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Simmone

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    Firm Anima

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  1. Hearing the beast approach the rest Simmone quickly returns as fast as her feet can carry her, retracting her rapier from its sheath as purple dances down its blade with intention. Sliding back into the small clearing of a circle of foliage, Simmone winds back and fires off as her art allows her to close the distance much quicker than her feet ever could. A slam of her blade and the reverberating sound of a puncture fire to the distance. Placing a heeled foot to the carcass of the creature, Simmone tears her weapon free hoping the blow would let its insides, applying her ailment and weakening it but it seems the strike wasn't true enough to land on a vital area. "The hell did you do?" A quick glance to Gaius, sure that he somehow instigated the beast to strike. Taking to a run toward Griswold, sliding on her butt as the creature attempts to gore her back she springs up and clears Griswold who approaches from behind her. ID# 136414 results: Battle: 8+3, Hit! [Keen Activated!] Gaius: 120/120 HP, 7/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3 (1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+) Griswold: 120/120 HP, 6/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1 Mountain Elk: 58/60 HP, DMG 18
  2. A small ledger in hand, within it containing a list of what was required. Again Simmone found herself tasked with seeking out a shop, luckily given her appearance she found players forthright with information. This metal worker, in particular, had a reputation among the common rabble for reliability and at best a discount. As per Raidou's instructions despite her motivations was told to offer as much as possible to see the work completed in a timely fashion. Peering through panes of glass, through strong structured wood as a sign with a reddened stone lay swaying softly to the pull of gravity adorned with a gleam. "This must be it." Simmone mutters under her breath partaking in the modest view visible from the exterior. A few softened steps through the entry leads her to a counter. littered with wooden figures for displaying armor and pegged platforms latched to the walls for weapons. Assailing her nostrils a scent of sulfur and metals in a mixture, a new scent for her which she manages to shrug off having been akin to the smog she produced in her own shop. A quick retraction of varied materials looking to a small ledger for custom requests, she places the form down and begins to copy the parameters in excruciating detail required from it to four sheets of these request forms in tandem. 1. 2. 3. 4. Having finished filling out all four forms, Simmone quickly retracts another parcel of parchment. A small paper about half the size of these forms and her own ledger, quickly scrawls a note on its surface. Pulling the materials together in a bundle, following her orders with a hazed reluctance she latches close the two folded bags fit with twine each labeled by tier like heavy bricks of flour. Dropping two coins along the top and bottom edge to keep it where it lay, Simmone exits and awaits a response. Simmone Leaves 2*Col to hold down the ledger. The note reads in heavy cursive, as you'd expect to find in letters from royalty:
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    Simmonè's Evaluation/Liquidation/Purchases

    Junk selling the following from here: ID: 136393 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136394 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136395 | Crafting | CD: 9 (8, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136399 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136400 | Crafting | CD: 11 (10, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136403 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136404 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136405 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136407 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136408 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> Uncommon: (6*100=600) Rare: (4*200=800) Grand Total: 1200*Col, 10 Merchant Exp
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    The Black Odyssey (R5[Max]/Merchant)

