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Durendal plunged through the blackened heart, pinning the writing angel's twisted form to the stone surface beneath, his body weight added to keep it grappled. Jeeves and Foyle piled on in the same way, each grabbing a mangled wing and wrestling it to the ground. "Do it, captain! We've got the rest of this covered. Literally." Try as it might, the field boss couldn't shake their collective weight in its weakened state. Watching as the black knight strode around the beaten mob, blade tip hovering a fraction of an inch above the stone as if gauging its depth in the leadup to executio

Their journey through the sludge swamps was remarkably uneventful. Either the shambler hordes had been culled recently, or they were all busy convening elsewhere. Maybe they had unionized and were demanding better working conditions? Wouldn't that be a lark? When the troop finally reached their destination, it had a similar look and feel to the monastery Freyd had once called home. "I always wondered if they re-used set pieces when they built out this floor. The layout is mirrored, but otherwise appears identical. Which means, he'll be over..." A winged warrior wreathed in wrat

Returning to Yogan village, the group shared tales and perspectives, learning from each other's strengths and weakness and how best to pair them off for the sake of the unit. Ren felt pre-occupied, the thought of traveling to the thirteenth floor weighing him down. The motifs of that particular level most closely matched his own interest and studies, yet terrified him at the same time for the failure they represented. "Something on your mind?" Freyd had slipped back and away from the other two, matching pace with the paladin as they walked back to the portal. "Just... I never qu

Grindstone | [1 Token] -3 Field Boss Post Count requirements; reduces this value to a minimum of 1 post. Stacks with Spyglass. Applicable for one Field Boss Spawn, after which the buff expires.

Between the lot of them, none expected Ren to be the one to land the first blow, especially not by leaping high like a madman on parcour, bouncing and rounding off the local canyon walls to reach the target. "What the actual f..." Even Jeeves marveled as the frequently cumbersome knight slammed his blade into the bird, sending it spiraling to ground where it crashed with a resounding impact. The crater alone was impressive. Unlike his embarrassing performance on five, this place was more familiar. Specifically, it was rich in ore, having drawn the smith to visit on more than one occ

Grateful for his captain's help and reassurance, Ren stilled his rebellious innards and rushed forward. Bowling over the exposed shark, he sent its gritty rubber-like form crashing into a nearby rock formation, overloading its already struggling sensory perceptions and leaving the monster staggered and dazed. "Hey! No fair," Jeeves called out, laughing. "You're foiling my cunning plan!" Returning a wry grin, Ren's expression turned as quickly as the mob had and he promptly hurled his breakfast all over the desert floor. "Points for effort, I guess," Freyd added, patting him on

From shivers to death sweats, Ren struggled to manage the shift of extremes. Staggering from rock to sandy soils with literally nothing in between, he stumbled and grabbed ground to to stabilize his sense. "Hurk... what... what was that?! I just... need a minute to make sure down is down again." Green might typically compliment purple, but he doubted that was the case when it was the colour his face turned. Speaking of turning, his breakfast was having serious digestive maelstrom issues. "I just... Freyd?" Eyes searching for answers, they met only icy cold orbs glaring back at h

"Something must be wrong. My stats just went all wonky on me. Anyone else seeing this?" "That's the level suppression system," Jeeves replied, all while recalibrating his wrist-mounted bolter. "We're going to game the system a bit and optimize our yield. Smart. No sense blowing a ton of time and effort on marginal results. Good thinking, boss." Freyd merely grinned, glad to see their resident tinkerer join the conversation for a change. "Oh. That's a thing? Did I miss a memo? The shop's been so busy lately, plus all the panic over those mirror mobs..." "It's fine,

Item Fusions: Step 1: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale: Step 2: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale: Step 3: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale and 1 Demonic Shard: Total Cost: 3 Gleaming Scales, 1 Demonic Shard

Ren receives these items.

Thrust back into an unwanted spotlight, Ren found himself facing his old nemesis and feeling very much alone. Freyd was banished. Jeeves was reeling and drowning in spectral dregs and dust, and Foyle's fire had halted as he leapt from his vantage to join their retreat. "Uh... guys? I could use a little..." But fire flared in the academic cockles of his heart, finding courage in the notion that others actually needed him. He'd failed his friends in a similar situation when they first entered the game. He'd hidden and floundered beneath weak sauce excuses, until circumstances offer

Jarred by the snapping jaws of Freyd's unexpected bear trap, Ren's swing wobbled and went wide. Instead of the Knight, his sword art decimated some cockroach skeleton, except not quite because even the dead versions of those things were bloody indestructible. "Damnit!" Resetting his footing, the purple paladin sought to regain his footing, only to nearly trip over the slighter form of Jeeves darting between shadows. "GAH! Jeeves, I swear, you're gonna get swiped at by accident if you keep that up." Hearing thunder from the east, his eyes first glanced skyward only the see plu

"Roook to .. oh. OH! Got it!" While Freyd focused the mob's attention on himself, Ren's efforts were meant to stay its recovery from prone for as long as possible. If they could keep it down, indefinitely, the group combined could whittle its health down to nothing eventually. "I really need to make us some better gear," he bemoaned, cursing himself for not having done so prior to them responding to the call. A glance and scowl from beneath Freyd's cowl scolded him for self-criticism. He knew how much Ren did for others from The Knight Shift, and how many had been helped in the proc

Thread Closure: Acanthus receives: 4,792EXP (Word Count [3792/5*5] + Quest [1000]) 718 col (0 page [0] + 15% P5 Reward [718]) Cerberus Soul | ID 244619a | (T1/Unique/Consumable/Single-Use) | For the duration of a thread, natural successful attack rolls of 8-10 deal 12 unmitigated Burn damage each enemy turn for 2 turns. Burn damage does not stack, but can be refreshed. The Burn enhancement overrides this effect. Unlocks <<Gatekeeper of Fire>> quest Arabelle receives: 4,033 EXP (Word Count [3792/5*4] + Quest [1000]) 11,604 col (0 page [0] + Loot [11,000]

"GAH! Damnit!" Even with suppressive algorithms stifling pain receptors, the added shock of seeing three vitreous spear shafts marking him for death was more than a little disturbing. Until they splintered into a dozen different shards. Raising an arm protectively, the smaller fragments still clung to his hair and embedded themselves as slivers amidst the chain mail at the flexible joints in his armor. "Oww... goddamn it. How is this fair?!" It took him a moment to realize he hadn't actually received the bulk of the blow, Freyd having thrown himself in its path and deflected t