[Sarum Combat Team] Confronting Stonehenge

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Based on this thread, the following people are to confront Stonehenge:

@dindeen, Capsule, Hirosame, @0x1dea, Kumori

Additionally, we would like to include:

Scoria and Tobin

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Stonehenge, the iconic monument itself, has been spotted to transform every day at sunset, into a grand titan of archaic technology.
At this same moment, the seemingly endless wave of golems would halt so long as the monster remained locked in battle.
The time has come to confront this final adversary in the capture of Sarum.

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The samurai Caerbannog had heard tales about a beast that appeared in the desolate lands of Sarum. Well, calling it a beast would have been a stretch for the creature, as the landers had said, seemed to have been built of archaic technology. And while the golems that ran rampant guarded the lands during the mornings, around dusk, it was that grand titan’s turn to come to life. Naturally, Caer wanted to punch its face in. I mean, who wouldn’t? “Titan” is the most annoying primal in Eorzea, so- wait, that’s a different game. “Stonehenge!” the wolf-hair mentally screamed, and with all her might to, at her allies through a telepathic call, “Let’s break his legs!” Those who were called into battle included Aeryn’s lolicon guild leader, an energetic monk, Glasses-kun the guardian, a fiery redhead who liked books and had a pink tentacled beast plushie, The Ice Bitch, and lastly... The Token Dwarf of the Fellowship. It was around sunset so Caerbannog probably did not wake them up from a much-needed peaceful sleep, or bother them just as they were getting out of the shower. Perhaps it was bad timing though since it was almost the hour for dinner, but Caer wants to break Stonehenge’s legs. Armed with her arms and her shiny new Nottulfr which was pretty much enchanted with every scroll that the samurai was able to amass from all her adventurers, and particularly with a certain scroll from the pretty Maya-chwan; Caerbannog walked up to a few meters away from the ditch which surrounded Stonehenge. There, she waited for sunset which was supposedly the time when the titan would come to life. Just for good measure, and because she did not have to worry about speed penalties anyway because she was a blacksmith, Caerbannog equipped her dark full plate great samurai armor Niddhoggr. From head to toe, the samurai was plain black and even her face was hidden away. On her side, there was her nagamaki under one arm and Notthoggr around the other, and in her quick swap slot there was the great hammer Nottbjorn. While normally she would have her bow at the ready, the samurai thought it very appropriate to try to hit stone with hammer. Seen from a distance against the sunset, she looked like a very serious little warrior but inside her helmet and face mask, Caerbannog grinned from ear to ear. It was almost time... almost time to break Stonehenge’s legs!

[Capsule]

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Today, Capsule found herself out in the Marshlands, collecting frog legs, of all things. Or toads. Whatever. The end result would be the same, unless the old Lander who had made the request could tell the difference between a frog and toad, taste wise. It would not be surprising if he did. The Enchanter was not armed with a kukri, staff or grimoire for once. Instead, she wielded some odd stick with three prods on the end. It was like toting about a really shitty trident.

A frog hopped by, and Capsule drove the prodded end into its little body. The frog croaked out in alarm as it was lifted into the air, and made a futile attempt to escape as it was stuffed into the burlap sack she was carrying. More croaks came from within the sack, which Capsule slung over her shoulder. There was a mixture of frogs, toads, and one Poison Blowfrog, an accidental grab and nasty surprise for the Lander.

It was late in the afternoon, an hour or so before most people ate dinner. Capsule would likely be eating a little later today, since it would take some time to get home and then decide on what to eat. She damn sure was not going to stick around for frog legs, either. Perhaps she would request a salad or something equally as light. Helping a farmer butcher some cow and pigs earlier had sort of spoiled her appetite for meat today.

She was chasing one slippery little motherglubber, as Meenah would say, when a bit of mental interference stopped her dead in her tracks. It was, of course, Caerbannog. Capsule blinked as the brief and loud message - more like command. What was this about Sarum and Stonehenge? She looked down at her frogging tool and bag. Well, it wasn't like she had anything better to do right now. Plus, she would finish this quest as soon as she caught one more frog.

There was a loud SMACK as the frog was sent flying through the air, presumably punched by her spunky Sahaugin Brute "buddy," Meenah. Capsule had permitted the fish person to run around in the swamp for a bit, and her enthusiasm was off the charts. She was still grinning and laughing when Capsule desummoned her. The frog, which turned out to be dazed and not dead, was added with the rest.

Capsule trundled back to the Lander's shack as fast as she could go through the muddy landscape, lightly bouncing the sack on her back. The short, emaciated man that greeted her at the door gave her a wide, toothless grin, and snatched the bag out of her hands, gibbering excitably as he scooped out a frog and turned it about in his hands. How he planned to eat the things, she did not know; unless he had a few remaining teeth or was going to make the legs incredibly tender, he would have a hard time with it.

With the completion of the quest came a few bits of gold, a little more exp, and… ew… her own pair of raw frog legs. Capsule would save those for Meenah. She liked eating gross things. The frog stick was tossed to the side before she could forget that she was carrying it, and while making her trek out of the swamp, Capsule cleaned her hands on a rag she had in her inventory just for that purpose. Afterwards, she paused just outside of the mud city, and cleaned up some of the mood that stained her boots and bits of her armor. She then applied her Goat-kun mask and affixed the squid plushie around her shoulders. It might throw someone off at first glance, but hey, it was close to dark, making it the perfect occasion. Nothing to see here, folks - just an Enchanter in a spooky demonic ghost mask.

There were allegedly buff goat men residing in Windsor Castle, if the few people she had talked to who ventured into it could be believed, anyway. Some of them were just bragging about their adventures to anyone who would listen, though the Landers who knew of the castle were more reliable, even if their belief was just a result of superstitions passed down from generations. Maybe one day she would invade that castle, and recruit a goat man (or were they goat butlers?) to be her goat servant. It would be like living in that one visual novel, minus the surplus of witches and murder mysteries.

She was unsure of how long it took her to reach Sarum, but the sun was still (barely) out, so maybe not that long? Travel in a game was usually not as extensive as the real world, which made a heck of a lot of difference. The time likely would have gone by faster if she just used Dobby - Capsule slapped a palm to her face. Why hadn't she thought of that before? The golem was rather speedy for such a large creature. He could cover more ground than she.

The earth lightly shook as the golem sprang free and reared up before her. Capsule whistled and directed him to turn around and stoop down so that she could climb onto his back, and once that was done, she ordered him to head towards Stonehenge. The golem automatically lunged in the right direction without Capsule's help, courtesy of his knowledge of the area. Several Adventurers jumped out of the way when the speedy Golem Sentinel charged by, and one of them even attempted to swing at him. Said Adventurer was toppled over by a swift kick of Capsule's boot. Goodbye, run of the mill Swashbuckler.

Moments later, the golem came to a dead stop, just mere inches away from Caerbannog. The fun sized Samurai was dressed all in black, and even her face was obscured from all to see. Capsule contemplated removing her mask, but chose to nod down at Caer instead. The pink squid plush around her shoulders should be enough to make her familiar.

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[Tobin]

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"Fa fecks sake Caer! Don't force ya voice inside me! Ya ta reason I put voice filters in mah head!"

The Dwarf flinched painfully as he shook the ringing of hyperactive girl out of his head from where he sat cross legged upon the hard, unyielding ground. The Dwarf out of the assembled party was clearly the runt of the litter at level 59, there hadn't been a time previously for a name to be earned. Yet he had been drawn into this final, deciding conflict of the highlands of Sarum by his guild mates assembled today. Perhaps they saw the potential in him to really assist in winning this battle, though more likely Tobin expected that Caer simply wanted something to throw at the creature and to stand taller then someone today. A loud sigh escaped the stocky midgets lips as he rose to his feet. A bottle of bailies was drawn from a deep pocket and held up to the falling sun, he smiled as it appeared as a deep mucky brown orb in the crimson/pink sky.

-With friends like this, I guess I can cross off any chances to making it to the end of this day. I guess I can drink to that.-

With that he necked the bottle, his throat and mouth tingled with the rich potency of the drink and within twelve seconds the brown nectar had stopped flowing down his throat. For a moment bottle was flipped between his broad hands before he pocketed it, after all, perhaps this humble bottle would become a great artefact for the humble landers? In any case the dwarf felt the posion hit his stomach and already he could feel the sensation of a greater joy touch his heart. Already that idea of fame being a warm reassurance in what would be a chilled night. Yet it didn't dim his senses as he flicked his wrist and summoned his Iron Gerald and settled down on it's back, due to -drunken monkey- every fibre of his being tingled with sensitivity, though to those unaware of that fact he looked curiously docile, and hammered.

