Macradon

Two people entered his shop, Anise, the Merchant he had been at not so long ago and Helios, the boy he met on the 7th floor. They were both here for items with a perfect quality. Macradon had to go to work asap to get both of their request made. "Helios came first, so I'll take care of his first. Anise, I'll message you when your item is finished" he said wit ha smile as he headed down towards his smithy to begin his crafts. He had to finish these request as fast as he could. 3 Perfect items, he had to make 3. He would undergo the same procedure as he always did with the furnace getting up to

Another day another pair of crafts. Macradon would do his usual daily routine and begin his smithy up. Starting all with his furnace to get the temperature just right. He would proceed with his crafts and insert a material into the furnace and begin his first craft. He did 6 crafts today and got 2 perfect and 2 rare out of it. A bountiful day with a lot of good stuff going on in his shop. He was exhausted but was proud about all the great crafts he'd done today. Rank 5: 130/320 ID: 46818 CD: 12, Perfect item. +8 Exp. ID: 46819 CD: 3+1=4, fail. +1 Exp. Salvage failed

Macradon came walking down the 1st floor towards the creature that was known as an elf. "I'm here with my last batch of snowflakes!" Macradon said as he handed over the pouches. The elf would count them quietly and quickly and put them over to the Nice side of the big storage containers. Macradon would stretch his body and bid his farewell to the elf. "I hope you can use whatever I've brought!" he said and walked back to his shop to take a nap or something alike. Depositing 77 Snowflakes Thread Thread

Macradon came walking up with the blade Comet asked for. It was one of the finest weapons he had made by far. "Here you go! Fresh and new!" he said with a smile as he handed the dagger over to the boy. "Now you'll at least be able to defend yourself properly!" he said with a slight chuckle. Macradon hoped that Comet liked the new weapon Macradon made for him. Macradon smiled after the transaction of the 200 Col for the perfect grade weapon. "Now, don't die, alright?" he said with a smile as the boy would leave his shop. - Astral Blade + 200 Col

Macradon saw a girl run by from the elf "Isn't it a bit late to go gather now?" he thought for himself. He was clad in his Knights of the Blood Oath uniform. His plain grey clothing underneath all the white and ret armor. He came walking towards the elf saying "The crusader has returned". He opened up his visor and gave over the pouch with snowflakes to the elf. He smirked as the elf would count the snowflakes. With a big gasp the elf looked down into the pouch. "128 snowflakes!" it erupted. "You really are the Snow Crusader" he elf said with awe in his eyes. So many snowflakes in front of his

He smiled as he would look at the boy's request paper, it didn't seem too hard to forge. "Well, 200 Col is enough for me!" he said with a smile as he walked down into his smithy. "I'l write you a message when I'm done!" he said as he headed down the stairs. "Oh, and don't bother paying back the rest!" he said and closed the door behind him because it would begin to get noisy when he would begin his forging. He picked up his mallet and turned on the furnace. He would insert the materials in order and take them out to forge on, eventually getting some rare and uncommon items, but it was the last

He smiled as Comet came towards him. "Well, I did tell you that we'd probably meet here, I'm pretty sure you can get a good discount here, so just ignore the prices" he said with a broad smile, waiting for Comet to realize what was going on. He waited patiently as he saw Comet slowly getting the pieces together. Macradon would smile when Comet looked back up at him. "Why yes, I AM the owner" he said with a chuckle. He would get out one of the formulas from behind the counter and a pen to fill it out. "I'm pretty sure you're here for a request, what shall it be?" he would ask with a smile and h

Macradon swung his hammer in his smithy and would take a short rest. He would stand up and shut off the furnace for now. He went towards the sink and would wash the sweat off of his head. He would hear someone entering his shop. He would change from his smithing attire and would change back to only his robes. He would lay his mallet away as he would walk up the stairs. He would get his hair back up and dry as he would look at the boy pondering ins his shop. He would remember what he said to little Comet and would smile as he walked out. "Did Macradon send you?" he would ask with a smug smile.

