Raidou

Approved

Approved

Using Handwritten Letter of Appreciation (From Tanabata) to transcribe this into its true form

Approved! Value Rare T3/10=900*10=9000 Perfect T3/10=1250*10=12500 Total: 21500 Col (10750 to Bahr, 10750 to Shield)

Approved Skylight reallocation

Wandering into the building perched precariously upon the high rise, a bit difficult to reach but the motive required it. A loose collection of the remaining order for Jackob's Ladder still rattled in his clutches. Entering the abode with the parading noise of buzzing wings falling to silence as the threshold is closed up. A dictation for the delivery to close out the request, a handful of the objects layer the counter with a flash of blue making them tangible. Recognizing both among the pairing, discussions falling to a weapon as he attempts to remain a bystander. As was his normal way o

Approwoved!

Good to go :3

Deny me now upgrading using Essence received from NIGHT here

Approved

10/26/20 Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault

10/26/20 (Exp: 262) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 175465 CD: 2 +1 LD: 4 Salvage Failure (1) 7 (+5 Ambition) 2 175466 CD: 5 +1 LD: 5 Uncommon (1) 8 (+5

10/25/20 Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault

10/25/20 (Exp: 260) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 175032 CD: 2 +1 LD: 15 Salvage Success (2) 7 (+5 Ambition) 2 175033 CD: 2 +1 LD: 16 Salvage Success (3) 7

10/24/20 (Exp: 265) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 174843 CD: 8 +1 LD: 6 Rare (1) 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 174844 CD: 8 +1 LD: 2 Rare (1) 10 (+5 Ambition)

Approwoved

Approved, :3

10/23/20 Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault Moved to Guild Vault

10/23/20 (Crafting Respite: 159513-1) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 174672 CD: 11 +1 LD: 9 Perfect (1) 13 (+5 Ambition) 2 174673 CD: 11 +1 LD: 3 Perfect (1) 13

10/23/20 Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 174658 CD: 9 +1 LD: 20 Rare (4) 10 (+5 Ambition) 2 174659 CD: 4 +1 LD: 7 Uncommon (1) 8 (+5 Ambition)

Approved!

Approved!

Pushing through the network of vines in ink was another group of these ignorant whelps, pressing on to the cliff at which they'd leap. A female with flaming red hair and a spirit to match was the first. A blue art ripped through the barrier and collides with The wanderer's steel in a shower of sparks before her wrist is grabbed, overhead and down her back collides. Seconds later a blade implanted through her chest and is plucked clean, a pivot collides with the next two to glean through. "Hmph, determined aren't you." spoken in a reflection of the owner of this chamber, but unlike such, h

There was a stink of defeat that lingered from the orange player and with it silence. The male looks up with his grayed hair, green eyes staring seemingly into Raidou's soul through the burning fire like streams. "Fuck you..." he mutters out as his arms become weak. Twisted grin forms upon the wanderer's worn mask, serrated teeth begin to poke out of the mass. "That which you have taken...Will be taken from you." A vile murmur with a pair of voices and with it a snap and a myriad of gasps in astonishment. A pop of red allows his weapon to fall free, spun up in his grasp. Stur begins to fi

Stur still trapped within the wanderer's cord uses his weapon to cut it free and collapses to the floor below. Laying upon the ground as he struggles to stabilize his breath as it was stuck within his suffocation. It was harsh and reeling as he inhaled sharply with a cough, unable to pick up his weapon. Cehre was not so lucky as she gagged with the string becoming tighter and tighter like a vice. Her eyes becoming more desperate as each breath became more difficult than the last. Her legs kicking out from beneath her as she fought against her own closing fate. The ground does damage as Th