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PH Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 96/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 101/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:35 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP: 900/900 | EN: 99/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:152 | ACC:5 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:72 | BH:35 Gaius | HP: 945/945 | EN: 100/102 | DMG: 29{+8} | MIT:127 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:47 | REC: 8 | HM: 8 | HLY:

“I’m sorry to bother you. Do you know of a man that lives out this way? His name is Baldur.” Mari had taken another long sip - then when the voice of another broke the silence she unceremoniously started to cough, and gag. So much so that her eyes watered, and whatever remnants of tea she had in her mouth had dribbled out the side of it. Mari held up one hand in a sign of pause to the woman. The other beat her chest two, three times. “S-Sorry…” Mari breathed. “I-cough- hang on.” Another series of coughs before Mari finally drew breath. Looking upon the one who had approached Mar

PH Post Action | [x15] ST-I (12 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] = 12 EN) -> Override to 2 via Miss Free Action | ID: 245128 | 5 + 1 - 1 = 5, CD: 12 {ST-B Unlocked}, Miss vs. Sand’s Claw Heavy Momentum Triggered {+8 Base Damage} Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 96/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 101/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:35 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP:

PH Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (22 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 24 EN) - Rested [1/2] = 23 EN Free Action | ID: 245127 | 9 + 7 = 16, Crit+1 vs. Sand’s Claw Dealing 510 x 1.5 = 765 - 125 = 640 Damage Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 96/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 101/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:35 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP: 900/900 |

PH Post Action | [x11] AOE-I (22 - 2 [Stamina] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 22 EN) - Rested [1/2] = 21 EN Free Action | ID: 245126 | 4 + 7 = 11, Hit vs. Sand’s Claw Dealing 363 x 1.5 = 545 - 125 = 420 Damage Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 96/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 101/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:35 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP: 900/900 | EN: 122/122 |

Hearing that she missed a cord in the last song, Sam knew exactly which CC was referring to. Her hand was in the wrong position and she had to correct quickly or the entire song would have been messed up. Thinking about the question not actually answering, she felt as though it was rhetorical and not able to be answered through words but by the actions Sam displayed. Pulling down her hair tie, flipper her head and all that hair forward then back up. The song that was playing, this was a dual vocal and thank the lord she knew all the words to this one. Joining CC at the microphone as she puts t

PH Post Action | [x12] TECH-F (16 - 2 [Stamina] + 3 [Shift] + (2 * 1 Targets = 2) = 19 EN) + Charge (8 EN), Charge CD [1/3] - Rested (1/2) = 26 EN Free Action | Rhino's Horn (+3 Base, -1 EVA) ID: 245125 | 8 + 7 = 15, Hit vs. Sand’s Claw Dealing 456 x 1.5 = 684 - 125 = 559 Damage, [Stunned] Applied Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 96/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 122/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6

PH Players: Nisahime | HP: 882/882 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 1 | MIT:60 | ACC:1 | EVA:3 | LD:1 Raidou | HP: 882/882 | EN: 122/122 | DMG: 32 | MIT:137 | ACC:6 | AA | EVA:6 | BH:49 | VAMP-D: 97 | REC: 8 | LD:7 Setsuna | HP: 882/882 | EN: 122/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:36 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:35 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP: 900/900 | EN: 122/122 | DMG: 33 | MIT:152 | ACC:5 | AA | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | FL.THORNS: 16/32 | THORNS:72 | BH:35 Gaius | HP: 945/945 | EN: 102/102 | DMG: 29 | MIT:127 | ACC: 1 | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:47 | REC: 8 | HM: 8 | HLY: 16 | B

It didn’t take Mari long to complete her task. Mostly - because her task was a near impossible one without the correct tools and equipment - so all she really could do was offer suggestions. Why did he even give her this? Why give her more work? Another test? The dossier had been wrapped in a manila folder; and contained the following information Pathogen; Airbourne, contact, bloodborne? Airbourne pathogens in this case-would be preferred for fastest release and spread. A. Pheromones. The biology of humans has adapted well beyond base pheromones and whilst the use of them in

