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’Are you still enjoying yourselves?’ The sound of Nemo’s voice caused both to look back suddenly, startled by his quiet appearance in their immediate vicinity. Nari cursed herself for not being more aware. Though nothing terrible had occurred, she knew better than to let her guard down – even if the area was relatively calm and safe. Dangers could present anywhere, and considering that she wasn’t alone, that only meant she would let more than herself down. ’Well enough so, thanks Nemo. Just relaxing and enjoying everything the garden has to offer.’ Onora glanced up and smiled at the man a

’Firstly, the waters here don’t go rancid like you’d expect, so that wouldn’t be a problem.’ Nari wrinkled her own nose as she spoke, though in more of a comedic mimicry of the other woman, than in any form or appearance of disgust. ’And secondly, I’d be maintaining it fairly often, so it wouldn’t get to smell that bad to begin with!’ ’Sure, like you clean the kitchen area, right?’ The words were a jest, but as Nari glanced over, she couldn’t help but wonder if her lack of assistance and general help in the kitchen wasn’t secretly bothering Onora. She knew better than to ask outright – th

For a long moment Cascade couldn't move. The world had stilled- her heartbeat thundered too loud, her breath caught somewhere between her ribs and her throat. His warmth lingered, the echo of his lips presses against her skin like a phantom she didn't know how to banish. The air between them crackled, fragile and electric. Her gaze darted from his eyes to his mouth, then away, then back again. What just happened? Her mind screamed to think, but her body was still suspended in aftershock. Her pulse thundered, refusing to settle. The word forgive hung in the air, raw and trembling. S

’It’s too bad, really…’ She started the typical thought process, expecting to head down a repetitive conversation that always ended the same. Something in Nari shifted though, and she found herself uninterested in the conversation suddenly. A few breaths of pause followed the start of her statement, before she figured out something else to say instead. ’…I mean, it’s too bad that we don’t have access to this place more easily. Imagine how much fishing I could do if I only had to walk into the backyard…might be worth considering a housing expansion, at some point.’ ’Just what we need, a fi

Ph * * * Ciela takes a share and offers: The Very Innapropriately Shaped Glizzy (5/6) | ID: 245863 | T4 Demonic Feast | MIT III | OH 1 Ciela also consumes: T4 Immolation Potion * * * PT Skills: 2 Ranks of Resolute, 2 Ranks of Reflective as well as the stats listed in the big block below KnightessCiela | HP: 780/780 | EN: 90/90 | DMG: 8 | MIT:225 | ACC:3 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | FL.AURA: 8 | FR.AURA: 8 | FL.THORNS: 8/16 | FR.THORNS: 8/16 | THORNS:168 | BH:26 | HB: 17 * * * Note: CS Flames of the Phoenix is active. If any player objects, they should stat

It was time to finally check another item off Wulfrin's ever growing To-Do list. That item was collecting the ever elusive life stealing sword art. Wulfrin had been eying this quest for awhile now, but since unlocking his * * * Note: CS Flames of the Phoenix is active. If any player objects, they should state it in their first post and the skill will be considered inactive. Guild Rank: 1 +1% Final Exp and Col at end of thread Skill Specialization Playtest in effect Wulfrin PT SP total: 225 In addition to posted block, Wulfrin purchases: 4 Ranks of Destructive. Holy a

’You’re right, it’s easy to find yourself overly relaxed here…isn’t it?’ Onora glanced towards the fields in the distance, and Nari found herself nodding naturally along with the commentary. She let her gaze follow the blonde’s, taking in the various environment and wondering if it could ever have been something more inviting. If Aincrad could have been a second home to those who were stuck here now. ’If it wasn’t so dangerous…’ She wasn’t surprised at Onora’s similar train of thought. They’d had many a discussion about it in the past; going over how Aincrad could have been such a wonder,

Nari was content to listen to Onora’s planning and scheming for a while, the calmness of the activity mixed with the leisure of her fishing experience putting her into an almost trance like existence. Her mind wandered, though where or over what she could not quite say – all she knew for certain was that she was focused upon the fishing, and the dangers around her, while also being entirely disconnected from the world in a sense. ’Still awake?’ The voice cut through the depths of her thoughts, and Nari found herself slowly looking towards Onora with a sudden realisation that the woman’s w

Reytac wrapped the grayed out leather mask around his lower face, cutting off the pervasive ash that seemed to always be drifting downwards no matter how long he’d sat in the teleporter pavilion waiting for it to subside. It was strange, to see a place where the main source of lighting was literal thin streams of lava that wound through everything. He held up one hand and flexed it, watching the red hues on his skin shift and dance under the unnatural light and color shifting. A shuffling on his shoulder made him glance at Aphrael, who seemed distinctly unhappy here. One hand reached up and sc

Wulfrin purchases: glasses. | TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III [desc.]: a glasses frame lacking lenses. [id.]: 231543 tomochi. | TIER 1 TRINKET | EVA III [desc.]: an adorable plush animal keychain. [id.]: 221946-3 Cost: 6 Mats