For this battle the dwarf had equipped with a pair of simple, yet crude weapon in the form of carbon black level 40 gauntlets, entitled "The Unambiguous" for short. The Dwarf life each of them up as he traced the purple lines in its design with his uneven eyes before he gave a chuckle clenched his fists to examine the spikes that protruded from the back palms, it was a simple reminder that though they threw him, perhaps there was somewhere in his guildies hearts that appreciated the little fellow? At least, that’s how he would justify the abuse to himself.

"I luv ya guys.-" There was a momentary pause as took pressence of the arrive of Capsule and gave a nod with his berryh eyed gaze and a not so witty smile. "Howdeh Tablet, long time nu sea, ehhh? -hic- Ya ride wins."


(OOC sorry this post is really terrible. But this has been my third intro this week. I am just making tis a quickie.)

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HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - Midnight's Edge (2H) W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Magic Light - Words: 540 Tags: @dindeen Kumori Capsule Tobin Notes: Rabblerousing.

Oxford fell over in the Windsor woods as he heard the vertically challenged Samurai belt out the call of her people to rally at Stonehenge. If Ox hadn’t expended so much energy swinging around his new two-handed blade, he would’ve been there by now. But no, the guardian had no self-control when swinging around a 5-ft piece of shining, dark-blue steel. Plus, the added light trail behind it whenever it was swung was pretty mesmerizing as well, so half of the night was spent playing Jedi Knight, mowing down whatever mobs crossed his path as he made lightsaber swooshing effects. Every now and then, he’d summon a Magic Light, pretending he had the force as he guided it along. Omo jumped at it every chance he got, always looking slightly confused when he couldn’t grab hold of the magical orb. The invading invitation was enough for Ox to drop his sword, clamping his hands over his ears as if that would somehow dampen the loud, persistent voice in his head. “Criminy, is there no volume control for telepathy? You would think that would be an added feature!” Once the verbal siege had ended, Oxford shielded his sword and whistled for Omo to move back to his original perch on his shoulder. He folded his arms behind his head as he walked. A loud yawn escaped his mouth as he slowly but surely made his way towards Stonehenge. As usual, Caer was waiting for everyone to show up, accompanied by the red-headed enchanter and the pocket-sized monk who was great at parties. Each of them was already geared up, so Ox replied in kind by drawing out his two-handed blade, Midnight’s Edge. Being too tired to carry it normally, the guardian dragged it behind him, the clanking of metal on dirt and rocks enough to let everyone know someone was coming. Once he reached the other three adventurers, Ox stabbed the magnificent blade in the ground, leaning on it as he waited with the others for the final members to show up. “G’morning. Oh, and Caer, if you scream that loud over telepathy, you’re going to give someone a minor case of serious brain damage.” Ox let out another yawn, wondering if the reason why he was so tired was because he keeps staying up all night doing who knows what, or if he’s been plagued with an acute sense of narcolepsy. Maybe both. Desperate to occupy himself with something other than falling asleep, Ox summoned up another Magic Light for Omo to chase around. Luckily, it uses enough mana to keep him awake, but not too much to where it would sap his MP down next to nothing. Whenever the light disappeared, the guardian would summon up another one. You would think that the weasel would have learned by now that his owner was the one controlling the orb, but that’s probably what made it fun for him. Once Omo had enough, he climbed back up onto his master’s shoulder, curling himself around Ox’s neck like some sort of living travel pillow. Oxford let out a small chuckle as he scratched the sleeping weasel’s head, wishing that he could find a nice spot to curl up and fall asleep in.

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[Hirosame]

A soft snoring sound had escaped Hiro's mouth, with Saeko curled up next to him. Hiro was enjoying a wonderful dream of magic and adventure, since today was one of his only days where he got to sleep in. Really late. Since it was already the time it was, it was surprising for almost anybody to even be asleep by this point. But, a little bird that shouted in his ear decided to make sure he the neep got up. Caer's loud voice rang in his ears, and jolted him awake, where afterwards he proceeded to fall flat on his face after having been literally shaken awake. Saeko, with a worried look, climbed over to the other side of the bed, to look at Hiro. When she saw he was fine, and he explained everything to her, she rolled back over and went back to sleep. Hiro proceeded to get ready for the day ahead, and put on his cloth armor. He decided to leave his vanity clothing behind, since it would only get dirty. Less to clean later. Better for him in the long run. Hiro lazily stepped out into the world, leaving Saeko sleeping behind him. He proceeded to ride his skateboard through the town.

A hand went over his mouth, as he yawned. Bobbing and weaving through the people wasn't even much of a challenge for him anymore by this point. For now, he'd grab a hot drink, maybe some food, then head over to where he was to meet the half-sized Samurai who had so kindly woken him up with a scream reminiscent of a banshee. Sure, she was probably charged right the hell up due to being able to fight the Stonehenge monster, but it was probably still something not worth getting so riled up over. Hiro managed to pick up a corn dog from a street vendor, and finished it off quite quickly. He kept the stick in his mouth, and chewed it a bit. He took the stick out, pumped his leg to move the skateboard faster, and took a swig of the soda he picked up from the same vendor. Yeah, it wasn't a hot drink, but it was a drink that would wake him up either way. This was one of those non-stat-boosting sodas, in case one was confused. He just grabbed it because it was cheap, tasted good, and helped keep him awake. He always loved carbonation, and how it tingled his tongue.

Soon enough, he reached the end of the city, but the sidewalks had been expanded to fit in the newer areas, such as the road leading to the Sarum frontier camp. This helped the horses get from point A to point B much quicker, if point B was the frontier camp. From there, he hopped off his skateboard, returned it to his inventory, and started to move to the location on foot. If it was Caer inviting people out, there was sure to be at least 4 people there by the time he arrived. He warded off another yawn, taking another drink from the soda, and just kept making his way there. He had his other hand placed in his coat pocket, while the other carried the drink. To others from afar, it would look like he was some kid heading to high school on a "dress down" day, where the students wouldn't wear their uniforms, and instead wear whatever the hell they wanted. Either that, or a workman's hat, and he'd look like a construction worker making his way to the construction site, ready for a day of much lifting and such exhaustion. However, the latter was probably a lot closer to the truth than most would think.

Soon enough, he saw the monument, and the Golem Sentinels that were usually gathered around the site were already gone. Looks like he hadn't been the first one on site for something, too, as a small gathering of people were just a little ways ahead of him. He walked closer to them, taking another swig of his drink, and observed the people there. Caer looked more like a ninja than a Samurai at this point, covered from head to toe in black. Capsule seemed to be just her usual self, save for the mask covering her face. Tobin was drunk, which seemed oddly fitting for the dwarf. Oxford, who Hiro hadn't seen in quite a while now, also seemed to be kind of bothered by Caer's summoning for them to fight Stonehenge. Not really the fact that she did, but more about her methods. It was a bit unorthodox, but it did the job. It could have been handled better, though. "Hey." Was all he said as he approached. He lacked the energy to do otherwise. Especially since Stonehenge didn't spawn unti- Oh for neep's sake. Hiro walked over to a nearby column, and used his ability Battering Ram to break it in half, and laid the broken part down on its side. He sat down, and glared at Caer. "You do realize what you're making us do, right?"

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((OOC: There was a note here, but it has been taken care of.))

[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 77 :: Assassin Armor: Sharkskin with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 Other: Something
WC: 567	Tags: ?	Skills: Skill name

Did someone think of titan? The thought of the large earth-like primal in the depths of Eorzea had come to mind only to remind him of the horrors that was Titan. It was almost as bad as Rammuh because of the terrible people from Tonberry, but maybe the writer is digressing a bit too much. The hatred of giant golems and their ilk was oozing out of the metaphorical sweat glands of hate.

So Kumori was simply cooped up in his office doing guild work. They were in preparations to buy the Abbey. It would cost them a handsome sum of money… and what was the guild leader doing? He was sorting finances and the sort, making sure that they had enough gold to pay full in cash (because they had no need of a 10% interest loan) and after seeing so, a message came from his… friend(?)/ girlfriend(?)/ wife(?). Did she always have to yell so loud? Why did small people who don’t speak a lot yell really loud? There were fumes coming from his ears as he was slightly annoyed.

Was this before or after Kumori and Caerbannog got married? Who knows? All the writer knows is that the group was going to do a long awaited event that should’ve happened months ago. He had been waiting for a while for this to happen. Why was it stalled? Apparently a memo wasn’t issued. After leaving the guild house and catching up with Kyuu, he followed the chibi samurai to Stonehenge. Several of them had been here before… namely the guardian, the druid (who didn’t really heal all that well), Caerbannog, and himself. While this was the core group to be placed in other people’s bodies, they were here to finish up Sarum and allow for the city to be constructed.

