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"Okay..." Freyd had wondered purely because Sam had so often acted as a follower in the time he had known her. It made him wonder how she'd acted during her relationship with Katoka. Had she been more assertive? Kat was easy going, but he knew her temper could carry remarkable stubbornness. It wasn't something to bring up, certainly not now, but potentially relevant to deciphering whatever was motivating all of this. He'd also never seen any key signs of Sam's claim and found himself curious. "So Lium and the others dubbed you grand pooh-bah. Things go south and you feel responsib

The few things that she was able to collect for dyes were almost pathetic, and as Aoi tucked them into a pocket sadly, she felt herself wonder what Richard would say. The little she’d spoken to the man, he seemed a perfectionist in his work, and likely to point out mistakes in someone learning from him – not to be downgrading or abusive, but rather simply because he desired and inspired the same perfection he hunted. She knew, somehow, that showing up with something so weak in comparison to his valuable and expensive pieces would simply be a shame upon any future she’d have as a tailor. B

The twisting and jerking of the pathetic floundering specimen at his feet would eventually subside, as the toxin would settle in and root itself deep. Interesting, in how it needed to be indoctrinated into a host. A blade, a dart? To little enters the blood stream, or this case the data stream. Sprinkled on food or shoved down their gullet. The delivery would either be abated or would be trickled to slow. A raise of an index finger toward that glossed blue sky, as if proudly decreeing its success to an audience that it knew not it had. For precisely, to formulate such an effective cure to the

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed Riardon is at Full EN and HP Cooldowns: Post Action: No Action Free Action: none Terra Firma attacks Wulfrin. Takes 28 damage from rend. Takes 56 damage from Burn. Rend fades. ID 244577 | BD 1 Crit Miss | No damage to Wulfrin [2] Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 105/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:8 | PROSP:3 [0] Riardon | HP: 40/40 | EN: 22/22 | DMG: 4 | ACC:2 | EVA: 2 Terra Firma | HP: 466/950 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 150 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 4 | P. Stun Imm (2/3) | Burn 56 (1/2) Ab

She’d spotted the collection of silk threads through pure coincidence, the shimmering of the sun reflecting off them just before she had managed to walk straight through them. Cautiously, she’d pulled herself to an immediate stop before raising a hand and gently touching the item, watching as it shifted beneath her fingertips. She’d glanced in either direction, noticing how it ran between two small trees that were several metres apart. She could see several layers of the silk going back and forth, and as she followed it gently with her finger, she noticed as the silk came loose, falling toward

Luck wasn’t on her side. Although she’d cleared away the thoughts from moments ago, Aoi dragged herself from the brush – noticing the small cuts that slowly disappeared as the system cleared away the minor abrasions that spikes within had caused and returned her form to normal – with nothing to show for her effort. The heavy sigh that passed through her spoke more than any words could as she relived the failure that had been her entire gathering process since she’d left the town. Her eyes drifted across the area and towards a pair of boars, their forms having moved away from the small herd – W

More. A lot more. Every time he turned around, another pop-up window reported new knights spotted, and they were multiplying fast. Bent down on one knee, black armor soaked through to whatever layer was deeper than bone, Freyd was half catching his breathe, half digesting what could become a rout. Frontliners had rallied to the aid of this last patrol in responding to the threat's original emergence, and fortunately defeated it swiftly. Little time could be spared in the aftermath, as he'd risked the rest of O&I's available agents, committing them to stalling action likely beyond their mea

Very few things brought Himiko from her shut-in style. She seemed to be determined to stay within the safety of her own home, however. Something lured her out this day. She had heard rumors of a flower on this floor, the children of the orphanage spoke like usual. She never cared for rumors of legendary weapons or armor or...Whatever the like. This flower though, even the name made Himiko's eyes sparkle like jewels: The Pneuma flower, said to be able to resurrect even the farthest gone of players. Was such a rumor true? Himiko lacked any knowledge on the game, hell she didn't even know how to

