Vigilon

[Day 30] [6/16/2022] Crafting Results:

It was about time Vigilon sought out an opportunity for a real break, as it was getting harder to catch one lately. For nostalgia's sake, he wanted to explore floor 16 with Krysta, and see if there were still a few locales of the island floor that had low spawn rates of hostile mobs. If they had any luck, a nice summer break would be nice...hopefully, things would go as planned. Upon arriving at the newly transformed floor, Vigilon took an initial look at his surroundings. While the settlement may be the pretty close to the volcano, almost attached to it, as it would seem, the place looke

Time passed, Dazia didn't show up. That meant only one thing... Vigilon had to just move on and assume she was ok. Exploring this other corridor was easier than anticipated, but it was probably because the strange statues had enough of a variety that they kept things from looking the same. Which door should Vigilon open next? What would he find there? Would he come out somewhere else like what ended up happening last time? Too much confusion. Vigilon needed something simple for once. Then he reached the end of the hall and found a larger set of doors. When he approached them, he

Vigilon picked up the strange token, and then the door opened. Vigilon decided that it was time to leave, as there was nothing else here for him. Hopefully he'd be able to catch up with Dazia so that there wouldn't be any further encounters dealt with alone. When he left through the door, however, he found himself...in a room that wasn't the entry hall. Figures. "Oh, come on!" He groaned. "I'm not gonna be trapped here, am I?" So maybe it wasn't just the rooms' interiors that moved...but maybe the rooms themselves? Wait, how does that even work? This is a Citadel, right? Rooms can't

The false Garixon got up, with some difficulty, only to be met with the end of Vigilon's weapon, finishing him off. Over already...well, at least Vigilon could now get back to figuring out this strange room...right? Well...sort of. There didn't seem to be anything else in this room. ...Either that, or there was something of interest that blended in with the environment because everything in the room, including the room itself, were all white as porcelain. The shifted area didn't seem to have much, other than pillar-tiles that used to be the floor having different variations in height

What kinds of encounters really were these? What was the Cardinal up to this time? Why was Vigilon facing a shadow of someone who once was? Why did the layout of this room even shift? What was even going on here?? Despite these questions floating in Vigilon's mind, he left them alone for the time being as to keep his head in the fight. He knew this wasn't Garixon, as shown by the red cursor above the enemy's head. "Why are you messing with me?" Vigilon asked. "Why are you trying to use the form of the fallen against me?" The false Garixon chuckled. "Do you really think I'm 'messing'

No words needed to be exchanged between Vigilon and the false Garixon as they both went straight into combat. Vigilon's attack, Draco Rend, was a new, unexpected attack for the opponent, and despite his nimble movements, Vigilon's attack landed against him nevertheless. The false Garixon did manage to thrust his weapon into Vigilon, but the damage dealt wasn't nearly as damaging as it was back then on that evening. Vigilon didn't know if this would go the same way, or if it would go differently. But he knew this...he wasn't intent on losing this fight. Whatever this was, he'd make sure it woul

It was only after Vigilon had opened the door that seemed to grab his attention that he'd realized Dazia wasn't with him. One of the two had unwittingly split the party... ...And those who have played D&D(like Vigilon, and maybe you) know full well that splitting the party usually leads to all kinds of trouble. Before he could turn back, however, the floor of the room he was in shook and shifted. What was even happening here? When the room's layout stopped changing, there seemed to be someone at the end of the room. "What the...?" He ran over to the end, where he stopped, recogni

So the interior was just as white as the exterior? Well, alright then... Vigilon pulled up his map, hoping that the name of a landmark would be displayed over his location. Indeed, there it was, "Ivory Citadel". "Well, I guess it makes sense...this place is called the 'Ivory Citadel', so I can see the connection." Vigilon observed before closing the map, as the landmark's internal map didn't seem to be a thing, and the two players would have to navigate it without a map to guide them. Dazia mentioned that she felt as though she was being watched. "Honestly...me too. I get the fe

[Day 29] [6/9/2022] Crafting Results: Items to be up in evaluations soon.

Upon passing through the suspicious foliage, he saw it. "Huh...so it does exist...well, I guess that means it's time to get a closer look, then." He remarked. The area may have had a large citadel, white in color, in place of more trees, but the branches were still insistent on seeking out every patch of light available, the top of the tower wasn't even in sight. The external walls and gate would have been overgrown, if not for the tree branches taking up the sunlight and drastically reducing the amount of flora in the area. Vigilon slipped through the gate which had been ajar, and g

"I'm not sure," Vigilon admitted. "We could be, but we might be walking into the wrong area." The area darkened, the trees were thicker, taller, darker, and their branches all mingled and intertwined, seeking every available ray of light, leaving the forest floor below to be raw soil, fresh and potentially fertile, yet barren. Dazia was alert, which made sense, as the darker environment would be easier to hide within...and there was never any telling what might be hiding within the shadows... Vigilon looked over to Dazia. "Concerned that something's watching us?" He asked. "...To be

