Hirru

At the mention of a mode of transportation, the hunter was opening his inventory to scroll to his shop setup. It wasn't until Bahr suggested that they just walk and keep detailed watch as they go along, that Hirru put the notion way. He didn't want to summon Liz and the Merchant for no reason, if someone was going to protest. While looking around that the horse drawn carriages, he figured it would also be a bad idea to to have a wagon that looked like it was being pulled by nothing. Might spook the NPCs, if they could be spooked by that. Swiping away the inventory, the hunter agreed.

The black obsidian buildings that seemed to encompass their movements as they walked, was a signature trait of the main settlement of the ninth floor. It was always an oddity to see such large structures of seemingly brittle substance concerned the hunter. How did they carve our their domiciles from this rock? There was so much to learn from the residents, but the floor was also not the best to stay around in. It was the heat. Bubbling and freeflowing lava was essentially all around them, with very few walkways or paths to choose from. The paths would appear and disappear from under

Ariel would return his greeting while the man would give his name and title. Kingslayer, it was. It was a good thing he wasn't there to face off against Gabrandr, or the airship battle afterward. Though, the hunter was keen to see Bahr's fighting style. Another log into the archives. "It's all good. Just more for another venture. Thankfully the shard replenishes every 24 hours." Looking behind his shoulder, he would spy the burnout queen herself. Hirru was sure that he had some recovery medallions, but they were all tier one rarity. He would have to make something for her en

The warm colors of reds, orange, and yellow. Browns and tans cover corners and buildings alike. This land is peaceful. Its inhabitants kind. The 28th floor was filled to the brim with the strange serene grace of a perpetual autumn season. The hunter could only wonder what twisted way the labyrinth for this floor will change the environment. What could bring the gravity of the situation crashing down on the group of players that would be searching its very core for a way to the next floor up. Creatures to possibly get in their way. Puzzles that would bring them to the brink of ins

And then there was one. The lingering seductress could not handle the constant onslaught that was Freyd's heavy burst area-of-effects. There was nowhere to run, and it was all over in an instant. The hunter would have to ask him where he learned that move, cause that looked like it would leave a crick in the neck. Rubbing his own, he would look on to the deer like demon, whom was now seeing their true assailant. "You! You dare make a mockery of me? You have killed the one that I sought vengeance on, and even now cast shadow upon your contractor? Morgiana, you are an even bigge

Freyd was doing what Freyd does best: decimate the competition. The demoness was thrown for a loop and the deer creature was thrown in to boot. The two of them were not able to do much this second, as a dazed demoness and a paralyzed deer would be easy pickings. Morgiana would try to get their attacks in, but only one had made their mark. She would sigh as the demon deer would regain himself fast enough to jump away from the second strike. "Morgiana! You know better! Why do you do this to us?" "Don't listen to them! They do not know you!" Morgiana would try to block them

Hirru would continue to point out directions as they moved without taking much interest in the situation. It was an odd quest outside of these character main floor. Was there something going on about that? He wouldn't really know anymore. The lore of the lands was not what he really cared for, anymore. So he just took everything as it came along. As they found the woman in red, the thief would engage almost immediately. "Damnable woman! I knew you were the one to kill him!" "Check your sources more carefully! Yours are entirely false!" "I don't need sources when the

Morgiana didn't say anything about it, nor about the note. She would simply follow along, as there was nothing more to deal with between these two than just that. Ali had better have something proper planned, if Qamaqim was being summoned. That being said, what are these two going to be in this plan? Hirru, on the other hand, had other things on his mind. As they followed along, the hunter would ponder on the circumstances that have caused most of the changes on the floors. Most would attribute it to what happened on the 25th floor. The darkness that enshrouded everyone and the shad

