[F7-SP] The Grind [Complete]

[Opal 0]

Flicking silver strands of hair from her face, the Laughing Coffin initiate who was more than just a normal initiate found herself in the lost ruins of floor seven. Her eyes scanned broken marble foundations and pillars, dirt crusted roads that lead to nowhere in particular and a sky darkened by the cavern like system. Her violet eyes fixed on the features of the crumbling structures as she reminisced over her training with her former master Myoga. 

"It has been a long time since then..." she had spoken mainly to herself until the green imp poked his head up at her, "Ah Mistress Opal, what are you talking about?" The familiar blinked, but she gave no answer to him. She only sighed and stretched her fingers across her menu and swept a whetstone across the surface of her blade. 

"Let's go Jaken. We have a day ahead of us." 

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+4 Dmg Bonus; 1 Whetstone Used

Edited June 18, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Jaken followed his Mistress around. Her blade soaked with the powers of the whetstone. She eyed the first group of dregs, "This would be a lot more fun if they were players. But I guess I can't complain. Help me out Jaken, find a good spot for me to cut them open." The King Imp pointed, helping Opal make her way through the mobs. Sweeping slashed adorned their bodies and eviscerated the crowd of Sand Trolls. She opted out of using her accuracy enchanted equipment and instead was using something she had got at an Artisan's shop a while back. The item was able to give her a bigger col boost when dealing the final blows to the enemy. Coupled with her Surprise Attack, she can easily farm col and materials with the easiest of motions. Flicking her blade,t he woman continued her path of destruction.  

<<Battle Engaged>>

Opals HP: 193/193
EN: 28/48
Sword Art: Amatsu no Himura || EN: 20 || Dmg: 190 -38 = 152 Dmg

x4 Sand Trolls: HP 0/150 || Mit: 38 || Dmg: 76

ID: 61120
MD: Dead
BD: 9 [+1 Dmg]
LD: 9+4 = 13[+4800 Col; Prosperity Equipment]
+4 Mats

Edited June 9, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Small hands clapped for his Mistress as Jaken allowed his staff to fall onto his shoulder as he marveled at her strength, "Yes Master Opal! Well done!" he shouted with a small cheer. The woman gave off a half smile at her familiar and flicked her blade to the side, "All in the day's work, I suppose. But I am sure we'll be finding more soon. Come Jaken, off to the shadows with us. I shall be bringing the pain with my Suprise Attack on the next round. Let us carry on."

The green Imp nodded his head, it was time for them to venture out and seek more col and loot. 

Notes: Now Stealthed and Primed for SA. 
Current Equipment: Masamune X, Vambraces of Eternal Slumber, Amulet of Prosperity 

[Opal 0]

Through the darkness of the shade of the valley, the woman sprinted and charged into the fray of Sand Trolls that were caught completely by surprise. Her Masamune shining with a violent aura now decimated her targets. Slash after slash she cut into their sandy hides until they were nothing more than exploded pixels. Once more her familiar clapped his small hands at her brave victory. To the floor dropped her reward, a handful of materials and a rare blood vial that would restore her energy. 

"Looks like I don't need a chef after all." 

<<Battle Engaged>>

Opals HP: 193/193
EN: 9/48
Sword Art: Amatsu no Himura || EN: 20 || Dmg:  190 -38 = 152 Dmg

x4 Sand Trolls: HP 0/150 || Mit: 38 || Dmg: 76

ID: 61123
MD: Dead
BD: 7 [Surprise Attack +1 Dmg]
LD: 18+4 = 22 [+4 Rare Items]
+4 Mats

Edited June 14, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61367
LD: 10+4

Flicking the snow white hair from off her shoulder, Opal was now searching through the broken soil for any useable materials. She was once more alone again. Friends and companions seem to disappear once she had become the pariah of Aincrad, and yet she never felt more alive than she has ever been. She had a few personal friends, if they could be called as such. The woman Avilon, while the girl was eager to learn she might be too nice for the sort of work Opal and the Laughing Coffin association. Then there was Jazmyne. She would work well with her collective group of misfits, but time would tell for that. She had slim pickings but Kalesh seemed like a trustworthy companion as well; holding no bonds or ties with a guild made him a reliable friend as well; and a good [censored] buddy when the mood struck. 