PH * * * *Note* Zajcica did not use an accurate block for their post. Rend was not ticked. Stun was not replaced with immunity. All has been corrected here. Recovery? ID 244569 | CD 8 | +8 en Wulfrin regains 12 En Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (2/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-G vs Spectral Knight (15 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well rested (3/3) = 12 EN Free Action: Bear Trap -> Spectral Knight; EVA becomes 0 until Wulfrin's next turn ID 244570 | BD 1 (AA) +7+1 = 9 hit | CD 7 | 30*16 = 480 - 100 = 380 DMG to Spectral Knight. Burn 56 applied. [1]Wulfrin | HP: 966/966 | E

PH * * * Recovery? ID 244571 | CD 7 | +8 En Wulfrin regains 12 + 18 = 30 EN Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (2/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-G vs Terra Firma (16 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (2/3) Free Action: Bear Trap -> Terra Firma; EVA set to 0 until Wulfrin's next turn ID: 244575 | BD 3+7=10 | CD 2 | 21 * 16 = 336 - 150 = 186 DMG to Terra Firma. Burn 56 applied [2] Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 105/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:8 | PROSP:3 [0] Riardon | HP: 40/40 | EN: 22/22 | DMG: 4 | ACC:2 | EVA: 2

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed Riardon is at Full EN and HP Cooldowns: Post Action: No Action Free Action: none Terra Firma is stunned. Takes no action. Takes 28 damage from rend. Stun fades becomes immunity [1] Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 105/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:8 | PROSP:3 [0] Riardon | HP: 40/40 | EN: 22/22 | DMG: 4 | ACC:2 | EVA: 2 Terra Firma | HP: 736/950 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 150 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 4 | P. Stun Imm (1/3) | REND 28 (1/2) Abilities: Move Swiftly | This boss is impervious t

Aoi moved through the grasslands with a half-abandoned purpose. Her search for anything of use had turned up nothing thus far into her walk, and as she avoided the nearby collection of boars and other creatures, she found herself contemplating the gathering system within the game. It was becoming more and more clear that gathering was far from the most useful of skills, unless there was some odd way of increasing her chances that she’d yet to come across. The game is of course designed around rewarding combat. It’s a fantasy game, an MMORPG…it’s meant to be about fighting. Still, it would

PH * * * Recovery? Not Needed Wulfrin is at Full EN and HP Cooldowns: Rending Familiar (1/5) Post Action: [x16] Tech-A vs Terra Firma (16 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested Free Action: Rending Familiar -> Terra Firma ID: 244568 | BD 6+7-4=9 | CD 6 | 21 * 16 = 336 - 150 = 186 DMG to Terra Firma. Target is stunned [1] Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 105/118 | DMG: 21 | MIT:103 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:8 | PROSP:3 [0] Riardon | HP: 40/40 | EN: 22/22 | DMG: 4 | ACC:2 | EVA: 2 Terra Firma | HP: 764/950 | DMG: 300 | MIT: 150 | A

PH * * * Riardon consumes a portion of Wulfrin's gungir Riardon Playtest SP: 185 Riardon | HP: 40/40 | EN: 22/22 | DMG: 4 | ACC:2 | EVA: 2

PH * * * Note: CS Shades of the Gemini is active. if any player objects, they should note such in their first post and it will be considered inactive. Wulfrin consumes Gungir Shard 239050 | Sharkcuterie Board | T1 Demonic Feast (6/6) | ACC II | EVA II | ID: 239171 - takes one portion shares the rest with party (5/6 remain) [desc.] A daring spread featuring a variety of cured and smoked shark meats, paired with exotic cheeses, crackers, and a hint of seaweed garnish. This adventurous platter offers a bold flavor journey, perfect for those with a taste for the wild and mysteriou

He was being comforting, and Alinta soaked it up. Each iota of warmth. She burried her face in the crook of his neck and took multiple deep breaths. She was so excited to fight, but it flickered away like a dying flame - and she was practically a mewling kitten in his warms. "Its okay." Alinta mumbled as he hefted her easily onto his back. Alinta Squeezed him tighter. "I wanna be better." She admitted as he carried her slowly back to the village. "You're....very warm." She mumbled. "And...even though I got scared - I enjoyed myself. And, it made me think maybe I could be a little bit be

Oscar merely allowed her to let it out. This, too, was normal. That first brush. The moment when your health is too low and everything is riding on a single attack. A coin flip that would mean you could see another day or you could go home in tragedy. Oscar never once faulted anyone for not wanting to confront it. People simply wanted to live. There was nothing wrong with that. Simply because courage was needed to fight on the front did not mean that those who didn't were cowards. They were simply normal. "It is," Oscar admitted. "Or was. Back when I first started. I know enough now to kn

