Wulfrin

<<The Traveler>> Wulfrin had a goal in mind, unlocking the Tech sword arts in preparation for joining the frontlines. The next one he needed to check off his list was the one dropped by Cerberus. From talking with other players about the aquisition of the sword art, he had come to the conclusion that the Survival skill would be a decent pick up before facing off with round one of Cerberus. That meant returning to Floor Five, a floor that took most of its inspiration from Arabian culture. That meant sand, bandits, and blistering heat. The other factor making Wulfrin hesitant to

Bob, as Freyd had taken to calling The Forgotten Time King, was left completely open for an attack from Wulfrin. Nova Ascension is a devastating multi-strike combination attack that could easily decimate a normal mob's health bar. Wulfrin had yet to pull of such a move in combat before, and the only time he had attempted it was back when he squared off with Kumatetsu alongside Nari. In that encounter he had flubbed the attack, and in every encounter since had failed to meet the criteria again. Now it was active during another boss fight for a quest, and Wulfrin took that as a challenge to rede

"Let There Be Light," Wulfrin mumbled as he began turning through his internal rolodex of quests. "Can't say I've done that one yet. I haven't the slightest clue how to start that one." He looked at Ciela, who was looking about as confused as he was. Neither of them had really done much questing save a few tiny things here and there to get Ciela some fairly nice experience gains, so this would likely be a new experience for the both of them as well. The conversation began to shift to that concerning of their roles in combat. Wulfrin let out a small chuckle at the notion that the new playe

"Oddly enough," Wulfrin sighed as he cast his line once more into the river. "The frontlines have been more of an after thought for me lately. I've found myself trying to make the most of this world that was meant to be a prison. It was only a handful of days ago that I started to return to the power leveling scene. I feel more like I'm being drafted at this point, but on the other hand it's a necessary evil. After all, we are all most likely on some kind of biological timer." Wulfrin found himself starting down the darker paths of their situation in the real world. He had thought about t

Wulfrin fiddled with the chest for a bit before popping the lock using the pommel of his sword. Inside the chest was a meager amount of Col and Mats. The few items that populated the rest of the chest were more his speed. Either the items will have some unique enhancements on them, or they would be additional Col in the pocket of himself or an appraiser. Was it worth the trouble of hunting down the field boss of Floor One? No. Did it put him closer to recuperating the money he dropped on the wedding? Not even close. He would have to go on a much larger grinding spree if he intended to make up

"Trust me," Wulfrin groaned still recovering from his collision with the tree. "It felt about as bad as it sounded. It wasn't all bad though, I think I saw something off in the woods. I'll just be a sec." Partly looking for an excuse to leave the conversation, Wulfrin trailed off into the forest in the direction he had tumbled when attempting to hit the Nepent Variant. A couple yards from the clearing was a small nest that looked like it may have belonged to their now felled foe. Upon a closer inspection of the site, Wulfrin saw a decent sized treasure chest ripe for the plundering. Caref

Unfortunately Wulfrin was having no better of a chance at hitting the beastie. He thought he had accurately planned his assault, but he didn't account for the terrain. As he rushed the boss hoping to impale it with his Vorpal Strike Sword Art, his foot found a loose rock directly in his path of travel. Wulfrin ended up losing concentration on the Art and rolling his ankle, sending him tumbling past the boss into a nearby tree with a resounding BONK. It took Wulfrin a minute to return to his feet. He rubbed his head where it had collided with the large oak tree. He swore he could hear the laugh

There was no downtime between when Ciela landed her strike and Wulfrin unleashing his follow up. The once crimson light around his pommel transitioned to the cerulean blue of Horizontal Square. Four consecutive strikes lashed into the boss's hide then dispersed a holographic square parallel with the ground. The boss was perfectly lined up to fall in the next volley of attacks from the duo. Despite the handicap the system was giving the monster, it failed to edit their HP and Energy reserves, meaning that the battle was already well in the bag before it even started. There was little left for t

"The Phoenix is Solaris," Wulfrin said as his familiar took to the sky once again. "He's gotten a lot more friendly. Back when we met he was kind of a pompous jerk. He watched me, judging every move I made, while I fought for my literal life." Wulfrin thought back to that day in the desert of Floor 5. Abdullah was still the only NPC Wulfrin had encountered that seemed to have some sort of memory algorithm. Even Zackariah, who until recently always asked Wulfrin how his search for Dorian's loan, seemed to no longer acknowledge him when he brought in newbies. That was likely due to the fact