“I’m sorry to bother you. Do you know of a man that lives out this way? His name is Baldur.” Acanthus had, against all odds, become hopelessly lost. The system map was excellent for finding quests, or towns, or dungeons, or a number of other things. But player housing remained elusive. Perhaps there was some filter that would assist her, but she had not found it. Rather than tinkering with the map, she decided to stop and ask a nearby player. Acanthus’ rare desire to converse with a stranger was borne in part from the girl’s picturesque backdrop. She reclined against a beautiful tree

Pinching the bridge of his nose as Sam frantically revved back up to full caffeine-fueled brain zoomies, hands waving manically about. "Sam," he finally interrupted, fingers splaying as if he could seize some intangible spectral reins and put on cerebral brakes for a second. "This is definitely a better track, but... three days? Get some sleep. Maybe a relaxing bath? Preferably not both at the same time. You're unfocused and that can only hurt your end goal. I'll go do some digging of my own and return with some food in a few hours. Maybe then we can come up with plans relying slight

<<Cedric>> Profile: Username: Cedric Real Name: Timothy Hughes Age: 23-25 Birthday: June 28 Gender: Male Height: 5'7"(170.18cm) Background: Personality: Virtues: Vices:

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 40 Tier: 4 True Tier: 9 Final EXP Reward: +25% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 3: +3% Final EXP reward Consumed: Bottomless Tea Wares (Gungir's - EVA 2 | VIT 2 [Feast - 152493]) {RAIDOU} [6/6] Loaves of Measureless Bread (Gungir's/Mitigation 3, Overhealth 1 [Feast - 205490]) {GRISWOLD} [6/6] Unfathomable Red Vials (Gungir's - PROT 2 | ACC 2 [Feast - 205487]) {CELESTE} [4/6] {Filled PROTEIN} Titan's Strength (Damage

PH * * * Combat: Recovery: No KnightessCiela is at full EN and HP ID: | CD: KnightessCiela gains 0 EN KnightessCiela's Turn: Post Action: ST-I vs Spectral Knight [x12] (12 EN) -2 Stamina -1 Well Rested (3/3) Free Action: None ST-I vs Enemy ID: 245124 | BD: 2 (+1 ACC (AA)) = 3 | DMG: 0 DMG (MISS) | Heavy Momentum Proc Stats: Freyd | HP: 1320/1320 | EN: 155/164 | DMG: 24 | MIT: 212 | ACC: 8 (incl AA) | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA: 4 | BH:73 | VAMP-D: 73 | VAMP-O: 145 | PARA-V | LD:5 Wulfrin | HP: 860/860 | EN: 106/118 | DMG: 26 | MIT:123 |

As the song would come to a close, the electricity racking the room would fade with it as the performance crystals would grind to a halt. Didn't have quite the same allure as playing with an actual person, but it functioned in a pinch. "Your not half bad, missed a cord there in the second chorus." A glance down to her guitar as she'd start to fiddle with the knobs and bring the tuning up a stage. The girl would flip her hair back over her right shoulder. "We don't use stage names unless there's a crowd. What makes you a good fit for the Top Spot Harlots?" The girls question was more looking fo

“What?” She was confused. Hadn’t it only been a day? “Of course I’m alive I-” Her eyes widened, oh. She forgot to message him back. He must have come looking. “Oh…oh Freyd…I’m sorry I didn’t message you back yesterday!” She began, to explain. “I got so distracted.” She carefully pushed herself to her feet, albeit she was a little wobbly. It was clear he was still concerned for her. Mari offered him a sheepish grin. Reaching out to run a reassuring hand up and down his upper arm. “Really, I’m okay.” She paused. “I mean…This floor is messing with my head a little - but - it does that

It took him exhaling to even realizing he'd been holding his breath, shoulders bleeding away tension at what he might have had to do. By the time Mari's hand touched the blade and pushed it away, he was already satisfied. Not entirely foolproof as a test, but the best he could improvise on the fly - as was too often the case. Relief was palpable in his voice. "Mari. Thank goodness." Sword returned to its sheath with a suitable snikt, he helped her find her footing, with a steadying hand on her hip. "I'm sorry. I had to know it was you. I'm just glad you're alive!" Leaning left and

