Striker has his roots in Calpheon but learned Martial Arts Techniques from a master in the Orient. With years of training, and the experience gained from real combat, he has become a master of hand to hand combat, his style suited both to street fighting, and the chaos of a battlefield.
Striker’s speed and agility, coupled with the fury of his fists, feet, or elbows, makes him a truly terrifying sight to behold, let alone face in combat. Additionally, his grapples give him a large amount of control over his enemies, should he successfully execute them. Should he not, however, he will need all of his skill to face the onslaught of his foes.
Below, you will find a preview of notable Striker skills and their uses.
Performs a heavy shoulder charge. The starting skill of a combo that can be connected in so many dynamic ways.
- Activate by pressing RMB.
- Applies Forward Guard, and recovers a moderate amount of WP.
- Can stun opponents.
- The skill has a maximum of 3 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 16 points to max out all ranks.
Closes in instantly and strikes with the knee to immobilize the enemy. Leads to a barrage of combos to bring down foes.
- Activate by pressing Shift + LMB.
- Applies Forward Guard and can inflict the Stiffness condition.
- This skill has a maximum of 3 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 19 skill points to max out all ranks.
Uppercut the enemy and launch them into the air.
- Activate by pressing Q.
- Applies Forward Guard, and can inflict the Floating condition on enemies.
- This skill has a maximum of 4 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 40 skill points to max out all skills.
- Combos into:
Leap upwards and slam your fist into the ground to smash enemies.
- Activate by pressing LMB while using Twisted Collision.
- Applies Super Armor.
- Decreases enemy evasion and can knock them down.
- This skill has a maximum of 3 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 30 skill points to max out all ranks.
Somersault to launch the enemy in the air. With the right timing and height, Striker inflicts an extra kick.
- Activate by pressing S + Q.
- Recovers a moderate amount of WP and can inflict the Floating condition.
- This skill has a maximum of 4 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 49 skill points to max out all ranks.
- Activate by pressing Q, while using somersault.
- Applies Super Armor, reduces enemy evasion, and can inflict the floating condition.
Grab your enemies a choke-hold, then send them flying with your fists. A true choke-and-fling skill.
- Activate by pressing E.
- Applies Super Armor, and can knock down enemies.
- This skill has a maximum of 3 ranks, with a cumulative cost of 20 skill points to max out all ranks.
Gardbrace greatly enhances the strength of the Striker’s hand-to-hand combat. The Awakened Striker will be able to use new, powerful skills accompanied by the Echo Spirit.
Enjoy the fast-paced fighting with various combos, in the thrill of combat.
Below are some of the core skills of the Striker Awakening.
Grabs the target and slams them down on the ground.
Sweeps the ground to knock down targets and pounds down hard.
Cartwheels to strike down hard on the ground.
Springs forward, corkscrewing through the air, like a bullet.
Raids the target like a savage beast hungry for meat.
Lightens the body to move forward in a flash.
Not too long after this fete did the darkened house fill with sorrow rather than laughter. With my little hands in my parents’, I was on a ship sailing far to the east. I remember it clearly. Besides the foul stink onboard, we were unwelcome nobles from Calpheon, greeted with glares and suspicion. When the ship had finally reached its unknown destination, the three of us had become just one.
The land was filled with black hair, as dark as the inhabitants eyes. I was nothing but an outsider. For a weak boy picking through the garbage in the street markets, running into my quirky master was sheer luck. With him, I wandered all over the continent and learned to be literate along with everything else. When my heart seemed to have settled in this once-unfamiliar land, I decided to enter the Grand Tournament, the only shot for an outsider and a brawler like myself to earn a fair title.
I took the champion title. The Grand Tournament granted me the chance to join the Western Frontiers, the guild of the finest martial artists, without segregation of any kind.
I was somewhat ready, but for a vagabond who had not followed any rules and boundaries before, the communal life of strict principles felt like prison bars. My background as a blue-eyed foreigner had already received enough attention and discrimination which put me in introspection. Impoverished and confused, I accepted my master’s suggestion to head West to discover my roots. The place of my birth, a place with other bearing the same hair color and pupils as I. For someone like me who drew attention everywhere I went, getting onboard the ship that set sail for Goma Naru was a journey to find the ordinary out of an extraordinary life.
The martial arts of the fist with the longest history in the Orient is the one involving the movements of the tiger, panther, snake, monkey, and crane. Master told me it all started when the weak mankind, shuddering under the greatness of nature, started mocking the beastial motions of the birds and brutes in the hopes of gaining some force to stand against nature itself.
The martial arts I was trained in followed the foundation of such beastial traditions, enhanced with sharp weapons and constructive training. I could not prove that I had come close to matching the great powers of nature and the savages. Even my master told me there was no more to be learned. This was it. This was when I felt I had come to a stop and hit the barrier.
If I could ever go back to the times before the discovery of metal and fire, where only the will to survive against a brutal world existed, would I be able to surpass my limitations? This question haunted me all through the lonesome voyages on the sea.
When I finally disembarked at Calpheon, the worries to find my true roots melted away as the days passed, buried in a crowd of blue eyes and golden hair. But this is when yet another desire started blazing within me. The urge to reach the ultimate realm of martial arts. I needed to be the master of fighting.
I settled down in a small valley, in Southern Calpheon and immediately went into meditation and training.
3 years passed. My days were spent studying the birds and brutes of Calpheon and trying to imitate their behavior and motions. This was when I felt enlightenment come to me. I wanted to embrace the newly-found energy, resembling that of elementary nature, but this started to conflict with the energy I had attained from my years of training.
6 years passed. Everything had changed or was in a stage of transition. My breathing had changed completely, and I was letting the energy of nature flow within my entire body The concept sounded simple. Putting it into action was a whole different story.
Years of old habits got in the way of the hypogastric breathing, and it was hard to tell if I was actually grasping such lessons as nature wished to teach, but when I finally got around to mastering the breathing, I could feel the fusion of explosive energy harmonizing deep within me.
9 years passed. The result was beyond expectations. My hair, once speckled with white, regained its golden hue and new teeth grew in. The energy of nature knew no limits. My movements flowing ever so naturally was pure martial art. I had reached a whole new realm.
When I felt nothing could stand in my way, I realized I was neglecting the words of my master that I should always take a step back to look around myself at the zenith of my days. Overwhelmed in the immense energy, I started losing control and getting drained in the labyrinth of energy. The energy I had thought to be fused were just covering one another, colliding incessantly in a wild vortex. I felt divided.. stuck in between old and new energy, until… the newly-acquired energy, the spiritual alter ego took form outside of my body and though I tried to contain the energy, I failed over and over again. I felt hopeless and defeated by my own projection.
This was when I remembered the promise I had made my master. We agreed to meet in Goma Naru around this time of our lives. Sure I would receive the answer I needed, I set off to meet my master before dawn had even arrived. “I will put my arrogance behind, and receive the teachings of the master once more. The great master will see right through me and give me a solution.”
I was never to meet my master again.
Little did I know…