As the rest of the players arrived, the assassin nodded to each of them. He stood and waved to all of them. “Hey everyone… I don’t think there will be need of too much strategy… but we’ll structure it like this. @0x1dea, you will be taking the main tank position. You should have the highest defense of all. @dindeen will be the Off-tank for this mission. Because we have two monks, and you two have the highest dps of all the tanks, you two will be switched over to the DPS role. Tobin, Hirosame, do your best not to draw any aggro. The druid isn’t here yet, so no healer… keep your pots ready. Capsule… I’d like to ask you to be our strategist again… it seems that we pair up often, and since you’re the only enchanter, you can tell us where to be and where to dodge. I’ll be counting on you. Any objections? If not, we can try to see if this thing will come up or if we can make it pop up one way or another. Either way, I’m antsy to get this started and to kill this thing… whatever it is,” he said to the group. He waited for any objections and suggestions, and then he removed both his weapons from their sheathes.

Well, Ryuu was taking the lead again, or at least semi-trying to. He felt it was necessary to at least name each person’s roles. Even though it was likely that everything were to fall to crap, it was still good to have some type of organization.

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As she stood there waiting for Stonehenge to reveal itself around sunset, just as the landers and other adventurers had told her, Caerbannog tapped a finger impatiently on the butt of her nagamaki. She breathed calmly into her armor’s mask, and though already she was feeling the heat and weight of her heavy Niddhoggr, the samurai merely toggled on her blacksmith skill Heatsink to increase her tolerance a bit. A reduction of 10% damage from fire-based attacks... she could probably use it to face a dragon or something. Was Stonehenge an archaic-tech stone dragon? It would have been cool if he was. One by one, the wolf-hair’s allies appeared. Capsule was the first to arrive, and on her golem no less. The enchanter’s face was covered but the pink tentacled plushie was a dead give-away. Who else in Elder Tale would walk around proudly on a golem with a pink plushie? Only Capsule. And then the Dwarf arrived. There was not much to be said; his description would have been as short as his height. Caerbannog nodded to both, first to Capsule who despite being rather reserved at times was a lady that the samurai looked up to. Literally and figuratively. As for the Dwarf, he was a handy weapon and had been of good use when the samurai went after the enemic buster Hyzenthlay. Okay, maybe he was not half-bad either. Maybe. The guardian @0x1dea and his weasel walked into the scene soon after, with the former seemingly confused at the time of day. It was sunset, not sunrise. Caerbannog put up a hand to wave at him; she couldn’t really speak through her mask, or did he want her to scream into his head again? Probably not. The last one to arrive was the monk Hirosame who seemed to be in a bad mood. Did Caerbannog interrupt something important? Was he having funtimes by himself? Or... nah, can’t be. The wolf-hair raised the other hand, the one with the iron chain, to wave at him and the chain clinked a bit. She then realized that both her hands were raised and it looked awkward, so she stopped waving and turned to Stonehenge as the sun began to vanish beneath the horizon. And then the last, last one arrived. It was not Scoria and his daughter Kaguya, but the samurai’s dear lolicon friend and future-husband Kumori who was also a part-time stalker; and part-time tailor... and full-time guild leader. He did what any guild leader would do: barked out orders and then asked people for input afterwards. While it was annoying reading through a small wall of text, understandably he just wanted to get the ball rolling. Through her mask, Caerbannog squinted at the assassin. Did he not learn anything from the Maya-chwan fight? As if plans work. They would end up winging it again. When the assassin asked if there were any objections, Caer glanced at the Dwarf. She wanted to throw him at Kumori but that was a move best reserved later. Any objections would have to be stated on the go for they were quickly losing sunlight, and to make sure that no one would be hit by any one-target OHKO skills, Caerbannog would dash towards the Stonehenge beast as soon as it appear. With her usual animation of flipping the bird at her target, Caer would use Samurai’s Challenge at their opponent. It would give the guardian one full turn to build the target’s Hate upon himself, and the others could get into position. Oh, and to allow the Dwarf an aerial view and a quick entrance into the fight, Caerbannog would grab him by an arm, spin him around once and let him fly off to Stonehenge’s face. With Samurai’s Challenge active, the Dwarf would not be able to grab Hate yet anyway and so he won’t get directly attacked... not unless he got in the way of a Hyper Beam or something.
OOC: I summon Data Holder and advise the rest of the party to hold off from posting until DH posts.

[Data Holder]

STONEHENGE

Level 40 Field Boss

Every sentient creature had a personality all its own. While they manifested that personality in different ways and different styles, it wasn't incorrect to say that a sentient beast was no less complex than any NPC. Mayahuel had been the Super Sentai Magical Girl. Ammut, a refined dean with a doctorate. What was Stonehenge? An old stone beast from long forgotten days, the creature rose up. It had heard the rumblings in the earth, but this creature was undefeated, and undefeated it might remain. As the light faded from the earth, the old creature awoke from its slumber to find the worst thing. There were whippersnappers on his lawn.

Ah, yes. Stonehenge was not a young girl, nor a refined professor, but rather a ratchety old man. The creature picked itself together and wobbled, here and there, its limbs spinning and rotating as it scraped rock against rock as its manner of speaking. Get off my lawn, it cried. Get. Off. My. Lawn. As far as old men went, though, Stonehenge did actually have some company. Children of a sort, it pounded the ground with its oversized foot, leaving a few golems to rise. Magicked Ruin Golems, specifically, three of them at Level 30. Far beyond the norm for your average golem, but when you assault the venerable old lord of the area, a few surprises are always in store. Sentient though it might have been, it could not entirely ignore the Samurai's challenge. Such a small creature against the 12 meter tall titan though... Stonehenge slammed its left arm, a whirling magitech construct, straight into the ground ahead of Caerbannog. A moment later, it ripped the very earth up from underneath the players, pulling up about 3 meters of earth underneath Caerbannog and flinging it away. The Magicked Ruin Golems, not targeted by Samurai's Challenge, went after Capsule and Tobin. Tobin might have been able to land on Stonehenge itself, had the drunk behemoth not been swaying and swaggering in between its rather quick displays of speed. Low leveled in comparison to the adventurers, perhaps, but a field boss is a field boss.

OOC: Please confirm your levels at the time of this raid for me, please.

[Tobin]

(OOC: Oh sod it, the Dwarf will be at level 55 for this. FULLLLLL POWER!

Summery: Dwarf drunken rambles, casts a bunch of buffs, oblivates an eye with a throw assisted battering ram followed by bullet punch. He then tried to take the creatures legs from under it by targeting acupuncture points, but doesn't totally succeed. His right hand was damaged from the initial assault, thus he will have to drunk some more to recover it. As of current he is clinging to stonehenge and has called out for someone to strike out at the support above him.

Though I suggested that the socket was heavily damanged, it doesn't necessarily have to be. Just at the very least it will be in immense, distracting pain.

Also, I drink 4 appletini. This is dwarfs GO juice.)

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The other adventurers didn't arrive long after had started drinking, the immense, broad figure of Oxford arrived with his pet and his beautiful glowing ball. The vaguely familiar Red-headed monk arrived not soon after, though due to the principles of string theory he had yet to reach the end of that particular thread, to each he greeted with a nod of his head and a docile thumbs up. In his happy place, few things could bother the Dwarf since soon enough he would be distinctively less happy, though Hiro;s complain about fighting the boss made the squat raise a eyebrow as he rose up to sit, hunched forward on noble boars back. The creature looked up and gave a grumble, the closest thing it could muster to sigh.

"For rutting sake, not again."

"Let, meh tell ya wha' we, ar' gonna do, stoneh ovar thur' is gonna get up-" The Dwarf rolled off the boar arruptly forward over Geralds head, only land in a hand stand and and flipped over to land on his feet. If anything, the dwarf seemed more agile, the more hamemered he got. Before he streighted up and clapped a hand on his bicep as he made a obscure arm pumping geaasture in the general direction of the ancient creature. "'N' we 're gonna go ovar thur and shove our collective fists, -hic- RIGHT UP HIS- Wait, golems, evan hav' tat?" the dwarf gave a glance around at the assembled part with a blurry eyed stare, before a shrug dispelled the silence. "in aneh case, we beat et, we get drunk -hic- more drunk, Sheffield is liberated, we gut fam-hic-ous, Kumori can raid a dungion 'n' I'll probableh find Caer sleepin' on a road somewher' latur, something, PROFIT! WAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Ya want drunk? I gotta soam moonshine fa', tha' shoopuff king son."

