Wulfrin

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Was it a poor plan? Probably. Did it have a chance of being extremely cool if it worked? Absolutely. The blow back afterward though, was definitely not what Wulfrin had in mind. Belregore crashed to the ground letting loose a massive shockwave on impact with the sandy beach. Wulfrin, having made the extremely rash decision to remain in attack range and attempt to stab the flying dragoon. Wulfrin's health bar rapidly depleted, falling just above the half way point. The familiar buff of his sand armor potion absorbing most of the blow. Now he was defenseless. If that attack activated gain, he'd

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"Nah don't stress about it," Wulfrin waved off any concern Firefly could throw out about drowning. "You're pretty safe here in that regard. I'm proficient in swimming and rescuing drowning people. Spent a whole summer earning a merit badge to prove it. My best advice though, don't go out farther than you can touch bottom. Also start with just floating. Lay back and just let your body relax. If you want some more in depth help I'm more than happy to assist." Wulfrin continued snacking on his platter when Astra arrived. Startled briefly by his student and newest guildmate, Wulfrin slid over

Wulfrin grabbed hold of the soldier's spear still lodged in his abdomen with a grin. With a heavy push, Wulfrin dislodged the spear sending the King's Soldier staggering backwards. In the blink of an eye, Wulfrin closed the distance, Blade of Zariel raised high and primed with another heavy sword art. Judging by what remained of the soldier's health bar this battle was all but decided. Sword met mob as the heavy burst of light tore through the soldier, taking what little lifeforce it had remaining. "I was worried there for a sec," Levi rushed into view as he examined the corpses. "Shame D

The spear raced towards Wulfrin with lightning speed, but Wulfrin had dealt with faster. The Blade of Zariel arched to meet the spear mid thrust causing it to fly harmlessly past Wulfrin. A name and health bar finally appeared above the knight alongside a red cursor. The King's Soldier, as dubbed by the system, wielded a shield and spear in addition to the previously described cloak and chainmail, and yet despite all the defenses, still manage to leave itself vulnerable to a follow up attack. Wulfrin sidestepped the charging spearman, allowing a clean strike at the vulnerable back. The celesti

As the two approached the camp, Wulfrin located a place where Levi could hide whilst he investigated further. Not wanting to say anything to give away their approach, Wulfrin gestured for Levi to stay put and keep his head low. Levi nodded in acknowledgement before crouching behind a log and producing a slingshot. It was good thinking, so Wulfrin gave a thumbs up but also assured Levi that his primary goal should be to get help in the event Wulfrin starts to lose ground. The campsite before them was in shambles. Clearly a fight had broken out here, but currently Wulfrin could see no signs

Wulfrin and Levi exited Snowfrost. Already behind their target, Wulfrin opted to move swiftly and with purpose. There was no telling how far the mystery soldier had gotten, especially given that Wulfrin didn't have an exact timeline laid out. Levi was helpful in getting him pointed in the correct direction, the young lad was kind of reminding him of Astra in a way. They both had a bit of eagerness about them, but their rather novice skillsets would likely set them back quite a ways. Astra was growing out of this rather quickly, in fact if he stuck to it, Wulfrin and Astra might even be fightin

The festival was nearing it's climax now; the streets were packed and people roared and cheered with excitement. Wulfrin was finally starting to understand what it was all about. To the people of Snowfrost, and likely the broader Floor 4 area, a day like this only happens once every few hundred or so years. When it does come about, the citizens all get out and have a massive day long celebration known as the Warm Sun Solstice. Alarm bells now started to ring in Wulfrin's mind. A celebration every few hundred years, a day when all the citizens all come out and party, a game where death is liter

Today was meant to be research. Mainly into the location of the gate to Stygia, the fifth layer of Hell, at least that was where Wulfrin assumed he would find his target. From what he had gathered so far about Aincrad's "Secret Maps", the Hell based floors were among the least talked about. The Black Iron Dungeon was an ever growing dungeon on Floor 1 that increases in size with every floor cleared. There was also supposedly a secret garden dungeon called Little Eden, but Wulfrin had yet to locate that one. Then there was Avernus. Nestled behind a gigantic three-headed dog, was a pair of giant

