Mari

Crafting 14/10/2025 Post Link 254928, Perfect TTierless Stim, (CD:12, LD: 3) Perfect Tierless Stim 254928 | Miraculous 254931, Rare TTierless Stim, (CD:8, LD: 13) + 254931-1, Rare TTierless STim, (CD:8, LD: 13) = Perfect Tierless Stim 254939 | Miraculous 254933, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933| Searing 254933-1, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933-1 | Searing 254933-2, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933-2 | Searing 254935, Rare T

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2740/5119--> 2840/5119 CRAFTING: 14/10/2025 Perfect Tierless dessert 252735 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254928 CD: 12 LD: 3 Perfect

His blade prickled her skin, and it felt heavy- a strange electricity almost that vibrated from the dark weapon. It almost felt like Juiblex. But Mari wasn't sure if that was just her addled mind loosing sense of what was, and what wasn't. One thing was clear to her though, friend or not...she'd lose her head if she went against him. Well....Shit. Mari lowered her gaze. She hated to admit it...but he was right...if she hadn't offered Addex that same compassion, that same mercy...she'd not have been captured. She'd still have her familiar. She began to question if this was actually Raidou,

Crafts 11/10/2025 Link 254592, Uncommon Tierless Stim, (CD:5, LD: 20)+ 254592-1, Uncommon Tierless Stim, (CD:5, LD: 20) + 254592-2, Uncommon Tierless Stim, (CD:5, LD: 20) + 254597, Uncommon Tierless Stim, (CD:5, LD: 5) = Perfect Tierless Stim 254603 | Miraculous 254593, Rare Tierless Stim, (CD:10, LD: 6) + 254594, Rare Tierless Stim, (CD:8, LD: 17) =Perfect Tierless Stim 254604 | Miraculous 254594-1, Rare Tierless Stim, (CD:8, LD: 17) + 254594-2, Rare Tierless Stim, (CD:8, LD: 17) = Perfect Tierless Stim 254605 | Energetic 254595, Perfect Tierless Stim, (CD:12, LD: 17

sing: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2657/5119--> 2740/5119 RESPITE CRAFTING: 11/10/2025 Perfect Tierless dessert 252734 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Perfect T4 Potion 251770 | 'Work Juice' | Crafters Respite Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254608 CD: 9

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2559/5119--> 2657/5119 CRAFTING: 11/10/2025 Perfect Tierless dessert 252734 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254592 CD: 5 LD: 20 Uncommon

PH Ghost Treat (1) [254691] Allows its user to skip the searching portion of the <<Feeding your Enemy>> quest. If the player fails to tame the creature, they will have to find it again by the searching rules in the quest. Can also be used to change a familiar’s appearance to a ghostly form of itself.

The words were spoken in an abrupt bark that caused Lancaster to jump. Mari was too tired, too far gone to have that level of fear within her - perhaps...it was also because she knew what lay beneath. She knew intimately what it felt like to wear the armour the faceless lord wore. Semantics mattering little? Mari's brows furrowed at that, her jaw clenched. She wanted answers. "I doubt that...." Words muttered beneath her breath. But questioning him further here wasn't the right way to go about it. Perhaps Mari would try to talk to Raidou later...maybe he'd never have a true answer for her. Ma

Lancaster denied a chance to reply, the overlapping voices of the Faceless Lord addressed him and Mari immediately stilled. Her grip tightening to the point her fingers would draw drops of blood, her body shaking. Mari could hear the song of steel as sword drew against the ground. Mari reluctantly let Lancaster go, only to turn - staring directly at the Faceless Lord. Ensuring she were the shield to protect him. She'd not allow a repeat of her brother. Mari would throw herself onto the damn blade itself if it meant protecting him- giving him enough time to flee. "With all due respect..."

