Reytac

Reytac staggered into his home, exhaustion settling over his shoulders like a heavy blanket. He had made sure Teion got home safely, her significant other taking her with a grateful expression as Reytac helped him get her inside. She’d sobered up some after their trek through the stormy 29th floor, but not enough where Rey had felt safe letting her travel back alone. No, going home, alone, was his burden to bear. He closed the door behind him and slumped against it, the rough wood of the door scratching at his back as he let his breath out in a sharp gasp. Talking with Teion had been – ca

A different day. Reytac staggered into his workshop and slumped down onto his bench, holding his right hand against his left shoulder, cursing out loud. He had been trying to do a fight against some of the mobs on one of the later floors – they all started started bleeding together, forest after forest. And he hadn’t been paying attention, when he really should have, his attention on one of the mobs he was fighting, a wolf, and another had leapt from behind him to clamp itaits maw down on his shoulder. He had managed to fight it off, and take them both out, and staggered back to Town

His feet stung slightly as he walked across the rough wooden floor. He hadn’t bothered putting on even socks, or house shoes, instead going barefoot as he trudged towards the kitchen. He came to a stop in front of the sink, and leaned over to turn on the faucet and let it run for a moment. A slow, deep breath, and he cupped water in his hands to splash against his face. One hand reached out and blindly groped to find the hand towel that had been on the counter, and he blotted his face dry after a moment of letting the cold water sit there and drip from his beard and nose. He turned around and

Reytac groaned as a soft alarm rang out, dragging him out of his sleep. He swatted blinding out, shutting off the alarm, then rolled over to wrap his arm around her. His arm settled around her waist and he buried his nose in the hair at the back of her neck, drawing in a deep breath – and sneezing, violently, as the smell of pine overwhelmed him. He sat up abruptly, his heart hammering in his chest, as he blinked the last dregs of sleep out of his eyes. She wasn’t there, he’d just been wrapping his arms around the pillows that he’d shoved down the side of the bed, to fill the spot where she sh

Reytac wrapped the grayed out leather mask around his lower face, cutting off the pervasive ash that seemed to always be drifting downwards no matter how long he’d sat in the teleporter pavilion waiting for it to subside. It was strange, to see a place where the main source of lighting was literal thin streams of lava that wound through everything. He held up one hand and flexed it, watching the red hues on his skin shift and dance under the unnatural light and color shifting. A shuffling on his shoulder made him glance at Aphrael, who seemed distinctly unhappy here. One hand reached up and sc

House Name: Cabin McCabinface Location: 7th Floor Description: A small, cozy log Cabin home situated away from the main settlements but within the safe zone. Simple and rustic, with a small workshop attached to it for Reytac's engineering efforts. Plot Size: Studio Room(s): Basic Workshop: Engineering (Reytac) Total Cost: Donated

Reytac sent off a message to both Nari and Acanthus – the two ladies had expressed at least mild interest in continuing the quest chain, and while he had needed a little time to re-equip himself that was now finished. He fidgeted, adjusting some of the buckles on the riveted leather. It was entirely a psychosomatic thing, he knew, since the game ensured the fit was fine, but he still felt like there were places where the armor was a bit too snug, and others where it was too loose, so he was constantly making minor adjustments to it. The brunette still wasn’t geared to the same level as either

Reytac plucked some thistles from the ground, humming as he watched Arbalest suffer the same fate that he had back when he was doing this quest himself the first time. But, thankfully, unlike him she didn't obsess over gathering more like he had, instead just focusing on returning to Zackariah and turning the quest in. She also didn't seem to be upset over gathering like he had been, so he doubted that she'd waste points on searching like he had initially felt he did when got levels and had the skill points to dump into it. He ambled behind her as she strode back into town purposefully, waitin

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Reytac hummed under his breath as he looked around. He had seen a worried female NPC a short while ago, and asking around had found out that she was in fact a quest-giver NPC who was missing her daughter. At first he thought he might run the quest alone, knocking it out alone and helping the woman out – like with the dragon, while he couldn’t always help the Npcs and their quest lines, at least here, now, he could help this one and make their life a little better. But as he had thought about it, he realized that he might as well invite a couple people along on the quest, see if they wanted to

Reytac scoffed under his breath and shook his head, making a mental note to stay the hell away from this shop in the future. Whether or not the NPC remembered what had happened today, he sure as hell would and didn't fancy dealing with a slimeball like this in the future. Just as well that he'd gotten the profession so even if Hirru was unavailable, he could just appraise things himself. He roused himself from his thoughts when Sin spoke, and he accepted the contact request without a second thought as he shook his head. "'Hussy' or not, that's the kind of thing you choose for yourself wh

Reytac stumbled a little on the transition, his eyes going wide with shock as he took in the near-abrupt transition between the dank, depressing caves of the tenth floor to what had to be a paradise in comparison. He raised one hand up over his eyes, shading them as he looked around in shock. He hadn’t known what to expect from the quest that he had inadvertently joined Nari in doing, but to see this place of rolling fields and lush vegetation after the gloomy atmosphere was outright jarring. It was easy to understand, now, why Nemo was so proud of this place, and why Nari had been sneaking fu

”Name? Oh, right, sorry. I go by Reytac, Miss Arbalest. And yes – any of us making it to the top is going to benefit all of us.” He watched her for a moment as she looked around for more plants, remembering when he'd gone through the same hassle when he was searching for Zackariah’s herbs and whatnot. But more, he was thinking about the promise she said she had made. It was a noble promise, one that was born out of a concern for the feelings of the person she had made it to, he was sure – but it was also one that he felt was wildly opposed to the goal she held for herself. The road to the very

Evening, UNID Weapon Appraisal Approval for EAL!

