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[Fleur]

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Story: I need a set of herbs from the Ancient Forest so that I can complete my potion in time. There are five plants in total that I need you to collect.  Oh, and you should know that the area is known for having a bad wolf problem, so be careful!


Objective: Go to the Ancient Forest and find the 5 herbs, beware of the wolves that are prowling the area.


Rewards:

• 4 skill points.
• 50 yrd.
  

Sylph race only!

Quest Cool-Down Time: Players must wait 10 days before they can complete this quest again!

SPRING GARDENING

Anyone who was even remotely acquainted with Fleur knew that she held a passion for fantasy novels, and her interest in them was a large part of why she started to play ALfheim Online in the first place. She cherished those enticing tales of shining knights, dashing swashbucklers, and gritty captains and the adventures they undertook. Even if their quest ended in misfortune the hero would always go out in a blaze of glory, though more times than not they ended up victorious and rewarded with both renown and wealth. Fleur had dreamed of having such a wondrous story. Dreamed of being the hero of her own adventure, filled with all manner of terrifying creatures, beautiful castles, and of course endless glory at the end. And to the girl ALO had offered just that opportunity.

And yet, here she was staring at the outskirts of the Ancient Forest, not about to excavate some ancient ruin or defeat a zealous sorcerer, but instead she had been sent to gather herbs. Herbs. The Sylph sighed as she checked her map to see if she was in the right location for the quest. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, she was, and with a quick swipe of her hand both the map and quest log disappeared so that nothing but the shadowy boughs of the Ancient Forest remained in front of her. The girl glanced around for a moment, almost more so to make sure no one saw her doing the quest than to check for danger, before plunging into the primeval wood.

As soon as she stepped foot into the forest the bright sun which had lit up the world disappeared and was instead replaced with a stifling gloom. Within a few steps the Sylph was surrounded by gnarled trees, and with each second the air seemed to grow colder and colder as the warmth of the sun faded. The air was dead silent as well, save for the crunching of leaves as the girl navigated her way through the thin winding dirt path which cut through the forest.

Her footsteps were slow and methodical and seemed almost by habit. Most of Fleur’s time in the fantasy world so far had been spent in the Ancient Forest, either questing or simply taking a peaceful walk to lose some steam, and the shadowed woods were becoming a second home to her. Thus rather than watch her surroundings the girl was instead lost in thought over the “epic” quest she had taken and the fame that would surely come with it. Fleur, Master of Herbs? No…Fleur, Herb Seeker? Or maybe Warrior of the Herb… The girl frowned. No matter how it was spun the quest was just…pathetic. The only consolation for the Sylph as she continued forward was that the quest carried with it a monetary reward, though at this rate she would have to finish the quest at night when no one else was around to avoid the embarrassment…

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A few minutes later Fleur saw that the thick undergrowth of the forest had begun to grow thinner as the dusty path began to wind down into a valley of sorts. Soon thereafter the Sylph emerged at the edge of a large glade. The sudden break in the canopy blinded the girl for a second as her eyes readjusted for the sunlight, but soon the area became entirely visible to her. A thin bubbling stream wound its way through the glade, its rippling surface agleam as it danced across pebbled banks. Knee high grass swayed in the breeze and appeared to cover the entire glade, though Fleur soon noticed that the grass broke in places to make way for an assortment of brightly colored leafy plants. The air also grew warm again and the Sylph took a moment to take in a deep breath of clear air.

Checking her map one last time to make sure she was in the right area the Sylph began to walk into the glade, her hand moving to grip the hilt of her sword. Aside from the quiet murmur of the stream and the rustling of grass the glade was quiet and seemed devoid of life, but Fleur remembered well the warnings of the NPC quest giver. Though the old sage had been rather grouchy and quite frankly irritatingly demanding when he gave out the quest, the old man had still been generous enough to let Fleur know that the area with the herbs was heavily populated with wolves. The girl had dealt with wolves before in some of her treks into the forest and so knew that the mongrels tended to spring out of nowhere. And although more of a weaker monster, it was rather annoying.

Though as Fleur moved through the tall grass she had to divide her attention between watching out for potential wolves and looking for any trace of the herbs she was supposed to find. She had been given a brief description of the plants by the NPC alongside the warning, and according to him the herbs had four ovular leaves with yellow spots and a single red streak down the middle. So far any sight of the plant eluded Fleur though, and the carpet of grass was not making the job easy.

A few moments later the Sylph had all but decided to just cut down the entire glade until she found the herbs, when she spotted a plant at the edge of the stream which seemed different from the rest. And sure enough as she began to approach it a ray of sunlight illuminated the yellow spots on its surface. Letting out a sigh of relief the girl walked to the edge of the stream and stabbed her sword into the rocky shore. She then bent down to retrieve the herb, using both of her hands to dig out the roots to start what would hopefully be a quick gathering of the remaining four herbs, so that she could be done once and for all with the dull quest.

TAGGED

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Fleur]

SPRING GARDENING

With each handful of dirt she removed the girl cursed under her breath. To think that not only would the quest have her do the ever so unheroic task of gathering herbs, but also force her to dig in the mud like some common peasant. Several grimy seconds passed before the Sylph managed to carve out a big enough hole to remove the plant, and with a firm tug the herb was torn from the shore of the stream. With the plant now in the palm of her hand a small window popped up, labelled with the line Sun Bloom x1 and the choice of either accepting the item or dropping it. With a flick of her finger Fleur selected the first option and the herb disappeared in a cascade of white pixels. The girl then checked to make sure that it was indeed the right plant to pick, and sure enough her quest log displayed 1/5 herbs as having been successfully gathered.

