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22/06/2025 Rank 1 Tailor | 0/19 EXP Crafting Buffs Custom Ambition Tool [Crafting Tool. Name: Gain +1 bonus crafting EXP for each crafting attempt.] ID CD LD Result EXP 1 242839 [8+1] = 9 12 T4 Rare [Masterpiece] | Support Song (-1 Material) - 2 242840 [1+1] = 2 6 Critical Fail (-1 Material) - 3 - - -

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The man gestured for her to take a look around and at that Mari took a step back. Fully taking in the scene around her. Blue eyes widened in a brilliant curiosity. “H-How…” She breathed. Mari had felt proud at her makeshift centrifuge back on the 10th floor… but this… This… “Amazing…” Completely crushed it into fine dust. The walls were filled with racks, filled with vials. Puffs of steam hissed every which way - tiny gears, shifts, cranks churned. Something like this…is what Aincrad so sorely missed, and so sorely was needed but - but… Her eyes shifted back to the Plague D

’It’s gone.’ The words were a mere whisper from Aoi as she glanced around and made sure no other creatures were appearing from the dark. Seconds passed before she was certain they were - relatively – safe in the moment. Turning back to the young child, Aoi knelt down and gently placed a hand upon their figure. Unsurprisingly the touch caused the child to flinch backwards. ’That’s just me. Come now, let’s get you home shall we?’ The path back out of the tunnels was longer than Aoi expected. Either she had truly become lost, and they wandered aimlessly for a while until they were out, or sh

The whole affair was beginning to feel a tad formulaic, mostly because he'd long since cracked the code on how to shatter the Knight's defenses, quite literally. An initial surge would see the giants falter, Reliq's unique talents providing an effective internal counter as he wrought destruction on their innards. Freyd just needed to provide the little mimic with access. Mayhem would follow. Maybe it was his familiar's natural talents for infiltrating and possessing objects that protected him but he seemed completely immune to the Knight's corruptive abilities. Maybe he's just too zan

Shop Post: Infernal Shadow - Redemption Cost of Transaction: 1 material | Bunny Stamp Crafter's Profession: Tailor Crafter's Rank: 4 Item Name: Infernal Shadow - Redemption Item Tier: 4 Item Type: Cloth Armour Item Rarity: Demonic Item Enhancements: Evasion [3 Slots], Mitigation [1 Slot] Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID230002 Item Description: Dark brown leather harness covering most of the torso but s

Rencesvals gives the following to @Mari: Paralytic Contagion +3 | T4 Demonic Weapon (Polearm) | Absolute Accuracy | Paralytic Venom I | Envenom (Off) I | Blight I Fusion ID: 245076 A long spear with an orange handle. Its tip looks like a miniature axe, seeming to bubble with black miasma and regrets. Source: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/39172-rencesvals-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=697028

The man continued to scream for a few good seconds before he'd run out of breath, then would end up in a stupor of whimpers and mumbles having spent what he had left in the tank. The good doctor leans and plucks up a clip board and begins to scratch away, lifting an eyelid to inspect his pupil and checking the subjects left wrist with his index and ring finger pressed flat against it. A glance to a clock that ticked away at the wall, he'd note down the time and tap an IV filled with a green fluid attached to the subjects vein. “HEY!” *Thung, Thung* Th abrupt banging rung through

Freyd gives the following to @Mari: Glasses. | T1 Trinket (Jewelry) | ACC III Crafting ID: 231543 A glasses frame lacking lenses. Source: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/18303-f01r10-artisan-the-evening-star-open/?do=findComment&comment=697031

Thread Closure 5,259 Word Count Baldur Receives EXP 11,570 [Word Count 5,259/5*11] 0 Col [0 Pages Completed] Acanthus Receives EXP 8,099 (7,363+736 Slime Farm) [Word Count 5,259/5*7] 0 Col [0 Pages Completed]

Quick item purchase (3 mats): glasses. | TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III [desc.]: a glasses frame lacking lenses. [ids.]: 231543

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Item Fusions: Step 1: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale: Step 2: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale: Step 3: Fuse the following 2 items for 1 Gleaming Scale and 1 Demonic Shard: Total Cost: 3 Gleaming Scales, 1 Demonic Shard

