Baldur

Baldur smiled sadly at the Jade Hunter, but stopped and turned to face the man, placing his hands on leather shoulders of Hirru's jerkin. "I'm glad you feel that way. And I agree with your course of action, but Shield and I staked you for the floor 24 fight, and we'll stake you again for the guild." He patted Hirru's shoulders then directed them down an alleyway that looked a little seedier than the others. "Maybe you don't remember her, but we've taken in Mari and Oikawa. So divisiveness is not something we're shy of. The old grudges are dying away with the old blood, being rep

"There hasn't been much that I can say. After our failure to secure the sahagin fight, I sort of....sort of took off instead of helping, as I said I would." "Don't feel guilty, Hirru, you were not the only one. After what happened, it only got worse with Hestia. I and many others backed out. The floor 24 boss fight was a struggle. I don't know if Hestia learned anything from it, but without her divisiveness, the floor 25 fight was the most well coordinated boss fight in history. I hope we can keep that going." Mentally, Baldur scolded himself for being so passive aggressive about He

The scabby city of the dark elf settlement Kalanaes surrounded them, the dim darkness of the subterranean lit only by the glowing moss... and Baldur's welcoming smile at seeing his old friend again. He had once been hurt, harboring feelings of betrayal by Hirru over the scout's actions on this floor, but then Hirru had revealed what his situation was. He did, honestly, think he was saving a child in their confrontation with the dark council. That was something he could understand and respect. He had not understood the nature of this world as a game. And so, in the normally steel blue eyes of t

Baldur's form resolved in light in the teleportation square on the twenty third floor for perhaps the first time since the boss fight. The gaijin samurai didn't particularly like this floor. It had a lot of bad memories, aside from mostly being another annoying subterranean floor. I'm getting too old for this shit. His mental dialogue left him with a smirk on his face. It would take something truly important to the gaijin samurai to get him back down to this floor. It just so happened to be a message from an old friend that did the trick. Hirru had had a bad run recently with

"I'm a little bummed that your story didn't start with 'when I was your age,'" Baldur gasped at Lessa in feigned outrageous disbelief, clutching at his non-existing pearls at the insinuation of his age. She was right. It had not often felt that way with Lessa, which was one of many reasons she occupied such a place in his heart. She was one of the few where it didn't feel like he was the lone adult in an army if iron blooded orphans. She was a fellow adult. "Your hiking trip sounds incredible. I'm not sure that I would have ever had the courage to tackle something like that, let alone the

Baldur let some tension go when Lessa embraced him back. Not worry about her, but it had honestly just been a while since he had been hugged. He held a somewhat unique position in sword art online, upon reflection. Calrex, the strongest player and once highest level player in the game, was jokingly referred to as Baldur's kohai. Macradon, the highest level player, was a good friend of his. Baldur always seemed to blend in effortlessly with the people who were at a class higher than him. Baldur had also been to a lot of raids, and while there were players with more experience than he, few spoke

"Sometimes the more things change the more you want something old and familiar to remind you that the world will keep on spinning... not that that means you can make old jokes at my expense." His blue eyes twinkled with mirth as he moved forward and embraced Lessa in a big warm familiar hug. "And you never need to have a special reason to message me. You know I will always come when you need me." Baldur cdid seem a little sad when Riker wasn't there to give his treat to, but the gaijin samurai just pocketted the treat for next time. The wind swirled around them and took the hem

The chime of a message pulled Baldur free of his thousand yard stare, and he swiped for the menu to appear as he held the fishing rod with his off hand. His toes caused slight ripples in the water as he shifted his seating position, and scared away any of the fish in his pond. The pool was so calm and clear that you could see the fish swimming about, but he loved to sit here on the engawa by the pond at his home on the 24th floor. He smiled when the name <<Lessa>> showed up and he quickly opened up the message, read it, and then send her a reply that he would be here shortly.

Character Name: Baldur Character Description: The gaijin samurai, the lord of the weebs. The penultimate katana oji-san. The elder player is often a mentor for the young child soldiers of Aincrad. Character Journal: LINK START!

