[SP:F1] EaL: Mat Run- Tip toe through the Tulips

[Lumiel 0]

Lumiel had awoken around nine in the morning, the sun on his face as his body lay in a bed of an inn which he did not remember the name of. His violent eyes dragged open while blinking away the slothful nature of his body as he moved on his back. When he realized he had done this, there was a woman to each of his sides, nude and uncovered. Laughing to himself, he searched for his pants and items and got out of bed. Whipping the deep dark purple shirt over one arm and then the other as it hung loosely off his person. Opening the door, he walked down the creaky floor boards and then downstairs as he made his way outside. That bright sun splashed down on him like a cold bucket of water waking him up immediately. Stretching in place and yawning a bit, he rolled his shoulders to free himself of the stiffness of his character and began walking out towards the exit of the safe zone.

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41201
LD: 14 [+1 Mat]

"Bingo!" Lumiel walked on the outskirts of the safe zone, keeping his violet keen eyes on the mobs that seemed to wander place to place, mostly the level one boars that were not necessarily aggressive, but he had no want or desire to be charged at while looking for materials to further his career. Picking up the material, he placed it in his inventory and continued on his marry way driving his hands into his pockets and kicking up lose dirt from its earth bed. He sighed, this was just as boring as the first time he took the quest, but this time he was doing this solely for the extra random materials he would get from the quest giver. It was nice to know there was never a short supply of materials in this world. He just needed the patience to do so. 

 

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41202
LD: 15 [+1 Material]

"Score," another material gained as easily as the first he found just a few yards away from the origin of the first. Cracking his knuckles, Lumiel continued to trace the perimeter of the safe zone while still keeping his eyes on the boars. He hunkered down for a moment, bending his knees and looking out into the battle zone as he watched numerous players gang up on one of the wild beasts. They were using weapons, swords, whatever they had to take down the creature. But Lumiel had a different way of doing things, he wanted to get up close and personal with whatever he fought and that made him dangerous. Not only towards himself but to those around him. He just had to get his hands on everything, or his fists.

 

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41203
LD: 14 [+1 Material]

"Swank," another material just like the last two. The Goliath player didn't think he would be so lucky finding materials on a whim as he was. Perhaps if he continued on this train of thought he could [censored] up maybe ten or so materials before he would call it quits on this quest. Violet eyes scanned the area as he continued his march through the emerald grass. The blades broke as he stepped on the field and continued his marry way around the Starting City. Giving a half a yawn, he watched another battle unfold from out of the safe zone as players ran up and stabbed their blades into an injured boar only to see it rear upwards and then die in the next attack. He shook his head and continued on.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41204
LD: 3

"Dud." Picking up a questionable looking item had proved to be nothing more than a useless object. Instead of just tossing it behind him. He looked towards the battle field and laughed, finding a small group of adventurer's heading out towards a boar to gain the advantage by sneaking up on it. With all his might, he hurled the object at them in hopes it would break their concentration or at least irritate them to some degree. With a slow drop, the heavy object fell from the sky and landed by one of the players who nearly jumped from their skin which caused Lumiel to bust out laughing in the process. The commotion had caused the boar to get a one up on them and charge first, throwing their stealth into the winds.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41206
LD: 2

"Eck!" His small fortune of luck was now coming to an end with the hunt for materials. His violet eyes turned upwards as he shrugged his shoulders and damning the world around him as he found nothing of use. His hands found comfort in the pockets of his pants as he strolled through the field once more kicking up the vegetation in front of him. He was awfully bored and if this kept up, he might just end up taking a nap in the grass here. Taking in a deep breath, Lumiel softly exhaled through his nose and continued his search for materials as that was the common grind for these types of things, or so that's what he believed. Not only the material set would be nice, but a single skill point for the completion of the quest wasn't a bad trade off for the afternoon. Hell, he could use all them points he could get his hands on.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41217
LD: 12

"Mmm...?" The questionable item before Lumiel had suffered from a horrible disease of some sort...the disease "Useless piece of [censored]!" tossing the item away from him caused his the muscles in his arms to ripple slightly as he gave the item a hefty toss to the side having the items skip off the ground before pixelated into nothingness. Violet eyes now went back to the ground and then back up into the blinding sun where he momentarily blinded himself and snarled out a disgusted sound from his mouth. Placing a hand back in his pockets, he found nothing more of use to him and standing about was less than productive. Eyes on the prize and now moving forward.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41218
LD: 10

And his unlucky streak continued for Lumiel, the obnoxious talker was now running out of that much desired for luck he had maybe forty minutes ago and it seemed to have left him completely. His violet eyes scanned the area where he was at, boars, grass and players alike ran rampant in the fields slaughtering the defenseless mobs for pitiful amounts of experience points, but as pitiful as it was...it was far more fun playing Troubadour than searching the ground for worthwhile items. Rolling his right shoulder in a long circular motion, Lumiel continued his small trek albeit slowly across the fields and back towards a new destination.

