Raidou

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235365, CD: 5 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} Pivoting his blade, slamming in against the ground causing a fissure with large amounts of tiny lightning lines drawing toward the creatures. This sends them flying in every which way direction with a POP. Seeing a few more, they were heading to Shiina. Raidou knew that the girl could take care of herself. That armor of hers does well at protecting her frame. Glancing around now, it seemed as though Nisahime was slowly wrapping around the group now. Her face was blank, but it was possible that she was thinking, t

Seeing Celeste get pushed down, it made him furious. After blocking this last attack, his feet shift and the blade turns. Smashing against the creature's shell with full force, you could see small strings of lightning against its flesh as it fell flat to the ground. Glancing back to Celeste he'd ask “Are you alright?” A simple nod from the woman who was already back on her feet. The creature was having trouble getting up from the impact. Its top main armor piece was dented inward and it was probably going to be causing some pain the moment it started getting up and moving around. Eyes find Nis

Laying in bed of their new home. Birds could be heard just outside the window as a soft light would glow on the pure white sheets. Eruda was still sleeping soundly, bringing a gentle hand to her face lightly pushing a strand of blond hair around her ear. Pressing his lips against her forehead ever so softly as to not wake her. Was a bit sad that he couldn’t stay, there was still much to be done. Getting out of the sheets, cold feet against the marble tiles. Raidou would have a cup of tea later, he wanted to get this done and over with so that he could come home. Arriving on the beach fron

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235335, CD: 5 (No Proc), Charge Refreshed The swordsman in red would rip away from Kasumi and follow into that sandstorm, the benefit of glasses proving more divine then most would expect. Eager to shut down the most dangerous foe on the field, as Celeste would send it flying. This causes the wanderer to change directions with his left hand used as a pivot point upon the slick stone floor, before bolting at an extreme pace and cleaving upward. Bolts of power ring out of his weapon as a blue trail is traced through the air, cleaving

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235328, CD:8 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed PH Free Action (System) | Random Dungeon Map | [226358b] -> T4 Dungeon (Depths of the Gilded Vault) Post Action | [x12] TECH-F (8 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 17 EN) Free Action | ID: 235324 | 4 + 7 - 1 = 10, Hit vs. Amber Construct #1 Dealing 312 - 60 = 252 Damage, [STUNNED] applied ID: 235325 | 7 + 7 - 1 = 13, Hit vs. Amber Construct #2 Dealing 312 - 60 = 252 Damage, [STUNNED] applied ID: 235326 | 1 + 7 - 1 = 7, Hit vs. Amber Construct #3 Dealing 312 - 60

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235270, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} From silence to absolute chaos. His party was already knee deep in waves of enemies, killing them but they are quickly replenished. His cousin manages to knock the largest among them from its horse, taking away its speed and height advantage, yet it doesn't stay down. Not in the slightest. As soon as it has the opportunity it tosses a small axe in its hand which the girl manages to avoid. But seconds afterward it redirects and comes back toward her, outside of her perception. The nomad in re

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235249, CD: 8 (+8 EN) The party had already set down upon the foe with such a ripe display of violence, and Raidou was no stranger to it. Giving chase to the ogre as it flail around trying to halt its tumble, the red robe upon the swordsman's back would be a sharp pinpoint of his location as it fluttered angrily under his speed. A high pitched whir as he matched its movement, casting a bluish glow upon that gold blade. Ugzeke stops dead, and tries to pick itself off the ground. His skin starts to transition from its pale grey to a

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235235, CD: 7 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Raidou would become aware of the creatures that Nisahime points out, a glare casting over the lenses on his brow. The daylight causing them to become mirrors as it bounces off, shielding his eyes from view. A blazing rip of his weapon clean from its scabbard would see it gleam in a gold colored flash, as the solarite blade screams out in rebuttal. A turn on his heel sees him twist into a runners pose, kneeling low and allowing his speed based skills to carry him toward his opponent quite read

