Macradon

“He’s a wily one this Gabrandr!” Macradon shouted out to the rest of his party. The damage that was done and then rightly so nullified kept the team running. The other players were quick to run for the scathers and disarm them as quickly as possible, letting the rest reach for the vanguard. With the next oncoming attack, Macradon knew that it was gonna hurt and he prepared himself “Morg, I’ll take the next hit, you’ve done more than a good job! I trust you with my safety!” he called out as he ran past his party’s tank “This one’s gonna keep him at bay for a little while!” he roared and went in

The fizz of a can being opened, the heavy sigh of the drinking subject. The first floor estate sat empty apart from its now only resident. A big house for a single person, a whole lot of nothing to do all alone anymore. He brought the drink up to his mouth and began chugging, it was all he could get himself to do now, there wasn’t anything else that was giving him the entertainment and thrill of the fight that he used to strive for. He longed for the hectic daily battles, he couldn’t forget the action he kept meeting day in and day out, everything was now so … mundane and boring. He finis

The blinding bright flames would erupt and cover Macradon in a wicked retaliation from the boss, dealing a good chunk of damage to all affected by the luminous payback. It didn't seem like he was the only one hit by the flares, at least that was what he could notice from the HUD in his view, but just as fast the health was slowly depleted, his health was bumped back up, he couldn't see clearly, but he could hear and the voice was familiar "Thanks for the backup, @Simmone!" he called out to his team mate. Macradon kept his mind steeled and focused on what was at hand, but something irked him th

Just like before, the cannon thingies were deactivated, shot down, eviscerated, even before Macradon had a chance to act, therefore his only objective was to wither down the health of the boss as fast as he could. The single health bar converted into multiple others, showing the true colours of the fallen king, now resolute with his decision to blow up parliament. “I’d mostly agree with how you want to run things, but violence isn’t always the answer … but who am I to talk, yeet!” he retorted at the king and went in for another attack. But alas the knight missed the target, but just barely gla

From light the «Banner of Command» materialised from his inventory, covered in bright blue crystals as it began to take form from nothing. “Sure thing.” the knight replied with a smile and handed over his banner to the old man. His banner had been with him for a while, it had seen a lot of stuff happen, it had been there from when he joined the KoB, to the fall of one Vice Commander after the other … after the other … after the other. Macradon sighed from what nostalgia and requiem its existence gave him, the warm feelings of his membership of the knights and the cold shudders of his mentor, f

It went much faster than anticipated, everything went into motion in a fell swoop right before his eyes. He was one of the first to arrive, but he was only one of many. The frontline’s raid parties had assembled in a pretty fast fashion and were now heading into the boss room. With the glimpse they had from defeating the labyrinth guardian, Macradon could only anticipate the worst in feats of smelliness and sewage that would rear its ugly head at the frontlines. “Active cannons, huh. Guess that’s what we’ll have to work with now.” he thought to himself and got into a battle stance and rushed i

There wasn’t a lot going on towards the boss room, it was a stinky alleyway, just like it was when they fought the giant rat beast that guarded the entrance. With the raid battlefield ripe for the taking, frontliners were slowly beginning to gather round and make their appearances. Macradon arrived as the first of his party members that was concluded from the latest raid meeting, and he barely knew any of the members he was to fight with, which was a new experience for the Imperial Topaz. The only member he recognized was Morgenstern, a person he had fought with before at raids and during priv

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Macradon would raise an eyebrow, Hirru did indeed have something for them to work on, which was a nice twist. The knight nodded his head in acknowledgement and revised his current allocation of equipment. He went through his long list of useful items and concluded that his current attire would be outlandish enough to not be seen as a high-brow threat, but also not too militaristic to seem like anything else than someone making a quick pit stop at the town. “Refugees, slaves, immigrants. Quite the people we have to work with, but I guess if this fancy technology is some heavily guarded intellig

The discussions that ensued were not what the knight had thought would come up. The passive, but close to active, aggressiveness in the air could be felt from Hidden, but for Hirru’s own sake the Jade Hunter was able to combat the sharp words with a wise retort without spilling too much back towards his aggressor. Macradon sighed, it was still a heavy and touchy subject for him, he had felt the humiliation, perhaps not directly but still enough for it to have been a burden for him. He would shake that uneasiness off of himself and looked back towards the rest of the meeting’s participants.

