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  1. The sight of Dominic's confident posturing in the midst of their grim surroundings grated on Bahr's nerves. His ostentatious demeanor was a constant reminder of the cult leader's unyielding ego, an ego that had wreaked havoc on countless lives. Lessa's strong and straightforward question regarding Everest was met with Dominic's unsettling theatricality. Bahr's jaw clenched as he watched the exchange, his every muscle urging him to intervene, to express the frustration and anger boiling within him. But he knew that would only give Dominic the reaction he craved. The swordsman's amber eyes,
  2. Upon Ariel forwarding the possibility of moving forward on horseback, Bahr's expression soured (though he attempted to hide it). Memories of attempting to ride a horse with Lessa flashed before his eyes, and so too did the mebarrassment he'd felt at the time. Bahr wasn't the sort to take easily to things he couldn't fully control, and horses seemed to be one of those things. Though, he knew he'd look like a fool explaining that to the others. "Walking sounds good. Going a bit slower and having less to pay attention to will better free us up and catch details we might miss otherwise." A li
  3. "Glad to be joining you on another excursion." It seemed a third had joined the fold. "Hey there! Jade Hunter, Hirru! At your service." Bahr regarded the newcomer with a curt nod. "Bahr, Kingslayer," he replied concisely, though it felt strange to call himself such. When the man offered food, Bahr held out a palm and shook his head. "Much appreciated, but I filled up before I got here. I'll leave these for whoever else might need them." No sooner had the words left his lips than Mina appeared, rounding out their grouping into a solid four. A perfect quartet for labyrinth
  4. Once again, Bahr's nose had carried him to an unfamiliar place. Where food was concerned, he was helpless to fight the temptation. On this particular instance, he'd found himself at a shop that had exactly what he'd been looking for. What a fortuitous circumstance. "I'll take twenty of these ones," he stated greedily, pointing at the Smores. It wasn't clear how the delicious desert sandwiches would boost his Evasion, but he was more than willing to find out. Without another word, Demian would find 10,000 col sent his way to pay for the transaction. Bahr dismissed the transaction panel and
  5. As Bahr ascended the 28th floor, he couldn't help but marvel at the unique environment he found himself in. The moment he stepped off of the teleport pad, he was greeted by an eye-catching bloom of fall colors. The world around him was a captivating display of autumnal beauty. Everywhere he looked, the trees displayed a mesmerizing palette of warm hues. Deep oranges, rich reds, and vibrant yellows adorned the leaves, creating a stunning tapestry that stretched as far as the eye could see. The ground was carpeted with a thick layer of crisp, golden leaves that crunched beneath his boots wi
  6. Before much else happened, her gaze locked onto his eyes, the change in the hue of her complexion and expression catching him off guard. Bahr had grown accustomed to concealing his true feelings, but the way she stared at his altered eyes left him feeling exposed. "Your eyes," she said, tone tinted with disbelief, her own widened orbs betraying a sense of unfamiliarity. Her initial surprise was evident - an understandable reaction. The transformation of his eyes was startling, even for those who knew him well. Bahr blinked, then nodded in understanding. "Oh, that," he replied, trying
  7. Bahr's residence on the tenth floor sat in tranquil isolation, surrounded by the ethereal glow of luminescent flora and the gentle shimmer of crystalline formations. The delicate balance of the underground world made every corner of his property feel like a sanctuary, an oasis of serenity amidst the labyrinthine darkness. The soft babbling of the stream, the comforting radiance of the iridescent crystals, and the faint hum of the glowing plants created a harmonious symphony of peace and calm. Bahr's living room was a cozy retreat within the quiet refuge of his home. The warm glow of the c
  8. It had been quite a while since Bahr had visited his dear old friend in the caves of the floor he called home. But his recent acquisition in the fight against the obsidian dragon had given him reason to once again seek out the flamboyant violet-haired youth. With careful footwork, Bahr made his way through the network of caves, eventually happening upon the hidden shop after a few wrong turns. "Long time, no see," Bahr remarked as he sauntered into the shop, summoning his menu and navigating to the inventory, the unidentified sword materializing moments later as the panels were dispelled.
