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[PT | PP-22] Till Log Out Do Us Part <<Saying Vows>>
Wulfrin replied to KnightessCiela's topic in Intermediate Floors
"I... uh..." Wulfrin stammered. He began to blush, both from embarrassment and flattery. "I didn't prepare anything before hand." Wulfrin's mind took off like the A-Train in New York. Words lost all meaning in his brain as he struggled to piece together even a sliver of tangible and comprehensible thought. He was caught off guard. Of all the enemies and threats he had faced, this was the one that he was most afraid of. He continued to stand there, trying his best to keep his composure, and basically failing as tears began to well in his eyes. Then he stopped, took in a deep breath of fres -
[PP-EV-F21] Crunch Time Tier 3 <<Fatal Error: Act 1>> | Tier Lock 3
Wulfrin replied to Wulfrin's topic in Intermediate Floors
"It's called The Watcher," Wulfrin said as he guided the duo towards an obvious arena amidst the icy caves of floor 21. "I've never faced this thing before so we're going in blind. From my understanding though, it should be pretty straight forward. It doesn't have any protection against my crowd control stuff, which I find odd considering this is where FTK spawns." As if on cue the air grew cold as if some sort of spirit had made its presence known. Emerging from the shadows was a massive undead shaman looking boss with long claws and a menacing glare. Wulfrin was in the lead and instinct -
HIs list continued to bring him to bosses he had yet to face before. This time he found himself on the familiar grounds of Floor 21, home of the fabled Forgotten Time King, a foe he had faced many times before. Unlike his other visits, Wulfrin was laser focused on his goal of raid preparations. The clock was ticking on his preparation phase so his tunnel vision was on full display. "Thanks for helping me out," Wulfrin sighed as he and Ciela stepped off the teleporter on Floor 21. "I mean it. This raid has been all I've been able to think about. We'll likely need your help. If not in a rai
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Wulfrin Purchases 1 T4 immolation Potion -1200 Col
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[EV-PP-29] Honey Bun Run <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Wulfrin replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
"Bruh," Wulfrin replied to the playful jab from his mentor. "Sorry I'm enjoying the one bit of sunshine in the warzone." Since she had arrived to the floor a fresh frontline tank, his wife Ciela had been a shining beacon for Wulfrin. New fresh crafted armor designed to absorb even the sharpest of bear claws and lash back with biting cold and raging fire. She was meant to be the unstoppable force of their duo. Then Wulfrin immediately threw it all out the window. Amidst the chaos of the raging battle before them, Wulfrin gave Ciela a crash course on all things DPS. Ciela had approache -
New Item: Buster Armor | T4 Perfect Heavy Armor | ID 244856 | Heavy Momentum 2 | Recovery 1 Desc. Consisting of armor plates for just the arms and legs, what this armor lacks in defensive capabilities it makes up for in storing the potential energy of missed strikes for more powerful follow up attacks. + 1 Demonic Shard Result: Buster Armor | T4 Demonic Heavy Armor | ID 244856 | Heavy Momentum 2 | Recovery 2 Desc. Consisting of armor plates for just the arms and legs, what this armor lacks in defensive capabilities it makes up for in storing the potential energy of mis
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[F22 | R8 Blacksmith] Sentinel Armaments (Open)
Wulfrin replied to Wulfrin's topic in Merchants and Shops
DATE: [6/21/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 3380/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 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 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T4 [Heavy Armor]s: ID 244856 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 244857 | CD 1 | Crit Fail ID 244858 | CD 7 | Uncommon ID 244859 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 16 | Material Saved ID 244860 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 244861 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 244862 | CD 6 | Uncommon ID 244863 | CD 1 | Crit Fail ID 244864 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 244865 | C -
[PT | PP-22] Till Log Out Do Us Part <<Saying Vows>>
Wulfrin replied to KnightessCiela's topic in Intermediate Floors
Wulfrin made sure to take in the fresh virtual air of his home floor in all its grandeur. For all he knew this might be the last time he got to be alone with his wife to be. The moment felt bittersweet to him. So many invitations had gone out with promises of feasts and pageantry all before a crucial raid meeting to share info about the upcoming raid of Floor 28. Wulfrin could only think if this was what soldiers felt before they got shipped out for war. Ciela had told him of her clever plan to marry before the actual ceremony. Wulfrin liked the idea as it would allow for more intimate mo -
Wulfrin's demeanor shifted as he watched his wife and pupil begin to enjoy a hearty meal. A scene that should have been an upbeat and heartfelt was instantly grounded by whatever was plaguing Wulfrin. He took his place at Ciela's side and carefully handed out their loot from the Sand Shark before beginning to eat the provided meal. Ciela's cooking never ceased to amaze him. She was fantastic at her craft. As they made their way through Fortaleza towards the teleport gate, Wulfrin's heart sank even deeper. This is what Floor 29 was missing, comradery. No friendly NPCs walked the floor. Only dea
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Wulfrin wasted no time delivering the final blow. The second Sewallus let loose his howl, Wulfrin knew it was paramount that he fell the beast. He also knew it was impossible for him to miss. Wulfrin's blade arched through the air and each strike carved deeper and deeper wounds into The Monkey King's hide. Just as quickly as the fight had started, it had ended. Wulfrin with little effort expended, returned his blade to its sheath and rounded up his party members. "Great job team," Wulfrin smiled as he through his arm around Sewallus. "The great Monkey King has been felled." "Yeah unt
