Lessa

While Bahr searched through her incredibly festive closet, Lessa decided to follow his lead, and change into something more comfortable. It was silly, she supposed, not wanting anyone to watch her while she changed. It wasn't like the system would leave her entirely nude during a transition, and wasn't equipping new clothing sort of an in-game mechanic? Or, unequipping. Still, while his back remained turned, she quickly outfitted herself in blue jeans and a loose-fitting pink blouse. It wasn't her usual bumming-around-the-house attire, but she figured Bahr wasn't quite ready for Lessa in her t

With her head buried in a cupboard, Bahr could not see her smile. But the pleasure, and the pride, was evident in her tone. "Thank you. I really love it here. It's peaceful. A sort of escape from the realities of the game, you could say." She emerged with a box of spaghetti noodles, which she plopped unceremoniously on the counter. "I hope pasta is okay with you," she said, turning back to him. "It's sort of-" Her breath caught at the sight of Bahr in her house, at her window. Suddenly scrambling, Lessa cleared her throat and tried again. "Um, its sort of a staple around here. It's one of the

" I feel as though my life would be completely different." What a nice thought, knowing that she'd had such an impact on a person's life. Lessa had hoped to touch lives that way as a teacher, and Sword Art Online had thrown a wrench in her plans. Yet here she was, inside that stupid floating castle, changing someone's life. And hopefully for the better. It was, if Bahr felt the same way she did. She looked forward to his messages, and was always eager to see him again. Even though she had almost died with him, she still felt like - "Last one there cooks supper." "Wha?" was all

I voted yes. At present, I don’t support any sort of in-game reward. I’d hate for someone to join staff only to receive those rewards, and I wouldn’t want anyone to receive an unfair advantage. However, I feel it’s worthwhile to state that this is NOT an uncommon practice. The three other roleplay sites I have staffed have offered gold and experience rewards. Not that it’s wrong or right, just that it’s not unheard of. This isn’t a greedy, power hungry move. And truth be told, I’m disappointed that a staff member would be accused of that, just for wanting a bit more recognition. Did

When the tiny familiar finally made his appearance, Lessa felt her heart melt into mush. "Hi Bajesus," she cooed, blue eyes shimmering with admiration. That impossibly small pig had one hell of an effect on her. Abesently, she wondered if it was an actual game mechanic. Was she inflicted with 'overwhelming cuteness' or something? And when the little guy sneeze, gracelessly sending himself sprawling, she reached for him without thinking."Oh, there you go," she murmured as Bajesus found his feet without aid. "Be careful buddy." At her side, Lessa's own familiar gave a small hum of agreement, wat

You are the light that is blinding me, you're the anchor that I tie to my brain. 'Cause when it feels when I'm lost at sea, you're the song that I sing again and again. They'd been fighting zombies for longer than Lessa realized. As she and Bahr materialized in Coral, she realized that the sun had already reached its zenith. In fact, it was well on it's way toward the horizon, marching dutifully toward the massive mountains. Though the sky was still a cheery blue, she knew it would soon be painted gold with approaching dusk. Sunsets on floor twenty-two were her favorite thing. Or, at le

House Name: Manderley Location: Floor 22 Description: Quiet log cabin nestled between a sprawling lake and towering mountains. Plot Size: Estate {Safe Zone} Rooms: 5/15 House & 1/3 Yard Main House: Bedroom (Lessa) | Living Room (Lessa) | Bathroom (Lessa) | Attic - Storage (Lessa) | Basement (Lessa) Yard: Slime Farm (Lessa) Total Cost: Free (25+ Donor)

Anyone play Ark Survival? Might be fun to have a server going for us.

The sudden crash gave Lessa a start, and she instinctively reached for a blade that wasn't there. Her heart galloped in her chest, and she drew in a deep breath to calm herself. And then, she looked back to Baldur and Minako. Well, at least Lessa considered herself a confident, no-nonsense kind of woman. But there was always a line in the sand, and even the confident, no-nonsense sort could go tumbling over it. As Lessa watched the little santa-clad ViewTube celebrity leap into Baldur's arms, she felt herself stumbling closer to that point of no return. But she managed to draw hersel

There were two conflicting emotions warring within Lessa. One lurked in the shadier, more self-conscious part of her. It was a small green burst of jealousy and doubt, urging her to find offense in the scene. She and Baldur were far from exclusive. Heck, they were not even an “item” yet, as her middle school students would have called it. There was no reason for her to be upset, and yet, the urge to fall back on anger and hurt still flared. Fortunately, that flame was squashed by the more secure, more confident Lessa. True, this version of herself had taken a beating over her first couple

It had been a long time since Lessa had visited the fourth floor. Though many of the memories that lingered there were good, they belonged to a time she hoped to detach herself from. Even friendly ghosts have no place hanging around me, she had decided, a firm commitment to herself that she would spend less time dwelling on the past. The winter wonderland, with its diamond-shard snowflakes and Christmas-year-round spirit was one place that she knew she would have to avoid were she to keep her word. As such, her stomach gave a little flip as she emerged from the transporter. It was that un

I think starting up regular CAH games would be a really nice way to bring the community together. They're easy to jump in and out of, and don't require too much additional planning. We could really do them in addition to any other game, such as Fortnite. I'd also like to recommend games like Overwatch and Heroes of the Storm. The latter is free to play, and the former has free-to-play events fairly often.