Wulfrin was already in motion. After seeing Freyd get absolutely thrown around by The Forgotten Time King, Wulfrin had chosen action. He became a blur of crimson streaking towards his foe with tremendous speed. He blade shined with the brilliant light of a sword art. The combination of hits, each with their own powerful force behind them, collided with FTK. As the combo came to a close, a short crisp whistle could be heard echoing through the chamber. The phoenix Solaris, already a streak of flames orbiting the throne room changed target and flew directly toward FTK. Solaris keen to provide a

"Nah it's cool," He said with a sigh. "I've had my fair share of bullies growing up, so I tend to try and stand up before it goes too far, be it for myself or others. I won't lie, sometimes it just ends up making the situation worse. Sorry if I came off a bit harsh to the both of you." He prepared his line for a second round of casting. He saw no reason to linger on the subjects. He had said what was on his mind and to him that was enough. Was he maybe a bit harsh? Yeah, probably. If there was one thing he still needed to figure out, it was how to correctly express his dislike of situatio

"Let's get going then," Wulfrin said as he put his fishing gear away. "The Nepent Forest is a ways from here. You wont have to worry too much. It's true your armor will scale down to Tier 1 but you should still have plenty of mitigation to tank the hits." The trip to the Nepent Forest was not very long. It was located closer to the village of Horunka. There used to be a quest located there that granted players a weapon, Anneal Blade. Unfortunately that quest had long since vanished from the directory. Now there was little reason to travel to the small village outside of a rest point befor

"Mob grinding date it is then," Wulfrin chuckled. "Those AoE skills can be absolute energy guzzlers. There might be some add-ons and mods you can get that help reduce the costs. Having a comfortable bed to sleep in helps too." Wulfrin immediately started to back pedal. "I - I didn't mean to rub it in your face." Was it maybe a bit preemptive? Probably. He didn't even know if she was going to take the unintentionally harsh remark about sleeping conditions the wrong way or not. He decided to play it safe and apologize before she could snap back at him. He had seen her fiery temper, and wou

"You must be new then," Wulfrin said as he set aside his current project. "I mean to say you must be new to the combat scene." Wulfrin took a look at the new player's order. They were purchasing one of his upgraded kits. That meant his spreading around of the info was reaching important ears. Some minor adjustments were made by this new player, but they weren't outrageous. Truthfully they were always meant to be more inspiration than anything. They also served as a nice transition to later game mechanics. "A pink sword is doable I suppose," Wulfrin smirked. "But I think you made the

"Well," Wulfrin said as he recast his line into the river. "I tend to find myself with a large amount of unidentified items that I pretty much only junk out. I don't always have a need for the Col from them and I really only care about Unique enhancements, since those are the main stays of late game gear." The idea was formulating in Wulfrin's mind but it was a half baked one. He didn't have the slightest bit of knowledge when it came to running a business. The only experience he had was here in a virtual game and he could see how well that was going. His beloved Ciela had skyrocketed in

Fusion: Two Uncommon T1 Martial Arts Weapons [222961] + [222962] -> Rare T1 Martial Arts weapon Two Rare T1 Martial Arts Weapons [222965] + [Above Fusion] -> Perfect T1 Martial Arts Weapon Result: Limbo | T1 Perfect Martial Arts Weapon | ID [222974] | DMG III Desc. A simple pair of metal brass knuckles. Their name "Limbo", taken from the first circle of Hell in Dante's Divine Comedy, represents them being the first of Onkei's weapons. Stamped on the inside is the signet of Sentinel Armaments. New Item Crafts: Adamo | T1 Perfect Light Armor | ID [222971] | REC

DATE: [4/21/24] RANK 6 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 581/639] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 7 x2 Using Crafter's Respite [192098-1] = 14 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Basic Workshop +2 EXP per craft Crafting Tier 1 [Martial Arts Weapon]s: ID: 222960 | CD: 2 | Fail | Materials Lost ID: 222961 | CD: 6 | Success | Uncommon ID: 222962 | CD: 6 | Success | Uncommon ID: 222963 | CD: 2 | Fail | Materials Lost ID: 222964 | CD: 2 | Fail | Materials Lost ID: 222965 | CD: 11 | Success | Rare Crafting Tier 1 [Light Armor]s ID: 222966 | CD: 2 | Fail | Materials Lost I

