Celeste

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255316, CD: 9 (+8 EN) Seeing more of these things appearing out of thin air. A glare toward them all as she rushes into the fray. Swinging down at one, again she misses something that is laying as still as deer caught in headlights. Getting angry at this factor she would swing again but this time it evaporates under the cleaving impact of her weapon. The last attack with the build up rage that she was feeling causes her to not walk but teleports toward the larger creatures. Chopping down instantly, usually some gashes would be seen from pure violence of

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255259, CD: 6 (No Proc) They all spawn and get beaten to shit and then all just fall to the ground like rag dolls being tossed around. This next big boss looked like crap but it smelt different than that, thank god for that. She would take advantage of the brutal attack and the fact that they were just laying there. Running toward the pack she would attempt to chop them up. Missing the first, how did she miss a not moving target. For a split second she felt shame. The second one hit dead on and shattered into nothingness. For the third she would disappe

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255241, CD: 11 (+8 EN) The sound of combat perks her attention, making the conclusion that Kasumi had found something to attack. Her left hand opens and extends out in front of her, a vortex of azure flames causing her given armiger to coalesce into a solid shape out of the ether. The huge cleaver is hoisted over her right shoulder and with intention she warps high into the air, her body turning transparent and leaving these wisp like trails of cobalt. Dropping like a hammer on a judges podium, the red head descends and collides with the terrain with fo

The redhead enters the guild hall with a shrill whistle escaping her lips, having just got back from a blood filled excursion over the skies of Ladonia. Vexx had escaped again, as expected but at least she had quite the pile of pilfered wares to stake a claim on. Some of that shit however none of the Galtean knew how to use, so that shit was a prime canidate to dump off at the guild else it would clutter the fuck out of the Blood Raven. It was a trash haul to the guild hall. Breaking into the second floor storage she is met with quite a number of fresh faces and one not so much “Sup?” she bark

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Gaius} +4 EN, Recovery | 255086, CD:4 (No Proc) Seeing one of the creatures attack Freya, that sends her into a frenzy. “LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE” yelling out as she strikes fast and hard not holding anything back. Brutally murdering them all with just a single sideways strike. Breathing heavily filled with rage, she didn’t like when things attacked her friends. It was a bit weird to think about but they were friends and family to her. After all they had been through, how could she not think that. From what she knew there was still one more group of thi

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Gaius} +4 EN, Recovery | 255063, CD:4 (No Proc) The large black and white chicken was being smacked around like a rack doll. Every time someone would get even close to it it would screech out in a bloody murder tone like it was being beaten. Guess technically it was but it would make that sound even when it wasn’t being touched. “Okay I am so done with your loud dumb ass” saying as she rushes toward it trying to run from her now. All of a sudden she went from being ten feet away to right next to it. All that can be seen is a very light blue silhouette w

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Gaius} +4 EN, Recovery | 254981, CD:11 (+8 EN) Rushing into the fray as well with her large cleaver rearing to go. “Not bad, but not good either. Watch this" as she slams her blade into several like a human wrecking ball. The two that took the brunt of the impact collided with one another and burst into shards. The last starts shooting nuggets at her, Freya would dash in front, putting her scythe up as Celeste would see the opportunity to dash behind it and clash against his back. It would tumble forward and Freya would shift out of the way. Seeing the

Seeing people walk in and out of the vault “Ah we’re doing this again” saying with her feet laying on the table crossed and her chair slightly tilting back on its back legs. Biting into an apple down to its core. Tossing the dead fruit into the air, pointing a finger gun at it and says “Bang” as the core explodes into shards. As she would finish chewing, she starts to walk to the vault when she sees a young girl peep out from Raidou’s laboratory. “Hey little blue, nice fightin out there. Hope to see you again in action soon.” A small smile given from Celeste before heading into the other room.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254876, CD: 6 (No Proc) The red head bounds past the duo, right into the fray without a second thought. Her weapon rips across the sand, cutting a rut in it as she heaves up with a reddish orange discharge. Like a baseball bat or better yet a shovel, a good portion of the terrain and a pair of opponents are tossed like cannon balls straight out toward the sea. A tap of her left hand against her brow, right above a smile as they plummet through the air. A few seconds roll by before the first one finally connects, slamming into the water from a big enough

