Wulfrin

Wulfrin arrived at the Teleport Plaza of Floor 10 prepped for battle. Fresh out of his warm up session on Floor 1, Wulfrin rolled his shoulder ready to tackle the next quest in the Scents of the Wild chain. This would be the first time he would be putting his new skill through an actual combat. Before he could set off though, one piece of the puzzle still needed to be in place. Wulfrin swiftly moved through his menus, sending Astra a quick message with coordinates saying to meet up with him at the central plaza. Wulfrin materialized a second sword in his hand. There was no guard for the user's

The other big new addition to the Town of Beginnings, was what looked like a fighting ring. Occasionally the king that looked like a goblin, would enter the ring and duke it out with a willing player. Wulfrin found this intriguing and after watching a handful of attempts, Wulfrin decided he would have a go at the goblin himself. Wulfrin carefully read over the rules of entry and felt his stomach sink a bit. His focus on external damage was basically all a waste for this one. With a sigh he swapped to his platinum longsword and slid into the ring. Wulfrin took up his stance and prepared to

Wulfrin experienced quite the shift in the usual atmosphere of the Town of Beginnings. It was festive and in prime Holiday Cheer mode. A massive fir tree decorated to the nines stood at the center of the plaza with a mound of gifts beneath its branches. Three thrones stood, each occupied by a different character. He didn't recognize the figures, he figured they must have been some key figures during his time watching silently from the sidelines. As far as he was aware though, there hadn't been an event like this in the entirety of the game's run. Carefully, Wulfrin approached the tree, careful

Wulfrin rubbed his eyes as he sleepily made his way to the included rendezvous point for the early morning meeting. For now he was alone, though he had attempted to coax his loving wife out of bed to attend, but she insisted on "five more minutes" that quickly became another hour. Wulfrin was exhausted as his days had grown rather busy as of late. Sentinel Armaments was undergoing its expansion, the country club was becoming more and more of a daunting task, and on top of that he had guild duties. The ability to find more than just a handful of hours to rest and relax was becoming more and mor

Wulfrin leaned against the walls of his guildmate and colleague's office, watching as she slowly descended into madness. Literal mountains of paperwork framed her scowling face on either side as Acanthus moved as efficiently as she could. It was a stark contrast to Wulfrin's own workspace. Here at guild headquarters, his "office" was a small forge out back that had only the bare necessities for maintaining guild equipment. All of his work for the guild funneled into a workbench to the point that he tended to work mostly from home now, the rapid expansion of his shop becoming not just a priorit

"Perfect," Wulfrin smiled as he closed his notebook. "I've got a solid idea of what you're looking for. I'll get the order placed and crafted as soon as I can." Wulfrin gestured for Vanta to follow him back down the small staircase to the bustling shop below. His assistants darting back and forth between stations and storage rooms as they worked tirelessly to piece together items for the shop's racks. It was clear the operation was still starting up as most racks and shelves were baren, but even despite that, the place looked inviting and full of life. It wouldn't be long before business

"I'm guessing there is one in that creepy keep on the hill," Wulfrin nonchalantly rolling the shoulder of his sword arm in preparation. "A holy weapon I mean. I spotted a ruined Keep to the south and not too far from here." Wulfrin knew in the back of his mind that the quest wouldn't let them progress without at least obtaining the designated quest item. According to the descriptors being given by the NPC captain, Wulfrin's current weapon would meet all the corresponding requirements for besting Lilith, but they were beholden to preexisting parameters. With a sigh, Wulfrin turned his atte

*fumbles catch before placing in inventory*

The boss was already on its last legs, but the last thing Wulfrin expected was for the final blow to be delivered so swiftly. Astra was dancing around the lumbering bear like a pro. With the attention focused on Wulfrin, Astra was able to monopolize on the created opening to drive his blade deep into their shared foe. Kumatetsu shattered in to shards of light as Astra dmired his work and collected his breath. "Well done," Wulfrin smiled as the fractal particles that were once Kumatetsu dissipated into the ether. "Keep up the progress and you'll be fighting on the frontlines before you kno

The growl that Kumatetsu cut Astra off with shook the ground around them. Wulfrin grit his teeth as the bear seemed to prepare itself for a much wider and aggressive assault. Wulfrin leapt into action, all previous defensive stances vanishing in the blink of an eye. It was time to push through to the end. The celestial steel blade in his hand hummed to life with a vibrant green, as Wulfrin delivered a massive and heavy downward slash that tore into the furry hide of their current enemy. Kumatetsu's form continued to grow as it reached nearly twice its original size. The oversized grizzly

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