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Reytac stepped away from the dragon’s nest, following Nari and Acanthus as they walked away. He was still seething internally, his hands trembling as he choked down the anger that was still roiling in his throat. He refocused on Nari as the black-plated woman started speaking him. On one level, he knew that she was trying to reassure him, that she was reminding him, as did Acanthus, that this was just coded tragedy, that the eggs and dragon had been slain before they even took the quest. There was no rushing ahead here and somehow miraculously averting this catastrophe after all – hell, the t

By nature Fae was not an insightful woman, some might even call her oblivious and gullible, so catching brief glimpses of facial expressions was well beyond her capabilities. Words on the other hand, were something that she could pick up on, and the reception from Nari felt colder than she was used to. She hadn't really known the woman well before she had fallen out of touch with everyone and everything around her, but she remembered a headstrong woman if somewhat unsure of herself. Thinking back though her expression and overall distance lined up with the Nari she had briefly enlisted to help

Nari’s posture changed as she approached the nest, her spear moving almost imperceptibly. Acanthus has never heard of this part of the quest being an issue, and it had never showed signs of danger when she was here previously. But preparation was never something to question. Acanthus kept a casual eye towards Reytac’s surroundings, just in case. Reytac approached the dragon with his hands up and eyes wide—not from fear, but something else. Acanthus saw his eyes dart from the dragon back to the eggs. Is he… getting worked up over the smashed eggs? Ridiculous. A soft heart will kill hi

Reytac watched as a series of expressions flickered across Nari’s face – familiarity, fondness, a bit of something like.. Regret? He couldn’t place it before they were all gone, vanished like snowflakes on a warm window. Still, he made a note to keep an eye on Nari as much as he could, he knew well that the woman was standoffish by now, not by deliberate choice but by nature. She didn’t seem adverse to either of them joining her on this little quest, so he knew she didn’t actively want to be left alone. So as she gave the new arrival and him a chance to introduce, he turned and gave the taller

Shop Post: Apple Crumble Cost of Transaction: 1 Mat Crafter's Profession: Cook Crafter's Rank: 3 Item Name: Apple Crumble Item Tier: 2 Item Type: Desert Item Rarity: Perfect Item Enhancements: 3 LD Craft/Appraisal/Obtainment IDs & Rolls: ID256097 | CD: 12 | LD: 19 Item Description: A beautiful Apple Crumble in a simple white dish. Shop Post: Apple Crumble Cost of

Date: 10-29-25 [50/79 EXP] Rank 3 - Apprentice Cook: Able to craft Tier 3 equipment. 4 crafts per day. Crafting Tier 2 [Dessert]: ID256095 | CD: 5 | LD: 9 | Salvage! (Lose Material) ID256096 | CD: 7 | LD: 5 | Salvage! (Lose Materials) ID256097 | CD: 12 | LD: 19 | Critical Success! +2 T2 Perfect Dessert ID256098 | CD: 7 | LD: 3 | Salvage! (Lose Materials) Result: +14 EXP (2+2+8+2) [77/79]

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ph Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -19 EN) ID:256091 | 7+ 5 =6 | Hit vs. Ant SCout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256092 | 8+ 5 = 9 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID: 256093 | 4+ 5 =10 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256094 | 1+ 5 = 8 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage Ant Scout #17-20| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #17-20| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #17-20| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #17-20| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col 12 materials Perfe

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ph Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -19 EN) ID:256087 | 7+ 5 =6 | Hit vs. Ant SCout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256088 | 8+ 5 = 9 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID: 256089 | 4+ 5 =10 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256090 | 1+ 5 = 8 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage Ant Scout #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #13-16| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col

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PH Well Rested 3/3 Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -18 EN) ID:256083 | 1+ 5 =6 | Hit vs. Ant SCout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256084 | 4+ 5 = 9 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID: 256085| 5+ 5 =10 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256086 | 3+ 5 = 8 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage Ant Scout #9-12 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #9-12 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #9-12| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #9-12 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col 12 m

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PH Well Rested 2/3 Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -18 EN) ID:256079 | 9 + 5 =14 | Hit vs. Ant SCout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256080 | 10+ 5 = 15 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID: 256081| 10+ 5 =15 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256082 | 8+ 5 = 13 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage Ant Scout #5-8 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #5-8 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #5-8| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #5-8 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col 12

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ph Well Rested 1/3 Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN+1 Well Rested= -18 EN) ID:256075 | 9 + 5 =14 | Hit vs. Ant SCout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256076 | 6+ 5 = 11 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID: 256077| 4+ 5 =9 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage ID:256078 | 8+ 5 = 13 | Hit vs. Ant Scout Dealing 390 Damage Ant Scout #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #1-4| 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ant Scout #1-4 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,000 Col 12 ma

Mari flashed Oscar a look, as if to say 'No... you don't...' When he said he knew enough. She wasn't going to press it. Her being here was supposed to be the calm after the storm. A sweet reprise after a battle so long and hard fought for. She knew how hard Oscar fought for his own beliefs, his own fight. It's how they had managed to reconnect. Memories of him falling apart by the lake, struggling with shaking hands tangled in his hair - Mari knew the signs of wavering sanity. She had lived them. "Oscar..." His name, spoken softly, equal parts concern and care. He always did this, waved her aw

Where she was too afraid to make that connection, he was not. Tender and firm he pressed forward, breaching that gap and capturing her lips in his. In that single kiss of sweetness and passion, a million thoughts and feelings compressed into one single moment and exploding into barely restrained fevor. Alinta didn’t realize just how soft, how real someone could feel in this game. The tremble, the gasp as the two fell away to their passions. The most vulnerable admission one could make. Sharing a deepening of affection and feeling. Tangled against each other. And in his kiss…she was home.

The flowers fell out of his hand, laying gently on the grass and making a barely audible rustle, few pixels pretending to be flowers, shining a little before the glow started to go away. But it was not something he understood. Not really. To him it seemed that her warmth was the only thing that existed in the whole universe and it was all his senses, every thought, every beat of his heart were caught by it. Her arms. Her scent. Her trembling voice. It was disorienting, in the most beautiful way possible. The weight of the world, this strange, digital one they were trapped in, fell aw

10/28/25 (Crafting Respite: 249782, Ambition: 251234, Atelier (Ext. | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Goblet of Truth (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 256039 CD: 1 +1 LD: 7 Critical Failure - 7 (+6 Ambition) 2 256040 CD: 9

“I know enough,” Oscar said. Best to not get too close. Last thing he needed was the guilt that came from humanizing his targets. His last mental had brought him to the edge of Aincrad - almost careening off of it. It was a complicated thing, his little blood feud. He was sure that, at some point, the members had their reasons. But that had long since become irrelevant. So long as their mission was to kill other Players, someone needed to be the one to kill them back. “Shop talk is boring, anyway,” he said, an air of conclusion to his tone. He’d not brought Mari here to plunder her for in

Scar told her he hadn’t planned this, and Alinta, not knowing any better, believed his sheepish lie at that moment. She laughed, “Haha. Could’ve fooled me. I didn’t know places like this existed….and this is only the first floor.” Such a sweet gesture, nothing more than one offer to spend time together - and already Alinta was realizing how much she missed. Too busy being afraid to live. Alinta had met people in Aincrad, they had come and gone, like little blips on a radar - sailing off to sea. To greater things. Before Scar the closest thing she had to a companion was Oscar, and well, he was