Yes, the Dwarf's rambling speech was hardly the most reassuring thing ever and in all honesty it was entirely clear whether the dwarf had even attempted answering the question, there was probably about four or five bottles discarded around the Swagtusk at this point. In any case Kumori, his glorious guild leader would show up and once again, the Dwarf felt his eyes drift away from the party as he eyed up the formation of stones that once. Whenever Kumori spoke about tactics, his mind drifted off. By now Tobin was quite aware of what he was good at. He was a burst damage monk with low mana stamina, but hard to put down.

"oaf tank isn't a parteh role, tis a side job ya beautiful..." There was blank moment as the dwarf stared on at Kumori, the stones of the hedge seemed to rumble together, before he finally made his mind up on what to call him, his expression a stern frown, yet his speech barely conherent. "Strawberreih. Beside, wha' ya be duing durin' all tis? Because if ya be makin' oot width Caer instead oaf fightin', lik' ta time with ta slime 'n' claimin'g mah gloreh afterw-"

The dwarf's rambling bramble was cut shoot as the rumbling the colossus reanimated itself within the field, due from the absence of description his blurry eyes could be deceived, though what was apparent was that the huge creature glowed with green runes, and was stained red with the last rays of the dying sun. The dwarf gave a gentle sigh as he extended his arm out toward Caer as he met her eyes, a brief, knowing wink of his fate. "Times up, let’s do this, TOBINNN-" and with that the dwarf was grasped and cast off into the air with a mighty throw, sailing past the mighty arm that had thundered down towards the armour clad Samurai. Intentional or not, the dwarf had an opening to make a direct run against the creature.

-Alright, guess playtimes over. Don't produce too much aggro? Not possible Kumori.-

As was the apparent fashion in a recent movie of late, it seemed a good idea to reintroduce a obscure song from the 1970's. The dwarf started -Detox- kicked back in as the head cloud lifted, -Acupuncture-, -Iron Body- and -Heated combat- was activated as he flew through the air towards the golems face, as it jerked erratically to the side the dwarf extended his left arm hand out toward the creature and gripped it's face with -Magnet grip-, with the force guided the dwarf into his target as he drew his right fist back and clenched it as an aura of force gathered around his fist. Kumori's advice wasn't applicable for this situation, as Tobin was going to hit it precisely where it hurt.

"GAHHH You want mah off ya larn?"

A loud bellow accompanied the roaring torpedo as the dwarf connected full on as he delivered a brutal -battering ram- directly into one of the green voids that passed for an eye socket, the stone in the immediate areas shattered on impact under the combined strength of the throw and his gauntleted fist. Though his right fist ached, this had the effect of softening the dwarfs landing as shards bounced off the dwarfs stiffened body. As he shook his head he unleashed a fury -bullet punch-, already the dwarf supercharged off adrenalin as he unleashed his full fury on the socket, oblivirating the weak spot with a barrage of blazing red punches as his right fist screamed out in blazing pain.

"Then fall and re-join the earth!"

With that the stocky biped rolled away backwards from its face, avoiding the return flail of the giant stone as the dwarf used his ki to bob and weave through the complex structure of rotating stone beams, his raked arm raked against the creature to slow the rapid descent. Great burst damage had been delta, but as his purple eyes scanned, he found a bright shining acupuncture point's located at the joint of several of its limbs. It needed immense, complex green runes at the place where it was weakest. With a grunt he dug his gauntlet into the stone wall before he sprang off delivered a blazing -wyvern kick- to the spot, the limb buckled under it's immense weight. The Dwarf bounded off the limb with a jump then the stocky tumbled in the air, his left arm flashed out as he delivered a zoom attack that cracked against the 'calf' forcefully, missing the joint in his haste.

-Shit, I missed.-

The dwarf pulled himself onto the calf as the creature trembled above him. With a firm grip he dug into the crack as the -heated combat- finally faded. The creature above him shifted it's entire weight onto the joint, though as the dwarf attempted to climb up the frame, he found his right hand wouldn't respond as instead he only received pain, fractured in several places from the initial attack. Thus the dwarf clung to the crimson stained stone like a particular unpleasant rash, intending to spend a couple of seconds to recover enough to continue the attack on the titan.

"Hiro, strike ta area abov' me! It's our chance ta topple him!"

As for the boar, since the Dwarf had gotten off his back it hadn't moved an inch. With great ;oyalty and persistence it watched his master soar though the air, before it glanced at the other adventures as it was flung off with the land. Unfortunately being significantly weaker than the adventurers he hadn't the reflexes to cope with the land being ripped from under him, though he would land quite some distance away, shaken, but not stirred.

"Not wasting my life for this midget"

(Hopefully I done a good job of being a nice distraction!

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@dindeen, Hirosame, Kumori, @0x1dea & Tobin

A soft, rumbling voice from somewhere to the side sounded. Capsule turned her head to seek out the source of this racket, and found herself gazing at Tobin the dwarf. Por que, why was he drinking now? She knew that Brewers could not get drunk, but drinking before the start of a battle was just unprofessional. What if he got silly and sillier as the time went by? Behind her mask, Capsule frowned in disapproval. So they had a tiny Samurai, a slightly taller and nearly inebriated Monk, and approaching Guardian with an adorable little mammal perched on his shoulder. Was she missing someone?

She waved a hand at Ox, unable to actually say anything that wouldn't come out muffled with this mask. There were little slits in the nose of the mask, but not a mouthpiece, which would have been lovely. It was basically not ideal to wear it if she expected to be talking a lot (not that she ever did to begin with, but you know - there was a loud sound as a column was violated by a grumpy redhead. She arched an eyebrow at the younger red from behind her mask. He clearly wasn't used to Caer's method of summoning, but it wasn't like he was forced to attend. He could have stayed home.

The last person to show up was… Wait. Had Kumori been here the whole time? And why was he wearing a wetsuit under a cloak? Capsule had failed to take notice of him beforehand, though now that she did, she had to wonder why. Maybe it had something to do with his Assassin class - master of shadows and all that good stuff? Or was he just not very noticeable to begin with? Then again, she was wearing a mask. Her peripheral vision always got screwy when that happened. Since they were about to fight some boss or something, Capsule took a moment to take off her mask, and then collected the longer strands of her hair to pull back into a ponytail. Safety first, kids! You never knew what you were going to run into.

With her mask gone, Capsule gained a better view of the field in general. Before, she had only seen Stonehenge in small pictures on the web or in history books. It, despite being replicated in a fictional world, was far more impressive up close and personal. While she was examining her surroundings in a new light, Kumori began giving out orders to every member of the party. Scoria was called, too? She honestly wasn't sure how much help he would have been - he was kind of trolly for a healer. Perhaps someone else had been called on, instead?

When it was her turn, Capsule slightly tilted her head to the left, a frown forming on her face. ”I have no idea what we're fighting or what skills it uses, so I'll have to see what it throws at us before I start directing people.” She needed to discover the boss's pattern, in other words. It also seemed a little too farfetched for the boss to literally be Stonehenge. Was that what it was advertised as back in… er… Capsule scratched her head in confusion. It felt like she was missing something, like a good chunk of her memory in regards to a certain event in Sarum. Oh well.

Tobin had his own… could she call those objections? He was so drunk that his accent had grown thicker, making it harder to understand him. ”…I'm not sure Tobin will be able to avoid drawing aggro.” It was simply amazing that he could keep up his balance and not fall on his head with that little flip off of his boar. Brewers and dwarves alike were a bunch of weirdos. ”I think Tobin might be our first casualty.” The battle hadn't even started yet, and already she could tell that things were going to go horribly wrong.

Sure enough, after Caer had given her Samurai's Challenge, the sky darkened and the ground beneath their feet rumbled as the stones of Stonehenge formed together, into one huge ass golem. Of course it was a golem! Why did she think it wouldn't be? Capsule almost fell off as she attempted to crane her head back to get a good look at the monster. Dobby, her Golem Sentinel, grunted and mashed his large, heavy fists together. He had spotted the trio of Magicked Ruin Golems, and was getting all kinds of territorial up in this bitch. They were level thirty, though, so she ordered him to stay put. They had ten whole levels on him, and all together they could obliterate her tamed golem butler.

What followed next left Capsule with very little time to react, for aside sounding like some crotchety old man, Stonehenge tore up the ground by dropping one heavy, massive fist near Caerbannog. Capsule yelped and stumbled backwards, barely saving herself from falling by looping one leg over Dobby's shoulder, the other around his waist, and locked her hands around his rocky neck. Clumps of dirt and grass showered her dangling body. She yelped again - louder this time - as Dobby almost bounced in place. In fact, the only thing keeping her from sling shotting into the air was her golem, but there was also the horrific possibility of him falling down on and pinning her to the ground.

