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PH * * * Post Action: Rebuilding Barricades (Heavy Armor R5 | +5 LD) ID 248729 | LD 9+5=14 Running Total: 48+14= 62

8/1/25 (Crafting Respite: 248267, Ambition: 248422, Pharmacy (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Magic Cauldron | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 248709 CD: 7 +1 LD: 13 Uncommon (2) 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 248710 CD: 11 +1

Following Wulfrin's lead as he stumbled through the dark, Astra did his best to keep up. As they traversed winding cavern paths, he couldn't help but think about when he would acquire the Night Vision skill. At this point it seemed like something everyone should have. However, they eventually entered a chamber surrounded by roots, and light was a bit more plentiful. Lo and behold, a stump in the center of the room was holding a slab. As Wulfrin gestured towards it, Astra was a little perturbed that it was perfectly placed in this room, after he'd been searching the caverns in the dark. "Well,

Gimme that shet Dimensional Pouch [248707] | [15 Mon] Adds +1 to the player's Battle Ready Inventory. A player may only benefit from one Dimensional Pouch at a time, but can be worn in addition to a Dimensional Backpack or Hammerspace Backpack.

Yoink for Kit Kat Gungir's Shard [248706] | [10 Mon] | UNIQUE Caches and expends a craftable consumable. The item to be cached must be submitted to a player's evaluation thread. Once confirmed, players may use the item to provide a buff to their characters once per thread. Other players can be affected by this item’s effects (eg. feasts, mass healing crystals), but the item cannot be used in combat. This item is tradable until an item has been evaluated on it, and a character can never own more then 1 evaluated Gungir's Shard at a given time. This item can be reset by paying 100,000 col

PH, the fuck we furniture shoppin? <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 68 Tier: 4 True Tier: 17 Final EXP reward: +5% Final EXP Guild Rank 5 Bonus: +5% Final EXP Active: CS: Ill Omen in Red CSA: [x1] Grand Mass Parry Raidou | HP: 940/940 | EN: 132/132 | DMG: 11 | MIT:117 | ACC:2 | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:4 | BH:52 | VAMP-D: 103 | VAMP-O: 155 | REC: 8 | BLI: 32/-20 | LD:6

The sound of distant pop music, unfettered chaos, and a violent struggle grew closer as he neared Miremoor. As he exited the treeline of the forest, visuals began to match the cacophony of noise. Explosions going off at a rhythmic interval, flashes from sword arts being used against beasts, and an entire battlefield in struggle. The situation was more dire than he previously thought, but Astra wasn't going to let that slow him down. It was time to put his life on the line in the same way others were doing. A message notification from Bliss had appeared in his vision, and the message he r

Thread Closure: Sam | [Word Count: 5129/5 = 1025.8] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 10771 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1615 col, 1 Mon Katoka | [Word Count: 5129/5 = 1025.8] * [True Tier: 7] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 7540 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1131 col, 1 Mon Simmone Guild Treasurer: +2 Guild Tokens (Sam and Katoka)

"Sirs," A member of the scouting parties spoke up as they rushed into the command center. "The Sword has been passed off." "Good," Riardon replied as he continued to examine the map. "Who are comprising the new group of sword carriers?" "Jevi, Adelyte, Kyra, and Hackman." "Understood. Continue to monitor them. We need to keep an eye on that sword. The sooner it gets back to the labyrinth boss room, the sooner the raid team can put an end to this madness." The scout gave a salute before turning around on their back foot and disappearing into the shadows. Riardon turned his a

The battlefront was heating up. Swords clashed, darkness plumed, the shouts and cries of players echoed through the area. As Belregor once again shifted his shape and covered the area in darkness, a flash of light pushed the dark back. Freyd had once again used his crystal to dispell the effect of their enemy's skill. Katoka shouted her thanks to him as she raced forwards once again. Her feet a blur and her body not far behind, she was getting used to the sand under her feet. It was still not her ideal footing of choice, but she was at least getting a handle on how to shift her weight. Li

"The routine helps." she smiled softly into her cup before taking another sip. "When things get too tough, when my thoughts are buzzing in my head like bees, I have to focus on something." It was something that her therapist had taught her back in the real world. It's easier to get a hold on things if you can keep yourself grounded, and the easiest way to ground yourself is to set a routine. She had been younger then, and didn't take what she was told to heart. Now she was a bit older, and was able to see how these things were exactly what she needed. Katoka's eyes widened at the men

The Knight's image flickered, and turned into something that looked like Hirru. Mari rubbed her eyes, her world span - a disorientating mess. Mari activates her charge skill—her halberd crackling to life with arcs of black lightning as she bolts forward. The frozen ground shudders beneath each step, and her war cry cuts through the stale dungeon air. She lunges, aiming to pierce through the armor of the looming shadow knight. Mari felt like it smiled at her from behind its visage - but it was just a feeling...creeping up her consciousness just like every other thing did on this damnable floor.

