Morningstar

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Morningstar frustratedly translated from Spanish to English while they talked. After years, his verbiage had gotten rusty. Who knew that languages required upkeep? "You know, I never tried. I figured completing all of the puzzles was the only way out. Actually, now I feel a little silly." He obliged when asked to make her party leader, but continued to translate while she did her tests. "Las bestias más feroces con una fuerza inigualable. That's the bear. I'm drawing a blank on the rest of them. What's a 'la que ronda y salvaguarda el cielo?'" He asked, although he knew no answ

Damn. Right in the eye. Morningstar couldn't help but wince in response to Nymoria's attack. She'd picked the right weak spot to jab, it seemed. Bloody pixels trickled out of its wound, slowly depleting its vast pool of health. When the stun wore off, the warchief raged, clutching his destroyed eye. He let out a guttural roar, shaking the battlefield. "I WILL CRUSH YOU LIKE THE INSECTS YOU ARE!" With his wrist and leg healed, he retrieved his axe and stood tall. His movements were swifter and more reckless. He swung at Nymoria, and then at Morningstar, and when he tired of their tricky ev

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Star nudged Acanthus. "What's a kessel run?" he whispered. "Is that like a fathom?" Using Gorge's fantastic directions, and listening to Freyd's incredible description of his travels, they made their way into the caves of Floor 21. Morningstar wasn't sure what exactly they were walking into, but he knew he'd know it when he knew it. Fourteen parsecs, eighty-nine jiffies, and a couple of bloits northward, and they eventually came to a clearing. "I guess those are the drakelings, then," Star pointed to the little flying critter perched on a stalagmite. "They're kind of cute. Is this qu

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Nym whipped by him like a bird swooping in on its prey. She ripped through the stunned barbarians until nothing was left but their dissolving corpses. Morningstar looked impressed. "Good hits," he said. He probably should have been at least a little bit concerned. Her strikes were different from his own--more emotional, more vengeful. There wasn't the time to worry, however. The dungeon's final phase had begun. The barbarian warchief's spawn was hard to miss. He was commanding, brutal, and dripping with pride. His frame was even larger than the two barbarians they had just killed. He r

ph --- +4 EN 241248 CD5 | Recovery failed MAIN ACTION | Rest SWIFT ACTION | Quick Change (Dying Sun -> Yellow Dragon, Red Tiger) Vigilon | HP: 29/200 | EN: 38/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 35(-5) | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | Shatter I 0/3 Oscar | HP: 30/200 | EN: 38/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 52 | ACC: 0 | PHASE | EVA: 0 | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | HLY: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | LD: 8 | Charge CD: 1/3 | QC Active | ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

# --- +4 EN 241245 CD10 | Recovery +2 EN MAIN ACTION | TECH-D vs Oscar SWIFT ACTION | n/a 241246 BD2+5=7 | 10*8-37 = 43 DMG Vigilon | HP: 30/200 | EN: 41/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 40 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | Oscar | HP: 0/200 [-43] | EN: 38/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 37 (-15) | ACC: 0 | PHASE | EVA: 0 | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | HLY: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | LD: 8 | Charge CD: 1/3 | QC Active | HrtBrkn 2/3 | Shatter III 1/3 | ENV 8 1/4 | BURNED: 14 (1/2) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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Things were looking good. The lesser bandits were falling without putting up much of a fight, the party's energy reserves were high, and Morningstar was finally getting into a rhythm. Without exerting himself, he deflected the attack of a spear-wielding bandit and poked him full of sword-shaped holes. On the other side of the camp, Acanthus had just finished off her group of mobs as well. Star took his eyes away for only a moment while he parried the remaining bandit on his end. A fierce kick to the stomach put him in his place, and a sword art finished the job. "Shit." The thud of T

ph --- Cooldowns: Disguise [4/5] +1 EN 241212 CD8 | Recovery +2 EN MAIN ACTION | Tech-A -> Oscar SWIFT ACTION | n/a 241211 BD4+5 = 9 | 10*8-52 = 28 DMG EN: -8 Stun breaks Oscar's Sushi Vigilon | HP: 0/200 | EN: 49/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 35 (-5) | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | SHATTER: -10 (3/3) | Prepared Fix 0/1 Oscar | HP: 172/200 | EN: 41/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 52 | ACC: 0 | PHASE | EVA: 0 | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | HLY: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | LD: 8 ------------------------------- Morningstar | HP: 205/205 | EN

