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Was he too quick? Too rough? Did either even matter? It was his only first attempt, but it was disheartening to fail. Al looked around, there were lots of other bushes and plenty of berries, so availability was going to be an issue at least. He thought back on other players talking about skills, specifically the forager skill, a gathering profession that increased the chance to successfully find materials and giving the chance to find some special items too. Making his way over to the next bush, Al closed his eyes, reaching out towards the bush, "come on". The same discouraging s

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Bombshell? That was putting it lightly.. "Hm" draining the last of the rum, Jomei would look at the contents that remained in the glass with puckered lips; an ice cube and a twist of citrus. His finger tapped the side of the cup for a moment before he returned it to the bar, placing it closer to Oscar's side of the bar than his own. "I'd say so. At least if you're the one back here making the drinks." he'd chuckle, "Anyone else attempt that, might not be as good. But I think you've got a winner there. A twist on a classic, I can see it selling." Light rum came off the wall next. Jom

A pleased hum and a warm smile, Jomei would join Mari. Pulling his cloak over his head and off of his shoulders, he would drop it on the ground behind him before sitting himself down in the damp grass beside her. He sat with his legs crossed at first, but eventually gave into temptation as he watched the water gently flow around Mari's ankles. Placing his own boots beside him, he'd slide his own feet into the brook. Exhaling softly through his nostrils as the cold water sent a chill all the way up to his shoulders. The suns light hardly managed to break through the tree cover, merely poking th

Thread Close Word Count 2413 Reytac | [Word Count: 2413/5 = 482.6] * [True Tier: 1] * [Group Factor: 1] = 483 EXP Quest Rewards: 300 XP + 483 Word Count XP <<Forager Profession>> All Gathered Materials: 3 Demonic Shard Gathered <<Gleaming Scale from Fishing Profession Blocked>>

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It took Reytac nearly forty minutes of walking in as straight a line as he could to get back to the campsite that he'd departed from earlier. By the time he got back into the warm glow of the campfire, he was counting his lucky blessings that he had avoided any bursts of combat along the way - he was flush from success here, and a fight would just sour the taste of victory. "Giovanna, are you here?" He called out, and from inside the tent came a rustling, before the quest giver emerged from inside of it again, this time holding a warm smile on her face. Or, at least, warmer,. He p

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Chefs Knife | 251570 Rank 6 - Mentor Cook: | Enchancements 383/639-->430/639 Rank 8 Alchemist - 9 Crafts Available! CRAFTING: 04/09/2025 Perfect T1 251774 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 252217 CD: 3 LD: 4 Salvage Failure (1)

Reytac stepped over a tree log and paused when he heard an odd whirring sound that was decidedly out of place. He looked around, his eyes narrow as his hand dropped down to grip his hammer haft again. It would be just his luck to have some insane nightmare of the tower attack him before - no, wait. He frowned. The sound was.. Coming from him? He started patting at his pockets, and it got muffled for a moment when he put his hand over the pocket that was holding the compass. He pulled it out and looked at it, his eyebrows raising when he saw that the needle inside was spinning in a circle ra

Reytac stood up from the hole, glaring down at it. Emboldened by his success, he'd kept digging, rooting around in the dirt for nearly twenty minutes to see if he could find anything else there, if it was a particularly rich vein perhaps. Unfortunately, there had been nothing else for him in the hole he'd made. He shook his head with a grunt and shoved all the dirt into the hole. It wasn't nice and neatly packed but at the very least there wasn't a knee high pile to deal with in the forest. If it even mattered. "Right. Back on the hunt." Reytac pulled the compass back out of his pocket a

Reytac blinked as he looked down at the hole he had been digging in. While he didn't think the Shard was here any more - the compass wasn't doing the odd spin now - he thought he saw the edge of something else buried in the loose dirt beneath where the last chunk of ore had lain. With a shrug, he started digging again, widening the hole as he tried to uncover whatever else might be down in here. "Even if I'm wrong, it's just a bit of time wasted. Not like I'm losing HP or anything." And, on the off chance he got attacked, at least for things on this floor he should be able to handle hims

