Vigilon

"Are you sure?" Vigilon asked. "I don't think you should be suffering alone." He pointed out. "I didn't come here because you're 'weak', I came here because I'm your cousin, and I don't think you deserve to be suffering. Regardless if its friends, or family, when someone is in their time of need, the best thing we can do is show up for them. That's what we do, and that's why I'm here right now." He explained softly. Dazia's persistence continued. At this point, he'd have to respect her choice. "...I see, you still need some time." He noted. "I hope you find your new family soon." He said, as a

Vigilon waited. He simply kept his eyes closed, his heart feeling sympathy for the girl. What if she wasn't all that people thought she was? What if she wasn't like this from the start? Maybe, in the end, all this time, she was simply suffering; broken? As Dazia's cries began to quiet down, Vigilon opened his eyes, and slowly made his way over to where Dazia was hiding herself. "Violet...you can come out now." He began. Nearly everything involving Dazia and emotion was a risk...but this was a risk worth taking, she shouldn't be suffering like this

Vigilon continued his search, hoping Dazia was close by. He couldn't let her disappear now. He practically ran around the town looking for her, looking through nearly every darkened space he could find. Soon, he was hearing sounds, and his heightened senses from his searching skill confirmed, this wasn't background noise by something of the environment, this was a person. As he got closer to the source of the sound, he recognized it as Dazia's voice, but in a tone he'd never heard before... Dazia...was crying. What had she gone through that would provoke an emotional mom

Dazia explained what she knew of Seline, and of the Sky Swords Guild. At one point, her breath began to shake, and she pulled her cowl over her head before suddenly taking off. Given the kinds of words she'd said, she must have hit one of her own weak points with what she brought up...but scenarios like these were never meant to be dealt with alone. Vigilon quickly followed Dazia's trail, though it seemed that she'd already disappeared. He kept his eyes open and heightened his senses. There didn't seem to be any noticeable traces of Dazia as of the moment, not even a footprint. Vig

The reunion between Shanno and Seline was warming to see. They must have really cared about each other. Dazia revealed the situation, and that Seline also had Vigilon to thank. Seline then moved in to hug Vigilon and thank him for his help. Vigilon was not expecting a full on hug, but perhaps it was just the emotions of the moment. He normally didn't get hugged like this, except maybe by his mother way back when, before everyone got trapped in this game. "Happy to help..." Vigilon responded. Seline was taller than Vigilon expected. He already knew she was taller than Dazia, but she wa

Just because the three players were now out of the citadel did not mean it was time to stop running. He wanted to make sure he was out of sight from the citadel, and that meant traversing the outer courtyard and past its overgrown gates, before passing through the foliage that kept the location hidden. Only then did Vigilon slow to a stop, as to catch his breath. "Thank God that's over..." He thought aloud. He looked to the two girls with him. "Are you two alright?" He asked. Shanno nodded her head. "Alright, let's head back to Coral." Vigilon decided. Vigilo

If even Dazia knew to be wary, then this was definitely a dangerous situation. She continued to look each player in the eye, before seemingly settling her gaze onto Vigilon. "Ah, but you have done us a favor, have you not? I do believe you should be rewarded, if you are willing to accept..." Vigilon wasn't sure about this. First, Ophelia looked to Shanno. "For you, I can offer a special piece from my armory." She stated, as a weapon appeared in her hand, and she handed it to Shanno. "It carries power from the energies of our clan. Take it, and you will wield the power to decimate legi

Vigilon kept his eyes open for anything, but kept looking back to Shanno, hoping that she was alright and that she was keeping up with Vigilon. Dazia had rushed off, so Vigilon and Shanno had to move quickly to try and catch up with her. Shanno began having trouble keeping up, so Vigilon offered his arm to grab so she could easily keep up with him. The only time she let go was when they caught up with Dazia, which was also at the moment the three players nearly ran into more monsters. Ebony Clan monsters, by the looks of it. Two knights, an one that looked like an Ebony Rook. The mon

Vigilon stood there as Dazia took the opportunity he'd given her. Well, now that was three gone, just have to finish up that last one that Dazia sent flying earlier. Vigilon readied his blade as he made his way over. "Alright, you know how this ends and so do I, so let's just make this quick." He activated his sword art, finishing off the last opponent in the fight. He took a deep breath, then looked over to Dazia. "You feeling ok, Dazia?" He asked. After whatever response he'd get from her, he'd then look over to the player they were in the middle of rescuing. "Are you alright, Shanno

