Morningstar

The crow atop the horseman's scythe cawed, as if acknowledging Morningstar's challenge, and flew away. Death loomed over the swordsman, staring hideously. The duel began in an instant. Both parties acted quickly; Death swept low with his scythe and Morningstar leaped backwards, creating space between them. He led his opponent away from the group, determined to end the fight on his own. Running was of little use. There was no hope of out speeding Death while it remained upon its steed. Morningstar spun, blocking another swing of the scythe with the edge of his sword. The scythe's blade wra

Thread Closing: Morningstar receives: 2,261 EXP (Word Count [5603/10*5*0.7] + Quest [300]) 539 col (1 page [200] + 15% P5 Reward [339]) Access to <<Martial Arts>> Skill Access to <<TECH-F>> collected sword art Wulfrin receives: 692 EXP (Word Count [5603/10*1*0.7] + Quest [300]) 200 col (1 page [200]) Access to <<Martial Arts>> Skill Access to <<TECH-F>> collected sword art

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Morningstar sat at his work station with a cup of green tea, preparing for the day as he often did. His music was turned low, mixing with the waking sounds of nature. The chime of a bell rang through the shop. He had a visitor. "Oh, morning! What brings you in?" Morningstar called. He handed over a load of goods and some col, requesting appraisals for each of them. "Might as well stick around. I'd be more worried about bears than PKers in this area. I just made tea if you want a cup. I won't be long, but make yourself at home." He took the loot to his workshop and came back with a tr

"No, those are fair points. I think I just want magic that lets me fly," he admitted, shrugging back his shoulder as he cocked another punch. Rock crumbled to the ground as the boulder began to split. One more punch would do the trick. "Ranged weapons would be quite fun, I think. I've never shot a bow before. It might be a little bit scary getting stuck in a dungeon with four skeleton archers, but that's what teleport crystals are for," he chuckled. "The game's not totally missing ranged mobs, though. Some dragons still breathe fire, and something threw a big rock at me the other day. My

With that, the elemental was destroyed and the world saved. Aside from the burning land around them. Also, Morningstar wasn't convinced that the world was in any real danger at all. "We should probably leave this to the next tier players in the area and move on to the raid. People will be waiting." Before Morningstar could concur, Freyd was berated for his disinterest in Cinnabar's plot. He bit his tongue to avoid being flayed. Frankly, he had no idea what was going on, nor the relevance of the sudden appearance of the elemental. With a sigh, he considered Vigilon's question. "

It didn't take Ren long to finish his work. Morningstar, continuing his examination of the smith's wares, spun around upon hearing his voice. "That was quick," he chimed, lifting the two packages from the counter and going on his way. "Thanks! I'm sure I'll be back." He raced back to his shop, eager to try out his newly improved blade and to hand over the scythe that Nari had been searching for. He stepped through the teleportation arch and, on the other side, materialized on floor eight. About an hour later, he sat the packaged weapons on his workbench and crafted a message to his friend

Morningstar, gentle with his weapons, made a display across Rencesvals' table. He laid out two straight swords and two polearms, each with some sort of frost enhancement. He had also brought the required scales and shards for the task at hand. "Two fusions, please," Morningstar said to the black smith. "Bleeding Giant's for me, Siondhe's for a customer. Just need the enhancements switched around. Oh, and I'll turn Giant into a demonic, while we're at it." He placed two gleaming scales and one demonic shard on the counter. "No rush on this—I'm staying in town for a little while anyway

Morningstar nodded, following with a punch of his own. Unlike his previous attempt, his fist hit it firmly. It was his best one yet. Satisfied, he stepped back. "Yeah, from what I can remember, it was difficult putting together teams for the previous raid fight. The roles were awkward to fill and some people had to respec into tanks just to even it out. I haven't heard anything about the labyrinth on twenty-eight yet. I imagine someone's already taken it upon themselves to take a peek, but they aren't so easy that you can just wander in and clear them. They take time and preparation."

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"Good plan," Morningstar replied, wishing he was weird and carried chalk instead. He placed his hand on the wall as well "Guess we go right, then." And so they did, following the winding path until their path branched again. This time, they were left with two distinct choices. They could turn and continue to walk freely through the wooden passageway or they could go straight, towards two armed guards. While at first glance, the decision was obvious, Morningstar was not so sure. The guards stood face-to-face, with their backs to the walls. In a hushed whisper, he turned to Oji. "Usually, g

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His next punch was a bit too gentle. This time, the boulder didn't budge. He didn't mention it, his mind already wandering elsewhere. "Oh, you know Freyd and Nari? They're good people, great additions to the friends list." "I get what you mean, though. Even for me, it's hard to find people of equal level. I guess it stops mattering, eventually. There aren't enough frontline-level players for people to be picky about who they invite to things. Even if you're twenty or thirty levels down, you'll surely have the chance to throw yourself into some fights that probably aren't intended for you.

