Wulfrin

"See," Wulfrin chuckled as he prepared to strike again. "The difference between you and I is I'm not in it for the glory or the money. I couldn't care less if I'm even remembered here after today. No. Today is about proving a point." Wulfrin's blade cut through the air like a hot knife through butter, only this knife had no sharpness to it. Wulfrin maneuvered his strike in such a way that the flat of Icingdeath's frozen blade to smash into Difenda. As his target burst into an array of fractal motes, his blade continued slamming into Purotekuta's sternum. With a heavy thud the cloth armore

"Leave the two big boys to me," Wulfrin said as he pulled his hood up, his Fallen Angel Garb in full display now that showtime was upon them. "Get the people to safety, Uso-Tsuki from fleeing too far, and keep the mooks off me. It's time to make a name for ourselves." Wulfrin began to make his way out of the trees and towards the Cheif's location. Seemingly to appear form no where, thanks to his armor's special properties. It didn't take long for Wulfrin to position himself between the chief and his assailants. "Don't you know it's bad luck to interrupt worship rituals?" Wulfrin spok

"No it's not," Wulfrin said joking back. "I had it made for... a wedding... my wedding. Specifically with Ciela. I really wanted your opinion. I hope I don't look too weird." "I actually was trying to get in touch with you in person. I can't exactly track you down most days," Wulfrin sighed as he fumbled through his menus an withdrew a small neatly folded piece of paper and handed it over to Freyd. He watched intently, still shifting nervously. "I know it's a teeny bit short notice, but I haven't exactly gotten some one on one time with you. Here is your official invite to th

Wulfrin slid down the grades attempting to make up for lost time. There was a fairly decent chance that whoever or whatever had tailed the girls was still out there, and they were out for blood. Pixels? What do you consider the blood of NPCs? Binary code maybe? Wulfrin shook his head clear, his ADHD was going to get him killed sidetracking him like that. Icingdeath in hand he leveled his blade at the area around him. The fractals of the fallen mob dissipating before his eyes. "Whoever's out there!" He shouted over the booms of the brewing storm. "Make yourself known! It'll save me having

"Depends," Wulfrin said with a shrug and a sly smile. "You gunna step up and cast a line?" Wulfrin moved further down the bank towards the town's western edge. Perhaps it was the poor choice of locale. Then he cocked his head and turned his attention to their less than helpful NPC tag along. "Which bird?" Wulfrin said with a fire in his eyes. Solaris was sharing in his frustration. "Not that it matters. I'm not using either of them as bait." Wulfrin sent his line flying into the lake before them. There was little movement from the bobber as the lake's surface fell eerily calm. F

"Right," Wulfrin said dismissively to the captain. "We need to get moving. We have a schedule to keep." Wulfrin climbed aboard the ship, Solaris took over the crows nest a top the tallest mast. Wulfrin stood at the prow overlooking the waters directly a head of them. He continued to run over the plan many more times in his head before finally addressing the lieutenant. "I can handle the enforcers," Wulfrin said with his eyes fixated on the horizon. "Your men need to keep the people out of the line of fire. More importantly they need to keep Uso-Tsuki from fleeing. From what I've gath

Fusing two items: Item Name: Jack's Plate Item Tier: 4 Item ID: No ID, [Acquisition Link]; [Original Obtainment Link] Item Type: Heavy Armor Item Enhancements: Fl. Aura II; Taunt Description: A dark full plate armor that has hotspot nearly burning and igniting flames. Small sparks fly with each movement of the armor. Item Name: Griffin's Plate Item Tier: 4 Item ID: 166087a Item Type: Heavy Armor Item Enhancements: Recovery II; Frost Aura Description: A snug set of leather armor spotted with metal plate that keeps the cold insulated, making sure the users doesn’t burn

"Shit," Wulfrin said as chaos began to erupt. "Solaris get me some eyes on those girls!" The duo burst into action, Wulfrin in a dead sprint pushing past NPCs in a frantic rush to make up for lost ground. Solaris soared through the air, a neat little portable quest marker should he need one in a situation such as this. The two always traveled like this, it was second nature. Wulfrin only need to briefly look up to check his current course. Time was of the essence. Sure they were NPCs and would likely respawn if they were killed and whatever quest they were tied to would just reset for the

Skill(s) Being Dropped: None Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Night Vision SP Incurred Towards Limit: 3 [3/50 reset on 10/1/24] SP Refunded: 3 Cost: 30,000 col sent to banker.

