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PH <<Assisting System Engaged>> Level: 1 Paragon: 0 Tier: 1 True Tier: 10 Final Exp Reward: +135% Vitreous | HP: 35/35 | EN: 25/25

Mari burst through his door again, with a very old looking sack. with very old looking items in them. They were practically rusted. "So..." She tilted her head to the side. "I was...cleaning out my inventory to prepare for....things. And I found all these. They're old. Ancient even. Can you just-" She paused. Realizing she was being rude. "Sorry. Can you please identify this old piece of armour? The rest you can scrap." Mari offered him a small smile. "For helping me last time, keep half the change, if there are no unique enchancements scrap it, sell it, I don't care. Do what you lik

A message would hit Jevi's inbox, not exactly what she was expecting. Golden eyes frantically looked over the short few sentences, her features growing pale as she swallowed hard. "They're pinned down. The messengers can't get back to us because they're surrounded." "Shit.. this is bad." Jevi bit her lip as the others tried to formulate a quick plan of action. It was a bit out of her comfort zone, but she decided to take action and take the lead. "We've got a choice here. Sit back, and hope they make it through the blockade.. or we take the fight to them. Without us, their eq

► Mind Goblin? Cost: 10 SP Passive Requirements: Rank 5 Searching, All Searching Mods Effect: User can no longer benefit from the Standard Loot Table. User can also no longer benefit from Prosperity. Instead, user receives the following from all Loot-Standard Mobs: 10000 Col, 3 Materials, 1 Unidentified Equipment (tier/type chosen by user.) Description: Luck and Discernment go hand in hand.

Thread Completion: Eruda | [Word Count: 5142/5 = 1028.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.1] = 11312 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1696 col, 1 Mon Mari | [Word Count: 5142/5 = 1028.4] * [True Tier: 11] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 11878 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1781 col, 1 Mon

Ariel....that's a name Mari had almost forgotten. Someone who was adamant Mari was a terrible person. Believing the rumours and lies that Zelrius had sprinked throughout Aincrad. It was a post for any who would choose to accept. Mari wasn't sure why she had bothered to accept. She had lost interest in questing, in fighting mobs recently. She just wanted to do what she wanted. Meander around. Enjoy the little things. A hot shower, a warm meal. A bed with someone beside you. Yet here she was, now rounding a hill to see familiar faces. Ariel, Freyd, Arcanthus. At least this would be bearable

"miss luka..." eyes to the ground. "...he will see you now." the paper screen door slides open and the lady of the house of bones next door bows. not as low as she used to, in the long years of their working relationship where she asked after and practiced every formality hayate brought from his old place, knowing it would leave him pleased, but at an off-angle that would have confused a dilettante. deliberate or a sudden careless mistake? does she appear careless to you? she straightens, a coy apologetic smile on painted lips, then settles into a seiza position across

"Don't ever be sorry for trying to help. That is rare these days, keep that with you.” Eruda said gently Mari couldn’t help but have her lips quirk into a genuine smile at the girls words. “I always try.” Eruda was just like Raidou in so many ways. Mari could see how the woman had easily wormed her way into his heart. Despite his absolute oblivious obstinacy. She had this quiet and unassuming presence that most would brush off, but she spoke with such passion and determination. Mari watched as Eruda stood, dusting the light snow from her form. She went into more detail about their

The warm, earthy scent of baked dough immediately filled the newly founded home, mingling with the faint sweetness of vanilla and a crackling fire as Mari pulled a dish out the oven. “Freyd! Oh- shit hang on..” Mari glanced around, quickly placing the freshly baked bread loaf on the stovetop. She ripped off her oven mitts and turned to face him. She gave him a genuine and soft smile that reached her eyes, despite the tiredness they held. “I’m really happy you’re here!” Mari shifted to the kitchen table and picked up a small hot mug. She quickly walked over to him, almost tripping as

