Elf
Inactive Player
Gold:
Woodcrafter
Pathfinder
Guild:
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Post by Besavel on Jan 16, 2014 19:25:51 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Besavel :: Elf :: twenty-four :: female :: samurai/woodcrafter/pathfinder :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#88dfff] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #c1cfdf;border-top:3px dotted #c1cfdf;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICONHERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#0020cc;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC 1 HERE[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#5a75ff;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC 2 HERE[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #c1cfdf;border-bottom:3px double #c1cfdf;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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Ritual
Inactive Player
Gold:
Pharmacist
Tracker
Guild:
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Post by Sylreth on Jan 16, 2014 20:30:38 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Sylreth :: race of ritual :: fourteen :: female :: shaman/pharmacist/tracker :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#3d6fe9] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #62addf;border-top:3px dotted #62addf;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICON HERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#00b0ff;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC #1[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#0083ff;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC #2[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #62addf;border-bottom:3px double #62addf;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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Half-Alv
Inactive Player
Gold:
Chef
Apothecary
Guild:
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Post by Malavain on Jan 25, 2014 15:19:09 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Malavain :: half-alv :: seventeen :: female :: sorcerer/chef/apothecary :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#e13200] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #d66343;border-top:3px dotted #d66343;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICON HERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#ec6038;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC #1[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#ae3918;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC #2[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #d66343;border-bottom:3px double #d66343;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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Half-Alv
Inactive Player
Gold:
Alchemist
Sigilmaker
Guild:
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Post by Selavain on Jan 25, 2014 16:50:41 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Selavain :: half-alv :: ten :: female :: enchanter/alchemist/sigilmaker :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#a298f8] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #d66343;border-top:3px dotted #d66343;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICON HERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#ff3800;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC #1[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#e78367;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC #2[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #d66343;border-bottom:3px double #d66343;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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Elf
Inactive Player
Gold:
Mechanic
Hitman
Guild:
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Post by Daenes on Feb 6, 2014 1:38:19 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Daenes :: elf :: seveteen :: male :: cleric/mechanic/hitman :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#8f8f8f] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #383e54 ;border-top:3px dotted #383e54 ;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICON HERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#432c2c;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC #1[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#2c3143;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC #2[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #543838 ;border-bottom:3px double #543838 ;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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Post by Yoloswag420 on Feb 12, 2014 4:11:45 GMT
[attr="class","hextest"] Yoloswag420 :: dwarf :: twenty-two :: male :: druid/brewer/animal tamer :: |
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This Open wound is like a crimson rose Flower petals flew, dancing in the rough wind. The girl's long blonde hair was dancing behind her. She let out a soft sigh, as she tucked her hair back to her head, and softly crouched down, hiding in the whirl of petals. Her eyes, wide open could see.. monster names, moving upwards towards her. Indeed, she had figured that her sub-class, Pathfinder, would be able to help her track, and avoid monsters. In fact, it was rather interesting, and she ventured out herself; she managed to get out here, without aggroing a single monster. Another breath left her chest, as she smiled gently. She would be capable, so long as only one monster came towards. With a shift, she moved along a path, noting a monster on it's own. Lucky for her, the name that she read was Dull Green Slime. There quite a few more around, along with some Young Pittered Boar running around, but the slime she was targeting? Was approaching her. With a soft movement, the elven samurai dashed in, swiping with her claymore, and then jumped back, swinging again. With it's attention drawn, she moved a bit further back, casting her gaze around once more. Finding herself safe, she focused on dodging blows, and striking back, trying to learn the flow of this blade. A claymore; a beautifully large blade, and it felt just right in her hand, as she let out another soft noise. It was good.. she felt nice swinging the blade, and watching the immediate affects on the opponent. With a final slash, the slime exploded, and the girl shielded her eyes with the blade, turning it flat towards the body so that the slime splattered there. With an air slash, the slime flew off. Indeed, Besavel found herself quite content with how the progression had went. It was feeling more and more natural; to her, she couldn't understand the concepts of the game, and found herself immersed in the actual physical aspects. She liked.. being here. This was a boon to her; free of the worries she had felt in her life, free of all obligations, and she could choose how she could be. Perhaps it was a teenage rebellion that was brewing in her for a long time, but Besavel couldn't accept the thought. Well she could, but some part of her would always scold her, and reach for home in it's own natural way. And that was fine; her faith.. her self was unshakeable. The girl stood still, but then she saw a bunch of monsters moving.. towards her? They weren't chasing a player; and then the realization dawned on her. The slime's explosion had hit near by other slimes and boars, and they were coming towards her. ''Five.. six.. seven.'' she counted out loud. Indeed, that was quite much for the elven woman; but it could work couldn't it? Her body shifted, as she stomped her foot into the ground, breathing out. She would hold her ground; that said, she meant it in a fighting way. She would fight them all, but possibly, she would have to use flanking tactics, much like knights would use with calvary. Although she lacked a mount, she could possibly use her Samurai skill to give her a speed boost, and move around them. That would be one strategy, but she wasn't sure if it would last long. With a terse smile, she prepared herself, for the oncoming wave.. she would be fine however. Because her pride would never let her fall, and die without giving a good struggle first.. well at the very least, she'll make it to something or the other. That was the path she had chosen.. and as such, when she saw the monsters, a mere ten feet away, the girl let out a large shout. ''HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!''[/b] • Words; 0638 • Music; Kata Tsubasa no Tori :: Shikata Akiko • Notes; Aaand another one joins in.. shesh xD [#6b4a94] • Credit; PerfectFallacy of Gangnam Style![/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div align="center"][div style="width:390px;padding:2px;border-left:3px dotted #390c70;border-top:3px dotted #390c70;margin-top:50px;"][div style="opacity:1.0;margin-left:-25px;margin-top:-25px;margin-right:15px;width:100px;height:100px;border-top:solid 1px #000000;border-right:solid 1px #000000;border-left:solid 1px #000000;border-bottom:solid 1px #000000;border-radius:50px;background-image:url(ICON HERE);float:left;"][/div][div style="font-family:arial;font-style:italic;font-size:40px;color:#5c18b0;letter-spacing:-5px;text-transform:lowercase;text-align:center;opacity:0.99;text-shadow:2px 2px 2px #000000;"][b]LYRIC #1[/b][/div][div style="font-family:helvatica;font-size:11px;margin-top:-8px;color:#6b409f;letter-spacing:2px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:center;"]LYRIC #2[/div][div style="border-right:3px double #390c70;border-bottom:3px double #390c70;margin-left:5px;"][div style="text-align:justify;font:normal 11px arial;line-height:100%;text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #000000;margin-right:10px;margin-bottom:10px;"]
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