[F2-SP] You and what army? (Venomous Warg)

[Celeste 1]

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A simple twist of her frame as she scoured away in the twilight, looking earnestly at a slip of paper in her grasp. One left given by a man named Gatsby. As she walks rather aimlessly for a good hour, she stumbles across the NPC in question. A dark-skinned fellow, with a distraught look upon his face. Something about his family, something about his caravan. Her ears perk up when he mentions a reward. "Yeah yeah, buddy. I'll spank your wolves or whatever. Just shut up." Celeste shuts him down and begins to usher herself deeper into the floor. To the side of her screen, Venomous Warg appears there, drawing a gilded line from her compass out to the north. "Slay Venom Snapper." She reads it back with her peripheral with a smile. No tricks, no gathering a stick or some shit beforehand. Just pure combat and bloodshed. This was more her speed.

Celeste Consumes: Crème Brûlée [T1/Dessert/Rare] - Accuracy 2, Breakfast Fry  [T1/Meal/Rare] - Protein 2

Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:30/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Spoiler

Celeste - The Crimson Tide
Level: 15
HP: 300/300
EN: 30/30

Stats:
Damage: 12
Mitigation: 8
Evasion: 1
Accuracy: 5
BLD:12

Equipped Gear:
Weapon: Adrenaline Billhook [T1/2HBA/Perfect] - Damage 2, Bleed 1
Armor: Red Woven Wave - Stampede [T1/Light Armor/Perfect]: Mitigation 2, Evasion 1
Misc: Platinum Buckle [T1/Trinket/Perfect]: Accuracy 3

Skills:
Two Handed Battle Axe [Rank 4]

Extra Skills:
Familiar Fighter (R1)
Concentration
Meditation (Untrained)

Battle Ready Inventory:
Raspberry Smoothie [T1/Dessert/Perfect] - Loot Dice 3 *1
Immolation [T1/Unique] - Thorns 10*1

 

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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Right into the fray, catching a pack just starting to rise and howl. A single ferocious swing causes a chain detonation of all of the alpha's kin in one broad stroke. The snapper recoils and falls to the floor, unable to defend itself against the girl's attack. "That it!?" Celeste barks out in a goad, she was expecting something serious when it was claimed there would be some serious confrontation. It seems that Gatsby was mistaken. "Get up." The red headed girl yelped at the only remaining beast who could do little against her assault. His entire pack wiped out in a single swing, this was a pathetic show of something that was supposed to be interesting. They couldn't stand up to the girl, which although the overpowering was delightful she wanted just a bit more resistance. A drop of the head of her billhook to a tuft of dust, it's heavy top thunking to the floor.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -16 EN (8 + 8 {4 Targets Struck})

ID# 182806 results: Battle: 7+5=12, Hit vs. Wolf #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
ID# 182807 results: Battle: 7+5=12, Hit vs. Wolf #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
ID# 182808 results: Battle: 7+5=12, Hit vs. Wolf #3 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
ID# 182809 results: Battle: 4+5-1=8, Hit vs. Venom Snapper dealing 12x8=96 DMG

ID# 182810 results: MOB: 5-1=4, Missed vs. Celeste!

Players:
Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:14/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Wolf #1 | HP:40/40 | DMG:25
Wolf #2 | HP:40/40 | DMG:25
Wolf #3 | HP:40/40 | DMG:25
Venom Snapper | HP:54/150 | DMG:35(50) | EVA:1 | TXC-VNM (9-10) 10/3
Feral Strike: Every time a <<Wolf>> is slain, <<Venom Snapper>>’s next attack becomes AoE. This ability can stack (if 2 wolves die at the same time, <<Venom Snapper>>’s next 2 attacks become AoE). “Venomous Bite” can still trigger on AoE attacks.

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

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It simply could not, Celeste had cut something vital in her previous attack. It was trying but kept fumbling and falling back to the ground. A heavy pant and a snarl as it struggled to defend itself from the girl. "Pathetic, this was all you had to show. All you could muster. Waste of my time." Celeste muttered as she looked down on it, placing a booted heel into its side and knocking it over. A rip of her guillotine above her head. "Then time to die, No use hanging around with this crap any longer. See ya, nothing personal." A solid slam causes the trees to stir, sleeping birds fleeing the place out of fear. Ushering clean of the canopy and back to Gatsby, she receives her reward but it was nothing immaculate. Nothing extraordinary that she pays a second glance. The last tutorial quest is finally done, now was just getting to the fun part.

