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Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 246665, CD: 7 (Rec proc +8 EN) PH Players: Morrighan | Nisahime | HP: 829/829 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 829/829 | EN: 83/112 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:46 | VAMP-D: 91 | REC: 8 | LD:6 Celeste | HP: 874/874 | EN: 66/112 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:35 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 Sam | HP: 829/829 | EN: 32/112 | DMG: 28 | MIT:40 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:3 | REC: 8 | LD:11 | PROSP:1 | QTY: 2 Setsuna | HP: 829/829 | EN: 86/112 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 |

Working away at the plants of her own, a snap of some roots as she underhand tosses it toward the picnic blanket stretched out across the ground. "These old things, noticed that did you?" A tug of the things sees the smallest bit of bluish frost slink off her palms, the cooling air around them as they are wiggled. "Do you really need to ask, after all two of you tailored them. Or did you forget?" Nisa laughs in a short chuckle knowing full well she just wandered up mount olympus and just picked them up, having a fair discussion with the 'gods' that had them made. There was an irony that they h

Rank 5 Appraiser (Base: BD 10, CD 8+ for unique, 10 identifications per day) +1 to CD from Hermes’ Scale +1 to CD from Deliberate | 244885c +2 EXP: Hard Working (also +1 IDs per day) +2 EXP: Lucrative (Firm Anima) (also +2 IDs per day) +1 EXP: Custom Ambition Tool (bought from own shop 2020-07-16) Crafting Respite | Dragon's Breath | [174622] Identifications: 26x T4 Perfect Items (@3040 col) = 79,040 col 26x 1st Rerolls (@1,000 col) = 26,000 col 26x 2nd Rerolls (@2,000 col) = 52,000 col 26x 3rd Rerolls (@4,000 col) = 104,000 col Total Cost: 261,040 col due to

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 246665, CD: 7 (Rec proc +8 EN) PH Post Action | [x18] AOE-II (14 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2)) = 16 EN Free Action | ID: 246666 | BD: 7 + 7 = 14, Hit vs. Colru, The Amalgam Dealing 504 - 160 = 344 Damage Players: Morrighan | Nisahime | HP: 829/829 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 829/829 | EN: 83/112 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:46 | VAMP-D: 91 | REC: 8 | LD:6 Celeste | HP: 874/874 | EN: 66/112 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:35 | HLY: 16

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 246664, CD: 5 (No proc) PH Post Action | [x18] AOE-II (14 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 2 Targets = 4) = 18 EN) + Charge (8 EN), Charge CD [1/3] = 26 EN Free Action | Crystal of Divine Light [201986d] (+8 Fallen) ID: 246662 | 9 + 8 = 17, CD: 2 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Gold Shoulder #2 Dealing 864 - 120 = 744 Damage ID: 246663 | 7 + 8 = 15, Hit vs. Colru, The Amalgam Dealing 720 - 160 = 560 Damage Players: Morrighan | Nisahime | HP: 829/829 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 829/829 | E

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 246661, CD: 11 (+8 EN) PH Post Action | [x12] TECH-F (8 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] + (2 * 2 Targets = 4) = 13 EN) Free Action | Concentration (+AA), Concentration CD [1/5] ID: 246660 | 2 + 8 - 1 = 9, CD: 9 {ST-B Unlocked} | Hit vs. Gold Shoulder #2 Dealing 312 - 120 = 192 Damage, [Stunned] applied ID: 246659 | 2 + 8 - 3 = 7, Hit vs. Colru, The Amalgam Dealing 312 - 160 = 152 Damage, [Stunned] applied Players: Morrighan | Nisahime | HP: 829/829 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 829/829 | EN: 8

