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Her health teetering and the exhaustion lingered in every exhale. The words that she managed out were weak and riddled with despair. So thick the wanderer could taste it and it left a sour knot in the back of his throat. "A very good question, as to why this happened or why it continues. What a government of any country is doing to put a stop to this. Its been radio silence." The man offered a brush of a tear from her eye as he'd lower her arm to rest in her lap, affirming the robe as makeshift blanket to stave off the cold as reality sunk in. "Too long." Raidou expressed with a push of the gl

If this man was trying to crack an elaborate joke with his words, Aeva did not find it amusing at all. She hadn’t even noticed her stressful breathing until the man took her hand and told her to inhale and relax. But how could she? What came next was a torrent of emotion and confusion as the words poured from his mouth. There was no way to log out? The game was a.. Trap? What did he mean? How could that possibly be true? How could that even be legal? Before she could even muster the strength to scold his unfunny joke, he told her to drink. Forcing the medicine down as best she could, the famil

OOC Post 2/2 -EN RESTORED PH Mari | HP: 680/680 | EN: 100/100 | DMG: 26 | MIT:143 | ACC:4+1 (AA) | AA | FL.AURA: 8 | BH:37 | BRN: 56 | ENV-O: 32 | PARA-V | LD:5 | True Tier 15

Thread Closed: Scar | [Word Count: 7448/5 = 1489.6] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1] = 2979 EXP 2 Tierless Salve #252567 #252568, Perfect Tierless Potion #252191, Rare Tierless Dessert #252115, 40000 Col, 20 Materials, 2 Tierless Salve #252567 #252568, Perfect Tierless Potion #252191, Rare Tierless Dessert #252115 Mari | [Word Count: 7448/5 = 1489.6] * [True Tier: 15] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.02] = 22791 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 3418 col

Bliss hadn't expected the woman's words to be so smooth. It caught her completely off guard

The sudden burst of heat and light made Jack instinctively tense, his hand darting halfway to his blade before his mind caught up with his body. A tall, broad-shouldered man stood framed in the doorway, red hair slicked back, an orange crystal hovering above his head, smoke curling lazily from the cigarette between his fingers. His amber-red eyes were sharp but weary, like someone who’d seen too much and was tired of pretending otherwise. Jack's own crimson eyes locked with his, and for a moment the world seemed to narrow to just the two of them. There was a weight in the air, an invisibl

“Honestly, that’s good enough for me.” Acanthus relaxed, sheathing her sword once again. Anything that could form words wasn’t a monster. “We’re going to need all the help we can get looking for this sword. How do you feel about search and rescue for inanimate objects?" Acanthus stiffened up. “I.. wouldn’t call it a drunken romp, exactly. We were questing. The quest just happened to involve getting drunk. And I certainly do not *romp*. Although the time in the carriage might have qualified as cavorting… And then the bathhouse later…” Acanthus cleared her throat. “None of it was a romp.

Ascension's eyes swept over her quickly, scanning for injuries before finally exhaling. Thank the gods... she's safe. The relief that washed over him was so powerful he was almost left lightheaded. Then her fingers brushed his skin. It was the lightest touch, barely there. Yet, it sent a spark racing through him, igniting every nerve like fire. Her fingertips traced along his body, up his arm, his jaw, searching him for any wounds. For a fleeting moment, the world around them seemed to blur into silence. He hadn't realized how long it had been since he'd felt another person's touch, her touch

’I might actually be able to come up with a few things, depending on what sort of material you managed to salvage from them…if nothing else, I might be able to grind the scales down into a dye…worth a shot, if for no other reason than throwing it all away would be a waste…’ Onora had sunk into thoughtful commentary, the words meant for no other beyond herself. Nari half listened as she worked through a number of ideas, most of it foreign to Nari’s own mind and understanding – some of it sounding somewhat familiar, but still beyond her. ’You know, a touch of alchemy might be required to re

’You know…that might not be a horrible idea. I’m impressed you came up with it yourself.’ Onora’s voice was soft as any form of laughter that might have occurred died away, leaving nothing more than a sincere tone behind it. Nari’s eyes shifted over slightly, narrowing as they looked in search of anything that could be construed as less than sincerity in the form of Onora’s appearance. Only once she was certain that the woman was being altruistic in her commentary, did Nari decide to respond. ’You sound surprised by that. I can have good ideas once in a while.’ She stuck her tongue out to

The great combine-ining (This works better if you say it in a Doofenshmirtz voice) Crafting Hyperlinks for Reference: 6/25 6/26 7/29 7/31 8/1 8/11 8/12 8/18 8/22 9/2 11/1 Evaluating Perfect Masterpieces (Details at bottom of post) 252170 Perfect (Mast) 9/2 256271 Perfect (Mast) 11/1 Fusions: (All songs are debuff songs) 21 Rare -> 7 Perfect Masterpiece

’Well…’ Nari’s voice shifted almost as much as she did with the single word, the thoughts flowing through her, but not quite making it out into the air beyond her throat. She had some ideas, certainly, but saying them aloud was a different story entirely. ’I thought…maybe…you know, I could use like…the scales and stuff…we could maybe use them in like…various armours, or clothing or…accessories…?’ Onora stared at her for a few seconds, blinking slowly as she clearly tried to take the thoughts in. Suddenly she snorted, and Nari found herself jerking on the fishing rod in surprise and a smal

