Morningstar

ID 8.17.2024

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Skill(s) Being Dropped: Combat Shift | TECH Specialist Mod(s) Being Dropped: N/A SP Refunded: 10 Cost: 10,000 col

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some uniques and stuff: 298,000 col sent to banker. calculation can be found in post. was it worth it? idk :) Link to post Name: Woodsman's Rapier +5 Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 226490, 226491, 226492 Roll Result: 9, 15, 17 Reroll IDs: 226493, 226494, 226495, 226496, 2296497 Reroll Results: 17, 4, 11, 19, 6 Item Type: Rapier Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Original Enhancements: BLD, ACC II New Enhancements: Taunt, ACC II Description: A sleek, steel rapier commonly used by swordspeople from Taft. Acquisition ID: 225873b Name: Concord Your Prof

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Thread Closing: Morningstar receives: 3,673 EXP (Word Count [3819/10*7*1] + Quest [1000] 125,270 col (1 page [400] + Loot [124320] + 15% P5 Reward [550]) 32 Materials (Loot [32]) 1 Gleaming Scale Angler Scales | Perfect T3 Trinket | +1 LD, +2 Prosperity Random Dungeon Map 226035 T4 Rare Weapon 226115a T4 Perfect Weapon 225873a T4 Perfect Weapon 225873b T4 Perfect Weapon 225873c T4 Perfect Weapon 225874 T4 Perfect Weapon 225876b T4 Perfect Weapon 225876c T4 Perfect Weapon 226020b T4 Rare Armor/Shield 226019 T4 Rare Armor/Shield 226034 T4 Rare Armor/Shie

Morningstar stood alone in the empty throne room, with more questions than answers. He scavenged his inventory for another teleport crystal, and realized that he was down to his last one. He took one last look around, in case he had missed a treasure chest, and after confirming that the room truly was empty, he cracked the crystal. Into view came his beach house, and the Twenty-fourth floor. Raitoborou Bay was as warm as always, and welcoming at that. Inside his estate, he changed into comfier clothes and plopped himself on the couch. Willow was there too. He found that she was arou

40,320 col sent to Banker Link to post ok here it goes: Name: Antivenom Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 226398 Roll Result: 3 Item Type: Salve Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: DOTE III Description: A container of green paste, used to eliminate harmful toxins. Acquisition ID: 221338a Name: Lucky Charms Your Profession: Appraiser Your Rank: Rank 5 Roll ID: 226401 Roll Result: 6 (BD: 10 CD: 12; Feast Found) Item Type: Feast Tier: T4 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: LD III Description: A giant bowl of cereal. They're

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Quest For two days, Morningstar prowled Fortaleza. Beads of sweat hugged his sun-kissed skin as he spied on the well-endowed building. Word of raiders in the south had caught his attention, and he suspected the source to be Abdullah. Not that he had any proof. No trails led back to him, and rumors did Star little good. He was clean, on paper. Any crime that he was involved with was unattached to him directly; a million middle men stood in the way of incriminating him. Pinning him to anything required a touch of creativity. Wiping his forehead, Star entered the sandstone building

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URGENT!!! Going dragon hunting. Need some help. Meet me @ F25 Labyrinth. 10:30 AM tmr. - MS Quest Morningstar's message was posted sporadically on a few of the upper floors. A party of five or six would do. He'd have settled for two, though. He showed up early, and waited outside the entrance to the Labyrinth. He prepared his equipment, triple checking his inventory to make sure he had brought with him everything he needed. He planned for a long trip, aware that timing an expedition into the maze was futile. It changed so frequently that even plotting out a map

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He pushed open the great doors, greeted by a gigantic demon in a crystal throne. Oryx, King of the Demons, grinned evilly from his seat. He was triple the size of the foot soldiers Star had fought, and the only armor he donned were a pair of spiked plates that he strapped to his forearms. It was a testament to his strength, or at the least, to his confidence. His skin was blood red and his blue horns were like halberds. He did not challenge Morningstar. He did not leave his throne. "At last, a human," Oryx spoke in a low growl. "I wondered what kind of person would make their way to me. Y

Morningstar gritted his teeth and shoved the nearest demon back with a powerful kick, creating a small opening. He needed to end the fight quickly before he was overwhelmed. His eyes flicked to the leader, who was already pulling its axe free from the floor. That was the key—the others would fall without their commander. With a burst of speed, Morningstar surged forward, weaving through the onslaught of attacks. He feinted left, drawing the leader’s attention, then twisted his body and lunged right, driving his sword deep into the gap between the leader’s armor plates. The demon let out a

Morningstar's boots echoed off the obsidian walls as he moved through the castle's dim corridors. As he rounded a corner, the sound of clanking armor and guttural growls met his ears. He slowed his pace, his sword held at the ready. The hallway ahead widened into a large antechamber, the ceiling disappearing into darkness. The walls were adorned with tattered banners and ancient symbols written in a language unrecognized by the system's translator. In the center of the chamber stood a squad of demons, more heavily armored and disciplined than the ones on the bridge. Their leader, a toweri

Nari successfully stunned the trio of pirates, allowing Morningstar to get in some free hits. He slashed at them relentlessly, his blade a blur of silver as it cut through the dim, smoke-filled air. Each pirate recoiled under the force of his strikes, their grins of bravado fading into grimaces of pain. But the respite was brief—too brief. As the stun began to wear off, the pirates shook themselves free, their eyes narrowing with renewed focus as they readied their knives, gleaming wickedly in the flickering light. "Yeah, I'm with you. No more airships. No more pirates. I'm retiring," Mor