Gaius

"Good." Gaius huffs twisting the lock shut, just as smitten and annoyed. "If you've been planning this for this long, next time maybe let me in on the action. Springing this shit on me, last minute no shit I am going to assume crap. You keep trying to do all this shit on your own, hurrying off all the time to do whatever fleeting fancy you have bouncing around in that head of yours. We are supposed to be a team Freya, which means you need to include me in this shit. I am glad you planned this out, but maybe next time ask me first or yanno let me help out." The fact of the matter was, she was always rushing off to do her own thing, Gaius was usually the last to know.

Here he was worried sick that she was stuck on a pole somewhere, and he'd be the last to know. "You wanna fucking relax, let's relax. But don't pretend like I am not trying to. Also wtf, did Shiina eat her?" The anger got him so mixed up that that last bit sunk in a bit weird. He didn't know how to interpret that last bit at all. "Let's go feed your dad before he tries to eat a rock or something, he seems just tough enough to try it." The funny thing was, Gaius had, and he was speaking from experience. Into the town of Deepedge, Gaius hops in first and a flash of blue light tears him up to floor 25. He was going to have the world's angriest beach party.

The door being cast open by a total lunatic, Gaius was still only halfway down that cup. He slightly expected this, after all, Freya had a habit of being bonkers at times. "Freya." He twists to peer over his shoulder, still sat in front of that bar. "You know what we were doing the last time we went out, like a day or two ago. I watched your old man throw a fucking dragon by the tail. He wasn't exactly at full capacity, and tired people are irritable. Did you really drag him out there?" It was odd, it was almost like Gaius gave a crap. "Did you even bring one for him? I sure as hell hoped you weren't just expecting to shove him in one with Shiina. Otherwise, he isn't going to get an ounce of sleep. This is the crap you have got to think about before you just do these things." A bit huffed, an obvious bit of irritation on his tone. "Fine, but at least bring a separate tent for 'daddy dearest'. Maybe prepare some shit just in case we haven't managed to fish anything up. Sometimes I swear, Freya, I act like your...." He doesn't finish that sentence, for that epiphany was a bit too close to home. Sliding off the stool and bringing that now empty cup into the back kitchen.

Fiddling with a gold key, and offering a very heavy sigh. An arm full of Boris who looked pretty damn close to a stuffed animal. "Guess we are going to the beach, stay on the sand." He motions the bear to look at him plainly.

The steam billowing out of a single cup of tea, reading through the guild chat message after message. Akin to a man reading a paper, as the constant talking made the words fly past at rapid pace even this late in the evening. "Never changes." Gaius remarks as he takes a sip of that hot brew. The small growl at his back, Gaius leans past his cup to see Boris. "What? I already fed you." As the bear points toward his mouth with a paw, always hungry. Shaking his head no. "Nope, I don't know if you can poop, but I ain't taking that chance." A message directed at him, a little flashing envelope blinking on the side of his view. "Great, here we go." Expecting to be dragged into another shit show, taking another swig of his teacup. Not what he was expecting, instead it was a birdie from Freya. "A beach trip, are you high?" Gaius begins to jab the keys with his teacup in hand, pecking away like a bird against bird feed:

The message was sent off in an instant, hopefully it would discourage her from hanging out in the sand by herself like a weirdo. After all, she had a perfectly good bed here. Boris pulls on his pant leg, drawing his attention. "Don't look at me like that, she knows I am right." Another tug, and a point toward the inbox on his screen. Gaius's eyes narrow.

Hyperactive CD [2/3]

Raising that glaive as it spun, it fluctuates more and more, enough that one could see him clearly despite any amount of lighting. So much of his energy had been forced into but a single art, a trick that really only he had. As the rest of the party rushes for the sidelines, Gaius halts it with a close of his fist, the power emanating off Brionac in waves rippling out from the edge. He winds back, drawing it over his shoulder as it crackles and screams, burning away the surrounding wind. It leaves a stream of color as it moves, that lingers far longer than it should. Every bit of force he could plant into it, "Catch" The dragoon heaves that shit as hard as he can. Once it leaves his hand it breaks the sound barrier, casting off so much untapped potential, it slams him into the wall behind him. Ugzeke attempts to lift his one good arm in defense.

It passes through clean, erasing everything in the maelstrom of color that left nothing behind. Ugzeke was no more, and where he stood was a nice cut circle. Nothing left to tell he even existed in the first place.

