[PP:F7] The Way Under the Mountain. (Teayre & Baldur)

[Teayre 0]

Floor seven. Windy, desolate yet so homely. The red head stood at the top of a mountain her cloak whipping around her as she scoured the sparse brush below. Several mobs loitered around below as players went about their business. Sitting on the ledge of one of the mountains her arm resting on one knee as she held the Muramasa, her name’s sake in it’s scabbard resting the point of the sheathed blade on the ground. Her eyes flicked to a patch of blue he’d finished off several mobs and was now walking along the valley below her perch. Shrugging her shoulders she slips off the ledge sliding down the edge of the mountain coming to a halt behind the man. A small smile comes across her lips. “Got room for one more with clearing out the mobs?”

[Baldur 0]

Baldur had just finished pixelating a group of orcs, and was on his way to track down the next spawn when he heard a voice from someone he hadn't noticed. He had been working through the valley, and hadn't seen anyone else around him. Spinning on his heel and stepping back, Baldur draw his katana with impressive speed and his eyes widened when he confronted an orange player. He had known a few good ones in his days here in the float castle, but he was always on edge when he came across them in the wild. This was someone who had taken a human life before; justified or not.

"Oh, hello." Baldur smiled and lowered his blade. She didn't seem to be aggressive, and if she had wanted to attack him, she could have done so with surprise already, but he didn't put the blade away just yet.

"I would love some company clearing out mobs." That was the truth, too. It was lonely, mindless work farming lesser floors.

"I'm called Baldur, by the way." He offered her a friendly smile and gestured with his free hand to call up the system menu and invite her to a group.

[Teayre 0]

A flash of white steel as the man in blue drew his katana, Teayre’s crimson eyes narrowed as she watched his muscles tense. Nodding at him the red head kept her left hand on the hilt of her blade pushing the weapon slightly out of the scabbard. Suddenly she dashes forwards, the long blade of the muramasa flying out and then back into its sheathe. Standing on the other side of Baldur she smiles.

Turning around and accepting the party invite. “Teayre.” She offers before looking over her shoulder she sighs as the pixels finally vanish for the Orc she had just killed that was skulking behind Baldur. “Watch your back though. I don’t think we’re going to have time just yet.”

Lifting her thumb up she lets her blade slip back completely into her scabbard.  Offering her hand out to the player, “Let’s give them hell, teach them why we’re better than this game.” Her lips twisted into a small smile as her eyes glimmered.

ID: 58136 BD: 8 (4 + 4 ACC) CD: 4 LD: 11 (9 + 2 LD) MD: 2

Teayre: 177/177 EN: 36/43 [Zekkai Used]
Baldur: 96/96 EN: 24/24

Armoured Orc: -20/90 ((15 +4) * 7 – 23 MIT) = 110 DMG

Loots:
1 x Material

Teayre's Stats for this thread:

HP: 177 Energy: 43 DMG:15 ACC: +4 EVA: +3 MIT: +12

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Equipment:

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Equipped:
Basic Light Armour
Muramasa(Rank2) - +8 DMG
Hidden Stone - +3 EVA
Finding Stone - + 3 ACC

At Ready:
Basic Teleport Crystal
Safeguard Potion (Prevents Damage from the next successful Attack.)
Lightning Rod ( Grants a weapon a one turn paralysis effect on a critical hit. Lasts for one thread. Takes a post action to apply )
Tier 1, Rank 2 Damage Potion (+2 DMG)
Potion of Fallen Strength (+3 DMG, - 9MIT)

Skills 

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One Handed Curved Sword - Rank 1
Light Armour - Rank 3
Charge - Rank 4
Battle Healing - Rank 1 
Search and Detect - Rank 2

Extra Skills

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Katana - Rank 5
Battojutsu - Rank 1
Concentration
Survival

Mods:

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Athletics (+5 Health, + 1 DMG)
Precision (+1 ACC)

 

Edited May 2, 2016 by Teayre