Very blonde hair and a raccoon-eyes sunburn.

She heard his declaration, cutting through the scuff of boots on dirt, and heavy breathing of combat. Part of her longed to shout her own encouragement, but she found herself wondering if his words were meant for her at all. So instead she merely smiled, drew Hell Rose, and thundered toward the spider. She had played defense for the goblin, standing her ground until the stocky mob drew nearer. This time, fueled by adrenaline, her good mood, and the previous victory, Lessa leapt into combat without a second thought. Might as well use her most powerful sword art! Unfortunately, such reckles

Guild Name: The Vanguard Guild Owner: Lessa Guild Hall Name: The Grotto Location: Floor 21. Located on the outskirts of Tomoika, built into a network of caves. Description: The Grotto is a mixture of both man-made and natural occurrence. Built into preexisting cave systems, the hall's size is largely obscured by the giant stalactites that house it. Accessible by a simple door, with rooms separated by standard walls, much of the building looks like a structure one might find anywhere else. However, the mushroom lighting and occasional exposed stone walls give the place a unique charm. A second

Lessa snorted, as unladylike a sound as she had ever made before. Then she scrunched her face, lips pursing as if she had sucked on a lemon. "Damn it, Genji," she drawled. "If you don't stop putting visuals of your 'delivery' in my head, I may just go tumbling over this ledge after all. And not by accident!" Then her face loosened into a grin, teeth flashing in the bright sunlight. It was a gesture meant to express that she had no real qualms with thinking such things - he was a good enough looking guy - but she was not his friend if she did not give him a hard time about it. So she nodded, gi

"See? SEE?" Lessa jabbed her pointer finger toward Genji, blue eyes flashing as her face transformed from placid to smug. She could always be counted on to set the perfect trap, and Genji was as dependable as the sunrise when it came to walking right into them. "You're just proving my point, Mister Lord of the Rings expert." She clicked her tongue, shook her head, and added, "I'm willing to bet you even read the books." Then, devilishly, "I bet you even read them more than once." The exchange had removed much of the heaviness from her, plucking the weight from her chest before it had ampl

"Those stupid eagles," Lessa replied tartly, shaking her blonde head. "Do you have any idea how much easier life would have been for Frodo and Sam if those eagles had just flown them there in the first place?" Before Genji could say anything, she held up her hand, and added, "I'm sure there's some very compelling and complex reason that any true Tolkien fan should know. And it wouldn't make for a very good movie otherwise. But man, for a basic movie fan like me, it was pretty annoying." On the matter of mounts, Lessa felt that there was more that needed saying, considering it was a topic

Silence fell as Lessa mulled over his question. She let her gaze wander skyward, lips making soft kissing noises while she thought. Finally, "I'd capture it. Gain its trust. Train it. Make it my mount." When she turned to look at him, a goofy grin plastered across her face, she added, "I mean, why the hell not? We're bound to find mounts at some point. I think mine should be a freaking dragon." The pair carefully navigated their way around the wrecked path, sticking close until they were again on solid footing. Once they were further along, Lessa let a bit more distance come between them,

"Bah," the blonde scoffed, automatically rubbing at her wrist where his hand had been. "Look at me. I'm a tank, armored up enough I'd probably hurt the ground more than it would hurt me." Then she scrunched up her face, swiped at some sweat that beaded on her forehead, and added, "or just go slipping on down the mountain. I'm definitely sweaty enough for it." This sun really sucks, she nearly added, before catching herself. Complaining when she was anxious was a terrible habit, and despite her victory, adrenaline still coursed through her veins. But it was something she needed to work on. What

"Got it!" Lessa shouted back, registering Genji's warning with only a slice of her full attention. Her focus was reserved for the goblin and his warg, both snarling as they trudged a tight circle around her. Though they remained outside the reach of her claymore, she swore she could smell their stink, and feel their warm breath, mingling with the already hot air. Her jaw worked as she watched, and waited. Who would attack first? The decision was made for her in an instant, when a number of things happened all at once. A shriek from above her startled Lessa from her battle mode, and though

"Nope," Lessa growled through gritted teeth. "Over here, you ugly motherf-" Encouraged either by her howl or her taunt (perhaps both), the goblin and his mount thundered past Genji, and directly toward her. Lessa settled deeper into her stance, heaving her sword up and over her right shoulder. The massive blade, crafted by Klein, and styled after Joan of Arc's Sword of St. Catherine, seemed to pulse in her hands. How long had it been since she had faced such a formidable foe? Had it been the Hydra, or even Orochi before? The concern for Genji's safety never left her, but it was reduced to