The Mask and the Gauntlet
"Alpha and lucifier follow me , we will go to the mid level storage room"
We are currently going to the storage room where many items range from low level to high level are stored , it is hidden inside where no one can get through , it is a private area where only members/NPCS of the guild can enter , other players can't enter cause of a invisible wall which can't be penetrated.
After they gone to the storage room
It has a board saying "mid level storage room"
All of them enter the room.
"Choose any armor , and any weapon for our disguise."
The air crackled with anticipation as Asmodeus, Lucifer, and Alpha stood before the enigmatic Oracle of Eldoria.
I think i will choose monk class for the disguise , i alway wanted to try handtohand combat class , i will wear the Obsidian armor and Elemental Gauntlets to deal Elemenatal damage.
Asmondeus, his obsidian armor gleaming menacingly in the dim light, exuded an aura of brooding power. His gaze, sharp as shattered obsidian, flickered over the assortment of weapons and armor laid out before him. He chose the Elemental Gauntlets, their surfaces shimmering with an inner light, promising a symphony of destruction.
The gauntlets, crafted from the heart of a dormant volcano, pulsed with raw elemental energy, fire, ice, and lightning dancing across their surfaces. Asmondeus, with a cruel smirk, selected a set of light, yet impossibly strong armor. The breastplate was a testament to both protection and intimidation. The accompanying helm, a masterpiece of dark artistry, bore a pair of menacing horns and three intricate lines etched across the visor, promising enhanced vision and a chilling aura of dominance.
Lucifer, his presence as ethereal as a passing shadow, moved with a grace that belied his deadly intent. He chose a longbow, its sleek ebony wood humming with an ancient power. The accompanying quiver, a masterpiece of arcane craftsmanship, was unlike any other.
Crafted from the scales of a dragon, it pulsed with an otherworldly energy, promising an unending supply of arrows. A chilling smile touched his lips as he imagined the countless foes that would fall beneath his relentless barrage.
Alpha, a beacon of serene strength, approached the Oracle with a quiet determination. Her gaze, filled with a profound sense of purpose, fell upon a set of armor that defied all expectations. Light as a whisper, yet capable of deflecting the most ferocious blows, it shimmered with an ethereal glow.
Alpha chose this armor, a testament to the divine protection that guided her. To complement her defense, she selected a holy staff, its head carved from a single moonstone, radiating an aura of divine power. Finally, she chose a shield, larger than any mortal could wield, its surface etched with ancient runes. This colossal shield, a symbol of unwavering defense, would be her bulwark against the forces of darkness.
The air crackled with anticipation as Asmodeus, Lucifer, and Alpha stepped out of the Guild Hall. Asmodeus, the first to emerge, activated his disguise mask.
His appearance shifted dramatically. His obsidian armor remained, but his form subtly altered. His broad shoulders seemed to slump slightly, and his imposing stature shrank, giving him the appearance of a lean, athletic young man. His face, though still retaining his sharp features, softened, appearing more youthful and less intimidating, his age looks like a teenager somewhere between 17 -19.
This item "Mask of the Faceless" high level mask to disguise oneself completely , made from the skin of the doppelganger and bones of the shapeshifter and also enchanted to get more complete disguise. It can even disguise one's level and class , voice and total change , it can completely change you into someone else.
Lucifer followed, his ethereal form shifting with a subtle shimmer. His appearance, too, subtly altered. His sharp features softened slightly, his eyes appearing less intense, more approachable. He exuded an air of casual confidence, the image of a seasoned adventurer returning from a successful hunt, his age seems between 23 - 27.
Alpha, the last to emerge, activated her disguise mask. Her armor remained, but her appearance subtly altered. Her features, though still striking, softened slightly. Her eyes, though still filled with a profound sense of purpose , her age seems between 23 - 25.
Asmodeus, observing Alpha's transformation, raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you looking ugly ?" he inquired, his voice laced with amusement.
Alpha shrugged, a hint of a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Beauty can be a burden, Asmodeus-sama. It attracts unwanted attention, both the good and the bad. Besides," she added with a wry smile,
"a little bit of anonymity never hurt anyone."