ENR 1/3

Edited June 11, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61368
LD: 14+4 [+1 Mat]
EN: 2/3

Using her booted toe, the woman was able to uncover a shiny looking rock from among the rubble of the temples. Her violet eyes shifted around her as she bent down and lifted the chunk of rock from the land, tapping the necessary buttons for it to go to her inventory and then itemizing it within. She sighed and swept the long violet streaks of hair from her face when she had bent down. She was still recovering her energy, which meant no action for a little while longer. And yet she was fine without it so far. Floor seven always stirred emotions within her, despite going back and thrusting the blade of traitorism into her friends backs...there was maybe still an inkling of that light where she held some kind of regret. She would have to live with what and continue moving forward. 

"Regretting is not going to help me." 

Edited June 11, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61619
LD: 14+4 = 18 [+1 Mat]
ENR: 3/3

Breathing from her nose, Opal once more poured over the rocky and broken temple formation looking for something to sate her urges for material collecting as she had only a little bit to go in replenishing her pools of energy. Violet eyes scanned the distance of the land as she shifted her weight and got up from where she knelt. The little imp Jaken carried his staff in a particular way as he hobbled to an odd shaped plant and plucked it from its root. 

"Is this what you were looking for Mistress Opal?" he asked holding the item in his hand, "Ahh, yes. Thank you, Jaken. Good work," the compliment gave the familiar a prideful look. And the duo continued to look through the abandoned temple ruins. 

Edited June 14, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Not bothering with her Stealth, Opal took to the wind. Her figure a black blur as her Katana pulsed with violet energy. Engaging the well known Amatsu no Himura, she laid waste to the Snake People before they could even lift up their tridents at her. Sweeping slashes along their scaley bodies was enough to drop them in their place. Around her form the scattered remains of the Naga blew up in front of her in blue pixels as she collected her loot.

"Let's go Jaken, there is another group ahead." 

<<Battle Engaged>>

Opals HP: 193/193
EN: 28/48
Sword Art: Amatsu no Himura || EN: 20 || Dmg: 200 - 40 = 160 Dmg

x4 Sand Naga: HP 0/160 || Mit: 40 || Dmg: 76

ID: 61620
BD: 10 [+2 Dmg]
MD: dead
LD: 10 +4 = 14 [+4800 Col]

Edited June 14, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Opal took a moment to collect her thoughts and analyzed the body of mobs that were ahead of her. They were blocking the entrance as her violet eyes scanned the area. "They seem to be on high alert Jaken. Thing a stealth kill would be enough to take them down?" She asked her familiar, he in question tuned to her and nodded, "Best plan of action, Mistress Opal. Can't go wrong with a well executed stealth attack." he replied.

The woman stood up and pointed her finger to him commanding that he stay put for the time being. The little green Imp nodded his head as he watched her full figure delve into the shadows and mix with the darkness. He could not see her as she lurked and moved like a shade in the darkness. 

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Notes: Stealthed

[Opal 0]

Within the grasp of darkness did her body lye. Waiting for the opportune time to strike the nagas at the entrance to their lair. Violet eyes scanned and found the four just fumbling around as she stalked her prey. It was easy to take out these trash mobs. Her violet eyes focused and she charged, her blade hissing through the air; no battle cry. With long sweeps of her blade, she cut down each man-snake and ripped through their flesh like it was nothing. Pixels of all colors danced around her as she collected her loot and whistled for Jaken to follow. 

<<Battle Engaged>>

Opals HP: 193/193
EN: 10/48
Sword Art: Amatsu no Himura || EN: 20 || Dmg: 190-40 =150

x4 Sand Naga: HP 0/150 || Mit: 40 || Dmg: 76

ID: 61717
BD:  Surprise Attack [+1 Dmg]
MD: rip
LD: 11+4 = 15 [+4800 Col]
+4 Mats

Edited June 15, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

With the four nagas slain, Opal received a pop of of two different kinds. The first was the basic reward of getting the loot, the other was the long waited arrival of getting to level fifty. There was a small girlish cheer in her as she mentally raised her fist and roared out she finally achieved one of her goals. Her outward appearance did not show it, but none the less, "Looks like I am 50s player now. Just leveled up, Jaken." She said the King Imp. 

