Krysta

Krysta continued her advance, but only one thing would stall her for the time being. A citizen who had no part in either side of the conflict was under attack, by one of the city's own soldiers, as it turned out. Krysta stepped in to intervene. "That citizen has done nothing against you, leave her alone." She declared. The corrupted knight looked over to Krysta. "And who says you have any right to give me orders? This one here is a rebel, no law-abiding citizen would dare conspire against the Imperator!" He countered. "And have you any proof of this?" Krysta asked. The knight wa

Krysta had merely heard rumors of the twenty-sixth floor, and what she heard had caught her attention. Perhaps the fact that she was at the level cap might assist her when traversing this floor. She made sure to bring her best equipment with her, for this floor was the latest one to be unlocked thus far. It was likely that the floor would be teeming with dangers beyond a settlement. Little did she expect to arrive at a scene of chaos. Soon, she saw a prompt appear in front of her, speaking of a rare opportunity... She'd be a fool to not accept, for it was likely that this tower

It was time to leave, for there was nothing more that could be learned here, now that Vigilon was around to speak of whatever he'd found. Upon reaching the surface level, a familiar person was sighted at the entryway...one who Krysta knew as an enemy. "Dazia!" Krysta drew her weapon, Dazia fled, and Astralin warned the players not to rush, lest the trapped tiles deal damage to the party. After the players managed to cross the tile puzzle once more, there was one last obstacle...or so it seemed to be. A short skeleton wearing a casual blue hoodie seemed confused over what may have bee

Yona dared to suggest the unthinkable. "Heavens, no! I shall do no such thing!" Krysta reacted. Astralin managed to run away and into the next room. Honestly, why had Krysta not thought about that before? "I am getting out of here!" She said as she began to follow Astralin. Astralin was trying to solve a tile puzzle, from what Krysta could observe when she stopped so suddenly. Time was of the essence, she and Yona had to catch up with Astralin before those frogs did. Astralin was able to help Krysta get across the puzzle unharmed. "Thank you so much for finding the solution to what could

Even within the entryway, the players already were not alone. The timing was absolutely impeccable. The three players all turned their heads towards the source of the sounds nearby. Frogs, two of them, possibly poisonous. One of them croaked, and they both continued hopping...towards Krysta. "Aaahh! wh-why??" Yona drew her blade, Astralin said she would leave the frogs to Yona and Krysta, due to physical contact being her only method of attack. "Why are they hopping towards me?? Yona, why haven't you tried cutting them yet? They're endemic life, their HP is minuscule! You can ha

A seemingly disembodied voice came from the Skeletal Guardian, telling the players to leave. Astralin prepared to make another attack, but the Skeletal Guardian pushed Krysta back and proceeded to catch Astralin's arm and throw her aside. But by doing so, the monster was left wide open for an attack. Krysta made use of her own sword art again, and her opponent was ill prepared for it. Upon Krysta's final strike, the Skeletal Guardian glared at her. The disembodied voice was heard once more. "Turn...back..." The monster then shattered, and its shards dispersed as though they were particles

Yona was surprised to see Astralin pull out what appeared to be a spellbook, and Astralin explained what it was for, as well as why. A battle was anticipated either way, so it was no surprise to Krysta that there would be at least one enemy to fight before entering the structure mentioned within the message. Astralin's attack missed, and then the monster's cursor changed to red, signaling hostility. Krysta readied her own Sword Art, and slashed three times at the Skeletal Guardian, dealing a fair amount of damage to it. The attack was not critical, so there was one thing left to assure. "

Both invites were accepted, the party had formed. Astralin pulled out a book she had, and it looked like some sort of spell book, for there were mystifying symbols, as well as star and galaxy inspired design patterns on its cover. She then explained her current statistics, she was capable of support and damage. "That is wonderful to hear, Astralin. It's good to know that your build is coming along rather nicely." Krysta noted with a smile. Yona seemed to be in thought over something, but Krysta did not know what exactly, and she was not one to pry, either, thus she would not ask. Krysta w