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254856, CD: 5 (No Proc) The deer begins to pick itself off the ground, having already sustained multiple attacks from the group. This causes Celeste to smile, finding its durability to be a welcome sight. "Tough little bastard aren't you?" The woman barks as the thing stamps one of its hooves and starts to tip tap a quick walk toward the nearest foe. "Oh no you don't." She yelps as she gives hot pursuit. Rushing in behind it, the woman wraps both arms around its waist as she releases her weapon. Locking her left wrist in her right hand, she rips up the

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254835, CD: 7 (+8 EN) Keeping in the shadow of her group, the aura between them really conveyed that they were itching for a fight. That more then suited Celeste, who had been looking for a way to blow off some steam without any diplomatic strings attached. As foes begin to bound around, and attacks started to populate the field in all manner of different explosive hues it signified that things had begun. A raise of her right arm and her hand sprang open, a vortex of swirling azure flame manifests her armiger in her palm. A twist of her body as its hois

The fiery temper held beneath a weave of red hair meanders into the vault dropping of a couple sacks of ill gotten coin, as well as some of flower and a keg of mead. All things claimed from the Ladonian empire that her crew didn't need any extra of. Last thing she needed was an excuse for her sailors to become more drunk and belligerent. A whistle as she caught the newly forming smattering of players forming up in the vault. "What's the beef?" she quips toward the group scanning their expressions before her eyes set on the little care packages they were making. "Got it, sure why not?" Celeste

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254470, CD: 12 (+8 EN) The entire team was doing a number on this dude, the one time he tried to attack he got punished for it. This bandit was done for, he was on his last limb. Hacking down on him, beat him while he was still down and was trying to get back up. That brute force of impact just added to that factor. She heard something about floor 24 and floor boss but not much more. Her ears were ringing from all the raging build up from the previous attack. Watching Rai walk the other way, it looked like he deemed this fight to be done and over with.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254455, CD: 1 (No Proc) Moving around every corner, watching every street across the way for someone that did not belong in this town. Down the street she could hear a scream, seconds later a figure in a black leather attire would run past with an apple being thrown their way. Rushing down the street as fast as she could, sliding on the ground at the four way intersection. Turning she would see a group of bandits holding up one of the elves that lived here. Anger builds in her veins as suddenly she was right there in the thick of it. Carving her cleaver

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254440, CD: 7 (+8 EN) Running down the street, Kasumi had gotten to them first and put them down for the count. Seeing a few burst in the distance with the likes of Simmone making smirking comments toward them. Rage fills her cheek as flames fuel her heated blood. She would keep running and blink, suddenly she was right there with the crowd “SHIT’ calling out as she had to stop herself from sliding into a building. Pulling that huge blade up into the air, striking down. She could see the fear in their eyes before each impact was made to end their life.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254308, CD: 12 (+8 EN) Catching the ass end of what almost sounds like an explosion, the message received so loudly the woman bordered deafness with a ringing in her ears. "Bout time things took an interesting turn!" Celeste shrieked cleaving a few of the dudes in half with a single but brutal wide horizontal stroke. At the midsection they are clipped, and pieces of them bounce limply in meat shrapnel across the cobbled stone pathways. The notable grayish purple skin seems to denote dark elves, and yet the woman isn't one for such insights. All that mat

A whistle with a flash of the guild warp pad, the woman pops into view to glance back at a pair of boys that seem to lock eyes with her. "What?" The woman returns with a sharp abrasive twist. It wasn't that abnormal for her to show up but yet she's always met with some semblance of shock. As if she wasn't playing glorified stock room organizer when the twins weren't strong enough to lift shit every once in a blue moon. Stepping down from the platform, her shoes clicking on the hardwood floors she'd eye the smiths little bin and Raidou's cloth pillow looking thing. "Huh, delivery day already?"