Vigilon watched as Dazia tore into the enemy's ranks the way she usually does, practically tearing them up with unbound yet silent fury...accept two pawns were spared of this, as one dodged the attack while the rook got in the way of the other. Its HP was in the yellow now, so it seemed like the best thing he could do was just keep whaling at the enemy forces and go for another sword art. Using the same as the last time, he put a lot of force into his next attack. It mattered little that the rook got in the way, as the attack was not only stronger, but paralyzed the rook, rendering it

Dazia took a strategic advance to put the shoving match in her favor, then she mercilessly tore the monster apart, its death throes were slower than the other monsters killed this day. Well, uh, with that out of the way, time to return to the escape! Vigilon would choose to go on ahead and let Dazia and Shanno follow beside each other. Rescuing Shanno was Dazia's mission, after all, and he decided to do his part to make sure the coast was clear. Vigilon quite literally ran into a monster. He fell right onto his rear on the ground after his face met metal. Vigilon shook his

Let's roll, shall we!? ID# 222008 BD: 4+4-1=7(hit), CD: 12(ST-B Available!) ID# 222009 BD: 2+4-1=5(miss) AoE-II: 28x18=504 Damage to Greater Fire Elemental 2! [0,1] Krysta | HP 897/897 | EN 97/112 | 28 DMG | 98 MIT | 4 ACC | 4 EVA | 26 BH | 8 REC | 8 HLY | 48 BLD | 3 LD | 3 Pros. [2,1] Vigilon | HP 920/920 | EN 85/114 | 28 DMG | 98 MIT | 4 ACC | 4 EVA | 56 BRN | 32 BLGT | 16 FLN | 9 LD | 3 Pros. [2,0] Morningstar | HP: 851/851 | EN: 106/106 | DMG: 26 | ACC: 6 | EVA: 1 | MIT: 182 | LD: 9 | AA: 1 | VO: 122 | STK: 40/24 | BH: 15 | Pros: III [3,3] Fre

Morningstar shared some thoughts to Freyd, who proceeded to groan into his cowl before admitting that he had the tracking skill the whole damn time. Vigilon considered remarking, "And you didn't think to tell us when Krysta asked?", but, well, better late then never, so Vigilon decided to try and overlook this for now. Freyd asked what the endgoal was for what the party was now doing. "I mean, Krysta's calling the shots here, but if they really planned on creating an ambush made entirely of potentially dangerous monsters like Morningstar theorized, it would be a problem if they were to have

Vigilon blinked, then checked his skill list while Freyd did absolutely nothing. "...I don't have tracking." Vigilon realized. "I've got Night Vision, I've got Detect, but I don't have Tracking." Alas, it looked like the party would be going in blind. "Let's try going along the path we were going earlier, see if any of the other Cinnabar goons are dumb enough to cross the path where we can find them." He suggested, wondering if there were any other Operation Pompeii operatives who had the same thought process as the two idiots from earlier, as they might have anothe

Vigilon thought for a minute, considering Morningstar's theory. The monster they fought was surprisingly easy to take down, but it was alone... A whole onslaught of them might prove to be a mild threat if everyone ran out of energy with little to no way to recover it. Vigilon knew little of the actual number of monsters they'd captured, and they were only able to tell the strength of one so far. Then Freyd spoke. It was as if things started to go downhill from here. He spoke down to Krysta, breaking down her claims and placing higher urgency on what he believed to be a prio

Anyone could be picked on for any given reason, and if someone managed to become a serial killer, they'd be no pushover in combat and would probably be high enough level for most players to be given a run for their money, as well as be a troublesome opponent for the stronger players. Heck, maybe they could be strong enough to be a problem for a single frontliner alone...and that was exactly why Vigilon was concerned. So he pulled up his messenger and typed up a message for Krysta using his free hand. Hopefully by alerting her, he'd be able to keep her safe, right...?(He'd definitely be wrong.)