Morningstar was unfamiliar with the surroundings of Donoghue's. It wasn't an area he had come to before. Not that he wasn't curious; other things simply took precedence, such as the relocation of his guild hall, and Willow's birthday, and the mahjong tournament in Yomi, and... Wow, his calendar was packed. Anyone wishing to meet with him was probably booking way into the next year. It was time for a change, probably, but that would have to wait until after they killed the Spectral Knight that marched towards them. He yawned. It had been a day, and he had grown tired of Cardinal's fav

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“Listen…” Mari began. “I…this has been…” She paused trying to find the right word. Fun? It had been, but not so much the jovial haha way, the intriguing way.. “An experience but I need to leave this floor before-” Leave? Are you insane? Isn’t this what you wanted? An opportunity to do things? Don’t you miss this? Mari drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She did…She missed researching. Learning. Adapting. But not like this. Not at the cost of her sanity. First she’d need to go back to her home - then, let Freyd know she was okay. Then sleep. What if you never see

"Thanks Star! You rock!!" * * * Ciela takes x1 King's Core

The girl was clearly compromised, the sway and the slurring of her words. The step toward him just increased the invitation, cutting the distance between them so comfortably would make it even easier. Again, it would be a waste to slit her throat but there was room for a gambit. At worst, he'd have to kill her. But maybe just maybe, it might end up being useful. The man would pivot and return the vial to his belt loop, and without any abrupt movement he'd reach for a long syringe held in a strap slung across his chest. A safety measure that he'd hardly ever needed, given it was a lot more barb

Mari didn’t expect an answer, not outright at least. The man whom she thought was mute was simply was one of few words. Rather, the only word she had ever heard him say was Atan - one she had no idea the meaning behind. One of Mari’s professors in college had been Russian, one of her colleges, a real Casanova that one - but beyond that - she had never really studied the language. Never had a need to. Still. He answered her - and in a way she could tell his intention. Mari took another step closer to him, one that echoed in the cavern around them - it being the loudest sound shared betwee

The clapping ceased after a brief time, causing him to fish the knife out and slink it low to his right side following the direction of his leg and the handle just above his kneecap. That stagnant and thick air between them would clear briefly, as a pair of colleagues on opposed world views. There was a certain level of annoyance at the thought of having to gut her after all of this, and weighing his options he did. Perhaps she could be chained up? repurposed if she had the kind of mental acuity to understand even a minor pittance as that. Such biomechanics would easily go unnoticed by a large

Baldur's eyebrows raised slightly when she connected with Pinball of all people. He never would have guessed that name, or that they had even met. Perhaps the more surprising part was her comment that he was quiet. The boy must have changed dramatically since Baldur last saw him. When she mentioned Morningstar, Baldur nodded along with her comments. "I just recently went monster hunting with him and I think you're right. He didn't play himself off as less serious with me, but he is a deeply capable fighter. I was very impressed, and I've seen a lot of impressive fighters over the years."

Clap Clap Clap The muted sattico sound of accolades snapped Mari out of her rambling stupor. He was…clapping? Mari stared at him - brows furrowed in confusion. Why was he clapping? Still.. The action caused a sense of pride well within Mari’s chest. At least someone understood. There was a certain…je ne sais quoi when it came to discovering things - learning things. And there were few here who really understood. Instead of thanking him, Mari gave the plague doctor a curious nod of acknowledgement. He wasn’t being volatile… he hadn’t shown her any cause for alarm excep

Three days of silence came and went. Days of isolation and intrigue, filled to the brim with nothing more then tests upon tests. The analysis had gone swimmingly, and both stagnant waters had bore fruit. The stygian had proved a fair source of highly potent muriatic compound while the bioluminescent was a fester site of some bacteria that could be cultured in ways that the game would never be able to perceive. More then enough to work away at even more synthesis, a way of creating things this game had never thought possible. Ingenuity in an extreme that no skill would provide, conveyed in way

PH * * * KnightessCiela consumes: Skewer Roll - Protein 2 [filled] (Wulfrin) Bingsu - T4 MIT 3 (Wulfrin) Liquor of Light - DMG 3 (Wulfrin) Kintsugi - T4 Toxic Venom (Wulfrin) Miso Soup - T4 Probiotics 3 (Wulfrin) Tiger's Balm - Antidote 3 (Wulfrin) Bento - Over-health 3 (Wulfrin) Troll's Blood | 202053f (Freyd) KnightessCiela equips from Wulfrin: Aegis | T4 Demonic Shield | ID 234641 | Mit 1 | Thorns 2 | Paralyze Desc: This shield, a gift from the Goddess Athena, is adorned with the head of a gorgon etched into them metal as a scare tactic Buster Armor | T4