Morningstar

Things were coming to a close, with Ariel being the first to exit the meeting. The conversation continued, however, and so Morningstar kept listening. Nari leaned in to speak with him. He was glad they were on a similar page. "I can grasp the ideas they're talking about but I have no clue how they're able to come to them so quickly. I like to think I'm pretty well-read but I haven't heard of any of these concepts before today," he replied, referring to wuxing in particular. He wanted to at least try to help her understand. He paused for a moment, debating what was even important enou

Two days. They lingered over him like a curse. Nerves ate at him, spiraling like tornados in his stomach and disrupting his sleep. Stressed and weary, he wandered the streets of the Town of Beginnings, trying his best to put on a smile as he passed by people whom he did not know personally but had, for some reason or another, encountered over the years. Even after all of the grinding and hunting he had done, his items lacked variety. His time with Freyd had come in handy but the items he had collected remained in his shop, unidentified until he could find the time to go to work. Mor

Freyd moved first, thinking quickly and using his familiar, Persi, to disorient the flaming bird. Morningstar followed up, blade raised high. He praised the man for his battle awareness, although only in his head. In a quick bolt, he dashed toward the Phoenix, bashing its limp body with his heavy straight sword. Already crippled from Freyd's attack, its health bar dropped further. Morningstar watched as it fell into the red zone; a single attack should have been enough to finish the job. Allowing his team to swoop in and take the last hit, he backed up a few steps. He was curious to see K

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Morningstar shuffled alongside Katoka. "A phoenix, yeah." It seemed like she was around his level, which was uncommon. The players he encountered were usually leagues higher or way below him. His weapon materialized at his waist. It was a sword, glistening gold, called Meteor. "Two-handed straight sword," he smiled, "I'm a DPS—at least, I'm trying to be." "What about you?" Morningstar asked. Eyeing up her equipment, he assumed the same of her. He recalled her presence in the raid meeting but, like many others in the large crowd, nothing about her particularly stood out. They wer

The Dark Elf fell as abruptly as the fight had started, with Nari taking up Freyd's flank and landing a killing blow. It was a quick and easy field boss, as expected. The party leader hurried through his monologue as they rushed back to town. Their next goal was Floor Nine's field boss, the Phoenix. Morningstar had been meaning to spend some time grinding the Phoenix since the item it dropped was so useful to a DPS player like himself. It was always so far out of the way; he was never on the Ninth. Suddenly, he was in Yōgan Village, a place he was not fond of. It was too hot, even more so

Morningstar eyed up a variety of potions and consumables, deciding what of the bunch would be worth taking. It did not appear to be a dangerous outing; the basics would do fine. Gathering up his belongings, he jogged to the door, the bell ringing as it opened. "Honey, I'm heading out!" he called into his empty shop, and with a chuckle, he left. With the click of a button, his simple, green sweater transformed into a radiant suit of armor. Meteor glowed at his hip, dazzling in the summer sun that poked through the treetops. He crushed a teleport crystal, beaming down to the Third Floo

the end MORNINGSTAR + 2,551 xp | ((4,824/10)*4*0.7)+960+240 + 94,840 col | 6,000+10,640+28,000+50,000+200 + 56 materials | 4(mobs)+52(dungeon) + 6 T4 Perfect Weapons + 2 T4 Perfect Armors + 1 T4 Perfect Trinket FREYD + 13,855 xp | ((4,824/10)*15*0.7)+8,550+240 + 114,800 col | 2,000+2,800+2,800+4,900+2,100+22,000+28,000+50,000+200 + 64 materials | 12(mobs)+52(dungeon) + 4 T4 Perfect Weapons + 2 T4 Perfect Armors + 1 T4 Perfect Consumable + 1 T4 Perfect Trinket + 1 T4 Rare Trinket + 1 T4 Rare Consumable + 1 T4 Rare Armor/Shield +1 T4 Rare Weapon + 1

The shadow emerged from Freyd's jacket and Morningstar flinched as it rushed at him. At first, he thought that it was another monster or some after effect of the Lich King's death. When it twirled around the elixir instead of killing him, he realized that he was probably fine. Freyd called out to the strange creature by name and confirmed Morningstar's suspicion by introducing her as his familiar. He laughed as Persi returned to her hiding place. "Scared me for a second there," he said, standing from the throne and moving for the exit. "It's no problem," he added, "you'd've done the same

The Lich King was an intimidating foe, dressed in villainous armor and wielding a giant of a weapon. Freyd was a funny fellow, confusing the king by skipping his dialogue and cutting straight to the combat. Freyd's body froze like a statue, seizing up from whatever elixir he had consumed. It took Morningstar a moment to realize what had happened but when he did, he charged forwards. The Lich King climbed back on to his feet and swung furiously at the paralyzed swordsman. Coming to his aid, Morningstar cut through the Lich King, stopping him before his blade could reach his partner. M

the end MORNINGSTAR + # xp | # + # col | # + # materials + 1 Topaz Gemstone + 1 Nepent's Ovule + Unlocked DHA 2: The Demon of the Mountains

# combat round 3

# combat round 2

# combat round 1

# find field boss

# speak with dragon

# return to fuzziel

# treasure trove

# combat round 1

# confront carsar

# arrive

# travel

# speak with dragon

To be fair, he wondered if the final floor would ever be cleared. By the time they made it to the end, who would still be left standing? How far could the frontliners go before giving in and choosing to remain within the game? Had things gone differently, had Lexa lived, even he would have considered staying. He thought about the house they had intended on purchasing together. He had made far different choices in the end, purchasing a beach home that he never expected to be able to afford. She would have like it, he thought, even if it was not their original plan. Lost in thought, he