Vigilon blinked. "Yeah...they wanted my Tiger Rage potion...Floor 6." He answered. "I was willing to defend myself for it, but someone decided to leave me at their mercy." He added, resisting the urge to point at or glare at Freyd. "Two players against one, not really the best odds if they're close to even footing, as numbers will offer an advantage..." Granted, he was able to win just barely after a frantic chase throughout the floor, but he didn't want to have to deal with that again. Vigilon took a deep breath. "Of course, I did kinda overhear the two players a bit before

Morningstar and Kyo continued the conversation on the more insidious types of killers, as well as how messed up the game's sense of justice is. Morningstar mentioned a serial killer on floor 11, and that immediately caught Vigilon's attention. "Wait, floor eleven?? Krysta's got a shop and living space in floor eleven! Do you know any clues or hints? There's a lead that can allow us to stop him, right?" He asked worriedly, his eyes widened and filled with concern for his beloved girlfriend. He did NOT want anyone to even get close to killing Krysta. Not at all. "Right...? There is a way we can

Numbers, man...they affect everything in worlds like these. Vigilon thought this was gonna be a tough fight, but everyone seemed to be drilling into this thing's HP like they intended to make a fiery fruit smoothie out of it or something. Krysta brought her usual first impression strike that was a full on Holy damage Smite. Unlike Carsar, however, this monster was able to survive the full force of Krysta's power. Vigilon had a few question though...how the hell does this thing bleed? What even bleeds out of it? This game didn't actually simulate bleeding, so it's not like the players cou

As the party interrogated the two Cinnabar players, Vigilon began to notice how the the two players' expressions tried to hold firm, but were beginning to look more like poker faces. They were hiding something, that much was certain. "The future resting on our shoulders is a grand one, for all players of Aincrad! Well, organized, and expansive! A flourishing world that we will live in and protect! It is our duty to see to it's establishment! To get to that, however, we'd need to get some...special operations dealt with, and that's classified information." The first Cinnabar member

Morningstar would set up what was basically a picnic. Vigilon wasn't feeling hungry at the moment, so he decided to wait for the time being, simply chiming into the conversation when needed. Morningstar and Freyd made some remarks regarding swimming in the lake and the current risk one would face when getting too close to Freyd's rod. "I've got a friend who once swam in the lake during the night. Apparently she did it because the lake's reflective nature gave her the illusion of swimming among the stars." Vigilon added, remembering the time Krysta mentioned to him what Astralin h

Krysta confirmed Vigilon's problem, but there was probably a track record to prove it. Freyd's comment was met with a deadpanned stare. There was literally no way that it would help, even if aftershaves even existed in Aincrad, how could it possibly help? It made no sense. Now that everyone was ready, and with a path to follow, the party could set out. Time passed, nothing seemed wrong. Despite Freyd's remark on how frontliner traffic would nearly assure a clear path, something didn't feel right as he walked with the party. "It's peaceful..." He thought. "Too peaceful..."

It must be hard for Shanno, only being able to stand and watch as the two other players fought on, with seemingly no end in sight, 'cause this Ebony Knight knew how to dodge, block, lock, deflect, push during a lock, the list goes on... Point was, this Ebony Knight seemed to be giving it's all for it's survival...and Vigilon knew why. This thing wasn't gonna stop until Vigilon went down as well. Despite the fact that Dazia was managing to hold it off, she was failing to damage it while doing so. She called for Vigilon to make an attack, but as it turns out, it's hard to strike a targe

Vigilon flipped the coin, and it landed on heads. Krysta would be leading the party, and she stated that she would do her best within her given role. "And you have my sword, my lady." Vigilon responded, with a bow of his head as a gesture of respect. As cheesy as this probably was, he didn't care because he loved her. The discussion of player builds and party roles was an important one. Krysta mentioned that she was mainly a damage dealer, but could offer healing and support when needed. Morningstar would reveal himself to be a DPS, but didn't elaborate further than that. Freyd bega

Vigilon seemed to be in thought for a short moment. "...So I guess we're all indifferent to who the party leader is, then? Alright, maybe we could flip a coin or tw-" Freyd showed up, asking if he could tag along. "You know what, the more the merrier, there'll be strength in numbers." Vigilon decided. "Now all I gotta figure out is how to divide a team of fi-" Where the heck did Alkor go? He was just there a second ago, how could he disappear without a sound? A faint outline of the man simply blinked in and out of existence within his mental perception. Vigilon