Morningstar

Star's list of incomplete quests grew smaller and smaller as the days rolled on. Rumors were plenty of fun, but he couldn't deny that the experience rewards for killing a quest boss were far higher. Lilith had been on his mind for a long time, but he had never gone through with it. It was a long quest, he had heard, and not always a safe one. A new straight sword leaned against his desk, coincidentally perfect for the fight. "Maybe it's time to make the trip after all," he muttered. He stood, collected his weapon, and peeked out of his main floor office. HQ was empty, he thought. Maybe there w

Another new alchemist. Floor 13 was an odd place to setup shop, Star thought. He quite liked Cintamani's location, as well as Kingsley Tea Company's. By no means did Morningstar dislike Breath of Life, he simply found that he was never in the area. He'd never had a reason to visit, until now. Peeking his head into the alchemist's shop, he found himself unpleasantly surprised to see the owner. "Oh shit, it's you," he said, met with the face of Oz. Well, he was there. He wasn't going to leave without buying something. A few mitigation potions would do, he decided. "Tequila. How fun."

Star hadn't gone to a performer's shop in a long time. Actually, the only one he knew of was Nari's, and he wasn't even sure that it was still open for business. Now that he thought about it, he hadn't seen Nari in a good while. Not since they separated at the skyport, he thought. Periods of MIA were not unusual for anyone on the frontlines. Many on the crew came and went as they pleased. Still, he hoped she was okay. He entered "A Familiar Tune," enticed by the musical items inside, and realized that the owner was none other than Acanthus. "Oh, hi," Star stepped out of the door way, imme

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"Oh? If you've got the time. I wouldn't want to steal you away from your work. I've got something in mind, though. I'll keep you posted," he watched from afar as Wulfrin put together the two weapons. "Yeah, no worries. Kingsley's setting up a little area in the trading hall as well. He said it's for his 'more experimental brews,' whatever that means. Feel free to decorate, too." Wulfrin presented the new and improved Daywalker, identical to its previous incarnation but with far better stats. It was everything he had hoped for. "Thanks for this. I'll give you a shout soon."

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What's this? Another fusion? Unsurprising. Apparently Morningstar was chock-full of them. He entered Sentinel Armaments for the trillionth time and said hello to the newly married blacksmith. "Mornin' chief. Got some work that needs doing, if you've got some time." He plopped down two swords upon the desk. One was called Daywalker, while the other was Concord. "I've had vampire hunting on the brain and thought these guys might come in handy." "What's new? How's the wife? Still living around the corner?" All of the small talk he could muster came out before he finally asked, "you don't hap

Blue flames spat from Eruda's sword, unlike anything Star had ever seen before. He followed her closely, creating a laughable mimicry with his own sword art. Burn was the secret, the key to melting through the Slime King's many multiplying health bars. It was a shocking realization--not because it was so far fetched, but because it had taken him so long to figure it out. Her fire engulfed the leftmost duplication of the king; his expanded around its twin. They grew hotter, the musty sewer air fueling and sustaining them. Their tank, along with the charring nuisance they had created, kept their

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With assistance from his party, his sword came loose. It slid out of the gooey monstrosity covered in a thick layer of slime. Twice in one day was more than he could stand for. He spun to the side, clipping the Slime King once on the arm and then again on the torso. They clashed blades briefly, interrupted by a second abomination. Its arrival was more of an inconvenience than anything. The combination of the slime's lack of brain cells and Raidou and Eruda's incredible hate values made it impossible for them to catch Star while he moved around them. Eruda called to Star and Wulfrin, seemingly

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"Astralin, hi—good to see you. Same old, same old," he said, split between many conversations at once. He turned back to the ashen-haired newcomer. "Star, yeah. Short for Morningstar." New faces filtered in, and a few attempts at pulling Morningstar's attention were made; however, he was locked on Arabelle. They held their handshake long enough for it to be considered awkward. Her eyes were stuck to him as though he were an old acquaintance, or perhaps a ghost. He didn't know what to think. "oh, sorry. i've seen you before," she clarified, breaking the tension. "i loved your work."

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Star pulled teensy twigs out of his hair and brushed pieces of bark and dirt from his clothing. He laid there for a moment, contemplating what he had done to end up a child's play thing. Maybe he should have left better tips at restaurants, or donated to a charity for orphaned children in the Town of Beginnings. Or, maybe he should have given back Koga's wallet. No, that couldn't be it. "I'm okay," he called back to Acanthus. "I'll live. I think." He picked himself up, and took a surprisingly long trek back to the battlefield. He climbed around olive trees, peaking out just in time t

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The Slime King had made a friend. How lovely. Morningstar rushed in once more. His focus remained on the King itself, ignoring the Abomination that spawned next to it, and slashing at the former's waist. It landed, but didn't seem to do even a single point of damage. He pulled back, confused, only to realize that his sword had gotten stuck. Again. "Dammit, dude," he muttered, pulling with all of his strength. The sword didn't budge, and so Morningstar was forced to dodge and weave the up close swings of the King and his pal. It wasn't a very fun game they were playing. It almos

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"I think this guy knows more words than Ug'zeke. Maybe he's a little older. Or maybe there are better tutors here than in the underdark," Star theorized, dodging Oliver's slow hand as he tried to grab at him. "If this is the kid, though, I don't want to know how big the parents are." He imagined the king standing at around twenty feet, like a fruitier version of Absolute Zero. The distant castle looked suspiciously normal in stature, though. Maybe that was why Oliver was outside—he couldn't fit. He was having trouble wrapping his head around fruit kingdom biology, and hoped that perhaps t