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  1. "You know they're not real, right?" A voice calls out from across the road. There stood a young man, no taller than five feet, ten inches in height. His hair was a snowy white that flowed down to the ends of his ears, and his eyes only slightly pigmented in a yellow-green tone. He had noticed the young woman's apprehension, and decided to wait there for a moment to see what she might do, even going as far as to offer her a little wave if she were to turn around. In truth, he felt a little sorry for the young girl. She couldn't have been much older than his sister back home. Maybe this is
  2. It snarls. That hulking beast just stares the two of them down like a demon from hell. Enryu took a deep breath, feeling his heart racing in his chest. The massive minotaur was like something out of a nightmare. Its red eyes held a piercing gaze like daggers, something this young warrior wouldn't soon forget. It wasn't long before the two of them moved. The two combatants circled each other warily, each looking for an opening. Enryu watched Govarron's movements carefully, waiting for the right moment to strike as the beast shuffled in an almost methodical manner, matching that of the youn
  3. A few moments pass... Larbrook had taken the lead with his old map, acting once more as a guide throughout these passageways. Thankfully the dim lighting that surrounded the two of them did little to hinder his vision, or sense of direction, and the mercenary continues to venture on. Behind him, Enryu walks watching every direction for a threat that may, or may not exist. He holds his silver blade in the right hand while his head turns to the left. What was that sound? He quickly turns around. Another growl. About face, the adventurer swivels. His hand reaches around and swings at the emp
  4. Enryu turns his head and continues down the right path. He knew he couldn't waste time standing here on a fifty-fifty shot. "We've got to move. Come on." He talks to the guide and edges him forward to spiral down whatever hell-path he decided upon. It was the unknowing that killed him most, raising his anxiety to a level he hadn't felt since the first day in this virtual world, and that was over two years ago. Raaaaugghh... The faintest of noises echoes off in the distance. Were it a man, or a beast? The sound was all too familiar, alluding to the fact that these two adventurer were
  5. Ahead lies two uncertainties; a fork in the road. One path may lead them to salvation whilst the other - suffering until the end of time. Enryu is sure to give this some thought, though ultimately he knew that there were no clues, nor signs that he could base a decision off of. Instead, he turns back over his shoulder, and glances towards Larbrook as if expecting some sort of helping hand. "I brought you here for a reason," he tells the mercenary with a subtle wave of the arm. "Come on. Give me some help here." To his surprise, the man does react. A few steps are taken, and it seems that
  6. Every step this young adventurer takes is sure to echo far and wide throughout this ginormous maze. Coupled by the limited lightning available, it was a sensory nightmare, almost as if every step pounded more than the beat of his own heart. It was all he could hear at times. "They really couldn't put any directions in here?" he jokingly asks his guide as if expecting some sort of response. No, the NPC remains silent, and follows in Enryu's footsteps. It was a failed attempt at getting his mind off things. "Yeah, same.." He breathes in, and out. It's visible to the naked eye, undoubte
  7. He takes a deep breath... and unsheathes his sword. The moment Larbrook takes a stand is the same moment Enryu lashes out, slicing the chains that bound that entryway shut. Tchk! The metal is sliced with one clean cut. The sword is re-sheathed, and a glance is offered back Larbrook's way. He tells the man, "Keep up if you can," before turning back and starting his descent down that tiny, dark hole. The fall only takes a second, but the cement that greets him on the way down does little to soften the hit. It's cold, damp, and eerily depressing. The floor is caked in an inch of dust,
  8. Snap! That's the sound of a broken branch being crushed beneath that towering brutes foot. It marks the end of his path, and there he stands for just a moment. Enryu stops, too, waiting for the NPC to make some sort of discovery, or continue on his way. That's when he says it. "We're here." Two words that make young Enryu's heart sink into his stomach. Had they really made it here already? It felt as if only a couple hours had passed since they left town, and perhaps that's really true. No amount of time passed could prepare him for the fights to come. "Shit.. okay. Where do we go fr
  9. The two of them venture off into the distance, beginning their long venture to the deep edges of the Forest of Wavering Mist. Enryu hadn't a clue of what to expect, and that only made his situation that much more unnerving. He's been blindsided in the past before, only surviving by some divine stroke of luck. Though, he knew that kind of luck wouldn't last forever. He holds onto the handle of his blade tightly, ready to draw at even the faintest unexplained whisper. He had an idea that they were getting close when a thick fog started to slowly roll into the area. It was like something out
  10. The barbarian widens his smile. It's unsettling enough to bring Enryu back down to earth for a minute. That's when it appears... A small popup window detailing the specifics of this quest. «Search for the Hoya» is what it says on top, followed by either an accept, or deny button. The young adventurer is reluctant to choose either option, but he knew what had to be done. This wasn't a world made for the weak. To deny an opportunity to advance was like signing a death warrant. He accepted the risk, and clicked the button. It prompts a whole new set of dialogue for the mercenary. "To th
  11. He doesn't even bother to turn his head. "Can this wait?" he asks the barbarian. "I'm in the middle of something important." "I can see you're well equipped. Do you--" "No." "-- have a moment to speak? This quest is urgent." "I really don't care." "How about it? Care for a little thrill?" It was obvious this was going nowhere. The NPCs in this town were no different than the rest, constantly bombarding you with empty dialogue until you accept their quest. While he may have been able to ignore it, the growl of his stomach only added to the frustration. Where the he
  12. The faintest scent of a blueberry pie wafts past this adventurer's nose. It's enough to lift the young man off his feet, and pull him in like a siren's call. He couldn't remember the last time he ate a real meal. "Ugghh.." He's led into a rather small shop in heart of town with an open door, but nobody inside. It might of been for the best seeing as how the shop itself couldn't be larger than a hundred square feet, hardly fitting the two tables and chairs it had in the center, though, not that he cared to notice. Enryu's too fixated on the selection of buttery treats they offered on displ
  13. His surroundings will take a while getting use to, especially the locals. This is the first time he's seen a man with rabbit ears, and it's a bit uncanny to say the least. Every time he turns his head, he catches only a glimpse of them staring back. They're judging me... He'll take this as a sign to keep his head down, and stay out of trouble. "Now.. where can I get some food?" The local Faune are quick to surround the carriages arriving off the bridge like ants to crumbs, working as a team to pick off supplies and haul them indoors. They're efficient too, taking no more than only a
  14. A deep sigh... "Just keep your eyes ahead," the player tells himself. "Don't look down." The large oaken bridge that allows passage to, and from the city of Aruyt seemed sound enough for the locals, but for Enryu, it was one over-weight carriage away from snapping, and sending them all down into the depths below for an early grave. It's undeniable how massive it truly was though, just as the entire forest itself seemed stretch up and into the heavens. Golden sun rays just narrowly seep through the treeline alluding to the fact that his descent here really lasted all night. "God.. wha
  15. Current Level: 6 Current SP: 13 Link to SP Tracking: [link] Item Upgrades: N/A
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