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"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," Alinta nodded. "Y-Yeh. I guess I am." Her eyes shifted behind him at the Terra Firma. It was...daunting this close. Scary. She shifted herself back 3 feet, still on her butt - ensuring she was far enough away that Oscar could essentially wrestle with it as much as he wanted to. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths - a mix of adrenaline and fear fighting for dominance within her. She was putting on a brave front but truth be told she was quaking in her sneakers. Literally. She was shaking. But - There was something about him that made her feel safe.

"Happy Anniversary!" *** Knightessciela takes: Frostflame Bulwark | T4 Demonic Armor (Heavy) | ID 244227 | Flame Aura 1 | Flame Thorns 1 | Frost Aura 1 | Frost Thorns 1 Forged in the heart of an elder glacier pierced by a volcano, the Frostflame Bulwark hums with opposing primal energies. The metal is slick with frost yet warm to the touch, engraved with runes of fire and ice spiraling around its form. It bears the symbol of a tiny black rose, barely visible on the sacrum plate. Valkyrian's Guard | T4 Demonic Shield | ID 244228 | Thorns 2 | Taunt | Holy Blessin

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Oscar was glad that she was having fun. He'd brought many a low-level Player through either this quest or the other one and they almost always ran into issues. They almost always didn't give Oscar time to establish Hate. Hell, even against a simpler Quest Boss, Abellio had come so close to biting it. So he was happy to see someone actually having fun trying to level themselves up. But it did mean that the tutorial would very much be a slog. But that would be an issue for Alinta's future. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself," Oscar said brightly. "Most would be quaking in their sneakers by

Vanguard Plate Mk2 | T2 Perfect Heavy Armor | 244525 | Heavy Momentum 2 | Taunt Desc. Heavy plate armor designed to draw in all the attention Fusing 2 Rare T2 shields [244534] + [244535] -> T2 Perfect Shield Vanguard Shield Mk2 | T2 Perfect Shield | 244555 | Thorns 2 | Recovery 1 Desc. Sturdy shield designed to dish out damage. Fusing 2 Uncommon T2 Hammers [244527] + [244529] + Rare T2 Hammer [244528] -> T2 Perfect Hammer Vanguard Hammer Mk2 | T2 Perfect Hammer | 244558 | ACC 3 Desc. A heavy hammer guaranteed to hit its mark Blade of Mercy | T1 Rare Throwing K

Her face was covered in sand; and her white crop stained. Her shoulders were tinged an angry glowing red- early signs of sunburn - for she did not have the survival skill. Still, Alinta laughed, a melodious and carefree laugh as she feebly tried to push sand out of her face. “This…is actually kind of fun.” She laughed. So, Alinta - wanted to try again. She bent down and tied up her shoelace and hopped on one foot then the other to test them. “Okay. Okay. Let’s go Alinta.” And go - she did, this time, Alinta got closer now to the Shark like beast. Almost close enough to punch it, but as Os

Watching Alinta faceplant brought back so many painful memories. It was what tended to happen when you were level 1 and didn't have a spec of Accuracy to your name. But, he had to give her credit where it was due - she absolutely gave it a shot. Maybe not her best shot. But a shot. Which, against a boss that could realistically kill her with the lightest of scrapes, that amounted to more than he could communicate. If she was serious about it, she definitely had the balls to get the job done. Which he found just so insanely attractive. Of course, it was hard to be suave and charming w

Stand there and look pretty huh Alinta sighed, feeling a pang of uselessness bubble up inside her core that she didn't like one bit. Here was a man who had been nothing but kind to her, even going as far as to offer her food - and she was just...standing there and looking pretty. Her lavender eyes cast downward at her perfectly manicured, perfectly painted nails - then down to her feet - stylish sneakers. Her entire appearance was comfy, but, was it an affront to people like Oscar who were fighting hard? Then...came the offer - she perked up, offering him a big smile. "Y-Yeh! Okay!"

The soul that had found itself out of the dive that he'd wandered himself out of was nursing a belly full of alcohol. A rush of red plastered across his face, a flush of burning beaten across a sweating brow. Droplets of sweat find themselves running from above his eyes, ringing them as they'd drop carelessly from his chin. A white shirt, a leather vest and a burning orange marker lingered above his head. The building from which he came, roared with life and laughter. Excited but rowdy, as the sudden hop of freedom due to the newly unlocked floor. He'd meander away in a stumble, causing a tras

-DING DONG DING DONG- Bells of the upper Cathedral makes note that the sun was beginning to set. Back against a large cobblestone building, seemed like a store front, Sam could hear townsfolk making a purchase. Staying low, all the intel she got lead to a location somewhere deep with the ally ways of the Grand City Taft. It was funny that Rosaria could be very well hiding in plain sight. A place well populated busy at all times of the day. To anyone, the woman would look like a normal foe. Darting between buildings carefully as to not be spotted. "HEY YOU GET BACK HERE," slamming her back

The large gown of crow feathers pool around as the figure leans down, creating a mound like leaves with a hat poking out. Thick gloves that rub together slink apart, finding concealed fingers wrapping around a glimmer upon the backstreets. A turn sees it placed into a pocket, yet in his failure he leaves behind a satchel that fell off his own belt. 5 x Mats, because YEET

@Vitreous Accidently drops some ear cuffs * * * Dioscuri TIER 1 JEWELRY | ACC III [desc.]: a pair of earcuffs fashioned from precious stone. ID: #210452-5

