Wulfrin

With an inventory of assorted junk, Wulfrin made his way to floor 8 and the familiar relaxing vibe of the Honeydew & Hushwind. He had been here once before, but still had managed to get lost in the woods a bit during his travel. "Hey Morningstar," Wulfrin said as he emptied his inventory. "I'm doing some much needed inventory cleaning and thought I'd stop by. Figured I'd get some of it identified. I've got a bunch of T4 and T2 stuff to junk out to pay for these weapons and armor pieces. If they end up not giving anything good, I'll probably just junk them as well." Wulfrin placed

House Name: Lakeside Manor Location: Floor 22, Located at the edge of Coral only a few short minutes walk from the Lake of Reflection. (Safe Zone) Plot Size: Estate (15 room slots, 4 stories max, 3 yard slots) Yard(s): Yard 1: Sentinel Armaments (Forge) [Wulfrin] Yard 2: Fishing Pond [Wulfrin] Yard 3: Vacant 1st Floor Rooms: Room 1: Living Room [Wulfrin] Room 2: Dining Room [Wulfrin] Room 3: Basic Kitchen [Wulfrin] Room 4: Storage Closet [Wulfrin] Room 5: Vacant Room 6: Vacant Room 7: Vacant Room 8: Vacant 2nd Floor Rooms: Room 9: Bedroom [Wulfr

Freyd was right, the arena wasn't far. In fact the group had basically bee lined it there. Perhaps because Freyd had been there before and knew the way. As they entered the foreboding arena, Wulfrin felt a wave of energy wash over him. His weapon felt light in his hand, like he had lost a fair bit of power in his attacks. The field boss's level lock ability was in full effect. Wulfrin took point into the arena, and waited patiently for the beast to make itself know. In a flash the loose sand beneath his feet began to tremble. A spire of dark brown, which Wulfrin had mistaken for a rock be

DATE: [3/29/24] RANK 6 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 386/639] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 7 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Crafting Tier 4 [Straight Sword]s: ID: 221010 | CD: 2 | Fail | Materials Lost ID: 221011 | CD: 6 | Success | Uncommon ID: 221012 | CD: 12 | Success | Perfect Crafting Tier 4 [Heavy Armor]s: ID: 221013 | CD: 5 | Salvage | LD 3 | Material Lost ID: 221014 | CD: 1 | Crit Fail | Material Lost ID: 221015 | CD: 6 | Success | Uncommon ID: 221016 | CD: 11 | Success | Rare RESULT: +30 XP (1+3+8+2+1+3+5+7) | [EXP: 452/639] -7 material

"Pretty much," Wulfrin said as he pulled a fish from the water. "Had to fight off some more of Abdullah's men that wanted to take the bird for their mobster boss. Afterwards I went back to my shop and slept for a few hours. It wasn't much but I'll manage." The river flowed peacefully on, save the new ripples across its surface caused by Wulfrin's bobber landing. He felt at ease. More at ease than he had in a while, even since logging in to SAO. Solaris fluttered down and nestled himself between the two, obviously not happy with the lack of attention. "Honestly most familiars aren't

“All good here,” Wulfrin said putting his blade away. “That one lasted about the same as the first time we did it.” Circling above the arena was a streak of fire. After a few seconds Solaris returned to Wulfrin’s shoulder as he climbed out of the depression. Wulfrin half expected Abdullah to have sent some men after them, but at the moment the area was clear. Wulfrin eyed the horizon expecting to see the goons coming towards them, but nothing appeared. Wulfrin couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He was rather exhausted with Abdullah, and he really didn't want to deal with any more

As Ciela rest her head on Wulfrin's shoulder, he wrapped his free arm around her. There was something oddly comforting about the gesture. After all they were in a game of life and death, so Wulfrin never really took the opportunity to relax. It was always one quest after another. Then the memory of Morningstar's advice during their trip up the mountain on Floor Two came up to the surface. That message of taking the time to enjoy this world for what it is and not to rush too much weighed heavy on him now. "My journey came to an end at a well in the desert," Wulfrin continued. "This was jus

"Yeah once the monsters start getting some actual damage numbers that will go well over your mitigation threshold," Wulfrin chuckled. "Don't let it go to your head too much. I will say this though, heavy armor and shield is the best source of mitigation. That means as you make your way up the tiers, your mitigation will go up exponentially. You could double down by stocking up on Immolation Potions at the general merchant at the same time you buy Teleport Crystals." A quick glance at the HP and EN of Ciela worried Wulfrin. She was basically running on empty but wasn't showing signs of wor

