Wulfrin

"Guess the kill is mine," Wulfrin smirked, his blade arched towards the long forgotten time king. "Time for the King to be put down...again." Icingdeath surged to life with a vibrant sapphire blue. Wulfrin knew the effects were useless given the boss's main skill, but it was never about the debuff. It was Wulfrin's best energy cost per damage point sword art. Forgotten King's Autority was a must have skill for players to have as it removes similar disablements from the player, but why cant it be a permanent buff like the mob's version. Oh wait there was this thing called game balance, som

"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

"If someone were to trespass into your home," The gemini replied. "And one of your brothers lay eviscerated on the ground in their arms. Wouldn't you fight to, if nothing else, avenge them?" The Gemini turned back towards the water, ripples from the falling rain disturbing its surface. The gemini let out a sigh in slight irritation. Clearly the figure was on edge. Thunder boomed as the brief storm began to clear, small beams of light cascading from the heavens pierced the canopy, bringing the faintest of color back to this part of the jungle. "We are fragments," The gemini continued.

The Gemini flinched as the blade arced across its form. Defeated it well to its knees, its head hung low in submission to Astra. It prepared for its final moments before the blade stopped short of ending its life. An act of mercy? Perhaps the swordsman spoke truth. "Bold ambitions swordsman," The Gemini spoke as it struggled to its feet. "Many like you have come with the same ideals. What you fail to grasp is how futile your goal is." Astra's gemini made its way towards a small pond at the center of the clearing, the rain lightening ever slightly. It stared into its refection and all

The false Astra stumbled back with the impacts of the incoming sword art. It was on the back foot, its element of surprise expended. It struggled to recover its stance as Astra bombarded it with questions. Through gritted teeth, the False Astra reclaimed its footing. "That is a question you should ask yourself," The false Astra hissed. "Why are YOU doing this? Why do you raise your sword each day? Why do you fight a losing battle?" Unable to see an opening in Astra's stance, his reflection simply began to circle him, like a wolf preparing to pounce on its prey. This was its turf, and

"I never leave home without one," Wulfrin sighed as he reached into the pockets of his garb. "Not since the Cave of Wonders anyway." The black churned in the distance as the storm roiled overhead. There was no signs of the storm ending anytime soon and with a sigh, Wulfrin pulled out a crystal. He looked back towards the lighthouse. His mind fixating on how many innocent NPCs had been slaughtered by his blade. The frontlines would have their work cut out for them now. One thing Wulfrin was struggling to figure out was how. What caused the change in the NPCs? Perhaps Floor 29 had more to t

"There's one more thing you all should know," Wulfrin paused as the group prepared to leave. "These hostile mobs we've been fighting. They're the NPCs of this floor. Morningstar and I found the info out at the lighthouse overlooking the Black. They've been corrupted and twisted from their original forms. By what we haven't figured out. For now all we can do is fight back and hope there is a way to reverse it. Stay sharp and focused, we've got a floor to clear." Wulfrin's body began to glow with the familiar light of Press the Attack, provided by Hirru, as they approached their target. Mor

Wulfrin was doing his best. At this point he was starting to feel way out of his depth. Here he was in the depths of a sewer system, slashing into slimes that made his blade was practically ineffective here. Despite it all, Wulfrin continued to press his attack. The first slime molded itself around his wide arcing slashes. Wulfrin managed to find purchase within the second of the Slime Kings, causing it to reel back from the impact. Wulfrin's blade continued to arc with the newly formed Slime King simply shifted around his blade. Wulfrin gritted his teeth. This was getting annoying now. Not be

The Winged Priestess made her presence known. As Freyd crashed into the ground following a filed attempt to bring her down, Wulfrin leapt up to counter with her guard down. Icingdeath's frigid aura clung to Athia's form as Wulfrin effortlessly carved through the boss's HP. Strike after strike caused ice to accumulate turning the Valkyrie priestess into a frozen statue not unlike her sisters. Wulfrin followed the boss down to the ground, sliding out of the way of whatever onslaught his party would bring upon her. "Anyone order frozen Valkyrie?" Wulfrin chuckled as he prepared for a follow

"Yeah," Wulfrin replied with a chuckle as Freyd shoved Mina into the lake. "I'm going after that Tech art he drops in round two, but I've gotta clear part one first." Wulfrin had developed the goal of collecting each of the Tech sword arts following his taking of the Tech shift. The more he had, the more options he had in combat. Cerberus's art was a Sword Skill that could burn targets, saving Wulfrin from hunting down a weapon with said enhancement on it. Wulfrin made his way over to the now soaked Mina and helped her back onto the dock. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble," Wulfrin

"I agree," Wulfrin said as he looked over towards his guild master, clearly becoming racked with the same guilt from the burden they now shared. "If it's any consolation, the NPC's should respawn if we are able to reverse it." Wulfrin's mind began to ponder. Thoughts were always an escape for him when such issues arose. Hell after Callisto, he pretty much went silent in his own head, looking for any form of distraction from his mortality. "Just in time for the raid," His gemini spoke from within his mental landscape. "This burden is going to be a heavy one. Do you have the strength t

The hooded figure's gaze remained fixated on the fallen figure before them, seemingly looking past Astra. The second Astra's gaze left the figure they were gone, becoming one with the shadows. Lightning arced across the sky illuminating the clearing for the briefest of moments. An uncountable number of similarly cloaked figures surrounded the clearing, cutting off all points of exit. Among the tree line, one remained unhooded. A familiar face of brown hair and red eyes that watched the arena with an analytical stare, his mentor Wulfrin, but There was no cursor signifying the presence of a pla

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"As if this place wasn't creepy enough," Wulfrin frowned as the hatch opened with a groan. "This a bad time to mention I don't do well with the horror genre?" Cautiously, Wulfrin began to descend the newly revealed ladder into a dimly lit laboratory. He drew his blade once he stepped off the ladder, not wanting to take any chances with the unknown room before them. Tools were left scattered about, partially pilfered wine crates left open with their contents shattered on the floor, and what looked like used animal bedding and scraps of adult magazines. It wasn't Wulfrin's idea of a cozy wo

"Cool," Wulfrin said as he collected his things. "You both made it. This time it's a wee bit different than Sharkbait as I'm not hitting Terra Firma this tme. I'm going after his younger brother." Wulfrin led the threesome through the sandy deserts to a make shift arena encircled by jagged spires of rock. Wulfrin, the ever cheeky lad he was, materialled a large iron bear trap from his inventory and placed it upon the shifting sands. It was kind of Callisto to have dropped such an item after his defeat in the raid of floor 28. Wulfrin gestured everyone to the edge of the ring as the trap w