[BR-F28] Paving the Way to Floor 29

[Ariel - The Crowned Lion 0]

She almost didn't make it, or as other would say.. she was fashionably late. Most of the task force was already here, so she simply walked around, waved at the few that recognized her and move on before any small talk could happened. She would have the notes gathered until now, about the following fight, in front of her in digital format. Her finger would slide to the side, from top to bottom then stopping at the latest party groupings that she'd be updated on. 

With her other hand she opened another window with her inventory and rummaged though the goodies bag that Zandra gave her at the meeting. Basic stuff, but welcomed in addition to what other feasts she saw lying around from her teammate. She took a sample of what she judged best for improve her stats. She let out a small sigh as, she was making the final check-ups, she noticed her trademark skill being disabled. Fortunately she was kinda expecting this and adjusted everything else accordingly.
 

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Ariel | HP: 1035/1035 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 29 | MIT: 0 | ACC:5 | AA  | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:57 | HB: 46 | REC: 3 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | TXC-V: 32 | LD:9 

Spoiler

Name: Ariel True Tier: 10
Level: 33
Paragon Level: 61
HP: 1035/1035
EN: 108/108

Stats:
Damage: 29
Mitigation: 0
Accuracy: 5
Evasion: 3
Battle Healing: 
Loot Die: 9
AA PHASEHB: 46
REC: 3
RISK: 8 FLN: 16 TXC-V: 32

Equipped Gear:

≪Nihilim’s Wrath#187490≫			≪Leonidas' Strength#151568≫			≪Gold Leaf Branch Hairpin#151884≫
T4: Absolute Acc. | Phase | Fallen | Fallen (Katana)			T4: Holy Blessing | Holy Blessing | Risky | Risky (Cloth)			T3: Accuracy | Accuracy | Recovery (Trinket)
A fang of the cursed dragon, Nihilim, fashioned into a weapon. Even from inside it's saya one can tell that this katana is cursed by the mortal-turned-god himself to pass through all defenses using shadow flames.			A blood red cape with a black inverted V design in the middle of the back, if worn as light armor; one of the trademark items worn by the Spartans that fought until the last man.			A hairpin fashioned in the shape of a leaf branch, coated in gold. Parts of the branches have tiny pearls tacked onto their ends. Very shiny and delicate, handle with care.

Familiar Skill:
  - 

Custom Skill:
  - Kaiso no Waza: Meikyo Shisui
Nightvision ON / Tracking off

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Battle Ready Inventory:      

Spoiler

5x ≪Crystal of the Blood Dragon Horde[Crystal]:
Mass HP recovery 10%
IDs# 223185-1 / 223185-2 / 223183 / 223183-1 / 223181

5x ≪Flash of Rejuvenation# [Crystal]≫    
Mass HP recovery 10%  
IDs# 144486 / 144486-1 / 144486-2 / 144486-3 / 144770 

2x ≪Teleport [Crystal]≫

3x ≪Glowstone≫

Housing Buffs:

•  Search IV -> V: "Skylight"
• +1 LD/SR/SD/Prosperity [1/1]: "Multipurpose"
• +15% XP-> Col [Laurel Wreath]: "Paragon lvl. 5"
• +1 LD to Looting: "Paragon lvl. 10"
• -1 EN [3/3]: "Well Rested"
• -25% DoT [1/1]: "Squeaky Clean"
• +20 HP OOC regen: "Relaxed" 
• +1 BRI slot: ≪Dimensional Backpack≫
• +1 BRI slot: "Item Stash"
• +10% EXP this thread: "Advanced Training

Guild Hall Buffs:

Scents of the Wild Totem:

Wedding Ring:                                                                                                  

 

1. Filled* ≪YAKITON TRAY | [#236027]≫ +3 DMG / -60 Mit
2. ≪MINI ECLAIR PLATTER | [#236025]≫ +2 EVA
3. ≪HONEYED CREAM PUFFS PLATTER | [#236026]≫ +2 ACC
4. ≪Potion of vicious Dragoon-Fang≫ +3 DMG
5. ≪Salve of the Poisonous Dragon≫ +32 TXV
    

• «SEA SALT ICE CREAM | [#236024] +3 LD
• «Filet of King» +15%HP

Edited October 23 by Ariel - The Crowned Lion

[Jomei 0]

Olive eyes turned their attention towards Cordelia, who was jogging over to where he stood with a small smile on her face. Returning the smile with a small wave of his hand, he confirmed what his teammate had thought. “Mmhm” he would hum with a nod, “Team Four. Glad to have another familiar face on the team.” As Cord and Arabelle introduced themselves to each other, the ginger would turn his attention once more as a head of green hair - with supporting red bandanna - walked by. “Aye, that’ll be me.” he would respond to Hirru’s query about him tanking with a slight bow. “We’ll see how well that goes.” added in jest.