 

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41219
LD: 10

"[censored]!" The voiced boomed as if thunder struck the ground by him. Placing hands over his head, he smoothed the golden hairs on his head with his bare hands and slid them back attempting to calm down while breathing in and out quickly. Taking in a deep breath, he slowly exhaled through dry lips and focused back on the agenda at hand. Hands now falling back to his sides, he shoved his right hand into his pocket as the gentle breeze lifted up the edge of his shirt and unfurled it from his body delicately lifting it off his skin and then gently placing it back down revealing only a minor detail of massive back tattoo on his flesh. Violet eyes once more scanned the area before he shook his head and continued on. What a day.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41220
LD: 19 [+1 Mat]

"About God damn time..." Lumiel had examined an object that was well enough to be considered a mat. It was more than enough to keep him occupied for the moment while he deposited it into his inventory and carried on. Once more he started to kick up the ground around him, grass, rocks whatever it was in his way, it was uprooted by a quick snap of his leg. The day had barely started and already he was tired of this [censored], doing the same thing over and over, and [censored] over again. It was the most mundane things he had ever done, and he complained to himself on and on about it until he was getting sick of his own voice snapping back at him.

 

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41221
LD: 12

"Son of a bitch..." It was close, until it almost evaporated from out of his hand. His right eye twitched, clearly bored and stress levels were rising. How does one stress out on simply not finding materials? Well, only Lumiel could pull that off. He wasn't one to anger quickly, sure, he could lose his marbles time from time, but he wasn't at all a hot head. In fact, he does keep his cool regularly and normally relieves the tension of himself with alcohol and sex, preferably at the same time. He was a champ like that. What was that old saying? Drugs, Sex, and Rock N' Roll. Maybe not so much on the drugs part, Lumiel had an impressive figure and he prided himself on his muscular body although it was not exactly a turn on for most women. He cared less either way, he had the package to prove he was more than a man than the one that stands next to him.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41222
LD: 12

Grumbling, Lumiel didn't even say a word when he could not find anything off the patch of dirt or grass that resembled anything to be a material item. His eyes watered and he felt like just giving up on the entire quest and calling it quits. Massive digits touched his forehead as he rubbed his cranium and blinked away the twitching sensation in his eye. Maybe he just woke up too early? It was the first time in a long time that he was actually on time to do something. There was always something else taking up his time which usually caused him to be late, more than likely it was just his slothful nature kicking in. He wasn't exactly lazy...just, did things at his own pace.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41227
LD: 20 [+1 Mat]

"HA!" A loud booming voice shouted from the deep grit of his chest as he snatched up an item on the ground, perfect in every way. That was a one of a million chance to find something so perfect as that just lying around in the grass. How did no one find that before he did, especially with his luck? Lumiel wasn't going to complain and if he had to, he would have thrown down the gauntlet and beat the [censored] out of whoever who would try and grab his prize. It was his and you touch the man's stuff, that was a no-no on all accounts. Violet eyes beamed with a sort of happiness you would expect out of a child finding a new toy to play with, however, the moment was short lived as he pressed on remembering he had a quest to finish up.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41228
LD: 8

"Uuughh!" The straw that broke the camel's back right there. Lumiel kicked a pile of dirt and grass in frustration as he thought he had seen a seemingly good item for a material. He was dead wrong in that department. He was blessed with a good physique but he had little going on upstairs. At times he was more focused on the finish rather than the start of things, unless it came to fighting or sex, then he was focused on the everything aspect. He gave a low cough as he cleared his throat, a finger now prodding his ear to turn and twist away the ear wax accumulation before flicking it it the winds. Violet eyes followed the line back to the city as he made his way back to the starting point. He sighed lowly and started to walk in the opposite direction this time, going clockwise around the perimeter.

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel

[Lumiel 0]

ID: 41294
LD: 10

"Well, that's just laughable..." the thuggish brute said as he had dropped down to search through the grass, he swore something was glinting in there somewhere, but he ended up wasting energy just to find a big fat zero. Violet eyes darted to the right when he saw a little golfer pop out of the ground which clearly had startled him enough to fall on his ass backwards, "Whaaa!" the golfer had come up for a split second and burrowed deeper into the ground to escape the light of the day. Lumiel's sharp brows [inched together as he stood up and brushed the grass from his pants and eyed the horizon off in the distance. The orange sun was now casting mid day and he was almost through with this annoying quest.

 

Edited December 6, 2015 by Lumiel