"Understood," Wulfrin responded. "No major alterations, and donations are graciously accepted." Wulfrin gathered up the payment and gifts of potions offered and went straight to work. Solaris wasn't happy to have his roost disturbed. The phoenix always found the fires to be quite relaxing, but Wulfrin needed the fires. In but a few minutes of Rhythmic metal strikes, Wulfrin had forged the requested Halberd. At the same time he pulled a suit of heavy armor that was rather plain and close to being completed. Finishing the craft and stamping both with his signet in the most unintrusive way h

Wulfrin looked over the request with intruigue. It was something he had not considered before, and thus presented a challenge, and Wulfrin loved challenging himself. "It's not the usual request," Wulfrin said with a glint of excitement. "give me a few minutes, I'll have to start from scratch on this one." He disturbed the rest of his Phoenix Familiar, Solaris, who loved to use the flames of his forge as a nest. In a few minutes he returned with some rather ornate greaves. He placed them on his makeshift counter. "Well," Wulfrin said taking off his thick gloved. "Here you are, o

Wulfrin traveled with Solaris flying over head. The phoenix rarely stretched its wings on its home floor, so Wulfrin allowed him to do so whenever they were there. Solaris eventually flew off towards the west, presumably to bathe in his well. The trip was just as dusty and harsh as the last time Wulfrin came with Freyd. Like before there was little build up to the fight. Freyd simply jumped in and allowed Persi to land her initial strike stunning the big monster. On Freyd's signal Ciela leapt into the ring and struck the beast on its hide. As suspected teh damage was minimal, and Wulfrin assum

Fusion 2 T1 Uncommon Martial Arts Weapons [220826]+[220827] -> T1 Rare Martial Arts Weapon 2 T1 Rare Martial Arts Weapons [220896] + [Above Fusion] -> T1 Perfect Martial Arts Weapon Result: Battle Rabbit Heels | T1 Perfect Martial Arts Weapon | DMG III | Fusion ID [220903] Item Description: A pair of reinforced-steel heels that could easily be mistaken for a pair of thigh-high greaves fit for a small woman. These are made specifically to reduce the strain on Tokki’s legs while kicking down her opponents. The steel make also makes it less pleasant to be punted by. Each s

DATE: [3/28/24] RANK 6 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 386/639] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 7 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Crafting Tier 1 [Martial Arts Weapon]s: ID: 220896 | CD: 11 | Success | Rare Crafting Tier 2 [Spear]s: ID: 220897 | CD: 12 | Success | Perfect Crafting Tier 3 [Heavy Armor]s: ID: 220898 | CD: 12 | Success | Perfect Crafting Tier 3 [Shield]s ID: 220899 | CD: 7 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220900 | CD: 5 | Salvage | LD 2 | Material Lost ID: 220901 | CD: 2 | Fail | Material Lost ID: 220902 | CD: 3 | Salvage | LD 6 | Mater

"My travels consisted of many hours of rather unpleasant nighttime desert traversal," Wulfrin continued to weave his tale. "I had already run into a bit of trouble with the local guard as one of the Merchant Lord NPCs aren't exactly on the best of terms with me. He's a prick of a person, one of those I have money therefore I'm better than you types. To make a long story short another player and myself cleared the quest he gives out and he sent his goons after us." Wulfrin let out another yawn as he checked his line. Nothing was on the other end so he recast it into the river. He eyed the

"I can answer the Abdullah question," Wulfrin scoffed at the mention of his name. "He's one of the richer folks on this floor and the NPC that gives out the quest we are taking on. However, he's been after Freyd and I since the trip Freyd and I took to beat Terra Firma. I may have added fuel to the fire after keeping Solaris out of his clutches. There is a mutual dislike on both sides. He isn't dangerous himself, at least not in town. I have a theory he might have a hideout in a dungeon on this floor, but I have yet to start looking for it." Wulfrin Made his way through the crowded bazaar

DATE: [3/27/24] RANK 6 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 301/319] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 7 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Crafting Tier 1 [Martial Arts Weapon]s: ID: 220821 | CD: 5 | Salvage | LD 20 | Material Saved ID: 220822 | CD: 1 | Crit Fail | Material Lost ID: 220825 | CD: 3 | Salvage | LD 7 | Material Lost ID: 220826 | CD: 9 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220827 | CD: 9 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220828 | CD: 2 | Fail | Material Lost ID: 220829 | CD: 2 | Fail | Material Lost RESULT: +20 XP (2+1+2+3+3+1+1+7) | [EXP: 386/639] -6 materials | sent to banke

