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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2016 1:02:15 GMT
Words: 502 Total: 502 Music: Gaster's ThemeTags: Teuthida @bornfromvelvet sayinh Lamenta Medresi Yoshiaki Someone Lockett Rampart
The caverns were dark and damp, the rapid beat of several footsteps echoed throughout the large stone tunnels as the large party explored the dungeon. In the front were the party's Tanks, Sayinh and Yoshiaki. Sayinh had already offered to act as the party's Tank, though with the large party size everyone agreed it be difficult for the Guardian to keep track of the entire team all by himself, and thus Yoshiaki, a Samurai, was urged to act as a back-up Tank to support Sayinh. Behind the leading Tanks were the party's offensive fighters: the Swashbuckler Someone, whose name would surely lead to some confusion eventually; the Monk Rampart; and the self proclaimed Pirate Swashbuckler, Teuthida. In the third row from the front were the party's offensive spell casters: the Sorceress Lockett, and the Heretic Medresi. In the back of the main party stood the party's support users, both Noiharans and both capable supporters: Kaos, whose summons would hopefully keep the party alive, and Lamenta, whose rhythms and tunes would keep everyone in good spirits with his buffs. Though they were all tackling this dungeon, many of them were still new to adventure and would need the guidance and supervision of Adventurers who had tasted the good and the bad, the victory and defeat, of adventure. Behind the main party's supporters were two such Adventurers who came to watch over the 'young' Adventurers and step in should any emergencies arise. Dumah walked beside Katarina, his Magic Light illuminating the cavern to allow everyone to see. "So, do you think they will need our intervention? All of the main party's DPS are level one Adventurers, though they have higher leveled support members, and a level twelve Tank." Dumah looked towards the front of the party, smiling a bit as he watched Sayinh. "He has been doing very well in his training, he is a very resourceful boy. To be honest, I see much potential in him." The party walked in their formation for about five minutes, not encountering a single enemy. It gave the party time to talk and go over their strategies. "Honestly Katarina, I am finding it very tempting to take position of commander. This is actually reminding me much of my days when we first came to this world and I founded the Boston Tea Party." Dumah smiled and gave a nostalgic sigh. "Those days are long gone, but I hope these kids all find themselves with a similar bond." The Spellsword found himself having to alternate between his Magic Light spell and juggling a Fireball Pitch in order to keep the tunnels lit. As he was a Swashbuckler, and not one of the spell caster classes, his Magic Light only lasted a fourth of the duration. Nevertheless, he managed to keep the darkness at bay sufficiently. The orb from the Magic Light spell bobbed up and down gently by Dumah's shoulder when it was out. With any luck, the dungeon run would go smoothly enough, and with no deaths. |
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Post by Someone on Jan 7, 2016 2:58:03 GMT
 As Somoene traveled across some kind of dungeon he started to look around, he needed to know the extent of everyone's abilities. They seemed to of accumulated a talented group for the raid but he was unsure, he decided perhaps it would be best to get to know the other's before going into the heat of battle. Roen began by clearing his throat as if to insinuate he'd be speaking soon, "Ah well, we haven't really gotten a chance to talk so I'd like to do so now." With that he began to look around and he happened to off seen a few familiar faces. One of which was the first person he spoke to one the 'Apocalypse' had taken place. She had seemed to be a very nervous girl, but nevertheless it wasn't something he had made himself too concerned for. "I guess since I requested it, I shall go first. You can call me Someone, I am of the Swashbuckler class. Nice to meetcha."
Though the second person to catch his eye was that of Rampart, pretty much the second person to whom he met during the catastrophe. Remembering the scene itself quite clearly he decided not to bring it up, it didn't seem to be off much importance so he didn't really bother the other. Roen hadn't known many people in the party aside from one other who he hadn't spoken to much, it was the Samurai of the group known as 'Yoshiaki,' although he didn't catch much information off of him. Aside from the few he was able to recognize Roen didn't know the others, none of their face said 'Hello! Idiot use your brain, you know me.' Either that or he was completely oblivious to the fact.
Although Someone hadn't been sure as to why he was invited to do a Dungeon, though he wasn't complaining. It was just more experience, and he certainly wouldn't turn that down. The ruins made him a little on edge as it was his first raid ever, he wasn't really used to it. Actually he wasn't really adept at the game itself either, considering he had only played it once or twice with his friends before accidentally being brought into a world he knew nothing about. Really it was all about the learning process for him, Roen just had to find his style and flare. Otherwise he'd be left in the dust, and considering the fact he didn't know what the heck he was doing that would end up being very bad for him.