Vigilon could have sworn he'd almost dozed off there. Maybe he needed that "Energy Drink" in his inventory after all...especially now that Dazia was awake and probably hoping to get a move on. Vigilon had already decided quite a few hours ago to avoid an unnecessary cursor-affecting beating by not making any mentions of how Dazia was actually adorable when sleeping. He pulled out the "Energy Drink" from his inventory... He actually had a problem getting it down. It tasted like old soda mixed with buttercream frosting that was a bit too buttery, maybe some kind of aftertaste was present, t

"Hmmmrrrn?" Vigilon was gently awakened, something he never expected from Dazia, in all honesty. He got out of the bed roll, but he left it out in case Dazia wanted to use it. Now it was his turn to keep watch. It's been too long since Vigilon played an actual game. This didn't count since it was a virtual prison full of would-be innocents...due to player-killing, obviously, this wasn't the case anymore. Just a bunch of people trying so hard not to die, fighting for the homes, friends, lives, and more that ended up being taken away as they were trapped in this place...oddly en

"Tired already?" Vigilon asked, confused. Dazia then explained the sight issues that come with nightfall. "Ah, didn't get Night Vision, then? Looks like you've got some skills to invest in....is it level, or have you not been taking quests lately?" Vigilon asked in response, wondering how Dazia didn't have all these skills yet even though they would all be very beneficial for her and/or her build. Vigilon looked up, he could barely see the sky poking through the branches of the trees. He then looked to where the game's time was. ...Wait, it was nighttime already? ...Well, here s

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Both players seemed to be sure that nothing was wrong. Nari noted that she felt watched back in the settlement, but she also seemed to be confident that the party could handle anything. The pink haired player claimed that as a leader, their job was to keep everyone safe, but that the party was alone as of the moment. "I usually try to be attentive to my surroundings too, leader or no." Vigilon agreed. "I guess I've gotten jumpy due to all those run ins with various-" !?!? A message notice appeared in front of Vigilon...from Dazia. After reading it's contents, he sighed. "Could you tw

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Once Krysta had gone full on Smite on a heavily armored soldier that made the stupid ass decision to try fighting against her one on one, the rest was kind of a blur. Vigilon found himself cutting through any enemy that got in his way, but thanks to Krysta leading the charge, there weren't many enemies getting past her, so at least it wasn't all for naught, he was probably going to need his energy. Krysta bumped into the redheaded player from earlier, but said redhead didn't feel like joining up. Must have been one of those glory-seeking kinds of players, who didn't care what happene

Another party of players joined the fray. It wouldn't be long before the garrison was eliminated at this point. More shielded soldiers arrived, and formed an actual blockade. "Damn it," Vigilon thought. This would be difficult if something didn't happen soon. Then two things happened. First, the Ginger player jumped down from above, landing behind the blockade, and attacking the enemies' flank. Second, the airship that the player-pilot had apparently chosen to abandon proceeded to enter the docking bay entirely. It seemed that some of the NPCs might have also wanted a piece

The ginger player followed anyway. He wouldn't openly judge the player's decision, after all, the players came to fight against the mastermind behind the attempted nuking of both players and innocents. If the ship got raided...well, it is what it is, and war was a brutal thing. Vigilon looked to the ginger player. "In all honesty, I had a feeling Krysta and I needed some backup, I just wanted to make sure nothing happened to the innocents aboard the ship. Since we're all here, of course, we might as well finish it together." He noted. With that, it was back to the battle. The garriso

Vigilon was sent a party invite without hesitation. He pressed accept and then came the conversation. Vigilon chuckled when the violet haired player pronounced Vigilon's name incorrectly. "Vigilon, yes." He replied. People would get names wrong every once in a while, but it was never really a big deal unless someone had an unkind way of correction. "Nice to meet you both." He added, since the two players were introduced by the Violet haired player, Nari. Nari then proceeded to guess his build...accurately, to boot. "Well yes, actually. I am indeed a DPS player...is my build that easy to g

Krysta would lead the charge towards the control room, and once there was a break in the enemy lines the players went for it. Now all there was to do was take the control room and defend it. Vigilon charged towards the soldiers guarding the pilots, striking them down with a powerful attack. Once that was taken care of, most of the enemy pilots had seemed to finish some sort of communication before turning to flee...except for one that was staring at Vigilon, while standing next to the control console. "For King and Country!" The enemy NPC called out as his arm moved down as to try slammin

"I hate it, too, I'm lucky to be able to survive in environments like this, but it's sad that you don't seem to have the same tolerance..." Vigilon's familiar, a small white frost dragon, was climbing all over him, trying to find a place to hide from the searing heat. To the familiar, this was a literal environmental shock, as this floor was in a state of constant heat, unlike her own floor of origin, the polar opposite of this, being floor 4, a land of endless winter. The small dragon growled, irritated that heat wasn't something that could simply be shaken off. Vigilon sighed. He w