[F2-SP] A Time To Train - One More Step In The Right Direction Redux - COMPLETE!

[Brax 0]

ID 45464

LD 19

     Brax was almost at a stopping point in his training.  He knew that his next level up would grant him the 2nd level of Sword Arts for his bloody battle-axe.  When he got it, Brax would be able to have an AOE attack to slay groups of monsters, and in return, gain much more in resources for future crafting, should he pursue a profession, though that seemed most unlikely in the near future.  But first, one more day of training.  As eager as he could be, given his situation, Brax managed to find a gem of a material in the vicinity.  Quite the promising start to his training time.

Edited January 18, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45465

Spoiler

BD 6 +3 ACC MoBD 6 -1 EVA

Brax 32/32 EN 7/8

Wolf 10/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     Striking out for the forests again, after his less than ideal time in the mountains, Brax happened upon his first sparring partner: a wolf, all snarls and fangs.  Easily dodging the creature's tackle, Brax shifted to the left, slipping past the raging beast's opening move.  Turning to face it, he then set his Whirlwind into action, the left-to-right strike catching the animal in midair and the attack's shockwave sending it sprawling several feet away.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45466

Spoiler

BD 8 +3 ACC MoBD 2 -1 EVA

Brax 32/32 EN 6/8

Wolf 4/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind -4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     The Wolf rolled through the attack, damaged by the blow but unfazed.  It had faced many other creatures before this heavily armored foe, and all had fallen before it's sharp teeth and wicked claws.  It would not succumb this time, either.  It let out a raging howl, full of anger and pride, and rushed the giant again.  Unfortunately as before, it missed, and for it's reward was struck again by the deadly metal the opponent held in it's grip.  Doubt seemingly flashed in it's eyes: would this be it's last battle?

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45467

Spoiler

BD 9 +3 ACC LD 3 MoBD 7 -1 EVA

Brax 31/32 [6 - 5 MIT] = 1 DMG EN 5/8

Wolf 0/16 DEAD [5 + 1crit x 2 Whirlwind -4 MIT] = 8 DMG

 .     Brax had had enough of this battle, it was time to move on.  The creature was decent enough, he supposed, but in the end, he had bigger fish to fry.  The wolf made a desperate attack, it's rage blinding it to the fact that Brax had prepared his final move: the patented sword art Whirlwind, and with a seemingly simply flick of his axe, Brax struck the wolf mid-attack, and with the shockwave dispersed it's pixels into the wind.  Picking up the loot dropped by the beast, Brax continued his search for more EXP, just a little more.

+1 material

+1 snowflake

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45468

LD 8

While on the hunt for a new opponent, Brax spent a little time searching the area for more than monsters.  There was little of note to be seen: trees, grass, several birds in the sky.  Other members of the game were engaged in heavy combat with creatures of the forest.  No decent crafting materials to be found either.  Not even something for the budding alchemists of the world, so he moved on to another area.    

 

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

 

     The next field proved even less interesting.  Partially dead grass hid nothing from his view; in point of fact, the dying carpet crunched noisily beneath his armored boots.  There had been no rain to nourish the foliage in the area, but of course the logical side of Brax knew that virtual grass needed no such thing.  It was simply a design choice by Kayaba and his engineering team.  But, with nothing of note to hold his attention, Brax ignored his idle curiosity and travelled further on.

Edited January 23, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

 

     Another forested field, another empty materials search, another lack of suitable monsters for hunting.  Either they were too weak, like a family of miniature boars, much smaller and presumably weaker than normal fare, or they were too strong for Brax's current status, big hulking wolves with iron-like fur and razor sharp fangs capable of rending a low level player in two.  He skirted the edge of their domains, careful not to draw much attention to himself as he went in search of better odds.