Current Level: 75 Current SP: 409 Link to SP Tracking: My spreadsheet for tracking threads Item Update: Here is the before and after approval for Muramasa becoming a 3.0 item. The "conversion" of said item is listed below as well just for clarity. 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: <<Muramasa>> Item ID: N/A Item Tier: 3 Item Type: Katana Item Rarity: Demonic Item Enhancements: Damage|Damage|Damage|Damage Description: The unique weapon provided for def

Initial Application HERE Reassign Room: Guest Room (Assigned to Calrex) Reassign Room: Living Room (Assigned to Calrex) ((couldn't find if I had done this already or not))

Baldur is going to turn this: Into this: Using his <<Bunny Stamp>> acquired In the Easter dungeon here

"Congratulations, miss." Baldur said as he edged past @Sam into the shop. He gave her a warm, friendly smile and a nod of the head before he turned to the shopkeep. "My appologizes, but Raidou-san told me to come by here. He said you had something ready for me. An Emerald Magatama for the floor 25 raid." He hated taking so much charity, but he would be sure to pay Raidou back for his generosity, both to Baldur and to the frontlines in general. The man had been as good as his word, and had generated a tremendous amount of goods for Baldur and the raid, and for considerably less cost t

Rolling to ID Easter Dungeon rewards: Base Item acquired here Name: Ethereal Tether - Zanshin Profession: Merchant Rank: 5 Roll ID: See Above Roll Result: See Above Item Type: Katana Tier: 3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Keen, Bleed 1, AA Post Link: Here Description:

Baldur knelt down on the cushion as he watched the girl scramble about for the blade while her master lounged and smoked. It was definitely an interesting shop, and the shopkeeper seemed to have some air of mystery about her. Finally, the blue haired girl came forward with a katana in its ivory saya. Baldur bowed his head slightly to the two woman as he accepted the blade. When he closed his hands upon it, the stat window came up and Baldur's eyebrows raised slightly. Now more interested, Baldur pushed the sword free with a thumb against the tsuba and half drew the blade so he could admire the

Baldur pushed his way into the merchants shop. He didn't normally frequent other merchants, but Raidou had sent him a message to come by the shop and pick something up. As he pushed his way into the traditional looking fantasy shop, he saw the walls lined with manequins for armor and weapon mounts hung on all sides. It appeared the store had everything in stock except for a hand in a jar. He squinted. Was that a hand in a jar on the top shelf in the back? He wouldn't quite make it out, before a young woman popped up to welcome him to her master's shop. "Ah... yes... I'm Baldur.

"Life happens wherever we are, whether we want it to or not." The words were more powerful than he expected, though they weren't directed at Lessa, the emotion with which he spoke them made them appear to be. "The life you're running away from here, is the one I'm running away from out there. If you're doing it alone, that's a choice you're making. In order to keep going, I have surrounded myself with a new family, and a new community, and with you. Otherwise I wouldn't have the ability to push myself to the limit every day." The tears were coming again, but he needed to get this out.

I agree with you on parts of this, and disagree with you on parts of it, but it's mostly pedantic and not really in the scope of this discussion. I understand your point. This is why I trust you to balance this. However, I've been around to see some pretty amazing staff abuse in the past. Had I some hope that you guys would still be the staff leads in a year, or 2 years, then my opinion on this point might change. It's a scar that comes from having been through some bad staff, and I realize it's not fair to lay it on you, but it is part of the perspective I have having seen things like

I think I picked up in chat that the benchmark level being discussed was Paragon level 75, which would be equivalent of someone being level 375? I feel like that must be a typo, but it doesn't really bear into my decision. I don't like the idea of custom skills or sword arts. For me, it goes against the setting. If we wanted to have player submitted skills that were added to the complete list, that might be one thing, as long as anyone could take them. I also don't like the idea of power creep. Custom Sword Arts and Skills are going to be hugely dependent on who the player is, who st

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Fishing Mod(s) Being Dropped: None SP Refunded: 10 Cost: 10,000 Col (Sent)

Initial Application HERE Room Upgrade: Slime Farm -> Mega Slim Farm (15k Col) Add Room: Guest Room (10k)(Assigned to Crozeph) Add Room: Fishing Pond (10k) Add Room: Living Room (10k)(Assigned to Crozeph) Total Upgrade: 45k (Col already sent)

Baldur pushes his way into Oscar shop for the second time in as many days, since he had met them before they discussed going on the forgotten king quest. "Ohayo, Oscar-san. I'm just heading out to do some farming. Can I grab an Ultra Lucky Dog, and a Golden Dog please? To go." Baldur was glad to see the merchant had the items in stock, as it made it much easier for him to go out and farm when the uncommon urge struck him. But the gaijin samurai had a house to build and outfit, and that wasn't going to pay for itself.

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