Of course they bit off more than they could chew. Dumbasses had no sense of proportion. And from Plum’s story, it sounded like quite the mystery. An important one. Because if people were going missing and not responding to messages, there was more at play than anyone realized. Stakes were higher than anyone realized. To the point that - in all honesty - if it had come across her plate before Plum had apprised her of the situation, Sin would have set off to handle it herself. And by “handle it,” she totally meant that she was gonna sic Oscar’s Hounds on it. “I don’t have to do a lot o

She ought to have been used to it by now. It was always the same old song and dance: she would join a small party, offering whatever support she could provide (financial, strategic), in exchange for their protection on ventures outside of the safe zones. “I don’t fight,” she always warned them, before sifting through her inventory to share teleport crystals with the group. Never had the name of a weapon flashed across the screen. “My safety is my top priority.” “Then why not take responsibility for your own safety?” the leader of party spat at her once they had regroup

Jomei hadn’t noticed the vials on the small table before, though he wished he had so he could have been a bit more prepared. When Mari suddenly turned her attention to the syringes like some doctor readying a patient for a vaccine, the serum within dripped from the needle’s point as she thumbed the plunger.. It was hard to stop the uncertainty from tainting his face. A scare tactic, filled with a mixture of mundane liquids that would do nothing more than frighten the man.. Possibly. On the other hand, Mari was an alchemist.Whether it was a poison, or something to loosen his lips, if anyone cou

The ping of the notification brought Nari’s eyes down towards the small flashing to her right side. She would’ve sighed, if she wasn’t preoccupied in the moment. She’d been receiving notifications all morning about various going-ons, events and other things that swore needed her attention. A single hour of peace would be nice. Too much to ask, I guess. She flipped open the notification, checking to see what she was invited to – or declined access to, as it may be – this time. Her frustration drifted away as she saw the name, however. Reytac had accompanied her on a number of different q

For a long moment she didn't move. The world had narrowed down to the weight of his hand in her hair, the low rhythm of his voice threading through the din of the club. Each word pressed against her like a confession, something inside her twisting hard in response. Her hands reached up slowly, grabbing his sleeve weakly. She hung her head low, the feeling of his fingers brushing against her cheek remained. "You dont get to say that," she managed, voice rough from crying. "You don't know what you're saying. You can't just-" her throat caught, "You can't just stay." She wanted to shov

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House Name: Cabin McCabinface Location: 7th Floor Description: A small, cozy log Cabin home situated away from the main settlements but within the safe zone. Simple and rustic, with a small workshop attached to it for Reytac's engineering efforts. Plot Size: Studio Room(s): Basic Workshop: Engineering (Reytac) Total Cost: Donated

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"No need to be so formal," Wulfrin smiled, his stern and alert exterior fading almost immediately back to its usual jovial state. "I'll send you the invite." With a few quick and precise motions through the menus, Wulfrin sent the party invite towards Vanta. Once she had had her fill of the provided feast, Wulfrin waved his hand and the feast returned to his inventory. With little care, Wulfrin entered the familiar shop of Zachariah. The old alchemist paid him no mind as the gentle chime of a bell marked his entrance. This was to be expected since Wulfrin had already completed this quest.

Reytac sent off a message to both Nari and Acanthus – the two ladies had expressed at least mild interest in continuing the quest chain, and while he had needed a little time to re-equip himself that was now finished. He fidgeted, adjusting some of the buckles on the riveted leather. It was entirely a psychosomatic thing, he knew, since the game ensured the fit was fine, but he still felt like there were places where the armor was a bit too snug, and others where it was too loose, so he was constantly making minor adjustments to it. The brunette still wasn’t geared to the same level as either

DATE: [11/3/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 3993/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+4=14*2=28 RANK 1 TAILOR | [EXP: 0/19] RANK 3 ARTISAN | [EXP: 43/79] RANK 7 ALCHEMIST | [EXP: 1837/2559] RANK 5 COOK | [EXP: 220/319] RANK 1 PERFORMER | [EXP: 0/39] RANK 1 APPRAISER | [EXP: 0/100] CRAFTING BUFFS: All Profession Ambition Tools +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop (Artisan, Blacksmith, Alchemist, Performer, Cook, Appraiser) +2 EXP per craft with those professions Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 4 | +4 crafting attempts Using Workaholic's Draft | Crafte

Alinta gave a small exhale. Relieved he was able to drink. “That’s it…” she reached out to run a hand through his head. “Nice and slow. Y-you’ve been through a lot.” Alinta didn’t know what he had been through. Or why those strange people knew his name. Why they were screaming, stark raving mad… and why he had invited her to that clearing in the first place. Did he get tricked? Scar was so level headed and cautious, he didn’t seem like the type of person who would be easily swayed. Once Scar had emptied his cup Alinta carefully took it, leaning over to the side table and placin