Wulfrin had set out scouting the final location a few days prior. He and Ciela had settled on Raitoboru Bay as the destination of choice for their wedding. There was only one teensy problem left to solve. He had to get the last invites out. More importantly he needed to speak to one person in particular about a large part he wanted them to play. Quickly Wulfrin shuffled through menus to pull up his messages and sent out a message directly to Freyd. To: Freyd From: Wulfrin Subj: A favor Hey I was wondering if you could meet me in Raitoboro Bay

"Ah yes," Wulfrin said as he set a project aside. "Ciela's a wonderful person isn't she. So what can I do for you." Wulfrin studied the item being requested. He noticed every detail the patron had left for him. There wasn't much outside the basics of type, rarity, and enhancements, but Wulfrin always enjoyed being gifted the honor of creating and naming the item. "I can get this done pretty quick," He said as he started to rummage through his blanks. "Just grab a seat over there and I'll get you when it's ready." With that Wulfrin set to work forging a new rapier for the up and

DATE: [9/1/24] RANK 7 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 823/1279] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 8 x2 using 1 Marasinonian Breakfast (Crafter's Respite) CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Basic Workshop +2 EXP per craft Crafting T4 [Heavy Armor]s ID: 225215 | CD: 4 | LD: 9 | Salvage | Materials Lost ID: 225216 | CD: 10 | LD: 10 | Success | Rare ID: 225217 | CD: 2 | LD: 13 | Fail | Materials Lost ID: 225218 | CD: 10 | LD: 3 | Success | Rare ID: 225219| CD: 3 | LD: 10 | Salvage | Materials Lost Crafting T4 [Katana]s ID: 225220 | CD: 2 | LD: 6 | Fail | Materials Lost I

New Item Craft: Duelist's Rapier | T1 Perfect Rapier | ID [221552] | DMG 3 Desc. This elegant rapier is designed for speed and precision, capable of dealing devastating strikes. The guard around the hand is an intricate weave of thin metal bands that takes the form of a phoenix. Cost: Materials paid during crafting process. Post Link (Note: item listed as a Saber in craft attempts as it was made before the rework):

"Thanks," Wulfrin said as he took the key from the lieutenant. "Apology accepted lieutenant. Best get some rest yourself. Your men will need a leader that is at the top of their game." Wulfrin patted the guard on his shoulder as he turned to leave. It only took a few minutes to find his room, SAO being what it was made that rather easy. Once inside he removed his armor and sword changing into more comfortable attire. With a few swipes of his menus he brought up the message feature and hastily sent a message to his fiancé. TO: KnightessCiela FROM: Wulfrin

Wulfrin sat in the meeting content to let the NPCs have their chat. He had gone through the scenario multiple times in his head to the point he was confident he could execute his part flawlessly. As a player though, it was easy to pick him out at the table. He was rapidly stuffing his face with an unhealthy amount of consumables in preparation. He maintained eye contact with each speaker as they spoke in turn, his familiar Solaris waiting intently for the order to strike. Wulfrin could feel the disdain from the Lieutenant as he doubted Wulfrin's ability to protect their chief. "My fight o

It had been some time since Wulfrin had visited Floor 6. Despite the less than welcoming demeanor of the residents, Wulfrin found a strange sense of comfort walking its various winding pathways. His last visit had brought him face to face with his very own doppelganger, an entity known only as The Gemini. Today he came chasing a lead. Something about a waterfall? His mind was drawing a blank, likely a result of all the work he had been putting in to prepare for the raid. In these preparations, he had achieved quite the goal. He now found himself set as high as the game would allow his sta

"I did," Wulfrin said focused on the sails. "But I think it's best I only share with him." And with that Wulfrin went silent for the rest of the trip. He was intent of sharing his information with the chief and no one else. He had the target on his back and the fewer people that knew about the details the better. Wulfrin needed them to continue on their current plans for the assassination. Wulfrin planned to ambush the ambushers. After all if he could sneak past the one trusted to organize everything, he could get close enough to stop the event before it happens. Once they made land fall,