# --- Cooldowns: Disguise [3/5] +4 EN 241209 CD4 | Recovery Failed MAIN ACTION | Tech-D -> Vigilon SWIFT ACTION | n/a 241208 BD6+5-2 = 9 | (10+4)*8-30 = 82 DMG EN: -8 Vigilon | HP: 0/200 | EN: 49/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 35 (-5) | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | SHATTER: -10 (3/3) | Prepared Fix 0/1 Oscar | HP: 200/200 | EN: 41/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 52 | ACC: 0 | PHASE | EVA: 0 | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | HLY: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | LD: 8 | California Roll Debuff Shield 0/1 ------------------------------------------------------

ph --- Cooldowns: Charge [3/3], Disguise [2/5] +4 EN 241202 CD4 | Recovery Failed MAIN ACTION | Tech-D -> Vigilon SWIFT ACTION | n/a 241204 BD1+5-2 = 4 | Miss EN: -2 Vigilon | HP: 58/200 | EN: 53/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 35 (-5) | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | SHATTER: -5 (1/3) | BURNED: 14 (1/2) | PARALYZED Oscar | HP: 200/200 | EN: 50/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 52 | ACC: 0 | PHASE | EVA: 0 | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | HLY: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | LD: 8 | California Roll Debuff Shield 0/1 -------------------------------------------

She admitted her gap in knowledge of the upper floors. "Yeah. I guess I do. It's not as scary up there as it might seem." He hurled himself at the pair of knights like a wrecking ball and slipped past the shielder's sturdy defense. Quickness was his skillset; he wasn't going to knock down an iron gate, but he could sure as hell dive under. The shielder stammered, surprised by the ineffectiveness of his positioning. Morningstar squeezed an attack out before the duo could reconvene and struck with a flurry of well-placed attacks. Star cursed. A sliver of health remained where it s

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“Just don’t hit me or I’ll fold,” Morningstar half-joked. The truth was that a solid hit from Oscar would probably incapacitate him. He darted by, dodging Oscar’s quick swings, and kept on battering Vigilon. If they could keep one down at all times, Morningstar figured they had a chance. Leveling out the playing field was his top priority. If his team had one DPS, it was only fair that the other team did as well. Burn and paralytic venom activated at once, locking Vig into an unending streak of disables and DoTs. Another hit and Star was pretty sure he’d be out of the match altogethe

The arrangement of Morningstar's week two team was difficult. The rest of the competitors were matched with players of similar damage output, making for even and relatively predictable fights. Star, however, was placed in unique circumstances--he was the sole DPS of his party. His partner was a healer, which came with a very particular set of challenges. Morningstar's main concern was that they could only deal half as much damage as their opponents. While other teams had the option to isolate their duels, Morningstar had to balance his time between both of the opponents. This worried him,

When he returned to the arena, Morningstar was still grappling with the previous week's loss. He double and triple-checked his opponents. He was pretty sure neither of them had freeze on-hand, which was uplifting. And date night with Aincrad's greatest healer? Score. The spaghetti and sushi combination was an odd, yet satisfying choice. Eating within the arena was even stranger. He twirled up a fork-full of noodles and stuffed his face. "Gotta carb up pre-fight, right?" Waltzing up towards the center, a near-empty dish in hand, Morningstar acknowledged his opponents and their host. H

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Morningstar traded over three unique sets of heavy armor and allowed Wulfrin a moment to fuse them together. He leaned against the counter, munching on a cookie. It was chocolate chip, which was fine by his standards. The oats in it made it slightly more refined. They added character; they made it a little less boring. For the record, he was much more a fan of shortbread, and of muffins, but a chocolate chip cookie would do. On his third bite, he realized there were no more chocolate chips left in the crumbly treat. He scowled, annoyed by the plainness of it. Then, he scarfed down the rest of