Raidou

1/21/20 Exp: 19

1/20/20 (Respite) Titan's used to fulfill order Bear's Junk Sold Golem 134655 given to Lessa Here Golem's 134655-1 given to Vigilon Here

[Consumed Bottled Chilling Breeze! (Respite)] 1/20/20 Exp: 34

1/20/20 Titan's used to fulfill order Bear's Junk Sold

1/20/20 Exp: 38

1/19/20 [Respite] Bear's Junk Sold Golem's consumed Here

Raidou stops for a moment, his mind-twisting back to his ordeal with the large stone and turns the cyan blue liquid-filled bottle in his mitts. *Plunk* "Better late then never...bottoms up." Raidou remarks as the fluid contained within pour down into his maw. At first chilling cold, then a strong burning aftertaste as if it was alcohol and then a feeling of rejuvenation complimented with a candied taste similar to cotton candy. "What..." Raidou twists his face in discomfort at the offputting flavor mixture dancing into his belly. "a strange taste." A feeling of refresh

1/19/20 Bottled Chilling all consumed Bear's Junk Sold Titan's used to fulfill order

1/19/20 Exp = 160 Rank Up! (R5)

Crafts 01/18/20 Golem 134527 134525 Consumed in url's Extracted Perfume's Junk Sold

Placing Demeter's Cauldron on a small shelf and adjusting Mythril rimmed spectacles on his nose, augmenting the shop Raidou gets to work. A few aught of use strewed out in evenly spaced segments with complimenting bottles to each. "Now let's do this the right way..." a muffled whisper to a soft interior With renewed fervor and confidence Raidou worked his equipment hard, and although one didn't take most of the produce was usable. Exp: 22

With each word cutting deep like daggers, the shopkeep elaborated in a muffle until the words began to pierce through the veil. "550 col" "Standard rate" "See if they fit..." Raidou swallowed hard at the thought of moving any closer to her. Turning with a wide reach and a shaking outstretched hand, contact... His fingers wrapped around what little piece he could grasp and he pulled them to his face with fervor. "These are perfect..." Raidou's words flowed easily at this moment owing to the distraction. Dropping a bag of coin into h

"N-NEVERM-MIND" Raidou pivots to start an expeditious retreat. A glint of blue, a small silver flash causes him to turn his attention back. Laden softly on a slip of paper of rich hue, a pair of small framed glasses peak his interest. Pulling the cracked lens pair from his face, and looking through the hairline "Mari..." he whispers before he takes a deep breath and about-faces toward the woman who just shattered his soul. Puffing his chest and gritting his teeth he bends in two "H-How m-much for the g-glasses miss?" now bowing in her direction his sight to the floor.

Wandering about the city in Floor 1, having experienced little of it in his short time after the dreaded announcement Raidou finds himself lost in darkened alleyways. Just ask for directions You can do this Get directions, admit it your lost Raidou tries a few door, handles shaking with a quivering hand at the thoughts of the speaking to come from his actions. One handle turns, opening with a mixed feeling of relief and dread as a bell rings on entry. "I-im sorr-ry to intrude, I'm a b-bit lost." the voice chopped to pieces and but a whisper as they fall to the flo

Prior Page Value: 42 Exp "My name... Raidou" he exclaims a bit reluctant as his uncomfortable nature starts to creep back into the forefront of his mind. Raidou shuffles his menu open and targets Macradon and with slight hesitation, he sends the request. Watching the player exit Raidou moves to the door and makes sure it's securely shut. Turning and looking at the pile now flooding his counter his reality solidifies and without a second thought, he lights a burner with purpose. Sliding the materials meticulously over the counter and retracting 3 vials from the top shelf, he begins to

Raidou's demeanor changed even further as he begins to pour himself over the resources littered across his counter. Silently he begins to understand the gravity that this is really happening This is real, who is this? With a small peer up he replies with a solid statement "That's agreeable I will continue to pull them together at the fastest pace I can go. Anything that I don't need will go back to you in full. This is what I do so you can breathe easy." Raidou remarks pulling the glasses from his face and polishing them on his sleeve before replacing them and looking up to Macradon and his or

Picking up the ledger off the counter with a raised arm, continuing to shield himself from vision. Raidou scans the paper with his eyes rapidly dancing across the page mumbling incoherently. Seconds pass as he reaches the end, and Raidou springs up with ignited passion at the thought of all the work he'd have to toy with concoctions. Adjusting his frames and a quick analysis that skips from his mouth in fragments. "Odds being..." "percentage chance..." then begins to mumble a bit before a clear answer under passionate and fueled words "A sizeable order of that magnitude would be

Raidou hears the door of his shop swing open "Here of all places..." with a whisper, thinking the wind took the wood entry ajar. Exiting the back of the shop toward the front his gaze meets a player. Slinking behind his counter to avoid his gaze "UH... w-what do y-you want from me." Raidou remarks peering over the counter as only his hair and the glimmering reflection of his spectacles are visible to Macradon. Raidou remarks having barely picked up what Macradon was ordering "Y-you n-need potions?" Raidou questions adjusting the glasses on his nose, the reflection shielding his eyes from view.

Raidou vents the smoke as best as he can looking out into the dense fogs of Floor 3. A small cough Raidou just takes a deep breath to clear his lungs, the subtle sunlight peering through the mist and the foliage around him. # 134417 CD: 1, LD: 17 Critical Failure # 134418 CD:4, LD : 9 Salvage Failure From behind him, a few sounds appear from his back. *pop* *pop* Raidou turns to see a small fire, and with an exhale "Crap!..." he pats out the flames as they consume a couple of materials from the counter. "I suppose I should start paying attention more...." Raidou

Junk Sold

Raidou enders the familiar interior, a bit musky and wet from the environment surrounding it. Setting a few nuggets of worth from his satchel on a clearing upon this long drawn countertop he lights the burner. "Let's get to work..." a small murmur before pulling down the green powder from before. Uncorking the small vial he begins a compound sending the powder into an opening on the alembic. A small dropper is withdrawn from a gold liquid-filled bottle, a few droplets excreted into the same opening. #134399 CD: 6, LD:19 Salvaged! The compound doesn't bind with the meager amount of fl

Raidou pulls a green-leafed Self-Heal out, Taking a second glance and the small red-hued bottles placed on the counter. "Let's try to make something less grimace" The grind begins with a small squeal from the bowl, powdered up into small green flakes and powdered roots. Raidou's exhaustion begins to take him and although he's intrigued and wants to keep working he calls it a night. "I'll continue working in the morning I suppose, lest I blow my shop to pieces." placing the flakes into a vial to keep them fresh. # 134361 CD:3, LD:19 Exp:2 Salvaged!

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Pulling a vibrant red-leafed herb from his pocket he places it down. Beginning to tidy up the place, Raidou opens the door and begins to remove the layers of dust. # 134359 CD:10, LD:20 Lighting a small candle the dim orange glow begins to illuminate the interior. Raidou takes cloth dampened from the small sink, begins to wipe his instruments down carefully restoring them to a usable state. Lighting the burner again, moving his calculator and alembic closer together and getting mortar polished and stacking vials to docked racks. Raidou claps his hands and shuts the door now that the

"On to the next then..." Raidou whispers pulling another material out and moving on from the jar of paste marginally pleased with the result given the age of the component used. Pulling a blue leaf from his pouch and taking it to the sink, water begins to bead from its foliage in large droplets removing the oils from its surface before. Raidou takes careful precautions to cup some water in his palm and allow the herb to drink a bit before he starts to work it. # 134358 CD:1, LD:1 Exp: 1 The plant disintegrates in his hands, the water to harsh on it turning to nothing more