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  1. Hearing the clanking of armor behind him, he turned around to find a knight in shining armor, metaphorically and literally. Thanking whatever was watching over him, he smiled and held out his hand to shake. "I am, and company is always welcome. My name is Aden, and in game name is Merlin. Yours?" After her response, he would send her a party invite. Turning around, he reactivated his "Search" skill and found the Nepents still in the distance, idling. They were quite a distance away, so accidental aggro would not be a issue. However, a bitter taste began to rise in his mouth as he looked onto the monsters, though not from disgust. He placed human life over others, yet that did not make the thought of killing something living any less appealing to him, medicine or not. Placing his morals to the side, he hardened his heart and drew his blade. Pointing with his free hand towards the murderous plants, he spoke up. "Theres a group of targets in the distance. Take the first step and I will follow."
  2. Merlin

    [F1 Tailor Shop] "The Hanger"

    Merlin sighed in relief as he stepped into the shop. This would be his final stop for gear and he could retire for the night. Waving towards Hei in greeting, he would head over to the request sheets and prepared his request and handed over the col instantly, trusting Hei. Before he left, Merlin spoke up. "I'm glad I can buy items from you this time." [Traded 1100x Col]
  3. Merlin grimaced as he walked into the forge, though it was not the fault of the shop. It was the home of the blade that allowed him to venture through the upper floors after all. Instead, he was hesitating because of the nature of his next order. He looked to finding something that was meant for combat. He realized that to explore Aincrad further, he would have to go on quests with combat as their main focus, which didn't sit well for the red head. But, his desire for magic outweighed his morals for now. He forced his wavering spirit to harden, and headed for the request sheets. He filled them out quickly and quietly. Once finished, he would look for Macradon, and traded the materials to him directly, trusting him after his last order. To his credit, he would give Macradon an apologetic smile for his behavior. Then he began to walk out, trying to clear his mind. [Request #1] [Request #2] [Traded 7x Materials]
  4. Merlin paused for a moment, to observe the dimming sky through the harsh sands. He turned to her when she began to speak, his eyes becoming unreadable as she spoke of her family. Behind his collar, was a small frown. He felt empathetic to her situation, however he always had his parents behind him, causing a drop of uncertainty in his heart. Distracting himself with her next words, his grimace softened into a grin and pulled down his mask. "Your company is always welcome. And settle in before me, I have something I must do." When Tsu was in the tent, he opened up his inventory, placed his water in there momentarily, and summoned a piece of bread. He kneeled and placed the bread down in front of him, heedless of the sandstorm buffeting him. Then, through the roar of the storm, a soft melody rang through. Gaelic verses blew through winds accompanied by the howl of the desert. And as the last drips of sun light began to fade, so did the song. Pushing himself up, he entered into the tent and brushed off the sand to the best of his abilities. Hoping that his sand didn't fall upon Tsu, he sat down, a thin layer of dust still remaining on him. Unperturbed, he pulled out his bottle of water and began to sip his drink. "This is quite convenient, where did you purchase this?" [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104982 CD: 7 [Success]
  5. It was early morning, and a light breeze blew through the "Town Of Beginnings." On it's streets was a red haired and amber eyed player. He was dressed up in a dark suit and had a curved blade by his side. Merlin was currently flipping through his menu and took a glance at his quests. Purposely ignoring the "Second Lesson" quest for boar related reasons, his eyes settled on "Secret Medicine Of The Forest". He didn't know where he got it from, though as he read though description he grimaced at the combat related side of it. Though his frown did soften when he read it was required for medicine. Unsure what to make of it, he decided to travel to the familiar forest. Walking along the stone laden streets, he exited through the gate and began to head towards the wooded area of floor one. Once he got there, he searched around and eventually saw his targets in the distance. Opting to observe, he briefly wished that he brought back up. [Declared Inventory] [Declared Skills] @Katagawa
  6. Continuing along, he saw a object in the distance that alerted his "Search" skill. Changing his course once more, he took a brief glance at Tsu, breathing a sigh of relief when she became decent. Seeing her hop along, his previous curiosity was sparked once more, especially when she spoke of her environment back home. Wondering if she was truly a frog spirit, her next question was a gift. "When you joked earlier at the bar, you referred to me as human. Do you not see yourself as one?" The object he was traveling towards became clearer, revealing itself to be the abandoned caravan. Goods wrapped in cloth and tied together with rope lay around them. He gave a smile in relief, and let out a small cheer. Sitting down, he pulled down his collar and opened up his inventory. He passed a bottle to Tsu, and began to sip from the remaining one. [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104911 CD: 5 [Success] [Traded 1x Water] [Consumed 1x Water]
  7. Placeholder Post [Gathering Normal Materials] ID: 104894 LD: 3 (+5) = 8 [Fail]
  8. Realizing that his oncoming homesickness wasn't going away any time soon, he sat down in the snow and relaxed. There was a plant next to him, a rose of ice with a blue stem, that he overlooked. Letting his hands work away, he continued to come to terms with his situation. He was very homesick, especially with the cold weather reminding him of his home. He felt anxious, unable to contact his mother. Loving her, while she still says he was adopted. Perhaps knowing that she cared for him even if he wasn't flesh and blood made his bond even stronger. It made his heart untangle, knowing his family was still out there. Perhaps he was unable to contact her, but he believed in the confidence that was given to him by her. Smiling, he cut off the rose, and placed it into his inventory. Pushing himself up, he kept a eye out for his quest objective, a familiar. [Gathering Normal Materials] ID: 104892 LD: 10 (+5) = 15 [Success] [Gathered Materials #: 5]