Reytac ran one hand through his hair as he knelt down. He'd thought the compass was acting a bit odd, so he'd started digging through the soil near where he was standing when it spun once, to see if the Shard was buried in the dirt. So far though, he hadn't come across anything that he might even be able to loosely call a 'shard' of anything. "Seventh son of a forgotten daughter ow" He'd been looking around as he dug through the dirt with his hands, and he pulled his hand back quickly, shaking it in pain. He'd slammed his knuckles into something hard in the dirt. Was it - Rey care

Reytac ducked under a low hanging tree branch and stepped past some overgrown bramble bushes that were in his way as he followed the direction of his compass. One hand came up and caught a branch that had threatened to whip around and catch him in the face, and he gave it a mock glare. "Knave, you're lucky I've not more time to deal with you - okay I need human interaction for more than a few seconds." Rey shook his head. It was probably not a good thing for him to be talking to digital shrubbery. He cracked his neck as he paused and looked around, sweeping his eyes around - and then his

Mari hadn't heard him approach, she only turned at the sound of a familiar voice, and it being familiar was the only reason she hadn't rolled onto her side or heaven forbid into the river with one of her many disarming tricks ready to strike. The man who very, very clearly had ginger hair and whom she never - not even once accidentally mistook it for blonde asked if he could sit. Mari would look at Jomei silently for a moment. He was a guild member, one she had only met a handful of times. Most, if not all of them had been pleasant - although the two never really got a proper chance to ta

Jomei the emerald duelist Wings hardly disturbing the fiery canopy as they beat once - twice before perching on a branch above the small brook. Head turned from side to side as if on a swivel, before taking notice of the player lounging beneath. Black, beady eyes looked down at the woman, tilting her head curiously to the side before calling out with a sharp twit. After a moment of taking in the stranger, she took to the skies again swerving in and out of the trees until she was out of sight. A short distance away, a green cloak t

After getting Zackariah's request for materials, Al found himself half way out of the town before he realised he didn't really know what he was doing, would he be prompted to perform a search, did he have to try and physically try and pick things up? As unprepared as he was he'd find out sooner or later. As her neared the city gates, the guards held him for a moment checking his player tag against a list, he guessed was of players that had done things that while the game allowed them, the community wasn't. Outside the walls, Al took a moment to take in the surroundings, the world was va

ph ------------------------------------------- Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID:| 4+ 4 = 8 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: | 9 +4 = 13 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: | 2 +4 =6 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: | 6 + 4 = 10 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage Skeletal Monster 21-24 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 21-24 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 21-24 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 21-24 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Prospe

ph ------------------------------------------- Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID:252202 | 4+ 4 = 8 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 252203 | 9 +4 = 13 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 252204 | 2 +4 =6 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 252206 | 6 + 4 = 10 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage Skeletal Monster 17-20 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 17-20 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 17-20 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 17-20 | 0/372 H

"Come on you overgrown piece of bark." Rey slid his knife behind the bark of one tree. It had popped up to his gaze as a viable material, overgrown with a moss, so he was trying to snag it along the way. But as he worked his blade down the edge of the bark, he slipped, scraping more than half of the moss away from the wood. "Misbgetton lichen-" The material tag on the item had faded, superimposed with a 'RUINED' label. It was a near thing to keep from throwing his knife down in frustration, but he managed it. Somehow. Probably because right then, he felt like if he threw it down, he woul

As Al walked through the busy streets of Tolbana, he kept looking up at the shop signs, looking for the Alchemist, the first step in his quest. Blacksmiths, Inns, Fish and Tackle, after nearly 20 minutes he was beginning to think that he was looking in the wrong place, but then he saw it, a sign, the familiar elongated shape of a potion bottle. Stepping inside the shop, it reminded Al of those old sweet shops he'd seen in movies with rows upon rows of colourful potions lining shelves, themselves running floor to ceiling behind a counter that ran around three sides of the single room shop

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As the morning's light touched his face, Al opened his eyes to the welcoming sight of a market that had been set up in the middle of the town square, standing up he took in his surroundings. Thank goodness that don't have vagrancy laws in the game, he thought to himself, as his thought wandered to memories of sleeping in a bed, maybe soon he'll have one again he resolved. As he began to walk into the market her heard a man's voice calling out. "You there! Stop, please!" Al spots a tall distinguished man, making his way towards him in great strides, he stands nearly as tall as Al, i

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