She dropped to the ground and rolled out of Dobby's way, and was propping herself up on her hands when she noticed the Magicked Ruin Golems headed straight towards her. That would not do at all. She thought of commanding Dobby to do… something. She was unsure of how he could actually help her without being overwhelmed himself, so she did the next best thing: desummoned Dobby, and called forth Meenah instead. The ghetto speaking and aggressive fish monster opened her mouth to fire off some smart ass remark, and shut it just as fast. For once, Meenah was speechless - for all of two seconds. «Yo. Capsule. What the glub is goin' on. Who are all the guppies. And why is the coral-»

«Meenah! Clam up and use Water Jet on the ground! Now!»

«…On the ground? There ain't no rock lobsters sailin' on at a us from the ground, yo. But if that's what ya want-»

«YES!»

With a little shrug of her shoulders, the tall Sahaugin Brute leaned forward and unleashed a jet of water onto the ground before Capsule. Meenah did this as many times as possible before she was urged back behind her. The Sahaugin crouched behind Capsule, teeth bared and a water based trident out in her hands. «Gonna jab one of those suckas with my shiny jam if they get too close. I gotchu, gill.»

With that little reassurance aside, Capsule equipped herself with her new staff - the Sanguine Rose. It was a weird weapon, but it worked… she thought so, anyway. This was the first time she would actually be using it. The first thing she did was to summon a Magic Light to shine some light on the situation. She normally would have used Keen Edge first, but the rude and impatient golem had ruined that for her. So, for now, she threw up an Astral Wall, just behind the muddy puddle of water. If all went as intended, the golems would slip and fall or at least get stuck in the mud. With her Jack Frost Charm equipped, the duration of the wall would last fourteen seconds, four seconds longer than its default. The golems were too low levelled to break it down, which bought her a bit of time.

Shaking like a leaf behind her temporary barrier, Capsule casted Keen Edge on the party. She was a little too preoccupied with keeping herself alive to take inventory of the others. The party face floating beside her said they were all right, health wise, yet she saw Tobin fooling around on the main golem. It was as she had predicted. He was going to draw too much aggro, and possibly die as a result. The funny thing was that he had been thrown, by Caer no less. Capsule had nothing to say about that. It was a little too late to be voicing complaints. That, and she was more concerned with the golems on the other side of her wall.

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Improvisational Masquerade Party

HP: 100% MP: 85% - EQUIPMENT - Midnight's Edge (2H) W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Taunting Shout - - Anchor Howl - Words: 691 Tags: @dindeen Kumori Hirosame Capsule Tobin Notes: Level 54, btdubs. Also, this post was weird. Sorry 'bout that no, not really.

By the time Ox finally felt awake, everyone invited for this particular event had already arrived (sans Scoria). Two of the members were masked, the taller of the two waving at him while the other remained tiny. The guardian waved back with a small grin, prying Omo from his shoulder to tuck him within the safety of his rucksack. The weasel protested a little, probably the animal equivalent of “OI”. Sadly, this animal tamer didn’t have that oh-so popular Tongue of Nature skill that all the, ahem, “kewl kids” had. Hibro also seemed tired as he reminded short samurai Batman about what it was they were going to do. Probably didn’t sleep well last night, which is funny, because when you have a lady friend spending the night then—wait, it’s evening? Could’ve sworn it was early morning. GOOD LORD, OXFORD. GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER. THE SWEET, BECKONING EMBRACE OF SLUMBER CAN WAIT. Guild Leader showed up, Oxford casually pretending not to notice that he was busy doing paperwork for the guild that he probably should’ve done (you know, since he’s a—oh, sorry—was a Scribe), and that sort of thing would’ve been perfect for the second-in-command. Not that he wasn’t complaining. Maybe he could let Leader borrow his Sorcerer’s Quill or something. Work always go by faster when you have magic doing it for you. Oh, and Dwarf was drunk. And gave a rousing motivational speech for a drunk person. For this not-drunk person, it didn’t really help lift his spirits. The guardian laughed alright, but he didn’t feel a large amount of inspiring vigor. It’s okay, Dwarf. It’s the thought that counts. A quick look at the current members of the group revealed to Ox that they were doing a boss fight where all of them (with the exception of Capsule) were either a tank or a DPS. And they were all well over level 40. What a great way to accost the elderly. However, this elderly monster certainly didn’t need no nursery home. No siree, this thing was about 200 to 9,000 tons of “neep you up” (no, it’s not over 9,000, there are boundaries here, how dare you). Following carefully to the guild leader’s plan, Neo Tokyo Dark Samurai went ahead and dashed that plan like expensive china over a rotted stump of pain and despair by issuing what this author shall now refer to as a “Bird Summon”. Producing that striking middle digit, she showed it off to the group’s prodigiously huge opponent as if it held a booger taken straight from God’s nostril. Thank you, Caer. Oxford appreciates the distractionary moment to garner the majority of ol’ Boulder Fists’s Hate (whaddya mean ‘distractionary isn’t a word). Token Dwarf was drunk and having blast. Or rather, blasting himself at the Golem Grandpa via assistance from the short samurai, having a hoot and a holler as he did whatever dwarfish monks did. Capsule was playing animal whisperer, saving her own energy by having her merry band of creatures do all the current attacking work right now. Clevah girl. Ox let loose a Taunting Shout, taking a deep breath before letting out a resounding The shout ripped through the air like a hot metallic object slicing through the byproduct of a cow churned into a cream and applied liberally to various baked goods. Before the echo died down, he let loose an Anchor Howl and situated himself far enough from the golem’s grandkids so others could take care of them as he dealt with the patriarch himself. Once the samurai’s bird summon wore off, he should have enough of a Hate buffer to capture the eyes of hulking boulder beast. A slight, almost impish, grin crossed Oxford’s face as his eyes gleamed from behind those framed translucent lenses he wore on his face. The thrill of a hunt was something he always savored, as if the fight was a feast for him to enjoy. Seeing this monster was like flinging the guardian into a 5-course meal that also had a complimentary buffet. The guardian shifted his stance, holding his sword before him as he waited for the beastie’s opening move.

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[Hirosame]

Letting out another long sigh, Hiro laid down on his makeshift rock bed, placing his arms behind his head, and arching his right leg up into the air. He closed his eye, since he was fairly certain that the monster wouldn't even show up until around 1 PM tomorrow, as he and a few others had previously confirmed on multiple occasions. He could still be at home, letting himself take his one and only day off from working. Sure, Saeko would have been a bit of a pain to deal with, since she'd want to try and make him go somewhere with her (most likely out to drink), but it was at least one less thing to worry about on a daily basis. Maybe, though, it would be a good thing for him to leave the house for a bit, and do things on his own, for the sake of just doing things for himself. Of course, he worked and made stuff for the sake of making money so he can afford a whole bunch of things, but that still meant doing things for other people. How else is one to procure currency and wealth without some kind of manual labor?

But, all that aside, it seemed like everybody else had a dignified reason and personality for today. Hiro was the lazy lump on the proverbial log that is their current party. Tobin is drunk, @dindeen and Kumori are taking command, even if Kumori was the one who was doing so more audibly. Caer was probably just going to let him take command as she focuses more on the idea of cutting up a stone with a sword. King Arthur would be impressed, to say the least. Capsule and @0x1dea were also basically just hanging around, waiting for things to start, much like Hiro was. A small breeze kicked up his trench coat a little, and his hair blew with the wind for a moment. It was a warm enough day that the air was still comfortable enough to nap. Which is what he may actually do. Then again, it was getting pretty close to being night time anyways, so he might as well just pitch a tent. Hiro sat up, and thought it'd be nice to send Saeko a message beforehand, letting her know he'd be out all night with the group, and to cook her own damn dinner for once.

But, without so much as a warning, the colossal monster started to form right out of the ground nearby where Hiro and his companions were waiting. The Human Monk stood up, closing the window that he had open just a moment ago, as the monsters arose, barely batting an eye. This guy showed up a lot sooner than expected, which was going to help him in a way. Since the behemoth of a stone pillar decided so wonderfully to grace them with his appearance so early on, compared to when Hiro thought that he would be there, things would move along quite nicely. Perhaps he could even negotiate his own way into getting tomorrow off, should the drops be particularly nice off of this guy. But, there was something that he thought would be a bit more of a problem. Since everybody was more than likely going to focus on the boss monster, the other three golems would probably cause them even more distress. Especially since Hiro had observed how the boss monster liked to absorb the littler golems as part of its healthy, rock-eating diet. That might be a hassle, but if they can deal enough damage to offset the health it would get from the smaller golems...

