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7/7/25 [Draught of the Seer (Gungir's/Crafting Respite) + Witches Brew (225698b) + Deliberate]

Somehow she was not surprised to see Nisahime on the ship, driving it was a bit weird given that she crashed the ship and yet it was still okay. "Movies nah, books are more my speed," climbing up the rope after placing her shield back behind her. Getting over the side, it smelt like ocean water. Looking around the cargo bay, the last time she was on a boat they almost tipped it and set it on fire. The giant fish didn't like that they were cruising on it's waters. Walking past a bag that looked like there was a crap ton of Col in it. She knew that Simmone had plenty for the guild, besides it wa

Purchase: Deliberate | [1 Token] Gain +1 to CD rolls for one thread, or for a day's allocation of crafting. Stacks with consumables and enhancements.

The boat careening off to one side, this was a whole shit load more difficult when it was just her. He was quite the navigator in her time but being a one man crew still made it borderline impossible. "Beep Beep. Nyoom. Ah Wachou Wachou." The girl extrudes with a grin without even the slightest bit of remorse as it is pile driven right through the docks. "How we doing goons? See any good movies, lately? How bout that breakfast, am I right?" The woman remarks as she'd move toward the side of the ship, as the whole thing settles now beached halfway into the dock. It leans slightly to one side al

He bore down on her, and Mari was all too willing to accept, practically melting and melding around him and to his touch. A murmur here, a moan there - responding to the more ravenous actions with fervor. He left welts, and marks along her skin and in turn she had done the same - marks against his back, his neck, his collarbone. Greedy and insatiable touches and bites to claim him. Fingers would drag across his back and she'd press harder into him. "Hold this mia fammia, so you don't melt completely. Best not give you any new burns." A ring, he had pressed to her lips, and

Seeing Gaius walking down the stairs, "To be honest you look better without." Taking the strap on the bag, pulling it over her left shoulder. "Not so much reading more of," pausing for a moment unsure if she wanted to spoil her tricks. It was the only thing that she had on him, also knew that it would drive him insane to know who was teaching her. They also promised no secrets, "I found another who taught me a few things," it wasn't a lie... Freya puts the kids into the bathroom before they head out. Moving floors to the tavern on 29, there didn't seem to be a whole lot of players here. I

The glass bottle shattered, swept away in a wave of passion that would provide warmth beyond what most could bear. A locked pair of lips turn from something soft to something ravenous, allowing her to discover the piercing on his tongue. Lancaster never took no for an answer, and yet in this moment he gladly accepted a yes. A buckle, a strap and the drag of a tongue across her neck. Biting teeth on soft skin left it pained but not broken, and a symphony that saw all of their reluctance go up in smoke. A small ring would be placed in her lips "Hold this mia fammia, so you don't melt completely.

It was difficult to put into words...small voices screamed at Mari. This was dangerous. This was wrong. She didn't know him. And yet there was so much unspoken, already the two were so entwined with past connections, people like her dearest friend Oikawa...His voice lowered, a rumbled whisper as he agreed to her offer of a concert, a performance - just for him. She felt her heart ache at that. Was it a good pain? Or a bad? She couldn't tell. "Pain and pleasure. It is shared amore mia dolce. Like your hand." Without realizing it, Mari found her hand wrapped in his own, his rough callo

The man would begin to hoover off the plate, finding the food to be quite refined. It was almost as if Freya had improved years overnight. He'd pause, slow his consumption down and start to turn his tongue and truly taste it. It wasn't just filling the day out, given the man could eat like a horse. Or a horse. "Hmm, Freya your cooking is much much better. Been reading?" The guy remarks thinking that maybe she'd found some sort of self help manual, given that the seasoning was much more balanced and the quality had easily jumped up two octaves. Taking his cup of tea having finished his meal muc

Finishing her plate of food, watching Gaius come down the stairs like a zombie with no pants. She couldn't help but smile, forcing herself not to spit out that coffee that she just took a drink of. With a huge gulp, if would painful go down. "So I have been stuck on something for a few days now." Getting from her chair collecting her dish, trying to make sense of the thoughts that were rushing through her head. "I don't know exactly how long we've been in this game but I do know it's been at least 4 1/2 years." Picking up her cup, drinking the rest of the liquid that it had to offer. Whipping

The man would listen on in an earnest amount of attention that most were not awarded with, Mari really had a knack of pulling his interests front and center in ways that no one else really could. "I'll hold you to it. Concerto." The man responds matching the intensity as his brain continues to fawn over her, a scrambled noodle gone completely smooth. Passing her the bottle, given it was a gift that he'd legit fried a man for. He chose option B. He chose poorly. "Pain and pleasure. It is shared amore mia dolce. Like your hand." Head swimming he'd unfurl his fingers allowing hers to slip in the

