Wulfrin

Wulfrin finally made his way back to the impromptu base camp, his arrival signified by the beacon of flaming light that was his familiar. He gasped for air as he supported himself with one of the nearby buildings as Freyd, Hirru, and Baldur. Seeing some non distorted faces helped him comeback to reality just a hair, at least enough to formulate some semblance of coherent thought. "Fuck this floor guys," Wulfrin panted as he slowly made his way to regroup with the others. "Not only are the monsters her absolute freaks of unnature, but my raid buffs wore off. On top of that Kat and I got se

"We will be," Wulfrin acknowledged his mentor's words of caution. "You and Persi had be in top condition as well. You'll be drawing more than just a simple land shark in the upcoming battle." Wulfrin watched as The Whisper, his mentor and found brother, disappear into the swirling sands of the desert expanse before them. His thoughts began to drift out to the battle to come. It was filled with uncertainty as he marched closer and closer to the unknown. Up until now everything Wulfrin had ventured through had been known information accessible to all. Now he stood on the edge of a frontier.

Wulfrin led the charge into the den of the beastly gate guardian. Cerberus rose to meet the adventurers that disturbed its peaceful slumber. With a mighty roar, Cerberus's health bars appeared, one for each head. Simultaneously, a grand total of sixteen additional foes populated the rocky arena, each a similarly fiendish looking dog sporting only one head each. Cerberus and its hoard of Hellhounds prepared to charge as one massive army, but Wulfrin was quicker. His blade erupted with a crimson light as he danced between the various hounds, his sights focused solely on the promary target of Cer

"Mini golf is way different from regular golf." Wulfrin chuckled as Ciela apologized about her inexperience. "For one, it's all putting. Arguably the most important and precise section of the game. Sure a powerful drive will get you further down the hole, but if you can't close it out with a good putt, you're basically screwed." Wulfrin moved up to what appeared to be the next teebox. He placed his ball down gently and lined up his put. He had to carefully pass it from one corridor to the next. In an odd display, he turned to face the wall at a carefully chosen angle. He reared back and s

"Predates me too," Wulfrin sighed as his fellow frontliner spoke of events he was unfamiliar with. "I never would have known that NPC was connected to an event battle like that. Sorry you guys had to go through that. I don't wish these events on anyone." Wulfrin's hands vanished into the deep pockets of his armor after instinctively pulling the cowl over his head. He had found comfort in the darkness they provided. His mind began to drift back to the event that replayed over and over in his mind. Desperately he scoured the event for any semblance of an explanation. Each replay simply retu

How many days had it been since the raid? Wulfrin couldn't keep track anymore. That shared near death experience still lingered in the back of his mind. In desperate attempts to keep the horrifying experience out of his thoughts, Wulfrin had turned to making trips down to floor 1 and helping players get off their feet in the dangerous world of Aincrad. There had yet to be a trip down from floor 22 that hadn't yielded someone being hounded by the mayor of Tolbana about his lost debts. Today was no different as Wulfrin spotted the unorganized mayor leaving one such player behind. Another familia

"Not bad kid." The shadow spoke finally thawing and recovering. "Stance is a bit weak but you'll get there." "Astra's mine to teach you nark." * * * [The numbers what do they mean]

"Looks like we've got ourselves a crew then." Wulfrin said as he made his way to a rolling chalkboard that had been pushed to the side. "Allow me to explain today's... activity." Wulfrin flipped the blank chalkboard to reveal its crudely decorated opposite face. On it were a series of scribbles resembling a four legged shark leaping at a lone stick figure with a sword. There were as series of additional arrows drawn from three other figures on the sideline pointing at the shark following the path of a crudely drawn bird. "So despite what you may think," Wulfrin pointed with a beat up

Wulfrin quickly jumped to his feet as the boars prepared for another charge. Not being able to hit them for even a sliver of damage was starting to make Wulfrin a bit mad. He desperately wished there was some way to simply tickle the mobs just enough that one strike from the newbies could kill them, alas he was kitted far too well as a DPS. Even a bare knuckle punch from him would wipe the targets off the face of the floating castle. With a sigh Wulfrin returned to dusting the Nepent spores across the battlefield. At this point it was entirely unnecessary, the hate he had generated should be f

"Hey beautiful," Wulfrin chuckled as he seemingly appeared in FTK's shadow. "Remember me?" Wulfrin's blade was already alight with a sword art that raked across the Forgotten Time King's back as it stumbled back from the spear thrust to it's abdomen. Wulfrin was ready to go all out on the foe before him as Yuki kept its full undivided attention. He was more fleet of foot, so his role had basically been decided before they even entered the icy arena. The downside of FTK's particular fight was that his thing is negating debuffs and disablements, which completely shuts down 90% of what Wulfr

Wulfrin winced as the fabled undead looking king struck Mina with his massive great sword. Astra needed to be careful on two fronts: Energy Usage and Drawing Hate. Morningstar switched places with Mina with blinding speed as the dust from the attack settled. Wulfrin acknowledged his guild master's order with a nod before shifting focus back to the Time King. His opening came only a few split seconds later. "Sword Skill," Wulfrin's voice slightly raspier and grittier, cut the through the air like a serrated razor. "ICE DEVIL'S RAGE!" Wulfrin's eyes shifted from their usual crimson hue

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