Wulfrin

"I'm not sure to be honest," Wulfrin sighed. "Freyd is right about the raid. I may try and sneak in some last minute Field Boss hunting. More likely though I'll just head home after a brief trip out to the Well of Apollo. It's where I met Solaris. Despite being in the desert, the waters there are wonderfully cool. It'd make a fine place t relax and enjoy the last few hours before the impending storm." Wulfrin surveyed the area of the boss's final moments. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, maybe Abdullah to send out another wave of goons just as he had done so many times before, but

Wulfrin's second stop was a fellow guildmate. The Trackers had yet to establish a reserve of items that the Guild can readily use, but that wasn't anyone's fault really. The Trackers were still relatively small and most of them, Wulfrin included, had been focused on establishing a base of operations for Floor 29. Wulfrin, the ever inspiring mind, had hoped to set up a sort of containment zone, but as it had yet to take off. For now purchasing his necessary items would have to suffice. "Keep me in mind if you need a adventuring partner. My inbox is always open." * * * Wulfrin Purcha

Wulfrin was in need of a restock after the raid and various escort missions. He decided to track down the roaming cook once more for another round of consumables. Wulfrin was genuinely suprised about how much he relied on the things now that he was running around on the frontlines. They had become a pretty necessary thing to keep on hand. Wulfrin never knew when the next boss needed to be slain. Actually he did. He was the one that usually set up the meetings and he almost always had ample time to prep. He really needed to stop coming up with excuses for his procrastinations. "Thank's Dem

Wulfrin accompanied Firefly out to the meeting spot. The Forgotten Time King had been completed by his hands a couple of times now, even though he had yet to get to the point he could do it solo. When the offer arose for him to accompany a fellow frontliner out on a run, he leapt at the opportunity. He hadn't ventured out with nor witnessed this particular frontliner's combat skills yet outside of the passing glances he took during the Callisto raid. Though having walked out of the raid without any player deaths, they must be at least somewhat capable. "Yuki, if you can keep it's attentio

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"Good to meet you Bastion," Wulfrin said with a sigh as he dismissed the spread from the table, its purpose fulfilled. "Honestly though, if you'll allow me, I'm more than capable of changing that. There are a list of quest that are of no risk to you, but yield enough of an experience boon to get you off your feet. That feeling of uselessness goes away pretty quick if you've got the right people. In fact I was in your shoes not long ago, but once I was mentored through a bit of the game. Based on the fact that you read up on the quest ahead of time and took notes, I'm sure you'd have an easier

"The last time I did this quest," Wulfrin replied with a shrug. "But when that happened, I was in Astra's shoes. This go around will be much different. Mind if I take point? 90% of my combat kit is nullified by Bob's ability anyway." Wulfrin led the charge towards the dilapidated castle of their kingly foe. There was no guard opposition, likely because this was meant to be 'forgotten'. The throne room however, was immaculate and very clearly a boss arena. On a throne at the far end, massive greatsword leaned up against itself set the Forgotten King himself. Wulfrin pressed in and drew Ici

Before the words could escape The Whisper's lips, the particles had started to rain down. Wulfrin had seen the opening created by Terra Firma entering its Assault Mode and charged forward with his own epic finisher. Waves of deep azure light shot from the land shark's body as Wulfrin furiously carved into its digital mesh. Was it over kill? Probably, but that didn't make it any less fun. He knew that this might be his last chance to watch a mob get absolutely decimated by player attacks before the raid and wanted to relish in all the glory he could. It was a nice high that would probably lead

"Look I had a mission okay," Wulfrin joked back as Riardon began to partake of the feast. "That and I'm just ready from a change of pace. All my focus has been on making sure the recently opened Floor 29 is at least somewhat safe." Firefly was the next to arrive. At least his assumption was correct. The first lessons quest was easy enough to complete, but also entirely easy to skip. Dorian had a knack for changing his spawn location from time to time, so much so that Wulfrin had made a game out of guessing which point the frazzled mayor would use. Today he wouldn't get that option. "

"After being trapped in here," Wulfrin sighed. "I have no idea. To be completely honest, I'm not sure what this incident is going to do to the genre. Obviously, the server owners aren't being cooperative or else the plug would have already been pulled. That and there must be some other function that's keeping us from just loosing connection and logging out that way, likely hardware side. Not too promising for the equipment either." Wulfrin watched Astra's bobber as he cast his own. Sure enough Astra managed to snag his target on just the second cast. Wulfrin was both jealous and impressed

Wulfrin continued to flick the Ovule from the Floor 1 field boss <<Nepent Variant>> causing its pollen to continue to fill the air. Thankfully this was VR so his incredibly sensitive sinuses were unaffected by the constantly growing cloud around him. At least the item was doing its job. The boars seemed entirely focused on Wulfrin, even considering their numbers were thinning or they were occasionally getting unsolicited passengers. Admittedly though, Wulfrin was becoming more and more eager to get this over with. Due to his reduced stats, his HP wasn't recovering fast enough to ma