As the Sylph stood up she let out a groan of disgust. Though picking the herb had been rather easy, there was one sacrifice she was forced to make. Her hands. Slimy mud caked her palms and the grime had even begun to snake its way up her sleeves. Sleeves which naturally were part of a pristine white outfit. Fleur gave her hands a shake to try and clear the dirt, but the action only managed to cause a shower of mud to spray over the rest of her clothing. With an exasperated whine the Sylph stopped and stretched her hands to either side before any further damage was done. Even without being messy the mud was managing to make her look like an absolute fool, but at least this way the dirt would not be able to stain any more clothing, or worse, get in her hair.

Fleur realized the quick solution to her situation though when the sound of the nearby bubbling stream broke her thoughts. Turning around the girl knelt on the pebbled shore and plunged her hands into the cool water. As the dirt began to slide off into the clear water the Sylph wrung her hands to clean them, wholly absorbed in the act. At least until a loud splash farther down the stream caused the girl to pause and turn her head. Fleur could see nothing past the waving grass, but as she continued to listen a violent rustling stood above the other noises in the glade. Hearing this the girl began to get back onto her feet while reaching for the sword standing nearby, but before her fingers were able to clasp the hilt the bushes in front of her began to shake sporadically. But a moment later a dark shadow burst from the leafy patch and immediately leapt towards her, the only thing visible to the girl being the glint of its open fangs.

TAGGED Nightenhawk

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Nightenhawk]

----Moderation Post----

A Forest Wolf has jumped at you in a preliminary attack, readying itself to fight against the player that had trespassed into its territory.

Actions:
-Wolf Attack (zshi|t64)

--The attack misses you, better luck next time wolfie--
----Also, you are being a guinea pig in testing out this combat style, so please bear with it so I can see if any changes need to be made in the future.  So just be reasonable in judging whether or not you hit the wolf, other than that, feel free to run the battle as much as you want, though I'll be determining if the wolf hits you, for every attack you make, it will also make an attack---


Stats:

Fleur
HP:
200/200

SAIRRI of GS

VS.

Forest Wolf
HP:
30/30

SAIRRI of GS

[Fleur]

SPRING GARDENING

Fleur scrambled backwards just as the beast’s jaws snapped inches away from her body. Digging her feet into the pebbled shore the Sylph pushed and managed to gain some distance between her and the monster, and as the light hitting the glade illuminated her attacker she could see that it was a wolf. Ragged gray fur clung to its body as tiny droplets of water pattered against the shore, a sign that the beast had been the source of the splash the girl had heard. As Fleur continued to stare the name Forest Wolf and a green health bar also appeared above the creature.

With its initial attack having missed the gray wolf began to circle the prone Sylph. The creature kept its body low to the ground and barred its yellowed teeth, as a deep growl emanated from its throat. Mixed with this noise was the scrape of the monster’s claws on the rocky ground as it began to size up its potential prey. Seeing this Fleur knew that the wolf could pounce again at any moment. Though wolves were not known to be particularly tough monsters the attack had caught her off-guard and unarmed, and without her sword the Sylph was already as good as dead.

With a quick shake of her head the girl brushed away the fear rising in her heart, and instead annoyance began to fill her mind. The wolf had dared to interrupt her quest, and as mind numbingly boring as it was, the mongrel would have to pay for its arrogance. As Fleur slowly climbed to her feet she continued to watch the wolf for any sign of a new attack. As she did so the Sylph spotted her sword still impaled in the shore of the stream from the corner of her eye. The weapon stood just a few feet away from the Sylph, but whether by chance or cleverness on the wolf’s part, just a moment later the creature positioned itself between her and the sword.

Monster or no Fleur would need her sword if she planned to win though, and there was no way she was going to let a single filthy wolf take her down. The girl tensed her muscles as she took a deep breath and then waited one second, and then another, and finally as she saw the wolf prepare to leap at the third second she acted. As the creature pounced towards Fleur she leapt forward as well. Surprised the monster wildly snapped its jaws as the girl sailed past it, the sharp click of teeth against teeth coming from so close to the Sylph’s face that she swore she felt the wolf’s hot breath on her cheek. A moment later Fleur landed next to her sword and immediately grabbed the hilt of the weapon tightly in her hand and spun around. The wolf had yet to fully recover from its leap, and so as the creature began to turn around to attack her the Sylph stood and then stabbed her blade downward. The point of the sword dug into the wolf’s pelt as the gray fur around the wound became red, and with a shower of red pixels the girl withdrew the blade to prepare for another strike.

TAGGED Nightenhawk

NOTES HP: 200/200 MP: 130/130 PA: 20 MA: 40 SP: 30

MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[Nightenhawk]

----Moderation Post----

Your attack on the wolf has prompted it to make an attack of its own after your blow landed.

Actions:
-Wolf Attack (R621hnyV)

--The Wolf's attack hits you, dealing 10 damage.  Nice job wolfie, I knew you could do it --


Stats:

Fleur
HP:
190/200

SAIRRI of GS

VS.

Forest Wolf
HP:
10/30

SAIRRI of GS