Morningstar

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The fight is chaotic. Belregor has taken a new form. This time, his face matches Arabelle's, and at first glance, Morningstar can't tell who is who. His focus is diverted, not only by the raid boss that manages to blend in with his friends, but by the sudden influx of damaging ailments that attack him. Panic rushes in. Dodging a sword is no trouble for Morningstar, but burn, bleed, and blight are another story. His display is cluttered with effects, predominantly negative. His health bar ticks down, at first due solely to frostbite. A trade request appears centerfold. It's from Lessa. He

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Morningstar's complete misunderstanding of Pollux's plan worked (regardless of her disbelief). The barrier that held them back from attacking the Leech Lich had been destroyed, leaving everything open to their attacks. Pollux disabled the boss with a well-placed sword art. Morningstar kicked low, sweeping through the freshly spawned Stygian Warriors, and jabbed at the lich's midsection. His hand jetted through its undead body, fracturing the health bars hovering up above. It fought back, scratching at Morningstar with boney fingers. He ignored the damage, flipping over the lich and kickin

Acanthus tightened around his arm. Through shaky, uncertain words, she pleaded with him to do what he had to to protect their team. From her perspective, that meant going so far as to kill her if she acted against them. Clear-headed, collected, he watched her speed into the fray once more. He wasn't going to kill her. He didn't even need to take a limb. "I'll just stun you," he muttered inaudibly. He didn't get the chance to argue. He didn't get the chance to reassure her that things wouldn't go wrong. Regardless, it wouldn't have helped. He knew that there was a chance she would spiral,

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Morningstar took note of Mari's fishing skill. As far as foraging went, he was pretty much useless, but he appreciated the hobby of fishing. He tossed a Hellstorm her way, which came as a surprise to Mari. "No trouble. A little damage boost goes a long way here," he smiled. Idly, he cleaved through another platoon of dragons. Years of farming ingrained the habit into his brain and body, leading to instinctive, thoughtless movements. He talked as he went. "The flowers are a little strong here. I like it though. It's a nice change from the rest of the maze." A wave of col flooded

"Morningstar," he smiled back. Mari's voice shifted at the word people. Star caught it, but figured that she was just a little awkward and ignored it. "Nemo's friendly. More or less, anyway. He doesn't take kindly to strangers messing with his garden, but if you're quiet about it you can get away with farming mobs and fishing and such." He hadn't seen the caretaker in his dragon form since their first encounter. Even now, it shocked him that the meek man could become so vicious. Even so, Mari looked strong. She carried herself in a way that screamed capable. Nemo wouldn't be much of a pro

summary. | col: 26400 (id) - 17800 (ms junk) - 6975 (mari junk) = 1625 | 07/15/2025 | total: -1625 | [link] rolls. junk. items.

"Ancient indeed," Morningstar said, examining the low tier items. "All junk unfortunately. If you need col and you have items worth selling, I'd take them off your hands." 7.15.2025 Trading Hall III active - 1 free reroll per unid. For Mari: For Me: total cost = 26400 - 17800 - 6975 = 1625 col to banker

Morningstar was quickly greeted by Nemo. The caretaker had stopped tending to his plants to see him, although he admitted that he couldn't stay to chat long. "You look well," the gardener said. "Same to you," Star smiled. "The garden looks lively as ever." Roses were in bloom, Morningstar noticed. He also noticed that another player was walking towards them. Immediately, he recognized her. She had come by his shop just the other day, with little col and a few items in need of appraisal. Oh. Now this is interesting. The orange cursor remained high above her head. Twice

The Paradise Islands were a hop, step, and a jump from Star's house. He went from time to time, although he preferred Raitoborou bay for its lack of sea monsters. But sometimes, sea monsters were exactly what you needed. He sat on the rocks, away from the water, and stuck his head in a book. It was his own: a leather-bound journal filled to the brim with untidy handwriting and surprisingly polished sketches. How he could do one but not the other astounded the few people he let into his books, but he thought it was very normal. A group of six battled the local crab. It looked like the

summary. | col: 6,080 (id) - 10,800 (junk) = -4,720 | 07/14/2025 | total: +4,720 | [link] junk sale

"Looks like it's your lucky day. You get a discount," Morningstar said. "Here's some col back. No uniques, though. Sorry." 7.14.2025 Trading Hall III active - 1 free reroll per unid. sending back 8,184 to Mari

WARREN | Approved. Total EXP: 5000 Total SP: 55 Current Level: 11 Paragon Level: 0

Morningstar eyed the pool of unidentified items. It wasn't often a broke player killer wandered into his store. He played along curiously. "A little over 18,000 col for these, but the junk items will offset the cost." He ran the math in his head. "You're looking at... 11,420 col total." @Mari -- can do tmrw afternoon !!

At headquarters, Morningstar filtered through his files. An influx of new trackers meant a higher volume of work for the guild leader. Though the guild made them out to be bonified freelancers, it wasn't an accurate description. They required all the same training and communion that a standard guild would provide. The increased output and rising success rate of rumors made it a worthy tradeoff, however. Morningstar's vision was coming true. Two rookies in particular caught his eye: Gambit and Riardon. The later was recruited by Wulfrin, but Morningstar wasn't overly familiar with Gambit.

thread closing (2877/5)*5 = 2877 exp 13,464 col 6 material 1 Demonic Shard Random Dungeon Map 219796 T4 Uncommon Consumable 219794 T4 Perfect Weapon 219808a T4 Perfect Weapon 219808b T4 Perfect Weapon 219808c T4 Perfect Weapon 219809a T4 Perfect Weapon 219809b T4 Perfect Weapon 219809c T4 Rare Consumable 219810a T4 Rare Weapon 219810b T4 Perfect Consumable 219811a T4 Perfect Consumable 219811b T4 Perfect Armor/Shield 219811c T4 Perfect Armor/Shield 219811d

thread may continue... but for now i close. (1420/5)*1 = 240 exp

Morningstar wasn't cognizant of Arabelle's flustration, or he would have commented on it cheekily. He was, however, a bit disappointed by her answer. A broker had told him with absolute certainty that he would find a cat on Floor 10, somewhere in the Endless Caverns. But now that he thought about it, it sounded more like a prophecy than trustworthy intelligence. He was beginning to wonder if the guy in the tent in Fortaleza was really a broker at all. She suggested they check the river. Morningstar was almost positive that anything drinking from the Stygian River by choice was a monster,

The Labyrinth had a way of changing itself when stragglers became to accustomed to its layout. The walls shifted in ways that did not make sense. Entire locations seemed to teleport, disorienting any who exist within them. There was no telling where they might end up next, or if they would exist at all. Sometimes, there was a garden. Thematically, it did not fit with the layout of the floor. Lush, vibrant vegetation and thriving wildlife dotted every corner of the garden, while outside, the world was dull. Dull skies. Dull walls. Dull everything. Anyone could have stumbled into the g

note: no questions please. Belregor's form flicked between others. It took turns fighting back--first as Hirru, then as Mina, and finally as Lessa. Morningstar's eyes darted between the two versions of Lessa. It was like he had walked into someone else's Gemini quest. He clicked on <<Tracking>> to single out Belregor. Nobody was team killing on his watch. As he locked on to the boss, its body returned to normal: a hulking suit of black armor. "Oh, thank god," he muttered in relief. "It's reversable." Morningstar was amazed at how much dirt was on Floor 29. Actually,

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