*New Round, New Turn Order PH Players: Morrighan | Nisahime | HP: 829/829 | EN: 92/92 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:2 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 829/829 | EN: 84/112 | DMG: 26 | MIT:177 | ACC:6 | AA | F-SPIRIT | EVA:6 | BH:46 | VAMP-D: 91 | REC: 8 | LD:6 Celeste | HP: 874/874 | EN: 88/112 | DMG: 29 | MIT:78 | ACC:8 | PHASE | EVA:3 | BH:35 | HLY: 16 | BRN: 56 Setsuna | HP: 829/829 | EN: 86/112 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:33 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:1 Sam | HP: 829/829 | EN: 38/112 | DMG: 28 | MIT:40 | ACC:7 | AA | PHASE | EVA:3 | REC: 8 | LD:

a strike from behind -- weaker than morningstar’s but still packing a hefty punch -- and the nemean lion whirls around furiously and its paw comes within inches of colliding with the fluttering white of its attacker. here is where she’s supposed to take the hit. …just kidding. she’s picky. getting tossed around like a ragdoll is never a good look. arabelle tears damocles out of the lion’s hide with a sunny smile. she switches her grip and bats its head back, and it recoils when it makes contact with the spear point at the reverse end of her scythe. “i’ve fought this mob a couple

The tiny monkey scammer on demand from this female that came out of no where. She didn't hear anything in the short distances around them, giving the quick turn of Raidou's head toward the woman neither did he. A sigh of relief as the plant was left alone, glancing down seeing the little chimp trying to return the stolen object. Leaning down she would take it but as it starts to turn she would grab the mini hand softly. "A gift, here," saying as she wraps it back around its neck. It screeches in excitement as it locks on to Eruda wrist giving her the biggest hug that it could give. Chuckling a

Smacking a pair of dry lips parched by horror-laden sea air and the unintelligible burblings of tentacle pirate custodians, Freyd woke with a start. A glacial chill creeping down his spine, internal spidey senses attuned to pending domestic disharmony keened in a pitch high enough to make banshees and falsettos blush. Head perking, eyes still mostly bleary and tethered shut by the after effects of drink, his clothing crunched disturbingly as he moved. Why do I smell like a mixture of campfire, wet mimic and the comforts of home?! Moving sluggishly, like he’d been swallowed whole b

*Click* The sound of a pair of fingers snapping finds itself screaming through the serene woods, causing the monkey to leap away with Eruda's ribbon still clutched in both hands. The thing latches to a nearby branch and uses it like a high bar to flip toward another, nestling on an outstretched arm. Quickly rushing up to the girls shoulder, she wanders out like the strangest mix of both that were under assault. "Peanut, you know better." The monkey screeches, at first howling in disagreement. "Give it back, or no shrimp." The thing looks down to the ribbon, and back to her stern glare. A gla

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A spinning cinnabar cursor captivated Elora's attention as soon as she turned to regard Mari. If only for a moment, her eyes became transfixed by its scarce appearance. Then, the gravity of what it signified. I wonder who she killed., came an immediate curiosity. It was strange, novel even, for the thought to carry any weight. Every day, players eagerly slaughtered monsters and pre-programmed characters. Killing, like most of their lives in Aincrad, had become routine. Just another day's work. “Uhm….”, she barely heard above the cognitive noise, “Hi? E-Elora Right? Mari. I’m Mari.”

Ph *** «Macradon» 980/980 HP| 130/130 EN | 23 DMG | 114 MIT | 2 ACC | 0 EVA | 8 REC | 52 BH | 107 VMP | 16(8) FRT | 16 FRS | 16 Holy | Phase

’…almost there!’ The voice seemed to echo backwards from the elderly man, most of the words lost to the wind that whipped and snapped around them, the sand still buffeting their forms as they pressed onwards. Aoi could see the casual glance backwards that the man made, as if checking to see if she was still there. Aoi gave a long, exaggerated nod in response, unwilling to attempt to raise her voice over the storm in response. It seemed to be enough, and once more he returned to his shambling walk that took them across the desert sands and towards their still unknown to her destination. I

Nothing bothered them for the next few hours as they continued along the path that the elderly man had been taking. Aoi found herself lost in thought once more, considering the various events she’d experienced while within the world of Aincrad. She couldn’t say that all of the events had been positive, but as she stared at the form of the elderly man she followed alongside, she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about which she would change, which she would never experience if she could choose to avoid them. Futile, but what’s the point? If I didn’t experience them, would I be the person