The lingering effects of the transportation finally let go and dropped its lightening effect on all of Macradon's currently equipped possessions, letting his armour clang together as it set itself onto the knight again. His cape would waft lightly in the wind but would like the armour settle on the back of the knight. He stretched his body slightly from side to side to make sure he didn't need to readjust his armour after the teleportation and with a quick nod at himself, he was ready to venture out, which he in turn actually didn't need to, the Jade Hunter was already present there in the baz

More people were slowly beginning to gather at the designated meeting spot, which was nice. The small ensemble that had appeared before Macradon wasn’t a huge crowd, not even enough to properly set up a single raid part, but with the new additions to the fray, a party or two could probably be stacked up for a proper vanguard. Macradon waved at Baldur as he entered the dojo. He didn’t say much, he kept silent, waiting for the meeting to get going instead of falling into “meaningless” chit chat. They needed to get right into the thick of it and keep pushing through, they couldn’t just laze aroun

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Macradon was about to open up shop and get the furnaces blazing for his apprentice to work and gain greater experience, the knight had spent a lot of resources trying to get Alec up to speed with hos a grandmaster blacksmith was working, and having someone else be able to craft certified equipment while the owner was out was a lucrative deal for his apprentice. Macradon got into his dirty old workshop clothes and began cleaning up the front of his shoppe while the furnaces were heating up and as he would walk around the streets in front of his shop to clear it of any litter, Macradon overheard

Macradon looked over at this HUD as a small notification appeared in his message inbox. The knight hesitated but was still quick to press the floating screen only he could see and would read the message. “Nice, a meeting, this should hopefully be better than the last, a bit too chaotic, but let’s see who shows up. It might actually be a very constructive and efficient meeting." They didn't know much about the boss or about the boss room other than the quick peek to get an understanding of the arena they’ll be fighting in, which didn’t really tell the vanguard party anything too useful. Ma

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« Thematic Music » The fleet footed knight kept leaping across the battlefield like he was in some kind of anime world, how wacky was that. His quick movements were nearly unrivalled, his sheer consistent damage kept the battlefield level as long as he was on the right side. At least that’s what he thought of himself, a brave knight that could shake a battlefield for the betterment of humanity and the inhabitants of Aincrad. This new skill of his made his world so much more fun, his nimble actions that were much more difficult to execute were now somehow ingrained into his body like som

The icky squeak and giggle of the vile beast shook Macradon to his core, it was eerie in a different way compared to much else he had been fighting. Mindless beasts, evil end bosses, sentient antagonists, and whatever Cardinal threw at him. This was quite different. The beasts he had slaughtered, the remnants he had to vanquish off the surface of Aincrad, they were nothing like this literal incineration of toilet humour … now they only needed something funny. It did not take too long for the machination to take its form, the lines, the comeback, the setup, everything was there in a flash, in a

One thing led to another … but this “another” was not something Macradon had anticipated, it was news to him that monsters could act in such way and it excited him to the core. “Yes!” he howled out in a gleeful manner as the ratman scoured away from the frontal forces and slithered up to the young man Crozeph to beat him up with his mace “Wait shit!” he growled back when he realized what that meant, its AI could target character by reverse aggro, which was much more difficult to juggle. But despite the harsh hit, Crozeph was steadfast and stood his ground even though his health points took a s

That rat bastard was just standing there, menacingly, waiting for the party to commence their vanguard. Macradon and the others had prepared themselves, at least most of them had prepared themselves for this battle. Recalling from earlier labyrinth bosses, they would be tough to fight for a single party, but still doable. First to act was NIGHT, quickly slithering into her hidden self before Hirru would approach, slowly as the overgrown rat began to speak. “It’s somewhat intelligent, makes this fight a bit different than a savage dragon trying to wreak havoc …” he thought to himself and g

Hey there Lucky! Welcome to the site! I'm Macradon, but most just call me Mac, it's shorter and easier. We have a Discord server we use for most of our instant messaging, but the staff members on here do check their DMs from time to time, so if you have any questions don't hesitate to ask away!

NIGHT had seemingly found the entrance to the labyrinth guardian, Macradon felt his energy levels rise up in excitement. The exhilarating and invigorating feeling of combat was on its way and the knight could barely contain his excitement as he grinned like a kid on Christmas day. He quickly adjusted all his armour to have a proper fit with everything and scoured through his inventory for a quick setup and chugged a wide selection of handy concoctions and snacks. Even though he had done all this prep work before on many occasions, this scenario was a bit different, somewhat vile to a degree. T

Macradon nodded at the Jade Hunter and took in a deep breath “Alright then, let’s get going, we have no time to lose, the guardian fight is getting closer, let’s head out!” he said after quickly noting the coordinates in comparison to their current location and began a slow lurch into the crowded area again while fully clad in armour. His menacing performance of a slightly short stature was enough to make the people part way and give him enough space to begin a full on sprint. With each heavy step a loud clanging of steel plating and maille fragments would enlighten the entire area like a smit

He smiled back at the woman called @Lessa and tried to comfort her encouraging words “Don’t worry, everyone learns in different patterns at different rates. I just chose to dedicate way more time than necessary for my profession,” he replied with a chortle. He was growing slightly impatient, Crozeph and NIGHT have been gone for a while now, and no one really seemed to have any real idea of where the party should head next “@Hirru , do we have a location yet? Do we know where Crozeph is?” he asked the party gatherer in a rather monotone voice “I don’t know much about either from our party,