It just might work, in the long run. But, that was enough thinking. Today, he wouldn't be the one calling any of the shots. Today, he was going to be dealing more damage than doing effective tanky shit. But, that wouldn't stop him from swooping over and protecting Capsule like he tried to that last time with Mayahuel. It had to be a given that, being a human monk, he had probably the highest agility among the group, either just slightly over or completely similar to that of Kumori's assassin characteristics. Although, what he felt gave him more of an edge was the fact that monks had the highest score in evasiveness, and therefore a high rank in agility. While he didn't know the numbers off hand, compared to his higher-leveled compatriot, it was still good enough of a guess to figure that Hiro was pretty fast on his feet. Especially with one of his most favorite skills. But, enough thinking. Tobin suggested to Hiro that he attack the upper portion of the Golem's body, to offset it in some way. Might work, actually. It sounds like a bit of fun, despite the fact that a smile never cracked even once on Hiro's face.

Hiro snapped his fingers and activated the Mechanic skill, Disassembly. Since Stonehenge had a magitech arm, it serve to reason that it was also a mechanical beast, which meant that Hiro in particular was going to deal some serious damage to this mother-rocker. Sorry, Kumori, but it looks like "low aggro" isn't in Hiro's vocabulary. It seemed that Tobin agreed, on a subconscious level. Next up is something that Hiro prides himself with, as not many other people do the same thing as he. Hiro closed his eyes, focused for a moment, and sharply opened the up once again, to reveal a glowing orange cat-eye slit in both eyes. Eye of the Tiger was going to be especially useful for this, mostly because it allowed him to move at ungodly speeds that most wish they could imitate. That being the case, Hiro crouched down, and began to draw sigils across his legs, made for increasing his speed slightly. After forging four or five on both legs, Hiro crouched down into a runner's position, activated the sigils, and began a dead-on sprint towards the Mechanical Monolithic Monstrosity, with what looked like a burning trail following him.

This momentum was going to be especially useful for him in just a moment, as Hiro lowered his body just a bit further in preparation for a jump. As he launched himself up into the air, he combined two skills at once. Activated Battering Ram which caused his right leg to glow a powerful red color, he activated his Wyvern Kick technique to add in a blue aura at his foot. Hiro would slam his foot directly into the monster's upper body, about where Tobin had suggested that Hiro attack, and rebounded upwards due to the force of the Wyvern Kick. Activating another skill for his right leg, Aura Kick, Hiro came crashing down from above this time, where he would plant his foot securely into the upper body of the monster. He wasn't sure if Stonehenge was going to fall over like Tobin had hoped that he would, but it was more than worth a shot. And, since Disassembly added on an extra 20% damage to mechanical monsters, this was bound to have hurt it a great deal. Not enough to one-shot the beast, but it was more than enough for him in a first strike maneuver. Although that probably meant that he drew a lot of aggro for dealing a good spot of damage all in a few second's time, he couldn't really care any less. Get wrecked, old man.

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((OOC: My apologies for such a late response. Life isn't being very kind to my free time, but things should be getting better soon. Anyways, Hiro is level 55 at the time of this thread.))

[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 77 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 OOC: Level 60 for this Thread. @dindeen has requested Data Holder to post and that Hirosame start the posting rounds after Data Holder posts.
WC: 786	Tags: Data Holder	Skills: Deadly Dance, Accel Dance, Assassinate, Stealth Strike

Not noticing that he himself was in the wrong suit, Ryuu had equipped his real set of equipment that would fare better for this battle. He apologized for the mix up as Rien had accidentally clicked the wrong set of clothes while posting.

The dwarf is drunk? He’s drunk isn’t he? You’d think that during these things like event bosses, the dwarf would come here sober. Wait. Isn’t the dwarf a brewer? He shouldn’t be getting drunk. he thought. He placed his palm on his face and shook his head all the while. Was this dwarf trying to pass off as a drunk when most of the players here were experienced enough to know that he couldn’t get drunk? Detox isn’t a toggle skill, right? Kumori’s narrator is sane, right? RIGHT?! I would hope so, or the Log Horizon community would be losing a somewhat active member because he was sent to the insane asylum, and thereby losing Kumori indefinitely, but the narrator digresses. Maybe he really is insane.

Anyways, the dwarf questioned where he would be and he shook his head at his assumption. It was always a joke to him, but Ryuu just sighed and corrected him. “No, dwarf, I won’t be snogging Caerbannog during the entirety of the fight. And from what I remember, you died to those slimes…” he replied to the dwarf. Before the assassin could finish his sentence, however, the dwarf ran off towards the large golem, making Ryuu face palm once again. “He just pulled a Leeroy Jenkins, didn’t he….” The assassin watched as his wife tossed the dwarf towards the golem. He shrugged as it wasn’t completely the dwarf’s fault that he was forced into the fray somewhat prematurely.

Capsule noted that it was possible that the dwarf may be the first casualty of the group. Sadly, Ryuu simply agreed by nodding.

His wife had done a good job in starting the battle by taking the initial Hate from the larger golem. The dwarf didn’t waste the effort, however, as he combined several attacks with the throw in order to do as much damage as possible to the large golem. It was impressive, to say the least, the amount of damage the dwarf was doing alone, even if it could possibly be just for show. The dwarf then called on Hirosame to land a blow so he could topple the golem. The assassin hoped that they would topple him onto the Golem’s back as it would provide the assassin the most advantageous position to finish off the golem quickly.

However, the samurai challenge had done something to those near the samurai. The ground and broken apart and the slab of earth lifted like a plank of wood catapulting its payload. The assassin was unphased, as landing was not too much of a hassle. His dexterity and agility would be his higher stats, so when it came to landing, it did not bother him, however instead of landing and doing nothing, Ryuu removed his sheathes and aimed for one of the level 30 golems. They were easy to dissect and destroy, especially with his large burst damage. He turned his attack into his most used skill, [Deadly Dance]. The golem would collapse easily under the swipe of his weapon through the golem. Hopefully that wouldn’t trigger something deadly.

At this time, Oxford shouted loudly, loud enough to garner the attention of the large golem. He even used Anchor Howl in order to make sure that the golem only attacked him, and if it didn’t, it’d receive a very destructive counter attack… probably with some type of hammer with the prefix of “ban”.

After Oxford had done his best to draw the Hate from the, Hirosame had decided to follow the Dwarf’s suggestion and attempted to topple the golem over. If Hirosame and the Dwarf were successful in doing so, and knocked the golem on its front side, Ryuu would be able to do major damage to the golem. If the golem was knocked face down, the assassin would use everything that made it the deadliest class of all. Ryuu activated Stealth Strike and then promptly used Assassinate if the golem was knocked face down, however should the monks fail to do so, Ryuu would direct his attention to another level 30 golem and dispatch of it quickly using Accel Dance, should there be no penalties in killing those golems.

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After some investigation, Kumori’s narrator was deemed to be insane. The Detox Skill is indeed toggle-able. We regret to inform you that he has hereby been admitted to Arkham Asylum pending further study and observation. You shall for the next post have a narrator that tells stories like the Joker.

[Data Holder]

STONEHENGE

Level 40 Field Boss

Yeah yeah that was nice and all but Stonehenge was resistant to physical attacks. He didn't get to be a grizzly old man without roughing up a few out of line kids and getting roughed up himself. Why, he remembered the war like it was yesterday... But he was getting distracted. These whippersnappers were... why was that glubber making a mess of his lawn? Why would it do that? He thought he was a decent neighbor, though he liked to keep to himself. He would have gone and done some other stuff, but then there was some dude attacking his eye and some other dude attacking his chest and really this was so rude of them. Back in the army, they wouldn't accept such insubordination... Stonehenge would not fall. It slid backwards, but the construct was more flexible than it looked, simply bending at its joints and springing back into position. So rude. So very rude.

Mana Aggression and its general distaste for glubbers mucking up his lawn had the creature unleash a solid uppercut towards Capsule's Astral Wall, cracking the wall with a monstrous dent, then slamming its fist sideways into the Magicked Golem that Kumori had so kindly taken out with his Accel Dance. Reverse Erosion activated as the golem melted into Stonehenge, the 'eye' uncracking and glasses forming around Stonehenge's head. In his old age, it really was so hard to stare at such obnoxious children. Very well, take on the might of Stonehenge. It wasn't as though Stonehenge was immune to Taunting Shout, but the truth was that an aggro-gaining skill was not the same as a skill that prohibited direct assault on other targets. That and it had immunity to a variety of status effects, making Anchor Howl far less effective. Stonehenge simply took all of this to mean that all these whippersnappers were friends and they all needed to be punished. So what did Stonehenge do? Why, it punished bad children, of course.