PH <<Assisting System Engaged>> Level: 1 Paragon: 0 Tier: 1 True Tier: 9 Final Exp Reward: +60% Guild Rank 5: +5% Final EXP reward Kasumi | HP: 20/20 | EN: 25/25 | DMG: 14 | MIT:20 | ACC:4 | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:4 | BH:1 | STC: 10 | PARA-V | LD:1

"Well I think that is a very good quality to have, to know where the line is." This girl was home schooled, there was only a few reasons for that. One being that the parents were too protective and didn't want their little girl to be a subject of bullying. Another being that she might of done something to make it to where she couldn't go to school, this girl didn't seem like that type though. These were not questions more of observations, she was trying to read him. "You are half right. I have..." a small pause knowing that its been a while sense they had been hope. "I had the highest GPA in m

Shifting on the ground to look at this fella. There was so many questions that she wanted to ask, but first she would answer the ones that he already asked. "I have spent years practicing, I was home schooled so I had the time." Biting her bottom lip, she really didn't want to say to much. This person seemed okay but the minute she would mention royal that would be the last of their conversation for sure. "I don't draw people because I feel like its an invasion of their bubble and I rather not pop it. I draw what I see around me instead." Enya would grab her pad and start slowly flipping throu

Sitting there is silence as they both ate their bread. Was she mute, or did she just not want to talk to him. He couldn't help to think that he was the problem. The girl wouldn't even look at him. Did the green hair make her instantly not like him, in the past it was a big factor to why no one would speak to him. Maybe this was just another one of those times. The bread was gone now from both their hands and still not a word. Giving a sigh, "I'll be going now, sorry to be a bother," as he starts to get up before feeling a hand on his ankle. Looking down to meet her brown eyes, "You don't want

Finally finishing the sun rise, the orange, red and yellow beauty that shined upon the horizon. It was time for the small amount of clouds that could be seen. Switching out a few of the pastels and pen, she does a faint outline in black then uses the grey and white to blend them into fluffy clouds. Lightly smearing the peaks of the mountains to make it look like the light grey fog was illuminating from them. Why was this dude talking to her, why now. He had every opportunity days even weeks prior so why now. Did he want what she had, was he secretly spying on her to gather intel. Did he k

"I'm here, I'm Here!" Violet was sprinting as fast as she could into the entry hall before the boss room, panting as she tried to catch up with the rest of the frontliners. The frontlines had been running themselves ragged trying to keep the monsters of the floor at bay, especially given the lack of safe zones on the floor. NPC's and players alike were forced into a constant struggle, warring against abominations, likely formed from the remnants of the shadow - the colossal threat of a boss that had tried to swallow up the entirety of Aincrad during that raid. The frontliners had fought v

buying 5 field rations ( total - 6,000 Col)

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| NIGHT | Lv. 154 >> P. 120, Lv. 34 | Status: dni: everyone Notes: - using slime farm. (+10% xp) - partaking in star's turkey dinner for overhealth 3. thank you! let's skip the obvious details about night receiving a random message addressing the 'frontlines' despite trying to keep herself as covert as possible. after a few messages dressing down hackman for details on how he got her contact information (bistro, of course, who then got a few scathing remarks from night herself thereafter), she joined the gagg

Appraisals (Each ID Links to the crafting date.) (2) Aincrad Lullaby | 245530 245531 | Instant Lullaby 2 Off to sleep, never to wake. (2) Minimalistic Etude | 245533 245685 | Instant Hypnosis 2 A few seconds is all it takes for the listener to lose focus in the heat of battle.

Compared to the previous floor boss, Acanthus felt entirely unprepared. She had helped with a few field bosses for this raid, but nothing she wanted to bring. The lion’s fur sounded nice, but shed part of her ability to weather damage. And the crystal tempted her, but the thought of opening herself to a brutal counterattack sounded foolish. She would rely on the bolder members of the team to commit to the supposed weakness. But no other preparations had been made. The floor boss was a rush project with a firm deadline, and Acanthus couldn’t bring herself to care. The spice of death slowly

"Whenever you have a moment, I have a larger order to place. I'll come find you after the floor boss." Purchasing. Creme Brulee x5 Payment. 10 Materials sent to Demian.

"Thanks for coming through on short notice. I have a few rarer tea leaves for your troubles." Purchasing. 4 Imperial Grey Quarter (DMG 3) Payment. 24 materials sent to Kingsley.