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  1. Then, suddenly, death was no longer approaching. Dederick opened his eyes to the welcome sight of a canopy of green shielding him from the harsh rays of sunlight that beamed down from beyond. He blinked, then blinked again before furrowing his brows and trying to make sense of it all. A fish man, boar, and goblin? Who would ever believe that something like that could be a threat? Dederick simply chalked up that it had only been a dream version of himself that allowed himself to become so perturbed by enemies so benign. Still, it had been a harrowing experience. He thought for sure
  2. Similarly, Dederick had lost the rest of his party in the fray. All attempts to reach the mobs had been met with repulsion from the other players who, despite their unrefined statures, were overwhelmingly strong when put together in such high volumes, and prevented him from approach. He simply wasn't strong enough to make it through. "Damn it," he muttered as he set his jaw. Was there even a point in continuing now? What was he doing here? He was supposed to be a tank, but he hadn't managed to protect anybody. The most impressive thing he'd accomplished was grandstanding and posturing. Wh
  3. I told them to stay behind me... was all Dederick could think as he watched the women who had apparently become part of his party rush past him and toward the bosses. Who were eating maximum level player attacks to the chin as though they were nothing, and coming back from the dead even if they did end up hurt. Dederick had never been a man for video games, but it didn't take an MMO savant to recognize that such an act was pure tomfoolery. But he had an obligation to back them up. So, without a word, he rushed forward into the crowd. But the crowd, as it turned out, was either equall
  4. Though Dederick usually tried to ignore such things, he couldn't help but notice that Jackpot was more off-kilter than usual. Dederick had always known the man to be very smooth, suave, and confident. Especially around women. Had he lost his zeal, or did he just turn into a blubbering idiot under pressure? It was difficult to tell, and Dederick didn't care enough to get to the bottom of it, anyway. "Can you guys quiet down? I'm trying to concentrate," spat Dederick over his shoulder. Trying to discern just what the hell Jackpot had gotten them into was making it difficult to focus. "
  5. So this was it, then? Mockeries of gods. Dederick wasn't all that surprised - more so, he was surprised in just how angry it made him. These idols were false, cruel caricatures of true holiness. As Dederick watched his health instantly half, then cap off, he knew they were in for the fight of their lives. But the insult that these creatures carried with them was absolutely unforgivable. "D-Dederick... I don't know if being here is such a good idea..." And of course, this fool couldn't handle it. "Nonsense. We should have expected something like this. The god of this world wouldn
  6. We are the "noobs," was all Dederick could think to himself as Jackpot yammered on about how many low leveled players had shown up to what should have been surmised as a high level event. If there truly was something that could let the denizens of Aincrad out after only having cleared a quarter of the floors, it was likely so terrifying that the majority of the players here would either be forced to scurry away, or perish trying. There was probably a good chance that even the veterans may perish. But as a knight, he had sworn an oath to serve the populace of this floating hell - retreat was no
  7. Dederick sends the Crafter's Respite that @Oscar had been patiently waiting for.
  8. Dederick gives Bahr a spare Crafter's Respite potion because the dice gods are not smiling upon him today.
  9. Name: Crafter's Respite Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 5 ID: 135952-1 Roll: CD: 12 | LD: 19 Item Type: Potion Tier: 1 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Crafter's Respite Description: "Drink this to double your crafting attempts." Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/18400-f01-r5-alchemist-ded-wrath-beyond-orders-closed-until-further-notice/?do=findComment&comment=596940 Name: Crafter's Respite Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 5 ID: 135952-2 Roll: CD: 12 | LD: 19 Item Type: Potion Tier: 1 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Crafter's Respite Description:
  10. Crafter's Respite Potion consumed. (+6 crafting attempts) - 12 T1 Materials + 5 T1 Materials salvaged + 87 EXP Crafting
  11. "Awesome job!" Dederick congratulated enthusiastically. "Guess I've gotta catch up now," he mused, looking around for another pack of the tiny vermin. He stepped forward, scrutinized a patch of brush, then swept an oversized leaf aside. Hiding beneath were three more of the very creatures he sought to hunt. "Found you, you little pests." He charged up a Sword Art. Released it. Heard his sword whistle through the air. Then blinked in confusion. One? He'd only hit one of them? And he hadn't even gotten a Boar Tusk out of it. Bewildered by his utter failure, he hardly even noticed that the r
  12. Dederick gives Bahr a thing because he needs to do a thing. The Thing:
  13. Name: Potion of Lesser Power Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 5 ID: 134595 Roll: CD: 9 | LD: 4 Item Type: Potion Tier: 1 Quality: Uncommon Enhancements: DMG 1 Description: "Drink this and become stronger than you once were." Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/18400-f01-r5-alchemist-ded-wrath-beyond-orders-closed-until-further-notice/?do=findComment&comment=594921 Name: Potion of Lesser Power Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 5 ID: 134599 Roll: CD: 8 | LD: 14 Item Type: Potion Tier: 1 Quality: Uncommon Enhancements: DMG 1 Description: "Drink this
  14. Crafter's Respite Potion consumed. (+6 crafting attempts) - 12 T1 Materials + 2 T1 Materials salvaged + 82 EXP Stryder's Package: Crafting:
  15. Dederick took the man's hand appreciatively, giving it a firm shake. "If I'm being honest, it really felt like I would be the one taking the pounding here," he admitted as he bent over to retrieve his fallen equipment. Despite the win, Dederick didn't feel any better about the soup. He'd avenged it, but for what? It still stained the grass between them. "Hey. Let's go get some new soup. That's really the only appropriate way to amend a situation like this. My treat." His sword and shield came to a rest on his back before he turned and began meandering back toward the Town of Beginnin
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