"No worries," Morningstar shrugged, following Wulfrin's act with a punch of his own. A rock flicked off the boulder, nearly hitting him in the eye. "Always need more crafters, I think. Raids can be costly and there's only so many players who can afford to support the frontlines' needs. And then there's people like you, fresh out of the Town of Beginnings and in need of gear. I can toss a unique in the direction of a frontliner, but I'm not much help when it comes to low tier items. Smiths are valuable." Stretching out his wrists, he moved out of Wulfrin's way. "I like twenty-two

"G'morning," Morningstar called, peeking his head inside the door to Freyd Edges. It was a homely little shop in a generally gloomy city. He eyed the various trinkets, odds and ends, admiring Freyd's collection. He realized he had never actually been to Freyd's shop before. The senior appraiser had always come directly to Star or left things with his blacksmith friend. Without looking up from a curiously designed sword, he spoke. "I was wondering if I could snag some unidentified weapons of your hands. Got a bit of a difficult customer. They're looking for Frost and my luck's just not the

"This place'll do that—bring out old skills. New ones too, really. I wasn't a fighter in real life but now I kill dragons and bandits and such, "Morningstar chuckled, "I'm learning all sorts of things that won't be applicable after the game's done. Although, I have gotten quite good at appraising items, so maybe I can open a pawn shop back home." He stepped up quickly, gaining momentum, and launched his fist at the rock. Punch after punch, they slowly depleted its hit points. The crack grew more, rocks crumbling off from the spot they'd been hitting. "If you're okay with some more un

Morningstar nodded, impressed with the crack that Wulfrin had left in the boulder. He took a deep breath in preparation and then struck the boulder. The crack grew larger, albeit only slightly. It would take a while for them to break through the whole thing, but it would break eventually. He shook out his hand. It wasn't exactly pain that he felt as much as it was discomfort. "We'll be done by nightfall," Morningstar said, hopeful, and then moved out of the way for Wulfrin to take his turn. "You're don't happen to be aiming for the Martial Arts skill, do you? You'd be good at it, I t

Morningstar paused before taking another bite of his sandwich. He stared at Vigilon, surprised by his sudden outburst. He cleared his throat. "I mean, probably. To be honest, I'm a little bit uneducated; but, I've been meaning to look into it. If Krysta doesn't already know, then maybe let her know. She's strong, though, so I doubt she'd be picked on." The sound of urgency in Vigilon's voice made Star want to investigate even more. He'd save it for another day. He snacked again, this time managing to bite, chew and swallow before he felt the need to speak again. "Non-gamers are always int

It was difficult, like Wulfrin had said; however, Morningstar had some experience with meditation. For him, the issue was not prolonged stillness of the mind, but withstanding the crashing wake of the waterfall. It pounded against his body nonstop and unrelenting. With closed eyes, he tried his best to breathe through the discomfort. The severity of it increased until, towards the end, it plateaued and he had become accustomed to it. In an odd way, it even felt relaxing. He'd surely need to stretch afterwards, though. Thirty minutes had flown by. He followed his acquaintance out of the wa

Morningstar quickly realized that he was not, in fact, an American Ninja Warrior. He followed Wulfrin through the obstacle course, their roles suddenly reversing as he struggled his way around the course. He was much less graceful then his colleague, and struggled to leap over many of the long jumps. His balance was also considerably worse. It must be the altitude, he thought, banging his knee against the platform he had intended to land on. Sore and out of breath, they completed the obstacle course, and Morningstar was thankful they were not being graded. Next, they were guided to t

"Mmm," Morningstar thought carefully, picking out a piece of advice that might actually come in handy. "Don't be too nervous picking out your skills. You can always spend some col and get your points back if you make a mistake with them. I think I've done it about three times now," he laughed. "That being said, Battle Healing is a lifesaver." They arrived at the peak, and the dojo came into sight. A short, wooden bridge completed their journey. On the other side was a structure inspired by old Japanese architecture. It was a small space, hidden from plain sight between the tall mountain w

The Greater Fire Elemental gave the party a far easier time than Morningstar had expected. Between his stun and their consecutive attacks, the winged creature had no opportunity to attack. Constantly left open, a giant hovering target, they struck its fiery shape again and again, gradually witling down its health bar. Morningstar moved in after Krysta, dodging the flames that spit into the air. His sword phased through flames, obviously hurting the elemental despite the lack of physical contact. A sliver of red remained. He stepped out of Freyd's path, granting him the glory of the last hit. F

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Morningstar smiled. "The early levels are difficult since, like you said, its a range with few people to party up with. Most people who've committed to leveling are in their 30s, 40s, 50s. I imagine that it's difficult to find someone who falls in between them and the countless level one players in the Town of Beginnings. Going solo's even harder, so a handful of frontliners try to help where they can. I'm sure you'll meet a lot of them if you keep this up." "I don't have much to offer that you would benefit from now, but come by my shop when you hit tier four and I'll introduce you to th