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"Well, if nothing else, we have to take her back the leftover Familiar food and her bowls. No, that isn't food." The last part of Reytac's statement was directed to his new companion, who had started insistently pecking at one of the buckles on his shoulder, the raven's head turned to the side so it could reach without moving. It chirped almost dismissively at him and went back to trying to get the metal buckle, which led to Rey clamping one hand around its beak to hold it at bay as it puffed up. "But, at least we know about it this time and won't think it's something to do with one of u

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[Stats to come.] "Home sweet home," Lessa declared, her hands on her hips, her head tipped back to take in the towering building. The lighthouse's white and gray stones gleamed as it speared into a cloudless, robin's-egg blue sky. Beyond it, the midday sun held court over calm seas, which lapped lazily at the rocky cliff face. Even the wind played its part, the autumn-spiced breeze barely enough to rustle the leaves on the trees. A sweet, serene calm had settled over the Farm. The exception, of course, was Lessa's beating heart. It galloped beneath her hoodie with enough force that she un

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Reytac held up one hand, his gaze distant, not really looking at Teion as he looked through her, past her. Cutting off her stumbled, panicked realization that she might have slipped up, said something to upset him – after all, she was wondering if leaving would even be worth it, when leaving was all he could think about. He pulled out one of his canteen of water and placed it in front of her – he’d seen her push her glass away slightly, cutting herself off, and having something else, especially water, would probably be a good idea. As for what she’d said – to not wanting out… ”But is it,

"Determination, huh? Yeah, I suppose that's a good word for it. Better than 'bloody-minded stubbornness', at least." Reytac let out a chuckle as he took another bite of the sandwich. This was probably one of the better things he'd eaten - definitely better than most of the vendor food he'd been getting by with so far. He was trying his best to go slow - he'd have to ask Gaius where he had picked up - Reytac paused, mid chew, to stare at the other man across from the fire, then swallowed the food in his mouth roughly, nearly coughing since he'd definitely swallowed without chewing fully.

10/21/25 (Crafting Respite: 249780-1, Ambition: 251236, Sewing Room (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Gold Chain Armor (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 255613 CD: 4 +1 LD: 13 Uncommon - 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 255614 CD: 3

The man sat in front of the fire letting the moisture dry up, chewing on a prepared meal. One of many that lined his almost insatiable pockets. "Decent goal, more then I can say about most." The man shrugged and leaned to look over his left shoulder, toward the door as it shook under the storm. "Might have, seems pretty horrendous out there." Gaius chuckles unwrapping a bit more paper, and digging. One of the toppings fall out and drop to the fire, making a hiss as its flash cooked. "You'll get there, the fact your out here trudging up to your knees in shit. That kind of determination doesn't

Crafting Day 10/21/2025: Tailor

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PH * * * EAL Crafting Attempt: Crafting T1 Spark Stone ID 255603 | CD 8+6=14 | LD 7 255603 | T1 Perfect Spark Stone | Technician | Advanced Technical Training - Advanced weapon attacks developed by Wulfrin for using two arts at once. * * * Thread Closing x EXP: x Col: 5 Materials 2 Gleaming Scales 2 Demonic Shards 1 Mon 255603 | T1 Perfect Spark Stone | Technician | Advanced Technical Training - Advanced weapon attacks developed by Wulfrin for using two arts at once.

PH * * * Post Action: Foraging R1 ID 255602 | CD 3+6=9 | LD 9+12=21 Results: 2 Materials +16 Forager EXP [16/49]

PH * * * Wulfrin regains 4 EN Post Action: [x12] Tech-F vs Wolves (19 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (2/3) Free Action: None ID 255594 | BD 9 | CD 11 | 22*12=264 DMG to Wolf 1. Burn Refreshed. ID 255595 | BD 2+7=9 hit | 22*12=264 DMG to Wolf 2. Burn Refreshed. ID 255596 | BD 10 | 22+2*12=288 DMG to Wolf 3. Burn Refreshed. ID 255597 | BD 9 | 22+1*12=276 DMG to Wolf 4. Burn Refreshed. Wolves take 56 Damage from Burn. All targets die before they get to attack. Wulfrin | HP: 920/920 | EN: 102/128 | DMG: 22 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:3 | LD: 24 | PROSP:7 | QTY: 8

PH * * * Post Action: [x12] Tech-F vs Wolves (19 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (1/3) Free Action: None ID 255590 | BD 3 | CD 8 | 22*12=264 DMG to Wolf 1. Target Stunned. Burn Applied. ID 255591 | BD 9 | 22+1*12=276 DMG to Wolf 2. Target Stunned. Burn Applied. ID 255592 | BD 4 | 22*12=264 DMG to Wolf 3. Target Stunned. Burn Applied. ID 255593 | BD 9 | 22+1*12=276 DMG to Wolf 4. Target Stunned. Burn Applied. Wolves are stunned. Take no action. Stun fades, becomes Immunity. Takes 56 Damage from Burn. Wulfrin | HP: 920/920 | EN: 109/128 | DMG: 22 | ACC:7 | AA | EV

