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The bells rang again. That slow, familiar chime echoed across the rooftops, drifting through the narrow streets like it always did — soft and heavy all at once. Taft’s rhythm. Every four hours, without fail. The sound rolled past like a breath through stone, and sunlight followed behind it, slipping through the Grand Cathedral’s stained-glass windows and scattering color across the city. Reds, violets, golds — the usual glow. Gentle, quiet. Moving like water over everything it touched. Hidden stood still, watching it happen. She’d seen this before. More times than she could count. Th

Putting her back against one of the structures, from behind she could hear screaming. Sam stops to listen, "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HER." Turning to look, there was a female laying on the ground, Sam honestly thought they were already gone like the other guy in the alley way. Running back, getting on her knees, that man was no where to be found. It was like they vanished... Eyes grow wide. There was something in the woman's hand, a vial and a note. Reading the content, taking a deep breath. Taking another glance around, the man was gone. Sam takes out her only teleport crystal and puts the coordin

Today's Appraisals T4 Perfect Weapon | [236207b][236207c][236215a][236215b][236215c][236220b][236220c][236403a][236554c][236561a] T4 Perfect Weapon | [236207b] 244649 | BD4 | CD9 | LD17 | | Damage or Accuracy 244648 | BD5 | CD7 | LD9 | | Bleed or Paralyze 244647 | BD5 | CD7 | LD2 | | Taunt T4 Perfect Weapon | [236207c] 244659 | BD6 | CD4 | LD9 | | Bleed or Paralyze 244658 | BD7 | CD1 | LD6 | | Taunt 244657 | BD1 | CD1 | LD16 | | Damage or Accuracy T4 Perfect Weapon | [236215a] 244662 | BD3 | CD10 | LD20 | | Damage or Accuracy 244661 | BD4 | CD3 | LD10 |

She’d stopped to admire the outfit in the window of a nearby shop, the evening low light creating the perfect condition for the otherwise darkened glass to become mirrorlike in appearance and format. Aoi felt another smile cross her face as she considered everything she’d managed in her creation – some of it was even beyond the skills she’d held in the real world, and she knew that it was partially the system assistance that she had to thank, though she wanted to believe that she’d done most of the work through her own capabilities. Careful now, boost that ego too much and when it falter

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Today's Crafts Extended Workshop. (+3 EXP total from Trinket | Tuning Fork + Hard Working) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 244645 CD: 9 +1 LD: 1 Rare - 8 (+3 Ambition) 2 244644 CD: 7 +1 LD: 12

Arrows rain down around him as he'd look up to see if he needed avoid them, yet they'd sub divide and seek the other players instead. But her aim was clearly off, or was it? A glance back to the girl as she'd disappear in a puff of smoke. A callous turn of that long bill would look to the unfortunate woman that sat behind him, still comatose as her fever slowly came down. Clearly he'd found a goody two shoes given the players aim couldn't be that terrible, and that green cursor of hers did a good job betraying her. Down he would lean to his victim prior, gently pinching a strand of auburn hair

The café was slowly emptying out as the dinner rush moved onwards. Aoi had stopped in after a hours of wandering the city streets, looking at vacant buildings and trying to decide what she wanted for her shop. She knew that she was getting overly excited; she had just become qualified, and wanted nothing more than to immediately jump into ownership and production. Only through sheer will and determination had she managed to convince herself to go find something to eat, so she could sit and think for a while. Opening in the Town of Beginnings is good and bad. It means I get all the beginn

She’d given a final deep bow, before making her way from the shop and back into the city streets. The common slacks and shirt that she’d started with had been swapped out or her new outfit, and as she made her way along familiar pathways, she couldn’t help but wonder what her next adventure would be. More importantly, I can open my own shop now. The alert had appeared as soon as she’d finished thanking Richard, confirming that she had completed the quest to obtain her profession, and been granted the authority to locate and begin operation of her own storefront. A part of her didn’t feel