Edited January 23, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45469

Spoiler

BD 7 +3 ACC MoBD 7 -1 EVA

Brax 31/32 [6 - 5 MIT] = 1 DMG EN 7/8

Wolf 10/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     Another wolf lay just ahead, not nearly as young or impetuous as what was previously faced.  This one seemed older, wiser, much more cautious in it's approach.  It was also slightly bigger in the legs, more muscle to strike harder and faster with.  'The better to eat you with,' Brax thought, remembering the nursery rhymes the nurse's at Berringer's would tell the more childish patients.  Wishing for a quick ending, Brax struck the beast with his Whirlwind, the axe traversing his body as it had before with the same results.  What was not the same was the response.  The animal, knowing what to expect from adventurers such as Brax, took the blow head-on, weathering the shockwave afterwards and hitting back during the opening that followed.  Brax was pushed back a few inches, the tackle coming unexpectedly.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45470

BD 9 + 3 ACC MOBD 10 - 1 EVA N/a

Brax 28/32 [6 + 2 crit - 5 MIT] = 3 DMG EN 6/8

Wolf 2/16 [5 + 1crit x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 8 DMG

One had to admire the tenacity of the creature, this rampaging wolf.  It snarled and huffed it's displeasure at being unable to bring down the metal-clad man.  Red eyes gleamed with a supreme rage, murderous intent exhaled with every breath.  But try as it might, the animal could not land a solid hit, anything to pierce the defenses of it's foe. It's attack met with succes, and again it's body was struck by that damnable weapon.  The wolf still retained hope; it possessed a small portion of it's health, surely that would give it enough time to turn things in it's favor.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45471

Spoiler

BD 4 +3 ACC LD 20 MoBD 6 -1 EVA

Brax 28/32 EN 5/8

Wolf -6/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     Brax quickly ended the battle, rushing the beast before it could attack.  He knew that if allowed to recover, it might alter the course of the fight, for the worse.  Prepping another Whirlwind as he ran, Brax felt the computer take hold of his character, signaling his need to execute the attack.  He let go and allowed his frame to go through the motions, the dual strikes pinning his foe to the tree behind it.  After fritzing for a moment, it exploded, and reaching into the pixel mist, Brax collected his winnings and moved on.

+1 material

+1 snowflake

+1 Potion of Strength(+1 damage for a thread)

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

Resting for a moment to recoup his energy, Brax leaned on the tree he had just killed the wolf upon.  He wanted to move on, but knew that he could not push himself overly hard.  Soon he would hit his stride, and then monsters beware.  His new swords arts would change the game, or at least give him the opportunity to speed up his mat gathering, and his EXP gain.  Thus would he be able to better pursue his one thought, his gathering of his past. 

 

 

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

 

     Looking about, he found that the previous beast had failed to drop anything else of note, other than the potion he had gathered.  The loot would hopefully aid him well, as it had been hard fought for.  He slid down the tree into a seated position, resting his legs and allowing the Epitaph a momentary respite from holding up his weary frame.  The lady Teayre had done a magnificent job crafting the piece, though there was something off about it that Brax could not yet put his finger on.  He put the thought off, choosing to focus his attention elsewhere.

Edited January 23, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45472

Spoiler

BD 8 +3 ACC MoBD 2 -1 EVA

Brax 28/32 EN 7/8

Wolf 8/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind  - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     Getting up from his seated position, Brax dusted off his armor and continued keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings, ever watchful for another opportunity to engage in combat.  His next opponent satisfied that want, in the form of another wolf.  'They are quite plentiful today, aren't they?' Brax mused to himself, speaking of the fanged beasts.  He engaged as he would any other of it's kind, a simple slash of his Whirlwind coming down atop the creature, and receiving a myriad of scratches in return that did nothing against his armor.  Knowing he had to learn the limits of the system in pain transference, he endured the hits as they came.

Edited January 23, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45473

Spoiler

BD 10 +3 ACC LD 16 MoBD 8 -1 EVA

Brax 27/32 [6 - 5 MIT] = 1 DMG EN 6/8

Wolf -2/16 DEAD [5 + 2crit x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 10 DMG

     +1 material

+1 snowflake

+80 col

'Best keep my guard up with this one,' Brax thought, shaking off the blow.  'It will not be easy prey.'  The wolf charged again, it's mouth open and fangs bared in order to rend Brax limb from limb.  He slipped the attack, grateful as much as was possible for the Epitaph on his wrists, given that he had never before been in combat, at least that he could recall.  Dodging to the right this time, Brax spun in the opposite direction to unleash a Whirlwind attack, using his left foot as a pivot point.  Both hits struck home, and the attack blew the wolf back several feet, coming to rest beneath the boughs of a nearby tree, where it proceeded to perish in a cloud of pixels.

