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  2. PH Quest Objective: Roleplay travelling to Little Eden (minimum of four posts) with Nemo [4/4] -> Arrived Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID: 253233 | 4 + 6 = 10, CD: 8 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Snapdragon #6 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253234 | 10 + 6 = 16, Hit vs. Snapdragon #7 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253235 | 5 + 6 = 11, Hit vs. Snapdragon #8 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253236 | 9 + 6 = 15, Hit vs. Snapdragon #9 Dealing 420 Damage Loot Rolls: ID: 253237 | LD: 43 (19, +24) | CD: 11 (3, +8) | 3969col, Materials
  3. PH Quest Objective: Roleplay travelling to Little Eden (minimum of four posts) with Nemo [3/4] Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID: 253225 | 10 + 6 = 16, CD: 7 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Snapdragon #1 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253226 | 8 + 6 = 14, Hit vs. Snapdragon #2 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253227 | 8 + 6 = 14, Hit vs. Snapdragon #3 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253228 | 1 + 6 = 7, Hit vs. Snapdragon #4 Dealing 420 Damage Loot Roll: ID: 253229 | LD: 29 (5, +24) | CD: 12 (4, +8) | 5733col, Materials (2), Gleaming Scale/Demoni
  4. A mild bit of irritation having just been dragged into some quest or whatever after laying around for what amounted to 20 minutes, Gaius pushes himself up out of his seat. "I guess." The man drops sarcastically, pulling his weapon out of the dimensional pocket. Taking the lead after being handed a piece of paper, Gaius reluctantly looks it over, his eyes squinting and jumping from it to his minimap. This clearly wasn't his strong suit, and after a short trip they'd arrived in the craziest local. The dim and dingy docks of the crazy looney toon floor. A bright summer day drowned by an endless n
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  6. Coming through the guild halls main doors, just getting back from Griswold's place. He had needed some things to be put into the vault. He thought it would be easier to message her for some reason instead of going himself with five familiars at his side. Something about a glorified sitter. She didn't really look to much into it. Seeing the others, "Oh hey guys" saying as she walks past the large red table to the vault. Hearing Rai's back end joke as she comes back around, she chuckles. "Nemo is the issue. I'm coming too. Hope you all don't mind. The amount of stuff needed still is ridiculous."
  7. 9/13/25 (Crafting Respite: 248623-1, Ambition: 250733, Forge (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Magic Breastplate (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253193 CD: 10 +1 LD: 20 Rare - 11 (+6 Ambition) 2 253194 CD: 3 +1
  8. Recharging: Laboratory {Firm Anima} Bureau II {Firm Anima} Library {Firm Anima} Cost: 3 Tokens {Simmone}
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  10. The man stands looking down at the seafoam blue water, as boats list by with more animal like bipedal folk stirring them ever forward. The 'wood' of the dock beneath his feet sounds just as hollow as the walls, showing that it wasn't what it appeared to be. The man adjusts his glasses as a message rings in a blinking blue envelope icon on the right side of vision. A wave of his hand opens his HUD and reveals it to be Mari. That necklace around her neck had really opened up doors for her, allowing her free passage around without having to walk for hours. Finally able to visit a floor moments af
  11. Crafts 13/09/2025 Post Link 253165, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:7, LD: 8) + 253170, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:6, LD: 10) + 253172, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:5, LD: 9) + 253174, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:7, LD: 8) Perfect Tierless Potion | Healies | HP RECOVERY III | 253175 253166, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:10, LD: 8) + 253167, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:9, LD: 3) Perfect Tierless Potion | Healies | HP RECOVERY III | 253176 253168, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:11, LD: 1) + 253171-2, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:11, LD: 19) Perfect T4 Potion | Guard | Mit
  12. Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 8 - Provisional Master Alchemist: Alchemist | Enchancements 2494/2559 -->2573 /2559 RANK UP! [2560-5119 EXP] Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2559/5119-->2559/5119 CRAFTING: 13/09/2024 Perfect Tierless dessert 252432 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Perfect T4 Potion 251766 | 'Work Juice' | Crafters Respite Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count
  13. Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 8 - Provisional Master Alchemist: Alchemist | Enchancements 2413/2559 -->2494 /2559 CRAFTING: 13/09/2024 Perfect Tierless dessert 252432 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253165 CD: 7 LD:
  14. Standing there waiting, she realized that the ground was less solid than normal. Glancing down it was a brown color, leaning down she would place a hand on the rough surface and trace her fingers across it. Pulling he palm to her nose it smelt like cinnamon. "What the heck" saying in a very confused voice. Taking a small piece of the corner of the walkway she would put it in her mouth. It was a cinnamon graham cracker. Everything she thought she say when arriving was no longer correct. The fountain looked like dark chocolate, no it was legit a chocolate fountain made of chocolate. The house wh