Asmodeus chuckled.
"Indeed. You have a point. Now, let us proceed with our mission."
Lucifer nodded.
"We must blend in seamlessly. Observe, learn, and gather intelligence"
"Alright," Asmodeus declared, a mischievous glint in his eyes,
"time to choose our aliases. We can't exactly go around calling ourselves Asmodeus, Lucifer, and Alpha Omega in this world."
Lucifer, ever the schemer, grinned.
"Perhaps 'Lucky' would suit me? Or maybe 'Lucky Luciano'? Sounds suave, don't you think?"
Asmodeus chuckled.
"Lucifer, you call yourself 'Lucky'? You, the harbinger of misfortune? Get real buddy."
"Humor me, my lord," Lucifer retorted, a playful glint in his eyes.
"It could throw our enemies off guard."
Asmodeus, still chuckling, turned to Alpha.
"Any suggestions, Alpha Omega?"
Alpha, her voice devoid of emotion, replied,
"Al. Simple, efficient, and easily remembered."
"Al it is," Asmodeus agreed.
"And I shall be... Asmon. Simple, yet memorable."
Lucifer, after a moment of contemplation, said,
"Very well. I shall be Luci."
With their aliases chosen, the three set off, Asmon, Luci, and Al, an unlikely trio venturing into the unknown. As they walked, they spotted a town in the distance, its walls shimmering in the afternoon sun.
"A town," Asmon observed, his gaze fixed on the distant spires.
"Perhaps we can gather some information there."
They approached the town gates, where a burly guard stood watch. "Halt!" the guard commanded, his voice booming. "State your business and pay the toll."
When Luci started to talk , asmon stops him and tell
" Let me communicate with him , i have waited for days for this moment!!"
And with that Asmon, with a practiced smile, explained that they were travelers seeking shelter while speaking in a awkward way. He paid the required fee, a small silver coin, and the guard, satisfied, allowed them to enter.
Man , i think i still need to talk with people to get fluent in this language , well it is all about learning.
The town was a bustling hub of activity. Merchants hawked their wares, artisans displayed their crafts, and children played in the streets. Asmon, ever the opportunist, immediately began to observe the local customs, the flow of trade, and the social dynamics of the populace. He was particularly interested in the local delicacies, his senses already tingling with anticipation.
Lucifer, ever the charmer, struck up conversations with the locals, his smooth words and captivating smile quickly winning him favor. He gathered information about the local power structures, the political climate, and any potential threats.
Alpha, ever the observer, blended seamlessly into the crowd, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a cold, calculating gaze. She noted the local defenses, the flow of people, and any potential escape routes.
"I asked the locals which motel will be best and they told it is Moonlight Motel," Lucifer reported, his voice a low murmur.
"They claim to have the finest accommodations and service in town."
Asmodeus, intrigued, nodded.
"Moonlight Motel, you say? Sounds promising. Let us investigate."
Alpha, ever pragmatic, inquired, "What are the costs, Lucifer?"
"A room alone is quite pricey, three silver a day," Lucifer replied.
"However, they offer a package deal with meals included for five silver a day."
Asmodeus considered this.
"Five silver a day is a considerable sum, but the information we gather here could prove invaluable. Alpha, what are your thoughts?"
Alpha, after a brief pause for calculation, replied,
"The cost is acceptable. We require sustenance, and the included meals will save us time and resources."
"Agreed," Asmodeus declared.
"Let us proceed to this Moonlight Motel."
They arrived at the Moonlight Motel shortly thereafter, a quaint establishment with a welcoming atmosphere. At the front desk, a young woman with a warm smile greeted them.
"Welcome, travelers," she said. "May I assist you?"
"We would like to rent a room," Asmodeus replied, his voice smooth and confident.
"For five days, with the meal package."
The woman smiled.
"Certainly, sir. That would be twenty-five silver, please."
Asmodeus paid the fee without hesitation. He was eager to experience the renowned hospitality of the Moonlight Motel.