Hirru

The fight was nearing its end and it was\ beginning to show how much it was effecting everyone. Some were getting too tired to continue, their energy levels had been brought down to the lowest one co\uld go. He was not able to keep them up while keeping them They would be the victors here, but there was something that would be definitely addressed during the \next few days. Quite a bit of strategy and upkeep that should have been done better. Personal issues and more would be addressed. Though more importantly, eve\ryone is going to question Freyd. That was not a feint, or at least,

"I WILL NOT.." \ The words seemed almost \too surreal to hear. There was no way that what he just heard was going on. First, the mad man was dead and now he isn't? Was that a thing that could happen? Hi\s shield was in mid air, ready to give the command for everyone to break their limits and burst through the last bit of health that the boss had. Though, he would stall f\or just this moment, it would only be for that moment that he would get his resolve. Standing there, where he shouldn't have been, was a player with white hair tha\t stood where Freyd had supposedly stood

What do you think of when time stands still? When the world just seems to slow down to the point where even your thoughts don't seem to respond just right. There is something there, but it just doesn't seem to fit just quite right. It's almost like there is something that is pushing between the thoughts and what should be. Was this what the others call 'lag'? Though, that could not quite be what was truly happening. It was almost as if there was a cra/ck that could not be seen. In-between that crack, was only a split second, before it was gone. Ringing from the roar once more. Hir

The vines dug into them all, as they knew that they would. The sting would be felt and the bleed would be seen through everyone, except two. The golden fur that wrapped around the shoulders of Mina and Hirru were there to shoulder the burden put upon them. They would not yield to any barbs nor thorns that would wish to take from them their life's water. Though that did not mean that the others would be in woe either. Yuki was quick to process a heal for them all, but there was still much to take care of. "We're breaking through its waste and filth! Ariel! Take these and keep yourse

The changes that the lone bear was taking seemed to make it more and more a being of the undead. Heck, maybe they were right in the meeting that they would be facing something not alive. Though, that didn't really help them in this run of things. Callisto was rotting as it went and it seemed that the boss' arena was starting to warp and change with it. The earth around them seemed to shift as dark red vines would seem to enwrap themselves around them. They seemed to have quite a bit of razor bit to them, as if they had a form of thorns or such. Though, as everyone moved, it did not seem

Seeing that the barrier was holding true, the hunter would sigh with relief. Though that was only for one short and lonely breathe. There was much work to do from here, if the fates were allowing the use of their shield to him. If only he could bestow that power to everyone, or at least reawaken the fate's armaments of the players that he knew rightfully had them. That way they could fight on par, but that probably wouldn't work out too well. There were two of them that were not in that fight, Yuki and Acanthus. Would they not get the power that the fates could introduce? There was only

Expecting the roar once more, the hunter held his shield up to keep his himself safe, as if the shield could do anything against sound and madness. Although there was no real reason to believe that it would, he could only hope that it would. Though, there was a bigger problem that was now beginning to rear it's ugly head. Quite literally. The sound of quakes and bounding would come closer to the group before the visage of the rotten head became visible from behind the hunter's shield. He was close by to Mina from the last few moments before, so he was fairly away from the others. Though,

"It looks like we're getting a bit of a reprieve. Let's focus up, and keep this madness to a minimum." He would call out as the attack from the great bear, Callisto, wasn't as easy to disrupt their formation. Whatever that roar was, was definitely not something that they would be able to easily get around. That being said, they were doing too well. He could sense the other groups that were attacking from nearby, and there were some that got affected by another roar some moments ago. Though, it may be that it was doing more to them than he would first think. Images of hunters doing w

What just happened? There was a moment where things were not what they should have been. Was it because the hunter was not locked in at the start of it, or was it the sudden realization the tank that he had put his blind trust in.. forgot to equip their tank skills today? Was it the multitude of golden keys that fell out of her pockets like a god damn gatekeeper of a grand vault, or a keeper of a hungering beast? Was it the sudden tin that came flying at him from the 4th teams side? The initial start to their fight against the boss, and they didn't have a viable tank! This was not wh

The time to fight was finally upon them all. The stench of rot and decay kept making the hunter's eyes water. It was enough to make him sick, but he had to stomach the situation. Their next great venture was here and now. That is, for the most that could be said of the hunter. the most that he could really do anyway: step forward unto dawn. Red flowers? Stringy, but eerily beautiful. Little crimson spiders that covered the ground before them, but that would only be for a moment. The source of the roaring and cascading rot would appear, before them. A bear, like the ones that the

Hirru did feel that as time went on too. The amount of times that they have gone through the motions to prepare for the fight. There isn't much they can do to make sure that what the raid needs, is really met. If only there were a way to pop in and check up on the boss and their abilities without causing too much trouble. "I feel you there. We're getting to the point where we can instinctively know what needs to be done, but not know what we really need. What is the word.. monotonous?" "We're not exactly at odds to say how the future will take us. It used to be that we could di

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Decay and ruin would be what was left behind. Those that have come before were already here. The fetid remains still lay where they were. The forest itself was dying around them. The green of the hunter's hair would be the only thing that would bring any semblance of a healthy nature. A sad place to be, but they were not going to be there for much longer. They were there for a purpose and that purpose was to kill the thing that roared and rumbled beyond them. "Yep, this is where we were, alright. Wreaking of death." Several people were already here, which was no surprise. Eve