  15. Exiting from the floor below Mari winced, eyes burning from the sudden sunlight that pelted her face. She groaned as she turned her back on it and shut the door behind her - grumbling as she rubbed dancing spots away from her eyes. Mari fumbled around her inventory till she pulled out a pair of sunglasses then with a heavy sigh, repeated the process, pushing the door to the next floor open once again. Before her was a sprawl of glistening sandy beaches and soft salty waves that lapped at her feet. The sun, whilst its brightness wasn't exactly welcomed - the warmth was - especially after
  16. The message sent would be received, leaving the nomad in red to plan an excursion into the new floor. Half of any battle in Aincrad was won before a sword was drawn, and that came through knowledge. The newly opened floor left much to explore, learn and understand. The flash of a warp gate sees him entering the town, stepping down from the warp gate and scanning the sights. A sonar like pulse as his eyes become bloomed in green, a stark contrast to his usual orange. Conversations pour in like a droning, his perceptions dialed up strong enough to pick them out as if spoken feet from him. The gl
  17. Putting a few outfits in her inventory, a towel, brush anything that she would think that was needed for a couple day trip. She would of course bring her gear because she had not a clue what to expect for floor 30. For all she knew it could be filled with horrific creatures that will attack her on the spot. She knew that she could handle herself but like Rai had drilled into her head, be prepared for anything. Glancing at the bed, she was contemplating trying to bring a blanket or two but decided not to. A though came through that make her chuckle. Most morning she would find herself of R
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  19. Battle Healing +4 HP There was still a small little speck in the distance still standing on the boulder. Realizing that that was the ring master, the one that was sending all those maniacs to attack him. He would give a glaring smile, pull up his pants and start walking toward him. "YOU, YOU MUST DIE” was all he said. Sitting at the bar stool at the counter with a pounding of both fists on the table this time. “THE RAZOR IS STARVING AND MUST HAVE THE EGGS IN A CUP AGAIN. GIVE THE RAZOR EGG CUP” The thought of pulling all the limbs off, then the head, then smashing the body of the tin
  20. Battle Healing +4 HP The dust storm would begin to settle but the Razor would not. They all had to die, every last one of them. Then and only then could he get more food in his system. Almost out of breath he would stop moving and sit up. Glancing around his immediate area there was nothing there but rock chucks. He felt a little sore and his armor was a bit dented but that was to be expected. He would just have to crack the dents out with his fists later when he was not in a field of nothing. Getting to his feet, hoping that he was almost done here. His stomach would not shut up. If you
  21. Battle Healing +4 HP Quickly laying on his back, rolling left a few times then back tracking a rolling right. “THE RAZOR DEMANDS THAT YOU ALL DIE” it sounds muffled given that there is a lot of movement going on right now. He was starving again, it feels like he has been here all day. He would eat the rocks themselves but he knew that it was not in his food group to do so. At the very least he was getting his exercise for the day. He was already sweating up a storm and he could only imagine how he must smell to others that he might stroll by to get to said bathing area. All these things h
  22. Battle Healing +4 HP The more he killed, the more they would spawn or show up out of seemingly nowhere. It was an endless battle of stupid. More so because the dust storm actually became a storm because of all the spinning dirt around. The simple reason why Razor had not stopped yet was because he could not see a damn thing in all these makeshift clouds that he made. Getting a cramp in his hip from being in a circle for so long, he would collapse into a tumbling mess taking a few out with him. Laying on his back now looking up and seeing nothing but brown above him, he could feel tiny vib
  23. Battle Healing +4 HP When he got close enough the tiny shiny golem raised its small round rock hand and yelled something in a weird language that he could not understand. It was then that he felt the ground begin to shake under his feet as what looked like a dust storm was heading straight for him. Pointing his pointer finger out toward the stampede, “BRING IT ON TINY LIFE LIKE ROCKS, THE RAZOR WILL CRUSH YOU” saying as he would pull his pants slightly up, readjust the armor pieces connecting to his shoulders, takes a deep breath and started running right to them as fast as he could just
  24. The man looked wistfully out at the waterfront. His eyes tired and dreary, bags underneath them as it would appear he was almost counting the waves as they came up the shore. "Is fantastic, keep it on. Let only one of us be... so on edge." Lancaster remarks hesitantly as he'd look toward @Mari. "Was expecting anyone of them to start pulling out swords, and I'd need to make a scene or worse." Lancaster offered in a bout of honesty leaning forward to flick the length of ash off his smoke. His gaze would list to the party off in the distance, then refocus their efforts on Mari. "But I...trie
  25. ”Hm?” Her fingers abandoned bag at her hip and her bright eyes met his tired ones. Though the smile remained stuck on her face, her expression dimmed a bit with Morningstar’s simple clarification. Her face might have paled a little, if she’d spent more than a second processing the implications of her blunder. Instead, she stiffly and swiftly moved on to his question. ”Oh! How rude of me!” She took a moment to clear her throat. The preparation of introductions was an excellent stage for correcting the unevenness of her voice. She stood up straight, holding one hand flat at her side while t
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