Morningstar

thread summary Gulab Jamun used to complete Bitter Winds: Mid Air Madness. Morningstar: 2240 EXP | (150/5)*8 + 2000 [Quest] Sordid Sea Chanty | When applied, the first critical hit made against the user in a thread becomes a normal hit. Additional effects that would trigger as a result of the mob’s dice rolls also do not trigger. Lasts for one thread. Consumed when applied. <<Bitter Winds: Den of the Skyrats>> Quest

From the wreckage, wings spread, he fell. Flames singed his skin, but he didn't feel a thing. Metal shrieked and splintered, raining on the city below. The wind drowned the screams. The sky burned. Not a star in sight. His lungs squeezed. Knives hailed upon him—sticking, stabbing, shredding. He couldn't breathe. A ball fell fast. He tracked it until he no longer could, and then back to the ship. Rumbling. Rumbling, and cracking, and splitting, and fire—so much fire. He dipped in and out. Flames, and then nothing. Flames, and then nothing. He remembered fireworks, arci

Quest Failed thread summary Morningstar: 6547 EXP | (5456/5)*6 11882 col | 400 col [1 page] + 982 [laurel wreath] + 10500 [loot] T4 Rare Weapon 223582a T4 Uncommon Consumable 223582b T4 Rare Consumable 223583a T4 Rare Armor/Shield 223583b T4 Rare Trinket 221463 T4 Uncommon Consumable 224831a Nari-Lanreth: 10,912 EXP | (5456/5)*10 1636 col | 1636 [laurel wreath]

The Skyrat Raider chased him to the back of the hull, where the escape pods were located. He could see Nari at the far end, waiting for Star before she set off in her pod. A single one remained. The rest had been taken by the surviving crew members, and perhaps some of the pirates who wished not to go down with someone else's ship. Another explosion. The airship groaned, and Morningstar swore he heard a cracking sound from above. He spun, digging his blade through the final pirate's torso and watching as he crumbled to blue dust. Nari called for him to hurry, but before he could tak

note: Nari-Lanreth has exited the thread due to inactivity; I will solo from here on. The creaking of the ship signaled them to evacuate. Regardless, the pirates fought on. Morningstar swayed from one end of the room to the other, wobbling like a child learning to skate. Flames erupted from the room next door, led by an explosion that shook the hull. He shouted at Nari to go on ahead; he would catch up to her when he could. In the meantime, he stayed behind and fended off the Skyrat Raiders. Their attention was stuck to Nari-Lanreth until a wide sword art from Morningstar stole it aw

thread summary Morningstar: 4958 EXP | (3099/5)*8 743 col | 743 [laurel wreath] 1 guild token Pollux: 2359 EXP | (3099/5)*3 + 500 [quest] 400 col | 400 [1 page] Nature's Treasure SoW Questline 1 guild token

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“You’re not going to go looking for it alone, are you?” Bee gathered the equipment she had left in the foyer. Her guildmaster had a knack for being an idiot at times. She tried to mitigate that when she could. “‘Course not. I’m a responsible adult,” he replied from down the way. Morningstar knelt before the Shambler once again. Did responsible adults keep monsters in cages? Maybe not. He studied it cautiously, careful not to come too close to the cage. It was probably still angry about the removal of its hands, and while it was less of a threat without them, he didn’t want to test it

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“NOOO!” The sound ripped out of him, a guttural cry. It was primal and broken, mixed with panic, rage, and desperation. Calenia strained against the knight’s vice grip. Her voice was silenced as its fist tightened around her throat. Leron screamed and shouted, slamming his spear into the knight over and over to no avail. He made a last ditch attempt at freeing his familiar by jamming his weapon through the knight’s wrist, but it simply blocked with its free arm. To Leron’s surprise, Calenia didn’t break apart as intended. Her form shifted in the knight’s hand, expanding until sh

From Cardinal came something new. It outstretched its crystalline arms, taking in the vile air of the 29th Floor. It moved lithely, ghost-like, ignoring obstructions in its path like they were as insubstantial as dust. It’s form g̵̢̘͙̓͒̌̈̿̒l̵͓̱̓̃̉̂̓̏͝ḯ̵̝̤̲̯̣͐͋͝t̶͍͚̫̹͓̅͐ć̴̟͙̲̼̩̯͕͝ḩ̵̹͍͇̺̏e̵̡͓̞̝͎̊d̸͎̓, not unlike the Fatal Error quest message. Pixels spasmed out of control, and strange, abrupt audio queues sounded at random intervals. Something wasn’t right. Something was broken. The player known as Leron encountered it first. At level sixty-three, there was virtually no monster that coul

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a sequel They expected Morningstar would come. The precautions Uso-Tsuki had put in place to stop him were, in truth, only meant to slow him down. The inner council--the very best of Uso-Tsuki's assassins--were mere pawns that drove his goal to fruition. It was a suicide mission for all but himself. He traded the lives of his followers for that of his old friend and leader, and when all was said and done, he would take his rightful place on the chieftain's throne. Marsonia was nearly his. The Chief's quarters were just down the hall. There were no guards stationed outside,

He shook his head. "I figure it's because I've already done the quest. There's not much translating required if you can piece it back together." "Or maybe I did try learning Spanish and I just can't remember." Pollux's eventual translation led to their completion of the quest. "You keep the tablet. I think I still have one from ages ago," he said, not bothering to stifle through his messy inventory to confirm. It seemed to him like the type of item worth keeping (because eventually he'd do the questline! eventually!). In keeping with his promise, Morningstar would pay for lunch.

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thread summary Morningstar: 9757 EXP | (4536/5)*8 + 2500 [Quest] 6863 col | 400 + 5000 [Quest] + 1463 [P15] Typhoonflame: 1814 EXP | (4536/5)*2

The lancer shifted his stance defensively. In a panic, he retreated from Morningstar, desperate without his wall. Morningstar scoffed, flourishing his blade in a quick, elegant fashion. He charged, impaling the knight through his back. When he shattered, a prompt appeared, indicating quest completion. He clicked it away and stood alone amidst the pixelated remains of the knight, on their way back to wherever they came from. He didn't stop to look over his rewards. Instead, he stepped back on the road to Charko, where Typhoonflame was likely still waiting. The walk back was quiet. His