Behind him he had heard the other's talking, though most of the words were too quiet for him to hear as he was near the front rather than the back. To him they were the most mysterious, they held no obligation to helping the new players but they did without hesitation. It could of possibly been they were nice people and wanted to help further the community, but due to the Apocalypse he had realized most people were not as they seem. All of their good deeds had evil intentions, most everything someone did was so that they could fulfill their own self desires. Although that wasn't necessarily true, some people were just very kind and could turn a blind eye to the wrong.
There hadn't been much for him to do other than to watch and stay on-guard as much as possible, it was just common sense that at any time they could be attacked. The point man of the group seemed to be a much higher level than himself so it made Roen feel a little at ease. At least someone with experience would be there just in case they were attacked while everyone else was not expecting it. Though sometimes looks could be deceiving, perhaps the other person was just at that level by coincidence. Level is for show after all, the higher of a level you were the better another player expected you to be. The thought of it made him nervous, it also made him relieved he was of the lower levels of the group. Although it seemed majority of the group was closer to his level than not.
Nevertheless Roen was extremely curious as to how they would handle the dungeon. Something that also piqued his interest was what could happen, was there some kind of reason to bring a bucket load of newbies together so that they could run a dungeon? Perhaps not, but sometimes Roen couldn't help but over-think things.
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Post by Teuthida on Jan 7, 2016 3:56:35 GMT
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Teuthida walked next to her old doctor, whom she had been trying to find since the catastrophe. She finally found him at the Noihara Guildhouse, working in a bedroom that he had converted into a laboratory. It comforted her to know he had poured himself and his energy into research once again. She skipped along happily, smiling from ear to here asking question after question as to what the Summoner had been doing since they ended up here and what he was currently researching.
Kaos sighed as the onslaught of questions hit him again and again: unending. He couldn't remember the last time he had talked to any of his patients except in passing since coming to this world, but then again he spent most of his time researching, avoiding the world as a whole. He still went out on the odd exploration along the coastline, the place he said he'd meet his wife when they entered the game. He sighed and pat the young girl's head. "Calm down Ida; we are in a dungeon after all. the more excited and loud you are the harder it will be for us to hear an enemy coming up on us."
Teuthida heaved a sigh, crossed her arms, and pouted. "Fiiine~" She continued to walk alongside Kaos as she looked around at the others in the group. "Yahello Someone~ My name is Teuthida but you can call me Ida! I am a swashbuckler of the high seas, a Pirate if you will!" She gave a broad wave to the entire party and checked that she had both her cutlasses equipped and her flintlock handy, reminding herself that she needed to order another pistol. She nudged Kaos to get him to introduce himself as well.
"I am Kaos, a Summoner of the Spirits of the Land, and a proud member of Noihara - along with my companion here. As long as you respect myself and the Spirits, I will be able to help you guys out plenty." He readjusted his glasses and gave a wry smile to the group as he slowed his pace to ensure that Ida and himself remained towards the middle of the group. He gave a slight nod to Dumah, his Guild Leader, and Katarina, the Cleric who helped him during his dream.
The two kept their pace as they scanned the dark, damp caverns ahead of them, preparing for just about anything. Kaos followed behind Ida by a few steps, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, Summoner's Fiend. Ida walked in the exact center of the party where she would be able to defend the Support classes as well as launch attacks on the front lines. Their footseps landed almost in unison as they tried to remain calm and cool-headed as the darkness encroached in on them every so often. Dumah was doing a good job of keeping their path lit but as he juggled the flame to keep the skill active, the slight loss in visibility kept Kaos and Teuthida on edge.
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Post by Lamenta on Jan 7, 2016 5:02:55 GMT
HP: 100% MP: 100% SKILL USED: N/A LAMENTA bard Lamenta stand up idly observing the group party in front of them. He notice that kaos the summoner is in the group along with a woman that slightly shorter than him, he notice a some kind of pirate tattooed in (with that eyepatch skull and the tentacles, it really does gives the tattoo a pirate feels). He knows Kaos from that particular dream event, and of course from the guild, he is a new noiharan as himself. Kaos keep amazed him by his summons antique, last time he has a chance to witness a krakken and fenrir shadow. What will he witness next, he wonders. He hopes everyone here might do something breathtaking or fun stuff.
Other than two companion, he could see Dumah and... the fluffy tail, Katarina. He grin, daily dose of fluffiness, check. He will greet her later,a man that looks like the one who started this group introduce himself,, apparently his name is someone...literally, the swashbuckler who just introduce himself called 'someone', this may be confusing in the middle of fight, later they definitely can't just say 'please someone heal me i am dying' because it may lead to confuse him. This may be a troublesome task, but well he can manage it.
