Typhoonflame

Gazing upon Koko, all caked in mud with torn clothes, brought a tear to Ty's eye, but she wiped it away, trying to shake off the surge of thoughts that came to her. Thoughts about how terrified that girl must've been, in this cave, all on her own... No, she was fine now. They'd found her. Ty couldn't crouch down to meet Koko's gaze, but she smiled down at her, making sure the side where her rapier was, was facing away from the girl "Hey, you're a real champ, you know? You made it, I'm proud of you and your mom will be too. She's waiting for you back home." she said, pointing in the direc

Ty stared at the sphere in wonder. "What is that thing? Never seen anything like it before..." She sheathed her rapier as well, so it now rested against her left hip, allowing her to easily draw it again with her right hand should they come upon enemies again. As the sphere lit up, Ty grinned. "Ah I see, a portable lantern, so to speak. Very handy!" She was glad Freyd had decided not to howl again, since that had been what had drawn the bats to them in the first place. She knew it was a valuable tank skill, but she really didn't feel like fighting anything else unless she had to. When Fr

Ty listened to Freyd's explanation on how to use Arts and sighed nervously. She'd never used an Art before, she really had no clue how to use them, but if it was so intuitive, she had to try. Freyd had cut down one of the bats, but then seemingly made it turn towards Ty so she had to face it. Very sneaky of him. She gripped her rapier with both hands now, closing her eyes for a moment and imagining a surge of power in her weapon. "You're going down, bat!" she shouted, slashing forward, her rapier emitting a bright orange glow, like a flame. Freyd would recognize it as the single target Sw

Ty smiled thoughtfully, imagining just why Kil told her to stay away from fire. It seemed there was much she had to learn about the dynamics within this guild. That was fine, she was here to stay for the long haul, or at least she hoped so. At least her new friends kept her thoughts away from the doom and gloom, and she was growing stronger as she went along. Soon enough, she hoped to open her shop and get ready to fight on the Frontlines to help the cause. She would not stand idly by anymore. And if it hadn't been for Kil, Freyd, and initially, Morningstar, she never would've even had the cou

Ty blinked in shock as Freyd suddenly shouted loudly enough for the whole cavern to shake. She'd never seen a skill like that! Making a mental note to ask him about it later, as she was currently distracted by this huge monstrosity before her. Ty planned her attack in her head, but honestly, she had no idea what that thing even was and she was rendered speechless, her mind running at 500 miles per hour, trying to come up with any solution besides: stab until it dies. She thrust her rapier forward quickly, trying to catch the bat in the wing and stun it. However, as she went to do

Ty did not like the thought of her face being plastered anywhere. At all. so she shuddered at the mere thought, now understanding that Freyd had been taking aggro for her that whole fight. She couldn't even imagine what would've happened if he hadn't been there. Well, okay, she could, but she didn't want to. Moving past these terrible thoughts, Ty sighed. "Yeah, guess you're right. I can't really see myself being a great fighter, but I should definitely learn to defend myself. Otherwise, I won't survive long." She chuckled awkwardly. She greeted Foyle equally as formally as he greet

"Well, you sure weren't acting like a tank when you beat up Bob!" Ty quipped, laughing. "But I'm a support in every game I play, I don't know how far we can get with me as our damage dealer." she added, frowning. She could play some mages in games, but there was no magic in SAO, so she was stumped on how to approach combat. Ty turned to the woman as she approached them, meeting Freyd's eyes for a moment, his thoughts coming across clearly. She'd do her best to calm her down. "It'll be okay. This man is a professional, we'll get your daughter back, I promise." she told the woman, wh

Ty supposed Freyd was right about the fact it was a good thing that she cared about NPCs. She was still torn about seeing them as real people. They were people, on one hand, but on the other...they respawned and their emotions were programmed. They looked real, but they didn't suffer from any of the problems that real players suffered from: hunger, real pain and the threat of actually disappearing from both the fictional and real worlds upon death. She raised an eyebrow. "Sure, Freyd it is. You can call me Ty, Typhoon or Tara. But anyway, what do you mean by revealing who we are? It's no

As she was running, Ty felt herself collide with something...which turned out to be a someone. Before she could draw her rapier, she blinked up at the face of her guild leader. "Freyd?! What are you doing here?" she asked, then shook the thought away. "No matter! I-it's urgent, sir! There's a child that needs rescuing! Her mother was so worried!" she exclaimed quickly. As Freyd handed her some armor and explained this was a quest, she blinked. "Wait...that was an NPC?" she asked, feeling embarrassed. Had she really freaked out over a game character? Well, she supposed they were people

Ty was very glad to hear Freyd praise her. It was a definite boost to her usually low confidence. With a sigh, she returned to her would-be shop after her encounter with the King, thinking about how she really should get her butt moving about starting this place up and practicing her alchemy. It was no small ask, however, and she knew that. She needed to try and get experience elsewhere. Picking a teleportation area at random, a few days later, she found herself in Urbus, browsing at the local market to see how much alchemy ingredients and products sold for. An erratic woman frant

Ty hummed in agreement as KIl commented about the maid cafes. The concept itself had always made Ty cringe, and she would never go there, but she didn't fault the staff there. Every job was a way to earn a living in one's chosen way, after all. SHe had no right to judge. She only chuckled when he said he'd travel the world if they got out of here. "I hope you're rich enough to handle all the costs of that! I know your dad's a diplomat, but I don't think even he could fund a whole trip around the world." she mused. Ty nodded with a grin. "True, you really do. So many different people

Ty listened to Freyd's explanation, then gave a nod. So the bosses in this game really did work like those in any other MMO, for the most part. However, that was small comfort, as she'd never been a great raider, and beyond that, knowing exactly which boss did what required someone, or herself, to experience its attacks first-hand. Sighing to herself, she followed Freyd out of the dungeon, picking up the pace as much as she could, wanting to be out of there as soon as possible. She didn't do well in dark places and still slept with the light on at home. Thus, facing skeletons in dreary p

The King suddenly topped over after a strike to his shin and Ty found the skull of their enemy rolling across the floor to rest by her feet. She cringed as she stared down at its empty sockets, still looking on with malice, as if they could come alive again at any moment. Thankfully, that didn't happen, as the skull vanished soon after and Ty loosed a breath of relief. At Frey'd question, Ty pondered it for a second. What exactly had she observed? She paused, recounting the battle in her mind before responding, keeping in mind this could be some kind of test, even in Freyd claimed he was

Strike after strike, the battle turned in Freyd's favor, bringing Ty a sense of relief. It wasn't that she'd doubted Freyd or anything like that, it was just that she knew how unpredictable this game's enemies could be. Not from firsthand experience, of course, but from rumors and conversations she'd overheard at taverns and the like. Some of those had certainly been tall tales, but Ty still considered them a valuable source of information, so her tight grip on the rapier wouldn't relax until she saw the King felled. It certainly seemed he was close to that point, looking at his health bar....

It really seemed like the King was winning, or was at least even with Freyd. That axe certainly didn't look harmless, and even Freyd was meticulously dodging its blows, which meant that, as confident as he was, this opponent was no slouch. Or maybe Freyd was just giving the King some glory before he killed him again. If that was the case, Ty couldn't help but feel uneasy, since this had stopped being a game to her long ago. With a wave of his hand, he claimed this was just a side-effect of a buff, and Ty certainly hoped so. She'd hate having someone else's blood on her hands on account o