Lessa

Approved.

After a long day, all you really want is a big dinner and a soft bed. The mobs have been slain, the mats have been found, and the crafts have been crafted. You’ve completed quests, messaged with friends, and hardly spent any time at all considering the harsh realities of the virtual world you’ve been trapped in. All in all, a good day, and one that you- Wait a minute. Nestled in a tuft of green grass is a vibrant pink ball. As you crouch to examine the object, you realize it isn’t exactly spherical. In fact, upon further inspection, the item is actually quite familiar; nostalgia swamps y

Name: Ursa Minor Your Profession: Blacksmith Your Rank: 5 Roll ID: 136603 Roll Result: 9 Item Type: One-Handed Straight Sword Tier: 1 Quality: Uncommon Enhancements: DMG Description: A basic silver sword with black accents. Post Link: http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/4366-wild-rose-forge/?page=6&tab=comments#comment-597777 Name: Draco Your Profession: Blacksmith Your Rank: 5 Roll ID: 136604 Roll Result: 11 Item Type: Warhammer Tier: 1 Quality: Rare Enhancements: DMG, DMG Description: An enormous black and silver hammer with a faint etching of a dragon

Craft Attempts: ID CD LD T1 Mats Lost EXP Gained 136687 2 4 1 1 136688 7 12 1 3 136689 4 9 1 2 136690 4 16 0 2 136691 1 1 1 1 136692 3 3 1

Craft Attempts: ID CD LD T1 Mats Lost EXP Gained 136601 4 13 0 2 136602 2 10 1 1 136603 9 16 1 3 136604 11 18 1 5 136605 8 19 1 3 136606 12 18 1

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Thread Summary Hik, Alkor, and Lessa receive the following: 1 SP 133 col Nothing for Beat - sorry!

She knew that voice. "Alkor?" she called. Relief was the first reaction, as he could have been anyone: a PKer, a mob, or something even worse. Instead, the new presence was one of her best friends. Lessa blew out a relieved breath, swirling the dust that hung heavy in the air. "It's me, Lessa." With a final glance toward her other companions, Lessa moved closer to the source of the voice. She reached out a hand, her fingertips kissing the wall. She would use it as a guide as she navigated her way toward him. As she walked, relief subsided, and confusion settled in. Did he just

Though Lessa thought she had heard a voice, it was the sudden, explosive sneeze that put her over the edge. For the second time, her body jolted so tremendously that she feared her heart might explode. “What was that?” she hissed to Beatbox, taking an involuntary step closer to him. If there was really a predator stalking them, the smart thing to do would be to draw her blade and shift into a ready stance. But in the moment, caught up in the moment, she simply wasn’t thinking straight. Finally, her nerves got the best of her. “Okay,” she began, her voice shaking like a dying leaf clinging

I haven't crafted since 2016, so I wanted to confirm that my item is still valid. Hammer of Dawn, +1 CD. Here's where it was crafted. And here's where Klein/Kirito (accounts merged) gave it to Lessa. I've been using the item for years, but because of the long break, I just wanted to double check. Thanks! <3

The laughter poured from her lips with the same ease and sweetness at the lemonade from her pitcher. The sound was enough to prod Riker into opening one eye, just to check on his friend, before it closed once more. "I can't get enough of that visual," she managed, absolutely beaming. "Little preschool Apollo, sitting at one of those tiny toddler tables, doing arts and crafts." If it were possible, her smile grew even wider as she added, "Probably covered in glue and glitter." Lessa moved from him to the tree, and after hanging a silver bulb on a low branch, she studied their progress. The

Lessa looked down at the ornament in her hand, and her fingers tightened just a bit more around it's fragile form. Though she had no intention of breaking the decoration, she found it oddly comforting, and clutching it somehow settled her. Red had always been Ben's color: his bike, his cereal bowl, even his toothbrush. In a home with four rambunctious kids, that tiny shred of organization helped keep the family on track. If in doubt, everything had a place, and everyone had a color. Red was for Ben, but... Lessa glanced down at the long red coat that still hung over her wide shoulders. Then, s

Though she wanted desperately to argue with him, her body betrayed her. Lessa was overtaken by a massive yawn, and blinked rapidly to bring him back into focus. "You're probably right," she conceded. "But we're not done yet." What was he talking about? Done with what? Dinner? No, she'd left quite a bit of her pasta on her plate. Sort of a shame, considering how kind Bahr was to cook it. Did he mean they weren't done cooking? Lord, she hoped not. The realization was clear on her face when he finally mentioned the decorations; her sleepy expression hid absolutely nothing. "Oh, uh

Thread Summary Genji earns 2 SP. Lessa earns 2 SP and 400 col. Includes Christmas bonus. Thread closed due to inactivity.

“I was at the Monument for Alkor,” she heard herself saying. “Well, not for him, exactly. It was for me. A kind of punishment.” Lessa closed her eyes long enough to heave a sigh, then opened them again. “I don’t know why I did that. I don’t know why I constantly had to remind myself he was dead. As if somehow it kept me in my rut. It reminded me I was alive and he wasn’t. That we’d both messed up so badly, and I’d never have the opportunity to make it right.” Lessa slowly drew away from Bahr. She hated to leave his warmth, and the comfort his hold offered her, but this had to be said face