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"Damnit, Bob..." The words were somewhat muted by Freyd's face currently being embedded in the previously solid stone wall at the rear of the chamber. Peeling himself out of a personally stylized crater, the lanky Whisper staggered for a step or two while trying to get the duplicate mobs in his wobbly vision to recombine into one for targeting purposes. "We've talked about this, at length, Bob. Manners maketh the man. So man up!" Stumbling while reaching into his cowl, the feign instantly turned to recovery only to launch a very startled inky black mass from its comfy sleeping quarter

Ciela excitedly finished her lunch and handed Wulfrin his lunch. "Hurry and eat. Gotta keep our energy up for the fight!" She immediately got up and waited for Wulfrin to finish eating. As Wulfrin finished eating, she packed away the blanket and basket. She grabbed his hand and ran off toward a pack of wolves. "It's go time. I'll go first!" She prepared her sword art and with the assistance of the system, hopped over the pack of wolves and swiped at them all. She managed to hit all but one. She pointed at the one she missed. "No biggie. You'll be next, pupper." She realized after she fin

Seizing a moment's advantage as Kat went all... whatever electric magnificence it was that she'd just pulled out of wherever and managed to shove Ryland forward to the end of the dock. The skiff was there... kinda. "Ugh... it looks even worse than I remember from last time." It wasn't much to look at. No, actually, it was barely anything to look at, given how punky the tiny vessel's deck boards looked, bits of shy shining through the absent hull below in a few places. It was only modestly redeeming that skyships didn't really need to keep any water out. The heavily corroded cont

Kagami watched the young boy with messy brown hair take a seat at one of the tables and order a cup of black coffee. She had seen the boy before and knew he was a regular at the shop, one of the rare ones, but she couldn’t recall if she had ever helped to man the front when he was here. It was probably the first time. Kagami glanced at Kofi with a glint in her eyes and Kofi shook her head and looked away. The real owner of the coffee shop had seen that look before. Last time Kagami wore that expression, she kicked someone out of the shop without any hesitation. Kagami got an earful that d

Well, I'm not going with many healing skills, so the healing familiar skillset is a bit of a waste...which really only leaves hunting, scouting and profession. Profession might be useful, but...I mean for how long? What happens once I've mastered that? And...what if it doesn't really give Musei the job that he wants? I should ask him. She turned to the weasel suddenly, glancing at the creature as it rode her shoulder through the crowded areas that they had been passing through steadily. Her hands moved as she signalled to the small creature, before beginning to post her questions to him in an

The message popped up in her peripheral vision, and she paused just long enough to glance over it. The catch was something that she had missed, and she quickly jotted a few notes into her small digital pad before glancing back at the cipher once more. It was quickly coming together, and as she stared at the runic symbols on tablet and tree, she felt herself smile. Her hands moving quickly across the virtual keyboard, she typed out a message to Salem as the excitement of her discovery took over her caution. Her face, beaming with a smile, didn't necessarily look at the man, but there was an ent

Roll out! ID# 222875 LD: 8+3=11(Found 1 Material) Materials found: 1/5

Miryu's search continued, while the other two seemed to begin having trouble. Kylissia was looking but had not found anything other than that one herb, and Almina had ended up looking at the sky and slipped on a material that then shattered. She wasn't very lucky, was she? Miryu looked in front of her to find an odd bloom, same color as the grass around, but was definitely a closed bloom with possible alchemical uses. Miryu gripped it with two hands and pulled it out. Wulfrin remarked about being less picky, that any material will suffice for the quest. "Who knows, what can help may

Having failed his previous attempt, Wulfrin resigned himself to relaxing by the rolling river. Occasionally a fish would jump, causing him to peak out from behind his closed eyes at the sound of the plop. There was another reason he had decided to relax in the grass. He was attempting to sense the strange tremors that had been rumored. So far they seem to have subsided, but who could say if they were truly over. As he lay in the grass, the cool breeze almost lulling him to sleep, he heard his companions growing exceedingly frustrated. All he could do was snicker lightly under his breath. Truth

If Kylissia really wanted to go beyond just surviving here in Aincrad, she would need to set goals for herself. First, she would need to get herself a statistical foothold and get herself situated, and find a build that suits her both in skill and aesthetic. Then, she would need to do what adventurers do: Seek out to carve a legacy by fighting against evil wherever it can be found. Killing monsters, looting treasure, helping those in need...once she manages to do enough of that, she might not need to grind as much if she could get herself into a stable position in life, where she wouldn't have

They'd left the café behind, albeit Nymoria had risen with a grandiose amount of reluctance. She'd wanted nothing more than to remain seated for the remainder of the day, if not her life. Everything burned as she'd risen from the comfortable chair she'd been settled into, forced into movement by the ever growing annoyance that Musei had displayed at her tardiness. Now that she'd made it out into the street, she wasn't sure that she was feeling any better - everything still hurt, and each step felt like a singular moment of misery. But it is improving. Maybe sitting around would've made it wors

