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Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Chefs Knife | 251570 Rank 7 - High Mentor Cook: | Enchancements 732/1279 --> 776/1279 Rank 9 Alchemist - 10 Crafts Available! RESPITE CRAFTING: 14/10/2025 Perfect Tierless dessert 252735 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Perfect T4 Potion 251770-1 | 'Work Juice' | Crafters Respite Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254942 CD:

Posted this in my Eval thread on accident on Saturday, bringing it over here for safe keeping! https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/42712-reytacs-evaluations/?do=findComment&comment=702454&_rid=10321

Crafting 14/10/2025 Post Link 254928, Perfect TTierless Stim, (CD:12, LD: 3) Perfect Tierless Stim 254928 | Miraculous 254931, Rare TTierless Stim, (CD:8, LD: 13) + 254931-1, Rare TTierless STim, (CD:8, LD: 13) = Perfect Tierless Stim 254939 | Miraculous 254933, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933| Searing 254933-1, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933-1 | Searing 254933-2, Perfect Tierless Blade Oil, (CD:12, LD: 16) Perfect Tierless Blade Oil 254933-2 | Searing 254935, Rare T

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2740/5119--> 2840/5119 CRAFTING: 14/10/2025 Perfect Tierless dessert 252735 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254928 CD: 12 LD: 3 Perfect

Big parties were never Bliss' thing. Crowds drained her. Loud laughter made her anxious. She always felt like she was the odd one out sitting at the edge of the room. She loved smaller, quieter hangouts. Those she was comfortable with. But, tonight was different. The last time she attended one of Oscar's parties, she'd actually enjoyed herself. She'd hoped this one wouldn't be different. And besides, who can resist a good ball? For tonight, Bliss went all out. Her newly short hair was pinned up neatly into a soft bun. A few loose curls framing her face perfectly. Her makeup was flawless,

ph Quest Objective | Collect supplies from the Guild Vault based on where they will be delivered. [1/6], -10 EN <<Assist System Activated>> Level: 35 Paragon: 69 Tier: 4 True Tier: 11 Final EXP reward: +0% Active: Guild Rank 5: +5% Final EXP reward, +5% Final Col Reward Consumed: Broken Baker's Dozen: Gungir's Shard [175566c] Protein 2, Accuracy 2 | Demonic | T4 | Feast {Freya} [1/6] (ACC Filled) Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - Eva 2 | Vit 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [1/6] Illimitable Lemon Meringue Bars (Gungir's/Overhealth 3, Evasion

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Simmone}

Purchase: 10,000,000 col -> 10 Platinum Mini Glort Toy [254927a] | [10 Platinum] +1 Crafting Attempt per Day

10/13/25 (Crafting Respite: 249772, Ambition: 251105, Sewing Room (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Gold Chain Armor (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 254895 CD: 7 +1 LD: 15 Rare - 11 (+6 Ambition) 2 254896 CD: 2 +1

Firefly struggled for a moment to shake off the stun of falling to the ground. She was very lucky it wasn’t any farther of a fall or she might be dead right now. When she noticed Reytac was putting himself between her and the monster an echo of helplessness washed over her. However, she quickly trashed that thought and nodded to him. “Thank you,” was all she got out before assessing the battlefield for her weapon. Now that she was back on her feet, she’d realized Sewallus was the new target and Reytac was on the move to prevent that. His hammer struck the King - albeit a feather being str

Winnie danced freely, unapologetically, as though it would be her last dance. The nice thing about growing up in a small village where you were thought to be a god, was there was no shortage of training. She knew several languages, she could fight, though it was frowned upon unless dire, she could sing, draw, sew, knit, crochet, cook, bake, clean, garden, hunt, and she had been trained to dance. Dancing felt ethereal to her, as though a part of her soul was coursed through to those who saw. It felt freeing, yet terrifying. Having the belief that a part of your soul was transferred

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Roll ID: 254888 CD8 LD9 Uncommon Result EXP +4 (Uncommon +3, CAT +1) Uncommon unfinished Eval +1 Roll ID: 254889 CD6 LD1 Salvage, Salvage Fail EXP +3 (Salvage +2, CAT +1) Roll ID: 254890 CD: 4 LD:20 Fail Result: EXP +2 (Fail +1, CAT +1) Roll ID: 254891 CD:3 LD:10 Fail Result: EXP +2 (Fail +1, CAT +1) Day results: Uncommon unfinished Eval +1 Materials - 4 Exp +11 Engineer Profession EXP: 59/79