Torque Wave [x5], -5 EN

ID# 182811 results: Battle: 10, Major Critical [+2 DMG] vs. Venom Snapper dealing 14x5=70 DMG

Players:
Celeste | HP:300/300 | EN:10/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Venom Snapper | HP:54/150 | DMG:35(50) | EVA:1 | TXC-VNM (9-10) 10/3

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

Celeste Moves to Floor 11
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OOC EN REGEN [1/3]

A flash of the warp gate as she enters the city of Taft, leaping clean of the pad and moving through the thoroughfare. A nice cluttering of NPC and player alike were held in windows that took the place. Late at night like this, it was no oddity that they had all since retired into buildings. She was the only one out it seemed. It was of no surprise that she had the field to herself as well. A swelling clattering of ant like humanoid things wandered around in the twilight. Celeste moves to draw her axe in excitement before an insistent buzzer halts her attempt. Seems she was still tapped out of stamina, so for now she would have to just watch them and wait to start kicking their respective teeth in. Even more boring waiting Celeste, don't worry honey you'll get used to it. Maybe not, hot blooded check it and see.

ID# 182824 results: Loot: 9, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [2/3]

A turn and eye of the settlement as she left Taft at her back, another down and no direction left but her own ambitions. But first a test against the fights she'd start against. Celeste wanted to see just how far she'd come, and there was no better than way then being right in the thick of it. A tussle of the grass beneath her feet in slight shakes and crunches. A ring of a bell behind her, the populous seeking salvation but Celeste found it a different meaning. The clock had just struck twelve, and a new day was about to begin. A stumble as her toe catches something beneath her, slowing her advance. "Piece of." Celeste quips out as she takes a jerking glance down in ire. A single extended handle, a worn dagger that had stood the test of time amicably. A reach down and a wrap of her fingers around its grip, she disturbs and plucks it clean.

ID# 182849 results: Loot: 19, Success!
+1 T2 Material Obtained!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN Triggered: Full EN Restore!

Celeste turns it over in her hand, as the main section of the blade disconnects. It falls in two but strangely the thing holds on to life, fold of her midsection has her claim the blade independently of the rest of the tool. "Wonder what's up? Can't be a player's." Celeste remarks eyeballing the edge, a blackened color metal with a signature divide between its two halves being held together with a cross pattern bar that linked them. It was a curiosity that normally a girl that wasn't too keen on the finer details couldn't help but wonder. It's not like she was doing anything for a bit so she offered herself the interest. There was strange patterning like runes down the length just behind the edge, that although starting to rust maintained a silverish gloss. Storing away the handle, and running her index and thumb down the fuller it was still rather smooth leaving some filth on her fingers.

ID# 182853 results: Loot: 15, Success!
+1 T2 Material Obtained!

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[Celeste 1]

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The blade becomes alight with greenish sickly light, splitting at the center. They divide into two separate parts leaving her holding that x shape bar that held them together. Like separate throwing knives they fly at her, one she ducks with a slide of her legs open while the other slices into her left shoulder as it screams past. Itty bitty heat-seeking missiles, they redirect at her back and sweep toward her again. A lift and twist of her upper half as her cleaver is produced, drawing a long and thick red burn through the air as she slams into both with one broad stroke. They fizzle and clatter to the floor as if dropped, rolling a bit like the magic that held them aloft flickers. A burst of green like a match, they reaffirm their given life and begin to float back up with the points suddenly shifting toward the player.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck}), Concentration Activated (+1 Accuracy), Concentration CD [0/3]

ID# 182920 results: Battle: 8+5+1=14, Hit vs. Edge Part #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG!
MOB: 10, Major Critical [+2 DMG] vs Celeste dealing 47-8=39 DMG

ID# 182921 results: Battle: 2+5+1=8, Hit vs. Edge Part #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG!
MOB: 1, Critical Miss vs. Celeste!

Players:
Celeste | HP:261/300 | EN:18/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Edge Part #1 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45
Edge Part #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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Concentration CD [1/3]

Another slam of her axe sends them scattering away, not giving them the chance to make a move at her again. Celeste rips the billhook from the small crevice she'd formed beneath the pounding crash, a smattering of soil leaving the nooks and cranny it found itself lodged in. Raining down below she rubs her left against its edge to kick the last bit of grass lose. Looking down over the now dead knife pieces they disperse to a crash of light, the curse or spell they were under had since lifted. Celeste would remember that green magic, the next time something wielded something similar she'd give them a piece of her mind. The beauty of failing to kill someone with your trap is they just might find you later, and Celeste was eager to pay back the owner's hospitality with her own. An acknowledgment of the drained-out pool beating it to the punch she dismisses her axe with ease.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck})

ID# 182922 results: Battle: 7+5=12, Hit vs. Edge Part #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG!
ID# 182923 results: Battle: 4+5=9, Hit vs. Edge Part #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG!

