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"Here." Mari approached him - her hands reaching out to adjust his mask. She caught him still, the sound of the blade as he poised himself to attack. But Mari ignored it, simply finishing what she set out to do. "Your mask was coming off." She explained. "I saw bits of silver poking through. I don't even know your name. The last thing You'd want is to expose what you look like. I assume." And with that she stepped back away from him. She wouldn't like, she was curious - but Mari was more curious about the tasks that he had given her. She was more wanting to dive straight into the work.

The man would take a mental note of the coordinates when she shared them, quickly tapping them into his HUD as a waypoint. The little blue line drawn straight to the warp pad, as the navigation was pointing him right to it. As she'd vanish the man would maneuver behind the counter and drag the NPC into the storeroom and lock him inside. Holding the keys in his gloved hands, he'd pick up the box in his hands, slinking out the door shortly after adapting the barkeepers appearance. The city was starting to come to life with a slowly rising sun, and as he passes through the threshold, he turns aro

“Mmm….” Mari thought for a moment, her finger tapping the wooden casque of alcohol. Somewhere she could go that was close to home. “My home is on the outskirts of Frostbite Lake - a 10 minute walk from there is an abandoned cave system. It’d be a tight squeeze for you - but steam passes through one of the two larger rooms. That’d work.” She mused. Thinking about it - she had planned to move her shop there at some point but chose against it purely because half the players in Aincrad wouldn’t be able to get there easily. Mari shifted the weight of her Casque - til she was able to navigate

Listening with that intense gaze of his, with the occasional whir of the eyes of his mask thinning or growing wider. He'd turn to the side, allowing the long beak of that mask to protrude over his shoulder. He'd begin to run a pinched grasp of his fingers down the length, lost in thought as he weighed the options given. So floor 10 is bad for your mental acuity. He clearly wasn't on the floor for long enough to experience any after effects. If her store was there then it would be likely that she was more exposed to whatever negative effect it would provide. Accepting her experience on the matt

The man seemed to slip something away in his coat - Mari couldn’t exactly tell what - nor what he had been doing. She silently made her way down the stairs. The less noise, the less talking, the better. They didn’t need anyone above to wake. They didn’t need to roustle the curious eyes and ears of passerby. Mari placed the keys back on the bar as she sidestepped the dead barkeeper. Hi proof alcohol. Mari knew he wanted it for antibacterial purposes, but be damned - she could really really use a drink. The woman was tempted to take a swig for the road. She licked her lips, but decided agai

He remained perched as he could hear the woman moving around just above, the floorboards made ceiling conveying nearly every step. It was almost drawing her entire path, apparently this place was falling apart. While she was handling that, he'd push open the backroom door with a slow squeal. A tilt to his right as he'd peer around the corner with his blade pressed against his chest, edge down in a reverse grip. Sliding over to his other foot, he'd pivot slightly to curve around the right corner. Not a soul, but plenty of large casks under iron bands filled with presumably booze. Not even taps

Four days? Mari froze. No…No it hadn’t, it’d been a day…right? Her gaze met Freyds - his hands gripping her arms tightly, almost so tight that they shook. Was he…scared? No…worried. “Four…days…?” Mari asked quietly. Now that the man seemed to have more of her attention he let go. Mari slowly sat back down. Her brows furrowing. “How…” She rose a hand to her forehead. “It didn’t….feel like that…” If it had been that long…no wonder Freyd was so panicked. Mari would have been the same if her friend just up and disappeared after a series of messages like that. “Freyd…I had no idea…”

With the damage in their group Yuki found herself with nothing important to do. Hell, she could have not been here and the outcome would have been the same. That did not discourage her, though, as the only thing that mattered to her was limiting casualties. Several waves of enemies were dispersing away from the group and the others separated to help other groups of people who were fighting. Yuki had decided her ideal course of action though. “You guys help kill those big knights, I’m going to coral the smaller guys and keep them contained!” With her goal set she was about to head out befo

Mari locked the door behind her with a near silent click. It had been difficult to navigate the area- but for the most part it was uneventful. This town didn’t care if you had an orange, or green cursor - and her companion made good distractions, a hand on the shoulder here - a giggle there. It was…almost comical to see such a stoic and emotionless person play the part of a sweet woman. The barkeep, a old miser of an NPC asked them what they wanted and Mari kept her back to the scene. She knew what the man was about to do. The barkeep being an NPC didn’t make the act any less…gruesome. Ma

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"A day..." he whispered, brow furrowed and wondering where the discrepancy could have come from. Instantly shedding grogged up exhaustion for mania, Mari gleefully demonstrated her makeshift centrifuge, winding the rope and spinning it wildly. Eyes darting to the vial she'd used as a sample, he instantly wondered what it was and where it might have come from? Had she conjured the thing herself? By reputation, she certainly had the skills. A cold shiver reminded him of her original trade as an alchemist and poisoner of no small renown. "Yes... I...err... it's brilliant, I love the

Wandering down the street as the woman helping herself to conversations with the guards as they'd pass, just to keep their gaze from Mari who would be slinking behind any form of cover to remain out of sight. Evidently they end up at a pub that at this time of night seemed rather empty, a single barkeeper manning the counter through the window. Sampling his own stock, he would wipe the counter down with a white rag in wide strokes. The disguised man leans down and sets the crate just inside the entrance. "Lock the door." The woman offers Mari as she'd wander up with a smile. Taking a seat, eve

Freyd receives with great thanks.

