Wulfrin

"Well said," Wulfrin smirked as he eyed Abdullah up in the stands. "We've no control over the webs of fate, destiny, luck, or any other similar construct of our universe. The only thing that matters is how well you roll with those punches. A skill I have refined well." Two more coins were retrieved from the small pouch. In quick succession, Wulfrin flipped both coins into the air. Like a well choreographed ballet, both coins stirred up the low lying dust as both came to rest. Wulfrin's eyebrows raised as he spotted the outcome. Both coins had landed in unfavorable positions for him, grant

"Well then," Wulfrin said with a smirk as he produced a small coin pouch. He held up the one coin showing off the stamped faces of the two announcers. "I've got nine of these coins. Each one can boost either my damage output or yours. Once all coins have flipped, we separate and create distance between the two of us. Think of it as the old school days where two people who were pissed off at each other would walk ten paces then shoot at each other. Heads will be our announcer, Minako. Tails will be Kindling. I declare heads." The first coin sprung into the air from Wulfrin's thumb before c

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Wulfrin was immediately engulfed in the torrential wave of darkness that befell the area once The Beast met its end. Wulfrin blinked as his <<Night Vision>> mod activated allowing him to survey the area more clearly. Another mass of dark energy took an amorphous form and threated to end the unprepared players that he and Kat were fighting so desperately to protect. "Retreat!" Wulfrin ordered. "Run towards my voice! I'll hold them back as you get out of here!" As the last player passed Wulfrin he took two paces forward and prepared to retaliate. The air around him began to

"Hold up," Wulfrin stepped back a bit when Morningstar of all people asked about THE FREAKING KESSEL RUN. "You're telling me that the famous Stephen Star has never heard of the infamous 12 Parsec Kessel Run performed by Han Solo in only the greatest film of all time Star Wars: A New Hope? I am appalled. My flabbers are ghasted. Note to self, both Acanthus and Morningstar need an invite to movie night. This is a problem I must solve." Having totally checked out of the task at hand, Wulfrin found himself holding back the urge to go off on a massive, and incredibly detailed tangent on the sp

Nymoria managed to take out two of the unwelcomed additions to the encounter. The last Hellhound managed to evade her strike however, leaving one left for Wulfrin to mop up. Just in case there was some slight chance that it would survive, Wulfrin used his signature stunning strike word art. His blade passed through the straggler like a hot knife through butter causing it to burst into an array of fractal data shards. Before putting his blade away, Wulfrin scanned to ensure no mobs continued to ruin their day. "Looks like that's all of them," Wulfrin said as he began to exit the arena. "Le

"AoE training," Wulfrin replied. "While yes, most of the quest content is mainly the players vs one big monster, there are instances where you will be attacked form multiple angles. In our case we'll be using those wolves." Wulfrin gestured to the pack slowly starting to surround the group. "I'll strike first just to give you some room to practice hitting multiple targets. The art I'll be using isn't available to you yet, and I can't escort you through the quest to get it, so consider it something to work towards." Before it was even out of its scabbard, Wulfrin's platinum sword was glowi

Cold and quick like death itself? Wulfrin thought to himself as his match was announced. Am I becoming the villain of this tournament? Wulfrin stepped into the rather familiar sands of Floor 5. He'd traveled here far too many times with newbies wanting a few quick levels. One such newbie was his opponent today, Kiyabu. Wulfrin's first encounter with the man was during one such excursion to slay the rather famous now Terra Firma, a massive land shark who made a similar sandy basin home. The previous week Wulfrin and Jomei had managed to win their match against Acanthus and Kiyabu, so Wulfr

"Feeling's mutual," Wulfrin replied as he handed over the completed items. "I hope we get a chance to fight one on one." * * * Wulfrin gives @Acanthus Fractured Heart | T4 Demonic Shield | 241555 | Holy Blessing II | Flame Aura II A shining kite shield resembling half a heart. Despite its sturdiness, the wearer feels every hit.r Corpse Flower's Kiss | T4 Demonic Heavy Armor | 241556 | Mitigation II | Thorns II A set of sturdy plate mail, bristling with sharp and austere features. Better keep your distance.

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Light Armor Rank 5 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Meticulous [Light Armor Rank 3], Resolve [Light Armor Rank 5] SP Incurred Towards Limit: 30/50 [Refresh: 3/22/25] SP Refunded: 30 SP Cost: 30,000

DATE: [2/22/25] RANK 8 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 2454/2559] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 9+2=12 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 Crafting T4 [Heavy Armor]s: ID 241543 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 6 | Material Lost ID 241544 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 17 | Material Saved ID 241545 | CD 5 | Uncommon ID 241546 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 241547 | CD 1 | Fail ID 241548 | CD 9 | Rare ID 241549 | CD 9 | Rare ID 241550 | CD 11 | Rare ID 241551 | CD 10 | Rare ID 241552 | CD 8 | Uncommon ID 2

----- Fusion Emerald Regret | T4 Perfect Shield | 236206d | Mitigation | Paralyze | Flame Aura A buckler, scorching to the touch. When struck, it sparks with green flames. Fractured Heart | T4 Perfect Shield | 235657a | Holy Blessing II | Flame Aura A shining kite shield resembling half a heart. Despite its sturdiness, the wearer feels every hit. Fuse into: Fractured Heart | T4 Demonic Shield | 241555 | Holy Blessing II | Flame Aura II A shining kite shield resembling half a heart. Despite its sturdiness, the wearer feels every hit. Spending 1 Demonic Shard to