  9. Bahr took in the lavish surroundings, the grandeur of Raidou's abode, and the unexpected invitation with a composed exterior. There was an air of calculated opulence here that contrasted with his usual preference for simplicity. He acknowledged Raidou's extended hand with a firm shake, though suspicious leer that betrayed the platitude accompanied it. And as he looked into those Holloweeny eyes, it slowly dawned on Bahr that he'd met this man before. When the hell had he met Raidou? His memory lapse the year prior must have still had some lasting impressions. "Thank you for having us
  10. As Elora's spear became lodged in the Titanium Warden's knee joint, Bahr's instincts kicked into high gear. He couldn't afford to let her struggle with her weapon while the golem prepared to strike. With a quick decision, he surged forward, aiming to free her spear and push her out of harm's way simultaneously. Bahr's dark blade shimmered with energy as he closed the distance. In a fluid motion, he slashed at the connection between Elora's spear and the golem's armor. The blade's dark energy cut through the metal, freeing her weapon with a resounding clang, sparks flying as steel scraped again
  11. Bahr listened to Elora's candid remarks as they navigated the mysterious dungeon together. His compliment about her determination seemed to catch her by surprise, and she responded with a hint of humility. Elora, on the other hand, shared her preference for company during quests. She found motivation and entertainment in the presence of others, and the idea of tackling challenges alone didn't hold much appeal to her. It was a perspective Bahr could understand, even if he leaned towards solitary pursuits on occasion. As they descended further into the dungeon, the atmosphere grew more eeri
  12. With the black, scaled sword in hand, Bahr quietly opened his menu and began to navigate. He couldn't help but feel that wielding such a weapon would come with its own set of consequences, and for now, he was content with the sword safely stored in his virtual inventory. After a few swift taps, the sword vanished in a ribbon of light. It was time to leave this dark and foreboding castle behind. He had achieved his goal, defeating the fearsome dragon, and now he possessed a mysterious and powerful artifact. Exiting the castle, Bahr stepped into the daylight, the fresh air a welcome contras
  13. The blade was as black as the darkest night, with intricate patterns etched into the metal, resembling the scales of the dragon he had just slain. It was a work of artistry and craftsmanship, its design mirroring the fearsome creature it seemed to be inspired by. The hilt was adorned with onyx gemstones that glistened with an otherworldly brilliance. Carefully, Bahr reached into the chest and grasped the hilt of the sword. As he lifted it from its resting place, he could feel a surge of power emanating from the weapon. It was as if the sword itself held the essence of the dragon he had de
  14. "Doesn't feel much like an ending," Morningstar concluded aptly. "You're not wrong," Bahr included, eyes illuminated by the quest completion panel briefly scanning their surroundings for any unexpected additions to their quest. When none came, he let loose a sigh of relief and dismissed the window. "More like a beginning than anything." Afterward, he turned his attention again to the NPC that had accompanied them. "I believe you should be safe - for now." "Y-yes... hopefully..." Levi's trembling tone betrayed a sense of discomfort and unease. Bahr's eyes narrowed. Was Levi scar
  15. Bahr cast a sidelong glance toward Elora as they traversed the dark labyrinthine corridors of the dungeon. Although at first annoyed with her sudden shift of tune from sad to immediately happy, which just so happened to conveniently coincide with him relenting to her feminine wiles, her infectious enthusiasm and fiery determination had an effect on him. A subtle lift of his own spirits in the midst of their perilous (albeit so-far uneventful) journey. Her promise to save such sentiments for those who posed a threat elicited a faint quirk of Bahr's lips, an almost imperceptible sign of amusemen
  16. The duo made their way through the dimly lit streets of the city, heading towards Raidou's estate as Pinball guided them. Bahr's determined strides led the way, with Pinball trailing behind, his cloak concealing his form as they approached their destination. As they neared the imposing residence, Pinball deactivated his Tracking skill, and his eyes shifted to a more muted hue. He intended to maintain a watchful eye on their surroundings while Bahr took the lead in the upcoming confrontation. It made sense, Bahr supposed, that his companion would err on the side of caution, being that his
