[F29-EV] Delivering the Sword #3

[Jevi 0]

//Thread #1
//Thread #2
//The Final Stand

Various materials used to build up the barrier had fallen. Furniture, doors, parts of brick walls where the mortar had held strong all crashed to the ground as the overwhelming force of monsters broke through. The valiant players who put their lives on the line to keep these abominations back from flooding the beach where the Frontliners did battle had to regroup. They struggled to gain footing over their enemy, but fought with every once of strength they had. Each and every one of them had a job to do, and each of them had hope that they would see the end of this madness with a new floor to explore. 

She was starting to lose hope that she would even see tomorrow.

Shouts for assistance fell upon deaf ears, as battle raged on around her. Snarls and unearthly squelching sounds, players rallying their teammates and steel crashed into their foes. No one could hear Jevi calling for help from under the fallen debris. In theory, crouching behind the fortifications to repair weapons and armor on the fly was a sound idea... but none of them were expecting the demons of the void to double - no, triple in size in a matter of seconds. Something must have bolstered their resolve, a 'second, more difficult wave' to put it in suitable, gamer terms. Despite, Jevi was still unable to free herself on her own.. and that was a bigger issue to her than a possible third wave. 

Feeling in her left arm was starting to go numb, the limb crushed under the weight of the fallen barricade. Loose strands of soaked, brunette hair fell down her face "Come.. on.. fuuUCK" she growled through grinding teeth, as she fought with all of her might to free herself. It was just like doing a push up, she told herself. A one handed pushup, easy.

With, like, five hundred pounds on her back.. maybe more. She wasn't good at math.

Who was she kidding, it was pointless.. Her muscles went slack as her body crashed back to the soaked ground. If this was where she was going to die, then she was ready to accept that. 

Wait, what is that light?  

Heading up the road from the South, she saw a player holding what looked to be a sword.. but one giving off a bright, radiant light. She never heard of any weapons in the game with abilities like that. As the one carrying the blade came into view, they appeared almost unphased by the madness and destruction around them. Holding the long blade up like she was carrying the Olympic torch. Gold eyes went wide with realization, piecing it together. In that moment, Jevi recalled that weird 'Fatal Error' quest that they all had gotten. Wasn't there a sword that needed to be returned to the labyrinth? What are the odds that this girl was carrying that very weapon. 

Launching from the shadows, that same, oversized creature that lead the charge through their defenses leapt out at the sword barer. "Look out!" Jevi shouted, but it was too late. The girl carrying the sword didn't have enough time to react and counter the eldritch monster - but Jevi did. Fight or Flight kicking in, and she decided to fight, Jevi pushed herself free with her newfound energy. Bones snapped and her trapped shoulder popped.. but it was a necessary sacrifice to make in an attempt to save this girl's life. Shattered arm hanging at her side, the brunette charged at the monster. 

"The hell are you doing?!" Jevi confronted the girl after taking down the threat. "You didn't even look like you were ready for a fight, do you know where you are?!"

She took a step back, and took a breath. 

"Are you alright?"

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Spoiler

Jevi | HP: 680/680 | EN: 82/82 | DMG: 23 | MIT: 78 | EVA: 3 | ACC: 2 | BH: 30 | KEEN: 2 | PARA | REC: 4

Jevi,
Level: 32
Paragon Level: 6
HP: 700/700
EN: 84/84

Stats:
Damage: 23
Mitigation: 78
Accuracy: 2
Evasion: 3
Battle Healing: 29
Keen: 2
Rec: 4
PARA

Equipped Gear:
Weapon: Maelstrom Bracers -  Keen | Keen | Para
Armor: Brawler's Respite - Mit | Mit | Recovery
Trinket: Fancy Footwork - Eva | Eva | Eva

Skills:
Combat Mastery: Damage R3
Specialization: AoE
Martial Arts R5
Light Armor R5
Fighting Spirit
Lock Picking R3
Battle Healing R4

Active Mods:
Meticulous

Addons:
Stamina x
Precision x
Ferocity x
Resolve x
Dismantling

Active Extra Skills:
Survival 

Buffs: 
Rested | -1 energy cost for the first two expenditures of each combat
Clean | The first time you would suffer DoT damage in a thread, reduce damage taken from DoT each turn by 20%
Multipurpose | Gain +1 to LD, Stealth Rating, Stealth Detection, or Prosperity to one post in a thread. Can be applied after a roll    
Relaxed | Increases out of combat HP regen by (5 * Tier HP) and decreases full energy regen to 2 Out of Combat Posts.    
Meticulous | +1 CD when crafting in one’s workshop.
Working | +2 EXP per crafting attempt
Forager | +2 Gathering EXP per gathering attempt    

 

[Adelyte 0]

  

  

   ♦Lv1 Adelyte

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"But like... I don't fight with a sword, I use a hammer!" 

...

"Oh! Its a special quest sword... does it have any cool powers?"

...

"Bummer... Okay, you wait there! I'll go get some rope from town, and I'll give the sword to someone to take the sword to Mordor, and then I'll be back! Pinky prom-"
They were too far down to accept her pinky promise. Blowing them a bit, overexaggerated kiss, Adelyte would step away from the cliff edge. 

"Stay safe! I'll be right back!" 

Unwrapping the red scarf from around her neck, she would fasten it to her forehead like some oversized bandanna. Some mud based warpaint on her cheeks ala Rambo, and she was ready to do her part. No point in dismissing the sword into her inventory, she would be the beacon of hope this floor needed. Holding the weapon up high, the light the blade emitted would shine a path forward and bring hope to all that fell in its rays...Jeez, its actually pretty heavy..

The road from the thick forests to Miremore was a straight shot, though it was not without danger. Players fought back the monsters of the darkness at every angle, turning the entire floor into one big warzone. She had heard stories of the Landonian Rebellion and how many players assisted in the battle there.. but this seemed like an entirely different level. Sticking to the path, Adelyte rushed across the open plain, shining sword upon her shoulder. It caught the eyes of a number of players, but even more monsters. Probably would be best to pick up the speed, she didn't have the combat expertise to fight anything on this floor. 

Out of the corner of her eye, an entity approached her, fast and large. She could hardly describe what she was looking at, and it filled her belly with such dread and disgust. Tentacles writhed where shoulders and a head should be, and its legs vaguely humanoid, though broken and misshapen to appear like an animal's hind legs. Whatever it was, or used to be, it looked dangerous. One scratch from it would probably reduce her health to zero, and she would have perished right there if not for some hero. 

The woman pummeled the creature into the muck and mire, its corpse melting into a pile of sludge rather than erupting into data like usual.

"Bwaah thank you!" Adelyte shouted, sounding exasperated. "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Hefting the blade off of her shoulder, she let the tip crash into the mud between her and the brunette. 

"I'm Adelyte, by the way. You wouldn't know where this sword needs to go, would you?"

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