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Eruda had her fun without having to worry herself too much on her surroundings, sadly he cannot be too invested into it. Perhaps in another time or place he'd have the opportunity but not here. Where threats could very well wander into the place and take advantage. The crystal pulled from the bottom of the lake, the girl would bring it back up to return it to him. He'd give it a couple of shakes before adding it back into his pocket. Playing the part of the stalwart sentinel as she'd collect her belongings and ask to have a quick return home. "I can, plenty of charges left." The man comments r

Eruda spent all day making a new outfit, one that she was wearing now. A baggy pair of white sweat pants and a light pink tank top that went just above her stomach, with the red fabric holding her hair out of her face. Instead of making dinner tonight she just grabbed a few selections of bread from Ryllae's shop. She was excited to share the new creations that she made. One that contained peach and the other a apple. She went into detail of how she made them, something about mashing each fruit and blending it with the dough mix. Eruda suggest that next time she could chop each fruit up instead

Closing her eyes with her head up allowing the water to pour down on her face. She was under one of the lesser currents so the splashing didn't hurt in a way. She was not expecting him to come in, but she was glad that he was even here to share even a fraction of this experience. Hearing a slight muffled sound, music. She swims about a foot forward to see a rainbow rave inside the already purple liquid. Her eyes gleam with excitement, "Wow" is all she could say. It was nothing like anything that she had ever seen before. "Thank you" looking up at him, seeing that he was watching her. Smiling w

The man reaches up to his shoulders, removing the robe from it folding it neatly up as to prevent it from taking on water. It reveals the belt of his twin sheathes running across his chest, from his right shoulder and beneath his left arm. The two sword handles perched there normally just beneath his robe. The riding waves slowly bleeding in from above. Eruda was clearly having a great time. "I cannot say that I have ever done it, but I am sure I can manage." Raidou offered limply with a smile all his own. The girl would start to strip and mingle out into the pool of water, causing the nomad t

There was little else in demand, little else that required direct involvement. Raidou had no where else to be, and within that absence he held comfortably to the act of existing. A conversation despite the gravity with an old friend, the gentle trickle of a single pitter patter of water slipping through some crack above. The smell of burnt soil that muddied them both, even the faint rhythmic thrumming of Mari's heart beat. As if the entire world had been placed on pause, and it did not demand attention. "Simple, you don't need them here. They are a proxy created solely to remind you that you s

Opening the lids of various crates seemed to be the easiest way to find what they were looking for. It was odd though, considering most ships would have the lids of their cargo nailed down to keep things from breaking or falling out. This was a game though and that logic didn't always apply. Katoka felt relieved that Mari was keeping the odd fish man away from her while she searched. She still let her left hand rest on the hilt of her weapon just in case. "Freyd is..." she opened another crate and smiled at the contents. Several bottles willed with an amber liquid. "He's not a bad person.

"Strike me down?! BISCH! I crawled my way outta you!" Eyes twitching with unbridled madness, Akir lunched and slashed with unrepentant fury, marring Mari's hair with a few close calls. Despite her reckless aggression, Mari's blow had infected the Gemini's black bile body with a poison deeper than any venomous spite it could inflict upon her. Years of suffering, introspection and pain had inured her against her demon's heart's dark impulses, at least enough to recognize them for what they were and to deny them purchase. Every tragedy, every loss, every death that had torn at her from w

“Ah, um, my hand just slipped on the door. Also, it was getting a little hot in the carriage. Just a lot of heat. That’s my bad.” Mari waved Arcanthus off, “Dun worry…dun worry.” She didn’t want to make the brunette uncomfortable. Mari pointed at the bottle of snake whiskey. “Can I?” She was beginning to sober up a little too much for her liking. Arcanthus nodded and passed it to her. Mari threw her head back and drank. Bitter it wasn’t like most whiskeys she enjoyed. This one was oaky, maybe a little too much peat for her liking. “Erhhh…soso.” Mari slurred as she passed the bottle back.

Acanthus turned a color reserved for PK markers. Her eyes slid down to Kat’s lap, where Mari’s thumb playfully stroked the girl’s thigh, and Acanthus realized that she was sending an awful lot of false positives to her friends. The carriage had not yet stopped before Acanthus tumbled out, nearly caught under a slow wheel. “Ah, um, my hand just slipped on the door. Also, it was getting a little hot in the carriage. Just a lot of heat. That’s my bad.” “Absolutely.” Acanthus was grateful for the invitation, something to direct her gnawing anxieties towards. “Lead the way, Kat.” The d

roll ID# 248094 | CD: 2 +1 +3 LD: 14 +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: 31 | 27 +4

roll ID# 248092 | CD: 5 +2 +8 LD: 11 +1 +16 CD 5*+ | +1 Material LD 10+ | Fishing Treasure Chest Found! ID# 248093 | LD: 13 +2 +16 Loot: 3x Unidentified Perfect Weapons | 248093a, 248093b, 248093c 3x Unidentified Perfect Armor/Shield | 248093d, 248093e, 248093f 1x Gleaming Scale Fishing EXP: 387/499 | 359 +8+2 +16+2 Total Mats: 27 | 26 +1 Gleaming Scales: 7 | 6 +1

"He bleeds. End him." Words that reached the deepest, darkest recesses of an addled mind, dangerously devoid of all restraint and restriction by dearth of inhibition. Unshackled, after so long... Nari, Morningstar or Katoka might have recognized the same unhindered energies they’d once witnessed while cleansing the source of thirteen's lingering corruption. War’s very essence bonded with Freyd’s spirit in a terrifying union that had threatened to unmake his mind… as if reducing it back to factory default with apocalyptic consequences. He’d mowed through the Blight’s children

Acanthus received the Topaz gemstone a quickly tossed it into her inventory. “Yes, thank you.” When she looked up, Ariel was talking with the dragon still. It looked like they would be continuing along the chain. Surely not the *entire* chain? Acanthus had intended to catch up on Katoka’s soundtrack. And her other daily routines still called to her… Acanthus sighed internally. It was a change of plans, but probably a good change. Finding people willing to do this quest was not easy. She could always catch up later. “Next quest is this way, Ariel. And… Um…” Acanthus looked back at the

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