Mari wasn’t privy to the words exchanged between Lancaster and Freyd. It was a conversation they had before she came back inside. Worry bubbled up inside her. She could take a guess, and it wasn’t pleasant. Mari offers Lancaster a worried glance as words spilt forth from him like a fountain. Lifting a bound hand to gently brush his cheek, unlike him Jubilex allowed her movement - though its inky black tendrils still curled tightly around her fingers in a quiet warning as if to say ‘don’t give these to him’ Mari wouldn’t. Although in the moments that followed she was tempted to do so. To rip a

Walking through the hallway, hamster moving a million miles a second. She tried the whole sleeping thing 2 days ago but she wound up just staring at the ceiling for 3 hours. Shutting the door behind her, starting running the water for a bath. When was the last time she took one, was it when Kat and her decided that they were finally over with? Slinking into the tub, had it really been that long? What if Freyd was right, what if she couldn't actually brink herself to kill another player. It the other games she had played, it was different. They were not death games. Those people out there had f

Looking through the various objects now littering a table that once held a meal, the man gingerly sets a plate to the side. "Suit yourself, figured you could use a battery recharge and something to chew on." The man stands and dismisses his robe with a glance to Freyd, leaving nothing more then a simple long sleeve black shirt and pants, very plain and generic. The sheer tension in the air was so damn thick the man could almost harvest it and brew it into a potion, at it seemed that his no nonsense approach left a number of questions lingering in the air as well as irritation. "Understand that

"Ah shit." Adelyte cursed as the labyrinth was pointed out. Right in the middle of the forest. The forest where she had just come from. "I was going the wrong way.." No matter her little snafu, they were back on track to have the weapon delivered. After passing into the tree line, they had lost sight of the massive cylindrical tower. Did the frontliners really have to climb one of those to get to each boss fight? Adelyte shook away the thought, now wasn't the time to get distracted and start asking stupid questions. Untying the ridiculously long scarf from her forehead, she would fashion

"The closest thing that I have to a daily routine in wake, do guild vault inventory and than practice with CC for a while. The rest of the day I mainly work on my music or trying to write new songs. Let me tell you, he is not as easy as it looks." Sam give a small chuckle as she watches Kat avoid her glances after saying the last thing. "I am okay with it Kat, you seeing someone." It may hurt at first but she wanted to be able to talk about anything with Katoka without their feeling getting in the way. "Like say Lium was being a jackass, I want to come and talk about how he was being a jackass

"Oh honey," Oscar drawled, placing his hand over hers. "Totally pro bono." She spoke of the tragedies. The children on the streets and the lives they were supposed to lead. And it was tragic. Oscar's circumstance was one in a million, lightning striking twice. And she spoke of the light. All of the good things he'd carved out for himself. The lives he touched. The people he'd helped. And it felt good to have someone recognize that. But there was something off about the way she spoke. Only of the things he did in the light. The side of the coin that faced the sun. But they were all only ha

A hefty sigh escaped her, carrying with it relief at the blue haired woman's safety. "Good. Keep an eye out next time. Its a goddamn shit show out there, and you don't want to be catching any strays. And I'm Jevi." she attempted to move her arm, whether to wave or add a gesture to her introduction. It did not matter, because her arm from the elbow down did not move. It looked more like a fish on the end of a hook, weakly flailing. The concerned newcomer, who introduced herself as Kyra wasn't entirely sure where the sword needed to be delivered either. Had only certain players received the ques

Without a hitch, the raid began. Hackman the Scout watched from the cliffside. He counted eighteen players—enough for three strong teams. Almost everyone he had called on showed up, despite the obscurity of his identity and suspiciousness of his message. He made note to thank Bistro for her reliable information and retreated to a safer position. His job was done. He could count on the frontliners to do theirs. In Miremore, war raged on. The flow of combat drowned out the noise of battle. His mind was silent, and every action he took was fully intentional. A few swishes and button pre

Lessa pursed her lips around a contemplative hum. "I am now picturing myself literally gluing you and Jomei together. Nooooot a bad visual." Then her expression relaxed, and she shook her head. "We've already been over this," she drawled. "I could never afford a therapy session with you. You know how you get col in this game?" Without giving him a beat to respond, because of course he knew, she forged ahead. "Well I'll tell you how you get col in this game. By grinding, and by crafting. I do neither of those things, and that makes me a broke-ass bitch." Some of the humor leeched from her

Today's Crafts 248688 CD: 1 +1 LD: 5 Critical Failure - 4 (+3 Ambition) 248687 CD: 11 +1 LD: 12 Perfect (Mast) - 11 (+3 Ambition) 248686 CD: 7 +1 LD: 5 Rare - 8 (+3 Ambition)

She had bent over backwards for months to avoid Floor 3. It was an irrational avoidance, and one she was looking to put to rest quickly. After missing her third wandering mob chose to spend the entirety of its life in the Forest of Wavering Mist, she realized the petty desire to stay far away from the entire floor was impacting her ability to farm some of the harder to find crystals needed for Masterpiece songs. Small doses of exposure seemed to be the best solution. I’ll just wander through Aruyt and look for any important quests I might’ve missed. But it was doubtful. to Acanthus, “impo

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His outburst surprised her. Abellio didn’t really strike her as the type to get bogged down in stuff like that. But it made sense, kinda. She couldn’t really hold it against him. Being starstruck was a real thing and she knew that from experience. But her temper flared when he questioned how fucking important he was. She didn’t let it show. Instead she reached up and clapped her hands down on both sides of his face. “You’re such an idiot,” she said in the sweetest tone she could muster. “Are the details really that important?” Of course they were. He was hurting and it upset her. She