[SP:F7] The Grind II

[Opal 0]

Early morning sunrise was the time of day when Opal stepped out of the inn she was staying at. It had not been long since her last adventure to the temples that brought about a decent outcome of loot and materials for herself. With the positive thought process going on for her, she would make her way back out to those ruined temples in search of another dungeon. Just because she was a high level did not mean for her to stop in her training. The woman who was to be respected and to be feared needed more than just stats and power. She needed wisdom and the lay of the land at her fingertips. Although by now she had uncovered a healthy part of this floor with her being her for so long. Looking down to her right she noticed her familiar rubbing the whetstone along the long blade of the Masamune X. 

"Is it ready?" she asked. A happy nod as he held the weapon out to her. "It is ready Master Opal. Are you fully equipped for the adventure ahead?" 

The woman noted his comment and took a moment to look over her stats and equipment. Everything seemed to be in order and she gave a nod. "Let's head out, Jaken."

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Notes: +4 Dmg Pot Used
Equipment: Masamune X, Vambraces of Eternal Slumber, Prosperity Trinket, Jaken [Familiar]

[Opal 0]

ID: 61853
LD: 16+4 = [+1 Mat]

With the staff that Jaken carried sounding off with a gentle tap after each second step, the duo fell into a rhythmic beat down the beaten path. Opal's violet eyes gazed around until she saw a glimmer of something by the mountain path. Kneeling down for the moment, she picked up the item and analyzed it carefully with a flick of the menu button. It was a worthy item to call her own for experimentation or something else down the line that required such details. She sighed, "Alright Jaken. It's time to get some light work done. You spot out the mobs, and I'll take them down."

The imp nodded as his Mistress flew like a bat into the shadows. He would keep his bulging eyes peeled for anything that would make good sport for his Master. 

-Stealthed-

Edited June 19, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 61584
LD: 5+4 = None

The woman walked with the grace of a jaguar stalking its prey. Her eyes scanning the area but finding nothing in the deep shadows of the ruins temples. Jaken's staff bounced lightly with every second step much like last time as his yellow eyes scanned quickly left and right as he looked for his Master's next set of targets. Despite searching for a possible quarry, the woman found the morning light and the area to be somewhat desolate of game. Her eyes rolled as she shifted from shadow to shadow, holding her Masamune and doing practice sweeps and cuts to the air. She was getting antsy, if she didn't find something soon...She looked to Jaken, giving him an odd look.

Edited June 19, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

The Imp looked back and glared at his master. Fortunately for him, the woman had spotted her game. Licking her upper lip to moisten them, the woman charged into the fray sweeping her long blade side to side in a brutal eloquent sort of way. The tried and true aoe skill severed their link to the digital world and their bodies were a confetti of pixelated and colorful fragments of their former selves. Tapping her menu for the loot drop and experience, the woman shouldered her weapon and continued down her path of destruction. 

<Battle Engaged>

Opals HP: 204/204
EN: 31/51
SA: Amatsu no Homura || 20 EN || Dmg: 200-39 = 161

x4 Vicious Earth Golems: 0/155 || Mit: 39 || Dmg:78

ID: 62898
BD: 9 [+1 Dmg] [+1 Dmg SupAtk]
MD: Haha
LD: 10+4 = 14 [+4 Mtas, +4960 Col]

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

The mobs were cleared out, and the woman was set back on her path with four-k col richer than before. She would need that col in the long run, and every bit would help her. Her violet eyes once more moved into the shadows of the distilled land. Rough barren ground lay in front of her as she moved towards the ruination of the temples to the north. Statues of once adorned Gods now lay to rubble beneath her feet as their stony presence was nothing more than a weathered look in the shape of decayed form. Expressionless eyes moved from the rubble and took a moment to gather her bearings in search of more foul creatures to slaughter. 

-Stealthed-
-ENR +1-

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Somewhere along the way, Opal had forgotten her place and brought up the map. "Did I just skip a section...?" she wondered out loud, the familiar Jaken was unsure of what really happened as well. They were walking along then...this weird feeling came over her. She looked down to the King Imp and he shrugged, "I have no idea what just happened, but I think something is a little amiss..." The woman arched a single brow and nodded to agree. "Well, it can't be helped, let's just keep moving..." Not understand what really happened, Opal continued along with her familiar to more adventure. 

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 62911
LD: 13+4 = 17 [+1 Mat]
ENR: +1

"Mandrake, huh?" The woman said muttering to herself, she did not spot any mobs to tango with, but she did find a Mandrake which was interestingly enough to find on this floor considering the earth was quite barren. But she would not complain about that, lootable materials were still lootable materials. Giving the item a dedicated tap to send to her menu, she looked down at Jaken who was happily unaware of her motives to do something evil, "That green skin of yours is kinda gloomy, Jaken. Perhaps I shall pretty you up and make a nice pink tint for you or something." 

[Opal 0]

ID: 62915
LD: 3+4 = 7
ENR: +1 

Sweeping her Masamune left and right, the woman found herself bored. The Imp in turn did not enjoy her comment about turning him pretty in pink and shifted his head to the side as she walked with his arms bound within his robe and his staff bouncing left and right over his shoulder. The woman laughed at his sudden dismissal of the idea. Her black boots dug into the hard ground along with the edge of her blade, toiling through the rough soil, she was unable to find anything that resembled her earlier catch and that there was also no mobs in sight. Pushing snow white hair from her face, the duo continued forth. 

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Charging and bursting out of the shadows like some kind of ninja, the woman's blade glowed with the familiar hue of a sword art and rattled the cages of her fallen prey. Oranges gashes highlighted their bodies with each movements of her singing blade. The violent Masamune, ironic to the name given to it, ravaged the Earth Golems until they were mere rubble much like the temple remains that littered the area. With the mobs fallen and their bodies shattered, Opal once more clicked on her loot drops, smiled wildly and waved her little Imp to continue forth, "Stop dragging behind, Jaken." 

Opals HP: 204/204
EN: 31/51
SA: Amatsu no Homura || 20 EN || Dmg: 190-38 = 152

x4 Vicious Earth Golems: 0/150 || Mit: 38 || Dmg:78

ID: 62898
BD: 3 [Negated] [+1 Dmg SupAtk]
MD: Haha
LD: 16+4 = 20 [+8 Mats, +4800 Col]

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ID: 62923
LD: 14+4 = 18 [+1 Mat]
-ENR: +1-
-Stealthed-

With the shiny long blade propped over her shoulder, the woman had only taken five paces forward until she stumbled upon a glowing jewel in the ground. Curious of the item, she picked up the fragment and tapped its pop up screen and read the contents, "Fascinating." She simply put, it was more lore from the game, but in the end it was all the same stuff in the mix. Rolling her violet eyes, she sighed and traveled across the desolate waste of the barren earth. The mountains becoming much more clearer now as they peaked along the horizon. "We'll stop soon for lunch, Jaken." 

Edited July 2, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

Bursting through the shadows of the ruined temples, Opal had begun laying waste and damnation upon another group of lumbering golems. Her violet blade was quick as it ripped through stony flesh making the work quick and painless. Sweeping long white hair from her shoulder, the golems exploded with pixels as the fight only lasted moments. Poking her menu, the pop up screen was quickly discharged after she ran a finger through her loot drops. She gave a 'meh' sigh and booted her Imp to follow along with her. 

"I guess now would be a good time for that quick bite to eat." 

Opals HP: 204/204
EN: 12/51
SA: Amatsu no Homura || 20 EN || Dmg: 190-38 = 152

x4 Vicious Earth Golems: 0/150 || Mit: 38 || Dmg:78

ID: 62898
BD: 3 [Negated] [+1 Dmg SupAtk]
MD: Haha
LD: 13+4 = 17 [+4 Mats, +4800 Col]

Edited July 10, 2016 by Opal

[Opal 0]

ENR: 1/3

Opal cleared the area of any intruders or would be intruders. Her Masamune now thick with the fragmented remains of what was. She shifted and slammed the pointy end of her blade down into the earth where she sat as did her familiar, Jaken. Taking residence between a few large crumbled rocks in the remains of a broken down temple, the two enjoyed the shaded area as they had their lunch. "Pretty hot day for floor seven," Opal said waving her hand at her exposed flesh attempting to cool her body. The familiar shook his head, "Feels rather warm, that is true. I wonder if there is something in the area making it hotter than it should." Opal's eyes gleamed at her familiar, "Jaken..what are you not telling me?"