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He was glad to see that she was back to her sense, whether she would be back to her own self was another thing. It sounded like a terrible time, and the hunter would agree that he would also have many nightmares about that. There were too many times that he had to deal with bug type mobs on floors, and they were always the worst ones to deal with. Beast types were instinctual and savage, while humaniod types were precise and calculative. Bugs types were, as he would find, were always the ambush predators or had status ailment attacks. The amount of times he was paralyzed by scorpions whil

Reytac followed Teion down the stairs, grimacing as he went ahead and pulled the leaking barrel of wine from his inventory. Almost immediately wine started pulsing out rhythmically, falling to the stone beneath him with a splash. For now, at least outside, the wine was washed away by the incessant rain. But once they got inside that would be a different problem. Uh.. Let's see. Forest, forest, more forest, snowy forest." He drummed his fingers against the barrel as he spoke, tapping once for each place. Mostly, a lot of forests. "I do want to explore more, and was actually trying to when thing

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Vanish CD [2/3] Dashing to the creature that her cousin left for her, she pulls her right hand back as she would point all her fingers straight out. Driving her hand into the tangled mess, she would find something firm in the middle. Grabbing a hold of it and tearing it out of the creature, it looked like a meat ball. Right then the creature would burst outward but instead of turning into shards it sprung spaghetti and sauce everywhere. Anyone who was close would be covered in pasta. Kasumi would lick her lips with a smile, yum. Dropping the meatball to the ground

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Concentration CD [3/5] Watching Sam’s arrows piece deep upon each creature, with it they were left with just one. Seeing this monster mobile made him wonder if he should make spaghetti tonight. How hard could it be? Taking a few steps forward as he would drive his sword deep within the tangled mess. It would cut a few noodles on its frame and a few more as he pulled the blade out. It was making sloshing noises, he wasn't sure what that meant. Glancing at the health bar above their head, it was low. That was what the creature was freaking out about, it was almost d

Standard Recovery +4 EN | 254879, CD: 5 (No Proc) There was not not much left and she could feel her arms go almost limp noodle. At this food attraction was making her stomach growl but she had no idea what she wanted to eat. If she was being honest some of these creatures that they were fighting made her loose interest in some of her favorite foods which was a bummer. Seeing the spagetti blob, it looked like tangla off of pokemon. Regardless of all the random things that she was thinking about right now, the one thing that she did know was they all die in the same regard. Pulling the bow

Standard Recovery +4 EN Again the party seemed to not miss a beat, especially with the serving that Kasumi was doing. Their team was operating like a well oiled machine, setting up the pins then knocking them down. Within mere moments of a fight beginning, most of the enemies were absolutely slaughtered. The smith could barely keep pace, and he couldn't decide if it was because of the armor or his age. The weapon pulled from behind him back into his hand, spinning the chain around his wrist. The guy picks up speed and drives that door sized slab of steel on his right arm against his would

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254876, CD: 6 (No Proc) The red head bounds past the duo, right into the fray without a second thought. Her weapon rips across the sand, cutting a rut in it as she heaves up with a reddish orange discharge. Like a baseball bat or better yet a shovel, a good portion of the terrain and a pair of opponents are tossed like cannon balls straight out toward the sea. A tap of her left hand against her brow, right above a smile as they plummet through the air. A few seconds roll by before the first one finally connects, slamming into the water from a big enough

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254871, CD: 9 (+8 EN), Vanish Refreshed The girl keeps her space near Raidou, using the guy as cover and picking out her targets. The annealed blade had more then found most of its rust set free, like the girl to which owned it. The rich blue hue that washes down its length denotes to those that look on that she had a sword art raring to go. The moment the color reaches its point, it screams into forks of lightning in the same shade. With it her skills light up, and a half a second later her enemies were getting riddled with tears and wounds. Bolts of e

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Vanish Refreshed Kasumi breathes a sigh of relief now that that creepy deer was finally laid to rest. It gives her the moment to scan that little map, and tap the last circled section. She vaults upward and disappears, knowing that she needed the element of surprise here. The last area held more of the same foes, and a huge lump of untamed spagetti. Knowing the game thus far, it was surely not background scenery. Without warning she rips into view and begins to clobber them, a jab into a spine or a chop into a skull. Hit after hit in a near endless barrage of her