Morningstar wasn't sure if s

In spite of his failed attack, Morningstar did not disengage with the warchief. Nymoria's skillful stun bought him enough time to reposition and prepare his next moves. Glorn, dazed and confused, was an easy target. A single accurate hit to his body would change the tide of battle for everyone. Morningstar held his breath, took a few steps back, and with a running start, he beamed across the barbarian encampment. His normally golden sword art shifted to black at the midway point. When he reached Warchief Glorn, he exhaled. Time seemed to slow down. He wound Dying Sun back and swished it throug