"I don't think your paralytic venom worked Star," Wulfrin said as he watched The Slime King raise its blade to retaliate. "Watch out!" Wulfrin intercepted the king's greatsword with his own much smaller blade. The recoil sent the Slime King onto its back foot, or was it back pseudopod? It didn't exactly have legs let alone feet. Semantics aside, there was an opening and Wulfrin took full advantage. A carefully placed strike against the arm holding the greatsword caused its aim to become ever so slightly off course. Wulfrin eyed the HP bar of his current foe. At the moment there had been v

Wulfrin tucked the parchment into his coat and vanished into the canopy. Having narrowly escaped the camp with the info he needed, he had no desire to continue pressing his luck. He took his time maneuvering through the canopy, attempting not to draw any further attention. There was a nonzero chance that Hogo-Sha would notice the missing document, and Wulfrin intended to be long gone by the time that happened. Once he arrived at the beach, Wulfrin watched the horizon for the small boat to circle back. Once the ship arrived to pick him up, Wulfrin hastily climbs aboard and helps get the ship go

"I will definitely make this into a murder," Wulfrin smirked as he drew Icingdeath, its cold mist chilling the very air around it. The already slightly blue tinted blade began to shine an even brighter cerulean light as Wulfrin charged forward. He cut a massive swath through the monkey horde. As he cut through his third target though, it didn't shatter like the others. This one froze into an ice sculpture of a flying monkey trapped forever in its final moments, only to shatter upon collision with the ground. "I love this blade," Wulfrin said with enthusiasm, pointing at the shards of ice.

"Me a prince?" Wulfrin chuckled. "No unfortunately I don't think I'm worthy of such a title. Definitely not charming either. I'm pretty sure Charisma is a dump stat for me." Wulfrin cast his line back into the river and watched as the bobber gently rocked on the lazy waves. He kept looking around the area for any threats that may approach them. Content they were still being left alone, he lay back down on the river bank and stared longingly at the floor above. "Then again," He said as he shrugged. "I never was a big romance guy to begin with. I prefer epic fantasy adventures, and whi

"Give it a bit," Wulfrin said as he pat Ciela's armored shoulder. "If you can't damage him stack up some effects like stun, delay, or even shatter." Wulfrin drew his blade and made a run at Ugzeke. To prove a point, he slammed the pommel of his blade into the back of the troll's head. The giant staggered and stumbled. Wulfrin mainly was doing it as a precaution. He knew Ugzeke would likely ignore their little party, but there was the slimmest chance their attacks would not go unnoticed. That and Freyd could chunk the beasty's hit points, at least in theory anyway. Wulfrin landed back on t

Wulfrin caught the slight glance from Morningstar. Wulfrin had set up for his massive single target strike, but then pivoted to a stance that allowed for a lesser art to be used. If the phoenix was going to keep respawning this quick, energy consumption was the name of the game. With pin-point accuracy, Wulfrin unleashed a massive upward slash that left an even larger wound behind it than his last strike had. The phoenix turned to ash. Instinctively Wulfrin turned away as the flaming sprang back to life with a torrential inferno. Wulfrin regrouped with his companions. As he watched the Ph

"It's definitely seen better days," Wulfrin said as he went to work on Dying Sun. "You've put some serious miles on it." Wulfrin slaved away over Morningstar's blade, arguably more so than his own. He took pride in the work he did for others, his little way of giving back to all those who had helped him get as far as he had. Once the last of the slime and corrosion had been removed from the blade, Wulfrin returned it to Morningstar. "You should probably take the time to get your gear looked at now and again." He said with a smirk. "Our weapons here are what vehicles are to us in the

Having received a message from Riardon that his store was established, Wulfrin made his way up to floor 28. He wasn't surprised by the choice of location. Had Wulfrin not fallen in love with the lake side aesthetic that was Floor 22, he may have chosen to settle here as well. Wulfrin had done just as he promised and emptied his inventory of all his unidentified items, a generous gift for the upstart appraiser. "Here we are," Wulfrin said as he hefted the sack onto the table. "A nice selection of unidentified goods to get you started. I'll bring by more as I find them." * * * Wul