CrimsonFlameKylie

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

I edited my post to show that I'm a night behind. For RP reasons, not just that I've been working too much over the last weekend to keep caught up.

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Amber - Dire Mountain - Floor 1 - Previous Night

“Believe me I take plenty of time to enjoy the stay, but I have someone on the other side waiting for me so it can’t be all fun and games now can it?” Amber made her way closer to the stranger, taking not that they weren’t a player killer she put herself at ease. Even if she was Amber felt like she’d have an upper hand over the lute playing joker, “And I can make plenty of friends, I just don’t really like being toyed with.”

Checking the time, Amber sighed and looked up at the virtual skies and got lost counting stars for a short amount of time before returning her gaze to the musician, “It’s getting a tad late to hunt. If you do know of decent hunting grounds I wouldn’t mind coming back out to hunt in the morning.” These words sounded really odd to Amber, even though they came from her own mouth. It was as if her mind had just made the sudden realization that this virtual world was more real than she thought it was.

Mornings in the real world she was always rushing to get to either class or work, where here she just realized it was more of a rush to get to the safest yet most efficient source of experience. Experience and levels were the primary resources for living here, the more experience you earned and the higher level you achieved the more likely it was for you to succeed and live. Maybe even help escape this prison.

She sighed and leaned her back against the rock, “Do you know the average population of the zones throughout the night? Do you think hunting will be easier, possibly with less competition?” Her mind was pondering the thought of hunting at night, and resting during the day. It seemed efficient enough in theory, most people would go rest late at night leaving hunting grounds open. Hunting throughout the night allowed access to much more than it would during the day when zones are over populated. She turned her head towards the rest of the mountain, “If it makes sense to you as well, I’d be willing to give it a try.”

Items

[Items - Consumable and Misc-]

2 Medium Healing Potions
2 Weak Healing Potions
1 Antidote Potion
1 Healing Crystal
1 Teleport Crystal

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Amber - Dire Mountain - Floor 1

Amber waited a few moments before continuing, expecting a message to come sooner than it did from her stalker. When the message finally chimed in Amber was almost surprised by it and moved her foot instinctively to make a step back before catching herself. She raised a finger and opened the message, “that works... Sorry... I have a personal thing against poachers and glass cannon players... I see the clearing on my map and will meet you there.”

With a long sigh, she wondered what she was getting herself in to. Amber didn’t care much for people that went through great lengths to play a role that was unnecessary. As she heard a rustle in the bushes next to her, she began to feel this way even more. If this person was still following her, why not just pop out and say, Oh no, hey! I’m right here! We don’t have to have a secret meeting anymore, I’m just a couple feet away from you after all.

Groaning and scratching the back of her head Amber started to walk forward. Her heavy armor making its usual sound similar to pots banging together in a hectic kitchen as she walked prevented her from being very sneaky, and she was just fine with that. The sneaky game was for people that were either too cowardly to deal with their current situation, or were simply not strong enough to fight. She could respect the latter, as it was difficult to get use to the situation everyone here was involved in, but those that were coward and struck from the shadows simply annoyed her. They had no real honor, and the vast majority of the time just turned out to be player killers that sought fortune in a virtual prison by murdering other innocent inmates.

Just before Amber entered the clearing an almost haunting sound started to rise in front of her. It was clear that it was the person she was meeting, and Amber wondered if the song choice had anything to do with trying to act suspicious and try to create some sense of mystery now that they were going to be revealing themselves. Amber just shook her head, and walked out into the clearing, and upon seeing the girl on the stone playing her lute blankly stared at her for a few moments before speaking, “Are we done playing hide and seek? I have a very short patience, some people say it’s a character flaw and makes me a buzz kill.”

Items

[Items - Consumable and Misc-]

2 Medium Healing Potions
2 Weak Healing Potions
1 Antidote Potion
1 Healing Crystal
1 Teleport Crystal

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Amber - Dire Mountain - Floor 1

Amber blankly stared at the carnage occurring around her. It was clear to her that this man was maxing for speed and damage, he had to have been otherwise nothing he was doing would be making any sense. He was lightning quick, and still struck with the force of a thousand suns. She figured in order for him to be doing this his defensive stats must be ridiculously low, a couple of direct hits from these monsters could spell the death of him she assumed. Yet he seemed quick enough to not allow that to happen, as he devastated the entire group.

With a shocked and look of utter confusion on her face, Amber simply turned from him and began to walk away. She lifted her hand and waved dismissively at him, “You seem to have this handled. Have a good night.”

Amber continued on for a ways before a familiar tone caused her to stop. In front of her a small private message window appeared and she slowly opened it, “Don't you just fucking HATE poachers? I saw you were fighting that thing.. and he just seemed to have randomly been there... Ive been tracking that big bitch for over a week... and I have located a few spawn points... give me a hand and we could split the loot....Party up?”

Quickly she turned and began to scan her surroundings. She wasn’t very far from the scene of the wolf fight, yet she still couldn’t see who had sent her that message. Amber kept gazing into the distance, until another message tone rang in her ear and a party invite popped up in front of her. With a sigh she continued to search for her strange, almost stalker level, ‘friend’.

