Nian

thread summary. HIRRU +4430xp | (670*10*0.5) + (240*3) +764col | (xp*0.15) + 100col +hellstorm. (4) MORNINGSTAR +3065xp | (670*7*0.5) + (240*3) +559col | (xp*0.15) + 100col +hellstorm. (4) WULFRIN +1725xp | (670*3*0.5) + (240*3) +100col +hellstorm. (4) NIAN +1390xp | (670*2*0.5) + (240*3) +100col

easy. nian jumped before the phoenix could've gotten out of its revival spiel, wings spread open wide. she tackled it out from the air with a shoulder tackle, before raising strength above her head, capturing the bird in its buffer. they came crashing down all at once, consumed by flames and fury, and upon their strike to the ground, all the beast had to do was launch a barrage of punches against it, until nothing was left in her wake but dust. never mind the shrill noise of fear that erupted as it shattered into pieces. amidst the drifting shards, nian but clenched her claw and turned t

she powered through it. the jolt that sent shocks down her form from that energy boost from the man in green. it wasn't an unpleasant sensation, but it wasn't exactly ideal for her, either. because that made her feel vulnerable. the king shouldn't be receiving this kind of help from anyone. so rightfully so, she was energized. restless. the bird was tossed from fighter to fighter, until it ended served right up in front of nian. she tore it out of the air with the swipe of her claw, kneeing its face in, and as it started to stray out of her hold, aloft, she took it down with strength

nian eyed the blacksmith's setup. one less thing to worry? the way that he had set his attention aside to focus on his weapon already made him out like a liability. it didn't matter so much if they could take down the phoenix as experienced pros at this point. nian simply watched him, obsidian folded and kept across her chest. while she stewed, her eyes went back to the empty space that the phoenix was meant to fill. it couldn't take that long for it to show again, could it? even if the others were keen on partaking in maintenance, nian wouldn't budge. obsidian's make meant her method of

the blaze didn't faze her. nian narrowed her eyes, strength as her shield as she watched its health from the sidelines. her estimations, her calculations, her accuracy aside, every bone in her body was screaming at her to put an end to the shriek of the bird before them. so she did just that -- not by giving in to carnal instinct, but through a controlled, notion of channeling the celestial's will. one lunge; she scoffed at how small the bird's skull felt through her claws' digits, malleable though imperceptible, ethereal and unreal, and it was enough to tear away the creature from its fi

seventh and eighth. why did they start on the ninth then? with the group also meant to head to the eleventh and onwards, nian's attention faded, trying to recall the net rewards from those bosses: blessing of the wood, lightning rod, darkness salve, light of the-- as far as she knew, there wasn't a threat in aincrad worthy enough for such preparations. except... she let the puzzle pieces slot themselves together, as the respawned phoenix burst into reality and laid waste to the ground before them. so it was *that* sort of party for such a cause. nian scoffed, holding back a laugh of

she'd been poised to take down the phoenix if need be, right as it pulled itself from the ashes in a brilliant inferno. not that it mattered, given its destruction at the hands of one of the other players. the withdrawal of strength came with the creak of metal and a sigh. when she was spoken to, nian figured today was a day she was playing mercenary. again. she avoided turning her head much, her weight on her weapons to hold her upright as the man checked a hypothetical time. wolverine, like the marvel movies? the comparison sailed right past her head, and she shot the blond a puzzled lo

in the same way that star had questioned her, so too did she narrow her eyes at the group. the hell was this? peer pressure? nian didn't play well in dynamics as such -- honestly, she'd expected them to just move on from the post without batting an eye. so finding herself on the ninth with them was something she couldn't exactly attest to expecting. a varsity jacket was the closest thing she'd put on to armor that day besides strength. the player did eye the party's movements as they strode up to where the field boss was located -- supposedly -- and charged in as though they hadn't a seco

unguarded, save for a cat. between her lanky form from the lack of the dress up and the brunette locks, she must've looked like an average refugee on the first, wandering in just to take in the shop's sights. hands in her jean's pockets, a white shirt, looking half sloppy. perhaps that's why the guard didn't seem to stir, either. so, just as silently as she'd came, nian snuck a choice few pieces left out behind the counter before slinking away without a trace. they wouldn't track her down, she figured. and neither would they be able to, if nian had did this right. taking. heave

a poster? "out of the way." she'd brushed a curious witness aside, hand on their shoulder, pushing herself forward. something on it in capital text highlighted some sort of strange importance, especially when it was put up by an individual that looked nothing like the average serf. in fact, to put it lightly, it seemed like an odd number of stronger individuals had congregated for one reason or another. field bosses, it read. nian had stolen the kill of one before. before this, it had been an ordinary day. nian rarely decided to don her business suit in town -- it comm

thread summary. Nian + 2037xp | (693 * 0.7 * 2) * 2 * 1.05 + 3456col + 26 materials + Tier 1 Perfect Consumable (1) | [223642] + Tier 1 Perfect Trinket (1) | [223626] + Tier 1 Perfect Weapon (1) | [223626] + Tier 1 Rare Armor (1) | [223651] + Tier 1 Rare Trinket (1) | [223630] + Tier 1 Rare Weapon (1) | [223639] + Tier 1 Uncommon Consumable (3) | [223629] | [223628] | [223639] euled + 1018xp | (693 * 0.7) * 1.05 + 1,456col | (1056 + 400) + 14 materials + Tier 1 Rare Weapon (2) | [223634] | [223649] + Tier 1 Uncommon Consumable (2) | [223634] | [223

before he even got a proper blow out, too. strength had absorbed most of the impact, and so too did it protect euled enough to deal the final blow. that left nemo nothing but a detransformed, struggling mess. the dragon, now human once more, kneeled with a hand to the ground, panting hard. nian stood in front of him. strength grabbed and twisted the collar of his apron in a vicegrip, near threatening to piece the cloth through. how was he not dead yet? nemo wore an expression of ire as she dragged him close. "you will relinquish the garden to me now, yes?" nemo breathed. he nea

she froze at the mention of his looks, peering over her shoulder with an ounce of disgust. "... maybe you should also seek out a stylist back in town." nian continued walking as euled checked back in with nemo. but the lack of response only left a gap in the conversation to fill. it matched the state of her energy, and so she lifted a finger to gesture towards another plains with a set of flowery baby dragons. based on their position, nian had guessed, they'd come full circle around the golden oak. "there's the next pack. get ready." she got into position, holding a stance

"...You're pretty cool, huh?" "what's that?" and yet euled was still unfazed. given up? nian wasn't about giving up. as king, she was stalwart, steadfast. "our priorities simply differ," she sneered, without malice. "tall order for you to determine that you would be the change to see on the front, however. with what rule?" euled remained relaxed. a familiar demeanor, she noted, from that twice-met, barely-seen plini she once knew. only heavens knew where the man was by now, and nian only recognized that it was that similarity pushing her to stay her hand and observe. b

nothing can beat reality? "hmph." then euled spoke of an ordinary happiness. so nian eventually understood, brows furrowed, hiding the snarl that was threatening to creep into her visage. his intent was just so... sickening. foreign. she contemplated her options. there was no point in keeping such an individual around. the world beyond was out of their reach, after all: as almighty as she was as emperor, in aincrad, nian could only do so much beyond breaking themselves out of here. and she'd be insane to try that. then a secondary thought occurred to her, one that ceme