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**USING MY 3.0 CONVERSION SKILL REFUND AS I NEVER DID BEFORE** Skills being dropped Cloth Armour Rank 5 - 30SP Mods/etc being dropped: Athletics - 4 SP Vanish - 6sp Nimble: - 6Sp Total Cost: N/A using 3.0 Conversion

Acanthus couldn’t help but share in Mari’s unenthused question. She had been so ready to find the sword. She had braved Miremore, ventured through dangerous catacombs, and even waded through the criminal underground of Aincrad, all for a chance to locate the fabled Sword of Kings. But after an all-nighter (of fighting Spectral Knights), she felt exhaustion creeping up on her. But Acanthus could feel a deadline looming in her virtual bones, and she knew that it was crunch time. “Morningstar…” Her voice cracked as she rubbed her eyes. “Don’t say that again. Please.” She wanted to say mor

today's crafts Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 251333 CD: 3 +1 LD: 8 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition) 2 251332 CD: 3 +1 LD: 11 Uncommon - 8 (+5 Ambition)

THREAD SUMMARY Experience | 3639/5 * 2 = 1455 + 500 (quest) = 1955 EXP Col | 400 (bonus) = 400 col Other | 1 mon (PT) and Hermes’ Scale | Crafting Tool | Methodical: +1 CD when identifying items in one’s shop.

@Corvo -Giving this to Corvo Narrative in a thread but mechanically picking up from here!- Tyrants Edict | T4 Demonic Axe | 251267 | FLN II | MADNESS II This inhumanly large weapon is opulent in a way that, if one looks at it for too long, is unnerving. Gold and black inlaid with diamonds that form a razor-sharp edge, it permeates an aura of unquestionable authority.

Picked up thank you!

Wulfrin gave Sewallus a fist bump as they started off towards the Monkey King's Lair. It was the third most common mob for Wulfrin to take out lately. At the top of the list was Terra Firma, a super easy carry and the reward was worth it for raids. The second was Cerberus, but that was only because he had to chop through the three headed dog to access Avernus. The Monkey King only made this list as it was another relatively easy carry for new players plus the sword art dropped was well worth the hassle. As they approached the lair, Wulfrin drew his celestial steel longsword. It was once weilde

@Mari Order for pick up Concerto Fiamma | 251265 | PERFECT TRINKET | FIREPROOF | ACC III A small unassuming red ring, on the inside of the band it says 'il mio sogno' WILDFIRE | 251266 | T4 PERFECT HEAVY ARMOR | FLAME AURA | MIT 3 Oddly, it is just a simple leather strapped harness that goes around the chest. It has small flames embedded on each vertical strap. The entirety of the straps are cracked, the cracks glow as though beneath them lies pure molten flames. Tyrants Edict | T4 Demonic Axe | 251267 | FLN II | MADNESS II This inhumanly large weapon is opulent in a way tha

And just like that, there were way more people than Wulfrin had initially thought would show up. Between the orange cursors running around, some unwieldy guests, and of course Oscar's own chaotic energy, Wulfrin was starting to get that "I'm way out of my comfort zone" feeling that only tended to come about in large crowds. His demeanor shifted, transitioning to a more cautious and reserved stance as he struggled hopelessly to use the provided chopsticks. His American was on full display as he immediately gave up and opted for some carefully crafted cutlery that he had forged himself. He deser

ph Well Rested 2/3 Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -18 EN) ID:251305 | 4 + 5 =9| Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:251306 | 9 + 5 =14| Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:251307 | 5+ 5 =10| Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:251308 | 4+ 5 =9 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage Ice Wolf #5-9 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #5-9 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #5-9 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #5-9 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col 12 ma

Shop Post: [Quest Post] Transaction Date: N/A Cost of Transaction: N/A Crafter's Profession: Tailor Crafter's Rank: 0 Item Name: Hunter Scarf Item Tier: 1 Item Type: Clothing Item Rarity: Rare Item Enhancements: Loot Die II Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: 251295 Item Description: A fiery red scarf with swirls of orange.

rolling PH Well Rested 1/3 Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -18 EN) ID: 251300| 6 + 5 = 11 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251301| 2 + 5 = 7 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251302| 7 + 5 = 12 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251303| 10 + 5 = 15 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage Ice Wolf #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effe

After a hectic few days....there was still a lot to clean up in her house. Raidou had fixed the front door, and managed to sweep and clean some of the debris...but it still left a lot to be desired. There was also the issue of outside. Mari's house was not within a safe zone, and every so often packs of ice wolves would roam. So with a heavy sigh Mari shoved a beanie over her hair, tucking in errant strands behind her ear. She forgo her usual tattered scarf and replaced it with another, white and woolen - so she would perhaps blend in a little better with the snow. She wore thick fur boot