Post Action | ST-I [x15], -12 EN (Stamina, Shift)

ID:202634 | BD:10, CD: 1, CRIT+2 Using [x15] ST-I vs. Ugzeke Dealing 29+2+18=49*15=735*2=1470-120=1350 DMG, [BLD: 48/2] applied, Paralyze removed due to Antidote
Heavy Momentum Fades

Loot Roll:
ID:202640 | Battle:10, Craft:8, Loot:2+6=8

Players:
(H: 1) Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 3/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 1) Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 59/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 2) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 7/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 4) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 54/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 1/3 | TRL BLD
(H: 1) Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 14/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 3) Griswold | HP: 757/897 | EN: 34/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 1334/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter 1:2][Shatter 2:3][Fl. Thorn 32/1]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Loot:
27280*Col
T4 Rare Trinket #202640a

Hyperactive CD [1/3]

Eyes dance to that little cursor, slowly building around a tiny squared icon. "Why does this thing always seem to take different amounts of time to charge?" Gaius yells, staring at the HUD only he could really see. "Keep him busy for me?" The dragoon looks to Griswold, spinning the glaive and trying to get it to jump start. Something, anything to get this thing hurried along, looking to the rest of the party, who collectively were tapped the fuck out. The boon of his wind only really applied to him, his endurance was pretty damn hard to match as a result. "I'll try and kick-start this crap, just buy me some time." Expecting to be chastised for the delay, but instead a response he was hoping to hear. "Do it. I'll grab its attention." A grin as that weapon starts to blur into a wheel of light, becoming more and more luminous with every turn.

Post Action | ST-I [x15], -2 EN (Stamina, Shift)
ID:202626 | BD:1+2+1=1, CD: 2, MISS Using [x15] ST-I vs. Ugzeke
Heavy Momentum Triggered (+18 Base DMG)

Players:
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 12/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 57/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 1) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 10/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 1) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 62/110 | DMG: 29(+18) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 22/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Griswold | HP: 837/897 | EN: 40/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 2912/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 140 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter 1:3]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Leaning down with that breeze still working its way around him, his polearm still not charged enough to deliver a finisher. He moves close to Kasumi hoping that the breeze would do her some good. "You alright?" Gaius remarks, and as he moves in closer proximity, something shifts. Something changes. The wind becomes softer, more defined and gentle near its nexus. Slowly, Kasumi's breathing starts to stabilize. "I guess so." Gaius didn't quite consider that the effect was coming from him. He keeps his glaive between him and the girl, and the enemy they were facing off with still peeling their ass off the floor. "Just a bit more, think you can last out long enough. I don't really think you want me to have to carry you home." As the blossom looks up at him, in a bit of a daze, she mutters to him. "You've changed quite a bit." It sticks in his head, the hell was that supposed to mean.

Post Action | Hyperactive on Kasumi (+3 EN for 3 turns), -5 EN
Hyperactive CD [0/3]

Players:
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 63/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 5/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 8/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 60/110 | DMG: 29(+12) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 15/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Griswold | HP: 829/897 | EN: 46/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
[0,1,1,0,0,3] Drakeling Wyrm #2 | HP: 268/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,1,3,1,2,3] Budding Matriarch | HP: 38/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 2 [FRSTB: 40/1][BRN: 56/2]

Charge Refreshed

Right into the mouth of this manifested skull looking doorway. Yeah, this was a great idea, wasn't it. Gaius shakes his head, trying to rid himself of doubt. Nowadays, he actually had something to live for, so the thought of diving headfirst into the unknown wasn't really on his set of good ideas. A bit of wind pressure forms around him, sending a scattering of dust and debris, "Not ready, also feels like kinda a waste." Gaius takes account of the drakes about the size of raptors. Normally, his attacks were best saved for larger dudes that could take a beating. These didn't quite fit that bill. "Looks like it's still charging." He quickly remarks to the group, giving them a sit-rep of what to expect from him. Until that skill was charged up, he was virtually useless. All up until he tossed the holy hand grenade and wiped the slate clean. Bah Bah, Chargin' my attack!

Post Action | ST-B [x23], -2 EN (Stamina, Shift)

ID:202612 | BD:6+2-3=5, CD: 12, MISS Using [x23] ST-B vs. Budding Matriarch
Heavy Momentum Triggered (+12 Base)

Players:
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 69/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 13/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 19/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 61/110 | DMG: 29(+12) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 28/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Griswold | HP: 897/897 | EN: 44/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
[0,0,0,0,0,0] Drakeling Wyrm #1 | HP: 700/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,0,0,0,0,0] Drakeling Wyrm #2 | HP: 700/700 | DMG: 280 | MIT: 90 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 2
[0,0,1,1,0,0] Budding Matriarch | HP: 1580/2000 | DMG: 360 | MIT: 160 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 3

Critical (MD 9): Deals (400) DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals (240) DMG to every other player.
Critical (MD 10): Deals (440) DMG to the target with the highest hate. Also deals (340) DMG to every other player.

