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The wind of Floor Four cut through him like glass, sharp and clean, carrying the scent of frozen pine. Snow fell in slow, endless spirals from a sky the color of steel. Jack adjusted the collar of his coat, his breath turning to mist as he stepped out from the teleport gate. The sound of the portal faded behind him, leaving only the soft crunch of his boots against packed snow. Ahead, the village of « Snowfrost » shimmered like a pocket of warmth in a world of white. Smoke curled from chimneys, flickering lamplight glowing behind fogged windows. The laughter of children echoed faintly thr

[Spreadsheet] Set D | Support Package: (3) Starter Healing Potions (Heals 50 HP) 2,000 Col and (25) Materials

Post Action: Gathering materials for Maggie (5/5) — The wind had grown cooler as the sun began its slow drift across the sky. The once-bright light mellowed into gold, brushing the plains in warmth and long, dancing shadows. Jack's footsteps left faint impressions in the grass behind him, a wandering trail that marked his quiet progress through the open land. Four materials now rested safely in his inventory, each one a small victory of patience and luck. All that remained was the last piece. He moved further from the main path, toward a patch of uneven ground where the grass th

Vanta stops by, nods to the workers within the shop, thanks Wulfrin for hos hard work, receives her gear, and departs. "Preciate ya." *** Traveler's Shroud | T1 Perfect Light Armor | 256415 | MIT 2 | REC - A set of studded leather armor black as night with a small purple raven on the left pauldron. It has a dark purple cowl attached for obscuring one's face. Moondancer's Blade | T1 Perfect Curved Sword | 256418 | DMG 3 - A gently curving blade silvered to look like the moon just before it's New Moon phase. It is designed with agility and grace

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Profile - Username: Veil Real name: Lucien Vale Age: 24 Gender: M Height: 6'5 Background: Lucien grew up in a household where silence was the norm and excellence was the expectation. His father was a decorated military strategist, composed and exacting; his mother, a concert pianist whose hands spoke more than her voice ever did. Lucien, from a young age, learned to read the room, how to study people without asking questions, how to adapt to situations and deliver on the expectations that were never spoken but always present. He was taught se

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♦Lv4 Adelyte chaos || noun : a state of utter confusion or disorder || Ever since she was a little girl, Genevieve always invited chaos into her home. Wherever she could be found running around the chateau giggling, it usually meant that someone, somewhere was a victim to her antics. Pranks, usually, harmless ones were her forte. Putting googly eyes on all of the statues and hanging art in the main hall, replacing some of the bottles of vodka behind the bar with water. Once she locked one of her mama's high paying clients in the bathroom.. she got i