    In a similar flurry again the girls continued to process the items the girl had offered to scrap down, in a presentation to the cardinal system as it liquidized them back into col for use later. "Night, what a name for you my dear." Simmone vanished into a cloud of smoke, from within the soft scratching of a pen before she returns to visibility. "Such a collection of resources, seems you have been busy." as her NPC helpers continued one by one turning the items to coin. Taking notice of a sharp breath, Simmone eyes narrow a bit with an assumption that maybe the smoke was too much for the girl. Entering for a final time and dropping her lit cigarette to a container of water, and opening a window in her abode. Coming back out into the foyer, taking a small hand fan out with a few gentle strokes near Night to clear the air around her with a soft breeze "Better?" Junkselling the following: ID: 136393 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136394 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136395 | Crafting | CD: 9 (8, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136399 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136400 | Crafting | CD: 11 (10, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136403 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136404 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136405 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136407 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136408 | Crafting | CD: 8 (7, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> Uncommon: (6*100=600) Rare: (4*200=800) Grand Total: 1200*Col, 10 Merchant Exp
  5. Eyes to the board as Simmone feels a little dumb her glance not catching such an obvious listing, beginning to scan it before her eyes catch exactly what she intends. The listing clear as day: Tier Two Materials: 26, 100 Col each "How do you do, Ceres I am Simmone Eschete, a pleasure." Simmone spoke with gusto and a thick french accent. Sliding the small pouch open and emptying most of it to the counter Simmone explains "If you wouldn't mind I'll take all of those materials you have listed." Sliding out a count of the amount required she slides the rest into the small bag before concealing it back into her sleeve. Her kimono's large sleeves made ease of folding her arms into the long-drawn sleeves, scanning Ceres sizing her up with a soft smile, she was more than likely skilled given how cheaply the items were being sold which both piqued her interest and discouraged her a bit in her endeavors but she could respect someone of high caliber. Simmone Purchases 26 T2 Materials from Ceres
  6. Passing by a male clad in dark red, white hair adorning his head carrying a lot of equipment in tow. Matched with a bag of coin as well Simmone was confident in deducing the location of her query. A modest building with a sweet aroma bleeding from its exterior, sunlight finding the walls in a slight glare. Coming into the shop on Floor 1 at the behest of the rest of her troupe, feeling a bit alien entering a potential contender and competitor Simmone retrieves the small bag from within the sleeve of her yukata. Taking in a pleasant tone of digital music bleeding in from the interior and looking to walls littered densely with products mirroring her own, she'd hope that that the owner had what she had not: Materials, given they were being burned in mass by an ambition to progress. Taking to the countertop hands placed near a scale with weights, hands placed loosely upon its surface in an attempt to scout out the keeper of this establishment. "Hello? I'd like to peruse your wears." Simmone choked out with a bit of reticence, given her missing comfort from being in another shop to spend coin instead of her own to earn it.
  7. Looked as though Gaius was taking a break, and after such an impressive display Simmone figured he earned one. "Fine then you can rest, Griswold lets scan the area and try to bolster our vault a bit. Shall we?" Taking a soft bow before beginning to comb the area. It was noon shown clear by the sun risen directly overhead, peering through the canopy despite the coverage of leaves above them. "Let's see..." Simmone whispers softly moving in and out between brush and shrubbery, hoping to locate something to claim for herself or the guild. Coming up empty Simmone continues to patrol the area through the maze of trees, hoping to hit some kind of value in the rough. She was doing a fairly decent job of scaring the more skittish wildlife hiding just out of primary view, rabbits and the like springing up and escaping as fast as it could away from her. ID# 136391 results: Loot: 2+1, Failure! Simmone: 120/120 HP, 12/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+)
  8. Griswold had the beast's primary attention at the moment, Simmone didn't want to compromise this fact and kept her distance not wanting to draw the fury of the beast to her. A quick glance to Gaius who kept swinging, in attempts to light a fire in him and help him connect "If you cannot end the beast, what are you good for?" for spite and fury were another motivator that men were easily trapped within. A smile painted on her face to accent the phrase, encouraging her ally through her own means. The elk continued to charge about the area, taking a quick slide past Griswold toward Simmone who had complete freedom of movement given her inaction the system hadn't locked her down yet. A trail of dust from the forest floor painting lines of small clouds as the beast continued to exert the power it had been granted by mother nature in paths of aggression. (1)Gaius: 120/120 HP, 8/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2 (1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+) (3)Griswold: 119/120 HP, 6/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 [Concentration 1/3] (2)Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1 Mountain Elk: 24/60 HP, DMG 18
  9. Charging in a direct line toward Simmone, she slides behind Griswold in avoidance. The elk staggers past and rubs its massive antlers against one of the surrounding trees with a crash, Simmone drops a quick phrase. "Pardon me but I need your shoulders." A quick grip on Griswold's massive stature and a foot placed along the surface she uses him as a step stool to gain an aerial advantage. Pushing off with her feet hard, Simmone takes airborne allowing her art to rip her through the air in a straightened line toward her target in a flash of purple light, drawing a mild cut along its back end glowing with a blue hue to signify its successful impact. Again Simmone waits for the status that does not come. Turning to face her, Simmone drops low and sprints to the left as Griswold moves in to continue the attack like a stampede. ID# 136372 results: Battle: 5+4, Hit using Basic Attack Dealing 2 Damage [Keen Retained!] (1)Gaius: 120/120 HP, 9/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2 (1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+) (3)Griswold: 120/120 HP, 7/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 [Concentration 0/3] (2)Shiina: 80/80 HP, 7/8 EN, DMG 1 Mountain Elk: 24/60 HP, DMG 18
  10. Gaius spots something tears a** right toward it and proceeds to miss his target. Rubbing her face for a moment, Simmone draws her rapier and flourishes it for a moment before screaming out Linear! The blade turns a bright purple hue and proceeds to carry her with an impact on the creature. A small puncture hole as the creatures HP drops just a tad. A quick rip and tear away, hoping that the bleed would proc but it had not left Simmone with her paltry some of the damage dealt. The elk rears from the blow and its attentions shift from Gaius to her, signifying her pull of aggro. The damage was negligible but the reward was closing the gap quickly, putting her next to Gaius. Returning herself to neutral and flipping the blade about adjusting her grip and pivoting like a waltz Simmone screams out "Switch!" for Griswold to follow up. ID# 136355 results: Battle: 5+3 Hit using Basic Attack (1 Damage), [Keen Activated!] Gaius: 120/120 HP, 10/12 EN, DMG 7, Miti 9, Acc 2, H.M: 2, Prosperity 3, LD +2 (1)Simmone: 120/120 HP, 11/12 EN, DMG 2, EVA 1, Acc 3, BLD 1 (12 Over 2/9-10), Keen 1, Recov 2 (2/CD 6+) Griswold: 120/120 HP, 12/12 EN, DMG 5, Miti 18, H.M: 2 Shiina: 80/80 HP, 8/8 EN, DMG 1 Mountain Elk: 59/60 HP, DMG 18
  11. "Now you get to kill things, we are here for support. Go wild and get those materials your way." Simmone explains in a manner she hoped he would understand leading the group outside the walls of Tolbana with a soft point toward the starting city, they were headed to floor 2 to collect materials as the creatures here would to be weak to produce for them any longer. Breaking into the walls of the city and using the warp gate, Simmone takes the group to Floor 2. The mountains blotting out most of the sky, trees as far as the eye could see outside the city of Urbus. Leaving the gates behind, taking a few careful glances behind to make sure the rest were in tow they head into the deeper sections just outside the safe zone looking for a query for Gaius to slay and pick clean for his mission.
  12. Keeping her eyes peeled in the fields surrounding the village, eagerly awaiting Gaius to get his rear in gear. A few passing combs of the perimeter seems to yield little of worth, it appears that the village had been picked pretty easily by the players skittering about. Green markers matched to cheers and revelry under a burning star overhead, bright blue sky shown to eliminate the notions of the hell they were trapped within. Simmone loses faith in finding anything of value out here, moving in to see Gaius planted in the center of the village. "Your here, you get your damn quest?" Simmone was asked here by the guild master and despite Gaius's difficult to get along with personality she was tasked to see him through his profession acquisition and intended to do just that. "Here, Raidou wanted me to give you these. He was convinced gathering wasn't going to be your style so we splurged a bit for these to offset that and allow you to do what it is...you do instead." Tossing a small collection of items to him eager to get this over with. Simmone Gives Gaius Ultra Prosperous Hotdog (T1/Perfect/Food) +3 Prosperity Simmone Gives Gaius Golem's Strength Potion (T1/Rare/Potion) +2 Base Damage ID# 136351 results: Loot: 2
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    Simmonè's Evaluation/Liquidation/Purchases