Hirru claims - Dagan Crystal-B | (Tierless/Consumable - Instant (during healing effect)/Re-usable) | Once per thread, as a free action: Add an additional +5% to any post action healing effect. This value exceeds normal maximum HP, and will become temporary HP. This effect is applied before Life Mending is calculated and benefits from it. (This item must be present in battle ready inventory to be used.) ID Tag: 218308 Ordsea Crystal-B | (Tierless/Consumable - Instant (during any action that generates hatred)/Re-usable) | Once per thread, as a free action: Add an additional +5 hatred

"Oh good.." "Hey Freyd!" The masked fighter and the Jade Hunter exchanged greetings to the munching and crunching of wandering shadow. He had thanked the hunter before going on to thank him for the performance back in the boss room. The hunter would only shake his head. "I can't say it's nothing, but we all did our parts. Even though it barely did anything to you, you were a skilled offensive tank and supplied both buffs and offensive capabilities to all of those new raiders. Each of them were powerhouses due to that. Was that Absolute Accuracy runes on their weapons I spie

Did You Wake Me Up? Did You Bring Me Here? <<Arabian Nights: Libel>> As time passes, one would think that the floors were coming alive. More and more were NPC's becoming more life-like. The environment would change as the effects of the felled bosses would fade away. Some floors flourished, while some have yet to change. All in all, the floating castle, Aincrad, was growing ever so slightly. Not so much in length, but in prosperity. Though, that did not mean that the changes would go unnoticed by some. Most players were not caring about the big or small changes that

"Yes, we're okay. You did good. Relax a bit, okay?" A gauntlet would lay upon their shoulder for only a moment, to reassure them that they were outside of harm, and could calm down a bit. He could tell that she was trying her best, but doubt can have a nasty aftertaste. Even the single thought of doubt could cause miscalculations. The slightest miscalculation will roll into blunders. Blunders to cascade down and cause disaster. All it took was a single thought. He knew more than anyone how that would be. He was reason enough for a major subject matter. "Though, I'm sure we

"It was more her idea. She was gathering people that she could believe in and trust. I guess I just earned it that day. Though I will say that.. I didn't mind it." He would twiddle with the little brooch before putting it away, it was far too precious to be put on his person unlike the other trinkets that he wore. He was glad to have a family to fall back to whenever something happens, although he didn't want them to feel like that, nor did he want that. That's why he didn't come to Teayre and Calrex about the 23rd floor. He wanted to figure it out on his own, though Baldur did say

".. to Press the Attack!" He would call out as the wall disintegrated around them. Wushen was their target and it was easily seen that he would fall soon. Everyone didn't have much energy left, and he couldn't waste time slapping everyone with a little bit of energy each and every time. It was already a hassle enough trying to beat Mina's burnout. "Let's finish this!" His concentration would fall towards his shield, which would glow in iridescent colors. Hirru could feel his strength leave him, as his energy and strength would be pulled from his body. It's a rough skill,

Even as the walls would shake and shatter around them, they would continue on. Yet another head was bashed, smashed, and slashed to destruction by the team of mostly new players. Hirru could feel a sense of pride knowing that this would be an experience that wouldn't be tainted by his issues. He was glad that they could get to have this feeling unfiltered, as the health bar of Wushen would burn down with the beating of yet another head. "Let the head do it's thing for a minute.. let it melt the ice a bit." Brimstone's body would flail back and forth, slamming into the wall that k

"Yeah, it's the only method I had to know about most of the things that happened on the front before I joined. It was a system brought about by Mack. Said that it was intelligence keeping, in case there was an issue later down the line that a previous fight's knowledge would help with. I didn't get it, but it did help me understand what can happen during the raids, and how best to optimize it." Hirru would think back about how much he had to read up on. Bosses were all crazy with strange methods and techniques to their attacks, or as they're known as, Mechanics. Even stranger was the

