[OPEN] The Good Old Stomping Grounds

[Ein]

THERE IS A THIN LINE

between what is good and what is evil

I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable

The Good Old Stomping Grounds
BACK TO THE BASICS

May 3, 2018
09:30 A.M.



It has been 30 minutes since we left Londinium. As the interface stated earlier, this forest is called “Windsor Greatwood”. Hmm... looks like the typical starting grounds for any beginners.

Earlier, right before we left the city, Hexell sent me a friend request and a party invite. Honestly, I was very reluctant to accept the party invite, but as much as I want to be the party leader myself, I would be dumb to let this opportunity of a party slip away from my grasp.

We are now trodding this forest for quite some time now. No one has uttered a single word since we ventured here.

Strange.

We finally reached a small clearing. Even if you don’t try very hard, you could see from here a small group of boars.

Young Pittered Boars, a normal rank, beast type monster, according to my interface. There is five of them. One at level 4, two of them at level 2 and the remaining two at level 1.

Easy pickings. Time to work.

If I look at our party, we are comprised of three heretics. Heretics, a mage class specializing in dark attributed magics, curses, and debuffs exclusive to the Unfounded Kingdom Server. Every party needs a tank to draw the attention of the enemies. Since we are three mages, we have got to decide who will temporarily act as a tank. Personally, I would love to play tank simply because I don’t want to use my corruption inducing spells if it wasn’t for just one thing: I’m from the Ritual race.

The Ritual race is notorious for having high magic-oriented stats, highest among the 8 races; but also for having a bizarrely low HP and low HP growth, lowest among all the races. Just one of these critters is enough to send me back crawling to the Cathedral, and that is not an option. And then there is Hexell, a Half-Alv. The Half-Alves are also a magic-oriented race. Though their magic stats are not as high than those of the Rituals, their HP and defense is way better than the Rituals. But as far as I know Hexell, he is not the type who will do that. I can safely say that he is out of the equation. And that leaves me with...

...THE CAT.

Breadcat, a Werecat heretic. I accessed his interface earlier. Though the HP, defense and magic stats of a Werecat are not that impressive, they do have the best agility stats. Higher agility means highers speed and EVASION. For now, Breadcat is the best bet for a tank, but he can’t be a tank if he is acting all goofy like that right now.

CRUD.

I guess there is no other choice then.

Hidden by my cloak, I tightened my grip on my dagger and grimoire.

Hexell camille Breadcat | 469 words | Enjoy RPing guys!

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[attr="class","uh"] HEARTBEAT [attr="class","uhh"]Through my soul Using my instrument By my music Let me feel your

[attr="class","tscroll"]It has been hours since I have gone after them, but I still can’t find them. This is bad. Am I getting lost? Of all the places you can get lost, here is where anyone wouldn’t want to be in: a thick, luscious forest. My chances of finding them have gone slimmer than ever.


What now?



That is when I head a distant explosion.

- camille -
- 64 words -
- Ein Hexell Breadcat -
- let me be your music :) -

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[Breadcat]

[attr="class","inf"]HP MP [attr="class","sorrows"] All sorrows are less with bread.
Skills Used: -start here-
Dizzy had been staring at the group as the two-legged beasties seemed to consider going into the dog park. He looked on as a curious other beastie followed them shortly, though this one was seemingly ignored. Or was it that they third beastie was not noticed by the other two. Breadcat noticed that Camille glanced at his direction, and the cat merely stared back. His attention soon went back towards Ein and Hexell who continued their venture through the gates. Ah, farther and farther away they went... past the carts and groups of two-legged beasties. Fare thee well, Bread Provider (Hexell). May you survive the terrors of the dog park (Windsor Greatwoods). As for the cat, well he stayed in the relative safety of the city, of course. No cat in his right mind would voluntarily go into a dog park after all. Perhaps one day a certain swordswoman may be able to convince the cat to leave his safe haven so that he could find out more about the world, but at the moment, Dizzy was concerned only with one thing. He must needs find more bread. [exit]	✏ OOC Notes I never agreed to leaving the city. And so with this, I exit. Good luck, y'all!
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✪ Made by Breadcat of Elder Tale ✪

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[Verin]

 Having decided to go out for a leisurely hunt a young red haired fox tal bounced throughout the forest slaying anything he thought would be easy to kill. Due to the level limitation of twenty in the Windsor Greatwood only a few monsters left gave some trouble to him. On his morning killing spree the young boy noticed a group of players, obviously noobs, getting their buts handed to them by a pack of young pitted boars. Watching them was pitiful to the point where his eyes cringed and he just couldn't bare it to see a bunch of noobs get themselves killed for the first time. Drawing his training sword the young boy jumped high off one of the tree branches and then came crashing down on the strongest of the boars while throwing his two other swords into the second and third strongest boars. While the dust from the impact of his falling claymore rose the young boy stood on top of it and said, "Name's Verin, hope you guys don't mind some help." With this quick introduction Verin leapt forward from his claymore and grabbed his katana that was sticking out of the ground and sliced the fourth boar into with one swing and then threw it again, but this time at the fifth and final boar.

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(Hope you guys don't mind me jumping in, it said open)

[Ein]

THERE IS A THIN LINE

between what is good and what is evil

I will tiptoe down that line but I will feel unstable

The Good Old Stomping Grounds
FIRST BLOOD

May 3, 2018
09:50 A.M.



What do I do? I have no offensive spells, both of the two spells that I have are both for support only.

F**K.

I guess I just have to draw their attention the old-fashioned way: atuo-attacks.

Time to dive in!

I blasted one of the two level 1 with the auto-attack of my grimoire. S**t! I underestimated their speed. The moment I blasted the youngter, the remaining four charged at me at full speed.

F**k! What do I do now?

As my last resort, I was about to use one of my spells to at least delay the boars’ attack when suddenly...

TEMPTING HYS-

...swords came flying out of nowhere.

A red-haired guy jumped out of the trees and landed in front of me. He swung another set of swords and finally another sword towards the last boar.

Name’s Verin. Hope you guys don’t mind some help.

Not at all.

I thought the rush was over when suddenly we heard a rustling in the bushes.

Verin camille | 165 words | Enjoy RPing guys!

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[attr="class","uh"] HEARTBEAT [attr="class","uhh"]Through my soul Using my instrument By my music Let me feel your

[attr="class","tscroll"]I fought my way through the bushes to reach them.  After I got out of the bushes, I was surprised to see their weapons pointed and directed towards me.

"Woah, easy guys!"

"Who are you?" The young man that I've been following said.

"I'm Camille. I am a bard."

"What do you want?"

"Can you take me with you?"

"What the hell?"

Until that time, I didn't notice the other man standing by him; also a young man with red hair with lots of swords.  I didn't saw him from the city before with him.  Was he already with him before?  I don't think so.  Maybe he is his new companion, a party member perhaps?

I pointed my finger at the sword-clad man,  "Uhm, who are you?"

As I said that, another rustling was heard from the bushes.

- camille -
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- Ein Verin -
- let me be your music :) -

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