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Approved.

That couldn’t have gone better It was quite a sight to see, watching Khione be whisked away by her knight in shining armour. She looked a little unnerved - a shame really. She should be used to this sort of thing by now. She was far too busy being all high and mighty. Most under Rosaria were, it was kinda gross really. They thought they were near untouchable because most of them held green crystals. It was good to see her get a dose of reality. OHhh…then there was Mari I couldn’t help but laugh when she had actually attacked me! Oh man, I thought she’d need more goading. She was alwa

“I mean, if nothing else, most people feel violated when they find out they've been stalked like that.” Reytac refocused his eyes, blinking as he realized they'd dried out while he was thinking. “It's just that, in here, some people can be a bit more direct in dealing with that feeling of violation. I don't know how I'd react if I found out that someone was stalking me like that - I was aggravated with him myself, and I was just collateral to his pursuit.” He pinched the bridge of his nose with his fingers. “I don't think I'd take it well myself. And even if most of the rumors about her were f

Fuckin Vex How could he just outright say something like that? He could have completely ruined everything for Khione at that moment. Luckily, she didn’t have to put on too much of an act. Seeing Mari switch up like that frankly unnerved the woman. Of all the reports and all the research and all the times she had personally seen Mari the woman had been almost completely adverse to drawing weapons on people. Hell….even when that band of men pretending to be a knighthood had attacked her…three times…she hadn’t drawn her weapon on them. So what made Vex different? Khione knew he was good at messin

One step back, pulling Emilia with him. It hadn't escaped Reytac that she'd tried to put herself between him and Vex when the man had started acting up. So she knew something was wrong with the cackling man, but maybe not what. Two steps back, now pulling Khione, in her casual dressy clothes and fur coat behind him as he squeezed onto the crystal that she'd handed him. “Way ahead of you Mari.” Showing up on the LC's radar was an absolutely atrocious idea, and one that, considering he wanted to get out of this death game, an idea that Reytac actively wanted to avoid. A glance at his HUD

Dust swirled around Reytac's feet as he let the door close behind him, clinging to his feet as he stepped over the threshold. A part of him wondered if he should have tried to keep that door propped open somehow, but he doubted it would have been possible. Something about the heavy thud of the door had been very final, like anything that had tried to prevent it would have been placed in one of the cells for just the attempt. An echoing, perhaps, of the fact that that was the last sound that the people who had been kept here in the past had heard before their lives were stripped away from them,

Mari sighed, this wasn’t how she expected to spend her day - so much for trying to find new guild members for Jacobs Ladder. It’d be a miracle if the poor bastard stayed after this debacle. Vex still hadn’t told Mari why he was there. And there was something inherently off about the way he acted. How excited he seemed to get when Mari mentioned she was married. “Why do you care what my marital status is?” Mari asked Vex. Vex bounced on the spot, giddy - like a child who had just been given his favourite candy. “Oh I just…” He would twirl his fingers around in a little circle. “It’s crazy!

Reytac gave Emilia a slight nod, the majority of his attention on the other man there, who still had a self-satisfied smile on his face as he looked towards Mari. There was something about the white-dressed man that had the hairs on the back of Rey's neck prickling, something that was just ever so slightly off that he couldn't place. Not that he was flighty - Rey had met people in life who had attention spans that short, but at the same time… This man had been tracking him, or perhaps, more likely, Mari, for an extended period of time. And now that he was being confronted, was now distracted,

Married? Khione shifted her gaze to Mari. To…Lancaster? The woman didn’t believe it, but a quick glance to Mari’s left hand and…yes, there was the ring. “Your reputation really tends to be exaggerated.” Khione said, shifting her weight to one side as she placed a hand on her hip. “Mari. The Pink Pker. The Poisons Master. One of the strongest in Aincrad, who tore through countless souls. Rumours would say with no remorse but…” Khione paused. She knew those rumours were wrong, to an extent, at least. Mari had no remorse at the time, because she was too crazed. Driven mad by the death of he

Raven Hollow Jail Midnight It was the perfect night. A sheet of stars blanketed the black sky, twinkling prettily, their light rivaling that of the thin, crescent moon. The breeze that meandered through the woods was cool, but not unpleasant as it rustled the trees’ crimson leaves. In the distance, a whip-poor-will trilled its familiar three-note melody. It was the sort of night that featured prominently in poetry and love songs. A night teetering on the edge of eternity, where anything was possible, and everything could change for the better. And none of that mattered within the

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Virtues: Protective: His thing are his property and will stop at nothing to get it back. This includes his baby doll, mess with her and he will be right there getting ready to throw a punch or worse. He will go to the extremes to protect what belongs to him. Street Smart: Being on the streets has taught him many things. This would include popping a few locks when needed or making a quick escape if he was made. Voodoo is very perceptive, learned to read people so that he could sick his lady on them to make a small fortune of them. Master Bartender: Learned to make drinks on the s

Profile: Username: Voodoo Real name: Johnathon Booker Casey Age: 27 Gender: Male Height: 6'1" Background: Born and raised in Detroit, Michigan where he was placed in the foster system by social services taking him away from his drug addictive mother. Father was never present in his life. After his 16th birthday and his 5th foster family he ran and never looked back. He was a problem child, and no one could handle him. Made a living stealing what he needed, avoiding the red and blue lights that followed in his path. By the age of 18 he was a known fugitive that no one could

Raven Hollow Schoolhouse Sunset The schoolhouse stood silent among the trees, and the lack of sound was strangely unsettling. For so many years, the schoolhouse had been alive with laughter, voices raised in song, and the merry clang of the bell signaling the day's beginning and end. But there was no laughter, and no voices; the final rays of the dying sun shot straight through the gap where the bell once hung. Now the tower stood empty, as empty as the rest of the building's single room. Shattered glass turned the school's windows into the gaping maws of sharp-toothed monsters, and t

Raven Hollow Cemetery Midnight Once, Raven Hollow's cemetery had been beautiful. Perhaps it was strange to call a field of buried bodies beautiful, but no other adjective fit it quite so well. Each headstone gleamed, scrubbed until the carved letters seemed to shimmer as they reflected the sunlight. Wildflowers swayed between the rows, bees and butterflies alike flitting between the brightly colored blooms. Tall, healthy trees cast their shade, their leaves aflame with the colors of an eternal autumn. It was a resting place befitting the lives of lost loved ones, thanks entirely to Da

Crafting 9/27/25 Result: +43XP (13, +6+12+12), -5 Materials, Rare Clothing (1) Available for Craft: Tier 1 Rare Clothing