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The damp air clung to Ariel's indigo kimono as she approached Remington's firepit. The zoologist hunched over his sketches, pipe smoke coiling around his head like a shroud. At her side, Kimba's white fur bristled at the scent of fear-sweat and damp parchment. "Here to interrogate the coward?" Remington rasped, not looking up. His quill stabbed at a rendering of simian musculature, ink bleeding like old wounds. "The Monkey King's patterns," Ariel stated. Moss muffled her footsteps, but the inverted V of her crimson cape caught the dim light like a warning flag. A bitter laugh. "

"I've heard..." Wulfrin hesitated, choosing his next words carefully. "Rumors of the All Hammer's ailments. Yet despite all his set backs, he still maintains the fire within his forge. I only hope my skills can prove worthy of the summons." Wulfrin followed his satyr up the stairs of Mount Olympus. Why couldn't they have an elevator in Aincrad like depicted in his favorite fiction series growing up as a kid? The stairs were steep and yet Wulfrin pushed on, keeping pace with his half-goat guide. They were well beyond the clouds by the time they came to rest. There was no break, just pure m

Rain kissed my cheekplate, cold and constant. Florenthia’s mossy edge yawned before me, the village’s rope bridges swaying like drunken ghosts in the gloom. Guardian’s Oath pulsed against my forearm—a low, warm thrum that echoed the forest’s own heartbeat beneath my boots. Roots listen here, Ariel had said. I felt them now, coiled and watchful in the wet earth. A sharp crack of snapping twigs. I whirled, shield rising. A boy emerged from ferns tall as spears. Pink hair curtained one yellow eye, absurd against the forest’s weeping greens. Amethysts glinted on his too-bright cape. Kimb

She hasn't been inside the main setlement of floor 1 for a while, things remained... unchanged. At least that was what she would see from the rooftops at first glace, in a sprint towards the marker on her HUD. She would land in front of the restaurant that was in fact NOT a hot dog stand, as the name suggested. She exited her stealth state and walked inside, greeting the owner: "Hello, I need to following..." she said with a smile, leaving a piece of paper on the counter with some jotted scribbles saying: She then fiddles with her interface and transfers 1x Demonic shard to the ow

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Transferring 1x Demonic Shard > @Ariel - The Crowned Lion

Name: Nebulous Shard Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 8 ID/Result: 247939 | CD: 8+1, LD: 9 247943-1, 247943-2 | CD: 8+1, LD: 15 Item Type: Crystal Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: This item does nothing on its own. Shapeless, formless. But with the right effort, it could bloom into something magical. Post Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/19121-f07r8-mix-mix-swirl-mix-closed/?do=findComment&comment=699064&_rid=8792 Name: Serenity Your Profession: Alchemist Your Rank: 8 ID/Result: 247941 | CD: 12, LD: 10 247944 | CD:

Florenthia Village hung suspended in the eighth floor’s eternal twilight, a tapestry of rope bridges and treehouse platforms woven into colossal trunks wider than castle keeps. Ariel paused beneath a cathedral of leaves, her blue kimono—dyed the deep indigo of midnight oceans—glistening with perpetual drizzle. The inverted V of her crimson cape pooled like spilled wine down her back, its edges frayed from battles fought in darker floors. At her side, Kimba the lioness pressed close, white fur damp and ears twitching at every rustle in the understory eighty feet below. The air tasted of we

Name: Harmonics Profession/Rank: Performer II 247922 | CD: 11, LD: 9 247927 | CD: 11, LD: 11 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=699065&_rid=8792 Name: Synth Waves Profession/Rank: Performer II ID: 247937 | CD: 11, LD: 10 Item Type: Debuff Song Tier: N/A Quality: Rare Enhancements: N/A Description: Back

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Baldur was surprised when Mari suddenly got close, and then embraced him, placing her face against his chest and holding him, and after a moment, he held her back, giving her a light squeeze. When she pulled back and continued, Baldur still tried to make sense of what could make some do that to themselves. Most people stepped off the edge to make it end. He wasn't sure if what Mari did was better or worse, but at least she was here. One foot in front of the last. He wanted to tell her she was crazy for doing that, that she could have come to him. He could have locked her up somewhere private,

Crafting on 7/16/25 Energy Shot used | 18 Crafting Attempts Support Songs Debuff Songs

Crafting on 7/16/2025 Using Energy Shot | 247816 | Daily Attempts: 26 Crystal Crafting Potion Crafting

The Frontlines pushed forward after Callisto. Oscar had been no exception. Motivations were night and day. It was no secret that his fellows had immersed themselves. Partaken of the proverbial Kool-Aid. A new Floor was a new opportunity to rest on their laurels. Decompress from the previous mortal struggle before engaging with the next. It was at that first moment, stepping off the platform into the pouring rain that Oscar realized the game that was afoot. Dark storm clouds bore down upon them. Town abandoned, people replaced with horrors from dizziest nightmares. And Oscar said replaced

kms Action Taken: [Training Familiar] Yeff: ID#247920 CD: 1 (Jesus Christ) - Failure

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [RUN AWAY!] Yeff: ID#247919 LD: 17+2 (Success) -- Combat Ends Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 11/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50% less damage (rounded down). Weapon Lock | Only Sword Arts of Rank 3 or

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [RUN AWAY!] Yeff: ID#247918 LD: 9+1= 10 (Partial Success) MD: 9 CD: 8 Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 10/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50% less damage (rounded down). Weapon Lock | Only Sword Arts of R

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [ST-II][-9 EN] Yeff: ID#247917 BD: 7 (Hit) MD: 1 (Crit Miss) CD: 6 15*11= 165-30= 135/2= 67 DMG to Yeff // Yeff Misses, Parry activates Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 9/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 131/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 50%

In here we can last forever without food, but the effects are... unpleasant." "Two months." Mari said quietly, shaking off her other sandal. It clattered against the first. She wanted to bring her knees up to her chest to hold herself tightly, but she couldn't. Not whilst wearing her Yukata. So she just sat there, her hands cold, fingers intertwining in each other. "Two months...without food." Mari repeated. It was the longest she had gone. Again, her own doing. Raidou gave her weekly rations but there was a particularly dark time where she was hoping she would have to eat and the game wo

ph Action Taken: {R3 LOCK} [ST-I][-6 EN] Yeff: ID#247916 BD: 4+4 (Hit) MD: 10 (Crit) CD: 11 15*8= 120-30= 90/2 = 45 DMG to Yeff // 32 DMG to Gambit, Parry activates Gambit | HP: 116/180 | EN: 17/36 | DMG: 15 | ACC:4 | EVA:3 Yeff, The Darkest Elf | HP: 198/400 | MIT: 30 | DMG: 30 | ACC: 1 | EVA: 0 [PARRY ACTIVE] Abilities: Elf’s Wit | On LD 15+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will attack the target with the lowest hate instead. Parry | On CD 6+, Yeff, the Darkest Elf will prepare to parry the next attack, taking 5