Holding his weapon off to the side, energy beginning to fill the point and expand out from there. The glaive becoming like a torch, allowing light to cast on the right side of his face. "You all got him right, he scared the shit out of me." The dragoon admits, having not fought him in quite a while. He'd forgotten that anything that large even could fit in such a tiny cave. "I am just going to charge this thing up for the next room or whatever, keep me posted if you need a hand." Eyeing the dude on the floor, his eyebrow perked up, matched with a grin. "Doesn't really seem like it, though, sure as hell looks like you all got that handled." The weapon begins to whine in a high pitch, that pooling stamina making it glow brighter and brighter. This was about as anime as it got, spend a few minutes charging up the laser beam to one shot your foes.

Post Action | ST-I [x15], -2 EN (Stamina, Shift)

ID:202524 | BD:2+2+1=5, CD: 10, MISS Using [x15] ST-I vs. Ugzeke
(ST-B Unlocked), Heavy Momentum Triggered +6 Base

Players:
(H: 3) Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 59/110 | DMG: 29(+6) | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 767/806 | EN: 68/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 1) Kasumi | HP: 823/851 | EN: 45/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 1) Setsuna | HP: 675/828 | EN: 36/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 1) Celeste | HP: 697/716 | EN: 37/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 3) Griswold | HP: 897/897 | EN: 50/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 1559/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 120 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1 [Shatter:1/2][Shatter:2/2]
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Another Floor (23), Later Time
Charge CD [1/3], Recovers 34 via BH

A bit later in the day, having seen themselves out of the dragon's lair without any issue. This was due to the string of lines of chalk left behind by Simmone. Still buffed out of their eyeballs, one by one the players find their way into the warp pad. Each addition met with a flash of blue light and Gaius being the last to hurry through. "We even in the right area?" Gaius remarks against the dimly lit wall, but is offered no response. Save one, obvious grumble that makes his ears perk up. They were not alone, and on impulse Gaius rips up his weapon and lets rip something far too powerful for such a small room. The entire place lights up in green light, casting the whole place visible for but a brief instant. "The fuck is that!?" The dragoon barks as his glaive ceases to glow, finding an audible "OUCH?" Play back to greet him.

Post Action | ST-B [x23], -20 EN (Stamina, Last Well Rested -1)

ID:202507 | BD:5+2+1=8, CD: 4, HIT Using [x23] ST-B vs. Ugzeke Dealing 667-160=507 DMG

Players:
(H: 2) Gaius | HP: 735/873 | EN: 57/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 566/806 | EN: 79/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 611/851 | EN: 50/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Setsuna | HP: 468/828 | EN: 43/92 | DMG: 29(+8) | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Celeste | HP: 497/716 | EN: 45/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Griswold | HP: 665/897 | EN: 58/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Mobs:
Ugzeke | HP: 2593/3100 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 160 | ACC: 2 | EVA: -1
Oblivious | Every turn, unless <<Ugzeke>> rolls CD 5+, he will remain oblivious to the enemy party and refuse to attack. This skill is disabled once <<Ugzeke>> becomes <<In Pain>>.
In Pain | Once <<Ugzeke’s>> health reaches 1200, he will become enraged as his skin turns red and he notices the party fully. His ACC is reduced to 1, but his EVA is increased to 2.
Smash | On an MD 9-10, his attack will hit the entire party for 225 DMG, lowering everyone’s ACC by 1 for two turns.
Hard Hitter | <<Ugzeke’s>> attacks cannot be parried.

Sliding that steak onto a plate and allowing it to cool. "I ain't scared, I am just smart enough to know not to die. Part of getting older." Watching Freya just wing her ass through a million attempts at cooking what she was trying to. "Why are you doing it like that!?" Gaius bubbles up, she was getting a rise out of him almost deliberately as she drops a damn eggshell into the pan by cracking it on the side of a bowl. "Watch." He moves her off to the side, and with an index and a thumb taps it once on the edge of the pan. Right into the thing, one solid movement, and he casts the shell back into the carton. The damn thing could still be unopened it was so smooth. "Now you handle that." His eyes peer through the window, and he sighs. Griswold and him lock eyes for a moment, and he can feel a crawl up his spine. 'Daddy dearest' raises an eyebrow. "Grab me some cilantro." His eyes look down to the countertop with a gulp. "And a few cheeses."