The small creature gave her a sound round of applause as he cheered for her and congratulated her. She smiled thickly with her plump black lips, even if it was just an NPC familiar, the small token of such was welcomed to her. Clearing her throat, she nodded to him. "We'll get some ice cream after this adventure." She said in appreciation to the Imp. 

ENR: 1/3

ID: 61742
LD: 4+4 = 8 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID:61743 
LD:9+4 = 13
ENR: 2/3

Walking along the path, Opal had searched low and high for some of those hidden materials. But it had proven to be not so effective. She hummed lightly a small tune that she had often hummed to herself while she was embarking on such solo quests. The need for power and skill points was a much desired source of income and the way she was providing for herself now was more than inspiring for herself. She knew she was getting more power and she was quickly becoming greedy with her own desires. "Come Jaken, there doesn't seem to be anything here. Hey! Put that down." Sometimes it was like walking with a child...

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61744
LD: 4+4 = 8
ENR:3/3
Stealthed At End of Post

Once again there was no luck to be had as Opal peered over the edge of a font, her eyes quickly gleaming to see if anything could be procured from the mountain peak. With a gentle sigh and rubbing her hands against the brittle edge, the woman kicked off from the wall and found a small open mouth cavern. Jaken approached it first, "It feels rather cool in here Mistress Opal, you might want to bundle up in something warmer before going in." His opinion did not go without note as she nodded, "It is rather drafty in there, isn't it? But not nearly as cold as the fourth floor. I believe we shall be alright in going in without the need to 'bundle up.' Let us proceed within and attempt to find some treasure or something." She gestured once more with a head nod for her familiar to come. He rapped his staff thrice on the ground before moving forward with his Master. 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

In the cover of the darkness in the cavern, Opal snuck up on a few slithering basilisks that were basking in the humidity of the environment. With her weapon draw and buzzing with impure violet light, she took to the wave of mobs with quickness in her step. Charging and sweeping around and rotating on her foot, the blade struck through the thick reptiles as easily as any other; quickly denouncing them of this mortal plane. With a flick of her blade she nodded to her companion and familiar to follow once again, "Path is clear. Let's continue on."

<<Battle Engaged>>

Opals HP: 200/200
EN: 30/50
Sword Art: Amatsu no Himura || EN: 20 || Dmg: 190-40 = 150

x4 Cavern Basilisk: HP 0/150 || Mit: 40 || Dmg: 76

ID: 61745
BD:  Surprise Attack [+1 Dmg]
MD: broken
LD: 11+4 = 15 [+4800 Col]
+4 mats
 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61746
LD:5+4 = 9
Stealthed

Opal yawned slightly, the melancholy air seemed to coincide with her sleepiness as she sheepishly moved through the drafty cavern, "Mmm, despite it be quite chilly in here, I feel uncontrollably sleepy..." the woman gave out another loud yawn as she stumbled a bit in her footing, "What the hell is going on?" The familiar did not seem to be ensnared by whatever was making her feel lethargic.  "Oh! Master Opal! I have heard tales of a dungeon boss that is of a plant species called the VileBulb.It releases toxins into the air that makes its enemies sleepy and lethargic. Perhaps we should retreat, it could be dangerous to continue on?" 

The woman shook her head, "No, this is a good challenge for me...We'll--" she let out a long yawn and waved her hand to finish her sentence to carry on as they were. Shaking her head, the woman guided Jaken to the shadows as she leaned against the wall of the darkness and moved slowly with caution steps. 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61747
LD: 16+4+2 = 22
Advanced Dungeon
ENR: 2/3
Mobs: 0/15

With her body pressed to the cavern walls, the woman released her grip from the Masamune as she shifted from the wall to the ground tumbling over. She cursed lightly as she shook her head, dizzy now as she retook her katana and placed a hand on the wall as Jaken rushed for her aid, "Are you alright?" The woman hand fell upon a trigger in the wall, the floor beneath them swallowing them up as they slid down a shaft. Both their bodies twisted and turned until they hit a lower level in the cavern. "[censored]!" the woman cursed loudly as she regained her senses, the small imp flat over her body as she took him by the ankle and moved him off of her. Getting up on her feet, the dizzy and lethargy seemed to be wearing off. "Well looks like we found an entrance to a dungeon. Might as well get some experience in...Get up, Jaken. We are pushing on."

