Location~ Grand Masai Gate
Tirian~ Azzy, Feather, Klugh, Morgana, People!
Tirian couldn't help but feel the warmth of having one near you, which believed in you, and especially when he noted that it was Azzy that stood with him as he had asked her to. The people were whispering to themselves, but when The hulking Gentle Giant of a man Klugh stood up and laid his life before Tirian, that was enough to really get them talking. Tirian looked down and nodded to Klugh a soft smile playing on his lips, but only long enough before a party request formed in front of him. He looked to each side first, then scratched at his chin, and then as the soft little voice of "Isn't it obvious" came out he glanced down only out of instinct. A bit of laughter played at his lips as he seen the dubbed rude girl. "Oh well I suppose you're right Feather." He looked pretty dumb for not suggesting it, but he really wasn't sure people were going to follow, so he accepted that and pressed the accept buton, as the four names came together, he called out to the other people stepping up.
One girl in particular he noticed stepping up with that wide eyed expression and pretty smile. "Morgana!" he called out and gave her a thumbs up as he also sent her a Party request to join up with them, they had definitely covered the Holy trinity to some extent here, and that helped. "Alright it will be wise to get maxed out parties, as many as we can with requirements of at least one Shield User, one healer, and a range efficient player, preferably two Healers, and two Shield Tanks, one rane should be enough so long as they can dodge arrows." He really did seem like a hero at this point even though with Heizen speaking up of the past he had longed to forget he got far less than he would have hoped.
By the time Parties were made the Parties had been stacked nicely and he pulled out paper to write it out.
Party A: Tirian,(lead), Klugh(Dmg), Feather(Range), Azmeryth (Range), Morgana (Healer), Then two Shield and spear Lancers, 1 Juggernaut, 1 Hacker, and a Duel Wield Blader.
Party B: was fairly stacked the same only they had managed two Healers, two Tanks, and 4 Dps with a single Range and the leader of that Group.
Party C: Consisted of the few left that were willing to come along, and was a pretty mix up of a club that felt inspired by Tirian's speech, known as the Fighters Club. 2 beaters, and 3 Fighters
Tirian looked down at every group glancing with a smile at his own group as he moved over to the Gate area. "Alright, It would be best if we left in about a half and hour in game time. Fighters Club should help with Damage where other parties are lacking, play support." The group nodded. "Everyone get geared up, its time we break this floor." That was the last he said as everyone else started to scramble off. He turned to his own group and smiled to each of them, Azmeryth actually stood beside him still even now. "Thanks everyone for believing in this. I think we can do it, we just have to fight like we did before, it's a little different facing a field boss from raiding a dungeon, with limited space, but we got this." He seemed sure as the soft baritone that claimed his voice, and now all that was left was the waiting game. "If you have anymore equipment you need, it might be best to get it now, oh and one more thing, for any of you that can see my name I am White Wolf, or for one individual, He glanced to Azmeryth with a smile; "Tiri". Please do not give my name." The randoms that had joined his party looked confused and kind of pissed at the fact he wanted to hide his name but they said nothing only wandered off to finish their own shopping.
(This is after everyone has gotten equipped and what not, do the math and subtract it from your gold you do not need to do a post going to get the stuff unless you absolutely want to.)
Time passed on quickly as Tirians nerves started to get to him. His sword was back in perfect condition, his shield at his back was ready, and the only thing that was slightly out of place, was that he wore the newbie armor. It wouldn't due at all so as he stood their and glanced around at the peculiar style of people he chose his own, part of an outfit he had designed already for colder nights and floors, but he didn't wear it entirely. A white fur skirt for warriors now covered his lower region with somewhat thicker pants as well as fur boots. He had a Fur pelt that pretty much covered his shoulders too. Aria was a true genius with her designs, and it made him happy that he looked like he at least belonged now.
When everyone returned Tirian stood at the ready with his entire chest exposed, the red marking formed odd tribal forms and crosses, as well as a Red Crescent moon on his chest, it moved through his face too. His lower half was covered with part of Aria's fur clothes she had crafted for him and standing there with his pale blue eyes and snow white crown of hair that fell over one of his eyes slightly, he looked like some odd barbaric hero, but it was better than the newbie gear. "It looks like were ready, Ill take up lead of operations if everyone is alright with this, please announce me as White Wolf." No one argued at all and from that point they were off, and in the next ten or so if they hustled they would be at the Tower Dungeon ready to face the Horrors that await them.
(Note: Morte Joined up with Party B. Feel free to place alts within Party B if you desire, and in the case of Reito, if you desire she could be a late addition to Party C. place people at your will.)