“I wouldn’t say booming,” Wulfrin said with a smile as he halted his current project. “Haven’t had many people stop by.” He looked over the weapons with great interest. They beautiful crafts and had the strength to back it up. Had he stumbled across these himself he might have used either. ”I can handle the fusion,” Wulfrin said as he gathered up the crystal, scale and weapons in question. “It’ll only take a moment.” Wulfrin made his way back to his forge where an eagle with plumage mimicking that of a raging fire sat in the flames acting as a heat source. In but a few moments h

"That's just your brain instinctually thinking it felt pain," Wulfrin yawned deeply. "In reality you should only be feeling a slight tingle in the affected spot. Kind of like how your legs go to sleep after sitting cross-legged for a long period." Wulfrin plopped himself down on a perfectly placed boulder not far from a slow moving stream. He cast his line out into the river and waited patiently for a bite, only half paying attention to the sounds of battle behind him. He was paying attention mind you, but only to the HP and EN gauges of his companion. He would step in if it got to danger

"That's the boat I'm in," Wulfrin said with a sigh. "My bed is a dusty bench in my shop, but at least the storefront is somewhat organized. View is impeccable though." Wulfrin followed the group deeper in watching how efficiently they cleared the monsters. He could only hope he would live long enough to see himself be that effective. Too be fair his output against things more catered to his level was nothing to scoff at. He would get there eventually, but for now he was very much still in the try it out phase of the game. Another group of ghostly looters made their way towards the group,

DATE: [3/24/24] RANK 6 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 301/319] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 7 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Crafting Tier 2 [Straight Swords]s: ID: 220773 | CD: 4 | Salvage | LD 5 | Material Lost ID: 220774 | CD: 7 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220775 | CD: 12 | Success | Perfect ID: 220776 | CD: 6 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220777 | CD: 7 | Success | Uncommon ID: 220778 | CD: 3 | Salvage | LD 12 | Material Saved ID: 220779 | CD: 12 | Success | Perfect RESULT: +36 XP (2+3+8+3+3+2+8+7) | [EXP: 366/639] -6 materials | sent to banker New Item

Fusion Request From Morningstar Link: Activating Braso Crystal-A on Moonslayer | Removes one enhancement on a weapon and replaces it with Absolute Accuracy. ACC -> ABS ACC FUSION Moonslayer | [#219937] | TIER 4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD | FLN, ABS ACC, BLD [desc.]: A greatsword of immense weight and power. It has a simple design, which is not to be mistaken for mediocrity. A small crescent is engraved at the base. Sunset | [#220012] | TIER 4 PERFECT STRAIGHT SWORD | FLN, ACC, BLD [desc.]: A longsword that looks almost draconic. It's hilt is white with a

“Yeah,” Wulfrin said taking a portion of the tray. “Guess she woke up and chose malicious compliance. I was explaining the process of the fight, and she appears to have taken the instructions of “don’t move until Freyd says to” very literally. As for the bird, his name is Solaris. Found in out west of here at a well. Beautiful place to relax.” Wulfrin ate his portion of the tray before turning to Ciela, who still sat stiff as a board. Was she even blinking? “Freyd this is KnightessCiela, Ciela for short.” Wulfrin said gesturing to the steel clad knightess. “And Ciela this is The Whis

"I'll be fine," Wulfrin waved away the concern. "Besides I did grab sleep, just not a whole lot. I had to be up before dawn and the teleport gate was like four hours of travel from my destination. Now where we headed? Why don't you lead on this one. Though piece of advice, fighting monsters will probably be faster than just foraging for the materials, but if you want to level up the profession, you gotta do it so up to you." Wulfrin let out another yawn before stretching himself out. Despite being a virtual body, there was an awful lot of pops and snaps coming from his person. Whatever he

"Alright," Wulfrin said to Ciela as they stepped off the teleport gate in Fortazela. "Don't move in until Freyd says. Keep your crystal handy just in case. Remember let him do the leg work and get the boss's attention. Once he does you can attack to your hearts content." The desert sands were harsh as ever. The Arabian bazaar lively with merchants barking for sales. Every so often a handful of NPCs stopped to gawk at the eagle soaring over the city. In truth it was a phoenix, with plumage resembling a raging fire , that left a flaming chem trail in its wake. Wulfrin had clocked the small

The next morning was a rough one for Wulfrin. He had been up way before dawn, but it was worth it. Above him flew an eagle with plumage of reds, oranges, and golds behind it a trail of flames followed like the chem trails of an airplane. Slowly and groggily Wulfrin approached the front gate where Ciela waited. She definitely got more sleep than he did. Wulfrin was ragged like he had already been through a fight or two this morning. He dusted off his coat and armor as Solaris, his phoenix, came to rest on his shoulder. "Morning," Wulfrin yawned, trying his best to maintain his formalities.