Her expression had softened considerably by the time she made it back to Richard’s shop. Daydreams of Ryo patiently teaching her how to cook paired with visions of the look on his face when he’d eat something delicious that she made for him left her with a soft, far-away smile and a faint pink dust on her cheeks. The chiming of the shop’s bell pulled her right back to reality. She was greeted with that same jovial enthusiasm, and since the game registered the quest as in progress for her, Richard’s dialogue shifted from his usual greeting. He had set her up in front of a sewing table

251170 | Work Juice | Crafter's Respite Used Rank 7 - High Mentor Alchemist 1101/1279--> 1125/1279 Alchemist | Enchancements RESPITE CRAFTING: 23/08/2024 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 251284 CD: 5 LD: 8 Salvage Success (1) 3 (+1 Ambition) 2

Reytac trudged back through the city gates with defeat in his heart. Even pushing until he walked in the gates as night settled over the city, he hadn’t been able to find another herb anywhere. Or any of the other materials that might have counted for the quest, no roots or minerals - just that one, single plant that was sitting in his inventory with its dirt still around the roots. Still, it wasn't all bad. He hadn't gotten attacked by anything out there, so aside from the sticker plant and tripping, his pain settings hadn't been tested. His boots clacked on the cobbled street as

Post Link 251278, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:11, LD: 13) + 251167, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:9, LD: 9) = Perfect T4 Potion 251278 | Guard | Mit III 251278-1, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:11, LD: 13) + 251279, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:9, LD: 12) = Perfect T4 Potion 251279 | Guard | Mit III 251280, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:9, LD: 14) + 251280-1, Rare T4 Potion, (CD:9, LD: 14) = Perfect T4 Potion 251280 | Guard | Mit III 251282, Perfect T4 Potion, (CD:12, LD: 1) | Guard | Mit III 251281, Uncommon T4 Potion, (CD:7, LD: 7)+ 251277, Uncommon T4 Potion, (CD:7, LD: 7)+ 251173-1, Uncommon T4 Potion, (CD:8,

Rank 7 - High Mentor Alchemist 1101/1279--> 1101/1279 Alchemist | Enchancements CRAFTING: 23/08/2024 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 251276 CD: 1 LD: 8 Critical Failure (1) 2 (+1 Ambition) 2 251277 CD: 7

Thread Closure: Lancaster | [Word Count: 3265/5 = 653] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 2743 EXP Mari | [Word Count: 3265/5 = 653] * [True Tier: 13] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 8913 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1336 col Quest Rewards: 300 x 1.05 = 315 Experience Points Wedding Rings (Active) Final Rewards: Mari: 9228 EXP 1*Mon Wedding Ring (Active) | Strong Will Lancaster: 3058 EXP 1*Mon Wedding Ring (Active) | Strong Will

She'd press her forehead to his. Nerves not washing away, but being alleviated at least as she felt his arms trail beneath her own, letting her arms rest against his as his hands found their way to interlink behind her back. Holding her firmly in place. Usually when he held her, there was this tightness, this fear that came with it but this felt different. He held her with care, and without fear. As though with this very day, this very ceremony his fears were being alleviated. His vow was heartwarming and Mari knew hers would never quite live up to his. "Very Touching...but, you got one t

The world stood still, as time seemed to stop. Two words were all it took to bring every little trial, hang up, and problem crumbling down to its knees. A welling of his heartstrings as his ribcage threatened to burst open, Mari would no doubt feel the drum being pounded heavily in his chest. Gaining tempo the moment those two words fell. So simple, and yet the pronounced effect carried with it long past them in solitude. The book leaving his hands snaps reality back into motion, but his blood pumped in a frenetic fever all the same. Her hands were shaking, wobbling in a tremble under the weig

The action was not lost on Mari. For him to cast off his jacket, was to leave him exposed - and the very world itself may be against him. Raidou had promised he was safe, but Lancaster didn't know that, hell, Mari didn't know how far that truly extended. All it could take was an errant member, a finger, a frontliner, or a zealous PK Hunter to catch him off guard. Mari would tilt her head up to kiss the underside of his chin. Acknowledging him. Accepting him for all that he was. Past transgressions and all. He was steeped in sins, but so was she. "My handsome Vincent~" She would whisper before

Reciprocating her smile with his own, finding his headspace a little drunk on her attire and silently kicking himself for not having the means for something to match. But in the end, what mattered more was the truth of it. The raw emotion and desire, more then the imagery and formalities. "Neither do I..." Pecking her forehead given he knew that it was decidedly bad luck if done on the lips. "I welcome your obsessions. Allow me the same. To share them." The scent of orange and a hint of strawberry tickles his nose. His nerves screaming desperately for release in the shape of a lit cigarette bu