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Post action: Gathering Attempt LD15+ To Succeed ID: 256917 LD:15+ 3 = SUCCESS +1 Material. This wasn't a death cap mushroom, no, this was a regular King Oyster - but maybe that's why when she picked it up, it transformed into a material - it wasn't poisonous, nor dangerous. Arsine twirled the tiny gem in her hand before lifting it up to the light. "Is pretty." She said softly, watching the light bounce and reflect off of its surface, scattering across her face. She could see why such things were a hot commodity within Aincrad. Such a tiny little thing, and yet it was the basis

Bbunnie stumbled backward, face white, breath coming in quick, shaky pulls as she dashed away through the grass. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she cried, voice breaking until it was only a frightened sob swallowed by distance. She didn't look back as she fumbled for her crystal and sprinted toward the town's horizon, the tiny globe of light in her hand flaring orange with every step until it blinked out of sight. The field narrowed to the five left in its wake: Axon, shield clutched like a talisman; Erickk, blade trembling; Meryan, bow slack in her hands; FinnLin, keeping himself between the ar

It appeared as though Aeva’s words weren’t going to be enough to convince Mari to lower her weapon, though that much was predictable. The woman continued to stare at the snow-haired girl with suspicion in her eyes and voice, going on to mention how she thought Aeva was just naive at first, but was starting to understand just how little the girl actually knew about the game they were all trapped in. When Mari referenced the orange marker hanging above her head and noted how Aeva had barely taken notice of it, the girl gave her a brief look of confusion before Mari raised the halberd even higher

Post action: Gathering Attempt LD15+ To Succeed ID: 256916 LD: 9 + 3 = 14 FAIL Another mushroom was plucked from the earth, only to disintegrate in the woman's hands. Wasn't she supposed to find three of those things for the NPC? She supposed she may just come back empty handed if this continued. Not that she would care. Zackariah himself seemed to not mind if she wasn't able to complete the task. The woman wondered if she should invest in the gathering profession. Many were doing that these days, no? And she hadn't really planned on becoming much of a fighter. Gathering would suit h

The screams cut through the plains, sharp and raw. Axon's voice rang above the rest, desperate, trembling. "Aliwyvern! No! Stay with me!" His shield raised instinctively, hands shaking, sword poised, but skill alone could not undo the inevitability Bael brought. Bael's black eyes scanned the group with detached precision. Every instinct, every flinch, every hesitation was noted. He didn't speak; he didn't need to. He simply moved, greataxe swinging in a single, overwhelming arc that shattered the ground and sent Axon stumbing backward. FinnLin adn Erickk surged together, blades raise

Post action: Gathering Attempt LD15+ To Succeed ID: 256915 LD: 9 + 3 =12 FAIL Arsine's eyes locked with the hooded figure for but a mere moment. Neither moved. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, couldn't even see a face. Instead of running, and creating a bigger mess she simply rose her shoulders in a shrug and turned her back on the man, shifting away from the fight. Perhaps that would be enough to show him she was not a threat, would not get involved any further than she already had. Maybe she shouldn't have thrown the crystal their way, a single one would not save them all. It'd

Bael's black eyes followed the glint of the crystal as it tumbled through the grass, catching the light like a tiny, mocking sun. The players froze for a heartbeat, uncertain whether it was a trap or a blessing. Then, almost predictably, Aliwyvern lunged forward, rapier drawn, desperation and hope flickering across his face. "Wait, don't!" Meryan shouted, loosing a shortbow arrow, but it sailed wide, harmless. Bbunnie's hands trembled on her bowstring as she muttered a barely audible, "He's crazy.." Aliwyvern's boots crunched against the dry grass as he snatched the crystal triumphan

The groups cheers continued, and Although the woman wasn't involved, she was close enough for her to hear them. The taller hooded figure, Bael had lead them to fight a group of boars, they cheered. Is that something worth celebrating? She didn't quite think so, but - to each their own. Much like the woman would not celebrate the slaying of a few mangy boars - they would not celebrate nor find joy in the simplicity of foraging. Creating something from nothing. Arsine's pace was slow, languid. She was in no rush. The woman straightened, standing tall amidst the grass, barely obscured by

The groups cheers continued, and Although the woman wasn't involved, she was close enough for her to hear them. The taller hooded figure, Bael had lead them to fight a group of boars, they cheered. Is that something worth celebrating? She didn't quite think so, but - to each their own. Much like the woman would not celebrate the slaying of a few mangy boars - they would not celebrate nor find joy in the simplicity of foraging. Creating something from nothing. Arsine's pace was slow, languid. She was in no rush. The woman straightened, standing tall amidst the grass, barely obscured by a n