  17. Bahr nodded thoughtfully as he absorbed Pinball's assessment of the situation. He knew better than to underestimate the potential consequences of Raidou's actions, and Pinball's hunch about the lack of a clear endgame resonated with his own concerns - although Bahr had his own opinions on the matter. The notion that Raidou might be trying to do the right thing in his own way was a point of contention for both of them. Bahr had seen enough of the world's complexities to understand that good intentions didn't always lead to positive outcomes. The scowl that briefly marred Pinball's features
  18. As Elora's expression deteriorated into sour disappointment, so too did Bahr's conviction falter. His eyebrows furrowed into a concerned curve, before a twinge of annoyance contorted them. Her struggle was palpable, and he knew that navigating the challenges of Aincrad could be overwhelming, especially for a player like her who had recently seen a significant increase in rank. He listened carefully to her words, her admission of feeling inexperienced and unprepared for the responsibilities that came with her newfound status. Bahr could sense her determination, even in the face of self-dou
  19. A protracted silence hung between them, a quiet tension that was broken only when Pinball finally spoke. "Would it surprise you if I told you I was just feeling lonely?" The playful tone in Pinball's voice was a rare departure from their usual exchanges. In response, Bahr cracked a wry grin. "Lonely, huh?" he replied, voice laced with mock concern. "Well, I know I'm not exactly the most comforting company. But I'm here, aren't I?" Bahr took another sip of the underwhelming elven brew, his eyes fixed on Pinball as the scout finally revealed the reason for their meeting - the enig
  20. Mirrored bulbous reflections of text bounced from Bahr's amber orbs as they skittered across Pinball's message. It had been some time since he'd heard from the coal-haired youth. And while his impersonal tone of his message belied any sense of camaraderie, at least this time Bahr could get a drink out their correspondence. It wasn't like he was going to find what he was looking for here, anyway. Once the location data had integrated into his navigation, Bahr dispelled the fluorescent panel with a practiced flick of his wrist. With a soft huff, he pushed his prone body away from the damp,
  21. "A way out? Nah, you've got it all wrong! I'm not looking for a way out, just for my..." Admittedly, Bahr sort of tuned her out. He wasn't particularly interested in whatever excuses she was concocting. The unwavering shimmer of anxiety in her eyes, coupled with the innocuous equipment, gave Bahr all of the information he needed. If she were in trouble, he would help her - regardless of however coy she wanted to act about it. "I'm Elora, by the way --" Sheepishly, he saw a small hand extended toward him. "Bahr," he replied, extending one of his own palms to meet with hers.
  22. I declare Koga the winner because I have lost the plot of this exchange and have no desire to go further after all this time. :(
  23. Bahr had attempted to set himself up to be more difficult to hit, but it appeared his efforts had been futile. The line Koga carved straight through him sent his health bar plummeting at an alarming rate. Whatever small measure of time the Stun had been afflicted against him, it had been more than enough to allow Koga to close the small distance that had existed between them. Again his HUD breedled at him, this time indicating two other statuses. Burn and Rend. He could feel the heat inside of him, whatever amalgamation of ones and zeros comprised the interior of his torso. Did he even t
  24. She stumbled backward, crashing into him with all the ferocity and elegance of a lost baby walrus. With a thud, her back connected with his chest for the briefest of moments, the impact swaying his frame with all the force and grace of an angel's fart, before she recoiled as though her spine had met with hot coals. She spun in a most ungracious manner, screaming some sort of animalistic, shrill howl that made Bahr's skin crawl the same way nails on a chalkboard might. She brandished a weapon - polearm - and pointed it in the swordsman's face. Bahr cocked his head as curses escaped her lips, he
  25. It was almost amusing how unaware they were. And loud. If they had any intention of concealing themselves, they were doing a piss-poor job of it. But something told Bahr that they hadn't the faintest care in the world. After all, it was only the eighth floor, right? It couldn't possibly be that dangerous, right? Bahr could have struck them all down where they stood. Not that he had any intention of doing so - it was just the fact that he could. Player Killers didn't abide by the guidelines of system-sanctioned duels. There was nothing here protecting them from someone like Bahr other than
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