He would try once again to get some crafting done today. It would've been something he could get that was useful for those who would visit his shop. Other professions had the ability to do something with good items other than getting experience from it. He would prepare his furnace and his materials for this and try to make something useful or alike. He would start out great, making a rare item, but failed twice in a row for then only to make a good item ... and then fail again. Rank 5: 82/320 ID: 46314 CD: 10+1=11, Rare item. +5 Exp. ID: 46315 CD: 2+1=3, fail. +1 Exp.

"Alrighty then!" he said and retrieved some Col from the pouch so it would only be 900 Col. Macradon would finish off the transaction to get the potions he came for. He would put them away in his inventory. "Thanks a lot!" he said and would exit the shop. He would get ready and see if he had forgotten anything and would then head to the warp plaza, only to realize that his next farming spot was on the floor he was on at the moment. He would facepalm himself for a few seconds and go to the fields, standing there, ready to fight. +6 +1 Damage potions -900 Col

Macradon came, once again, into the shop of Zandra's so pick up some more damage increasing potions. "Hey Zandra, I need 6 more +1 Damage potions, can you get me some?" he asked and put up a pouch with 1500 Col in it. "I hope this is enough" he said with a smile. He stood there in the shop, it's been 3 or 4 times he'd been in here for some damage increasing potions, Macradon had just used a lot of them to grind through the different floors to get as many materials and snowflakes as possible for the event. He was all hyped for everything at the moment and only needed a few more potions so he co

Macradon was a bit down from yesterday's crafts. He would pump up the heat on the furnace and grab his mallet for a great success for today's crafts. When the furnace reached the right temperature Macradon would insert one of the Mats. He would insert it but it would quickly overheat and destroy the material. Macradon would try again and fail again. He would sigh and try to turn the heat a bit more down, but ended up making a bad item. He would try again with a lower heat and more time for waiting, creating an uncommon item for then to make a perfect item just after. He was happy, he finally c

Macradon would turn on the furnace, today was a day he felt like was going to be a good day for his crafts, he was sure. With his great heavy mallet he would hammer down a few times on his anvil to get a feel of it today. When the furnace had reached a suitable temperature, Macradon would put in his materials. He would get ready and would take them out when they were ready and hammer them out into the shape he wanted. He would hammer and hammer, only to create a few items. He failed twice, no, thrice. It wasn't a good day at all. Rank 5: 58/320 ID: 46230 CD: 7+1=8, Uncommon item. +

Macradon would turn on his furnace as he went to get some of his materials for some crafting for today. He grabbed 5 of the materials he had lying around in his chest and await the furnace to reach temperature. He wasn't feeling all that great about this today, but he hoped that he would be able to get something out of this day. He would grab his materials and try to see if he would be able to make something great. He inserted the materials into the furnace and took them out when they were at right temperature, then to proceed to the forming of the item itself. He was capable of making 2 pair

Macradon prepare himself for some more forging. He grabbed some of the materials and put them up on the table. He would start by taking one of the ingots with tongs and put them into the big, hot furnace. The material would get up in heat and turn bright red. He would take it out when it was at the right brightness he wanted. He took out the ingot and quickly went towards his anvil to hammer out the ingot into the shape he wanted. He would form it out into a light breastplate, with quick strokes with his heavy mallet he would hammer down onto the material, with a motion from the system, the in

Rank 5: 14/320 ID: 45877 CD: 4+1=5, Good item. +2 Exp. ID: 45878 CD: 10+1=11, Rare item. +5 exp. ID: 45879 CD: 4+1=5, Good item +2 Exp. ID: 45880 CD: 6+1=7, Good item. +2 Exp. ID: 45881 CD: 9+1=10, Uncommon item. +3 Exp.

Rank 5: 0/320 ID: 45726 CD: 6+1=7, good item. +2 Exp. ID: 45727 CD:1, fail. +1 Exp. ID: 45728 CD: 1, fail. +1 Exp. ID: 45729 CD: 9+1=10, Uncommon item. +3 Exp. ID: 45730 CD: 12, Perfect item. +8 Exp.

Macradon smiled and finished the transaction. He would receive his potions and Zandra would receive her materials. "Fantastic!" Macradon said. "Then, I'll be off for now" he said and would exit the shop again to go on adventures. +Damage +4 potion x1 +Damage +6 potion x1