Stepping back from the piece, Aoi sighed softly. She’d been working on the set for almost three hours now, finely threading edges as she tried to create the item from her memory, glancing once in a while at her guide sheet for confirmation of what she was doing. What stood before her on the mannequin once she had finally placed down her tools was a near representation to the original piece she’d imagined – not perfect, to her eyes, by any means. It was, however, as close as she felt she could get given her current skills. ’Well, I’ll be…that’s a fine creation indeed!’ Richard walked arou

Acanthus’ energy bar recovered faster than her psyche. One Knight alone was inconsequential. But mob after mob broke into shining slivers of glass before being remade in the image of another Knight. A full energy bar told her she shouldn’t be trembling. And yet her entire body shook. Acanthus watched her damage buff vanish. Fingers aching with phantom pains, she reached for her last potion, finding relief in its cool metal contour and downing the entire container without a thought. The taste was off. Or rather, the taste was off in a different way. Oz’s liquor-themed potions had a unique

Eyeing his intentions carefully, seeing guards frantically running around trying to find him. Surrounding himself in a crowd as to not be spotted. Watching him gesture to one or the other human, that was something Sam got wrong. His targets were everyone, who was this guy. If the law enforcement was looking for Vitreous than they were not looking for Sam. Pulling Bhafel out, pulling the string back as an arrow appears in that hand. Allowing it to charge before pointing slightly up letting lose. Four arrow fly up, seconds later they land on all four sides of the circling people. They scream in

’Right. Ready to take your hand at it?’ Aoi’s shocked reaction must have been more obvious than she expected, because Richard suddenly burst out in laughter as he glanced her way. He shook for a few seconds as he collected himself, before shaking his head softly. ’Don’t worry too much. The first time will never be perfection. Or, at least it usually won’t be perfection. Just do the best you can, and so long as it’s passable, we’ll consider you a tailor in the making. There’s no pressure, just try and bring the item to life as best as possible.’ Aoi wished there was a lack of pressure, but

’Oh, so you’ve returned! Did you find all the items you need to get some work done?’ Richard seemed to beam as she entered the store, a natural energy that pushed away some of the darker recesses of her thoughts that had attempted to spring up. A quick glance over his storefront confirmed that the plan she’d been working on since entering the city might actually work, and she gave a quick nod of affirmation towards his question. ’Excellent! Have you considered what you’re going to try making to begin with? I have a few basic patterns laying about here somewhere that we could attempt…’ ’I

The drizzle continued, dampening her bangs and soaking into her clothes. Himiko didn’t seem to notice. Her wide eyes remained fixed on the archer—Polos, the other girl had called her. The way she moved was smooth, focused… confident. Each arrow landed perfectly, like it knew exactly where to go. Himiko’s grip on her stuffed bunny tightened. She wasn’t supposed to be here, not out this far. The inn was close enough to the edge of the Town of Beginnings that the system’s safety zones still applied, but that didn’t stop fear from curling in her gut. Her imagination ran wild: what if the

STEP 1 Fusion-> Result Corrupted Branch of the Sacred Oak | [236411a] | T4 Rare Straight Sword | BLD | Blight A switch collected from the largest tree in Demon's End. The edge leaks a noxious ichor that corrupts whatever it touches. Kingslayer | T4 Perfect Straight Sword - Short Sword | [235690a] | Blight | Env. (O) | ACC A blade honed for the honor of slaying Ladonia's Royal Family. It secretes a venom that rots and consumes living flesh. Kingslayer | T4 Perfect Straight Sword - Short Sword

Himiko was too stuck in her own head, gripped by the fear of leaving the safety of the town until she noticed the old man looking at her. She just...Stared at him like he had just spoken in a foreign language to her. She froze up, she hadn't spoken to anyone outside the orphanage like this in a long time. She had to work up the courage to even leave, so when he addressed her specifically, her brain just seemed to shut down..Eventually, she did come back as he mentioned scavenging in the woods. Once more, it felt like the air was being snatched from her lungs as she began to shake like a leaf i

