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Down upon that blooming collection of prisms that seemed almost determinately out of place where they sat. Probably do to the fact that things had changed just enough to allow the possibility of collecting them, because someone somewhere had realized that you couldn't really record music on a cactus. The woman begins to cradle it and twist, ripping the multi faceted string of color clean from its little nesting. "So easy." The woman expresses as she tosses into the linen bag, causing it to knock against the other already contained inside it. The dorky little prompt slides into her side view, c

Speeding through the large beginning town she wanted to try something that her father did. These days she was all about learning new things and this was unknowingly part of that list. Speaking with the black smith Callum, it was cut a bit short but that was Nisahime for ya. Besides she got the gist of what needed to be done so they would make short work of this. Wandering through the fields following the white haired woman, this was usually the pace that Raidou went so she was use to it. A single tap with the pickax that was provided for this quest, it was a bit weird to use. A different motio

<<Drowning - 0m:20s>> That doesn’t seem right. I can hold my breath way longer than that. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve nearly drowned before. <<Drowning - 0m19s>> A canoeing trip, I think. There weren’t supposed to be any rapids, but historic records of rainfall and all that. Next thing we know, we’re all fighting to stay upright. Embarrassingly, I was the only one that lost. <<Drowning - 0m18s>> It feels different this time. This time, I’m not really fighting to stay upright. I already lost once. I’m just going to keep losing. So w

A short jaunt through the floor of beginnings, a quick conversation with Landon to obtain the quest. The woman that she was following was so fast. "Yea I am coming" practically run to catch up. Seeing the woman reach for a small glow, it was clear that she knew what she was doing. Seeing a similar shine she smiles an plucks it from where it sat. It was days like this that speed was necessary because weather she wanted to admit or or not this woman was fast as shit. Sam was having trouble following and at times she would lose sight of the woman. She would have to start focusing if she wanted to

Sent missive said nothing about the neutrality of Mari’s frigid lawn. Lancaster was also the type to use such technicality as some sort of paltry excuse for anything he might have planned. Cowl deliberately set to his shoulders. Freyd listened and watched as Mari ran to the man she loved. Freyd’s mindscape envisioned two other figures in their stead, wondering how a different overlord might react to the moment. What would he think and do in Lancaster’s shoes. Probably something bold and stupid, which didn’t bode well. Bird punted back to the basement, Freyd closed and latched the door

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

PH Guild Rank: +5% Final EXP reward PT: Keen Sight (10) | +20 LD -> -50 SP Discerning (13) | +13 CD -> -130 SP SP remaining: 5 SP Nisahime | HP: 960/960 | EN: 108/108 | DMG: 2 | MIT:191 | TAUNT | FL.AURA: 16 | FR.AURA: 16 | HB: 19 | REC: 8 | LD: 21 | CD/QTY: 13

this is all new to her. she had just scarcely learned the man's name. "attack dogs? familiars?" even with the question voiced, arabelle can't resist cutting her teeth on it herself. freyd carries them, hayate said, and it is strange to refer to human bodyguards in that way unless she were to consider the uncomfortable alternative. (she will not say a word about the woman on a chain; the frontlines are the saviors! not they.) so they are companions. the system allows one per. there are fringe cases, like herself, but her friends' souls are moored to her house and she would struggle to

Back in and out, the girl was already bored out of her damn mind given this was round three. Each and every time the NPC just had to go into excruciatingly painful detail about the simplest of tasks. As if she hadn't done this countless times before, what was next? Telling her how to tie her shoes? How about breathing? Was that too hard to grasp? Hell it took longer for her to shut them up then it took to finish the tasks they were trying to give her. Dumb as hell. The dumbass flavor of the hour: Richard. Even the given names were uninspired. The girl begins to slip on a rather specific pair o

The excessive chattering and obnoxious waste of time from Callum had more then blew through the better part of the last 30 minutes. It was like a trained monkey trying to teach an expert on the fundamentals of how to slice bread. Utterly mundane and irritating. Spinning up a fresh new attire, these little groupies of hers were struggling to keep any real pace with the girl. First Sam now one of the blonde pair was lagging behind. So odd that she was as old as she was yet she completely outpaced them. "Move your butt, I still got like 7 more of these to go. Hit the gas." Nisa exhumes as she loo

Wandering through the open field, after having just jumped through the hoops regarding Landon. If it was the requirement she needed to reach to dust off her old workshops and tools, allowing a sense of life to return itself to the world that never was or better yet avalon then she'd gladly deal with the droning from some dorky rewritten idiots. The ever peaceful floor 1, still so haphazardly mundane and uninteresting. A falsified paradise to lull them all into a potently manufactured sense of security. Listing aimlessly, she'd find quite readily the little blooms of stones that she was more th