<<Floor 28: Silent Moon>> Wulfrin was in desperate need of a reset after the past few days. What he needed was a fishing trip. This meant he had just cleared up his schedule for a trip down to Floor 1, a leisurely past time for him as he often turned his fishing trips into escort missions for lower leveled players. Then an idea struck him. He quickly sent out a couple of messages to a couple of players he was sure that had yet to complete the introduction quest. To: Scarlet Firefly From: Wulfrin Subject: Tracker's Adventure I'm

Just as he had warned, the phoenix exploded after just one round of well coordinated attacks from the party. Much as the fight with the demon king was an absolutely one sided beatdown, the phoenix was on it's last legs. Wulfrin charged forward as the phoenix finished recovering form being stunned and basically dying for the first time. He had set up for the big combo finisher and with a roaring war cry began to carve wound after wound into the hide of the phoenix using his <<Ice Devil's Rage>>, an elegant yet vicious series of strikes that was a deep departure from his usual calm a

"Let's get this party started then," Wulfrin said as he drew Icingdeath, instantly dropping the temperature around him. "I told Ciela we'd have shark for dinner tonight." Wulfrin leapt into the basin and came to rest at its center. For a moment there was only silence, but not long after entering a large form leapt from the shifting sands and lunged at Wulfrin. Wulfrin was faster, his blade already lit with the crimson light of his Sword Art as Terra Firma made its attempt to catch its dinner. Wulfrin's blade raked across the land shark's body as Terra Firma soared over head, coming to res

At this point Wulfrin was doing little more than occasionally waving a flower in the air attempting to keep the boars' attention focused solely on him. His only goal was to ensure these players did not fall to the mobs that had claimed so many player lives in the early days of the game, they even scared him at one point. The attractant produced by the Nepent Ovule was a suitable substitute for his lack of hate drawing skills. He was no tank, in fact quite the opposite. Sure he could take a few hits, but he didn't have the mitigation to be drawing any unnecessary hate. "Perhaps I should ta

"Goodie," Wulfrin sighed. "This place again. Well guess it's time to merk a fire chicken again. Odd that an event boss like that would spit us out amidst the fires of Floor 9, but I'm not going to complain about the free Hellstorm." Wulfrin leapt into action once more as the first to strike. He'd felled this beast multiple times solo at this point and was well aware where they were. Good news for him though, he was already planning to come this way anyway. The blazing avian predator was became engulfed by Wulfrin's Sword Art as the swordsman danced around the bird in practiced motions. Be

"Well if it isn't the guild master of the Tracker's Alliance himself," Wulfrin jested as he stepped off the teleport gate on Floor 21. "You feel like taking on ye olde Time King? I was planning to hit it myself today as a small experience boost for my friend here." Wulfrin gestured to the companion he had brought with him. Astra was one of the few players Wulfrin had been taking through some of the easier quests, but had come to him to personally learn and train under him. They'd been hitting several of the easier quests, but had yet to take on anything with a real bite. Of course Sharkba

"That's more than I have to be honest," Wulfrin shrugged. "Good to see Freyd and Morningstar are tagging a long. Pure happen stance that we've got four members of the raid team together for a quick quest." Wulfrin scanned the immediate area. No NPCs stood out as quest givers to him, but that's pretty much par for the course in Aincrad. The NPCs didn't have floating exclamation points to signify you needed to talk to them. Usually you had to go off of either talking to each individual until you found the one you need, or you got your info from a broker. Unfortunately based on Acanthus's ta

"How's about another push then," Wulfrin smirked as his blade began to shine with another art. "I'll hit it's defenses this go around and see if I can't soften them up a bit." Wulfrin's blade collided with the now recovered Demon King Ravana's form with a heavy impact, the avatar gaining a new fractal pattern akin to a cracked egg. Shatter was in full effect now, the target's mitigation dropped allowing for a higher damage output. What remained of the health bar was sliced in half as Wulfrin stepped back to regroup with his allies. The way had been paved all that remained was for them to

"Funny enough," Wulfrin chuckled. "VR Game development. Always was a fan of RPGs and when the Full-Dive system was announced, I knew that's what I wanted to do. A whole other reality filled with mythical beasts and epic quests. The irony is palpable. Though I will say I never had any plans to trap players in it against their will. My brain child also had a magic system." Wulfrin leaned back in his fishing chair and watched his bobber occasionally dip below the surface. He was essentially living in a realized version of his dream, yet the possibility of death was making the experience sour

"It lives in my inventory," Wulfrin replied to Mina's question. "Same with my tackle box. Sometimes I like to just kick back and fish when I'm out questing always better to keep it on me." Wulfrin put the items back in his coat. He appreciated the gesture of thought of letting him keep them, though the crystal felt incredibly heavy. It may prove useful to Wulfrin in the future and hopefully that situation will be more favorable than the last time it was used. "As for what happened," Wulfrin sighed as he began to allow the memory to resurface. "The biggest thing was that you didn't s