Is this what awaits all of us if we live long enough? Aoi didn’t like considering the possibility, and forced her eyes away and into the distance, looking for anything that could distract her from the reality of her situation. Sands whipped around her, dancing and playing on the air as though trying to escape their own destiny. Trapped upon a simple breeze, brought along without a choice. Is that all life is? She didn’t want to think or consider the possibilities, and found herself glancing about the blinding sand in an attempt to distract herself. A shift of movement caught her attention

Consider your elders. She’d rolled her eyes – internally of course – at the thought, knowing that it was inappropriate to talk down about the elderly in such a way. Not that Aoi cared in the moment, the sand biting into her causing any desire to be traditionally courteous disappearing with the discomfort she was feeling. Still, she’d chosen to heed the words even if just slightly. There was no need to become overtly rude and repugnant towards a man who just wanted some minor assistance from her. Sighing, allowing a breath of dirt into her mouth that made her wince and cough reactively, Ao

Whether or not it could be considered a foolish choice, Aoi didn’t care to consider. She’d taken the quest, and she knew that if she retreated now it would simply be sacrificed and a waste of time. Time that she would have to place back into the quest later on, once she was at a point where she would need whatever rewards it provided. Determined, and a small measure of stubborn, she choice to continue on the path she’d already taken. I’m already here, I might as well. Otherwise this was all just a waste of time. She avoided thinking about any consequences, figuring she’d deal with those once t

I hope he’s not lost and we’re not simply wandering through the desert in the middle of a storm until we both die. She didn’t like the thought, and found herself pushing it aside before it could truly take root in her mind. She doubted that the NPC was lost – it was uncommon for them, especially on escort missions, not to have a pre-determined path that they unknowingly took. Although Aincrad had shown itself to be different and unique in some ways, Aoi knew it was still a game. It still followed the same general rules and expectations of any game, though it carried a number of exciting – and

’Oh my, what’s that?’ The figure seemed to stare off into the distance, visible only through the fact that Aoi could see the direction he was generally facing in the form of his body. His entire face had been covered by some sort of scarf, protecting him from the dust and environment around him. Her eyes shifted in the direction he’d been staring at, and she felt a measure of sudden fear rise in her at the sight of the approaching storm. ’That’s rather unfortunate, but I think we can make it still!’ The storm had reached them almost an hour later, buffeting the pair in harsh winds with a

Aoi sighed, something in her mind giving way to the acceptance that she knew she was going to take regardless. Even if the man somehow is infectious, there’s enough potions and healing balms in this world to save me from whatever it is he might have. Her decision made, albeit reluctantly, she affirmed the man’s request. They’d left the bazaar behind shortly after Aoi had consented to the escort request, the mission notification appearing as she’d nodded. Once everything had aligned, she’d followed the elderly man at a snail’s pace from the bazaar to the main gates, passing through after

’I understand your request, though I have the odd feeling that there is more to your story, old man.’ The question was spoke as a statement, and for a few seconds Aoi wondered if the NPC would pick up on the subtle fact that she was simply trying to get a better picture of what was happening before she decided what to do. ’Of course, of course. I wouldn’t simply provide you with my entire fortune and wealth, now would I? The items within the chest are of a personal nature. Invaluable to me, but certainly not something that would…well, you’ll just have to come and see, won’t you?’ The fin

’I am terribly sorry to bother you…but I was hoping to illicit your assistance with a task.’ Another fit of coughing, and Aoi found herself looking for any reason to depart from the location immediately. She spotted a nearby NPC staring at them, a look of concern on its face as it seemed to take in the old man – or was it a look of judgement about Aoi’s own reaction? She couldn’t quite say, but the pause she made because of it seemed to cause the old man to believe she was still listening to his story of woe. ’I have a…treasure chest, of sorts. I buried it deep within the desert, at the base o

Leaving behind the vendor, Aoi continued wandering through the market, trying to find anything that even slightly resembled the threads she needed. Though, with every passed storefront she became more and more certain that her prized piece would remain beyond her reach, and that she would have to accept using subpar materials for the time being. She was certain that the client would understand – they’d been more than compliant with her other adjustments that were required due to materials simply not being available, but Aoi hated the idea of failing in this one regard. ’Excuse me, I’m so