"Alright," Wulfrin stretched as he stepped into the territory of Florenthia Village. "Before we go chasing down the big bear that is Kumatetsu, it'll be best if we expand your tool box just a bit Astra." Wulfrin was in full combat gear, The Blade of Zariel sheathed behind his right shoulder and his Helldusk Armor primed for dishing out serious pain to anything that may come their way. As the entered the gate, Wulfrin produced a vial of dark liquid. With a small cloth he methodically applied the salve to his armor, it's minty fragrance seemingly drawing attention from all the creatures aro

The manic words and phrases continued to echoed from Akir as she desperately clung to life. Her voice had become distorted as if her very code was beginning to corrupt and fracture. The shadows continued to to destroy her form as the void called for the reclamation of her. Around the arena more figures in cloaks appeared to watch the ongoing battle. Next to Montjoy, another cloaked figure, with eyes that burned like fire, seemed to speak though the words were unintelligible from this distance. The two then went on to watch the farce play out before them. Akir in her continued state of hysteria

Wulfrin got the message about a crab boil and wasted no time telling Ciela before immediately bee lining it to Floor 24. When he arrived there was already quite the crowd gathering. Most of his fellow guild mates were there a long side some other familiar faces. Wulfrin wasted no time filling up his platter, creating a seafood feast to rival any that had been built before. Dressed in a simple shirt and swim trunks, Wulfrin and his mountain of food slotted nicely next to Morningstar at the Tracker's table. "Wassup fellow guildies?" Wulfrin was desperately trying to play it cool, but was ep

Neither of them was willing to give into fate. Akir's vision was blurring as the dark shadows of the void began to reach her face. She was only barely able to keep her weapon moving. Where once as least a hint of sanity remained, now only manic hysteria filled the space. It was a desperate fight for survival now. A cornered animal fighting to survive. Akir's blade arced through the air wildly, finding purchase in Mari's form. It was a heavy hit, taking away a large chunk of her health bar. The taunts from Mari fell on deaf ears as Akir's delusions took full control. Her form now but a shell ru

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"Right," Wulfrin nodded as Ciela and Astra each moved in to attack the small group of slimes. "Slimes are easy peasy." Icingdeath's frigid mist filled their immediate area. It clung to the ground as crystals began to form behind Wulfrin. Mimicing, Astra's opening Wulfrin darted around the battlefield corraling the slimes into a nice centralized location. His combo finished with a cerulean square that burst outward horizontally form the group. Two slimes got it worse than the others, turning into solid ice before shatteirng into shards of light from Wulfrin's lingering effects. The other t

A grin. Mari was losing ground. Her dominant hand struggled to keep the polearm in motion. It was comical how much fight she was trying to put up. The laugh Akir let loose was that of manic and power. From the brink of the void's beckoning, Akir was turning the tide. In another fluid motion, Akir's own weapon spun around in a defiant slash. Then her feet gave way. A pair of icy blue eyes peered down from above. Again he was interfering. The mists of shadow continued to drift off Akir's form as she fell back to the ground. "I..." Akir panted pulling herself back to her feet with all the st

"Lol nope," Wulfrin chuckled as he thought back to the trip with Nari. "Took me and my partner a bit to get it deciphered. I just happened to uncover a few cheeky work arounds. Consumables won't help, but your gear and skills choices can boost you." Wulfrin picked the tablet up off the stump and handed it over to Astra. Wulfrin fidgeted with the rings on his finger and his eyes shifted to a slightly green tinted form. While Astra held the tablet Wulfrin traced the writing with his finger reading aloud as he translated in real time. “If seeking power, wisdom and resilience, find ye th

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The outward force of Belregor caused Wulfrin to skid back a bit. Wulfrin watched as Belregor attempted to fell their tank to no avail before rocketing into the air. It was a wind up. There was no doubt that Belregor was preparing for a massive attack. Should Wulfrin run? Should he try to break the stance? Tough choices echoed through Wulfrin's mind like a cacophonous symphony. "Baldur!" Wulfrin ordered through the chaos. "On me! We gotta try and turn this guy into a popsicle! He's prepping something big!" Wulfrin's attention fell back to his wife, Ciela, preparing to buckle down and