Their cheers echoed faintly across the plains, carried by the wind like a song already forgotten. Axon's voice rose above the rest, triumphant, "That's how you do it! We're getting the hang of this!" FinnLin laughed, bending over his blade to wipe away the last traces of pixelated boar's blood. "Man, I actually thought we were dead back there." "Not with Bael leading us," Meryan said, smiling up the ridge. "You called that one perfectly. Thanks for watching our backs." Bael didn't answer immediately. The breeze pulled at his hood, rustling the hem of his poncho. His hand rested

Just going to reserve these two for a alt (because I dont think anyone wants to make it right this second) Zenless Zone Zero - Belle - ??? (Raidou Alt) Project Sekai - Haruka Kiritani (Older looking Only) - ??? (Raidou Alt/Suppliment)

Quest Objective: Roleplay interacting with Zackariah. POST ACTION: Eat the Fondue +3 LD She had never bothered with these 'quests' before... Why should she? Arsine wasn't planning on fighting, on leveling up, on rallying the troops to get out of this place. That wasn't her problem, that was the problem of the doctors and scientists out there, in the real world. Here, she was trapped and so she may as well enjoy it. But lately, all those late nights, decadent foods...it just seemed...boring. So after asking around she found out about the starter quests, something bout fi

The plains stretched endlessly before them, an ocean of green swaying beneath the pale afternoon light. Far beyond, the floating fragments of land drifted lazily across the sky, their shadows cutting dark shapes over the grass. It was a peaceful sight, deceptively so. Bael moved at the head of the group, his hood drawn low, the long poncho swaying with each measured step. The cloth concealed most of his frame, save for the faint metallic glint of the greataxe strapped across his back, a massive, single-edged weapon whose broad glade gleamed like a threat half-spoken. The six players trail

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"Babe it ain't about safety," Oscar said. If there was anyone he didn't need to worry about, it was Lessa. Anyone from the Frontlines, really. But the two of them had different orbits. Just two different lives. So in the rare occasions they intersected, it was worth dropping everything to just hang out. He raised his hand as they walked, rattling off all of the reasons and rattling off reasons each time he did. "First off, we haven't hung out in forever. I'm really pretty offended by it. Secondly, I gotta pay the stripper-" He paused there, realizing she didn't have any context. He didn't

Mari laughed under her breath at Eulogy’s antics as he made a little explosion with his mouth, accentuating the gesture with his hands - mimicking an explosion. It reminded her of someone.. “Whoever is telling you to steer clear of this stuff is an idiot.” Her smile faded, Freyd. Her brother. Hadn’t seen much of him lately. He was the one to tell her to reign it in. So to speak. Didn’t like her meddling in such things, teetering on a fine line, an edge. Damned if she did, damned if she didn’t. “Hmm…” Not an idiot - but perhaps seeing the world in too much of a black and white? The ma

PH Quest Objective: Explore an abandoned temple [2/3] Active: Guild Rank 5: +5% Final Col Reward, +5% Final EXP reward CS: Pierce the Heavens -> <<Charging>> Stance (Accuracy Bonus Reversed, Cannot crit on a BD: 9) Consumed: Broken Baker's Dozen: Gungir's Shard [175566c] Protein 2, Accuracy 2 | Demonic | T4 | Feast {FREYA} [2/6] {Filled Protein} 5-Star Ceaseless Beef Wellington (Gungir's - PROT 2 | EVA 2 [Feast - 205488]) {GAIUS} [2/6] PT: Removed: Charge (+10 SP), Leadership R2 (+14 SP), Battle Healing R5 (+30 SP) Added: Biting [4] (-80 SP), B

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“I thought you were naive - then - perhaps forgiving. Not mentioning or barely even glancing at what’s above my head. But it seems you have no idea.” Mari rose her halberd that little bit higher. She didn’t want to, but if this woman was anything like Addex then she was a direct danger to her home. Her husband, and everything Mari held dear. How many times had Mari been tricked by someone crying? How many times had she invited someone into her home under the pretense of safety only for them to betray her? How many times would Mari let her compassion get the better of her? Shed no tears fo

Watching Gaius get ambushed by the familiars, she would give a small chuckle. He would walk over with a small peck to the cheek, she would take a deep breath at the warm of his lips. He would complement on the smell of her food before giving her a little tips on the potatoes. A simple nod as she grabs the rosemary and sprinkles some more in. Still learning how to cook properly, his advice was always wanted. She would watch him carefully as he set the table, jumping a little as the timer for the oven would go off. It usually happened when she was too close to the oven and not paying attention t

"You really don't have to come with me." Lessa glanced over her shoulder, tossing her blonde hair back before she tossed her friend a quick smile. "Don't get me wrong, I love the company. But I don't really need the help." As she walked, she summoned her HUD, then called up the quest information. Something something, find a cavern. Something something, find a tablet. Neither one of those things screamed 'high risk of death or bodily harm'. They didn't even scream combat at all. Granted, she was high enough level that the mobs in the cavern didn't notice her. “Honestly,” she continued

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