    Junk Sell: Here ID: 136329 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136330 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136334 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136335 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136336 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136337 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136338 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136341 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136343 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136344 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> Uncommon: (5*100=500) Rare: (5*200=1000) Grand Total: 1500*Col, 10 Merchant Exp
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    The Black Odyssey (R5[Max]/Merchant)

    Quickly retrieving trays from the floor and the surrounding cupboards and cabinets, the girls moved to Night in tandem with a solemn decree "Aye Aye!~" as they spoke together like an echo. Small rotating circles around her like wolves with prey, their faces plastered with smiles as they retrieved items one by one and begin to offer them to the cardinal one by one in flashes of light. The display was somewhere between outlandish and comical, before it finalized to two trays carried by the girls with equal portions of bagged coin littered about the surface. Simmone exited her threshold, the second entrance to her shop today it seems as though business was booming. The girls had it handled, Simmone took to the frame of her space in the shops interior. "What is your name young one?" Simmone asked to add her to her ledger, as she did with her other visitors. Junk-selling the following: ID: 136329 | Crafting | CD: 6 (5, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136330 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136334 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136335 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136336 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136337 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136338 | Crafting | CD: 7 (6, +1) | Tier 1 Uncommon Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136341 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136343 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> ID: 136344 | Crafting | CD: 10 (9, +1) | Tier 1 Rare Crafted Trinket | >> Uncommon: (5*100=500) Rare: (5*200=1000) Grand Total: 1500*Col, 10 Merchant Exp
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    Item Compiling for Firm Anima!

    Given to Raidou to craft potions: 16*T1 Materials
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