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235214, CD: 11 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} The nomad would look to his cousin and offer her a gentle nod, adjusting the lenses sitting on his nose. A weapon in his hands would turn and find itself behind his right shoulder. Offered to a scabbard that sat eagerly awaiting for its usage on his back. It quickly finds itself hidden in his robe, as the man would start to take a center stroll down the length of the beach. Eyes peeled, he'd catch the smallest rustle of sand. A whistle and a point toward the space, Raidou would start to slowl

Roaring into combat like a bat out of hell, Raidou leaves Nisahime standing where she resides. Within mere moments the man would draw his blade and raise it to the heavens, calling the storm down upon his steel. Seconds later its dropped like a hammer into an awaiting victim and bounces between four legs like a lightning rod. The thing would jerk violently and start to fumble and fall rather abruptly. A flourish once the swing is completed, his robe stirring angrily as a result. The man redirects his posture, twirling his blade as he'd move more toward the flat of his feet. The crab flips out

The soft crunch of sand beneath his feet as he'd grace this beach once more. The nomad had taken on this task numerous times so far and there was likely more to come. From what he had managed to piece together, this place seems like a waypoint to which the woman in white could breach through into unknown locations. That was her strange fixation with this place in particular, now as to why that this was the case Raidou would assume that she'd never share it with him. The woman was a steel trap, unwilling to share beyond the bare minimum. A fact that he'd share readily with her, need to know inf

Hello fellow Aincrad Residents, back around again to approach a new form of 'raid' content. These will take the shape of NIGHTMARE. Now you may wondering what that is, allow me to explain. NIGHTMARE are old floor bosses repurposed to create very hard content for players to really feel in danger. This is an answer to a lot of the community not wanting real difficulty in standard content, but inversely a desire for actual danger by some. Instead of global changes that effect all players, by creating these special raids for the minority we can have the best of both worlds! <<NIGHTMARE&

A flash of the warp gate would bring the man back to this strange chamber, allowing him again to peruse what it had to offer. That gleaming hall of gold so much to the point of eccentricity. Every step would echo off the walls, pronouncing the empty space and further validating its emptiness. To the receptacle again sat numerous items, and the nomads prior sample proved nothing. It was virtually similar. However, Raidou would see value in a confirmation. To the stone that sat upon a stone pedestal, eyeing carefully the statues on each side sporting poleaxes and shields. A deep slate color armo

Here's my loose interpretation: 1. Availability, not everyone wants to risk their neck given frontline fights are dangerous and even if most wanted to not more then the ones present are strong enough to participate 2. As far as I know, there is no way to see the username of a player without them being in your friends list or party. 3. Any that have blue flames on its perimeter, which if you look was the gleam eyes fight and canonically should also be where Sachi died. 4. Harassment as far as I know are any sort of physical altercation, like pick pocketing or punching someon

Thread Closure Nisahime | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2637 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 395 col Raidou | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 6154 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 923 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3516 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 527 col Simmone | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3516 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 527 col Gaius | [Word Count: 6977/10 = 697.7] * [Tr

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +46 HP, Recovery | 234736, CD: 10 (+8 EN) Raidou rips his weapon up toward the sky and with that gesture, a storm brews. Lightning would dance around in its white overcast, yellow flashes that forecast what was soon to come. A bolt screams out once its focused down upon that raised steel, casting a shadow over Raidou's face as its lost in the light produced. A turn of his body would see his left arm lance out, and in his best scorpion impression a set of three tendrils of black would fire out from beneath his robe sleeve. Latching upon the phantoms

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234717, CD: 5 (No Proc) Raidou would groan in a muted tone, his irritation clear only to those in direct proximity. She'd managed to slip into some odd pocket once again, and surely as Kasumi had pointed out it was going to be life threatening as many before it had been. The man quickly would close the distance to the entryway, turning to his other party members and offering a shared nod before diving inside. What comes to greet him is the field of grass the others had seen, which would provide a minor sense of relief but that is tainted by the sudden s