"Huh.. Is that right?" Hirru would start to notice something as the lass would continue her attacks against the living tree creature. Every single one of her attacks was something that would fall under the Technical arts. Was she a tech shifter, like Jomei? This would be the second or third time he had seen this type of fighting mastery, and it probably wouldn't be the last. There were so many that he ventured with that mostly took Area Of Effect shifts. This was a breath of fresh air really. "Just one more hit and it'll be done with." Seeing as they seemed to have a bit of

It was taking them quite a while to figure this puzzle out. One by one the puzzle was being solved, kind of. They were really throwing caution to the wind after a while, since Hirru wasn't keen on the rules and NIGHT had specifically stopped trying to mess with it. That or they went into stealth to search somewhere else. The hunter would be glad to hear something along those lines. After another hour there, they were starting to give up as a message would come to them. Shield - Hirru, I need your help. Hirru - Not right now, I'm looking for the boss. Shield - Well, hurry up then.

"I'm sure you are ready, and I'm not saying that condescendingly." The hunter would put the plate down onto the table, as he was finished with the pie he had. From what the player could see from the last time they had met, he was sure she was a capable fighter. Even if she was just on a floor that was terrible for most other players. Though, that does stand to reason for the hunter as well. "You stood your ground when we talked and met that one player, and I would say that is enough." Hirru was slightly more serious as he continued. This was due to him being a coordinator an

Ingrained into the ground, stalwart and hardy. A sturdy tree, breaking through even the strongest of concrete. The shield that cloaked them would not be touched, even by the likes of the metal elemental head. Stunned and disheveled, pained and broken. This head would become like the other, oozing its metal all over before suddenly coming to a slow halt. Just like before, a song would play out from the paladin like player. His shield would be raised, but not aglow. The metal would slop and goop to the floor while trickling along the icy walls itself. Although it didn't seem like anythin

Just as the fighting was getting good, the dragon boss would start up another round of Domes and Dragons. This round though, they were not met with the nature blessed head of bark and wood. No, this one was made of metal, though it seemed to be liquid in a way. What metal could be liquid as the same time, he thought before pulling out a little seed. He had two of these seeds in total, but they would be enough. "You think the elements are on yours to control? We have the burning passion of fire, the fortitude of earth, the resilience of metal, the persistence of water." Dropping

"Yes, or at least that's what the records say. This happened a month or two before I joined the front, so if you want more on it, you'll probably have to ask Mac, Bal or Cal. Though, what I did glean was that it happened before anyone could react. The two were killed without even knowing that they were a target, probably." He could not picture it, as he was not there and did not know the two personally. Though, he did know that Macradon took it pretty hard. Hirru thought that Mac may have looked up to the Berserker, in some way, but would never actually know. They didn't really talk

"That's why I'm here. It may be a second rank field boss, but that just means that we have to be careful of our stats." The hunter would say as he kept his distance from the boss, but close enough to run over to Nari. It was the roughest part of First Aid, as nearly all the actions it can make are close range to nearly touching the other player. It especially would take more out of him than normal because of the plate armor that he wore to instill the life giving effects of Mending and Blessing. Though they may not do half as much as need, when they are, it makes up for all the time t

"I doubt I'll need to, but I got your back." The fight began as Nari and the Wicked Wood would engage each other. With a swift and heavy hit, the lavender haired warrior would bring down hell upon the treant. Fire would spread through their being from where Nari's scythe would touch down on. It would envelop the field boss, invading the cracks and getting into its very core. This one didn't really seem to be that bad, but that could change in an instant. The flames seemed to burn more and more, but the treant would not kneel to them. It's blade would sing with the heat from the fire

As Nari started to down each of her potions, the hunter kept watch before she asked if he needed any. He would only shake his head. "I got plenty, though the boss reduces stats, so most of my buffs will mean more than nothing. Besides, I probably won't be hurting it as much as you will." The woods seemed to quiet down as they conversed. The birds would chirp and sing but a moment ago, but have grown silent. The sapling in the stump would begin to grow at an alarming rate. Branching from the main trunk, a few branches would grow into rough appendages, or so it would seem. As it