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That now makes two NPCs that seem to have some memory of his past antics. Maybe it has to do with the repetitive nature of the quest, but Sewallus was at least more tolerable than Abdullah. Though how would he know about Kumatetsu? That was unrelated to his questline. The only answer Wulfrin could find was that word must travel fast within the jungle. Wulfrin's mind continued to ponder the odd circumstances of NPC behavior the entirety of the journey. "We're here," Wulfrin spoke up breaking the silence of the quiet journey. "Here's the plan. I'm going first to hit him and lower his defens
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"Today's target is the fabled King Donk," Wulfrin explained as the trio emerged from the Teleport Gate on Floor 8. "That isn't actually its name, that would be Monkey King, but doesnt change the fact that its a king and a giant gorilla." Wulfrin, Riardon, and KnightinGale made their way through the jungle to the small village of Florenthia, Wulfrin providing specific instructions on how to go undetected. When they arrived, Wulfrin made a bee line towards Remmington, one of the village guards. He wanted to get this ball rolling as fast as he could. This was a speed run after all, and the
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[F22 | R8 Blacksmith] Sentinel Armaments (Open)
Wulfrin replied to Wulfrin's topic in Merchants and Shops
@Acanthus "Sorry for the wait. I love trying to reforge something lost to time. I kinda got a bit carried away." * * * Wormwood, the Fallen Star | T4 Demonic Straight Sword (Longsword) | [244633] | Blight 2 | Env. (O) 2 “...and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water…” ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ @Sakura "Interesting concept. Let me know how it treats you." -
New Item: Vambrace Crossbow | T2 Perfect Projectile Weapon | ID 244749 | Keen 1 | Para 2 Desc. A simple vambrace with a built-in hand crossbow, capable of firing small, powerful bolts. Post Link for Craft
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[F22 | R8 Blacksmith] Sentinel Armaments (Open)
Wulfrin replied to Wulfrin's topic in Merchants and Shops
DATE: [6/18/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 3270/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 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 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T2 [Projectile Weapon]s: ID 244748 | CD 5 | Uncommon ID 244749 | CD 12 | Perfect ID 244750 | CD 8 | Rare ID 244751 | CD 1 | Crit Fail ID 244752 | CD 8 | Rare ID 244753 | CD 4 | Salvage | LD 10 | Material Saved ID 244754 | CD 6 | Uncommon ID 244755 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 16 | Material Saved ID 244756 | CD 6 | Uncomm -
"Checkmate," Wulfrin mumbled under his breath as the dagger rushed toward his face. Wulfrin artfully dodged the blade and turned into a whirling column of fire. His blade wreathed in the blazing fires of Avernus carved into the Bandit Boss and as a result, the last of the boss's HP vanished before him. The body shattered soon after, turning into a snow like flurry of data shards that slowly faded into nothing. Wulfrin's blade was returned to its sheath as Wulfrin turned to address is party members in waiting. "That wraps that up," Wulfrin said as he dusted off his hands. "Let's grab
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"Good," Wulfrin said under his breath as Riardon and KnightinGale finally made it to safety. "Now I can unload with no issues." Wulfrin drew the Bandit Boss's attention in the opposite direction of his party members. Right into another bear trap. This time the bandit's right leg was clamped and trapped further immobilizing the boss just in time for Wulfrin's attack to go off. Wulfrin rushed in, his blade shining with a holy light. Nova Ascension had returned to his arsenal since he had started wielding the Blade of Zariel. It replaced the Ice Devil: Rage sword art from Icingdeath. Wulfrin
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Wulfrin's attention turned back to his foe. The stun had worn off on the Bandit Boss as Wulfrin slowly approached. With a wry grin, Wulfrin spun in place with his sword drawn, kicking up a thick dust cloud. Amidst the makeshift disguise, Wulfrin placed a little present on the ground for his target. A heavy iron bear trap, a tool he had used on numerous foes at this point, was carefully positioned in such a way that the Bandit Boss would not miss. "C'mon then," Wulfrin taunted as the dust began to settle. "Why don't you show me what you can do?" "I'll get you for this cheap trick," Th
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"Yeah I'm going to need my guildmate back," Wulfrin called out to the bandit boss. "Take your hands off him and focus on me." "So you're the one responsible for the destruction of my camp?" The bandit boss licked its lips as if it hungered for a fight. "You could say that. Why don't you take me on and find out?" "Cocky bastard you are." "Only when i know my foe is doomed to fail." The burst of energy from Riardon served as as sort of starting gun. Wulfrin and the Bandit Boss rushed forward clashing sword with hunting knife. Wulfrin had the speed advantage however, and
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Wulfrin was still winded from his over-channeling of his custom skill. It was a heavy sacrifice using such an ability, which is likely why he never witnessed Freyd use it. Essentially he cut his own strength to create the duplicates and as a result their exertion falls back to him once they return. While technically the numbers were the same, using it in this way always seemed to take its toll. Wulfrin grit his teeth and forced himself to press on. The final group was not to far away from his location. Solaris fluttered overhead giving him both directions and encouragement as he moved in
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"Go!" Wulfrin ordered as he approached the shattered barricade. "Corner the last group! I'll be right behind you!" As the burst of energy manifested from Riardon engulfed him, Wulfrin's eyes narrowed, focusing on the shadows of the bandits. As he rushed forward, Wulfrin dissolved into shadows reappearing next to one of the bandits. With a wave of his hand the shadows of the other bandits began to move becoming duplicates of Wulfrin. Each 'Wulfrin' drove their blade mercilessly into the heart of their respective bandit. It was a harsh reality sure, but Wulfrin had no choice, but to call on