He listen to everyone introduction, the girl who is near Kaos called Teuthida. It seems that she refers to herself as a pirate, how amusing. On the olden days, pirates known with their viciousness and loyalty (on some occasion they can be treacherous too), they won't abandoned any of their crewmates. Some of the pirates are nobles. Does Teuthida like that, or it just simply an admiration of pirate figure and thought about them as cool, and enjoy the self proclaimed pirate, well he defintely will know about that later.
' I am a going-to-be traveler musician and also a noiharan, like Kaos. My name is Lamenta which you guys probably guess i am a Bard. I can be either DPS or Support. But for now i will focus on the support aspect. I hope we can work together well'
This kind of group consist of low level, the one that actually has a high level is only Dumah and well...Katarina can be count as high level too, not as high as Dumah but still higher than the average of the group level which is nine. He has calculated after observing everyone level in the group. The one in the middle level should be Sayinh and Kaos.
He nod by himself, he notice the meaning of this group. This is just like Dumah, he want to train every low level here, it doesn't matter wether they are noiharan or not. He feels glad that he join a guild who the leader is a kind hearted guy
He placed himself on the back of the group while walking to get a clear view of everyone
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Post by Medresi on Jan 9, 2016 0:52:55 GMT
Medresi was nervous as she walked up to the group from behind. She'd heard about a dungeon exploration going on, and thought it'd be a good chance to get some experience in. Unfortunately for him, she didn't have a watch yet and trying to tell the time by staring at the sun hurt his eyes, so she might, miiiiight have been a smidge late. Just maybe. But...Hopefully she could just sneak in without making a big scene, and if anyone asked he could just pretend to have been there the whole time! Yeah. Yeah, that'd work. Ideally, of course, he'd meet some new people, make some friends. He didn't know many people...Not in this world, anyways, and she was nervous about spending the rest of the time here alone. Of course, after a couple of years without particularly exercising his social chops, he was pretty nervous about trying to fit into a group of other people, some of whom probably already knew each other and had a social circle all their own to begin with. Still, sink or swim, right? Surely, she wouldn't completely embarrass himself just moments into meeting eve- "YOU! OH MY GOD WHERE ON EARTH DID YOU GET THAT COAT I've been looking forever for something just like that howdidyougetitwhat'ditdropfromdoyouknowwhatgameit'sbasedonpleasepleasepleasetellmeitisn'taclassspecificdropAHHHHHHH!" God damnit Medresi. The excited Heretic ran up to a Foxtail Cleric immediately upon seeing that they just so happened to be wearing a certain eye-patterned purple coat, with a matching outfit to boot. The were practically stars popping out of his eyes as he dashed on up to the apparently-fashionable Foxtail, and she stopped just short of plowing the girl over and made at least a fair effort to dodge anyone or anything else in the way. Nervousness and anxiety over making a fool of himself completely forgotten, she practically squee-ed over the prospect of meeting someone else who had the same interests as he did, and the fact that it just happened to be one of the chaperoning higher-leveled Adventurers didn't hurt to impress Medresi that this was someone Incredibly Cool(tm). That lasted all of about...Lets say ten seconds, if we're generous. After he took a moment to realize just what she just did, he froze, realizing that prooobably everyone was looking at the crazy heretic that ran up to the group screeching about coats, of all things. She quickly withdrew to a much more of a timid stance, pulling her hood over his head and stammering, "Ah-Um-I-I'm sorry I'm late...Lost track of the time, a-and I don't really have a watch or anything, and...er...Medresi, reporting for duty?"Tags: @dumah Teuthida @bornfromvelvet sayinh Lamenta Yoshiaki Someone Lockett Rampart |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2016 7:50:23 GMT
Katarina grinned giddily as she walked through the dark caverns next to Dumah. Even after all the time she had spent adventuring, the prospect of dungeon crawling still excited her. In front of her was the party that her guild master had asked her to look after, all walking in formation. Two Tanks, five DPS, two Support. Well, she says this. One certain DPS, a Heretic by the name of Medresi, hadn't turned up as of yet, which was a shame. If she was anything like Corvo, she'd have been a great addition to the party. Dumah glanced at Katarina, asking if she thought that the party would need their help. Kat shrugged. "Putting levels aside, this is, for most of them, their first time exploring a dungeon in Elder Tale. I wouldn't be surprised if they needed some help here and there." At the same time though, Kat had worked with three of the people in the party: Sayinh, Lamenta, and Kaos. The three of them were with her during the Fenrir event, and they performed remarkably well. Honestly, the Fox Tail had assumed that Kaos was a higher level character before she saw him here, but hey, you learn something new every day. The Swashbuckler smiled as he noticed Sayinh at the front, noting his skill and resourcefulness. Katarina sweatdropped as she remembered some specific examples of his "resourcefulness", namely the examples that ended with the Cleric falling face-first onto solid ice. "Resourceful indeed..." Kat muttered, a part of her still wondering why he had kunai knives hidden in his coat pocket. The group in front of her seemed to have started mingling amongst themselves, introducing one another. The Swashbuckler smiled at the sight, commenting that he was finding it very hard to not just take the helm and relive his Boston Tea Party days. Kat nudged him slightly. "Hey, this is their big day. Don't make it about yourself." she joked, grinning slightly. Before she could continue talking however... well...