A small nudge to his shoulder and a familiar voice in his ear, he felt a warmth bubble up inside until it expressed itself as a smile on the outside. "Gave me a fright there Less. Didn't think you were going to show. Wouldn't've blamed you, to be honest.." he would remark with a slight shift of his head to look at her. New armor and equipment that certainly looked the part, though the expression she wore on her face said otherwise. "You and me both." he mumbled in return. "Hey. If anyone can do this, its you." The gentle squeeze of his arm, just as reassuring to him as it was to her. They were a team, they made it through whatever this game had thrown at them so far, and they'd do it again. He spoke to her in a soft, low tone, only meant for her ears. "I'll keep you safe, I promise. And everyone else I guess.. Can't go playing favorites." he'd tease her with a wink. Jomei distracted himself from his thought, and the sudden silence, by adjusting his cloak. After mustering up some courage to speak again, he took in a breath.

"Hey, I-" “I’ll be right back.”  

"Oh, yeah sure. We'll talk later." Maybe that'd be better. He watched her wander off for a minute before bumping into another long lost face. Good, he came after all. Jomei would think to himself as he watched Baldur emerge from the tree line and approached Freyd. A tiny exhale of relief released through his nostrils. If he would catch the samurai’s attention, he would offer a smirk and nod of his head. Probably had plenty of preparing to do with the little time left they had. No need to distract him with conversation.

Jomei slowly looked over his comrades as they began to converge onto each other. Within the final moments before all hell broke loose, all last preparations being made, last conversations to be had. None of them knew what lurked in the darkness, but they all knew it would be the toughest thing they've had to face yet. "We've got this.." he said softly to himself, before his eyes would find his teammates. "We've got this." More from the chest, more confident. 

"I.. won't let you down." 

 Slowly, he would pull his rapier from its violin-scabbard-hybrid latched to his waist. The sound of metal scraping against the surface, joined by others who readied their weapons in tandem. Beads of sweat began to dampen the nape of his neck as his breathing began to pick up. Each inhale carrying with it the sickening smell of decay. He shook it off, he had to. For their sakes. Shifting his feet, he would place himself before his comrades - his friends, and ready a defensive stance.

**Will add any additional RP interactions tomorrow.

// Parry activated
- Vengeful Riposte - Justified Riposte

Final Stats: 

Jomei | HP: 1152/1152| EN: 134/134 | DMG:8 | MIT:169 | ACC:5 | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:7 | BH:63 | HB: 50 | VAMP-D: 127 | BLI: 32/-20 | LD:1 | DOTE (3/3) | Rested (2/2) | Clean  | Parry

Battle Ready Inventory:

• Mass HP Recovery Crystal x10
• Teleportation Crystal
• Scintillating Blade III
• Antidote x5

[Astralin 0]

                  Astralin was making her way over to the location of the boss room's door, hopefully not late, she was definitely running late. She would, however, be assaulted by the stench of death in the air as she arrived. now she suddenly wished she'd brought air freshener that was capable of working outdoors. An alchemical concoction would have solved this, but Astralin was still in training.

        First she ran over to Oscar, who'd set up some feasts for their team. They were kind of...unusual, Astralin would realize. The Blue Cow, the Giant Egg, the odd drink that tasted like oil- Wait, this actually is oil, what the heck? Astralin blinked, this was weird, she needed something to wash all this down with. Soon Katoka offered two items to Astralin and Morningstar. She applied the antidote and quickly downed the draft of keen edge. At least it left a better taste in Astralin's mouth than the cooking oil did. She then shook herself off, and looked to see Koga, who tossed her a pouch of Alchemical Crystals. She caught them and looked at them, and Koga told her not to worry about the cost. Astralin nodded her head and ran over to give him a quick, friendly hug. "Thank you sooo much for helping me out, I was in a real time crunch pickle! I'll do my best to keep everyone alive!" She said, trying not to be jumping up and down in her thankfulness.

    She then looked to her party members, then to the door that would soon be opened. A sense of dread washed over Astralin. Hopefully this was just pre-battle anxiety and not an omen of what was to come. She did her best to shake it off, she was in for it now, and so were everyone else in her party.

 

-Astralin accepts from Koga:

• <<Imugi's Inspiration>> |  Mass Healing Crystal x5

 

Astralin consumes:

Ointment of Cure-All(Antidote III)[Received from Katoka]

Draft of Keen Edge(DMG III)[Received from Katoka]

A Bottle of Cooking Oil(2 EVA)[Feast from Oscar]

Blue Cow(2 ACC)[Feast from Oscar]

[T4]The Big-Ass Egg(Protein 2[+2 DMG, -20 MIT])[Feast from Oscar]

 

Stats and Equipment:

Spoiler

Level: 33

Paragon Level: 11

Paragon Rewards:

Lv. 5 - Laurel Wreath (Earn Col equivalent to 15% of player’s EXP earned in thread)