Hello fair Aincradians? Aincradicans? Accordians: Staff is back around to give you all just a little bit more fluidity. There have been numerous times that players have wanted to play a piano while making potions? or cook in their home kitchen while also being able to identify items? In the old system this simply was not possible. We found that more often then not players would either abandon their old profession and be riddled with regrets, or simply drop it despite how cool it would be because they didn't want to go through the hassle. So without further ado, we have lifted the restrict

The moment was broken, and not by the pudgy bird-thing. Lancaster was here. Mari’s head shot to her window, brows furrowed in deep riddled concern. Something wasn’t right. Mari turned back to Freyd. “I won’t let him attack you.” Mari said firmly. She desperately wanted to run outside the moment she heard Lancaster cry out. There was something completely off kilter and desperate in his tone. Raw. It twisted her gut with concern. Her head fell as her gaze landed on the floor. “He’s in trouble.” When Freyd had invited Lancaster over, Mari had a feeling he wouldn’t just waltz into Mari’s home

No quests this time. Just slaughter. Beautiful, fruitful slaughter. Four more goblins lay before her, freshly harvested. “Today is as good a day as any,” she said out loud. Changing her direction, she began to move in the direction of the nearest floating island. It appeared a good distance away, maybe two or three kilometers. There would be plenty of foraging opportunities along the way. Deciding to take a break from the flora of floor 1, she changed tactics. Equipping her mattock, she stopped and worked on some of the rocks along the way. It didn’t seem realistic for such rich nodes to

Trekking through the cold environment of floor 4. There was something that she had always wanted to do. There was so much snow here, it would make what she was going to do easier simply because she wouldn't run out. Coming to a clearing near the frozen over lake. This was not the one by Mari's house this time, it was a pure accident that she was there last time. Given that Mari had said in little words that there was someone in her house she clearly didn't want others to know about, Eruda would not invade that privacy. Walking away from the iced rink she would rub her hands together quick

► Zettai Ryoiki Cost: 10 SP Passive Requirements: Tech Shift __Effect:__ - Each time the user successfully hit an enemy, All players in the users party gain +1 ACC (up to the maximum of +2), this effect fades when combat ends. This effect stacks with any other existing ACC enhancements/skills (I.E. ACC/KEEN/Rally etc.) - In addition, whenever the user rolls an LD: 20 on an attack that slays an enemy they perform a 'perfect sheathe' allowing this effect to persists until **the next encounter** instead of fading immediately when combat ends. Through a combination of zone cont

The sheer problematic return had Lancaster's control of the situation completely abolished. The last few hours had been spent severing ties with all of his old men, and fucking hoofing it up from floor 1. His feet ached, his temper flared. The man was holding a bottle of some alcohol that he'd swiped from some traveling salesman in Urbus, taking the shape of a cheaper then cheap bottle of scotch. It was still unopened, because frankly the man couldn't afford to be under the table with how strained everything was. The returned words had led him here, and a place that was normally so warm and in

roll ID# 248092 | CD: 5 +2 +8 LD: 11 +1 +16 CD 5*+ | +1 Material LD 10+ | Fishing Treasure Chest Found! ID# 248093 | LD: 13 +2 +16 Loot: 3x Unidentified Perfect Weapons | 248093a, 248093b, 248093c 3x Unidentified Perfect Armor/Shield | 248093d, 248093e, 248093f 1x Gleaming Scale Fishing EXP: 387/499 | 359 +8+2 +16+2 Total Mats: 27 | 26 +1 Gleaming Scales: 7 | 6 +1

Birds born in a cage, don't realize they are prisoners. VEX name Alexander Thomas age (29-31.) gender m height 185cm weight 75kg birthday Oct 1st FILES ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ ACTIVE FILE #1 | history ACTIVE FILE #2 | personality

Her Gemini screamed in a burning rage; trying to slash at Mari but missed her by a hairs breadth as Mari crumbled to the floor coughing. Mari had to keep moving. Her entire body screamed at her for rest but she couldn’t. If she failed here there was no telling what the embodiment of all the bile and venom she had built up over the years would do. It’d target those closest to her. Freyd. Lancaster. Raidou. No. Mari tried to push herself back to her feet, a shaking hand nursing the stump on her arm. Just stand..just stand.. The Gemini’s form shifted - matching the plague outfit Mari woul

The soft breathing from Mari let the room fall into silence, and Raidou would stand up and move to the cabinet and take one of the rough linen blankets out. A function over fashion slice of bedding, a cold bluish grey color opening his arms and allowing it to spin itself out into full size. He'd move to the table top, folding the bag into a makeshift pillow and giving Mari just a bit more comfort so she wouldn't wake up sore. The man would pluck her up gingerly, finding the count that he's carried the woman to be more frequent than most. Names roared to life as they'd sink through his calm dem