"And I'm not the Pink PKer anymore. I'm far more than that now." Defiance flickered in her eyes, a resolve. A refusal to be known as the Pink PKer, a monkier she had long since abandoned. Mari was all but ready to collapse; her arm burned...her chest on fire...without the glasses she felt whispers tickle her mind - screaming at her - doubts telling her Lancaster wasn't real. She needed him. Mari really needed Lancaster by her side, to keep her together. A shriek from the man, broken and small, cracking in fear caused Mari to turn...facing him. A stumble as she tried to comfort him, fallin

With her back still against V, and a stomach filled with liquid courage Mari began rambling. "Before Aincrad...I washh in an unwanted Marriage...I wasss dragged through the mud a-an divorshed...within Aincrad, I thought I found shumeone - we shared kisses. Shentiments...I thought I had found someone but then they told me it was all just an act...the next, told me I was only trying to attach myself to shomeone. I should f--ugh...focus on...getting everyone elsh out..." Mari lifted her head slightly, staring at the flickering lights above, what was she trying to say? Mari stared at the flic

How did she always end up this way? Perched against a tree; bottle in hand, buzzing in her head. Maybe Mari had an alcohol problem, maybe she should seek help, but what help would be offered to someone like her? Mari no longer cared, but she'd admit..the sweet succor of alcohol made Aincrad all the more easier to deal with. Jomei returned, not even half an hour after he had left to bring the little girl back to the so called safety of the town. Mari knew what lurked around the tall cathedral walls, the insidious concoctions and underhanded deals within. Perhaps...that's what allowed the girl

Why they wouldn't... There were tonnes of reasons; he didn't like people in his personal space, his social battery seemed to top out at 20% He had a short fuse when it came to ignorance....and he was once affiliated with less than stellar people. Mari was not ashamed of him, she was proud of him. He meant the world to her, he threw away everything for her. "He hash an orange curshur." Mari landed on the simplest of reasons. "Big events like -hic- this would make him umcoformtable, he tried to go to the crab boil for me but...It ended with him leaving." A wistful sigh fell from her lips,

"Mari wait!" Mari paused, glancing over at Jomei. Had he already returned her to the city? Eyebrows rose into her hairline as her eyes widened, seeing the little girl in tow. Tiny hands balled up and clutching the length of his pants, practically threatening to pull them down. Mari hoped the man had a strong belt. She didn't need to see anything unbecoming. Jomei scrambled to offer her an apology but Mari held up his hand and he stopped, trailing off. "You should take her back." Mari's eyes glanced down to the small girl, and she flinched - hiding behind his leg. "Please. Do what I

A slow blink as cerulean eyes raised to meet with emerald green - glistening just so under the flickering lights of the club. Mari hadn't expected anyone to approach her - Mari never really considered herself much of a looker. Tired circles beneath her eyes, freckles spotted all over her body. Wide hips, and a short stature - but...maybe there was some kind of allure to that, she guessed. Oscar seemed to enjoy it, as did Lancaster. Still...Years of neglect from an ex husband were not so easily wiped from her memory. Then there was the curse of the orange crystal - ever the mark of sin flo

Mari watched as the other woman quickly climbed the rope, dusting off her hands she'd extend her own offering a name. Mari glanced down at Azhoda's hand, hesitating for a moment. Then, after a slight pause she reached out to shake it. "I'm Mari." Mari wasn't sure if her name would cause alarm, but there was no use hiding it, and even if it did - it wasn't like the other could do anything about it. "Yeh well...I'd be more worried about green players if I'm being honest." Mari rolled up the rope and stored it away into her inventory, and in the same motion pulled out a flask of water for th

Hirru seemed worse off than she did. Mari sipped her drink, feeling her cheeks flush from the constant flow of alcohol into her system. It was a pleasant buzz that helped addle her senses and drag away the worries and anxiety she had been feeling for most of the night. The man seemed distracted as he drank. "It does seem like being thrown around will be a common theme..." Mari said absently as her eyes shifted over to the dance floor. There were so few people she'd be willing to dance with. But, at least she was socializing. Even just a little. "I think the best thing to do is just lean

