Wulfrin

Wulfrin waited by the gate, his cowl pulled up over his head in a poor attempt to hide his face from the guards. Once Riardon regrouped with him, Wulfrin led him to the dusty arena. Wulfrin began to do a few stretches to limber up before jumping into the arena. "Remember," Wulfrin spoke between strained stretches. "You just have to stay close enough that my energy regenerates. So long as you don't strike the thing, you should be completely safe. Even unbuffed I can take this thing down, so just sit back and watch the exp pour in. Once you hit level 11 you can start actually doing some thi

"Alright here's the plan," Wulfrin said as he laid out a rough play book across a dusty tavern table. "When we actually go to face the quest boss, you just need to stay back." Wulfrin and Riardon were standing over a simply drawn map of the desert basin, a location Wulfrin could map out by memory at this point. It was about time that Wulfrin's aquaintance got his boots dirty and started climbing some levels. It was the perfect time to do so as the system had just opened up a temporary boon to all players. Lower level players were being allotted a similar amount of skill points to him alon

Vanguard Plate Mk2 | T2 Perfect Heavy Armor | 244525 | Heavy Momentum 2 | Taunt Desc. Heavy plate armor designed to draw in all the attention Fusing 2 Rare T2 shields [244534] + [244535] -> T2 Perfect Shield Vanguard Shield Mk2 | T2 Perfect Shield | 244555 | Thorns 2 | Recovery 1 Desc. Sturdy shield designed to dish out damage. Fusing 2 Uncommon T2 Hammers [244527] + [244529] + Rare T2 Hammer [244528] -> T2 Perfect Hammer Vanguard Hammer Mk2 | T2 Perfect Hammer | 244558 | ACC 3 Desc. A heavy hammer guaranteed to hit its mark Blade of Mercy | T1 Rare Throwing K

@Vitreous Accidently drops some ear cuffs * * * Dioscuri TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III [desc.]: a pair of earcuffs fashioned from precious stone. ID: #210452-5

DATE: [6/18/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 3041/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 x2 Crafter's Respite = 26 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T2 [Heavy Armor]s: ID 244523 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 10 Material saved ID 244524 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 3 | Material lost ID 244525 | CD 12 | Perfect Crafting T2 [Hammer]s: ID 244526 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 9 | Material Saved ID 244527 | CD 7 | Uncommon ID 244528 | CD 10 | Rare ID 244529 | C

Wulfrin wasted no time charging the recovering Sand Shark. It was a field boss he had faced before not to mention it was simply a weaker version of Terra Firma. Wulfrin's strongest sword art danced across the shark carving it into nice easily digestible pieces of meat before scattering into an array of fractal motes. There was no loot window, a result Wulfrin had expected, but there were three potions resting safely in the sand, the whole reason they came. "That's that," Wulfrin said as a timer appeared beneath their health bars. "Now we gotta kill some time between now and when we get to

The minotaur never saw the strike coming. Even as Ciela openly taunted the hulking beast with a simple flower and sharp words, Wulfrin was making his way over. One. Two. Three slashes all cut across Govarron, the Western Hoya Minotaur in the blink of an eye. It was like a scene straight from the movies. Wulfrin's icy blade was out of its sheath, dancing around the minotaur, and then home again in less than a second. One dramatic pause later, and the beast shattered into a thousand tiny motes of data, leaving behind nothing but a simple pendant. Wulfrin absent mindedly held out his hand allowin

"Y'know," Wulfrin said to himself has the message appeared before him. "The last time Oscar took me out, we had a crab feast. Though pretty sure he still holds a grudge from the last raid." To: @Oscar Name the place. I never leave home without my Accuracy buff. If you're nice I'll let you have a piece bby <3 Wulfrin let out a soft chuckle as he ran his whetstone across one of the various weapons on display at his forge. Most were simple weapons designed to be grabbed and used by fresh players looking for an upgrade, but that didn't mean Wulfrin could settle for anything but the

"Man now I want a burger," Wulfrin scowled as combat erupted alongside the mention of a McGuffin. Shaking off the creeping urge to eat, Wulfrin drew Icingdeath and charged the Matriarch engaged with Acanthus. With that the party was effectively split with two players to a matriarch. Watching as Acanthus opened with the familiar stun art, he opted to hit the matriarch in its defenses. With a heavy thud, Wulfrin's blade collided with the hardened scales of his foe causing its naturally armored hide to fracture revealing the fleshy bits beneath. "Now it's time to put you on ice," Wulfri

Wulfrin made his way down to Floor 1. Today was a little different from his other trips this low. A typical trip consisted of a bit of fishing or on the extremely common occasion, guiding a newbie or two through Dorian's string of fetch quests that the game liked to call a tutorial. In his opinion, it didn't really do much beyond get them used to swinging a sword and rummaging around for rewards. The true test of an up and coming swordsman, or woman, was actual combat. Even better a string of bosses that Wulfrin had started to work through multiple times, but had never managed to complete. Tha

@Astra "Welcome to Tier 2." Seeker's Attire | T2 Perfect Light Armor | ID 244193 | MIT 2 | REC 1 Desc. A lightly armored checkered coat over a white turtleneck and some slim black pants. Seeker's Blade | T2 Perfect Straight Sword | ID 244194 | DMG 2 | BLD 1 Desc. A light and elegant one-handed sword. It's blade is silvered for felling dangerous beasts. _____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ @KnightessCiela "Happy anniversary! <3" Frostflame Bulw