Loot Rolls:
ID# 182924 results: Craft: 10, Loot: 20
ID# 182925 results: Craft: 9, Loot: 15

Players:
Celeste | HP:261/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Edge Part #1 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45
Edge Part #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
3072*Col
6*T2 Materials
T2 Perfect Weapon #182924a
T2 Rare Armor/Shield #182925a

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [1/3], +10 HP, Concentration CD [2/3]

Checking her inventory of all the little notifications that had happened in a blur after the weapon segments had fallen. A fair amount of rewards from the little arrows, akin to that of a full sized mob. Celeste couldn't be more pleased, assuming that they'd offer her nothing for their destruction. A welcome change of pace by comparison to the quests she'd taken prior that had given her basically nothing or clutter. It was these short jaunts out to the woods after that allowed her to purchase a room to stay in for the night, having to put bread on the table through force. A soft exhale as she began to put some distance between her and the city more, with the goal to keep some spawns to herself and avoid the common rabble the city would provide. Taft seemed much more active than other floors, with a bigger bulk of players in its walls.

ID# 182926 results: Loot: 7, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [2/3], +10 HP, Concentration Refreshed!

Celeste was unsure why that was, making a note to check the board out. There must be some reason for this place to receive more traffic. Perhaps the spawns here were riper, just more enemies meant more loot at the end. Making a mental note at the fact, she passes clean through a slightly denser collection of shrubbery and foliage in deeper and darker green than floor 1. It widens into a clearing devoid of grass as if something here had since uprooted or pissed on it all to kill it. There were some patches of the stuff, but it was a decayed looking light tan and yellow and was spotty at best. Releasing the bit of brush she still held peeled back as she moved out of it, she places her hands to her hips and begins to take in the scenery. Celeste begins to shift her head about trying to decipher what the hell she was looking at.

ID# 182927 results: Loot: 11, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN Triggered: Full EN Restore, +10 HP

The entire place seemed completely absent of life, just dirt. A step forward of her leathered boots leaving a shaking brush behind her, she ushers up and out toward the center. The stuff beneath her feet seemed strangely soft, like a fine powder or flour. Each step casts some up in a small cloud, as she disturbs it with heavy steps. It was rather stiff and dry as well as if something had compacted it down under huge feet or maybe an enemy steamroller had driven through here. That's what it looked like, almost a manmade construction site. "Hmm." Celeste quarried out loud as she dropped her left knee to it and hunched down, placing two fingers into it. It was stiff enough that her extended fingers couldn't pierce it. "That is something." A crash nearby, just outside of the scope she could perceive, somewhere in the treeline made its presence known.

ID# 182928 results: Loot: 3, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

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Breaking through the foliage in an instant causes Celeste to move on the defensive. A chattering mandible on front of a rather large ant, not quite as humanoid as the things the girl had seen earlier. A deep brown with almost a reddish tint, a hard shell with two long tether like feelers that protrudes out of an oval-like head. They came in a pair, two pairs of multifaceted eyes like black pearls stair back at the girl. Celeste had stumbled upon a place they were terraforming to create a new hive, and now they saw her as an obstacle that would have to be removed. Unfortunately for them, the girl wasn't about to be made to go anywhere. The pincers on the front of their frame widen dropping some ooze, tapping in that vapor like dust and causing it to steam. Acidic, the reason why this place was so eroded. 

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck})

ID# 182929 results: Battle: 3+5=8, Hit vs. Antlion Grinder #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
MOB: 9, Minor Critical [+2 DMG] vs Celeste dealing 46-8=38 DMG

ID# 182930 results: Battle: 3+5=8, Hit vs. Antlion Grinder #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
MOB: 5-1=4, Missed vs. Celeste!

