KnightinGale

The jungle was far and above KnightinGale's comfort zone. She was a city gal that spent most of her time elbow deep in something with an engine. As a grease monkey, the jungle was about as far from home as she could be. Her armor weighed her down and made it difficult to traverse the overgrown terrain, and not having a bladed weapon didn't help her out either. She made her best effort to follow the path carved out by her party members, but even with those precautions still found herself getting caught a time or two. When they arrived at the boss arena, Wulfrin immediately jumped into acti

"That's it?" KnightinGale scoffed as the injured soldier provided basically the same information as the first guard they had talked to. "That's really all you can tell us?" "Look miss," Sewallus sighed as he stood up, his wounds fully tended to. "As much as I'd like to give you more, there really isn't much about him. The Monkey King is a giant angry gorilla that occasionally terrorizes our small village. Sometimes we can muster up enough of a force to take it down. Most of the time we're forced to retreat." "Well this was a waste. Guess we'll just have to rely on our own guide."

"I bet he plans to take at least you through something called FTK," KnightinGale replied as she shifted her weigh onto her back foot, lowering her guard slightly. "Pretty sure that was the last thing he took me on. Boss spit out tons of exp and I just sat and watched. It's where I met Firefly and served as my introduction to the trackers." "Why did you go to the trackers anyway?" Riardon questioned as he struggled to his feet. "I'm not sure why, but you don't seem like the rumor chasing type." "Mainly just for self improvement. I barely understand video games, let alone this whole me

With the ongoing battle KnightinGale carefully made her way to Riardon. The old man had gone and got himself captured, and yet she was relegated to the rescue effort. While she knew it was the smartest play, she still wished to be in the action. She hated being on the sidelines. Hell she wanted to build her skills in such a way to be the one taking all the hits. It was a lifestyle for her, especially considering all the protecting she had to do back in the real world. With the sharp edge of her shield, she slashed open the ropes binding Riardon to his post. Carefully she helped him to his feet

The plan she was given was simple. Wulfrin and KnightinGale had spotted the boss dragging Riardon back towards the plaza, and as Eve would come to find out, Wulfrin was already scheming. Wulfrin was to stroll right up to the boss and grab his attention. All the while Eve was supposed to stay on the outskirts of the plaza. Her goal was to get Riardon loose and clear of the arena. She had a higher durability and could withstand any unaccounted for threats, so she would be responsible for both of their safety. If thing went south, which Wulfrin was adamant they wouldn't, Eve was to get herself an

"Well look at that," Eve smirked as she saw the flaming bird round the corner with the final group of bandits shortly behind. "You're coming right to me. Must be my birthday." As the bandits got closer, Eve raised her hammer. With a heavy impact, tremors erupted causing the bandits to lose their footing. With the bandits before her on the ground, she approached them, intent on holding them here until their rampaging swordsman could arrive. "Where's your boss?" KnightinGale demanded as she stood over one of the bandits. "And answer honestly. I'm not in the best of moods right now."

"A barricade huh?" KnightinGale smirked as she began a rush towards the next group. "Let's see them stop this." Eve didn't stop. Her shield was raised in front of her as she barreled towards the makeshift barricade. Splinters and bits of iron scattered around her as Eve plowed straight through unimpeded. She was an unstoppable force coming into contact with a very fragile object. Her follow up was even more devastating as her hammer slammed into three out of the four unfortunate bandits. That's what they get for trying to cower behind a simple wooden barrier. The one she had missed attemp

"Target sighted," Eve responded as she rushed towards the next group, shield in front in a full charge. "Engaging target." Unlike the previous group, she stayed low and raised her hammer high above her head before bringing it crashing down causing tremors to roll throughout the area. In hindsight this was probably a bad idea considering their current location. If this place were to erupt, who knows how dad a time they would be forced to have. That fact never made it to Eve though. Instead she was laser focused on keeping these bandits on the back foot. They could not be allowed to gain an

"Gale?!" Eve sneered as she stepped past their high level escort. "Really walking the line there bud." "What not a fan?" Wulfrin questioned with an obvious look of confusion. "Sorry, but KnightinGale is just a mouthful." "Whatever. Just get ready. I see our next group of sorry mooks not far ahead." For the first time since she started this dreaded game, Eve was going to get a chance to contribute. She had located another small group of bandits not far from the entrance. With a mighty roar, she leapt into the air, the head of her hammer shining bright against the dimly lit camp.

"You mean I stocked up on these for nothing?" KnightinGale huffed as she discarded an empty glass vial that shattered against the volcanic ground. "Here I was thinking I was 'bout to acctually get to play this game. All I seem to do is follow people around. Though I gotta admit this new gear is pretty nice. I feel like I can almost venture on my own." It wasn't a far off assumption. Eve had been hopping from one high level player to another with the hopes of possibly participating. When Wulfrin's invite came across her inbox, which was extremely full considering she had just learned how t

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"I'd say so," KnightinGale replied to the comment of the tank's durability. "They can definately take a beating, as for the wiping out of our own bars, I wouldn't have any idea. Until recently I was struggling just to navigate the damn menus." Eve continued to watch the battle unfolding intently as the combatants had become blurs. Keeping up was becoming a full time job as Eve's eyes flicked around the room as fast as she could will it. She now had a goal in mind. If she could approach such a level of durability herself, perhaps she could help get her sister out of here after all. Doubly