"Hadn't found the time," he said. "But yeah--what Wulfrin said. A not-so-fun little tidbit. We've confirmed that shamblers are people, but we can't say for certain that the others are." He wanted to add that he was working on it, but truthfully, he thought it was a bust. His makeshift laboratory was in ruins, his captive shambler had been rewritten into a knight, and he was so, so tired. Quick. 3 seconds before attack. Close eyes. Quick. Barely more than a blink and it was his go. He darted for the Spectral Knight, collapsing on it alongside his team, and sliced through it preci

She was surprised by her own answer, the words sounding closer to the truth than Aoi had originally intended. She’d left out the portion of her answer that declared the desperate need for someone, something that she could feel close to – and yet she had a feeling that the gypsy woman was able to see that thought within her features. Seconds passed as silence reigned, before the gypsy woman suddenly leaned to the side and produced a small pouch. She held it out for Aoi to take, speaking as she did so. ’I have this bag of treats, which has proven to be useful in calling and taming the various cr

The woman waved towards a seat across from her, and Aoi moved towards it with the same tension in her body that had appeared the moment her presence had been pointed out. She was poised, as much to run as she was to fight, should the moment of its necessity arrive. Whether the woman before her noticed it or not, Aoi couldn’t tell, but the gypsy woman continued speaking and acting as though everything was normal and fine. ’I can help you. With finding a companion, that is. But first…you must convince me that you deserve one. Why is it that you need a companion? What is their purpose in your lif

Mari blinked. That voice. She recognized that voice. Mari went to address him but paused, distracted by a strange giggle- “w-What the?” Mari went to glance under the table but the sudden shift of blade closer to her heart made Mari still. Her eyes shifted back up to the man she thought was Freyd. “- That should answer your question, Mari-I'm-Mari." It was Freyd. Relief flooded her system. “Freyd…” She breathed, but…then why was he looking at her like that. Steeled eyes staring accusatorial down at her. “W-what did I…” There was a pang of pain in her chest. She thought they were frien

Half the day had passed before Aoi had located the gypsy woman’s encampment. A single trailer, sitting beside a low-burning fire and a collection of seats, became visible as she approached the area with a caution that was born of having traversed the fields of the floor many times over. Aoi had long since learnt not to trust anything out of the norm, and this area was of no exception – newly arriving creatures, obstacles or other items within the game could more oft than not be a danger to the player coming upon them, even if they were expected to magically appear where nothing had been times

It was nice…having finally been able to talk to Baldur and Macradon again…even running into Freyd on the 29th floor - and realizing that you can get drunk. Very drunk in Aincrad. God…where was that ability years ago? Ever since Mari’s return - things had been going…smoothly. Almost too smoothly, Mari kept expecting something to go awry. Someone to decry her - attack her. Or for her to slip up into old habits and push everyone away. But thus far…nothing of the sort had happened. Mari felt calm. Albeit a little lonely..but calm - and satisfied with where she was currently. That kind of serenity.

"Good question. Still working that one out, but then aren't we all?" Something skittered beneath the table, offering a high pitched giggle you might have expected from a cocaine addict after his fix, but also disturbingly child like. Something slurped, then thumped with hollow popping sound, like the bounce of a rubber ball inside a sealed container. Her sentinel paid it no mind. Her voice sounded sluggish, similar to how she'd been before they reached his home. Had she been on some sort of drinking binge since? A distinct possibility, but here were no signs. "You had a drink t

Feeding Your Enemy Familiars. They had become the newest discovery and requirement for any and all players. Aoi had heard talk of their existence within the communication and information lines she maintained, their presence within the game nothing short of a necessity for any player looking to expand upon their own growth and development. Anyone who desired faster skill development, or easier grinding, or even just a less lonely time in Aincrad had taken to finding and accepting the companionship of a familiar within their homes and parties. Aoi hadn’t put off finding one, but rather been