Mari placed two bars of what looked like melted brass into the box. Mari sighed, ignoring the little ping constantly going off. Theft was the least bad thing she had done lately. What did she care? Mari glanced out the window, pausing. Her beaked bill tilting to the side as she hyper focused on something small in the corner of the frame. She watched the wasp struggling in the spiderweb for a moment. That’s when it hit her. Something that would only affect monsters, not people. Pheromones were one thing; it was a stretch but it was one thing but there was something else. Something phy

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They had defeated the rough looking creature, or was that an abstract art piece? What the heck is abstract mean? Was there a reason that the hunter was even here? Did he really need to be here? These thoughts were really there in the hunter's mind as he raced back to the group. Ariel had taken the final hit on the creatures, which was good for him. It only meant that his NPCs would be able to leave quickly and without resistance. That is, as long as it kept going when it didn't feel the issue of the mobs ever encroaching upon them. A quick look towards the teleportation temple would gi

The man would help himself to the back of the store looking to a wall to lift a lantern from. The twelve or so 3 stack steel shelving were littered with wares not out in the shopfront. Prowling the shelves and pulling open boxes toward himself to peer inside, causing all manner of rattling and clattering of glass and metal. Shuffling through he'd find a few more obvious baubles to which he slinks into a pile of the other crap he'd stolen. The whole time, his little HUD was screaming on repeat. 'Infraction: Theft' bouncing itself on the side of screen and rushing off for a bit before it would f

Today's Appraisals T4 Perfect Weapon | [236533a][236533b][236533c][236530a][236530b][236530c][236541a][236541b][236541c][236540a] T4 Perfect Weapon | [236533a] 245579 | BD9 | CD10 | LD5 | | Taunt 245578 | BD10 | CD9 | LD11 | Unique Identified | Vamp (O) or Env. (O) 245577 | BD8 | CD7 | LD10 | | Bleed or Paralyze T4 Perfect Weapon | [236533b] 245582 | BD2 | CD4 | LD5 | | Taunt 245581 | BD6 | CD4 | LD16 | | Damage or Accuracy 245580 | BD5 | CD5 | LD12 | | Bleed or Paralyze T4 Perfect Weapon | [236533c] 245585 | BD9 | CD11 | LD1 | | Taunt 245584 | BD1 | CD2 |

She had startled the poor girl! Acanthus waited patiently as the woman coughed and composed herself. Acanthus looked away politely until she was ready to talk, and shook her hand as it was offered. Mari mentioned her relationship to Baldur and how the tea setting was not for any particular person. Acanthus thought the other girl seemed a bit morose. Acanthus was crestfallen at the woman’s sad remark. Living the game was already an alienating experience, and being an orange player exacerbated that, no doubt. She took a seat next to her, in front of the empty tea setting. “Do you mi

An iridescent glow would envelop his shield while Jomei was taking care of the boss. It was stunned for now, so he would not need to worry about healing for now. He would do what was needed right now and make this as quick as possible. There was no need to hesitate now. If he did, then they.. No, he would not think of it. Hirru would raise his shield high to where the art would initiate. The glow would then disappear like the art before, and would transfer to the blades of his allies. They now held the power to make this battle that much faster. "Press the Attack has been initiate

Aaand they were flirting. Had Acanthus been in full “business mode,” she might have made an annoyed noise, or tried moving the conversation forward. But they had their info, and Acanthus had two and a half drinks in her. And that was enough for the stuffy frontliner to take a back seat to the playfully annoying big sister. “I’m afr aid it’ll be a while before he’s g ot deeep pockets. But he’ll get theere.” She threw an arm around Sable a rubbed her knuckles through his hair. “H e maakes yp for it in other ways. Yknow we were runnin buddies for a little wh ile, so when I tell you he’s

Opening his mouth to speak, instinctually wanting to argue Baldur's leadership claim, he would hold his tongue and offer an appreciative smile instead. "I'm looking forward to it, especially if it gives me an excuse to hang around your estate more. I didn't spend enough time in the onsen last time. Not sure if I'm ready to learn the way of the katana though." he teased his friend. Though there was a bit of seriousness in his statement. That onsen though.. chef's kiss. It was back to business, and the group discussed strategy. It seemed that both Hirru and Baldur had taken on this bo

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspirational [Raidou] +2 EN, Inspirational [Gaius] +10 EN, Recovery | 245574, CD: 6 (No Proc) PH Post Action | [x23] ST-B (20 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] = 20 EN) + Charge (8 EN), Charge CD [1/3] = 28 EN Free Action | Crystal of Divine Light [201986a] {+8 Holy, Double Incoming Damage until Next Turn} ID: 245573 | 10 + 1 = 11, CD: 9 {ST-B Unlocked} | Hit vs. Orbital Strike Turtle, Blastoise Dealing 1334 x 2 = 2668 - 160 = 2508 Damage, Cannot Attack Next Turn [Troll's Blood] ID: 245575 | LD: 13 (9, +4) | CD: 1 (1, +0) | 6300col, Materials (4)

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ok i will start combat... sigh... i miss biggarffan38...