Griswold

Standard Recovery +4 EN PH Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 13 EN) - Well Rested [2/3] = 12 EN ID: 258056 | 10 + 5 = 15, CD: 3 {ST-B Unavailable} | Crit+2 vs. Fofanna, The Gooner Dealing 465 - 140 = 325 Damage Loot Roll: ID: 258058 | LD: 18 (18, +0) | CD: 5 (5, +0) | 10500col, Materials (2), Tier 4 Rare Consumable (1), Tier 4 Rare Armor/Shield (1) Players: Kasumi | HP: 1058/1058 | EN: 95/130 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:6 | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:5 | BH:31 | STC: 120 | PARA-V | LD:1 Gaius | HP: 1127/1127 |

PH Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 13 EN) - Well Rested [1/3] = 12 EN ID: 258033 | 6 + 5 = 11, CD: 12 {ST-B Unlocked} | Hit vs. Ramma, Hard Candy Whamana Dealing 435 - 120 = 315 Damage Loot Roll: ID: 258035 | LD: 13 (13, +0) | CD: 1 (1, +0) | 6300col, Materials (4), Tier 4 Rare Trinket (1) Players: Kasumi | HP: 1058/1058 | EN: 108/130 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:6 | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:5 | BH:31 | STC: 120 | PARA-V | LD:1 Gaius | HP: 1127/1127 | EN: 129/130 | DMG: 39{+8} | MIT:127 | ACC:3(-6) | EVA:1 | PAR

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +56 HP Seeing the creatures spawn and then disappear just as quickly, he was amazed by how strong the team was getting. These quests seemed to be going faster every time they did them. Rushing toward the last remaining creatures with his hammer, slamming against the smaller one causing it to find a figurative grave. Turning against the winds as his weapon would find purchase against the bosses frame. It would attempt to attack Griswold but his metal would instantly rebuke against it, causing it to spring backward being caught on fire. The orange fla

A blinding white light caused him to raise his shield, as he pulled it back down there were more enemies standing there then there was when the flash bang went off. Wasn’t the light supposed to me dead creatures not creation of more. Rubbing the top of his brow with the back of his right hand as he shook his head. There were more things to take care of, that was all he knew for sure. Running in as the ground shook beneath his feet as he would slam his hammer into anything that was close enough for him to hit. As they would come to attack him, he would bring his shield forth and forcefully push

PH <<Assist System: Ruri>> Level: 33 [Level Lock] Paragon: 65 Tier: 4 True Tier: 14 Final EXP reward: +10% Active: Guild Rank 5: +5% Final Col Reward, +5% Final EXP reward CS: Strength of the Mountain Consumed: Unending Strawberry Parfait (Gungir's, Protein 2, ACC 2 [Feast - 199525]) {KASUMI} [3/6] {Filled Protein} Loaves of Measureless Bread (Gungir's/Mitigation 3, Overhealth 1 [Feast - 205490]) {GRISWOLD} [3/6] Illimitable Lemon Meringue Bars (Gungir's/Overhealth 3, Evasion 1 [Feast - 205493]) {RURI} [3/6] Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir'

Setting some ingots on the shelves in the back room of his shop. A chime of his HUD would see that the grinding would start back up. At least he was able to get a few things done before being called back into the food place. That floor still made no sense to him, it was very odd to be literally walking on food and see people pick it up and stuff it in their mouth. Can you say germs, not that he saw many people do that, mainly just Shiina. He had always kept the floors clear so that Anna never had even the thought of eating off the ground. Knowing that they could not get sick unless you drank m

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +56 HP Once again the creatures would spawn rather quickly. This would not give Kasumi the chance to put them down. This battle was going rather fast and with it so did their deaths. Rushing into the thick of it, he would begin slamming his hammer into anything that he could possibly hit with his stature. It would leave him bringing his shield up and blocking all the attacks that they managed to get through. Seeing his health tick down ever so slightly he would grin as he knew that his battle healing skill would trigger soon and he would be just per

Things were spawning just as fast as they were being put down. It was clear that this team was getting very efficient at these quests. Knowing who would strike at what time and who would be the best to end the battle in such a way that mattered the most. When he saw that the creatures were looking at everyone around that they could see aimlessly he would bang his hammer against the front metal of his tower to get their attention. While he would move forward, he would clobber a few which would cause them to drag their feet a bit. They would attempt to swing and it seemed like every other creatu

Laying in bed staring at the ceiling, after doing an all nighter the previous night, he called it early last night and apparently slept like a boulder. With a large stretch, hearing Vulcan do the same. Pulling his legs off to the side as he would sit there for a moment before getting up. Glancing at the clock in his upper right screen, he slept for nearly 12 hours. Maybe he should not not sleep at night or he would go into a small coma. Rising from the dead finally, he would pull out a ration and toss his friend a few rocks. At the familiar crunches on them a chime would come through his HUD.

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +55 HP Now that things seem to be tapering off, the man takes a quick gander around the war torn battlefield. Gaius was still floating, Celeste seemed to be off the handle. The weirder thing is it would appear that Nisahime was giving Ruri some sort of instruction. Well Griswold figured that he finally had the chance to take a swing, given that most things appeared to be under control. Despite a couple of little hiccups. A twist of his body and a release of his hammer, he clutches tight on the chain on his wrist and uses it like an anchored boomeran

Always lagging behind being the older dude, these kids always leave him in the dust with their youth. A giant titan in cobalt blue armor, as if on queue with the reinforcement pack arriving, so does he. Like a juggernaut the man roars across the field with his door sized steel shield pressed against his left shoulder. Like a stack of bowling pins he rams through them all, knocking them every which way and back and crushing any formation they had. Everything involved with the collision, like a headbutt, takes damage. The difference being that Griswold could really shrug off such punishment but

Clank, Clank. The anvil yells across a mostly empty room, with each strike of a hammer making it cry out. Flickers of lights as sparks jump from a superheated slant of metal upon its surface. A polished thing, and a ripe looking shape. The smith huffs out blowing away slag, lifting the piece with thick leather gloves and shutting one eye. Peering down its length, a blip steals his attention. The little bird beeps again, and the smith tosses the heated metal into a trough of water making it toss a column of steam into the air. A press of his index into the envelope icon, has the chat expand and

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Battle Healing +55 HP Looking on as Nisahime begins to walk off after catching the girl. “This is just something she does when the battle is almost over.” Griswold had to just stop asking those questions and look at the facts. Somehow she knew that the battle was almost over and knew that we could handle the rest. It was just something that she knew and did constantly. Everything was always pretty chill after she left. Turning he would slam his hammer against some of the creatures finding them exploding upon the impact. That was when the remainder would turn and a

There was an obvious tension between the girl and woman. Not sure yet if it was good or bad yet. He would carry on his own business as more of the creatures would spawn on que. The moment the creatures were vanquished more would be right there taking their place. Griswold would take this opportunity to whack as many as he could before they were able to get their attacks in. When it was time he would bang his thick hammer against his shield sending spark everywhere. Getting all the attention she would pull his tower in front of him and take the brunt of the hits like the mad he was. If he had t

CLANK CLANK CLANK Trying to make up for the last couple days, not much work had been done. Been up all night working, a message would chime through and Volcan would raise his head toward Griswold. Glancing at the clock, it was six on the dot. Taking a deep breath as he finished his craft and tosses it in the water for it to cool off. After a moment he would pick it out and set it on the counter top. Leaning down to pat his pet, “I will be back soon boy” saying as he walks out mentally preparing himself for what excitement might happen today. Almost dragging his feet, he would stop and send a