Natsuki waved it off, 'Polos' attempts to accept a compliment. "No seriously. I wish I had that drive. Maybe I could join the front-lines and get us out of here." The girl laughed as she set the quiver down for her next volley. Arrows flew as they spoke, the soft thunk of missiles against hay and sandbags and the soft showers of rain were the only things to drown out their conversation. "The front-lines seem like such a scary place though. That's the most dangerous place to be." Tauropolos explained as she docked more arrows. "I have been thinking about trying to actually level up, cause

Yue Hua's tail vanished. The two crept as close to the edge of the brush as they could, and Yue Hua felt her compassion evaporate, seeing the piled remains of the bear's hunts. There was nothing inherently evil to an animal that could only follow its natural instincts. But it was not pleasurable to witness... or imagine. Her expression remained undisturbed. She slid her sword partly out of its sheath and gently knocked the back of her other hand against Morningstar's shoulder. "...Ready." Kumatetsu pulled off from the tree when it noticed the white and red figures approaching. It fac

Acanthus drops a pile of rare items onto @Wulfrin's counter, and then the remains of a shattered sword. "I'd like you to use these to repair the broken sword. I know I'm making your work difficult for sentimental reasons, so I'll pay extra." STEP 1 Fusion-> Result Corrupted Branch of the Sacred Oak | [236411a] | T4 Rare Straight Sword | BLD | Blight A switch collected from the largest tree in Demon's End. The edge leaks a noxious ichor that corrupts whatever it touches. Kingslayer | T4 Perfect Straight Swo

The remainder of her walk through the fields, and eventually the city itself, was spent focusing on what she would craft first. Thoughts of various dresses, cloaks, and general clothing flashed through her mind as she tried to make a decision. She’d looked down at the general brown slacks she was wearing – the common starting gear that was anything but appealing – and come to the quick decision that almost anything would be better than what she had on currently. At least if I become a tailor, I can look to make the clothing options better. I hope. She’d been assuming that anything she c

He flickered to life. Smoke plumed high into the air, dark and wispy. On-lookers gathered round, worried eyes and parted lips on every face he could see. Everything ached. He remembered the ship coming apart, fire and explosions all around, and then the fall. It should have killed him, but the last minute activation of a Blessing of the Wood shieled him just enough to stop his health bar from hitting zero. It couldn't stop the rest of the damage, though. How the system planned on rebuilding Ladonia, Morningstar couldn't fathom. The ship had ripped to pieces in the sky, leaving e

"Hithanksforthestuffseeya." Picking up: Cedar Pauldrons | Light Armor | 236451d | Life Mending | Mitigation | Recovery Shoulder Guards made from the tall trees of Glyndbourne. It possesses unique healing properties. Corrupted Branch of the Sacred Oak | [236411a] | T4 Rare Straight Sword | BLD | Blight A switch collected from the largest tree in Demon's End. The edge leaks a noxious ichor that corrupts whatever it touches. Kingslayer | T4 Perfect Straight Sword - Short Sword | [235690a] | Blight | Env. (O) | ACC A blade honed for the honor of slaying Ladonia's Royal Fa

The boar exploded as the bolt tore through the side of its face, leaving nothing but shards and a collection of goods for Aoi to receive. She stood, cautiously reloading the hand crossbow and glancing around to confirm no other threats remained, before folding the item away and confirming the loot she had obtained. There was a fleeting thought across her mind once more, about the ways in which this world was changing her, and Aoi felt herself shiver in response. I do what I need to do, nothing more, nothing less. That’s all there is to it. Not wanting to think about it anymore, she turne

Melwich returned with the first of the six bags, propping it up on the counter for Kingsley. He smiled beneath his long white mustache, and went back to staring outside, completely ignorant of the girl who had wandered inside. He wasn't one for eavesdropping; her business was her own, as far he was concerned. But mention of the Pneuma flower caught his attention. The shopkeeper, unsurprisingly, had no information to share. In fact, she wasn't sure such a flower really existed. Kingsley knew, however, and he thought he knew where they could find one. He had never gone looking. No one