Players:
Celeste | HP:253/300 | EN:18/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Antlion Grinder #1 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45
Antlion Grinder #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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They rush her down, and Celeste backpedals as soon as some of that ooze finds her right foot. A flourish peels her arms up as she kicks back, a glare of red of fleeting discharged light. Her axe produced she cleaves connecting to the one on her immediate right. It finds purchase and clips clean through the carapace causing it to shatter and reveal the steaming hot vapor and the wireframe beneath its manifested body. Passing through that target directly into the adjacent beast it gets caught in the second as the momentum slows. The first drops immediately as Celeste uses her right boot in a kick, ripping her weapon clean in a ruthless fashion. A drop of the head in a quick spin around behind her brings it over her head. She leans into the blow and dumps it down splitting its skull like a log on a stump.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck})

ID# 182931 results: Battle: 6+5=11, Hit vs. Antlion Grinder #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
ID# 182932 results: Battle: 2+5=7, Hit vs. Antlion Grinder #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG

Loot Rolls:
ID# 182933 results: Craft: 6, Loot: 9
ID# 182934 results: Craft: 8, Loot: 8

Players:
Celeste | HP:253/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Antlion Grinder #1 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45
Antlion Grinder #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
5760*Col
8*T2 Materials
T2 Perfect Weapon #182924a
T2 Rare Armor/Shield #182925a
T2 Rare Trinket #182933a
T2 Rare Trinket #182934a

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [1/3], +10 HP

It splits through clean and the second one fades on the nonexistent wind, flickering away into the chamber to which it would respawn and return. But for now, they wouldn't be stopping Celeste from moving for a while. A forced dispersal of her axe so she had free hands, she eyed the place and then the small spattering of drool that was still working to burn at the dirt. "It's caustic." Celeste has the epiphany finally piecing at least this together, understanding that these things were probably the culprits. Was good enough for her, but silently cursed in her head. She was hoping it was some big ass pinata that she could smash to pieces and see what fell out afterward. Not some bugs, that although had some valuables paled in comparison to some big fat loot boy. Heading further south, seeing if she could stumble upon anything that she could shove in her pocket while she waited.

ID# 182935 results: Loot: 13, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [2/3], +10 HP

Into the trees of the perimeter, it was almost a perfect mirror of the north side. With a raise of her hands, she latches tightly around some of the huge leaves and handles them off to her side, slipping through the divide she had made. Made of some thin like rods of wood, the same kind old time parents would make kids pick out before swatting their asses with them. They fold down and as soon as she releases them, they spring back as if nothing had happened. The line was slightly thicker on this half, going for a good twenty or so feet. The whole path between was dark, as the canopy above blotted out the sun for all but small streams of light. Hung to the side of a tree as she meandered by and happened to catch only by accident. A single silver cord hung from the tree above.

ID# 182936 results: Loot: 20, Success!
+1 T2 Material Obtained!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN Triggered: Full EN Restore! +10 HP

As Celeste reached for it, the string stuck to her hand. She removed the hilt of the dagger she'd found earlier, ushering it toward the crap. Using it as a spindle she began to twine it off of herself before she found herself in a predicament. Being hogtied in a weird forest by some metal silly string wasn't on her agenda today. It balls up around the object, forming a nice size clump that glimmered. It was webbing pulled straight, the fact just dawned on the red-headed girl. She eyed up toward the tree it was held in. A section of eyes in an amalgamation, burning red brightly enough that she could see it through the darkness. Celeste had just unknowingly ripped some cable out of a spider's backside, and it was pissed. Its maw opens and offers a vile hiss, unclear what it appeared as in its concealment in the shade.

ID# 182937 results: Loot: 6, Failure!

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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The thing lunges down upon her, she sustains some heavy damage as pincers dig into her chest. Leaving two mirrored red punctures across her belly, the one place her armor failed to cover. Celeste folds her legs up as another drops from above answering the commotion. She uses her feet to kick it up off of her, grimacing from the weight as she pushed whatever she had into it. Her hands at her sides she tumbles backward and connects with a tree behind her, ripping up her axe out of the ether. "Think your funny?" Celeste barks out in anger, blazing one crimson trail through the lot like a reaper in the fields. A single outstretched leg is cut off clean, the one beside it gets three eyes sheered clean off of its blackened hairy face. They scream out and recoil, lifting their front legs and backing up. The girl lunges forward with a flick of her wrists.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck})

ID# 182938 results: Battle: 10, Major Critical vs. Silk Weaver #1 dealing 14x8=112 DMG and applying [BLD 12/2]
MOB: 9, Minor Critical vs. Celeste dealing 46-8=38 DMG

ID# 182939 results: Battle: 7+5=12, Hit vs. Silk Weaver #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
MOB: 7-1=6, Hit vs. Celeste dealing 45-8=37 DMG