"I'm pretty sure it's less about level and more about skill ranks," KnightinGale commented as the battle unfolded before them. "But I'll be honest most of it is Greek to me. If it weren't for players like those two, I wouldn't be doing as well as I am. I'm basically just riding coat tails. Up until recently I couldn't even take off my armor via the menu. Video games aren't exactly my style." The walking corpse that was getting absolutely rocked by the two frontliners eventually turned its gaze towards Eve and Firefly. While fear washed over her fellow rookie, KnightinGale showed no signs

KnightinGale crossed her arms as she watched the fight from a safe distance. Her eyes were fixed on the blades shining different colors as Firefly had pointed out. KnightinGale had kind of toyed around with them herself, Sword Arts she was pretty sure they were called. They were a way of boosting one's damage output, at least that's what the guides had said. That didn't mean she understood them in any meaningful way. Every time she stepped out of the small cracker box of a room she had on Floor 1, it was a whole new adventure. She was starting to see the appeal that made her sister gravitate t

KnightinGale watched the fight with an analytical eye. From what she could tell, the self proclaimed paladin was a similar build to the idea she had rolling around in her head. She would become a walking heavily armored tank designed to handle long drawn out conflicts to the best of her ability, even if her sister didn't need or want her help. That part still stung a bit. She had come to this virtual prision hoping to find and make sure Odette made it out, as it turned out Eve's sister had already made strides to accomplish that goal on her own. Meaning Eve had come here for essentially nothin

Armed with her hammer, heavy plate armor, and shield Eve made her way up to Floor 21. The invite had come as a surprise to her, but she wasn't one to turn down some easy experience gains. As a literal walking tank her damage output wasn't quite there, but she was quickly getting to the point where she could absorb damage with incredible efficiency, a helpful skill considering she had absolutely zero idea how actual combat worked. She was prompt to arrive at the designated spot. She stood arms crossed as she awaited her guides to arrive. When they did, it was order after order. "So," Knigh

"Bliss right?" KnightinGale said as she noticed a fellow mechanic struggling to come to terms with the large mountain before them. "Something about the mountain got you on edge?" Eve's gaze followed the maintain upward to wards its peak. Admittedly, she couldn't see any reason for someone to be eyeing it so intently, but if their briefest of interactions on the beach of Floor 24 was anything to go off, Bliss was definitely not in her namesake headspace. A hardened exterior of plate armor and harsh personality quickly faded to a softer almost older sister desire to help. It was odd for Eve

"Guess it's time to get the tutorial quest out of the way," Eve sighed as she strolled through the town of beginnings. She hadn't donned her armor yet, thankfully that was an issue she could solve with a few gestures on the holographic interface. "Too bad they don't teach you how to operate the menus." Surprisingly she was already somewhat seasoned, having just wrapped up a quest up on the dessert floor. She was still knocking sand out of her armor. The Sharkbait Training Program was a breeze, mostly due to the pajama man running around punching sharks in the face. An admirable quality in

"Truth be told," KnightinGale sighed as she took another swig of her libation, continuing the conversation with her current drinking buddy. "The only reason I'm even here is because I was worried about her gettin' merked by some clown with a knife. She's the big gamer, not me. Judging by the man she's cozying up to seems like he's doing a better job than I am. Even if he is a bit of a... well... bumbling idiot." Eve winced in embarrassment as attention was turned to her by her lovely sister. She put on her best facade, in an attempt to mask that she was talking just the smallest hint of s

Were those sockets? Eve thought to herself as she observed the bumbling blonde. Wonder how she got her hands on those. Eve stood up from her beach towel and made her way over to the mysterious blonde. Fierce and rebellious eyes looked the gal over. She didn't look that bad either. She didn't have the vibe of a mechanic or handywoman, but then again since logging in to this virtual prison, neither did Eve. "Hope you don't mind my asking," Eve said as she crossed her arms and shifted her weight to her left. "Were those all 10mm? If so I'm impressed you have so many. I always seem to lo

"Neat little party you've got going here," Eve said as she approached the hostess near the refreshments. "Haven't been to a beach one before, so this is definitely a win for me." Eve was no strangers to parties, after all the crowd she ran with in the real world was always bar hopping. She scanned the refreshments table, slightly saddened to not find any alcohol, not that it mattered though. She had come to the realization that taste was the only thing those drinks carried over from their real world counterparts was the taste. You couldn't get inebriated in Aincrad. She settled for the le

"Ughhhhhh." Eve groaned as she rolled herself out of bed. An alarm was beeping in her head, a feature designed specifically for players who planned to sleep inside the game. For Eve though, it was an everyday annoyance. "Turn off damnit!" For the system, that was enough. She was thankful for the few voice commands she had found, as she had yet to master the hand gestures. Games were not her recreation of choice. That would be her twin sister, Odette, or as she was known here, Knightmare. Eve on the other hand, with no experience with MMOs went with a much more blatant name, KnightinGale.

"Sadly no," KnightinGale sighed. "I had to find someone to do them. Well rather show me how to apply them. I've never been that great with games. They were always my sister's thing." KnightinGale pointed towards the other white haired player that, aside from the hair, eyes, and face shape, looked almost nothing like her. KnightinGale looked like she ran with the less than pleasant crowds in the real world, a not very far off assumptio. Her sister on the other hand looked practically like royalty. KnightinGale watched as her sister approached yet another newcomer to the bar. Seeing the fri