Wulfrin groaned as the group continued towards the city gate. It's fine. Wulfrin found himself pinching the bridge of his nose as he attempted to shake of the growing anger. She's just poking fun. There's no harm in it. Just let it ride. As they approached the gate, Wulfrin snapped back into his more jovial state as if nothing had happened. The one constant of this gate in particular was the NPC guard. Marv, he had hear the man be called by several players that he traveled with. the name became synonymous with the guard to the point Wulfrin made sure to call out to him every time he passed thr

She received the message not too long after she'd placed the order, and she happily bounded to the shop from the floor's teleporter. She'd been in a good mood lately, but as she entered the shop and found the pieces prepared and ready to go, her smile brightened immensely. A small glimmer in her eyes, she gave a collection of signs towards the shopkeeper after bowing deeply, her excitement beyond words. These pieces are masterful! I cannot believe the workmanship and dedication that went into each of them. I shall honour and cherish them, even when they become nothing more than memories of thi

Nymoria walked along beside the other two, angling herself just so that she could see both of their faces as they spoke to one another. It made walking a bit awkward, but it was a skill she had developed some time ago. She couldn't help but giggle at the woman's commentary, covering the lower half of her face with her hands in order to hide her amusement, if only slightly. She gave up any pretense of appearance, however, as the woman tsked the attitudes and behaviours of the NPCs themselves, her hands drifting down to her sides as she shook with the quiet laughter. As the teal haired woma

Name: Silence Profession: Blacksmith Rank: 6 Roll ID: 222866 Roll Result: 11(+1) Item Type: Sabre Tier: 3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Bleed I | Keen II Post Link: Description: A basic amateur's sabre, similar in design to a thin hand and a half sword. Contains a pink wrap along the handle. Name: Suppression Profession: Blacksmith Rank: 6 Roll ID: 222868 Roll Result: 12(+1) Item Type: Light Armour Tier: 3 Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Mitigation I | Recovery II Post Link: Description: A basic amateur's chestplate. The metal of this particular piece c

Maybe a good night's rest was all she needed. She carried herself from her bedroom that overlooked the mountainside from a large window carved out of the stone surface. Crossing the distance to her workshop on the bottom most part of her home, she would remove the black, longsleeved sweater she had slept in, leaving her in her baggy, gray pants and a wrap around her chest. It took awhile.. most of her crafting attempts for the day. Still pumping out creations, just not of the quality she needed. Why did they even have Rare and Uncommon items anyway? There was nothing stopping players fro

"Whatever you say" Adeltye winked playfully to let him know she was only teasing him, making an 'ok' gesture by pinching her thumb and index finger together. She had to admit, the idea did seem pretty cool - let the holder of the leash do all of the hard work while the leashed follows along in their own world. Dare she say it was even a bit romantic? "You two have your fun with your leash adventures. Sorry, tether." The two gave her a bit more detail about what's to come. After meeting with the Alchemist Zachariah and completing their little job, he would send players to another two NPCs

"Alright," Wulfrin said with a shrug. "Group up and hit it 'til it dies. Sounds like a plan." The ever loving group mom that was Ciela always warmed his heart. Having constantly fresh snacks being handed out like candy was nice and comforting. It worked wonders when it came to the ever looming threat of death in this virtual prison to which their lives had fallen victim to. Wulfrin enjoyed the little snack he was provided with gusto. By the look on The Lightbringer's face, he did as well. Thrump The ground quaked as the heavy footfalls of a large creature impacted the ground. Im

"You do have a plan right Star?" His expression was neutral but his eyes aflame. "Win," he replied with a thumbs up. The trio followed him past the gates of Florenthia and back into the wild Forest of the Great Tree. The Monkey King's lethality came from its surprising nature. Locals of Florenthia often said that finding the beast was impossible; but, spend some time in the forest and it would eventually find you. Darkness did not hinder the king, nor did physical obstacles like trees or hills. It was a behemoth built from pure rage, unstoppable if not kept in check. "I don't ha

Wulfrin warned the three girls no to go too far, so that if anything dangerous came up, he could protect them. "Don't worry, Wulfrin, we won't!" Almina assured. What she could not assure, however, was that she wouldn't drift off within sight. From a search around the floral foliage to a gaze into the sky, she saw clouds in all kinds of shapes and sizes. as her imagination became active and her walking began to slow, the skies slowly turned from blue to gray, from gray to dark gray, then from dark gray to a dark, grayish crimson...and with a flash of nonexistent lightning, a storm passe

Character Name: Wulfrin Character Description: Age: 26 Gender: Male Height: 5’7” origin: America Birthday: January 12th Character Journal: Character Name: Riardon Character Description: Username: Riardon Real Name: Alain Thomas Age: 49 > 51 Gender: Male Height: 5’11” Character Journal: