[F24-SP] Through Treachery a failure (Incognito Analysis)

[Raidou 1]

A trail still blazed ever forward with a method to which only he seemed to sustain, Raidou was ever mobile even in the early morning dew that fought others to keep to a pillow. Through the expansive water that still glimmered despite the still growing sunlight, his vibrant red still burned just as flamboyantly amongst its backdrop. Another quest to another end, aimed solely at getting himself ready for something only he held. To others such strength was enough, but even one point less then optimal was a risk that he would not take. The life of those he was charged relied on his absolution, and he would not meddle with it and be responsible for it.

He was almost ready, and with a mirror that claims his eyes with each step the droning of a NPC falls into a dim echo. A muffled sound that paled in volume to the thoughts racing through his cranium. 

Kumatetsu Activated: +1 Base Damage

Raidou Consumes: Poached Egg (+3 Accuracy/Filled), Lemon Lavender Bar (+2 Evasion)

Spoiler

Raidou, The Red Wanderer
Level: 80
HP: 1630/1630
EN: 160/160

Stats:
Damage: 20
Mitigation: 106
Evasion: 6
Accuracy: 6
BH:81

Equipped Gear:
Weapon: Auric Sol - Corona [T3/Perfect/2HSS]: Damage 3
Armor: Red Wanderer's Robe [T1/Perfect/L.A] +3 Evasion
Misc: Tactician's Gaze - Ogma [T1/Perfect/Trinket]: +3 Accuracy

Skills:
Gatherer [Obtained]
Two Handed Straight Sword [Rank 5]
Extended Mod Limit R3 [Obtained]
Parry [Obtained]
Howl [Obtained]
Battle Healing [Rank 5]
Fighting Spirit [Obtained]
Light Armor [Rank 5]
Searching [Rank 5]
Charge [Rank 5]
Extended Weight Limit [Obtained]

Extra Skills:
Concentration
Familiar Mastery: Protector
Survival

Active Mods:
Vengeful Riposte
Focused Howl
Finesse Rank 3
Athletics
Sprint and Acrobatics
Detect
Tracking
Ferocity

Inactive Mods:
Emergency Recovery

Battle Ready Inventory:
Teleport Crystal*1
Pillar Fragment [Unique/Nightvision Mod]

Housing Buffs:
Hard Working: +2 EXP per crafting attempt and +1 crafting attempt per day
Filling: Increase the effectiveness of a single food item consumed in a thread by +1 T1 slot.
Relaxed: Increases out of combat HP regen by (5 * Tier HP) and decreases full energy regen to 2 Out of Combat Posts.
Col Stash: +5% bonus col from monster kills and treasure chests
Advanced Training: +2 SP to a thread. Limit one use per month [0/1]

Guild Hall Buffs:
Lucrative: Reduce LD needed for Salvage by 5 (10+ for Alchemist crystals, 6+ for everything else). +2 EXP per craft. Rank 9 crafters receive +1 crafting attempt per day. Rank 10 crafters receive +2 crafting attempts per day.
Col Deposit: +5% bonus col from last-hit monster kills and +10% bonus col from treasure chests.

Scents of the Wild:
Kumatetsu Statue: +1 Base Damage for a thread

 

[Raidou 1]

Droning through the motions with the deafness still stricken in his ears, following a path produced by the quest specifically as its honed and refined through detection. He was on autopilot, knowing that the number of days was dwindling by the hour. Each step was both figuratively and literally toward it, that ever running star. There were plenty of places for Raidou to hide if he wanted, but the red gloom that oozed from his frame would not have it.

A flame in his eyes and a fury to boot as the cardinal followed it, a trigger through passive thought. "Your in my way." Raidou spoke rather loosely in a taunt to the beast. He looked at the thing with curiosity, he knew that stance. A parry? A sudden jerk of reality as the fabric seems to bend as Raidou lunges forward. They connect and the blast is rather explosive. A bit damaged from the swing, Raidou smiles. Perhaps there was some trick to learn here. 

Intercept taken

ID# 175108 results: Battle: 4+6+1-1-1=9, Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13][Charge 5] dealing 25x13=325-50=275*.5=138 DMG, Parry Activated dealing 325-106=219*.5=110 DMG Returned!

ID# 175109 results: MOB: 7+3-6=4, Missed vs. Raidou!

Players:
Raidou | HP:1520/1630 | EN:150/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:862/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

Raidou recovers 81 via Battle Healing

Both staggered just a tinge from the clash, the boss reeling quite a bit more than Raidou had. Twisting the grip of his weapon in his hand, he feints and forces a raised shield to aim where he was not heading. A flare of his lenses as the smoke begins to instill blindness, as a tear of yellow cuts deep along sections of plate armor. Spinning his weapon up and rebuking an inbound club. This was not a fair fight, and simply put using Raidou's own antics against him was not ideal. To most that little trick may just have worked out, but Hogo-sha's stance was a dead giveaway. It was clear he was waiting to rebuke, like a gun waiting to fire. All he needed to do was make him believe it was somewhere else. It was funny rather, that the one thing that breached his defenses was now being used against this target.

ID# 175110 results: Battle: 2+6-1=7, Craft: 6 [Parry Failed], Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13] dealing 20x13=260-50=210 DMG

ID# 175111 results: MOB: 8+3-6=5, Missed vs. Raidou!

Players:
Raidou | HP:1601/1630 | EN:141/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:652/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

Raidou recovers 81 via Battle Healing

Perhaps he owed venomous warg a fair deal than anticipated, for this little strategy derived from their own successes against him. When you expect an attack from one side and it follows and flows somewhere else entirely, it was hard to have an answer. A bit of static drew upon the Auric Sol, and with a tear in a quick redirecting sweep sheered the side of a helmet off of Hogo-sha's face. His shield was too low for he assumed Raidou's attack at the knee was real. Ripping the cover that was in shambles from his head, he barks and rips up his gear. A couple of powerful blows that are easily removed from speed upon colliding with his own steel, Raidou enjoys the attempt in a shower of sparks. His HUD rings showing the drain had capped off his own HP again, as if nothing had ever happened to it. 

ID# 175112 results: Battle: 7+6-1=12, Craft: 8 [Parry Failed], Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13] dealing 20x13=260-50=210 DMG

ID# 175113 results: MOB: 4+3-6=1, Missed vs. Raidou!

Players:
Raidou | HP:1630/1630 | EN:132/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:442/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

This beckoned a risk and another test, this next would be obvious. Would the boss repeat attempts to follow the exact point at which his weapon was heading or assume a feint and adjust? With his sword connecting with the shield and skipping off and clipping Hogo-Sha's right shoulder, it sends pieces of a pauldron like a grenade in shards. The answer was no, it had not learned the possibility that the attack could be moved. "A pity, you pretend to use the same stance. But your not learning or adjusting. Shield claims that others see the humanity in your kind." Brandishing the glowing hot broadsword near his face horizontally as a high pitch whine triggers. It makes his intentions painfully clear as his stamina begins to pool into it, magnifying the glow ever brighter. "I just don't see it." he comments softly, a conjecture where he was struggling to see what they had.

ID# 175114 results: Battle: 6+6-1=11, Craft: 10 [Parry Successful], Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13] dealing 20x13=260-50=210*.5=105 DMG, Parry Activated dealing 260-106=154*.5=77 DMG Returned!

ID# 175115 results: MOB: 7+3-6=4, Missed vs. Raidou!

Players:
Raidou | HP:1553/1630 | EN:123/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:337/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

Raidou recovers 81 via Battle Healing

Rushing into the opponent with ill intent, the weapon slides cleanly into its ribcage behind the wall it held. Its arms go lax before it glares at the swordsman. He was taller and loomed down over him, in a just world he'd clearly have no chance against this towering thing. But determination had given him a gift for his efforts, it showed how clearly outmatched this thing was. Through wits and numbers, through trial and tribulation, this was not a fair fight. "Your not even close to human, your not learning, your not worried nor scared. You have no idea what's coming, do you?" Raidou asked as he lifted the blade to hold it still, knowing that he'd get no answer. "I will pay you a mercy but not one that you will remember, but because it is what keeps me what you will never have." the red wanderer remarks as the blade begins to dig and cut its way further toward its collar bone through its weight.

ID# 175116 results: Battle: 2+6-1=7, Craft: 5 [Parry Failed], Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13] dealing 20x13=260-50=210 DMG

ID# 175117 results: MOB: 5+3-6=2, Missed vs. Raidou!

Players:
Raidou | HP:1630/1630 | EN:114/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:127/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

Tearing the blade up clean as it engulfs in a rapid flare, spraying red data to the stars. A pivot slides the weapon across its neck in one clean stroke, to the soft sway of his robe in response. Moments later a thud in the distance creates a cloud of dust, as a carcass takes to knees before falling prone. It was the most humane way to the end, but it was for him alone. They did not care how they died, but he did. Upon its demise, a crack and pulse of fragmented digital glass leaves behind a slip of paper. "What secrets did you hold? I am curious." he remarks bending down to pick it up, it was in clearly fictitious language. He was no stranger to ciphers, thanks to the quest with Dracul and the lion. He'd need space to work, and plenty of blank paper to make it happen.

ID# 175118 results: Battle: 8+6-1=13, Craft: 6 [Parry Failed], Hit vs. Hogo-Sha using Galaxy Destroyer [x13] dealing 20x13=260-50=210 DMG

Players:
Raidou | HP:1630/1630 | EN:105/160 | DMG:20 | MIT:106 | EVA:6 | ACC:6 | BH:81

Mobs:
Hogo-sha | HP:-83/1000 | DMG:100 | MIT:50 | EVA:1 | ACC:3

[Raidou 1]

In the guildhall with littering of paper gracing his sides, an earnestly scratched pen peeling away hastily as it worked against the rhythmic approach of the ledger. Every symbol takes a character, most seeming ill-suited to what it was supposed to be. Upon the slips are varied letters with each broken into the characters they may represent. There was some recurrence, which meant it was indeed an alphabet.

ID# 175119 results: Loot: 16

Everything was crossed and cut halfway down the list, in every possible rendition it could be. His pen carried with each sheet, furiously scratching as the candlelight around him shielded his eyes. He was dormant and withdrawn from those that entered and exited the building with hours blinding past in what seems like seconds. He was if nothing else, tenacious in his pursuit of knowledge. This was but a puzzle, one that he could and would crack.

ID# 175120 results: Loot: 11

Eventually, it seems to flow, what was obvious center being where it should be placed. But as expected even through full removal, it was still not legible. "I clearly need a native speaker, I can decode it but I cannot understand it." Raidou remarked looking at it, before a bit of an epiphany struck. Removing his black book and looking at the map data of floor 24, and the quests it held. The tribes, and how their names broke into segments.

ID# 175121 results: Loot: 20

[Raidou 1]

Staring intensely at it and peeling up a fresh piece of parchment, he started to transcribe the piece. Taking a bite of something that lied on a round of porcelain, set there by who knew who. Raidou did not notice who took the time to offer him a meal, having missed that bit of information in his blind journey through the mass of text. He could feel the semblance of exhaustion playing heavy on his eyes, his back had become stiff from all the time he had spent hunched. Balling up a bit of the paper having made a mistake, obvious as he tosses it away from the rest as the rage takes a tangible red smog that hung off his shoulders.

ID# 175122 results: Loot: 1

A jostle of his lenses with a hand pressed to his chin, leaning back and looking over it all. He began to speak it out loud to an empty hall, speaking to no one in particular. He was attempting to imitate the rubber duck instance that Shield had eluded to. It being read finds a stroke of genius, where it breaks off halfway through completion, as the nomad leans forward aggressively. His pen begins to move again, burning itself forever into the page.

ID# 175123 results: Loot: 20

[Raidou 1]

Having it finished Raidou looks it over with an intense stare hoping and reading its contents. He was unsure if his guess was on base, taking his black book and returning it into his pocket. It was making sense, it was naming the Bay as the origin of the attack. A peculiar place to attempt it, given how active the place was with players it was a foolish method of attack. But he learned long ago that some of these notions that the cardinal brought forth made little to no sense. But clear as day, turned out their false language was nothing more than reversed hiragana. It sounds like a new language, and when spoken no one would be the wiser. But it's stored somewhere and had to be recalled, having it be completely false would make it impossible to process. Play it backward and it sounds fake but is entirely real.

ID# 175124 results: Loot: 16, [Success]

[Raidou 1]

His consciousness fades shortly after the task had reached completion, his fatigue finally catching up with him. Now laying out of it in a dimly lit hall that echoed and howled in the twilight. He rests somberly and softly, his glasses a tad off kilter upon his brow as they are pressed against the red wood table. Slips of paper play the part of a pillow. Within his mind a nightmare of flames swim over a field, darkness cast upon silhouettes that mirror humanities shape. Flares of light dance upon raised weapons, high pitched whines and muffled shouting rock his eardrums. The nomad focuses his perceptions on the words that were obscured, eager to make them out. He knew this place and the soured sickness that boiled within his stomach was all too familiar. A shout from his own mouth is equally disturbed and muffled the same, as if it was being done under the waves.

[Raidou 1]

He tries again to breach the deadened sounds that came from his lips, trying to cry out to the shadows that surrounded him. He attempts to take a step forward, his body felt heavy and crushed under the weight. It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, the pressure alone could elude to the presence of pain. Even still he moves, fighting back this unbearable burden. Coming into view was his vibrant red robe, swaying forward on the peripheral of his vision.

Every step he makes seems faster and faster, becoming used to the burden on his shoulders. The muffled yelling continues and with varied sudden colors, it became clear it was sword art activations. The images began to gain clarity as he closed the gap between, looking whole heartedly trying to decipher what was happening. A glimmer upon the soil in a darkened red sand, one that catches his attention.

[Raidou 1]

The Black Star, the very same weapon he had earned when his decision to change was finally made. One to protect instead of to exploit, one to choose them over his own safety. Leaning down and claiming the grip of his blade, his back burned in sensation as he reached for it. Gritting his teeth and fighting against everything that seemed to be holding him back, the air in his lunges felt cooler than the air around him. He was in a furnace...

Every progression forward making this more and more obvious. The weapon drags at his side drawing a line through the earth, skipping occasionally as he had hardly the strength to lift it. One of these silhouettes comes into view, it was someone he knew. Hair in white, a long wig of past change. She screams at him but the words don't mean anything, and although he could not please her cries or hear them, he wishes he could.

Vanity Tag: Hidden

[Raidou 1]

He can feel her denial as he steps further into the flames, his weapon still at his side. He must know and be in this mixture. Another a grizzled male that becomes visible through a sudden illumination through an impact on his rampart. A formidable male who takes the brunt before looking toward the shadows and offering a point as if issuing orders. He looks to Raidou and glare and an earnest gesture, backward and away from the lights. It was as if it was a warning but he could not make out what was being said, no matter how hard he listened.

Unable to agree, he shuffles past the guy, and as a tug on his shoulder attempts to hold him back he shrugs and breaks the hold. The scraping of his weapon became clear to his senses, an insistent grinding. Closer and closer, the heat started to feel unbearable and strangling.

Vanity Tag: Shield

[Raidou 1]

The others one by one started to become less opaque, some lost to time and other fresh faces. A blonde with a katana he met only briefly, a tiny wearing the same in a blue and white haori with resounding slashes as they acted together. A small girl that mirrored the first with a dagger in a spray of red. The lion with her lance spreading fragments of light as they began to back away from the origin of the fire.

They were retreating...

it was obvious, but there was still some within the range of that all-consuming blaze and despite the light it gave, they were not featured. Pressing forward as a myriad of bodies screamed past him in a blur. They were running and fleeing from the temper and kindling, the sounds of shouts and footsteps were faded and drowned. Despite it, he continued to make out who was trapped.