ID:202373 | Battle:9, Craft:12+1, Loot:17 (Fuck if I ain't a chef)

The guy looked like he was about to blow a gasket. "Freya, everything is not fine. You brought your dad in here, the last time we 'hung out' he told me he'd kill me. That was before he knew that we were going to yanno~" A whistle as he pops his head back toward the window. "I love the idea of giving him a full plate of food, to give him all the energy he needs to beat me to death with a table. Have you seen him? The guy is like a walking brick house." Turning the burner back up, and continuing the hunk of steak he was working on for the guild. Sometimes Freya was absolutely insane. Through his head: oh by the way Gaius I am bringing my dad home, cook him breakfast food at like 4 pm in the afternoon. He totally isn't going to kill you given you and me just got engaged. The thoughts poured through his head, trying his best to keep himself calm with the mental bickering. Why was this a good idea?

ID:202371 | Battle:5, Craft:2+1, Loot:12 (Gaius is the distract)

Out of nowhere, Freya was home, and by the time he can even acknowledge the fact after shoving Boris out of the kitchen. The little ass just couldn't stay out of the pantry ever. Freya breaks the news and her little plan to him. "What!? Helping you with what?" Gaius barks with his hand creating a cup around his mouth. "Are you crazy?" Taking a peek out the window. Griswold was sitting at the counter, and he quickly darts back out of view. "He's here to kill me, isn't he. I knew this was going to happen." Ruffling his hair nervously, trying his best to remain out of the tiny little opening that showed the rest of the building away. "I had so much left to live for." He sighs and fiddles with the burner, contemplating the best course of action to get the hell out of here. Eyes wide, as he looks toward the walls in the back of the kitchen. Why didn't he make this part of the building have any escape hatches.

Recovers 34 via BH

Like a ball on a string, that thing just starts spinning and gets tossed. "Yeah, wait for it." Gaius barks out, his polearm riding the space just to the right of his head. The winds begin, and without warning, the usually forever charging skill fully finishes in a blink of an eye. Beneath his breath, he murmurs, "Why didn't you do this last time?" Winding back, as that weapon glows so bright that it vanishes within that lime green glow. His frame peels back, his left arm drawing out in front of him in reverse. Dragon was moving toward him at surprising speeds, man, that guy was stronger than he let on. And he let on that he was strong as shit. "Here goes nothing!" Gaius yells out as his hands exchange and his body weight shifts. Releasing the handle, sees a sonic boom with enough power that it actually causes him to gain some height.

Rings form as it burns a trail through the air, these fleeting white circles as it breaks the barriers of sound. Instantly, as if all hell breaks loose, it connects with that vaulted lizard. Finding a space in its chest, it discharges like a grenade. That green color quickly shifts to a just a mess of hues, the blast forming a sphere of energy all bottled up. The blast sends players below sliding just from the sheer explosion. Once it finally fades, all that remains is Gaius slowly descending with a grin and everyone with a very loud ringing in their ears. Well, that, and some raining bits of dragon of different sizes.

Post Action | ST-II [x18], -14 EN (Stamina, Well Rested -1/1, +8 Charge)
Charge CD [0/3]
Free Action | Crystal of Divine Light (+8 Holy), Double Inbound Damage until next turn

ID:202352 | BD:10, CD: 9, CRIT+2 Using [x18] ST-II vs. Shadow Dragon Matriarch Dealing 29+8+5+2=44x18=792x2=1584-110=1474 DMG, [BLD: 96/2] applied. Paralyze Negated via Antidote.
(ST-B Unlocked)