’Whaaattt? I thought I was the most virtuous person within this whole world…’ She giggled as the sentence fizzled out, unable to maintain the composure she had wanted when delivering the line. Onora laughed beside her, clearly as amused by the idea as Nari was in the moment. Neither carried any malice or ill intent, and yet Nari could see Nemo looking on with wonder, worry and clear confusion as to what was going on. Not that the man-drake would ask anything about their private conversation; he kept to himself for the most part, if he wasn’t directly approached. ’Seriously though, what ar

November 1 Crafts Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 256277 CD: 8 +1 LD: 12 Rare (Mast) - 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 256276 CD: 1 +1 LD: 9 Critical Failure - 6 (+

’You’ve…done really well here, haven’t you?’ Onora’s eyes glanced across the collection of fish that Nari had been piling; the thrilling tale of the success that had been building each moment they’d continued to spend within the garden. What wasn’t visible were they additional pieces of various armours, weapons and other trinkets that had been fished up alongside the actual fish themselves – a variety of things that could be sold, identified or otherwise used for whatever purpose was required. ’Patience is a virtue, you know.’ Nari’s response wasn’t meant to be snippy or sarcastic by any

3ulogy’s face scrunched in pure annoyance the moment his shop door chimed. It’s Acanthus, and that means more work. “I’m assuming you heard about the recent profession changes.” She responded by dropping a treasure chest onto the counter. The wood underneath strained with the weight. 3ulogy opened his menu to accept the trade, and his mouth dropped. “Nope. No way. You’re insane.” “It’s just col.” “Just a million col. Right.” 3ulogy counted the money with a shaky finger. “You’d never have to grind again.” “Well, Cardinal thinks otherwise. The appraisals got more expensi

"Reytac. Got it." The girl would say as she searched around the bushes for more of those herbs or whatever Zachariah wanted. She didn't really know what to be looking out for considering she had never done this stuff nor did she really have the desire to. There were plenty of people who weren't willing to join them in the fight to reach floor 100. She didn't want to call them cowards. After all, what would that make her? if she were truly not a coward this game would be done already. Despite the first success and the two subsequent failures, Arbalest would notice her objectives complete.

Link to Crafts. Total Mystic Essence gained. 10 Mystic Essence Gained. [236158a] [236177a1] [236177a2] [236176a] [236185a] [236198a1] [236198a2] [236214a] [236417b] [236549b] [235659b] (Spending) Identifying Perfect Armor. Spending 3 mystic essence. [236417b] [236549b] [235659b] Kokushi's Folly | T4 Perfect Armor | 256256 | MIT 2 | Fireproof The armor of a brave warrior who died facing an fire hydra on the peaks of Floor Nine. The armor was found inside a solid sheet of igneous rock. Upgrading Perfect Armor. Spending 1 Demonic Shard to add a slot of Mitigation. Sent to ba

Today's Appraisals T4 Rare Armor (All Heavy) | [236158a] [236177a] [236176a] [236185a] [236198a] [236214a] [236417b] [236427a] [236549b] T4 Perfect Armor (Heavy) | [235659b] 256263 | CD7 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. 256262 | CD10 | 2 Mystic Essence gained. 256261 | CD6 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. 256260 | CD6 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. 256259 | CD8 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. 256258 | CD11 | 2 Mystic Essence gained. 256257 | CD7 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. 256256 | CD1 | No Mystic Essence. 256255 | CD8 | 1 Mystic Essence gained. T4 Perfect Armor (Heavy) | [235659b]

Soft metal chimed as Arsine tilted her head, noticing another approach the bar. Far enough away from her where Arsine had to push herself off the bar and approach the man. He was tall, lithe, and held a sort of calm yet commanding air about him. Or…perhaps he just didn’t want to deal with people. Arsine noticed the look of disgust that flashed across his emerald eyes when he glanced at the roughians that were causing a mess. The woman patiently waited for him to order his drink - arguing with the bartender over how much to be tipped. The woman didn’t think of that. Did NPCs like that sort of t

She was all consuming. The heat building as she melted into him - as she threw caution to the wind and finally fucking kissed him properly - scorched him to the bone. How could it be that someone who looked so impossibly sweet could burn him so completely? Oscar found that he craved that. He had plenty heat of his own. He found himself wondering what would happen when their dual radiances finally collided. When this party was finally over and he could give her the proper attention. The corruption she demanded from him. Because he was that - corruption. Sin, pleasure, pain. Manifest.

Luke got up out of bed at the sound of a knock at his door. He yawned and staggered over – he hadn’t gotten drunk last night but he felt especially groggy. He’d travelled back to the area not too long ago and while he was technically well rested he was ill adjusted to a more peaceful lifestyle. A month of constant adventuring and battling had made it hard to get a good night’s sleep. Now that he was finally back, the quiet was unnerving. He was hopeful for some kind of adventure or quest to go on. Usually when people sought him out it was to get him to do some kind of job. He was half exp

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“I’m…so tired…” Her boots dragged in the snow, leaving deep footprints behind her. It didn’t matter. She was safe, and the oncoming storm that night would wash away her tracks with a fresh layer. Mari lifted an arm to rub her shoulder as she rolled it back. It was sore, her whole back was. Mari let out a yawn, pausing to glance at the treeline by her house, noticing movement. An errant pack of wolves, perhaps. The woman shifted direction to head toward it, with her arm outstretched she’d summon her halberd, the axe glimmering with the faint glow of heat as embers danced off its blade.