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234689, CD: 4 (No Proc), Charge Refreshed From beneath Raidou's feet as he'd look at her with the most stoic composure, listening and seeking eagerly faults in her logic or slips: Another array of tiny crabs. Her intentions seemed to reflect those of a standard player and yet her capabilities seemed to drastically dwarf their own, unbound by location, unaffected by monsters basically ignored by them, and very good at avoiding even his exceptional tracking ability. And she was looking for what? Weapons and armor? The very same equipment that was readily

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234676, CD: 11 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} Raidou would look to Simmone, paying her a nod. He knew the strategy she was intending to employ, and would use it as well. But as her and the rest of their given party would start to scatter, looking for the small and insignificant creatures that would provide them 'combat' albeit the most pathetic and paltry sort Raidou would keep an eye peeled on the white haired woman. He would appear as though he was searching, yet he couldn't help his distraction. On his peripheral that woman would remain, and every so often

What an odd twist of fate, given this is likely the first time she had ever lead with her intentions. Raidou analyzed what might have changed, taking his best educated guess with a vocal acknowledgement: "You wanted us to be too tired to refute your claims." He'd adjust his lenses as the woman would pay him a brimming grin, with happiness that could easily be mistaken for genuine. "Exactly, you get a gold star." she'd lightly push a sticker onto his shoulder which would immediately fall from it given it could not stick well. Flimsily it falls like a leaf from a tree. "Your just like us, yet yo

A sharp contrasting figure standing but feet from the shore. The sense of familiarity would cling to him like glue. They were back into this little rodeo, this charade where she would stare off into the water and then about face and greet them as if they had some previous discussion prior. But that charade was nothing more then just that. How long would they keep this up? How long would they be able to keep this up? The woman never seemed to tire, or stop. They have been to all manner of places, rushing headlong into whatever zany obtuse place she'd muster herself into next. Despite that fact,

Relaxed (2/2) -> Full EN restore Taking the stack of parchment from Ciela curiously, the man would turn a bookshelf around and use the flat back as a form of board. One by one he'd quickly tack them to the flat surface, like a tapestry of white scrawling. A hand moves to his chin earnestly scanning the information on them in droves, eyes flipping back and forth readily. "As I suspected, Mary had no idea what she had found. Based on her faint understanding this is a gateway into 'somewhere' that she was convinced she could tap some newfound power. Yet everything contained here is nothin

Thread Closure: Nisahime | [Word Count: 6138/10 = 613.8] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 2320 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 348 col Raidou | [Word Count: 6138/10 = 613.8] * [True Tier: 14] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 5414 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 812 col Kasumi | [Word Count: 6138/10 = 613.8] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3094 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 464 col Simmone | [Word Count: 6138/10 = 613.8] * [True Tier: 8] * [Group Factor: 0.5]* [Exp Bonus: 0.26] = 3094 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 464 col Gaius | [Word Count: 6138/10 = 613.8] * [T

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234587, CD: 6 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} Not far behind the others, Raidou would slide to a halt in front of Ugzeke who seemed to be downed by Kasumi, pink petals would show that she was just here. Before the beast got up, Raidou’s sword would be raised up and slammed against its shoulder causing whatever armor it had to break away from the shatter from the thunder that came crashing down upon impact. You could hear a groan coming from the thing. Raidou would get in a defensive position as it tries to grab his leg. He would shift backwards just a bit be

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234578, CD: 9 (+8 EN) Raidou had lost Nisahime again, this thick annoying fog, thicker than the Forest of Memories. That and he knew the place like the back of his hand. This place was just a mess, snow fell with violent winds crashing against his team and in some regard it felt like Gaius’s winds but much colder. It was fine though, his robe was warm. He had his future wife to thank for that. The creatures around were different from what he had faced but they all still had the same weakness, death. Seeing something at the corner of his eye, pulling tha