Freyd

"Nah," Freyd added in response to his companions' question about the troll's durability, completely glossing over Raidou's changing demeanor. It wasn't an immediately relevant factor in the current combat. His machine-like mind had already filed it away for future investigation. "It's the right troll - same old Ugzeke. He'd just not used to having four full-fledged members of Firm Anima wailing on him all at once." Bracing himself on a pair of massive, muscled arms, their enemy heaved his bulk up from the Ugzeke-shaped crater they had created by their repeated attached. Freyd swung h

"It's a gemini," Freyd offered to his companion, by way of explanation. "Unleashed by ill fortune and circumstance within these very woods. And defeated at least once before." The warrior assumed a hostile stance, clearly on edge about the danger this creature posed. He had seen the darkness within Mari like few others. This thing was as vicious as it was insidious. The couldn't to flinch for an instant or it would pounce, and was fully capable of dishing out some serious damage. Real danger. It made the whooping he'd just taken from those bears look like a spanking. He only hoped tha

Freyd's eyes rolled silently in their orbits before settling on NIGHT and narrowing at her reactions. First the hooded figure in the boat, and now this? His curiosity was piqued, which usually meant a lot of very uncomfortable scrutiny for those who preferred their privacy, and few didn't. "Still picking fights upon entry, Purple?" A jab at Hidden's sensitivities over her hair colour, discovered during past encounters, and an open reminder that the Whisper rarely forgot the little details. "Priorities. I understand. But you're not wrong that we need to work together, and that we'r

Freyd simply arched and eyebrow and listened as his companion sought to scold him. It found no purchase, but he'd indulged her bout of venting if it helped. His eyes followed her gaze upward as she commented about possibly getting her killed, getting the gist of her innuendo. "No armor..." he said, glancing back down at her. "I'm guessing that you were trusting on the safe zone to protect you, possibly trying to just enjoy a bit of downtime." Be human Freyd. Sigh. Fine. "Look, I'm sorry, I was after this sneaky little skeletal shit who keeps popping up all over Aincrad

"Uh, whoever you are, if I hadn't been watching you'd have been flattened into paste back there." Weaving and dodging as he spoke, Freyd slid beneath the right bear's arm as it swung high with one of its big, meaty paws. A long lunge caught caught its partner by surprise, spearing it in the gut with the extended reach of his staff. The farther bear popped like an overinflated balloon. Still in the same crouched stance, Freyd pulled the weapon back with equal force, driving it through the back of its companion. Its shattered digital guts exploded all around them, shower Mina with fadi

Freyd just blinked. Did she just...? "Did you just...?!" Even the bears didn't quite seem sure what to make of her sheer hutzpah. "RAWR* "Ah, crap." One of the two ursines ripped an entire tree out of the ground and tossed it at the pair of them. Freyd braced his staff vertically to block it, shattering the trunk upon impact, spraying him with splinters laced with a crackle of ozone. Both bears were upon him in an instant, mauling his limbs before grabbing his arms and chomping down, their massive, bloody claws raking his limbs at the same time. "Not a tank, eh

"Oh no you don't!" Hoping to cut through one of the nearby shops to close the distance to his quarry, Freyd ran face-first into a school of tasty fish instead. The cookie kind, that is, hanging from lovingly varnished rafters and dotting an assortment of stacked trays strewn all over the place, all in his path. A woman screamed in surprise, launching tray carrying a dozen balls of barely congealed dough high into the air. They, in turn, knocked over several bags of rice flour meant to be safely out of reach. To everyone outside, it looked like some kind of cooking IED had just explod

"A good beginning," Freyd offered, his gaze already on the horizon through the hole Raidou and Freya had just bashed into the tower wall. "But we're not done. With the raid pending, more resources should be collected." Turning to face his companions, the Whisper spoke the name of their target: "Ugzeke" [Scene moves to Floor 23, Underdark] *** Wandering into the darkness beyond the gates of Kalanaes, Freyd led them to the mob's well-established path of travel. He'd killed this particular field boss so many times that few details about it were beyond his awareness. Tracking

It began with an elderly woman renown for quietly tending her flower cart on the edge of Coral's market square; the side nearest the lake, with the best view. Age had its privileges. In the community's view, she had earned it, surviving repeated calamities. Virra always remained the eye at the centre of every storm that crashed through this normally sleepy village. She was its soul - a symbol of sober propriety and serenity. Her composure had endured every manner of conceivable trial, always with poise and dignity. Yet, here she was, her favorite floral kimono barely clinging to her frazz

Grateful that the conversation had moved away from singular focus on the presence of his guild, Freyd gradually eased into his role as their spokesperson. Tactics were a more natural fit for him anyway. He'd been on Calrex's team during the last raid, and knew well how proficient the man was as a fighter. He could fit any role to which he set his mind. The same was also true for the rest. Glancing around at the other players from concealment, behind his tea cup, Freyd could see a pattern emerging. "None of us are confident in the present state of affairs. There's been a lot of chang

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Freyd was... laughing? "Shades of Skalaugh it is, then." The words would mean nothing to Hirru. They weren't meant to, being but a stirring of memories from battles long past. Rushing towards the giant 'link' that was the dead serpent's corpse, he leapt back and forth between the inner faces of the looped titan. Reaching the top, the Whisper flung himself like some sort of hyperactive spider-monkey, catching nothing but air as he sailed from on high straight down upon the beast. Persi released her prize and darted free from the splash zone when she saw the black dot falling from ab

Flicking his wrist, Freyd summoned his weapon, oddly resembling a giant black baton. Six feet of extra reach made a substantial difference. Whirling the thing around with casual ease, holding only one end, a cage of black and white death formed around him, slaughtering any of the witch's minions foolish enough to draw near. A call from above drew his attention. Freya was having fun. The muscles in his jaw relaxed slightly, part of his focus still directed towards targets far distant from this place. Pre-occupation in battle was folly, and he might have stirred from his reverie if that s

A barrage of light, thunder and staccato movement battered their senses as Freyd surged forward, decimating the animated remains of the stones already stung by Hirru's venom. The sound was deafening in cramp quarters, but what should probably have felt like gravel shrapnel raining upon them was closer to confection sugar instead. So finely had the mobs been pulverized that little else was left to waft passed the gathered trio. "Heh. And here I thought I was going easy on them." The Whisper chuckled and patted Hirru on the shoulder as he caught up to their scout. "Thanks for softening