By leaping into the air about 10 meters, doing a flip, and body slamming the ground, belly down. The magitech arm gleamed as the golem slammed into the ground, the weight of the creature making it a terribly bad idea to try and intercept it. Seriously. Don't. The creature slammed into the ground, sending out rippling shockwaves as a small earthquake besieged the area, cracks shattering the ground and sending earth upwards. Possibly harmful to their collective faces, these silly whippersnappers. Not a moment later, a cascade of earth fell from the sky, the result of a very Mountainmaker-like skill raining down on everything. Oh and the Magicked Golems broke the Astral Wall thanks to its rather weakened state. But Kumori could use assassinate now if he wanted to. If he thought Stonehenge wasn't going to pull some WWE John Cena move on him when he did.

OOC: All named skills should be present in the Entropic Emet skill list. I have specifically mentioned additional effects in the post itself. Please try to be a bit more concise, it's difficult to try and catch everything that happens when I need to read through 5000 words. Enjoy!

[Hirosame]

((Pre-Post OOC: As requested, I'll make the first move this round. I apologize for the previous post, and I didn't mean to step on any toes. I'm truly, sincerely sorry about that. To make up for it, I'll try and make things a bit easier this post, and from here on. Again, I'm sorry ^-^;;))

"Shit!" Hiro shouted, as the golem suddenly flung itself upwards. The force was enough to drag Hiro up, who was still clinging to the Golem's chest, and followed the beast in its ascension. The flip, however, was what knocked him away, and the shockwave sent him flying backwards. Unable to control his motion, Hiro was sent ragdolling his way to the ground, crashed into it, and then tumbled a good ways afterwards. Once the rolling stopped, Hiro stood up shakily, noticing a good bit of his health was missing after that. This golem bastard was going to be a tough cookie to crack, for sure. Although, it looked like things were going fairly well, at least until the golem had regained the health that was missing from before. Hiro probably should've noticed this while he was clinging to the golem, but it all happened in somewhat of a blur. It probably happened while he was trying to focus on staying attached to the golem. While Kumori wanted Hiro to avoid taking aggro, he felt that it was probably going to happen anyways, what with Disassembly in effect.

Hiro didn't have time to brush himself off at all, since he noticed that the golems had successfully taken down Capsule's wall, and he wasn't sure if @0x1dea was going to be close enough to defend her in case of emergencies. @dindeen was busy with the boss, trying to maintain aggro, more than likely. Tobin was also dealing with the rock bastard, so he figured that it might be helpful to do one thing, then swap directly over to an all-out offensive on the Magicked Ruin Golems. If the little buggers were dealt with before Stonehenge had a chance to heal off them, then maybe it'll make things easier for everybody else to deal with. Hiro had a plan in mind, too, to keep the smaller golems away from the Big Daddy, so if Stonehenge went to heal, it would have to move out of its way, and potentially into danger, to do so. Eye of the Tiger was still in effect for now, and probably would be for another half a minute or so, so now was the time to act. Hiro kicked off with his dominant leg, heading directly back to Stonehenge. Boomerang action, so to speak. "You can't shake me off that easily!"

Charging directly for the big palooka was not a problem at all, since things seemed to be clear from where he was tossed. Hiro was used to stuff like this, being the person he was. Thrown around all the time, cast away from his family before his life even began, and being a general outcast within his own foster home. Maybe it was that kind of stuff that made him just as strong as he was now, if it's even considered strength. But, the determination to get right back up and fight again was engraved into his mind. If he got hit, he'd hit back ten times harder. That having been said, Hiro held his right hand out to the side, and a small blue aura began to appear around his clenched fist, seeming to expunge energy from him. Just as Hiro reached Stonehenge, the energy triggered an unconscious action, and his body was sent up into the air. He activated and performed Rising Dragon Uppercut, a skill that would be most useful from here on out. While the skill was originally meant to send the enemy flying away, it instead did the opposite to Hiro. He was thrown away from the fight again, but managed to recover. At this moment, he charged towards Capsule.

Thanks to the skill, Stonehenge was no longer resistant to Physical attacks: Stonehenge now takes full damage from their attacks. Best part, it has no duration as to how long the debuff stays. That all being taken care of, Hiro could focus on dealing damage to things that only he could deal as much damage to. "Stonehenge is debuffed now, he takes more damage from physical attacks! That being said, I'm switching to the Magicked Ruin Golems!" Having relayed his objective, Hiro barreled himself into the first of the smaller golems, making full use of Battering Ram. Afterwards, he jumped into the air and slammed his foot down onto the ground, using Aura Kick, which would generate more than enough hate from the golems, since their passive skill Mana Aggression was always in effect. He knew that he'd have their attention, and would be able to give Capsule a break so she could focus on where she was needed most: The boss. "Capsule! You have any mana recovering tonics? I'd love one right about now, if you could." He turned his attention back to the monsters at hand, and struck a battle pose. With the boss weakened now to the point where anyone can deal a decent number on him, he just needed to focus on his own job. Hiro would drag the Magicked Ruin Golems away from the boss, making it harder to get HP back. He said it once, and he'll say it again. Get. Wrecked. Old. Man.

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HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - Midnight's Edge (2H) W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Siege Breaker - - Hammer Beat - Words: 624 Tags: @dindeen Kumori Hirosame Tobin Capsule Notes: For tl;dr people: > Be Oxford > Get ignored > Siege Breaker for aggro > Hammer Beat for assurance

It made perfect sense that ol’ Archaic Monument of Historical Significance was resistant to aggro-drawing skills. Because of three reasons: Reason 1) It was a giant animated rock. Reason 2) Giant animated rocks don’t have ears. Reason 3) They, like, eat soundwaves to hear or something. [citation needed] As if to further emphasize what little effect Ox’s skills had on it, Crater Complexion leapt into the air and came crashing down. It was a beautiful swan dive into the pool of earth, a dive that even Isaiah Mustafa (as in the first Old Spice Guy) would smile upon. However, had the now seemingly make-believe man had been here, he would’ve been covered in layers upon layers of grass and dirt clumps. Like everyone else here for the battle of glory/loot/proof to one’s self/nothing better to do. “Oh, okay. So it’s one of those kind of aggro pulls, huh?” Ox said as he knocked the loose dirt from his armor. It was times like these when he missed his shield, keeping away any foreign and/or undesirable objects away from him. However, for this aggro-gathering recipe, a two-handed sword is needed. Pushing himself back onto his feet, the guardian turned to face the promising WWE rising superstar, still coughing up soil as he wiped a thin layer of dust from his glasses. “Aw, screw it.” Ox tucked his precious pair of bifocals away in his inventory. Hopefully, Omo wouldn’t think he was getting a new toy and would start gnawing on them or something. Once things had settled down, he scanned the area, noticing that Capsule’s Astral Wall had taken a turn for the worse. Or rather, packed up and left the area. You had one job, Ox. One job, and you mucked it up. Luckily for him, Hirosame had recovered quickly enough to rush towards Capsule to offer her aid should she need it and he negated the Gramp Canyon’s physical resistance ability. That’s my bro. Not wanting to waste a moment, Oxford raised his sword to his side at about eye-height, waiting to feel the lightness of feet that his Siege Breaker skill granted him. The skill going into effect, Oxford dashed towards the vulnerable form of Stonehenge, letting out a good ol' war yell to help draw attention to himself. He made sure to avoid the Magicked Golems so the skill wasn't cut short. Whether he gathered the lesser mobs’ Hate or not wasn’t a concern right now. The main goal was to trying to land a big, damage-heavy blow that would amass the beastie’s aggro. The assist system went into full effect, Oxford’s arms automatically stabbing the blade forward once he was within reach. With a grunt and a forceful tug, the guardian pulled the blade from the stone form of the golem boss. Should this battle have happened, the local villagers would surround him and crown him King of the Britains since he managed to pull a sword out of the sword. No such thing happened, of course, because this is Elder Tales. Not 500 AD (approximately). Ox took a step back, looking up at the mob’s hulking form to see if there was any shift in attention between him and Capsule. Yes, Capsule’s a magic user and nicer to look at, but come on. Give Ox a chance to do his job. Taking his sword in both hands and raising it above his head, the guardian brought it down as hard as he could on the monster, Hammer Beat activating on impact. Should those two attacks prove to be inefficient in re-routing Hate from the nicer-looking magic user to him, then…ah, whatever. Ox will just have to swing away while Stonehenge runs the risk of getting its feet pillars severed.

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[Tobin]

(OOC: That comment about John Cena inspired me to write this post as if it were a wrestiling match. I’m sorry. XD I also don’t mean to ignore anyone, I am just writing my own actions, since your reactions are described well enough. ^_^ Kumori @dindeen)
Summary: Dwarf activated Heated Combat and excuted a high rise Wyvern Kick, then proceeds to whale on this golem’s back.)

WC: 475 HP: 94% Mana: 56% Ongoing skills: Heated Combat, Acupuncture. Eye of the Tiger

“Go on laddie, bring tis bar steward DOWN.”