Reytac | [Word Count: 8308/5 = 1661.6] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1] = 3323 EXP Nari | [Word Count: 8308/5 = 1661.6] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1] = 6646 EXP Acanthus | [Word Count: 8308/5 = 1661.6] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1] = 6646 EXP WC EXP: Reytac: 3323 Nari: 6646 Acanthus: 6646 Quest Rewards: 500 EXP (Nari/Acanthus Ineligible) Topaz Gemstone (Nari/Acanthus Ineligible) Bonus Reward: 5000 Col 15 Materials Divided Out: 5k Col to Reytac 9Materials to Reytac 5 Materials to Nari 1 Material to Acanthus {X

Reytac watched with a deep breath escaping his lungs as the dragon fell beside them, its body slumping to the ground with a resounding thud. He let his hammer drop to the ground, the head thunking into the dirt, and rested against it, using the handle to prop himself up. Adrenaline had surged through him like the world’s worst, or best, drug, and now that the fight was over, that adrenaline surge had left him, leaving him feeling like he was teetering on the edge of a cliff above a yawning abyss. He roused himself when Acanthus came over and tried to reassure him, and he let out a tired snort.

Reytac adjusted the collar of his shirt, loosening it slightly as he took in a deep breath. He had debated, going back and forth with himself, on whether or not he should attend the masquerade. He hadn’t gone to many large parties – attending the cookout how been the first time he’d seen more than a couple of Players together at the same time in over a year – but he finally convinced himself that he should go. Should remind himself that he wasn’t alone here – hells, that he even knew people again. And, it would be a chance to unwind and meet some new people, to reconnect with being human. He’d

Reytac had to hold back a snort at the self-compliment that Sinnamon used. The woman was definitely not lacking in confidence, and to be fair, it was deserved. A brief once over had shown enough to show that, even if he’d not let his gaze linger past that. Still, at least she knew she was purposefully choosing some pain for appearance, which.. Tracked with the women he’d known, she wasn’t the first. With a chuckle, he followed after her. ”Sourcing things does seem to be the roughest part of things. Whether that’s gathering Materials, which has often been the sticking point for me, or ge

Reytac stepped away from the dragon’s nest, following Nari and Acanthus as they walked away. He was still seething internally, his hands trembling as he choked down the anger that was still roiling in his throat. He refocused on Nari as the black-plated woman started speaking him. On one level, he knew that she was trying to reassure him, that she was reminding him, as did Acanthus, that this was just coded tragedy, that the eggs and dragon had been slain before they even took the quest. There was no rushing ahead here and somehow miraculously averting this catastrophe after all – hell, the t

Reytac watched as a series of expressions flickered across Nari’s face – familiarity, fondness, a bit of something like.. Regret? He couldn’t place it before they were all gone, vanished like snowflakes on a warm window. Still, he made a note to keep an eye on Nari as much as he could, he knew well that the woman was standoffish by now, not by deliberate choice but by nature. She didn’t seem adverse to either of them joining her on this little quest, so he knew she didn’t actively want to be left alone. So as she gave the new arrival and him a chance to introduce, he turned and gave the taller

Rey picked up the cig and brushed off the dirt. "Thank you. I didn't even know they had these here." He took a long drag in, then closed his eyes and held the breath as he tasted a cigarette for the first time in years. Then he exhaled, smoke pluming in front of him as he coughed once. He studied it between his fingers for a moment before leaning back and staring up at the sky above them, only halfway noticing when Mari pushed the canteen away and pulled out her own. Considering the scarring on her arm - something had to have happened, so he couldn't blame her on being safe. "I guess th

Reytac let out a soft breath when he saw Mari light up a cigarette. He didn’t even know those were a thing in Aincrad. He ran the fingers of one hand through his hair and exhaled softly, shaking his head. Mari trudged over to a stone and dropped down onto it, her shoulders slumping down as she sank onto the rock. He didn’t know if he was letting his anxiety over interacting with her keep him from being himself, or if he was just trying to be quiet since before she had been abrupt, but – he shook his head and pulled out a canteen of water, setting it down on the rock next to her as he gathered

Reytac stopped when she said what she was going to be switching to. There was something about the fact that she was switching to a dagger that seemed to weigh on her, heavily – there was regret, and finality, and exhaustion, in those words. She seemed reluctant about it, like the words had to be dragged out of her, but she said them nonetheless. He chewed on his lower lip for a moment, wondering if he should press further, ask about why she was switching back to something it seemed like she didn’t want to use – bad memories were sure to abound, especially in this damn death game – but the word

“Really? Changing to what? I didn’t know you used a different weapon, I’ve only known you with a halberd. And I’m looking at getting a second weapon to go with my hammer – a bastard sword, maybe.” Reytac had an actual idea for what he wanted from his actual customized weapon, but it would take a fair bit of effort and working with both a Smith, and Hirru probably. The Smith to make the actual weapons, and then Hirru to get the right enhancements in place. But the interesting thing to him was the thought of Mari not using her halberd – in the time that he’d known her, and every time he’d seen h