Vanity Tag: Ariel, Katoka, Cordelia, Assassin

[Raidou 1]

A face of a tall male in extravagant attire toting torment in his grasp, normally chipper but painted on his face was a sense of reality. This was not FTK but something worse. The man was stricken with a sense that things were going sideways and after pushing another back, he attempts to do the same to the swordsman in red. A sudden jerk of his torso ushers him past, although the warning was appreciated. The decision had already been made.

The player he pushed rushes forward and clings to his robe, and taking a moment to glance back. The bluenette. Swallowing hard he reaches for her hand, pulls it free, and releases with regret. A careful eye catches the wedding ring upon her finger, and as his old friend moves Raidou pauses and looks to him. With a rather furious look in his eyes, he nods and stops her advance.

Vanity Tag: Kiluia, Haine, Oscar

[Raidou 1]

More and more retract through the dim and distorted lighting, and lunging back and landing squarely the flame in her own right. She looks at him irritated and flustered as if he has done something she did not like. To her side flickering in from obscurity a raven haired girl, judgment doing what she did best with a wave of her tool as a decree. But it was clear that there was an awry aura hung on their composure.

The flame barks as the other fades away, to where was unknown. He feels his head go sideways as he attempts past her, the static in his face made it all the more obvious. Accepting it and moving through, unfortunately, he was allowed this stupidity. Trailing further and further through the conflagration pressing toward the fight and fireworks. He felt as though he was going to collapse as his vision was dancing in a film.

Vanity Tag: NIGHT, Mari

[Raidou 1]

A hound with barred teeth, a blonde in heavy armor. Another with a shower of lights with a tickle of her own flames fighting against it. Latching on to a downed body, they shoulder and shoulder claim them. They scatter through and usher past, looking back at the crazed one who was heading in the opposing direction. The older looks to the one in pink and shakes her head and their attentions shift solely on the frame within their grasp.

The black star raises ever so slightly, removing it from the ground and the scraping it was dealing. A large mass and a flare of a mixed impact within this fog become notable through. Someone was trying to push it back, and the damaged amalgamation reels from the attack. A swirl of energies in a balance to a distorted boom, it felt that last one. Raising the sword through his pain.

Vanity Tag: Lessa, Yuki, Crozeph

[Raidou 1]

Landing after an impressive light show, the pride contained in sword alone. A mop of dirty hair revealed as a hood is removed, looked into Raidou's fading perceptions with interest. A blonde in pearl steel polish rushes and latches to his shoulders and is sobbing. The tears raining down her face, upon the robe she had made. The nomad looks to the male who nods and takes her hands away, peeling the robe from his back in the process. The torch had been passed, and the girl was still desperate to latch on to him and lunging for him as if he had a choice to be selfish here. Finding all he had to offer within his exhausted and tiring journey, he lifts The Black Star up to neutral. Without his red robe, he was no longer that ideal, but he'd stand by it to the end. That last shade still called to him, and until it was out his course was clear.

Vanity Tag: Freyd, Eruda

[Raidou 1]

The amorphous blob of darkness moves and looks to one solidarity, the only left within its clutches. With a sudden jerk forward and a slam that dusts his senses in a bolt of electricity, he feels the impact upon his arm. Looking down to a small girl with blue hair, removing from his satchel his only crystal. His escape. Dropping into her hands as she shakes her head, charading no and trying to refuse it. 

Releasing the weapon and allowing a pair of burning red eyes to drop its cleaver through his collar bone down to his sternum, he uses his now freed hands to grab hers and shatter it. He feels his lips move and with it a flash of blue light. Looking to his now empty hands, the empty ground, and the smoldering that attacked his heels. It begins to flicker and distort, like white noise as it loses resolution. With that final moment, he smiles.

Vanity Tag: Ruri

...

Snapping awake, he adjusts the glasses on his nose and looks to the translation. Not yet...

Quest Complete
Raidou:
7*SP (1 Thread Closure, 1 Event Bonus, 5 Quest Reward)

Simmone:
5400*Col (400 Thread Closure, 5000 Quest Reward)