The Dwarf gave a loud cheer as Hiros savage assault connected, yet though the immense creature shuddered under the assault to its knee, the creature’s immense bulk shifted above him, yet it didn’t fall. The Dwarf’s eyebrow quaked up as he glanced between the “ground” party and Hiro. The Dwarf was aware that the creature was resistant to physical damage, yet he hadn’t expected his initial assault to do so little of an impact!

“IS IT INVICIBLE OR JUST INSANE!?”

It was then, that as the creature flung itself high in the air with a single bound that the dwarf released his –Magnetic grip- at the peak of the golems assent, the broad masculine square was flung up high into the air, the cuboids bulk flew up around thirty metres high. The dwarf drew a deep breath as he clapped his hands together and gathered his strength; as shape began to fall and the wall of dirt flew up in his face, -eye of the tiger- became active as he fell. His movement speed and pain tolerance went through the roof! But there is no roof to this sky just like TOBY’S LIMITS!

“From the top rope, prepare yaself, fa-“

After a vain attempt to get the dirt off his outfit and with the world fast approaching; the figure transformed into a fiery ball from above as –wyvern kick- as he executed the HIGH RISK MANOEUVRE as his bellow carried from above! Well, to be fair it wasn’t like Tobin could actually miss a target that broad.

“Meteor wyvern kick!”

The Dwarf hit him square in the back with a loud crack as the crowd goes wild! Between the regenerative swag of the tie and his gauntlets, his hand felt MUCH BETTER! His leg? Not so. BUT IT WASN’T OVER YET FOR THIS FACE HEEL, with a raise of his hand to the captive audience, and even as the creature rose under him, he raised his arm and acknowledged the crowd with a nod and a twist of the tie, he uttered the catchphrase as he activated –Incarnated Assault-

“It’s time to update your prescription, OF PAIN!”

THE SMACKDOWN was lain down, building up the HEAT COMBAT damage as the several golden Tobin’s punched in a flurry onto it’s tough back as he literally cooked it's back with the friction of blows yet since it had been softened by Hiros DRAGONS UPPERCUT, this fellow would be seeing stars! John Cena?! DON’T MAKE ME LAUGH! That wasn’t wrestling compared to the greats such as the undertaker and this golem WAS GONNA NEED ONE BY THE TIME THIS PARTY WAS DONE! Oh, and his leg felt better as well. With that shot fired, one of the golden, blazing clones would spare a moment to high five Kumori as he came down, for he was being tagged in!

[Kumori]

	HP 100% Regen 5HP every 5s MP 100% Regen 5MP every 5s	Kumori :: Level 77 :: Assassin Armor: Cuirass of Shadows with Cloak of Darkness Main Weapon: Night’s Kiss by 黒 with Nectar Scabbard and Alvan Blade by 黒 Quick Slot: Heaven's Wrath by 黒 Other: Something
WC: 415	Tags: ?	Skills: Skill name

Well isn’t that a ball? The puny little golem thinks it can jump up and down and throw a tantrum! The only one that’s allowed to throw a tantrum is me! Bahahaha! You thought I was joking when I said I’d make this post like the Joker. Well the Jokes on you!!! Bahahaha! Now this golem was a lot more flexible than the assassin imagined. Pwhaha! An assassin! Two asses in together! BAHAHA! Anyways! The assassin jumped away and ran as fast as he could towards the area away from the oncoming shadow, or else he’d be as flat as a pancake! Amazing!! I love pancakes!

It seems as if everything they threw at the golem was pretty much pointless. Maybe telling him a joke would calm him down? Let’s try! What is so very tall that should lay still and just die? YOU OF COURSE YOU STUPID GOLEM! PAHAHAHA!

Ahem! Alright, let’s do the rest of this post normally. The assassin saw that he was now facing the floor. He wondered if his “Assassinate” would be effective, but there was no harm in trying… unless there was, then he was pretty much screwed. Ryuu used Sneak Attack and Assassinate in order to increase his damage to ridiculous amounts. At least, he hoped it did. Do rocks and golems have weaknesses? Could he exploit it? I hope we can do lots of damage to it, cuz… wait a sec… did he just absorb the other golem? Well this isn’t good… how do we stop it from eating up golems? Especially dead golems? Does that mean we have to keep the golems alive? Can he absorb golems that are alive? Aww man… this was going to be a pain.

If Ryuu’s Assassinate and Sneak Attack combo worked, he would make his way to attempt to draw the aggro of the smaller golems and attempt to force it far away from the gianormous golem. It was in hopes that proximity was the enemy to this regeneration ridiculousness. If Ryuu was successful in getting away from the large golem after using his skills, he would dispatch of a golem far removed from the big boss golem. He hoped that his attempt to figure out a way to kill this golem without casualties was probably moot, as they were probably going to die anyways, but the important thing was learning to kill this boss. So, guys! If we die! Let’s just go at it again! We can do it!

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250 words HP 95%		Last Skill Used: Murakumo no Tachi MP 90%
A few seconds in Elder Tale took almost a month in the real world; if they ever got out of the game, would their families and friends already be deceased? Perhaps the party would return to the 22nd century or something. That said, the lag time between her attacks had been rather lengthy so Caerbannog totally forgot the combo that she was supposed to do. The most important thing was to be able to adapt to the moment though, and so the samurai noted the recent attacks that transpired. Hirosame had debuffed the boss and the others capitalized on it, most notably the Dwarf and the assassin. Capsule was, unfortunately, unavailable at the moment unless some miracle occurred. @0x1dea did what Oxfords do. As for the samurai, she noticed that the Wall was about to break so to delay the attacking mini golems, Caerbannog threw Zantetsuken at the ground beneath their feet. Soon after, an earthquake occurred- no, that was just the Old Man throwing a tantrum by falling face-first on the ground. The wolf-hair took that chance to dash to the boss and she threw Izunagiri followed by Seinarushinken. The latter was a skill that she rarely used but with the Monk’s debuff it should work even better than intended. Henceforth, Hiro shall be referred to as the Monk; the Dwarf is Dwarf. As the rain of earth fell from the sky, Caerbannog used the ace move Murakumo no Tachi to protect herself and the members who directly engaged the boss, namely Kumori and Tobin.
OOC: I summon Data Holder.

[Data Holder]

STONEHENGE

Level 40 Field Boss

Oya oyaaaaaa. The rocks of Mountainmaker were falling down rapidly on the Adventurers, and while Caerbannog had bravely defended Tobin and Kumori from the hail of rocks, Hirosame, Oxford, and Capsule were not quite so lucky. Now, Oxford did grab Old Man Stonehenge's aggro. That was what happened when you did things that were the equivalent of stealing an old man's cane. The earthen creature raised its head quickly after dropping to the ground, thinking it might get its revenge on Oxford when a certain someone dropped a kick to the back of its risen head. Tobin had tried to target the back, but the head had gotten in the way and the golem slammed straight back into the ground again, face first. His poor glasses shattered instantly. Rude. Oxford landed a clean hit on the golem's shoulder and Tobin's assault whittled away the golem's health further, pieces of rock falling off swiftly. The punch from Hiro had really done the trick. Kumori's Stealth Strike/Assassinate combo did some damage as well, knocking the golem further down to the grave. It looked like doing a body slam hadn't been its smartest move.

The Magicked Golems did have their swinging and punching hands full with Kumori and Hiro, who were leading them away from Stonehenge, but the distance required to negate Reverse Erosion was no joke. Although not knowledge available to the players, it was 10 meters, and 10 meters was... well, it was a bit far. Caerbannog's assault was splendidly on target, and at this point Stonehenge was almost proud to be facing people who were competent enough to be pressuring him. Maybe younglings these days weren't that bad. Still, the old man had his old 1965 Mustang, that rad old car of his. He revved the engines, Rock Windmill scattering his limbs quickly and rotating them fast, slamming harmlessly into Caerbannog and Tobin, thanks to Murakamo. Oxford was not as lucky, with no magical shield to save him. He wanted aggro and now he got it. Not a moment later, the golem hit the gas, Stonewheel compressing its expanded body into a ball that rolled rapidly across the floor like that of a certain Katamari's object thing. It rolled for Oxford first, then intentionally abused the rough terrain it had created and Caerbannog's Zantetsuken divide, hopping into the air and using Seismic Stomp to disorient the nearby players. The stomp was executed while rolling, so the golem barreled forward to Caerbannog and Tobin, then back to Oxford, around here and there as it tried to roll people over, then finally coming out of the ball and standing back up to its full height. Kumori and Hirosame were far enough away that they weren't immediately targeted, and the golem ended its spinning action near Oxford. Nice ride, huh?