"YOU!"Kat paused, wondering why in the seven hells a Heretic randomly ran up to her. "U-Uhm, me?" she stuttered, pointing to herself. She was not prepared for this event. With every word the girl spoke faster and faster, asking where she got her coat, if she knew what it's design was based off, and if it was a class specific drop. At least, that's what she thinks she said. She really couldn't be sure. Honestly, she couldn't understand half of that freak out.
Katarina just stood there, her mind still processing what just happened. Then it clicked. The Cleric's eyes lit up at the prospect of finding a kindred spirit, the prospect of finding a fellow fan of a certain tactical RPG. Kat was about to start talking, before she felt the rest of the group's eyes on her and who she had decided was now her new best friend. Clearing her throat and trying to do her best to remain calm, Katarina glanced at the interface, noticing that the girl was in fact Medresi, the DPS they were missing. The newly identified Medresi froze, also realising the situation she was currently in. Pulling her hood over her head, she stammered out an introduction, apologising for her lateness. Kat turned to Dumah, grinning. "I like her."
She had a feeling that they would get along just fine.
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Notes: Medresi, you're a literary genius and don't let anyone tell you otherwise xD] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2016 16:38:19 GMT
Meeting up with everybody Scroll within the box Sayinh turned, looking back at the great group of people walking behind him. Many of them were low leveled, or level 1 to be more specific. Looking at the group, they had a well-rounded combination of the classes, giving them a great opportunity for being able to kill the enemies waiting them, as well as stay alive and get this dungeon cleared in no time.
The others had introduced themselves, one after the other, and Sayinh slowly got a feeling of whom he was defending this time. Last time it was all different kinds of strangers. The only information Sayinh had on them was their names, yet he still defended them with his life. Sayinh considered himself worthy of the trust of others, even though he knew his level would not gain him that much… yet!
“A greeting seems at its place!”, Sayinh said, as he still walked backwards.
“Hello everybody. Or at least the people I yet have to meet!”, Sayinh said, sending a reassuring smile to all the new ones.
“I’m Sayinh, and as some of you may already have seen am I the Guardian protecting you guys, together with Yoshiaki here. I’ve been in the Noihara guild for about a month now, but I’ve known Dumah”, he said, whilst pointing at Dumah with a stright finger, “... the man standing in the back over there, also known as the Noihara Guild Master, almost ever since I arrived at Londinium after having wondered around most of the Unfounded Kingdom alone. Having met him, was probably the best thing that has happened to me yet, and I’m going to become trustworthy enough to and take over his role, or at least become someone very close to him, when that time comes! Soo… before we get too sentimental here. I am The Neverbreaking Shield, a Guardian that is willing to do everything he can to protect his fellow fighters. I love food, especially chiken salad! Aaaaaaaand, I think that’s about it I think”, Sayinh said.
As he turned over his left, he stumbled over a stone in the ground, but quickly regained balance and kept turning until he faced forwards. He looked down the cavern they were walking in. - Another cavern huh? Next time, I’m going for something a little more free, something outside! -, he thought before he turned his head, looking back at the Swashbuckler.
“Do we have a plan yet, or are we just going in brainlessly?”, Sayinh asked Dumah, or Katarina who were the more experienced in this group of people.
“If not, shouldn’t we get one going instead of charging in without one?”. Sayinh stopped, looking at his interface. - A lot of newbies, not that I have a damn lot to say about that… I am only level 12 myself. Well, we can work with it, the dungeon here is also kind of low leveled, so it shouldn’t be too difficult. And if everything goes wrong, Dumah and Kat is in the back, ready to help… I hope..
Sayinh stopped, then said.
“Let’s make a quick stop here, before we get too far in, and let’s get ourselves a plan. It wouldn’t hurt to have just a slight idea of what to do when it all breaks down”, and then waited for the group to assemble for a brief tactical meeting.
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