Lv. 10 - +1 LD when Looting Chests or Monsters

 

Battle Stats:

HP: 740

Energy: 108(Base[88], Energist[20])

Base Damage: 23(MA Rank 5[7], CM: DMG[12], MA Ferocity[2], Athletics[1])

Mitigation: 20(Cloth Armor Rank 5)

Accuracy: 2(Amulet of Aknossoth)

Evasion: 3(Nebula Librae[2], Nimble[1])

Recovery: 4(Nebula Librae)

Loot Die: 1(Nimble)

Battle Healing: 14(Battle Healing Rank 2)

 

Additional conditions:

[None Yet]

 

Equipment:

[T4]Subzero Stormwind(Handwraps, Freeze, Static, Phase)[Equipped]

[T4]Nebula Librae(Cloth Armor, 2 EVA, 1 REC)[Equipped]

[T3]Amulet of Aknossoth(Jewelry, 2 ACC, 1 REC)[Equipped]

[T3]Glowing Embers(Handwraps, Burn)

 

Consumables:

Teleport Crystal x2

 

 

Skills:

Martial Arts Rank 5(30 SP)

Combat Mastery: Damage(13 SP)

Cloth Armor Rank 5(30 SP)

Quick Change(8 SP)

Energist(8 SP)

Battle Healing Rank 2(8 SP)

 

Shift(MA): TECH(10 SP)

 

 

Extra Skills:

First Aid Rank 5(30 SP)

 

 

Mods:

Athletics(4 SP)

Energize(5 SP)

Barrier(6 SP)

 

Addons:

Martial Arts Ferocity(6 SP)

Martial Arts Stamina(4 SP)

Nimble(6 SP)

Field Medic(6 SP)

 

Stat Block(Post-Buffs):

Spoiler

Astralin: HP 740/740 | EN 108/108 | 28 DMG | 4 ACC | 5 EVA | 4 REC | BH: 14 | T4 FRZ | T4 STC | Phase | 1 LD | Antidote 3/3 |

 

Edited October 23 by Astralin

[Zajcica 0]

The slam to the stone caught her attention just as she had finished her speech. And there was only just a split second of what idiot just fell from nowhere before she’d realized it was her idiot. “Cro?! What are you doing?! Trying to kill yourself before you even walk into the boos room?” She’ll rush over to make sure that he’s okay.

It had been quite a long time since the two had spoken with each other. When she was upset and depressed she preferred to deal with those emotions on her own, much to the dismay of her closest friends. Though she wondered if he had gotten her message not about her climbing Mt. Rabten. She would help him off the ground and to his feet quickly. “After the raid I’m going to treat everyone to a meal. So stay safe and let’s get this done. Then we’ll talk about what a terrible fiancée I am.” She’ll encourage him with a smile.

They weren’t in the same party but with her and the other tanks at the front there shouldn’t be a worry about people making it out alive. The frontlines weathered tough fights and today would be no different.

[Baldur 0]

"Really @Freyd, Thank you. You're a scholar and a gentleman." he glanced at the man's weapons after a good motivational speech. "Did you switch to the Katana? For some reason I thought I remembered you wielding a different weapon."

Before he could get an answer out of the man, he felt someone bump into him. He might have been able to tell who it was just from the smell, but the scent of death in this place hung thick. Still, the impending battle and awful smell did nothing to dampen his spirits.

Baldur couldn't help but let out a low laugh and put his arms around @Lessa, hugging her tightly. It felt good. He had missed this. Out of the entire tower of people, there was no one he knew better, knew longer, or trusted more than Lessa.

"I couldn't be anywhere else. Jomei sent me a message saying you guys might need one more, and that you were giving support a go. I couldn't let you do that alone."

 Baldur caught the eyes of the ginger tank, @Jomei, and gave him a firm not of acknowledgement and appreciation.

He lowered his gaze and met her eyes and smiled, the rough ocean grey turning to a calm sea blue.

Even if its only you and I in the end, I'm getting you out of this tower.

"This almost feels like a family reunion. Look at all these faces." He flashed her a smirk, "I dunno about your family reunions, but sometimes mine felt like I was walking into a battlefield I might not see the other side of."

He was trying to joke about it to release some stress. He had been in enough of these that he no longer got nervous about the idea of a fight. He would see what was going on inside, appraise the situation, and they would deal with it as they always had. Even when they had come close to Mac dying, he had been able to see it far enough in advance that they could deal with it. There would never be another Azide situation as long as he drew breath.

"Next thing you know Cal and Shield are going to turn up. And... is that Alkor? Even my apprentice, Cordelia is here." he cast a smile and a nod of approval as @Cordelia and some girl talked about swords. Did Cord say that her sword had pockets? he would have to ask about that.

There were more people he needed to acknowledge, but for now, he needed to make sure his closest friend was ready for the battle ahead.