"Hmmm...." Mari just stared at the other redheaded woman as her eyes shifted around wildly. She paced back and forth in the hole, muttering to herself and practically clutching her head. By Mari's count the woman could have been there for a week if not more, with how she was acting. The pointed accusation just confirmed Mari's suspicions. "You know....if you stay on this floor for too long..." Mari lifted her hand to tap her temple. "It messes with you. Something fierce." The woman pushed herself up off her knees, good. Mari thought. At least she had the strength to stand and the wh

The small girl, face dappled with freckles and cheeks rosy red - nose filled with snot as she shoved her face straight into Jomei's shirt clutching him tightly, sobbing. She wiped her snot over his sleeve. And it wasn't till he started to lighty rub her back that she began to calm down, just enough to try and tell him what happened. "T-the baad man took me...I'm scared...wheres Jenny? I wanna go home...I dont like this..." She burst into tears again, practically latching onto Jomei. "You know this isn't a good look." Mari glanced up at Jomei, "Huh?" When did he...how d

Oscar made an announcement, and Mari couldn't help but feel a well of emotion bubble up in her chest. Pride she was proud of him, and all he had accomplished, where others were forging ahead in the front-lines to escape he was forging something else. A way to keep people connected. A way to make people more human in a world that consistently denied them the simple notion. Mari swirled her drink, taking a long sip - then. The lights flickered out. The hairs on her neck prickled, her drink spilled - as Mari shifted ready to fight. Then... Lights flickered back on - she was still standing s

Mari's brow furrowed slightly as Orpheus offered her a smile, stating he wanted to chat a little longer. It wasn't that his company wasn't welcome...Mari just didn't do well with new people, hell she was still a little akward around her guild members. There were very few people that the woman felt she could relax and speak freely around, and despite the air of familiarity the man had about him,. he was not one of them. Not at least, without another drink. A shrug of her shoulders as Mari downed the last of her whiskey, clearing her throat to dislodge the burn of pure alcohol. "I'm not good wit

"Gingersnap?" The furry creature known as Swiftclaw asked as he scratched his head. "Not heard o' ye round these parts. But most all are always welcome!" He'd offer her a chesty guffaw of a laugh, seemingly brushing off her less than amicable approach to him. it felt weird...to not be hated nor hunted. To have a NPC look at her with a smile and a sparkle in their eyes rather than hate. Maybe...not all NPCs were as bad as Mari thought. "I'm just surveying the area." Mari said quietly. Why was she always like this? She had all the bravado in the world when it came to tense situations. She w

The other redhead continued to hoist things over her shoulders; throwing furniture out the window, out the door... what was she looking for? How could she...not know? "Mmm.....If you don't know what you're looking for then..." Mari taped her lips, wondering if she would sound like a bitch for saying what she thought, then deciding, fuck it - she didn't care. "How the hell are you supposed to know when you find it? Are you sure whoever got you to do this isn't just trying to give you busy work?" "You uh fireproof?" "Sure am." Mari said with a snort and a laugh, and just fo

Mari coughed just breathing in the steam that permeated from the strew caused her nostrils to burn. Truth be told Mari loved spicy things. She just did not have the best tolerance for it. More than most..but not enough to truly enjoy it. Mari picked up her spoon, twirling it between thumb and forefinger before letting its curved side skim across the top of her meal. Don't thank me...He'd say, but Mari didn't know how much to truly express what he meant to her. How he managed to help boost her confidence and help her actually live. "I can't recall...." Mari said quietly, still not quite prepare

Mari tilted her head up toward the ₣₳₵ɆⱠɆ₴₴ ⱠØⱤĐ, closing her eyes at the oddly intimate gesture from the creature that towered over her. Whose mere presence tore through her HP. It questioned her claim and she simply opened her eyes as she stared back at him. Unyielding in her resolve. She wanted to reiterate that Addex was hers, for what he had done to her. To Lancaster. But those steeled eyes of blue told the man all that and more, so much unspoken between the two. Their pasts were so entwined that there was no need for words. The ₣₳₵ɆⱠɆ₴₴ ⱠØⱤĐ turned to Addex, Mari could practically tast