Wulfrin

A small bell chimed above his head as Wulfrin entered The Evening Star. He had been recommended to come visit by Freyd, since he was new to Aincrad. "Cozy place," Wulfrin remarked as he made his way down the path to wards the main counter. The cat that was set upon it eyed him as if expecting something. "I take it the owner left you in charge?" He pat the counter's attendant gently on the head before starting his look around the cases. His gaze became fixed on two items in particular, a pair of ear cuffs and a blue crystal. The cat gave a soft meow that sounded almost like affirmation. Ta

"I'll take one," Wulfrin snatched the bun out of it flight path. The taste was sweet and reminded him of home. "Hard to believe some people can think they have to solo this." He said as he finished off the snack before returning to his task at hand. Once again it seemed his hunting space had run dry. "I can definitely see what you mean about this being inefficient." Wulfrin sighed. "Even with the bonus, I'm still only hitting a few of these material drops." He looked deeper into the fields. "I cannot wait to be done with this." While waiting for the materials to repopulate he decided to train

"Honestly," Wulfrin sighed. "I'd like to take you up on that. For me I've always learned better by doing." Wulfrin continued his search for the requested materials. "But first things first, I have to wrap up with Dorian." Internally he hoped the entire thing wasn't just a ruse and there really was a debt to be paid, but it just wasn't from Zachariah. "Also I agree on the crafting of one's own gear. "Sometimes it's just more convenient than trying to find that one NPC two towns over that can kit you out. Not to mention I'm pretty sure I read Player-made items tend to be on the higher end when

"The particulars not much," Wulfrin replied returning to his gathering of materials. "I favor versatility. Typically I train with a longsword and use a combination of one and two handed strikes." Wulfrin slipped into a state reminiscence. The sounds of wooden training swords rang in his ears. Each impact striking true and being retaliated with a deflection. He was younger maybe 13. He regretted dropping the classes. Unfortunately as he got older the extra circular activity was practiced less and less. The style was one created by the teacher himself. Wulfrin was taught to move swiftly and unbu

Wulfrin stopped for a brief moment and decided to make use of the gift given to him. He had hoped it would speed up the time it would take. "Good to know I'll keep that in mind!" He turned and went a bit farther from the river both for some fresh materials to maybe appear and not disturb the fish that Freyd had taken a shine to. After a good hour or so of not finding anything, Wulfrin decided to draw his Straight Sword. He had studied a bit in his free time but those lessons had grown fewer and farther between as life started getting in his way. A few swings of the basics just to get the feel

Wulfrin gave a friendly salute to the Alchemist that had already returned to his work as they exited. "Thanks for the gift," Wulfrin said to his new companion before the chime of Wulfrin opening his UI echoed in the street. The walk to the Northern Gate was uneventful with the exception of audible frustrations from Wulfrin. The entire trip he was deep in the menus and the player's guidebook handed out to each new player. "There's just so much going on," Wulfrin dejectedly sighed. "Normally I'd just experiment and learn the game, but considering the GM's announcement, I feel everything nee

"Well," Wulfrin replied with a slight chuckle. "Based off the tail end of that conversation you were having, you probably know why I'm here." Wulfrin reached to the back of his head trying to be as casual as he could slightly embarassed. He had never considered that the NPC's could actually think somewhat. "Now I feel like I'm intruding." He thought to himself before replying. "I've been sent by Dorian to talk about collecting a debt that he lent out to someone, but can't seem to remember who. And by the looks of it this isn't the first time." "Yes, yes" Zachariah replied like it was a r

It hadn't been but maybe a few minutes since Wulfrin had finished logging in. His brown hair fell gently down to just below the start of his longer bangs parted to help with visibility. He came equipped with a simple red tunic and tan trousers leading to a pair of leather boots that extended halfway up his calves. He stood about 5'7" and was still adjusting to the feeling of weightlessness that came with being a virtual avatar. He scanned the central plaza of The Town of Beginnings, at least that's what the game called it as he logged in. He began wandering the streets examining the various s

I'm looking for some fellow players that would be willing to party up and clear <<The First Lessons are Free>> and maybe help me get a better grasp of the play by post style. This is my first attempt at an RPG like this so I'm not exactly in my comfort zone. I've done roleplay in games like DnD but that's about where the experience ends. Any help would be appreciated!

Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice. - Robert Frost Profile: Username: Wulfrin Real name: Lance Perkins Age: 26 Gender: Male Height: 5’7” origin: America Birthday: January 12th Background: Lance was always an active MMO and RPG player. With his weekly escapes into games such as Dungeons and Dragons to the endless grin