  9. As he stood up once more, Merlin began to wonder about other branches that he hasn't explored fully. Alchemy, Mysticism, and Feng Shui. The former two were ignored by him due to lack of materials that was required to explore them. And for Feng Shui, the last time he set up his home to manipulate the energies, his mother scolded him for messing up her organization. It hasn't stopped him from messing around in his own room, and he briefly wondered if the room he laid in adhered to those principles. That thought caused him to remember about his current condition. That he was stuck in a video game, most likely on a hospital bed. Unable to talk to his mother who most likely is worried sick for him. His heart twisted. Sighing, he tried to dispel his thoughts, but they remained fixated on his family. Using a plant as a distraction, he poorly cut into it, and it's pixels was whisked away in the snow. [Gathering Normal Materials] ID: 104891 LD: 1 (+5) = 1 [Fail]
  10. Running his hand along the rock, Merlin attention remained firmly on the rock. Needless to say, he missed the physics engine acting on Tsu. Though he was facing away from her, he was listening to her. His blush momentarily grew as she began to question him about his reactions towards her. But he swallowed his embarrassment once more. After she finished her piece, he would begin to search for the side of the rock which protected them from the winds. "It is simply the heat. I lived in a cold area outside of the game, making me vulnerable to these temperatures." Finding a area where they were partially protected, he settled down and leaned against the rock. His gaze wandered to the sky, where the sun was beginning to set. While never personally experiencing the desert night, he has studied meteorology to find out the perfect place to cast rituals. Hoping that this game mirrored real life in this instance, he held her shorts out to her. "Yes. Keep it, it will help against the cold of the night." [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104888 CD: 4 [Success]
  11. Observing the formation, he realized that this was a land mark for travelers. As he studied it further, his focus solely remained on the rock. When offered her shorts, he thanked her and used it to wipe his brow before comprehending what she gave him. His attention was placed fully on her. He focused on her eyes and dared not to look down. Though from the corner of his eye, he noted that her under wear matched. Continuing to distract himself, he spoke up. "Yes, however heat isn't my only concern... It does seem pointless. Though if there was a skill that could nullify all this dust blowing around it would be welcome, especially for exploring." Unsure what to do with her shorts, he handed it back to Tsu. His eyes began to wander, though not for normal reasons. Merlin was wondering how all of that sand wasn't irritating her bare skin. At any rate, he was starting to accept the nudist tendencies of his companion, though that didn't make it anymore distracting. Prying his gaze away, he began to look around for anything that may lead them to the abandoned caravan. [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104841 CD: 8 [Success]
  12. Reassured by Tsu, Merlin began to believe that this was similar to one of his normal wanderings, just with a hint of spice added. Continuing to listen, he was impressed by her level and began to wonder about floor ten. Hearing her complain again, he turned next to him to check on her. For a moment, he believed that he was hallucinating. But after a second glance, he tried to rationalize the situation. Reasoning to himself that if there was a frog spirit laying within her, it wouldn't concern itself with clothes. Though he began to counter that argument with the fact that she wore clothes in the first place. As he waged an internal conflict, he realized that he was staring and looked away. Further loosening his tie, a new source of red bloomed on his cheeks. Attempting to relax, Merlin began to focus at the task at hand. Turning on his "Search" skill, he looked around for anything which stood out. Seeing a peculiar rock formation, he changed his course towards it. Now relaxed, Merlin started to chat. "I would also prefer if we can talk without sand getting into our mouths. This quest, what are the rewards?" [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104839 CD: 8 [Success]
  13. After having his fill, he placed the materials into his inventory and continued onward. Continuing to think about the weapon at his side, he wondered about the morality of killing monsters. After researching about native american culture for their rituals, Merlin has always leaned towards respecting nature, especially for the favor of the spirits that he believed existed. If Merlin had to choose between a branch of magic, shamanism that did not involve cannibalism would be his preferred choice. Witchcraft rituals disturb him at times, and astrology seemed weak to him. Instead, singing songs to invoke the spirits of ancestors and animals appealed to him, which made unnecessary killing bitter to him. Though he has dabbled in the others, those types of rituals were favored by him. As his focus dimmed, he found another plant and half halfheartedly cut into it. Letting his mind run amok, he wasn't able to handle the plant gently enough, and a shatter rang out across the forest. [Gathering Normal Materials] ID: 104837 LD: 3 (+5) = 8 [Fail]
  14. Agreeing with her complaints, he continued to listen to her. Admittedly he was distracted by Tsu using her tongue to catch flies, and started to believe she had the spirit of a frog placed inside her. Clearing his mind of his stray thoughts, he pulled down his collar to reveal a smile. "I refuse to back out now. Let's head out. Turning back around, he took his first steps into the sandstorm. Bracing himself, he pulled up his collar again. Pressing into the desert, he realized that the winds weren't as bad as they looked. Mumbling thanks, he continued to press onward. While trekking through the storm, he kept a close eye on both his and her health, and his level caught his eye once more. His next words were muffled, though still discernible through the winds. "From your words, this should be a simple quest as I'm level five. On that note, what is yours?" [Sandstorm Damage] ID: 104835 CD: 9 [Success]