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ph Acanthus | HP: 940/940| EN: 126/126 | DMG: 5 | MIT:135 | ACC:6 | AA | FL.AURA: 16 | THORNS:436 | HB:48

roll ID# 248089 | CD: 12 +1 +3 LD: 15 +1 +10 «NT:LE» Gathering: LD 15+ | +2 Materials «Foraging» R2 : "Journeyman Forager" LD 13+ | +1 Material CD: 5*+ | +1 extra Material «Foraging» EXP: 122/149 | 94 +8+2 +16+2 Total Mats: 26 | 22 +4

Acanthus watched Freyd pummel the grotesque from a whole being into thin layers of blood on the dungeon walls. It was the first time she had seen him laugh. And even then, it wasn’t a laugh. Eerie cackling bounced off of the walls, lending to the unsettling air, but it did not slow her down. Acanthus was no stranger to strange behavior in combat. How people preferred to fight (and cope with the fighting) was their own journey, and she had little desire to judge. But she did have an uncharacteristic desire to pry, if only a little. “Sounds like you’ve been to Floor 29 for that bugged quest

"What's the matter, Mari? Evelyn got your tongue?" “Funny..” Mari coughed. “You keep bringing her up, as if that’s your only weapon against me.” Her daughter had been used against her so many times in the past, that the name coming from her Gemini was just reciprocated with a dull numbing pain of longing. Nothing else. No anger, no overwhelming guilt. Was that…a good thing? Mari wasn’t sure but she didn’t have time to dwell on it. A foot lifted. Mari rolled onto her back only to have the foot come down hard on her sternum. Mari felt like the wind had been knocked out of her, she coughed.

A flash of steel, oozing with black miasma that hissed as it dripped from her weapon and hit the ground. Acrid blight and noxious venom. As it all too easily found its target, and out from the shadows stepped a figure adorned in flickering orange - almost as though she was an ember threatening to ignite. Mari didn't bother going back into the shadows, the rest of them peeled off her as they sunk bank into the ground in languid drips. Mari stood where she had struck the ripper, head tilted to the side as she watched it squirm beneath the weight of blight, and its own body - paralyzed. Unab

Mari waited for the thermos to refill itself before grabbing it to drink, her throat felt dry - and her limbs still felt heavy after the constantly loaded conversation the two seemed to be delving into. Mari swished the slightly bitter tea in her mouth before swallowing. "I know." She said when Raidou said he'd be put in greater danger. "It's partially why I don't plan on talking about him. I'm not ashamed of him. I don't care who knows me, who judges me." She felt like she was repeating herself but it was statement that remained true, that she was adamant about. "But I do care about him. Simp

“This is delicious, Mari. Thank you for inviting me here, and for this wonderful meal. It means a lot to me.” "Eheh! Thank you." Mari picked up her plate, the still half eaten food on it then his empty one. "It's actually one of my favourite things to make, its a big comfort meal for me. I wanted to share that with you. Ahh... I did have some Ciabatta but I guess I forgot to serve it up, if you're still hungry let me know. I'll cut some up. K?" Despite the rough conversation Mari seemed to have relaxed a little more. The hard parts were over. He was still here, and that meant enough for

Shadows clung to Ariel like a second skin as she watched Freyd’s drunken stumble transform into terrifying precision. The Ripper’s chain-hook flew—SHINK—only to be caught mid-air by a hand moving faster than sober logic allowed. A big chunk of the boss’s HP vanished in a spray of pixelated gore. Even pickled he's lethal, she acknowledged, sending the teleport crystal back into the inventory. Kimba’s low growl vibrated through their bond: Focus. Rotting meat and rusted chains filled the air. The Ripper reeled, chains acting like a death rattle. Ariel’s moment crystallized. No flourish

Mari misunderstood his perspective on NPCs, but now wasn’t the time or place, and he wasn’t altogether sure how sane it all was. This place took its toll, in this case, it might have taken everything from the very start. Rather than prod, he just let the topic slide, preferring praise instead. “This is delicious, Mari. Thank you for inviting me here, and for this wonderful meal. It means a lot to me.” A blushing smile, restoring some hint of the happiness he wished so desperately to preserve, threading fate’s needle with filaments now tainted with blood. Would more follow?

Watching the rock skip ten times over, she would smile. Looking for another that was semi flat, she decided to try. Finding one, she would shift her body slightly to line her eyes with the pool of water, as she pulls her arm back a bit. With a flick of her wrist, it skips three time. Without thinking about it she jumps raising her arms with "YES" before slowly pulling them down behind her back. Pushing her lips together, turning to Rai with a small chuckle. "First time" remarking as heat build in her face. After a moment her eyes would go to the falls, all the different colors. She began to wo

A small spiral notebook flashes into existence, Mari would offer it to him. Out of respect the man takes it gently, flipping through its pages. Her hand writing left quite a bit to be desired, leaving him reading through much slower then he could usually parse. It was a thicker record, but seemed almost manic and incomplete. Like a proof of her state as it deteriorated, and how abruptly it would inevitably end. "Thanks, I will compare this to my own records." Raidou remarks adding it to the others he had just written, before sliding them away to join the organized clutter at the guild hall. Ma