easier than unarchving my old one lmao

Crafting on 7/15/2025 Current EXP Total: 1,382 Finalized Crafts

Crafting 7/15/25 Using Crafter's Respite, 14 attempts total

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Transferring the following to @Lysette 4x Energy Shot [Crafter's Respite] 3x Azrael's Sports Drink [3 DMG] 6x Azraelade [3 DMG] 2x Bad Touch [T1 Toxic Venom] 3x Scent-a-Way [Pheromones]

purchasing// Custom Ambition Tool - 800 Col

Slouched in an overly comfy couch, empty tumbler slowly filling with melting ice at his side, Freyd stared at two translucent windows set to his default private viewing mode. It wouldn’t do to have people casually sneaking peeks over his shoulder and catching whiffs of sensitive business. Loose lips, indeed. It was the content of purest dichotomy split between the two that struggled to reconcile. On the left, a lovely and heartwarming invitation to visit Mari’s newly upgraded home. He’d been looking forward to it since it’s unexpected arrival. By way of contrast, an update from his man

There was supposed to be a quest here; and Mari recognized the name of the person offering. They'd done some things together before - He appraised things for her. Not exactly a friend, but a familiar name and face. The woman walked long the beach, her feet making a 'thwak' 'thwak' sound as the soles of her sandals slapped against the sand. Mari had her weapon casually hanging over one shoulder, propped up by one hand. In the other, was a half melted purple colored ice cream. Taro, if anyone asked. If Mari was going to be here, she may as well enjoy it. She wore a large brimmed sunhat, and

The man talked to the NPC amicably, Mari did her best not to roll her eyes. NPCs.... She thought. Mari didn't think much of them, but she would do her utmost best not to judge those who found camaraderie or companionship with them. Everyone dealt with this place in different ways, and Mari supposed NPCs were the large majority within Aincrad now. "Greetings," Nemo gave a slight bow. He didn't seem to notice the cursor--or, if he did, it didn't bother him either. "Welcome to my garden. I hope you enjoy your visit," the gardener said. "yo," A nod of acknowledgement and a simple greetin

A delightful, hearty cackle rang out across the post-apocalyptic scenery. She'd expected boastful bravado, but this was beyond the pale. "Tolerate? You have no idea what you're facing, do you?" Hood shaking side to side, even as the mysterious woman's shoulders shuddered with barely contained guffaws. "Allow me to enlighten you. Have a seat, just... don't dip your feel in the pool if you want to keep them." Waving a supple leather-clad hand through the air to summon a still image of the Monument of Life, a twist of the wrist reversed the image for better glancing. "People

Mari felt an overwhelming sense of comfort as Raidou closed his hands around hers, squeezing them tightly. Lancaster was safe. Mari let out a shaky breath. If any of her friends had harmed him...or had taken him away from her, she knows she'd break her promise to the dark Shinsengumi. She'd snap. She'd burn the world down in pure unadulterated, unrelenting spite. There'd be no more hesitation. No forgiveness. No control. Just a grief stricken madness that would end everything including herself. The thought unnerved Mari a little...that her love for the man, perhaps her obsession even ran that

With the situation looking a bit dire, Astra and the others had no choice but to take the piece of shit dingy. There was some hesitance floating around Astra's head at first; as he was certainly more comfortable on land. With the weather getting worse and dangers lurking around every corner, there wasn't much choice. Wasting no time, he hopped into the boat with the rest of the group and began making their way through the water. Edict's right, I'm not sure how long we can keep this thing afloat. Still, he kept his thoughts to himself and began to get the work. Grasping the one paddle that didn

Morningstar was quickly greeted by Nemo. The caretaker had stopped tending to his plants to see him, although he admitted that he couldn't stay to chat long. "You look well," the gardener said. "Same to you," Star smiled. "The garden looks lively as ever." Roses were in bloom, Morningstar noticed. He also noticed that another player was walking towards them. Immediately, he recognized her. She had come by his shop just the other day, with little col and a few items in need of appraisal. Oh. Now this is interesting. The orange cursor remained high above her head. Twice

ph Acanthus | HP: 1081/1081 | EN: 126/126 | DMG: 5 | MIT:195 | ACC:6 | AA | FL.AURA: 16 | THORNS:476 | BH:59 | HB:48