With two quick motions, the coat and armor vanished leaving be hind his simple black tunic. Gently he pressed her leaking face into his now unarmored chest. He wrapped his arms around her lovingly and began to run his fingers through her copper hair. The moment was peaceful and romantic. The two had gone through a lot together in the short time they had known each other. Now they stood together waiting for that fated day when they would be called to serve on the frontlines. Wulfrin didn't want it to end but after a while he released her and wiped the last of her tears from her face. "Next

Caution was not on Wulfrin's mind at the moment. Out here, nothing really posed a problem for him. Unless Cardinal repeatedly sent wave after wave of mobs at him, ensuring he never got the chance to recharge, even the things scaled to him fell in one to two hits. This was all fine to Wulfrin as it meant he could reap easy rewards. Come to think of it, he was walking with an aspiring appraiser. Perhaps the monster drops could do the man some good, if for nothing else than simple grinding fodder. Ultimately Wulfrin would likely junk the items anyway, might as well give someone the chance to earn

"No complaints from me," Wulfrin said as his familiar came to rest on his outstretched forearm. He walked beside Katoka, Solaris still slightly ablaze sharing his natural heat with those nearby. "I managed to locate it, but I lost my party member in the winding streets. Apparently she got to engrossed in that book of hers. If it weren't for Solaris here, I'd be one frozen solid and two unable to find you guys." Truthfully he was just rambling. Everyone seemed to think his entrances were flashy despite most of them simply being his flaming eagle just pointing them out with a circular fligh

Everything was going smoothly. The two of them worked well together, so well that Wulfrin let his guard down almost entirely. He unwrapped a fresh donut that had been prepared for him a while back. he kept a nice little stash of all the discarded and non-stat boosting snacks that his sparkling future wife would simply throw out. He listened intently to the battle raging behind him. It was going well, Ciela had the wolves on the run and his attack had softened them up enough she could easily dispatch them. He heard the sound of Ciela's Sword art finding its mark, but there were only two sounds

Just as quickly as it was handed out, lunch was brough to an end. While it was true Wulfrin was eager to recuperate the massive blow to his pocket book that was a wedding befitting a raid group, he still wanted to take the time to enjoy the meticulously prepared meal of his beloved. Her cooking never ceased to amaze him. it seemed like everyday she was developing some formula to recreate a new flavor from the real world. Her food was infinitesimally better than anything an NPC could produce, and it only got better the more she practiced within the kitchen of Fondante's Inferno. Wulfrin had bee

Having failed his previous attempt, Wulfrin resigned himself to relaxing by the rolling river. Occasionally a fish would jump, causing him to peak out from behind his closed eyes at the sound of the plop. There was another reason he had decided to relax in the grass. He was attempting to sense the strange tremors that had been rumored. So far they seem to have subsided, but who could say if they were truly over. As he lay in the grass, the cool breeze almost lulling him to sleep, he heard his companions growing exceedingly frustrated. All he could do was snicker lightly under his breath. Truth

Wulfrin groaned as the group continued towards the city gate. It's fine. Wulfrin found himself pinching the bridge of his nose as he attempted to shake of the growing anger. She's just poking fun. There's no harm in it. Just let it ride. As they approached the gate, Wulfrin snapped back into his more jovial state as if nothing had happened. The one constant of this gate in particular was the NPC guard. Marv, he had hear the man be called by several players that he traveled with. the name became synonymous with the guard to the point Wulfrin made sure to call out to him every time he passed thr

"Alright," Wulfrin said with a shrug. "Group up and hit it 'til it dies. Sounds like a plan." The ever loving group mom that was Ciela always warmed his heart. Having constantly fresh snacks being handed out like candy was nice and comforting. It worked wonders when it came to the ever looming threat of death in this virtual prison to which their lives had fallen victim to. Wulfrin enjoyed the little snack he was provided with gusto. By the look on The Lightbringer's face, he did as well. Thrump The ground quaked as the heavy footfalls of a large creature impacted the ground. Im