Morningstar

He was just an NPC. He was just one of thousands of NPCs. And yet, he had saved Morningstar's life. Morningstar cursed, scanning the room for the red thread. He caught a glimpse of it tunneling under a shelf, before it popped out again somewhere else entirely. Foyle moved proactively, getting in its way and flicking it back to Morningstar. A furious swing crashed down upon the table where the string lay, both severing it and smashing the wooden table beneath it to bits. In the same fashion as the jacket it came from, the string did not vanish. Curiously, it laid in the rubble, unmoving. M

"Honestly, I don't even differentiate them from us anymore. We're too alike; apart from the fact that they're from here and we're just visiting," Morningstar looked at Dorian, who's luck had run dry while handing out quests. He turned back to the girl. "Shouting is optional," he played into her joke. "The quest includes some gathering, potion brewing, hunting, blacksmithing, and fishing. Exciting stuff." It was a sarcastic statement, but the quest really was worthwhile. He had done it twice; once alone and once as a guide. One more time wouldn't kill him. "I'm Morningstar. Star is fine."

People-watching was becoming boring. Nobody was stopping for Dorian, nor were they doing anything aside from walking. It was disappointing, until a girl started shouting. It pulled Morningstar out of his lulled state, catching his attention. Dorian looked shocked too. He choked on his words, flustered by the sudden string of irritated jabs. "Now, you listen here! I'm the mayor of this town-" "Ok, ok," Morningstar cut in, rushing to their aid. He gently pulled Dorian away from the frustrated girl, guiding to another section of the courtyard with a push. The mayor quickly forgot about the s

Quest Note: All players in this thread will receive 2x EXP (recruitment drive bonus) It wasn't often that Morningstar peered through his journal at the past. He had entries filled in from the very beginning—more accurately, a week from the beginning. There were a million things he had forgotten, and looking back reminded him of them. He stumbled upon familiar characters; people important to him. He hadn't forgotten them, of course, but they felt so distant now. Years had passed and he had moved on. He laughed reading about the time he'd nearly been run over by a merchant's caravan

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The earth quaked and heavens shook as the last of the Blightbound Monstrosities met its end. A black mass shifted and grew, beating like an enlarged heart. It skulked across the dead grass, consuming everything in its path. Morningstar was closest to the Blight. He hadn't the chance to move before its gelatinous form had crept past him, trapping him and Doom. The undead horse's attempts at freeing itself were in vain; the Blight was like glue, or quicksand, or The Blob (1958). Nothing could escape its hold. His HUD updated with a new quest directive: "Activate Armageddon." Simultaneously,

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Kat's succession of "no's" worried Morningstar about as much as Freyd's erratic, silent movements. He almost called out to his friend, but saw it pointless and focused on doing what he could to help his party instead. He reined his horse left, swerving out of the way from the incoming Faceless Lord and charged at the Blighted Monstrosity on the opposite end of the battlefield. Despite never wielding a scythe, he twirled it effortlessly, as if it were made for him, and sliced the mob across its chest. It sunk to the ground in a pile of dark, muddy goo and disappeared like the rest. He coun

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thread closing Morningstar receives: 2,195 EXP (Word Count (4,037/10*6*0.7] + Quest [500]) 329 col (1 page [0] + 15% P5 Reward [329]) Nature's Tablet | Quest Item <<Scents of the Wild>> Questline Etherial receives: 782 EXP (Word Count (4,037/10*6*0.7] + Quest [500]) 400 col (1 page [400]) Nature's Tablet | Quest Item <<Scents of the Wild>> Questline

His expression remained neutral while he grappled with the idea of bringing her along with him. She would be little use to him against Kumatetsu, but the experience would be good for her. Eventually, he smiled. "Alright then." He skimmed through his journal, looking for the page on Kumatetsu. Maybe it would have been a good idea to bring along a waiver for Etherial to sign, ensuring that he could dodge liability in the event of an accident. He had no such thing, however. Extra caution would be required. Coming to the journal entry, he cleared his throat. "Seven quest bosses to defeat

The moose, Owij'be, tossed its antlers to and fro, unable to settle on a specific target. Muddy fur over decaying skin smelled of rot, catching Morningstar off guard every time he got too close. The forest canopy caged them in, like a demented WWE spin-off. Swishing blonde locks from just above his eyeline, he dove headfirst into the wild fight, moving just behind Mina and delving his blade into the beast's hairy back. It was a beefy opponent they had encountered. It shrugged off attacks that lesser foes would crumble beneath. Shatter activated on impact, shredding an insignificant ounce

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From atop the Monkey King's back, Morningstar nodded to Ciela. Dying Sun sunk into the muscly flesh of the Monkey King as it struggled to push itself from the forest floor. It disappeared, leaving Morningstar to drop through its blue crystallized remains. His boots thudded to the ground. Their quest was over. The fight ended as quickly as it had begun, leaving the blonde with more free time than he had imagined. He had planned for their hunt to take quite a bit longer but was not disappointed that the monster had fallen so soon. Giving the couple a chance to celebrate their victory and co

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Recalling the past few hours and his perilous journey, he replied to the party's curious inquiries. "I was in the area. Good to see you made it out of town, Freyd." He kept it short. The heat of battle was no place for him to explain himself, although he did think it was among the most interesting stories of the day. A sliver of a space in between strikes was the perfect opportunity for Morningstar to move in. He slid past Mina, following her Charge with his own, and crashed into Owij'be The Indomitable with a fraction of his full force. Leave it to luck. The location and choice

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While Zandra went berserk on Cerberus, Morningstar watched intently. She was this sort of cheerfully insane presence that he had never witnessed before; Freyd seemed a bit more comfortable with it. Perhaps they had fought together in the past. The way she spoke told him that she was an ex-frontliner, and that he'd be seeing more of her in time. He followed her into the fray, noticing the Cerberus and its lackies were reaching the ends of their shockingly limited health bars. Zandra crushed one of the two remaining Cerberus heads with the brute force of her axe, before slamming into the sm

A cry echoed through the foggy woodlands. The ground was damp and strewn with leaves that crunched beneath the swordsman's boots. His sight was limited to a small radius, a thick blanket of haze preventing him from looking any further. He thought he had been there before, but in a horror novel he'd read a dozen times as a teenager. It had a simple plot: a young girl and her dog move into a relative's house in the middle of a forest and spooky things happen. The stark difference was that he had no dog; rather, he held a sword. It comforted him throughout his chilling escape from Glyndebour

"You do have a plan right Star?" His expression was neutral but his eyes aflame. "Win," he replied with a thumbs up. The trio followed him past the gates of Florenthia and back into the wild Forest of the Great Tree. The Monkey King's lethality came from its surprising nature. Locals of Florenthia often said that finding the beast was impossible; but, spend some time in the forest and it would eventually find you. Darkness did not hinder the king, nor did physical obstacles like trees or hills. It was a behemoth built from pure rage, unstoppable if not kept in check. "I don't ha

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Nari's call came from behind him. He turned to rejoin his party, slashing through the remaining Blightbound Monstrosity on the way back. Without the opportunity for a break, two more spawned from its disintegrating body. They writhed as they formed, building into the not-quite-humanoid beings that threatened the fearful NPCs of the floor. Their bodies were crimson, like flesh but with skeletal physiques. Black draped over their bodies, cloaking their horrific appearances. They radiated evil, more so than any of the four horsemen had. And yet the party cut them down like they were nothing