“A great teacher? I’m not sure that I’m doing anything other than encouraging her. I don’t know the first thing about training an animal. Although that’s where Cardinal steps in, isn’t it?” Acanthus watched Kumaki approach Perlita’s drum solo on the large planter, enthralled by the rhythmic taps. Her master enjoyed the happy noises for a spell before picking her conversation back up. “It’s just like sword arts, isn’t it? I’m sure that if we all had weapons in real life, half of us would have already tripped and hurt ourselves on the sharp end of whatever we were holding. But the game make

Hearing the guy vomit once, Sam peeks her head around the corner. That man was coughing his lungs out on the streets. Another man, not the same, came out from seeming nowhere. Both icons above their head were orange, but why such violent bile. Sam couldn't help to think that this masked beak figure did this. Watching him tie the other player up, neither of them matched any descriptions on the board back home. That could mean two things, one no relation to Rosaria, or two, yes part of her group and Freyd doesn't know about them. It was very unlikely that the second was the case, that man was ve

His own vulnerability, paradoxically, left her defenseless. Acanthus let the silence linger a moment too long—a sign of defeat. He was the one that had just admitted to being broken. So why do I feel like I’m the one who lost this exchange? Acanthus returned her broken utensil to her inventory. A small notification appeared in her HUD. <<Stored - Chopsticks (Durability 0/50)>>. Strange they did not yet vanish. “One, perhaps two. I stumbled into one player my first few weeks in the game. His name is Pinball. I know very little about him because we talk very little on ou

Habits returned slowly, both in the real world and Aincrad. In her struggle to reclaim the “new old,” Acanthus had learned it was easier to start routines than it was to restart them. Before her hiatus, Acanthus exercised dutifully. Mostly running and bodyweight exercises, as Aincrad’s fantasy setting did not include any kinds of gyms. (She had no doubt some player had created some facsimile of a gym here, but did not care enough to confirm her suspicions.) For running, she started with jogs around the estate. She progressed to running the streets of Scalabis, but found the cobblestone ro

Again the thing went for her, and Alinta felt like she was going to throw up. Was this how she was going to die? All the excitement she felt earlier, the quips and jabs, flirtatious remarks - they all ran through her head - all of that - leading to her death - Alinta dropped to her knees and covered her head. What did it feel like to die here? Would it be instantaneous? Would it hurt? Would she wake up in the real world? No....that was just blissful ignorance. A whimper fell from her lips. Then, the sound of metal carving flresh - clanging - and a rupture followed. Alinta chanced to

"Well like I said, it's only done in Safe Zones." Oscar found himself distracted by the topic at hand once more and noticed that Terra Firma had suddenly decided that Alinta was a far more appealing target. After all, she'd not landed a hit and Oscar had been brutalizing the poor bastard for the past five minutes. It leaped over Oscar's head trying to reach the easier meal. With practiced effort, Oscar decided to put an end to this. His weapon disappeared, replaced in the next moment by <<Divine Rancor>>. Quickly tapping his Battle-Ready Inventory, Oscar activated his Crystal

His reply concerned her - but at the same time...confused her. "Wait...so it is a thing?" Alinta asked confused- and it was only available in...private areas. She stared at Oscar, the gears slowly ticking in her head. He didn't mean morality... as in straight up morals he meant.... "Oh." HIs follow up questions.... "But wait. Does that mean that you've never... you know...." Never...what....He wasn't implying that, was he? He mentioned applauding her restraint, and suddenly it all began to click together. He meant...people would actually get down and dirty in this game? "A-Are you

"You didn't know?" That was surprising. They'd been stuck in the game for a while. He thought it was pretty much just common knowledge at this point. Common knowledge no one ever really spoke of, but common knowledge nonetheless. "It's not visible unless you're in a private area like an inn room or a house. But wait. Does that mean that you've never... you know. Since you got stuck here? I applaud your restraint." He would have continued the conversation, but it was rather difficult to do so when Terra Firma chomped down on his head and slung Oscar over his back into the middle distance.