Loot Roll:
ID:202635 | Battle:10, Craft:6, Loot:17+6

Players:
(H: 5) Gaius | HP: 701/873 | EN: 73/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 2/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 566/806 | EN: 79/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 3) Kasumi | HP: 611/851 | EN: 50/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 2) Setsuna | HP: 468/828 | EN: 43/92 | DMG: 29(+8) | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 1) Celeste | HP: 497/716 | EN: 45/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 4) Griswold | HP: 665/897 | EN: 54/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Boss:
Shadow Dragon Matriarch | HP: 1335/4500 | DMG: 250 | MIT: 110 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 3 | Incarcerate [Shatter 1:2][Shatter 2:3][Fl. Thorn 64/2]
Immunity: Hypnosis, Lullaby, Misperception, Paralyze, Freeze, Stunned (Familiar)
Dragon’s Scales: Mitigation Minimum 110
Tail Swipe: When rolling MD 9-10, the Matriarch will use its tail as a whip to attack all the party, dealing 120 unmitigatable damage and lower everyone’s energy by 10.
Piercing Gaze: On a CD 10+, the boss will paralyze the player with the lowest hate for a turn before attacking normally. This skill cannot activate alongside <<Tail Swipe>> or <<Hellfire>>.
Vicious Stomp: In the case of a CD 6-9 and LD 10+, the Matriarch will stomp the ground, lowering the entire party’s EVA by 1 for two turns. This effect does not stacked and any further activations will refresh its duration.
Preparation: Every four turns, the boss will attack the player with the highest hate for 100 DMG before flying up in the air, preparing to bombard the players with fire on its next turn. 
Hellfire: After staying in <<Preparation>> for a turn uninterrupted, the boss will breathe out fire on the players, dealing 300 unmitigatable DMG and applying 24 Burn DMG for the next two turns.
Bring Down The House: If the Matriarch is still in <<Preparation>>, players can deal 750 DMG to it to knock it out of the sky. Doing so will prevent it from using <<Hellfire>> and deal an additional 250 unmitigatable DMG to it.

Total Loot:
24750*Col
2*Materials
T4 Perfect Armor/Shield #202635a
T4 Perfect Weapon #202635b
T4 Perfect Weapon #202635c

Noticed BH didn't include HP increases, Celeste & Gaius adjusted
Recovers 34 via BH, ID:202340 | Battle:7, Craft:4, Loot:15 (No Proc)

Right into the air, Gaius drops onto its head, the spear impaling an eye. It screams through muffled lips. "Miss me, old man?" Gaius barks with that same shit eating grin he loved to present, and one could swear they could see his teeth glimmer. Griswold pays him a scowl, and he cannot help but reciprocate back, "What, worked didn't it?" Griswold lets some fire slip before clutching back on, "Your late!" he yells over heavy panting as the color makes him light up. Ripping the weapon out of the creature's face, a spray of red data as he leans low. Holding on for dear life, trying to keep this thing busy for long enough for it to be slain. Gaius leans low, "When I get up there, it's time to show you what I can do, yeah? Think you can get this fucker up?" A nod from the smith, and the Dragoon leaps with enough force to make the thing shrink a bit as its neck as used as a diving board.

Post Action | ST-I [x15], -11 EN (Stamina, Well Rested -1/2)

ID:202339 | BD:5+2-1=6, CD: 4, HIT Using [x15] ST-I vs. Shadow Dragon Matriarch Dealing 435-130=305 DMG

Players:
(H: 2) Gaius | HP: 787/873 | EN: 93/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 34 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 3/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 686/806 | EN: 79/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
(H: 2) Kasumi | HP: 731/851 | EN: 65/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
(H: 1) Setsuna | HP: 708/828 | EN: 63/92 | DMG: 29(+8) | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
(H: 1) Celeste | HP: 596/716 | EN: 52/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 21 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
(H: 2) Griswold | HP: 777/897 | EN: 70/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Boss:
Shadow Dragon Matriarch | HP: 3049/4500 | DMG: 250 | MIT: 130 | EVA: 1 | ACC: 3 | Incarcerate [STK: 80/1][Shatter 1:2][Fl. Thorn 64/2]
Immunity: Hypnosis, Lullaby, Misperception, Paralyze, Freeze, Stunned (Familiar)
Dragon’s Scales: Mitigation Minimum 110
Tail Swipe: When rolling MD 9-10, the Matriarch will use its tail as a whip to attack all of the party, dealing 120 unmitigatable damage and lower everyone’s energy by 10.
Piercing Gaze: On a CD 10+, the boss will paralyze the player with the lowest hate for a turn before attacking normally. This skill cannot activate alongside <<Tail Swipe>> or <<Hellfire>>.
Vicious Stomp: In the case of a CD 6-9 and LD 10+, the Matriarch will stomp the ground, lowering the entire party’s EVA by 1 for two turns. This effect does not stacked and any further activations will refresh its duration.
Preparation: Every four turns, the boss will attack the player with the highest hate for 100 DMG before flying up in the air, preparing to bombard the players with fire on its next turn. 
Hellfire: After staying in <<Preparation>> for a turn uninterrupted, the boss will breathe out fire on the players, dealing 300 unmitigatable DMG and applying 24 Burn DMG for the next two turns.
Bring Down The House: If the Matriarch is still in <<Preparation>>, players can deal 750 DMG to it to knock it out of the sky. Doing so will prevent it from using <<Hellfire>> and deal an additional 250 unmitigatable DMG to it.

