Hello. This is my first post on this board. I come here seeking aid that shouting in Jeuno just won't provide.
My name is Arcanum. I have met a few of this board's regulars (Zidana, UNCTGTG, some others), so I don't feel completely lost and isolated yet. >.>;
This post will be rather long. For those with short attention spans, impatience, or a straight-forward attitude, my request is in the next paragraph. For those with a love of poetic storytelling, the glorification of simple terms, and sympathy for those who pour their heart into their work, read even further.
I would like help claiming and killing Mysticmaker Profblix in an attempt to get my Moldavite Earring. My Black Mage is 46, and my Red Mage is 58. Please tell me if you are interested in helping me get it. A reward can be arranged if you desire it (as this won't be an easy task), but please, nothing too big. I need all of the money I can get, and I'm only sitting at 100k~ right now. Levelling Black Mage is an expensive process. However, I will not look down on you for wanting a reward. This is a difficult process, and this monster is camped frequently.
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That is the gist of it. For those who care, some backstory as to why I require an earring that some BLM's at much higher levels still do not have...
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Recently, I have fallen from the ways of RDM. I have lost interest in the job I have dragged to level 52, for it has been tarnished from the blood of the stupid.
Kicked in the shins by every DRK who shouts {Red Mage} {Dispel} NOW! <call> the moment he hits for less than 30, only to find that it was his fault and the mob hadn't even used a Buff (which is proven easily by "Arcanum's Dispel has no effect on <insert monster here>." ).
Stabbed through the foot of every WHM too lazy to "waste MP" on Enfeebling, even though with Blink Tanking, they're sitting at a constant 80-90% MP and their spell-spamming RDM is barely at 30% MP (even IF the WHM's Superior MND stat would probably land a Paralyze or two more than the RDM).
Crucified by every BRD who {/point}s and {/laugh}s at the Red Mage who needs to Convert to regain the precious MP that dictates the life of an RDM.
And lastly, ruined by every Red Mage who doesn't pay attention to mob buffs, who forgets they have a PLD who's out of MP, who has an underleveled sub, insists on meleeing even though they do not do it well- wasting their MP on Haste, En-spells, and other buffs when they cannot land a hit anyways. The Red Mages who have such a bad reputation, that it drags the rest of us down.
Those people have made RDM a chore, a suffering existance of stereotypes, expectations, and lies.
So I picked up Black Mage, dusted it off, (for it hadn't been used since Yhoat), and began the days of destruction once again. It felt good. I would look at the other Black Mages seeking party, and silently praise myself for going the extra mile for the Solid Wand, Morion Earrings, +1 Seer's Gear, Hume RSE Boots, and similar. I would laugh at the BLM's next to us using Tier II spells being resisted for less than the Tier I's I had been using more efficiently. Snickering every time a Tarutaru BLM would be threatened by me, overnuke, and suffer dearly for it in HP, and in a lot of cases, EXP. I was an awesome Black Mage, it seemed. I made a few friends, party leaders would cheer me on in {/tell}, people would {/hurray} when the Melee would put together a 3-part skillchain and I would perfectly nail both MB's. And that's when it happened.
While in a party in {Quicksand Caves} (I was level 46 at the time), the second BLM in the party dinged 47. A tarutaru, no less. He had been surpassing me in almost every way during battles, but I didn't mind. We had almost identical gear, so I respected him for his effort. During the next battle however, the gap increased again. His spells put mine to shame, his Magic Bursts made mine look like they were launched by a Red Mage. In just one level, he had changed something so drastic, that it furthered me from him even more. A simple /check revealed the answer...the earring.
That wonderful earring that no BLM should be without. That Earring that cannot have a price put upon it. That earring stolen from the Corpse of a Goblin in a Labyrinth of death.
Dearest Moldavite earring, how I desire thee...
Putting my Black Mage on hold, I strongly debated my actions. Researching the monster known as Mysticmaker Profblix, I found few answers. It seemed I had to pick up Red Mage once more, in an effort to make my Black Mage even more powerful. I took Red Mage to 58 in a rapid manner- partying as soon as I logged on, disbanding right before I logged off. Spells went unbought, equipment passed over, Artifact Armor quests forgotten in the fury of my race. By the time I stopped, I sat at level 58, defeated. I cannot contribute well to parties as is- lacking the Artifact Gear that makes Red Mage so much more efficient. Without a ton of friends with high level jobs, I am unable to make trips to get my AF without shouting in Jeuno for days, hiring someone, or requesting favors from my only level 70+ friend. I intended to take Red Mage to 62~, level NIN, quest for {Utsusemi}, and solo Profblix. But the first time a party kicked me for not even having my AF Legs, I saw this as an obstacle. So I turned to my LS.
After a couple bouts of bad luck (Including my recruited LS friends logging out three seconds before Mysticmaker spawned, then deciding not to claim him; as I didn't want to die), I have come here. I stand before you, a man defeated on two fronts. Any aid that could be provided to me would be greatly appreciated, and possibly rewarded with what little I have to spare.
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Please help this Hume BLM compete with the perfection of a Tarutaru.