Near the front of the raid stood two figures trading blows that hardly seemed to shake one another. The Undead Warrior would lunge at its enemy, only to see its strike deflected by a massive shield and suffer a counter attack that barely scraped its health bar. The tit for tat struggle would have lasted hours had a stray arrow not struck the monster from the side. Seeing her prey dissolve into glittering lights, the player gave a petulant sigh, disappointed that she hadn't scored a single kill so far. She [i]was[/i] rather proud of how well she had held aggro, but with the sheer number of players in the raid it was near pointless; there were almost too many to kill. Deciding that even an assist was better than nothing, the girl slammed her overlarge shield into the ground to celebrate the kinda-victory before following the mass of bodies to the next room.

She joined in the ragged cheer as the more experienced players outlined their plans, which were thankfully simple enough. These kind of dungeons didn't often have adds in the boss rooms though, so she was willing to admit to feeling a bit superfluous; even a fully specced tank couldn't hope to hold aggro against a raid boss alone. Perhaps that was the reasoning behind having many smaller groups though, to share the incoming damage between the highest number of targets..? [i]Ah, the hell with it...[/i] Those in charge presumably knew what they were doing and she wasn't going to step on anyone's toes just yet, which led smoothly along to her next problem... finding a party. While she had been second-guessing people, half of the raid had organised itself.

The diminutive tank wandered through the throng, trying to find a group lacking in heavy armour to attach herself to. Fortunately, opportunity called in the form of another tiny girl, this one hanging off some poor sod's shoulders... [colour=fff200][b]'Hey midget! Sign me up.'[/b][/colour] She approached the girl and her unwilling steed with a game-winning grin. [colour=fff200][b]'I like your style. Call me Da Loli... Or Fuyuko. Preferably Da Loli.'[/b][/colour] In spite of her bombastic introduction, Fuyuko paid close attention to the girl's equipment, determining that her build was most likely either DPS or off-tanking. In either case, she could be a good foil to Fuyuko's absolute tank style. She also noted a handful of others close by, including two males, one of whom looked suspiciously like he was trying to escape, and a lost looking girl. [i]A two-hander, a one-hander and an archer; all DPS builds. Outstanding.[/i] [colour=fff200][b]'And you three fine darlings, yaranaika?'[/b][/colour] Fuyuko gave them her best suggestive grin, fully aware that she had most likely scared them all off.