“People? You mean players, not NPCs.” "Naturally." Mari said in a matter-of-factly tone. "I wouldn't have hesitated to attack them front of if they were NPCs. Why bother disarming NPCs? Why go through all that extra effort to preserve their life when they wake up the next day when they fall? People don't do that Freyd." Mari sighed as she pushed her half eaten meal away, not hungry anymore. "That's the problem. People don't..come back" She knew her and Freyd hadn't agreed on the matter. Mari used to not have such a disdain for NPCs...but after all she had been through, all she had lost -

The man would offer pursuit without any resistance, offering the quick response "Good, most of my morning is clear." He'd sate her curiosity and any inhibition to the notion. Raidou's morning tasks had been handled quite readily, jumping around from floor to floor like usual did take its own fair shake. The man would lean down and pick up a flatter stone. That adamant and stoic expression that he always wore still clung to his brow, one that spoke in facts and simple truths. "Lead the way." the man offered for her take the wheel, allowing for her to work through whatever hooks that would slow

Mari watched as he would transcribe information, almost meticulously so...she used to do something similar. When did she stop doing that? Mari shut her eyes. Right...probably around the time she watched Alkor die. She spiraled bad after that. Then, she simply didn't have the time to sit and record information, too busy being hunted and vilified. Justly so, but - Mari lifted her head from his shoulder and started to go through her inventory, wondering if she still had it. "You're not wrong, only someone with zero sense would dive every morning into an extremely dangerous hole in the ground

"I knew you at least accepted him - to an extent with your present. I just...didn't expect this." Lips pressed together, Freyd raised his brows and allowed his eyes to widen in mixed surprise and agreement. “I hadn’t expected him to reach out directly. What I know of Lancaster speaks to violence first, thought after, if at all. He’s a raw nerve unable to ever be sufficiently scratched or sated - always burning and consuming itself.” A sly, bemused grin returned, friendly banter preferred over the heaviness of what might come to pass. “Guess that might explain your attracti

It had been less than ten minutes before Raidou showed up, the minute she sees him her eyes light up in excitement. "Not really, just got here myself." Seeing him fixated on the falls behind them, they were still a distance away but the pouring water and the colors that reverberating off the rocks was prominent. "I know this is an odd place to meet, but I haven't seen one up close." She would turn toward the cave, "I made a list of stuff that I wanted to do about a year ago, a bucket list if you prefer the phrase." She would begin to walk in, it started to get a bit louder but that was to be e

The man would offer a soft chuckle, retracting his hands and unfurling the map using objects on the table to lay it flat. "You're not wrong, only someone with zero sense would dive every morning into an extremely dangerous hole in the ground where no one goes. To read a book to a friend, for all about a half an hour." Clasping a pen he'd start to draw out sections of where their encounter had occurred, visually transcribing down expectation and assumption based on potentials and possibility in notable red lines. "I am sure that can be arranged, if I still have them. Its been so long I'll have

The man would travel through a road that he was more than familiar, given that most of the mapping of this floor was done by him in particular. The caverns of Tomoika were vast, and yet the man could navigate them quicker then the skin on the back of his hand. The thicker yellow miasma that did not lend itself well to those that wished to breach it, required that players move quickly through it. His health would tick down slowly, but his vitality would allow it to climb back to full without much direct intervention. From the town of Charko the man only needed to make a small detour to reach th

It was late afternoon, Eruda is sitting at the guild hall table. Papers were laid across the table with only two in front of her. One a check list of things that she had been wanting to do for a while. She found herself having more free time these days and she wanted to spend them wisely before they got busy again. The other parchment was a location. After all this time of being here and looking at all the beautiful described floors she had yet to see a waterfall. That was the first thing on her bucket list. She wasn't really sure if she could get it all done in one day given she started late

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Rank 7 - High Mentor Alchemist: 827 EXP Before crafts can i remember how to craft healign crystals lets find out ID:248076: CD: 5 LD:2 Salvage +2 EXP -2 Materials ID:248077: CD: 9 LD:13 Rare item +5 EXP -2 materials ID:248078 CD: 2 LD: 3 FAIL +1 EXP -2 materials ID:248079 CD:9 LD: 9 Rare item + 5 Exp -2 materials ID:248080 CD:5 LD: 7 Fail +1 EXP -2 materials ID:248081 CD:11 LD:19 Rare Item +5 EXP -2 materials ID:248082 CD:9 LD:5 Rare Item +5 EXP -2 materials ID:2480843 CD: 10 LD:10

Name: Harmonics Profession/Rank: Performer III 248055 | CD: 10, LD: 10 248059 | CD: 9, LD: 19 248063 | CD: 9, LD: 14 Item Type: Support Song Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: Harmonized melodies. Sounds acceptable as a piece, needs work to be part of a greater whole. Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/42376-f01-symphonics-r3-performer/?do=findComment&comment=699176&_rid=8792 Name: Synth Waves Profession/Rank: Performer III 248067 | CD: 10, LD: 12 248068 | CD: 10, LD: 1 248070 | CD: 11, LD: 7 Item Type: Debuff So

Crafting on 7/19/2025 Using Energy Shot | Crafter's Respite, 22 Crafting Attempts Support Songs: Debuff Songs