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"To think you'd set up shop in such a quiet little place. Actually makes sense. Wish the wagon was just as quiet, but I gotta ride in that thing some times." The hunter would come to his fellow appraisers shop for one thing and one thing only. An item gained from a raid they both endured was gained through the hunter, but he did not need it. It was in better form to be given to someone that could actually use the hate gaining item. He sometimes wished it were him that could do so, but that was not to happen any time soon. An odd red crystal was set upon the table for the player, a t

"Once more! It's almost taken care of! Let me add to your weaponry." The fire bird's third iteration or so it would seem, was just about to be destroyed. Though, not without some specific help this time around. Raising his shield, instead of a yellow light that was fall upon their energetic player, a shimmering sheen of colors. The light would fold upon their weapons as they fight the Phoenix. They had spent quite enough time on this floor, and the hunter was starting to feel the heat that much more as time went on. Survival was just that good at times, it seemed. Though this buff

Hearing that not only did she have just what she needed, but she had five of them. Even more was the apparent style of the music. A rhythmic and striking piece. One that supports a structured order. "Perfect! I will take the lot of them, if you wouldn't mind." Hirru would open the trade menu, adding his own addition to the trade: 20 more mats than asking. There was reason behind the costs: Investment. To have songs on the regular is something that he needed just as much as Mass heals, but only alchemists had instant variants of those. "Thank you for your time! Have a

A quaint place. Hirru didn't like to come to the 24th floor, unless he really needed something. He.. didn't really need it, but the songs that he once had were falling short. His old performer was not available to make those cheerful songs, and he wished he knew why. That would be a worry for another day though. The front was calling, and he needed to be their healer. Though, to do so effectively, he would need songs of healing. A word from the meeting brought him to the shop. The place was furnished with crystals and instruments a plenty. He was glad it was open at the time. Ta

Oh boi, let's talk about the stupidity that is the canon system of Cardinal. Combat against A.I., especially the intelligence that most mobs used, was progressive enough to 1v1 a player. Without any sword skills/ arts, the A.I. will win as most players probably aren't experienced weapon users. Remember, this world is still VR, so your own movements are the key to fighting, and if you don't know how to use a sword.. well. It is one big reason of a few that 100k players died during the first month. In that, the game has its own way to help the players: Sword Arts. A system of locomoti

"Bloody hell! When ya ask for a minute and the world says: 'ha no'. Guess I'll be slapping this on our energetic one." He would say as the fight would start out with the hunter using his energizing modification to give the rough around the edges one a full energy boost. If only he could take care of all of the energy needs for everyone, but that was something he could not do. If only there was a stronger form of energize that could push out more energy restoration, but that would probably come with a larger cost. If there were instant snacks that he could shove down peoples throats,

"Well, that settles that one. With so many cats, you would think that there would be.." A resounding roar could be heard from all around them. There wasn't much time between the fights it would seem. The cats weren't just piling out for them. No, they were surrounded from the start. Though, that only meant that they didn't have anywhere else to hide from the party. Detections ring out as a blip would ring behind the hunter. He would turn as he spoke. "Get down, Mina! It's com..ing?" He called while raising his shield up while giving Mina one more energized pulse. The bo

Two more creatures to add to the scene, and two more to take away. One of them was already taken care of while the other lingered for a moment more, but that wouldn't last very long. Arts were flying out in easy to track ways. In all the fighting, the hunter wondered when it would be the day that he too could come back to the fight. Pick up the sword once more, and throw an art out or two. Would that day ever come again? He had to radically change his entire build to become a healer for the front, but there have been so many times where he had felt that it wasn't worth it. Maybe these a

So many voices; so many faces. Too much to focus on, and too little to give. The information that Freyd, Morningstar, Mina, and himself took from the labyrinth was few and far between. Was there not a need to further their information gain? Wasn't there other ways of gaining more information? His thoughts would be drowned by the sound of voices and waves.. Hirru could only close his eyes and try to focus on the voices as they came up. There were quite a few that he recognized but a couple here and there that were unknown or not as apparent. From the information given, everyone was

A dungeon spawned around a field boss? The hunter was aware that this could happen, as he had fought one just like it before. Though that time, the boss was a quest monster that followed into the dungeon. Well, that quest boss is now freely spawning on its floor, so it is a proper field boss now. Did any of that really matter? Not in the slightest, but that didn't mean that the hunter wouldn't be thinking about it. How many weird and out right crazy dungeons have they been through now? Too many, he would guess. The number having long since lost meaning to him, as he cared more about be

It turns out that being fashionably late isn't always the best. There was a wedding going for one of the up and coming players that Hirru had only just ventured out with some time previous. Though, he was initially going to be joining the whole thing, there came a problem. "I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING PROPER TO WEAR!!" He was fumbling through his inventory for things that would be appropriate. Battle gear? No. Formal Wear? The only formal wear he had was the military uniform he got back during the valentines ball on the 26th floor. That was probably better than anything else, bu