The opportunity presented itself perfectly. As Kiyabu finished offering out their gift to their partner, Wulfrin let loose a mighty roar, his eyes briefly changing hue to a more icy cerulean as Icingdeath's frigid aura began to expand. Wulfrin's stun expelled by his Forgotten King's Authority, he charged forward continuing his attack combo without missing a beat. Wulfrin's blade danced across Kiyabu's form before a holographic square oriented in the vertical position extended outward from the new commer's form. "Checkmate," Wulfrin spoke softly as his opponent fell to the ground, their HP

WUlfrin weaved around his opponents with skill and grace. Surprisingly enough, his opponents seemed more focused on Jomei than him. Wulfrin would use this to his advantage, choosing to focus on the weak link of the opposing team. Wulfrin took another large chunk out of Kiyabu's health bar with a well placed strike of Icingdeath. Wulfrin had the up and comer set up for a combo finisher that would guarantee his elimination on Wulfrin's next strike. All Wulfrin had to do was hope that Jomei could hold out through the incoming barrage. Jomei and Wulfrin were on good pace to sweep this week'

The Clash of Blades: Week 2 was off to an explosive start. Wulfrin had suspected that he would be target number one given the outcome of his last match, but to his surprise, the new comer Kiyabu seemingly ignored him and charged for Jomei. With grace and agility, though lessened by the significantly bulkier armor of his Fallen Angel Garb, Wulfrin shifted like a shadow. Icingdeath hummed eager for its chance to strike. Wulfrin's blade sliced through the back of Kiyabu's calves in an attempt to slow the man down. It seemed to work as the familiar status marker of the stunned condition appeared n

Wulfrin left the Trackers Alliance HQ for the grand cathedral early in the morning. He was one of the first matches of the day along side his doubles partner Jomei. The theming was framed around the Valentine's day celebrations, despite Aincrad definitely not being synced to the real world calendar. Wulfrin walked into the arena at the announcement of their duo still munching away at his small to-go box of Spaghetti and Meatballs. He had felt a little uncomfortable on arrival to the feast's location as it was decorated as if he was supposed to have a romantic date night. This was where he foun

Wulfrin sighed as Yona begun to seemingly rope them into a side quest tacked on to the end. Carefully he examined his energy reserves. He still had enough for at least a few rounds of attacks, but without knowing exactly what they would be fighting, he had no way of being certain. Wulfrin listened to the details being provided, unfortunately not much to work off of. Wulfrin looked over the two lockets in his hand. What's the harm. Surely we can handle anything in here. "Fine," Wulfrin responded as to not kill Yona's excitement faster than a minotaur. "This portion of the labyrinth is unkn

Wulfrin gritted his teeth as he watched his energy climb slowly. Two big energy drains back to back with no rest between was taking it's toll on the swordsman. At least he could take a hit. Wulfrin got a single strike in before the mama boar charged him once more, ramming his chest with enough force to knock the air out of his virtual lungs. Immediately he found himself grateful that he couldn't feel serious pain here or he'd likely have been out of the fight right here and now. Instead he recovered his stance and prepared to attack again. Wulfrin's Blighted Fang remained steady now ready to c

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"Reminds me of the Parsec argument when it comes to the Kessel Run," Wulfrin chimed in as Acanthus and Gorge the Foreman butted heads briefly. "Sometimes media just doesn't understand the difference between units of measurement." Wulfrin rarely came out to Floor 21, despite it being the location of the Betrayal of the King quest and the location of Ren's shop. Wulfrin immediately felt a sense of shame as he remembered that he had yet to stop in and speak with Ren. He had done so much since he procured his first set of proper gear. After that it was his first face off with Terra Firma. He

Wulfrin continued to be the silent swordsman in the shadows, chiseling away at the Forgotten Time King's HP as Yuki let it chase her around the arena. Wulfrin closed the distance that had been created by utilizing his Charge skill. Wulfrin's blade carved into the undead king's form with ferocity, speed, and precision. His most powerful sword art decimated another large chunk of the boss's health bar. Wulfrin didn't want to be stealing all the thunder of the pink clad tank, but if he didn't at least attempt they might be there all day. Yuki's damage output wasn't anything to scoff at mind you.

"No worries," Wulfrin shrugged as he began to cycle through his equipment. "I'm down to teach you a proper discipline. Granted it's been literal years since I had formal practice myself, but you learn quick when your life is on the line." Wulfrin's combat attire began to vanish one piece at a time. First was the ear cuff on his left ear that was quickly replaced by a simple metal band on his left hand's middle finger. Next the shadowy armor dissolved into a simple set of traveling clothes not too much different from the ones gifted to players when they first start their journey's. Instead

Nym's skills were on point. Wulfrin followed her strikes with keen focus as she continued to harry the massive three headed beast before them. The downside, Nym hadn't seemed to prepare for Cerberus being able to dodge attacks. At least he hoped it was Cerberus moving slightly out of the way and not an absolute fumble on her end. Wulfrin weighed the options before finally drawing his platinum blade from its scabbard. He may have been in full loot mode, but this version of Cerberus would just crumple under his simplest of sword arts. As casually as he had appeared, Wulfrin walked up to Cerberus

"Nym," Wulfrin pinched the bridge of his nose. "You weren't you at the wedding? The reception was shortly before the Floor 28 raid meeting. The honeymoon has long since come and gone. As to why I'm alone, Ciela's been busy since opening Fondante's Inferno." Wulfrin waved off his disbelief of one of his friends and wedding guest forgetting the whole thing as he turned to address their shared charge. "Pleasure to meet you Jae," Wulfrin nodded back. Typically he'd extend a hand, but somehow he got the vibe that might not be as welcome of a gesture. "As for the Alchemist," Wulfrin continued g