"I mean," Oscar began. His voice was level, even as the creature's fangs dug into him. Almost as if he wasn't even in combat at all. At least, nothing that he considered to be combat. Bad as the thing looked and scary as the boss was, it didn't really amount to much in the grand scheme. It barely had enough damage to cut through Oscar's armor. The battle had barely begun and he was already back to full. It felt more like a game of tug-o'-war with a dog than fighting for his life. "Did I not tell you that all you needed to do was stand there and look pretty?" Clearly he hadn't overstated t

Kingsley often stopped by the Town of Beginnings when his pantry needed replenishing. It was a gold mine for staples, if you knew where to look, and Kingsley did. Everything he needed to make the bases of his Imperial Quarter Blend, Fortaleza Chai, and Lavender Cream Tea could be found right there in the city. Colleagues of his were also located in the city. Old tea folk like himself were a rarity in a world so dominated by the youth, so they had to stick together. They shared rumors, and secrets, and mastered recipes together (not all of them, of course; every tea master had their specia

PH Consumed: Immolation T1 (+10 Thorns for One Thread) Vitreous | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 1 | MIT:18 | ACC: 3 | THORNS:10

Turning, a feathered coat unfurls. A squeak of leather as hands open to take what is offered. The thing is turned over and back, before that thick hand shuffles beneath the visage and a small bag is offered in return. 5x Mats I guess?

@Vitreous "Heard you needed some armor, well here you go." * * * Vanguard's Heavy Plate | T1 Heavy Armor | 232786 | MIT 3 Desc. Top of the line plate armor capable of absorbing even the toughest of blows. The Phoenix Signet of Sentinel Armaments can be found on the pauldrons.

DATE: [6/18/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 3041/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 x2 Crafter's Respite = 26 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T2 [Heavy Armor]s: ID 244523 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 10 Material saved ID 244524 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 3 | Material lost ID 244525 | CD 12 | Perfect Crafting T2 [Hammer]s: ID 244526 | CD 2 | Salvage | LD 9 | Material Saved ID 244527 | CD 7 | Uncommon ID 244528 | CD 10 | Rare ID 244529 | C

Alinta covered her eyes, squealing when she watched the giant shark creature lunge at Oscar. This wasn't even the frontlines! This was floor five! FIVE!? And things were this monstrous? How did anyone go beyond that? How did anyone have the guts to fight the actual floor bosses? She peered at him through her fingers - the beast was practically gnawing on him. But...he ...seemed fine? It was almost like a chihuahua fighting something 10 times its size. "Uhm..." Alinta pulled her hands fully away from her face - then - she slowly stood. It was almost comical how Oscar fought with the be

Terra Firma didn't take too kindly to being called out of its name. Or maybe it was Oscar's general presence in its vicinity. EIther way, Oscar quickly found the creature's razor-sharp teeth wrapping around his frame. It was a good thing that the leathers were only there for the aesthetic and his actual armor was a bit more substantial. Most of his fleshy bits were well protected against the creature's snapping jaws. It was rather funny, how hard the beast was trying. It bit down, only to have its fangs denied by Oscar's harder-than-usual candy shell. Its tail and limbs whipped about as it fl

*Without a word, muffled huff and a tap of two gloved fingers on the counter before a small satchel of coin is offered.* Purchase: Immolation Potion | Tier 1 | [300col]

Oscar scooped Alinta up and she had to wrap her arms around his neck to stop herself from falling. “H-Hey I know what carry means you don’t actually have to-” But it was too late. He moved, at a speed Alinta didn’t think was possible - then again, this was a game. She just…never bothered with any of the actual game mechanics. She didn’t know things like this were possible. She winced - burying her head into his collaarbone as sand and wind whipped at her face. Builds fell, giving way to endless reaches of sand - as far as the eye could see. Alinta chanced a glance at their surroundings…no

Oscar needed no further invitation. Quick as a flash, he had scooped Alinta into his harms and broke off into a sprint. He shot out like an arrow from a bow, leaving a trail of dust and sand in his wake. Oscar faulted nimbly over crates and wagons - even a building or two when he couldn't bother to move around them. The wind whipped up by his speedy forward dash was oddly soothing in the desert heat. Which was helpful as they left the safe environs of Fortaleza and struck out into the open desert. Oscar was moving based off of memory, surging through the sands until he found the tell-tale

<<POST ACTION: GAIN QUEST FROM ABDULLAH>> Alinta watched as Oscars clothing changed and shimmered - he was…equipping armour right? Oh. Should she do that? Glancing down at her own form - tank top and baggy jeans…the attire wasn’t really battle-ready. “Uhm…” She hoped he would keep his word. Alinta was an honest person - and took people at face value. Expecting them to extrude that same level of honesty. “So, this is safe right? Like…I’m not gonna go out there and die?” Her question was posed with a joking tone, and she managed to laugh it off - but - the danger was very real.

"Yeah, I can totally see why the A-Cups would be jealous," Oscar said with a laugh. It was a stark reminder that modeling was always a cutthroat business. And how catty women could be, but Oscar really didn't need a reminder about that. He was plenty catty himself. He didn't have time to travel down that road too far before Alinta began to vocalize her dissent. Floor Five was definitely cause for trepidation for someone who hadn't even cleared the tutorial. Oscar had his own reasons for not going. But as she continued to have her moment, Oscar was swiping through his menus. He quickly tapped s