Clapping her hands together producing clouds of dust, the red head huffs upward to blow a strand of her bangs out of her eyes. "I'm not sure what I'm looking for. Welcome to the club." Waving her hand in front of her face to clear the smell and help save her senses. "It work don't it, or rather will. Probably." Celeste remarks with a shrug, lifting an end table over her head finding the company made this a little less obnoxious. "If you got any other ideas..." she expresses as she heaves the next piece of furniture over the wall, that slams into the grass and explodes into wooden shrapnel leav

The airship loomed in a large drawn shadow that took a fair portion of the sky with it. Despite the floor not having much in the way of daylight, what little it held was cut away by the wooden underbelly of a very old merchant vessel turned guerilla wartime vehicle. The NPC would work to man its helm and keep it aloft, while the red head would seek out one of the many side reels. A wench of chains, grasped in her right hand as she'd glance over the side. Wrapped around her wrist, the woman tosses her legs over the side and enters a freefall with tether. The thing offers some resistance to slow

Standard Recovery +2 EN, Recovery | ID: 252477, CD: 3 (No Proc) With Gaius now up in the air, Celeste rampages in without a second of pause or care. The team was fighting what seemed like an endless battle and yet the woman couldn't be more in her element, her energy was low but she found this constant power struggle to be energizing and exciting. It was a far cry from ship navigation or low end diplomacy. Celeste always felt more alive at a battlefield, dealing with problems head on and directly without having to wait days to see results. A spark of azure flames breathing on her armiger,

Standard Recovery +2 EN, Recovery | 252459, CD: 2 (No Proc) Celeste's eyes darted to each creature that came up from the ashes. In an instant they were like annoying red fireflies. With ease each swing and cleave through the air causing one after another to burst into nothing. The remaining one seemed to be trying to make an escape for their life. She started to run toward it but again in a blink of an eye she was right next to it as it eats shit from her blade. Glancing back the silhouette took a blue form as a trail of blue flames trail front it to here. Shaking her head, she was still

Standard Recovery +2 EN, Recovery | 252414, CD: 3 (No Proc), Crystal of Divine Light Fades The creature in front of her explodes into ice chunks causing Celeste to cover her face as to not be the target of collateral damage. When she brings her head back up the environment has shifted slightly from what it was just five seconds prior. That was when she heard Raidou call out, right after an explosion from behind her followed by shrieking of several new enemies that made her angrily turn to get a view of them. Right then she would begin to run toward them as they were a few yards away

With her temperament already nursed to a roaring flame through argument with the cold one, Celeste's cleaver rips to life in azure flames in a coalescing vortex. The hefty sword forms in her right hand, her left claiming the space above it and her hands tighten. Tight enough that her knuckles go white. Her body starts to move but then a sputter of that same color sets her shoulders in kindle, her eyes flare in a rich light blue. Her frame transitions to a incorporeal blue trail, a hollow glass like copy left behind in the space she left. A strand of azure drawing her in the air in a blink, as

Wearing a sour expression plastered across her face, the woman hadn't had a breather in some time. The heat of war still licked at her heels, and the stress of such affairs had left her tightly wound and looking for an outlet. Her thoughts brought her to the guild hall, something simple her desire. Within the halls she'd find all manner of players still walking too and from various doors and rooms. A limp glance toward the table, shuffling papers around and picking one at random. Eyes trace the outlined information confirming the targets weakness and a deeper dive into nuance. Nothing that rea

► Bloodlust Custom Skill Passive Effect: +15% Max HP User can no longer benefit from any sources of mitigation The user no longer generates hatred from any source {Skills/Attacks/Enhancements}. The user no longer applies [Burn] from weapon enhancements within activation range. Attacking now activates/refreshes the [Bloodlust] buff {Does not stack} which does the following: Reduce incoming final damage -50%, Attacks that would apply [Burn] from your equipped enhancements instead activate ‘Flames of the Father’ dealing an additional (2