Players:
Celeste | HP:208/300 | EN:18/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Silk Weaver #1 | HP:68/192 | DMG:45 [BLD 12/1]
Silk Weaver #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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The edge of her axe turns, as she shifts stances and drops the wedge shaped tool back in reverse. This one catches far more cleanly, plunging into the side of the one on her immediate right. A flash of green light, as it skitters through the first opening it like a can with a pull tab. That silk spider explodes immediately from the damage it had sustained, drawing it into the negative instantly. The other catches the head in its side, cutting two of its right legs off that jerk and twist as a reflex as they hit the soil. They disperse as Celeste ushers close and places her foot on the things eyes covering it. Like a ripcord the girl pulls back, tearing one more leg off in the process as she divides the thing with the twist. It expires, detonates, and disperses. Celeste had won the exchange, asserting her dominance in her bloodthirsty way.

Ordinal Cleave [x8], -12 EN (8 + 4 {2 Targets Struck})

ID# 182940 results: Battle: 8+5=13, Hit vs. Silk Weaver #1 dealing 12x8=96 DMG
ID# 182941 results: Battle: 3+5=8, Hit vs. Silk Weaver #2 dealing 12x8=96 DMG

Loot Rolls:
ID# 182942 results: Craft: 2, Loot: 15
ID# 182943 results: Craft: 2, Loot: 16

Players:
Celeste | HP:208/300 | EN:7/30 | DMG:12 | MIT:8 | EVA:1 | ACC:5 | BLD:12

Mobs:
Silk Weaver #1 | HP:68/192 | DMG:45 [BLD 12/1]
Silk Weaver #2 | HP:96/192 | DMG:45

Total Loot:
8064*Col
11*T2 Materials
T2 Perfect Weapon #182924a
T2 Rare Armor/Shield #182925a
T2 Rare Trinket #182933a
T2 Rare Trinket #182934a
T2 Rare Trinket #182942a
T2 Rare Consumable #182943a
T2 Rare Weapon #182943b

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [1/3], +10 HP

A spin of that gruesome weapon up to the sounds of a dwindling energy pool, it flashing an outline of green in heartbeat-like pulses from the left corner of her peripheral. The girl dismisses her tool, moving toward the breaking of the canopy above. A bit of that same string had caught to the back of her heel, it appeared that one was attempting to cacoon her from behind. A reach down and a pluck of that strand, she grabs a nearby stick and winds it up around it to keep it from her skin. "Damned things, thanks for the silk I guess." Celeste remarks finally clearing the coverage out of the darkness, back into the birth of the floor on the south side. There were a few players here, nothing major to note about them: wielding wooden shields and rather plain looking weapons and leather armor. They seemed drastically underprepared outside of numbers.

ID# 182944 results: Loot: 18, Success!
+1 T2 Materials Obtained

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste

[Celeste 1]

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OOC EN REGEN [2/3], +10 HP

Ignoring them as she did her best to ring around the forest back toward the primary settlement. Celeste was done here, she had enough coin lining her pockets to afford a room for another night. She was saving for a house but she wasn't about to buy some pathetic tiny little cot. The girl wanted something that would beguile those that looked upon it, not some run-down shack. A quick glance at her surroundings as she took them in one last time before clearing the gate made of makeshift rods and panels of wood. "Need some better defenses." Celeste quipped as she ushered past, moving through the littered and abustle town. Right through the crowd, she cuts, irritating some as she hops to the gate. Upon its platform, the girl mutters a few words and the whole thing builds a blue glow beneath her feet. It activates, sending a sudden flash of that same energy in a pillar and when it fades the girl was nowhere to be seen.

ID# 182945 results: Loot: 2, Failure!

Quest Complete: 
3*SP (1 Thread Closure, 1 Event Bonus, 1 Quest Reward)
8964*Col (400 Thread Closure, 8064 Dropped, 500 Quest Reward)
4*T1 Materials (Quest Reward)
12*T2 Materials (4 Gathered, 8 Dropped)
Antidote [T1/Uncommon/Potion] (Unused)
Venom Vial [T1/Unique/Potion] 10/4 DoT
T2 Perfect Weapon #182924a
T2 Rare Armor/Shield #182925a
T2 Rare Trinket #182933a
T2 Rare Trinket #182934a
T2 Rare Trinket #182942a
T2 Rare Consumable #182943a
T2 Rare Weapon #182943b

Edited February 15, 2021 by Celeste