"Thank god," Wulfrin sighed to himself as Freyd announced they were nearing the end. If it was one final push that they needed, Wulfrin would do his best to provide. He blasted forward, sword arcing wildly through the air. Turns out not being familiar with your combos is quite the detriment. Not a single strike found purchase in their gelatinous foes. "DAMN IT!" Wulfrin shouted in frustration. "I cannot land a hit to save my life against these things!" Wulfrin planted his feet and gritted his teeth. He was preparing a follow up. Next time will be different. Next time I WILL hit one

The Winged Priestess never stood a chance. Persi, easily the G.O.A.T. within the party did what she did best and halted Athia's attempt to survive with gnashing teeth and claws. Before long, their foe was on the ground flailing helplessly. It was a familiar set up for Wulfrin, as Freyd and he had performed the maneuver many times before, most notably on Terra Firma. Wulfrin would not waste the opening and charged, Icingdeath glowing bright with the light effect generated by his strongest art. The goal was to end this here and now. With a series of heavy and consecutive strikes on the clipped w

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"I can't speak for the others," Wulfrin spoke as he grabbed his own set of cleaning supplies. "But I have found it quite difficult to go scouring the floor. However that is to be expected considering how fresh I am." Following Freyd's intuition, Wulfrin knelt down and brushed the bristles across another gravestone. His attention wasn't too focused on the stone before him, instead his eyes drifted over the graveyard as a whole. Massive blobs of inconceivable matter slowly shifted across the grounds. Freyd's observation was correct. These things, whatever they were, had been plaguing the fr

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New Item: Seeker's Attire | T2 Perfect Light Armor | ID 244193 | MIT 2 | REC 1 Desc. A lightly armored checkered coat over a white turtleneck and some slim black pants. New Item: Seeker's Blade | T2 Perfect Straight Sword | ID 244194 | DMG 2 | BLD 1 Desc. A light and elegant one-handed sword. It's blade is silvered for felling dangerous beasts. New item: Valkyrian's Guard | T4 Perfect Shield | ID 244205 | Thorns 2 | Taunt Desc. A shield blessed by Odin for his trusted Valkyrie. It draws foes to its wielder and offers a potent retort to those who strike it, while providing

DATE: [6/14/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 2667/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 x2 Crafter's Respite = 26 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T2 [Light Armor]s: ID 244189 | CD 7 | Uncommon ID 244190 | CD 1 | Fail ID 244191 | CD 1 | Fail ID 244192 | CD 9 | Rare ID 244193 | CD 11 | Perfect Crafting T2 [Straight Sword]s: ID 244194 | CD 11 | Perfect Crafting T4 [Heavy Armor]s: ID 244195 | CD 10 | Rare ID 244196 | CD 3 | Salv

ph * * * Recovery? ID 224187 | CD 5 Wulfrin regains 3 EN Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (2/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-G vs The Watcher (15 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (2/3) = 12 EN Free Action: None ID 244185 | BD 1 (AA) +7 +1 -2 = 7 hit | CD 8 | 18*16 = 288 - 130 = 158 DMG to The Watcher. Burn 42 Applied. Stats: [2] Wulfrin | HP: 825/825 | EN: 89/111 | DMG: 18 | MIT:91 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:27 | REC: 6 | FLN: 6 | FRB: 30 | FRZ: 48 | LD:5 [2] KnightessCiela | HP: 545/545 | EN: 56/68 | DMG: 11 | MIT:121 | ACC:4 | TAUNT | EVA:2 | THORNS:27 | BH:6

"It's called The Watcher," Wulfrin said as he guided the duo towards an obvious arena amidst the icy caves of floor 21. "I've never faced this thing before so we're going in blind. From my understanding though, it should be pretty straight forward. It doesn't have any protection against my crowd control stuff, which I find odd considering this is where FTK spawns." As if on cue the air grew cold as if some sort of spirit had made its presence known. Emerging from the shadows was a massive undead shaman looking boss with long claws and a menacing glare. Wulfrin was in the lead and instinct

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It’s raid season. Wulfrin sees a sale and goes feral like an old lady at Kmart during a blue light special. * * * wulfrin purchases 1 Full set -Toxic Venom (Salve) 221976 -Damage (Potion) 221224 -Antidote (Salve) 224851 -Mitigation (Potion) 222568 1 support group -Mass HP recovery x5 (Crystal) 223193 223194 223195 223196 223197 1 overhealth 236056 cost: none. Placed during big summer blowout.

"I wait for you to return," The gemini replied. "Like I said we convey one of two boons to players that pass our test. You've earned one of those gifts. Though the other one I fear your resolve will not allow you to take." The gemini removed its hand from Astra's shoulder and with a nod made its way towards the tree line, the shadows seemingly clinging to its form. "Good luck on your ventures," It said with a final nod. "I hope we never have to cross blades again." With that the Gemini faded into the shadows. It was odd, but Astra had seen similar feats of strength before. Silen

"The goal was never to break your spirit," The gemini corrected. "In truth, we are incapable of killing anything. Yet another way this world tries to rid itself of us. We exist to confer two boons. To live and to die for the betterment of a player." The gemini turned to Astra and approached, placing a hand on his shoulder. It was a gesture of odd comradery. "You've passed the test so many of us had placed upon our players," The gemini spoke as its form reverted to the fully cloaked form it had initially. No features could be seen beneath the tattered brown hooded cloak, almost as if

"I..." The gemini spoke softly, an air of uncertainty. "I have no way to answer that question. The scope of my existence begins and ends here within the jungle." The gemini continued to stare into the small pond, its surface slowly coming to rest as the rain departed fully. An artificial existence with no clear path to progress. Unlike the players of Aincrad with true autonomy, the gemini as a collective could do none of it. With another heavy sigh the gemini looked to its brothers and sisters at the tree line. One by one they stepped back vanishing into the shadows, the apparent threat q