Twisting on his heel, after the beckon from Simmone to give this crazy shit a shot. "Sure hope this works, if not, I hope it eats you first." The dragoon raises his weapon over his right shoulder, a bit of lime green light claiming its point. It begins to burn hot, washing in that color of all of his sword arts. He takes two rapid steps forward, aiming for the largest target in the sky. His arm falls, his body folding forward as he heaves it with all his might. It evolves from a single raised weapon to a solid and volatile missile, the force alone causes the air to break and clap from the released energy. Through the air in blinding speeds, it impacts a wing with deadly accuracy. Screaming as it spirals out of control, slamming into the tower and the adjacent wall reduces all of it to rubble. "Bullseye, get it before it gets up!" Gaius barks as his weapon reappears in his clutches, and he starts to rush toward it.

ID:202322 | Battle:7, Craft:1, Loot:13+6=19 (Tower Found, Combat Begins)

Players:
Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 110/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 31 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 3/3 | TRL BLD
Simmoné | HP: 806/806 | EN: 90/90 | DMG: 27 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 3 | LD: 8 | BLD: 48 | BLGT: 32 | BRN: 56 | ENV.O: 32 | REC: 8
Kasumi | HP: 851/851 | EN: 94/94 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Setsuna | HP: 828/828 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 4 | FLN: 16 | FRZ | FRSTB: 40 | RSKY: 8
Celeste | HP: 716/716 | EN: 82/82 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 63 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 6 | BH: 19 | LD: 3 | BRN: 56 | HLY: 16 | PHASE
Griswold | HP: 897/897 | EN: 90/90 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 4 | BH: 8 | AA | FL. THRN: 16 | TAUNT | THRNS: 112 | LD: 3

Boss:
Shadow Dragon Matriarch | HP: 4500/4500 | DMG: 250 | MIT: 20 | EVA: 6 | ACC: 6 | LD: 1 | KEEN: 1 | P.V.O | PHASE | STK: 40
Immunity: Hypnosis, Lullaby, Misperception, Paralyze, Freeze, Stunned (Familiar)
Dragon’s Scales: Mitigation Minimum 110
Tail Swipe: When rolling MD 9-10, the Matriarch will use its tail as a whip to attack all of the party, dealing 120 unmitigatable damage and lower everyone’s energy by 10.
Piercing Gaze: On a CD 10+, the boss will paralyze the player with the lowest hate for a turn before attacking normally. This skill cannot activate alongside <<Tail Swipe>> or <<Hellfire>>.
Vicious Stomp: In the case of a CD 6-9 and LD 10+, the Matriarch will stomp the ground, lowering the entire party’s EVA by 1 for two turns. This effect does not stacked and any further activations will refresh its duration.
Preparation: Every four turns, the boss will attack the player with the highest hate for 100 DMG before flying up in the air, preparing to bombard the players with fire on its next turn. 
Hellfire: After staying in <<Preparation>> for a turn uninterrupted, the boss will breathe out fire on the players, dealing 300 unmitigatable DMG and applying 24 Burn DMG for the next two turns.
Bring Down The House: If the Matriarch is still in <<Preparation>>, players can deal 750 DMG to it to knock it out of the sky. Doing so will prevent it from using <<Hellfire>> and deal an additional 250 unmitigatable DMG to it.

Pressed against one of the massive stone walls like a spider, those were fucking dragons. "You know what dragons do? They fly." Gaius remarks with the realization that no one had thought of this shit before. He jumped, they flew. That means he was about to be point-blank with some of these damn things, and gravity was a bitch. "But I guess we are kinda in the thick of it now." Gaius remarks with a cupped hand, trying to keep his voice down. They'd opened this can of worms, and no matter how crazy this shit was, they'd have to make good on it. Brandishing his glaive, he swallows hard. "Right behind you, but one of you get its attention first, so I don't jump right into its mouth or something." The imagery gets stuck in his head, of him pole-vaulting right into an open maw and becomes some very fast food.

