Bloodblade
After passing the 5th-circle fighter's test my thoughts turned to the Bloodblade and finally qualifying for it. I figured I would work on it as I continued my training with Histia and hopefully by the time I finished with that I'd be able to work on training with the Bloodblade.
Once again Sor came to the rescue and insisted on working with me to get the Bloodblade. I had a feeling he was more irritated with my lack of progress than I was and since repeatedly killing Rockodiles on the beach is so dull I eagerly looked forward to the company.
The first part of the hunt was routine and I could tell Sor was getting bored. It wasn't me being telepathic but him telling me that I didn't need him. So I suggested we head up to the Northwest Forest because there are beaches there for me to get red and good coin. He didn't seem too impressed about the possibility of money (I think he's saved up a lot of money) but went with me anyway. After some time there I suggested we go up to the Feral Coast and then to the lake since I figured the rockodile spawn rates up there were higher than the western beaches close to town. This wasn't really the case but other interesting things happened.
Sor and I talked about the philosophy behind the Bloodblade and how you have to walk the thin line between life and death. Thus, how do you qualify for such a weapon? How close to death do you have to get to truly walk the Bloodblade path? How crazy do you have to be to want to use the Bloodblade?
After some time by the lake I suggested we go to the Pods which Sor eagerly agreed to so off we went. There aren't a lot of fur here but lots and lots of Chameleopods which I figured would be just the ticket. I fell many times while I was here and even to vermine a couple of times which rather embarrased me for a while until I got over that and just focused on killing as much as I could. Sor certainly had his work cut out for him as he worked on raising me while ensuring he didn't fall as well. A few times he had to run out for safety and then return when it was a bit safer to raise me so we could continue.
I managed to get four messages before Sor had to leave. He did tell me that I was close so that I should definitely qualify the next time. He was more right than he knew.
A few days later we venture forth and I get down to low health and start whacking as Sor and I discuss more about the philosophy of the Bloodblade when something miraculous happens.
I reached a breakthrough! At first Sor didn't believe that I reached a breakthrough in the Bloodblade and wanted to borrow one to see if I could learn from it but I told him it had to be since I already qualified for the two other blades. I got my dagger and Moonstone from storage and Sor gathered some folks for the trip to the Bloodblade Cave.
We got down there quickly and worked on clearing the Undine from the cave where Nacerus lives. There were dozens of all kinds and it seemed as if they would never end when we at last defeated them all and I could speak to Nacerus face-to-face.
He took my Moonstone and as its power was siphoned into the dagger the Moonstone turned red and crumbled and the dagger twisted. At this time I felt a twinge of doubt at the Moonstone being destroyed but then I realized that the power from the Moonstone was being drawn into the dagger. Once that power was removed the Moonstone would just be a regular rock and thus would have nothing holding it together. The dagger shifting shape was the result of the Moon's power affecting the dagger so that it would have the shape it desired. Sor didn't like this process very much and I can understand why.
We fought our way out of the cave and I started training with the Bloodblade, interrupting my Histia training for the second time. It will be quite some time before I have trained in it enough to be of any real use but that's alright as my regular Atkus and Darkus will be good enough for the areas I travel in regularly. Besides, I need to improve my balance before working on anything else. I'm thinking of Regia specifically since I hate waiting for my balance to recover before being able to hit again.
Ah, I also revamped the colors of this journal to reflect my new outlook on life.
Once again Sor came to the rescue and insisted on working with me to get the Bloodblade. I had a feeling he was more irritated with my lack of progress than I was and since repeatedly killing Rockodiles on the beach is so dull I eagerly looked forward to the company.
The first part of the hunt was routine and I could tell Sor was getting bored. It wasn't me being telepathic but him telling me that I didn't need him. So I suggested we head up to the Northwest Forest because there are beaches there for me to get red and good coin. He didn't seem too impressed about the possibility of money (I think he's saved up a lot of money) but went with me anyway. After some time there I suggested we go up to the Feral Coast and then to the lake since I figured the rockodile spawn rates up there were higher than the western beaches close to town. This wasn't really the case but other interesting things happened.
Sor and I talked about the philosophy behind the Bloodblade and how you have to walk the thin line between life and death. Thus, how do you qualify for such a weapon? How close to death do you have to get to truly walk the Bloodblade path? How crazy do you have to be to want to use the Bloodblade?
After some time by the lake I suggested we go to the Pods which Sor eagerly agreed to so off we went. There aren't a lot of fur here but lots and lots of Chameleopods which I figured would be just the ticket. I fell many times while I was here and even to vermine a couple of times which rather embarrased me for a while until I got over that and just focused on killing as much as I could. Sor certainly had his work cut out for him as he worked on raising me while ensuring he didn't fall as well. A few times he had to run out for safety and then return when it was a bit safer to raise me so we could continue.
I managed to get four messages before Sor had to leave. He did tell me that I was close so that I should definitely qualify the next time. He was more right than he knew.
A few days later we venture forth and I get down to low health and start whacking as Sor and I discuss more about the philosophy of the Bloodblade when something miraculous happens.
I reached a breakthrough! At first Sor didn't believe that I reached a breakthrough in the Bloodblade and wanted to borrow one to see if I could learn from it but I told him it had to be since I already qualified for the two other blades. I got my dagger and Moonstone from storage and Sor gathered some folks for the trip to the Bloodblade Cave.
We got down there quickly and worked on clearing the Undine from the cave where Nacerus lives. There were dozens of all kinds and it seemed as if they would never end when we at last defeated them all and I could speak to Nacerus face-to-face.
He took my Moonstone and as its power was siphoned into the dagger the Moonstone turned red and crumbled and the dagger twisted. At this time I felt a twinge of doubt at the Moonstone being destroyed but then I realized that the power from the Moonstone was being drawn into the dagger. Once that power was removed the Moonstone would just be a regular rock and thus would have nothing holding it together. The dagger shifting shape was the result of the Moon's power affecting the dagger so that it would have the shape it desired. Sor didn't like this process very much and I can understand why.
We fought our way out of the cave and I started training with the Bloodblade, interrupting my Histia training for the second time. It will be quite some time before I have trained in it enough to be of any real use but that's alright as my regular Atkus and Darkus will be good enough for the areas I travel in regularly. Besides, I need to improve my balance before working on anything else. I'm thinking of Regia specifically since I hate waiting for my balance to recover before being able to hit again.
Ah, I also revamped the colors of this journal to reflect my new outlook on life.

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