The player who Krysta was carrying introduced herself as Yona, and she seemed rather confident that she would be fine. "I....I do certainly hope you know what you are doing, as you so claim." Krysta remarked, worried that the young woman was far more rash than Astralin had proven to be so far. Yona asked who was going to lead the party, and Astralin suggested that it be Krysta who led it, due to her having the superior stats and defenses among the three. Krysta wasn't exactly one who would "toot her own horn" in moments like these, though she saw what Astralin was trying to get across. "I was

This player was already proving to be a bit of a handful. It wasn't the attempt to reassure Krysta that she knew how to use her items when she needed to, but the sarcastic remark that she'd made in response to Krysta not believing the rumors. "Well, you didn't necessarily need to put it like that." Krysta responded, taking offense to the words. Before the conversation could continue, a familiar voice called out to the two players. It was Astralin, who seemed a bit excited to look into the rumors involving this floor... She then asked who the other player was. "Oh, um, I wouldn't say we ar

It is always long ago in tales like these... People are split into factions, often with hostility. In this world, there were what people believed to be two sides. The creatures and inhabitants of this world...and those who lived only once. There were Players, and there were Monsters. Sometimes there is a story within a story...and one such tale begins underground, at present time, within the darkness of Floor 10, when two players would reach it from the teleport gate. "I understand that you wish to at least see what's happening. I don't know how far I'll be able to carry you, st

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With Carsar slain, the Hatchlings had nothing else to worry about. Krysta put away her weapon as Vigilon made his way to the cave, while Astreya began to search for the egg. "Your captor is no more, little ones. Come, we shall return you to your mother." Krysta called out for the hatchlings to hear. The hatchlings hesitated, but then one walked near Krysta, approaching her cautiously. Yolviinsil landed near it, letting out a few gentle growls. Three more hatchlings emerged from their hiding places among the rocks scattered around the area, and one of them seemed to have a long scratch on

The players left the dragon's nest, and began to make way for Carsar's den. The trip did not turn out to be as long as Krysta expected, but it was still longer than what was typical for such a distance, due to the rocky terrain of the mountain range. At last, the objective was within sight, and it was now time to confront the dragon. While Astreya began to speak with Vigilon, Krysta continued to move forward. A pair of eyes glared at Krysta from within the cavernous lair. "Who dares to come near my Den?" Spoke a cruel voice. A few of the Dragon Hatchlings near the cave looked to the

It would seem that the players' course of action was clear. Vigilon also gave the suggestion of healing the topaz dragon. "Of course," Krysta responded with a nod of her head, as she was going to do so anyway. This was no evil entity, so it would be best to help her out, despite being an NPC. Krysta would walk over to the dragon, and place her hand upon her. With one hand on the dragon, and the other hand upon her heart, Krysta focused, closed her eyes, and activated her skill. A white glow surrounded the dragon, as well as Krysta's hands, and some of the smaller wounds began to slowly close.

Astreya was in agreement with Krysta regarding the senseless slaughter of boar pups during that quest. Vigilon also had his own thoughts on the matter. "Sometimes I still wonder why Kayaba even chose to create this world and trap us all within it, not to mention putting our lives in mortal peril in the process..." Krysta remarked as her left fist clenched, then unclenched as she did what she could to remain calm. So much evil within this virtual world, not only from Kayaba and the malevolent entities that infested it, but from the existing evil within certain individuals and other individuals'

Astreya seemed to be confused by what Krysta meant on cruelty. Krysta sighed, then began to explain. "I have...been in some quests that turned out to be morally questionable, involving the slaying of juvenile boars and dragon hatchlings, and I never knew they were my opponents until I found them...they were young, how could they possibly be evil enough to strike down, game or no? It's heartless slaughter is what it is! I cannot believe Kayaba would dare to put us through such horrible things!" Her rant wasn't even over yet. "And don't get me started on those murderers...I've been ch