 

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

   

Wrestling with the Wolf had shown Brax a few things.   It allowed Brax to gauge the computer's depiction of level strength.  His calculating mind began an assessment that he should have started from the beginning of his journey in training, ferreting out the levels of power a creature could put out at every stage, feeling what the difference would be between appearance and actual skills that the NPC monsters possessed.  It was a fascinating endeavor, one that Brax threw his entire attention over to.  It allowed his mind to engage in the numbers he had so often found...reassuring during his stunted rehabilitation.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45474

Spoiler

BD 7 +3 ACC MoBD 1 -1 EVA

Brax 28/32 EN 6/8

Wolf 10/16  [5 x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

While he was distracted by his thoughts, another wolf found him wandering, but Brax automatically responded as a result of his training.  He had weathered attacks like this, so while surprising, he was prepared to respond.  He shoved the wolf away as it attempted to strike, damaging the beast and at least giving him time to collect himself.  As the wolf flew off of him, Brax reached his hand down to pick himself up off the forest floor.  It came to rest on something hard, and Brax thought it might be worthy of being used for crafting.  After taking a quick look, though, he found he was mistaken.  Nothing more than deadwood, he tossed it away and turned his attention back to the fight at hand.

 

    

 

 

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45475

BD 9 +3 ACC MOBD 7 -1 EVA

Brax 27/32 [6 - 5 MIT] = 1 DMG EN 5/8

Wolf 2/16 [5 + 1crit x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 8 DMG

    

Advancing as  the wolf pulled away, Brax had gotten all he needed from the current beast.  As it sailed through the air to attack him, Brax brought his axe into position, setting it to the side as he felt the system take hold, guiding his hands as it had done before.  His Whirlwind powered up and struck home, cleaving a red line across the open belly of the wolf in mid-air.  It landed hard, dazed by the hard hit to it's lowered defenses, and Brax saw another opening to try to end the fight.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 44372

Spoiler

BD 6 +3 ACC LD 9 MoBD 2 -1 EVA

Brax 27/32 EN 4/8

Wolf -4/16 DEAD [5 x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 6 DMG

    

As the wolf lay prone on the ground, trying to gather up it's wits and counterattack, Brax moved in for the kill.  He charged, bringing his axe into position for another Whirlwind.  He released it into the beast lying on the ground, and it thrashed about once or twice before bursting into pixels, the floating glittering specks of light vanishing in the breeze.  Collecting another bit of loot from the monster drop, Brax considered ending his training here and going back to town.

+1 material

+1 snowflake

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45477

Spoiler

BD 9 +3 ACC N/A MoBD 4 -1 EVA

Brax 27/32 EN 3/8

Wolf 8/16 [5 + 1crit x 2 Whirlwind - 4 MIT] = 8 DMG

    

 Brax began to make his way back to Urbus, wanting to take some time in the main town to explore his next level up, and the new tools that came with it.  Passing quickly through the dense jungle-like forest, he did his best to skirt as many battles as he could, for while he would not mind more combatants, he wanted to get his new Arts down first. 

Because of the momentary lapse in his vigilance, Brax was accosted by a last wolf intent on avenging it's fallen comrades.  At the last moment, Brax smelled the odious breath of the nefarious creature, and was able to roll away from it's bite attack at the last moment.  Getting to his feet, Brax prepped and released a Whirlwind to give him some distance from the beast, knocking it back somewhat.  He did not want to engage, and began a sprint back to town, leading the creature out of the forest as he did so.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax

[Brax 0]

ID 45478

Spoiler

BD 6 +3 ACC MoBD 5 -1 EVA

Brax 27/32 EN 3/8

Wolf 2/16 [5 x 2 Whirlwind -4 MIT] = 6 DMG

     He was almost there, the safe haven of the city of Urbus was getting closer on the horizon.  He was going to make it.  Turning to face his foe, Brax's face was etched with determination, not that he could feel the emotional state, not truly.  He would end the battle here, with Urbus in the background, the beginnings of sunset at his back.  The wolf, confused as to why the armored individual would stop his running, failed to raise it's defenses when Brax lit into it with another Whirlwind strike, the dual attacks managing to blow the beast into utter submission.  It rolled to the right, partially fazed by the attack, and tried to rise unsteadily to it's feet.

Edited January 14, 2016 by Brax