With a sigh, Amber opened up the private message and tapped the reply icon, Who is this? I don’t normally mind partnering with strangers, but at the moment I feel as if I’m being stalked like prey through the hills. Amber kept the party invite screen open but didn’t tap accept, instead she wrote another PM to the mysterious person, If you don’t want to reveal yourself around other people that’s fine. If you head south there’ll be a nice clearing, meet me there and we can talk in person about your “hunting” grounds.

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

I will still post, but not right now. My girlfriend needs our laptop. The joys of having only one computer...

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

I'll be posting shortly I think. Still trying to figure out how to deal with what appears to have been a God smiting everything around me in blind fury...

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Taken out of context that sounds horribly inappropriate lol

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Oh my, it seems I've missed a lot. Sorry I haven't been around today, had to work.

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Amber Dire Mountain – Floor 1

<<HP-9,297/10,013>>

The overly-bestial wolf in front of Amber let out a soft, pitiful whimper, before collapsing to the ground and dissipating quickly into coding. She stared into the sky to judge the time while her health quickly regenerated. She only had a bit over a quarter of her battle healing skill left before she maxed it out, and was incredibly happy about it. The regeneration was nice, especially in times like these when death in the game results in her immediate and untimely demise in the world of the living.

Amber perused her inventory screen, noting that only a handful of coin and a hide had been dropped, and decided that enough was enough for the day. It had been a while since her run in with the self-proclaimed vigilante and the small group that had formed around her. She had honestly forgotten about it until now, as she started to descend the mountain. Somewhere in her mind was a thought if they were okay, but remembering the imposing image of the large man with the axe she quickly set it aside.

The walk was long and her mind didn’t have much to ponder unfortunately, so the thoughts kept coming back. Rolling her eyes Amber opened her inventory again and searched for her Teleportation crystals. Realizing she only had one left, her head immediately fell in disappointment and she sighed knowing it wasn’t worth wasting a resource such as a teleport crystal to simply avoid a long walk with only her thoughts as company.

After only about five minutes she groaned and opened her inventory again, stared at the crystal, and then shook her head before closing it. This was a cycle that was repeated occasionally, but she never actually used the thing much to her dismay. As she sat down to gaze at the teleport crystal again for a third time, she heard a singing voice carry on the wind. It was pleasant, reminded her of being in town, but in only a short moment the voice was gone.

Blindly and without thinking Amber raised her voice and called out, “Encore!” to the mysterious ghost voice on the winds. Silently chastising herself for being foolish Amber stood up and began her trek once more, before being immediately halted by the sounds of snarling. Immediately she readied her ranseur in the direction the snarling, then checked her HP which reassured her that she was once again at full. A dire-wolf stalked its way out from behind a boulder, and revealed itself to be much larger than those she had been hunting before.

<<HP-10,013/10,13>>

Immediately Amber went from being sarcastic and lost in her thoughts, to being deadly serious. She smirked slightly and twisted the spear a bit, “If we must…” as she finished her sentence the beast charged her, it’s HP simply reading ????. It snarled and barked ferociously as it closed the distance, and Amber mockingly did the same.

As It leapt through the air Amber smirked again, “Bad idea!” She immediately dropped to one knee and braced the pommel of her ranseur on the stone behind her, and as the beast began to drop she activated <<Heavy Lance>> and thrust the large spear forward catching it on the tip and with a roar she flipped it over her head and pulled the spear back as she turned to face the target. It still showed only the symbol for unknown HP, but that had to have been a decent blow. With her parry half the max skill, and her battle healing at almost three quarters, she felt safe enough to last a while against the beast, but she feared her lack of actual damage output might get her killed in this situation.

Slowly strafing around the massive dire-wolf Amber prepared herself for the worst. It took a step forward and Amber took one back, yet it simply raised its head and howled. Her eyes darted back and forth almost as fast as the thoughts in her head began to run, Summoning minions? Likely… A buff? Possibly…

~At the bottom of the Stairs~ An S.A.O RP

Amber furrowed her brow as she stared at the odd scene playing out before her. The accusations, weapon pointing, arguing, and insulting actually made her feel awkward. This was one of those situations that she didn’t enjoy, and was hoping she wouldn’t come across. She had expected a fight, considered having to flee for her life, and even wondered about sudden death. Never did she expect to come across a group of people bickering.

With a sigh she looked up to the sky to check the time of day and then looked back at the people that were once bickering. The man with the axe was leaving, the other boy was long gone, and the girl stood there now. Amber cleared her throat awkwardly and turned to walk away, “Well… Everything seems to be in order here. If you uh… Need anything just shout or uh… something.”

However before she could turn completely the bickering had ceased. The girl ran after the man, and after all that had happened she now appeared to be making friends with him. Again Amber stared off into the distance confused and finally just fastened her spear to her back and turned away. No matter what was occurring Amber decided she wanted little to do with it. The girl killed a man that did wrong, she understood that, but this whole situation just sat wrong with her in the sense that a man just threatened her life and now the girl sought his friendship.

It wasn’t her place to judge, and Amber simply started to walk away. She turned her head once more towards them, “Again if you’re around the area and need help, just call out. I’ll head over if I hear you, I’ll be around for a while still.”