Vigilon seemed to have some questions, more than Astreya, as it turned out. Then again, Krysta had known several reasons as to why he would question this hunter...certain experiences that were too cruel for Krysta to willingly commit unless it was absolutely necessary...but everything had changed, had they not? "If this pulls us into more cruelty, I'm going to quit...though it doesn't seem likely as of the moment. We should probably push onward and see where this goes. Hopefully, it won't be like...those times." She remarked, having yet to realize that this very questline replaced that which s

Vigilon would slay the boar, and then he would ask if the apparent blockade of boars were done. Judging by their sudden squealing followed by a hasty retreat, they clearly were. Vigilon would turn and look over to Krysta and Astreya, asking if they found any strange pages during the battle. Astreya revealed that she didn't seem to have found anything, then Krysta pulled out the page she'd retrieved from her inventory. "As a matter of fact, I have..." She straightened up the paper, and read its contents aloud... There was no page number, nor was there a date on it. Was this simply part

This wasn't even the first time Krysta was using her longsword, and yet, she was still having trouble handling the weight of her weapon. Perhaps it was because she was so used to wielding a rapier, that made all the difference. She stowed the page she had found into her inventory, and witnessed Vigilon slay the fourth boar. He too, found a page of sorts. Then four more boars began making their way to the players, and Astreya moved in to intercept with an Area of Effect Sword Art, striking down all but one. Krysta then raised her weapon to attack, and she readied her sword art. This boar caught

Astreya accepted the shield from Krysta, while Vigilon fed his familiar. Astreya's own familiar, apparently a Vulture of sorts, took flight and returned to its master with a sack of col. Krysta looked to Yolviinsil, seeing if there was something she needed. The small, ruby red feathered dragon didn't seem to be in need of anything at the moment, so the familiar would remain airborne for the time being. The players continued to move onward, but then Krysta noticed a few boars in the path, looking towards the players...upon closer inspection, there wasn't simply a few...there were...how many boa

Vigilon would compliment Krysta back, and have his arm around her. Krysta smiled, taking the compliments very well. Astreya remarked that Krysta and Vigilon were cute together, and then she was handed the map by Vigilon, who would explain the quest scenario, now that the party was formed. He also revealed his statistical role to Astreya, who would follow suit, revealing herself as a Tank in training. "The first floor is known for relatively weaker dangers, so there shouldn't be too much for us to worry about. I may be a damage dealer myself, but I also specialize in restoration and support. If

Truly wonderful were the times when form and function could both be optimal, and the two female players in this moment were clearly in agreement with this fact. Vigilon unintentionally caused the parts of the scroll to separate, but the parts didn't shatter, so they were still of some use and could still be looked at carefully. Astreya would ask Krysta if she and Vigilon had been adventuring together long. "Perhaps not as long as other players could have, but Vigilon and I have certainly been through very much together. He may have his stumbles every once in a while, but no one is perfect, and

Vigilon let the two players know that he had been trying to understand what seemed to be a scroll of some sort. Both Krysta and Astreya noticed the writing on the other side of the scroll, but Krysta let Astreya be the one to mention it, so that she might potentially be included in whatever this might lead to. Krysta would notice that the girl was wearing a battledress, though it appeared to be a heavier set, unlike Krysta's Light Armor Battledress. Nevertheless, it was nice that she, too, was a player who seemed to like sets of gear where style and function could actually work alongside one a

It had been a fair amount of time since Krysta had reawakened from what she could only believe was the darkest of days in fluid form, and after what she had gone through, it was time she got herself busy again. There was much to do, and only so much time to do it. She soon received a message from Vigilon, asking her to meet up with him in the safe zone's edge in the first floor. The meeting place was likely to be in the Town of Beginnings, Krysta was certain of it. She checked her inventory before continuing onward. She had the necessary gear for battle. She had her battledress, and she had he