There was a moment where Astra thought he saw Wulfrin's eye twitch, and that moment was when the raven haired player had questioned Ciela's cooking. Oh no, here it comes. Bracing for the worst, he was immediately filled with relief when his master spoke again. Wulfrin was firm in his delivery, yet still calm and clearly demonstrating that they meant no harm. The ball was in the black-clad player's court now. Would she stubbornly persist with her interrogation and suspicions? Surprisingly, it seemed like Wulfrin's words had finally gotten through to her. Astra didn't expect an apology from her

PH * * * Requirement: Speak with Waldo * * * Guild Rank 1 CS Flames of the Phoenix Active Skill Specialization PT: 225 SP available Purchasing: 6 Ranks Discerning, 6 Ranks Keen Sight | +6 CD, +12 LD Wulfrin consumes: ACC 2 | EVA 2 - Wulfrin's Gungir: Sharkcuterie Board LD 3 | Gelato Prosp 3 [filled] | Mousse Wulfrin | HP: 920/920 | EN: 128/128 | DMG: 22 | ACC:7 | AA | EVA:3 | LD: 24 | PROSP:7 | QTY: 8

Reytac frowned and rubbed his chin. If he had made this little shopping trip a week or two ago, it wouldn't have been ay issue to cover the material charge - but now he was dry on them from his own crafting. He gave a shrug. "Well, looks like we'll be making a trip then. I've used most of my materials making my Engineer gear. Part of why I need some of these things. So! Where will we be heading, then?" Getting the mats to pay her back would, hopefully, not take too long, and then anything extra he collected he could use himself to make more things.

"Hmm?" Mari lifted her head with a yawn. Oh...that's right. Rey had messaged her asking if she'd be able to be at her store; luckily for him - she had been crafting not long prior. Mari sat up straight and arched her back, it cracked in several places. "Yeh. Hang on." Mari scratched at her arm. It still hurt, but it was healing well enough. She supposed that was to be expected...after yanno, being kidnapped. "Sup Rey." Mari would stand, looking at the note he slid over, most of it basic stuff. "You know..." She began, as she started to collect all the things he had asked for. "I don'

Reytac had stared at the simple message from Mari for a moment before shrugging. The orange-haired woman had been kind of abrupt in nearly every encounter he'd had with her, preferring short and terse communications, so this made sense to him after he thought about it. The trip to the tenth floor and her store was shorter, and this time he felt a lot more secure - he didn't think he'd die if something sneezed on him this time. He passed by the gate guards to Yomi and followed the path back to Mari's little tent shop, taking a moment to chuckle at some similarities before he pushed inside.

Potions: 10/6/25 Rare T1 254232 + Uncommon T1 254231 + Uncommon T1 254230 -> T1 Perfect Potion | 255588 255588 | T1 Perfect Potions - Workaholic's Draft | Crafter's Respite | A cotton candy flavored drink that gives you a burst of energy. Blade Oils: 10/6/25 254235, 254235-1, 254235-2 | T1 Perfect Blade Oil - Phoenix Extract | Searing | A potent oil derived from the flames created by phoenix feathers Deserts: 10/6/25 254240 Uncommon T1 Dessert -> Saved For Fusion 254246 Rare T1 Dessert -> Saved for Fusion 254252 Rare T1 + 254252-1 Rare T1 ->

"There's nothing wrong with being talkative - alcohol will do that to a person. I don't mind, trust me, far from the first time I've listened to someone vent some of the stress that's been piling up on them." Rey ran the tip of one finger around the rim of his glass, staring down at the faint purple liquid sitting inside. "Nor is there anything wrong with.. Having to give up. the flip side of loving someone like I do, is that losing them hurts in a way that's hard to grasp, or explain. When I realized we were trapped in this damn game," his hand tightened into a fist, clenching hard enough to

"Mirror Coil," Wulfrin muttered as his quill glided across the parchment in front of him. "Arm cuff or bracelet. Not flashy. Preference of purples, blacks, silver. Windy design." Wulfrin took this page of notes and placed it within a folder resting just within reach on the desk. With the quill, he scrawled the words, "New Order: Vanta" upon it. "Raidou," Wulfrin thought back for a moment. "I know of him, but he rarely ventures out into the main player base. I've only ventured with the Red Wanderer and Leader of Firm Anima like twice in my career. He's super analytical and precise when it