 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61748
LD: 10 +4 = 14
ENR: 3/3

The cavern hallway seemed to get smaller and smaller almost suffocating the two as they made their way through the narrow passage way. Her ample bosom rubbing against the two walls as she seemed almost to be squished in like meat between a sandwich. She struggled, "Times like these...ugh...wish I was flat chested..." she annoyed herself with her buxom body, but the passage way cleared up as they came out on the other side. There seemed to be a large room within the cavern and several different pathways twisting and turning into different directions. 

"How annoying. Jaken, pick a path." The Imp peered through the darkness they best he could and pointed to the left center path, "You better be right about this..." she said with a stern voice which made him gulp. The woman activated her stealth ability once more to get the drop on any suspecting enemies along the way. 

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

With her body hidden, the woman came up to a squad of what appeared to be metal clad guardians. "Interesting..." she thought internally. With her blade in hand, the katana glowed as she began the movements for her sword art. Charging in through the darkness and without a sound to be alerted, she ripped and shredded her way through the four of them. The heavy arms falling to their sides as they exploded easily and without consequence. She sighed, "Not even worth my time." 

 

Opals HP: 200/200
EN: 38/50
Sword Art: Gen Getsu || 12 EN || Dmg: 114 Dmg - 7 = 107

x4 Temple Guardians: HP 0/28 || Mit: 7  || Dmg: 21 

ID: 61479
BD:  Surprise Attack [+1 Dmg]
MD: broken
LD: 5+4 = 9
4/15 Mobs Dealt With

Edited June 16, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Four more guardians met the blade of the Masamune. And just like the many others, they had drowned in their own digital blood and were crushed by the might of Opal's titan hand. Her violet gaze turned back to the clapping ego boosting familiar that cheered her on after every slaying, "You don't need to always clap for me, Jaken. It's getting a little old..." The odd little familiar hobbled with his staff over his shoulder and nodded, "But one must appreciate the beauty in the destruction of your sword, Master!" The woman nodded in turn and with a vibrant black smile. 

"True enough, Jaken. Once we clear these next handful of floors, we'll be ready for tier three equipment and items. And we'll be unstoppable." 

Opals HP: 200/200
EN: 18/50
Sword Art: Amatsu no Homura || 20 EN || Dmg: 180-35 = 145

x4 Greater Temple Guardians: HP 0/140 || Mit: 35  || Dmg: 76

ID: 61789
BD:  5+1 = hit
MD: broken
LD: 8+4 = 12 [+4480 Col]
+4 Mats
8/15 Mobs Dealt With

Edited June 17, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

With her energy drained and more shiny things to add to her list, Opal swept up her loot and continued on after the sword art had dissipated. "It is such a drag culling down these worthless mobs...[censored]..." the woman yawned once more feeling the effects of what appeared to the boss room coming up soon. Her eyes glossed over at the door to her right, a wooden door in such a dank cavern. Her eyes shifted and her back fell against the wall and slid down. 

"Mmm, maybe I'll just take a small rest," she spoke to her familiar. The little imp scurried towards her, his staff dropping next to him as he moved his hands over her shoulder nudging the woman awake, "No Master! Stay awake! There are more monsters out here in the open!" the King Imp said, afraid to be killed by the roaming shadows within this cavern. 

Opals HP: 200/200
EN: 0/50
Sword Art: Haku Senpu || 19 EN || Dmg: 144- 25 = 119 

x4 Medium Temple Guardians: HP 0/100 || Mit: 25  || Dmg: 75

ID: 61789
BD:  5+1 = hit
MD: broken
LD: 19+4 = 23 [+4 Rare Items]
+4 Mats
12/15 Mobs Dealt With

Edited June 17, 2016 by Opal