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  1. Turn 2 Ares-49789's turn It seemed like his damage wasn't quite the necessary for him to take down the bandit in few exchanges of blows, Ares bit a bit of the inside of his cheek as his mind concentrated on the bandit in front of him and his threatening posture, well, if things were going to be difficult, might as well go all int. Something he should have been doing from the start. Ares felt his heart beating inside his chest as he opened quickly his inventory and took out the loot terra firma had given him, a scale able to give him more defense, and he was not in the situation to ju
  2. Turn 1 Ares-49789's turn Ares faced the bandit as he walked up to him "As you will be not so happy to discover, you are facing no pup my dear brigand, but that, is something I'll enjoy in your instead" He was pissed and his eyes scorching with anger scanned the figure of the bandit as he assumed his fighting stance, maybe missing a shield a bit too much, the bandit seemed quite tough and that great sword looked a bit dangerous. He then remembered the existence of a certain boss drop in his inventory, ready to be used... damn he was a bit dumb, wasn't he? He should have taken the mit
  3. "Well, are you sure about that?" Ares asked, a sly grin spreading across his face. His mace materialized in his hand as he casually withdrew it from his inventory. The weight of the weapon felt familiar and reassuring, like an extension of himself. Cracking his neck and then his knuckles with deliberate ease, he turned his piercing gaze toward the NPC standing nearby. "Maybe we could have some fun with those bandits", he added, his tone almost playful but laced with an undercurrent of menace. "Don't you think?" He studied the NPC for a moment, wondering. Was this the person he was looking
  4. "Fuck" Not only his head hurt now, but even his back as he gently examined it with his hand, his mother had always told him to be aware of his surroundings, that not because you know something is there you can avoid it, normally she meant that for moving cars or even the furniture of his house, the same furniture he used to hit when he was thinking of something else. Ares touched the stone wall of the dungeon, that couldn't be a normal dungeon, there weren't enemies, not that he was a skilled dungeon explorer, he hadn't stepped into one in his time inside Aincrad, but he had heard a lot of thi
  5. Ares let out a whistle as he entered deeper in the forest, his skin feeling the cold of the fog against his skin, or maybe it was just a placebo and such feeling was not even in the game, he had been to places with fog before, in fact, it was not strange for his hometown to rise up to a thick fog some days of the year, mostly in winter. Ares brushed his hand against the tree trunk and the arrow pointing straight ahead, he was not the best as trailing things or people, even traversing through a forest even without a compass or guide of any kind could prove a challenge for him when it was his fi
  6. For a second Ares looked at the Fae woman, motionless awaiting his response, her face still dawned with sorrow, he could understand the pain of losing someone so dear as a son would be for a mother. He had lost his little brother in the way that he'd never see him again if he didn't fight. Ares licked his lips nervously as he raised his hand towards the system notification, he was doing this for his siblings, so that they wouldn't have to morn a brother, he was doing it for his parents so that they wouldn't have to organice the funeral of their son. He filled his lungs with air and looked at t
  7. Ares was still thinking about the last quest he had realized, the one with Wulfrin and the others, it had been good, he had leveled up and gotten more than enough col and experience to make it worth it. Still he felt like he hadn't really earned that, he felt that he had just let the high level player carry the mission and had gotten away with the reward. And that made him feel bad. Which was the main reason he had arrived to the third floor, he wanted to do something by himself, not that he didn't like being in a party, it was just that he needed to know he could trust himself in battle and h
  8. Ares couldn't help but laugh as soon as the window popped up, his breathing still irregular as his lungs begged for air. That had been easy but that fact was only due to Wulfrin he had done everything, he had carried them and practically gave them all those sweet sweet experience points for free, he had only been able to deal the great amount of 3 damage to the boss, it was only fitting for the high-level player to get all the available loot, he was no scammer and had his own pride, pride that took off the picture him fighting for any of the loot. Ares saved his mace on the inventory and look
  9. Ares saw how the HP bar of Terra-Firma went down to its yellow end and couldn't help but swallow his own spit, it had all been Wulfrin, he had hit it TWICE and each time he had done that, the shark had lost so much HP his head couldn't even wrap around it, that was a high level player and he was doing that with them, no, sorry, for them. Ares was terribly grateful for the oportunity life had just put in front of him, he had barely damaged the shark when it was stunned and now? now he could only thank all existing gods for the boss to not catch aggro on him, that would be the last seal before h
  10. He was very happy to know that his choice had been a good one as of development, if tanks were needed in the frontlines he'd do the best he could to reach there as soon as possible, even better now that wulfrin had offered a good set of armor for him, he loved his initial armor it had helped him a lot fighting the boars of the first floor, but he needed a better one, a shield and a better mace, but first, he needed to get out alive, wulfrin had said that the boss was nothing worth to be killed for, for him it was, Ares wanted to fight through everything he had to in order to reach the top of t
  11. Well, at least it seemed like Wulfrin was a good guy, that was a weight off his chest, the enemy they'd be attacking sounded like bad news tho, specially when he hadn't really used his sword arts ever before. Ares sighed as he sat down and took a cupcake of the ones Wulfrin had offered, it was pretty good. If he had the time he'd visit the bakery he was talking about, when the man stopped explaining the plan he had no questions to ask, to be honest he had covered most of the things he hadn't even thought about Ares took the teleporting crystal he was being offered and saved it in his inve
  12. So that was the fifth floor uh? Ares had just teleported in the sandy town and he was not one to comment about the places he visited when roaming Aincrad, especially after having just been to a dock with low maintenance. Ares yawned as he took the guide of the beta testers from his inventory to check it out once last time, if he was not mistaken he'd have to do the Sharkbait training mission and for that he needed to talk with some guy named Abdullah who could be found in his own residence, well, it was his time to look for the guy and start the mission, maybe even get someone to do the missio
  13. Word Count EXP (WPE): 8019/10 = 801.9 EXP Pages Col: 400 Ares-49789 receives the following: Tier: 1 EXP: 802 (WCE) * 1 (Tier) + 800XP (quest) = 1602 Exp Col: 2000 (quest) + 400 (1 page) + 75 (chest) = 2475 Col Mats: 3 (First lesson) + 3 (Third lesson) = 6 Materials Items: Zackariah’s Special Draught A ruddy-colored drink mixture that looks like it definitely came out of an apprentice alchemy class. Tierless Perfect HP Recovery Potion) Initiate’s Draw A mundane but reliable bit of gear provided by Lyle Tealeaf for services rendered. T1 Perfect Mace
  14. So now it was going back to the main square of the town, Ares walked around the streets, passing by the market he could hear the sound of the heavy hammer hitting the hot steel, maybe that was the last round Lyle needed to finish the sword he had been working on while he had visited. Maybe he had already finished and had taken on the next project, he wished he could just do that, not having problems going from one task to another, he was even surprised he had been able to go back and forth from one point of the town to the other without losing himself in a crowd or something of the like, Ares
  15. "Yeah, it's a good catch" Said Ares as he handed over the hull to the fisherman, who just extended his hand and shook his head "Nay lad, take the treasure" He said, Ares looked at the objects on his arms and then at the man "Why?" With Zackariah he had gone looking for materials and he could understand being rewarded for it, with Lyle he had fought for the tusks with the weapon he had given him, even then he had earned said weapon as a trade for the tusks, what he could not understand was why would the fisherman just hand over the treasure he himself had caught to him, he was just a
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