Consumed
Accuracy +2 Feast [0/6]
Evasion +2 Feast (Kasumi) [1/6]
Loot Dice +3 Feast (Simmone) [0/6]
Protein +2 Feast (Celeste) [1/6] {Filled}
Damage +3: 198859-2
Field Ration
Antidote +3: 149554-1
Troll's Blood: 200021
Mega Slime Farm: +10% Final EXP

Gaius | HP: 873/873 | EN: 110/110 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | EVA: 2 | ACC: 2 | BH: 31 | LD: 6 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6 | Dote: 3/3 | TRL BLD

Caught a little off kilter, Sam turning into a total goof as she recounted her life story and some greater meaning. An eyebrow perks up as he struggles not to smirk. "Did you bump your head?" The fact of the matter was, although similar, yet he wasn't about to jump on that ship with her. Sam looked like a damn nutcase, and Gaius wasn't one to just accept some strange dream as fact. "Maybe you need a moment to sort yourself out, we'll be here when yah do. But..." He travels away from the chick before he breaks a smile with his left hand. "What the hell are we supposed to do with that kind of info? You want us to wait till you take a nap and all take turns jumping on your forehead to see if one of us fall in?" Yeah, it was a joke, but frankly, what the hell were they going to do with that?

In the storage room, still taking shots out of his peripheral at the twins dumping a crate down. Gaius begins to add these small boxes from his inventory to the shelving, hearing a ruckus downstairs. "Ugh, I need more tea." Gaius remarks before his eyes catch the twins, staring at him without blinking. Another shiver down his spine, immediately creeping him out. "No, that doesn't mean I want you to get me tea." They start moving again, ripping the top off that crate and beginning to pour objects onto the shelving, the same as him. Occasionally they need to reach somewhere higher, and create a human step latter to place materials on the top most shelving. They were pretty damn impressive. And weird. Clutching some foodstuff and adding them to a bag, that he slings over his left shoulder. He just had to get the hell out of here. "What's all the hubbub, you all trying to kill each other down here?"

Right into the hectic early morning, which Gaius was making his delivery far earlier than normal. Usually his happened near the midafternoon, right when it was getting dark out. "This is normally why I don't show up this early." The dragoon murmurs as he attempts to make his way past the hustle and bustle within this place, as the girls ahead of him tear total ass up the stairs with something far too big. It grinds on the walls, and subtly Gaius mutters "The hell is even in that anyway?" The girl's hearing is far better than he expects. They both turn to him and look down "It's materials, for the guild." they quickly spew before continuing their ascent up and round the corner to the right. They really were creepy, they even speak together like the girls from the shining. A shutter, with the thought, that Simmone was some sort of ghost haunting this place with her spoopy children pets.

A sudden snap to attention, threatening to catapult him into the water as the glow in his eyes fades. "What the fuck was that just now?" Gaius barks to an empty field, clutching his face and rubbing feverishly. He stands and bends, attempting to shake the tingling out of his legs. "Was that a dream? The hell is wrong with me..." remarked without a single concern to who may hear him. Then he just screams before raking his head in his hands, scratching away the crazy.

"A past that haunts me?" Having yelled out some of that pent-up weirdness. His eyes immediately dart to his sleeve, one that looked quite a bit like the one he had back home. "As if." Gaius scoffs, trying to lie to himself, as it sunk in beneath this skin like a razor. Eyes find his hands, tracing the lines in tanned colored folds. "The hell do you know!" The dragoon explodes again, hooting and hollering and completely killing the peace and quiet around him.

Crunching his hands up into fists, and immediately charging down the nearest thing he could hit.

*Thud*

<<Immovable Object>>

*Thud*

<<Immovable Object>>

Knuckles fresh and beaten red, tiny fractals of data blooming and floating away. "The hell do you know?" he murmurs as he looks at his battered fists, this rendition sounding more like a question than an attack. "I'm not weak, I'll never be weak. I don't know who the hell you think I am, but I ain't no damn push over. You wanna be found, You want me to find you. I'll find you, and you better have some damn good answers."

Shifting slightly and his head wavers, as he snorts. Eyes begin to twist and wiggle beneath his eyelids. They perk open just a bit, and with it a sliver of lime green light. Sudden winds, cast across the dock, rake through his hair and make it move. Rings turn to waves, pushing the water into a reciprocating current. Still out cold, but yet slight movement and troubled breathing. "Show yourself!" Gaius barks against that gale, finding the howling from it so damn pungent. Curious, with a sense of control that he'd yet to experience. Scanning a horizon, one that mirrored floor 6 in its expanse. The smallest of cries from beasts within the woods, a strange dive that he couldn't even fathom how he ended up here.

*zzz*

His teeth grit, looking for what ever intruder he could just barely make out. "Damn you, stop hiding!" Gaius barks against that storm, finding the air keeping him from making any progression. Lost and confused, without a clue. This was the first time he had ever experienced this place personally. Instead, he was normally just troubled by it, unknowing of its existence at all. Pulling his hands to his face, and digging his heels in, pushing toward where he assumed the source. The storm threatened to suck him up, and leave him here. "Where the hell are you!" He lurched through, an aggressive tear that is gobbled up immediately. Gaius begins to lose traction, drawing grooves in the dust and turf.

Another Day, Another Time, Another Place

A fishing line screams, fighting drastically against a spinning wheel. Pole bends struggling against the weight and tension. It buckles as Gaius begins to doze off, the rod quickly escaping into the lake. He would have to buy another, this was running on the third or so this week. His eyebrow twitches, hangs a bit on some playback behind closed eyelids. Another day, another time, and a morning dew lingers on the air. It was clear that the dragoon was not ready to be amble, having been roused from slumber far too soon.

Caught like a fish on a line, a dream beyond his intentions. A crowd of people, a single memento that clung to his thoughts. Where inspiration turned to pride, and pride became an inadequacy. Dreams that were torn away, reached for but not grasped. Inferior, worthless. Another slight jostle of an eyebrow, a scowl to replace it. It was so easy to fall back here, where the winds wouldn't carry him forward. Stuck with it pressing against him, as if no amount of traction could be gained. A fear of being left behind, a fear of becoming worthless. Pride, Inadequacy. There was weight in a name, in action. Boasts and brands, tempers and force. A small child made adult, and yet lingered so desperately on a hope and dream that seemed so far away. One that he could never reach, no matter the effort. In the end, worthless.

Gaius | HP: 760/760 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 23 | MIT: 50 | BH: 30 | LD: 3 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 16 | H.M.: 6

ID:200373 | Battle:8, Craft:4, Loot:7 (No Proc)

The giant serpent falls, all but expires. And without a second to waste, the tiny little ding like an easy bake oven rings from his HUD. He sighs deeply, but from his bird eye view he catches something. This itty bitty little like bug scurrying away from the carcass. Gaius's attention shifts a bit, pondering the thought. It seemed to be making a beeline for the tower. Glancing around at his comrades, none of them seem to notice the thing at all. Winding back the spear as he sees the plump little beetle squeeze under the door of the tower. Heaving with all of his might, a glowing star quickly becomes a comet. The entire thing becomes a ball of fire, rubble evaporated as it climbs out to an easily 20 foot sphere of annihilation.

That fucking bug, was really dead.

[x15] ST-I (12 EN)

ID:200372 | BD:10, CD: 8, CRIT+2 Using [x15] ST-B vs. Lun’Rael, Mother of the Reborn Dealing 825 DMG, [BLD: 48/2] applied        

Players:
Gaius | HP: 705/851 | EN: 86/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 50 | ACC: 2 | LD: 7 | BLD: 48 | FLN: 8 | H.M.: 6 | REC: 3 | BH: 34

Lun'rael? | HP: -824/1

Spinning the stupid little wheel strapped to the side of this thing, as what he had a hold of just lets go like an asshole. "And why is this better?" Gaius asks rhetorically, either to the pond or the pole itself. It just seemed so, less hands on then the alternative. He grumbles for a minute, obviously pissed off. Slinging the hook back into the waves, watching it sink just out of view as it drags a bobber. "Just you wait, I'll get your approval. Even if I've got to fish it up out of this fucking lake." Gaius spins the spool, trying to goad one of the little bastards outside of view to take a bite of what he was packin'.

Thoughts kind of drift in his boredom, where he was still learning what he wanted to be. What was the name of that instructor he was studying under like a couple of years ago? Right, it was the reason he started going by Gaius. None of them could even pronounce his British name. It just stuck, given it was much better than 'Gelaldo'. Made him sound like some sort of foofy dessert tray. His eyebrow twists up, looking a bit toward the sky as he struggled to remember that name that was on the tip of his tongue.

A wiggle on his line and he peels free another, his eyes fixated on his spear as he returns the cast. This one had been, what, his third so far? Thoughts shift to the smith, Freya's dad. The guy really seemed to want to turn his face into a crater on more than one occasion. But that pole arm was his work, as were all that he wielded. If the guy truly couldn't stand him, then why help him at all? A rake of his hand through the hair on the back of his head, trying to scratch away the confusion. "Am I right for her? Does it really matter if she's happy?" Gaius asked the pole as if it held some answers. It didn't reply.

Gaius sighs deeply.

"I gotta change, become good enough." He spoke to the lake, a promise that only he could hear. One to himself, and was something he'd keep. He wasn't referring to some strength of numbers that damned bean counters dwelled on. No, the strength he was referring to be the one to not fight. The kind where he could be worth his weight, smarter than the average bear. Strength of the heart, instead of the hand. It would be a whole ordeal, and he knew it. Small steps, baby steps. Like fishing with a god-damned pole.